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sagesskies · 11 months ago

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ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ ʙᴏʏ

✒ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪ��ɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜱɴᴀᴋᴇ

☏ - ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ: ᴍʀ. ꜱᴀɢᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ: ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛ (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ), ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴅᴇꜱ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ɴᴏɴ/ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ. ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟꜱᴇ!

Yandere Popular Boy, who is cheerful, extroverted, intelligent, effortlessly perfect, and handsome to boot.

Yandere Popular Boy, who is the student council secretary, the captain of the basketball team, and the top student in his department.

Yandere Popular Boy, who everybody knows, everybody loves, and who everybody wants to be with. Well, except you.

Yandere Popular Boy, who used to be your best friend. You were each other’s only friends, never apart, as thick as thieves. That was how it used to be at least, till high school came, and suddenly he was the hottest person in school, literally and figuratively.

Yandere Popular Boy, who seemed to become interested in you again, after years of silence between you two, suddenly he’s all over you. Talking about wanting to ‘bond’ and ‘rekindle your friendship’ or whatever he’s going on about.

Yandere Popular Boy, who was actually dared by his friends to take your virginity. The lonely nerd who never spoke to anybody, always on their own. He feels bad, you’re his childhood friend! The only person who knows what he’s really like, before he became popular. But if he wants to maintain his position, he has to do what he has to do.

Yandere Popular Boy, who’s starting to become flustered around you. He stumbles over his words, starts making dorky puns and jokes like when you were both in middle school, and is getting awkward around you. His suave smile and silver tongue are replaced with sheepish grins and excited rambling about all his interests.

Yandere Popular Boy, who feels his heart race when he’s around you. Who finds himself constantly thinking about what you’d think about this or that, who finds himself thinking, just randomly, out of the blue, things like: ‘[Name] would absolutely love this!’ and ‘I should take [Name] to see this movie!’

Yandere Popular Boy, who smiles genuinely whenever he’s around you. Though he still filters his words, it’s all to please you, you know? He wants to impress you, to make you fall in love with him and to have your heart like you have his.

Yandere Popular Boy, whose friends all started to press him for info and any little piece of gossip about you.

“Dom, yo, did you fuck [Name] yet?” Dominik can’t even remember the guy’s name, but by God, the way he spoke about you made him want to slit his throat open.

But Dominik simply sighed, and shook his head, he can’t let something like this bother him, at least not in front of others, “Nah, unfortunately they’re like, a huge prude.” He wrinkles his nose, “You’d think somebody like them would be more desperate, but nope.”

Another one, laughs. The sound is nothing like yours, which makes him feel like he’s on cloud nine every single time he hears it, without fail. On the other hand, this laugh is loud, and crude, and makes his stomach clench and has him forcing down the bile steadily creeping up his throat.

“Ha! Little freak probably thinks they’re too good for you, or some shit,” Oh, if only this simpleton knew the truth. You are too good for him. You deserve only the best, and unfortunately he’s not perfect, yet.

Dominik lets an easy, charming, smile form on his face, and a laugh of his own forces its way past his lips, “Oh well, I’ve still got a few months before break,” He watches with cold eyes, as all these oafs grin and chuckle dumbly at his words, but keeps a smirk of his own on, “I’ll pop their cherry, heck, I’ll even send you guys some nudes.”

Dominik wants to slam his head against a wall till it cracks open, but at least he got the desired effect. His ‘friends’ all cheer, and the conversation branches off as they start talking about their own dirty conquests.

He lies seamlessly, saying something about promising a professor to help with grading the freshy’s papers. Dominik chuckles and endures the heckling and teasing from the others, and then leaves the room.

Taking out his phone, he sends you a text, asking if you can meet up. After what he just said about you, he’d feel dirty speaking to you. But if he spent another moment away from you he feels like he’ll tear his skin off.

When you send him a thumbs up emoji, he sends the details and then heads to his apartment.

He needs to scrub off the filth those pigs spread to him before he sees you.

Yandere Popular Boy, who realizes you have him completely wrapped around your finger. If it were anybody else he’d be disgusted with himself, but it’s you. Beautiful, perfect, you.

Yandere Popular Boy, who invites you out to dinner. He assures you it's just a hang out between friends, but maybe he shouldn't be saying that while he's dressed to the nines in a fancy restaurant that needs you to book a reservation a month in advance, as a waiter pours you two red wine in fancy glasses that're probably worth more than your kidney, all the while a band plays slow, romantic music in the background.

Yandere Popular Boy, who, after a few more glasses of wine, tells you he loves you, and waits as you recover from this truth bomb, and tries to steady his nerves as he braces himself for your response.

“Nik, I’m sorry… but I don’t feel the same way.”

Yandere Popular Boy, who can’t believe this. Sure, he knows he doesn’t deserve you, but he thought that he at least had somewhat of a chance. He was a fraud, and a liar, but he was still better than everybody else on this campus. So who? Who could be the one who owns your heart?

Yandere Popular Boy, who's causing a commotion with how he's crying. People are staring as he asks you, with tears in his eyes, why you don't love him. Is he not enough for you? People are whispering about how cruel you are. You're probably playing with his feelings, maybe even using his money. When you call for the cheque, the waiter shoots you a dirty look, and things get even more awkward when he's the one who pulls out his credit card and pays for the meal. You hear an old lady whisper to her husband, "See! They are a gold digger!"

Yandere Popular Boy, who refuses to believe that you simply don’t want him. Everybody loves him, everybody. You’re obviously not like everybody else, but you were still human. You still felt love. If he wasn’t the one you loved, then who?

Yandere Popular Boy, who fixates on improving himself further. Who pushes away his friends and everybody else in his life, to become perfect. Okay, sure, maybe it’s simply because you didn’t like him, but that means he has a chance, doesn’t he? If you didn’t want him, then he’ll simply have to fix himself so you’d finally see him as somebody worthy of your love.

Yandere Popular Boy, who’s starting to experience burnout. He’s exhausted, is zoning out more, he’s falling behind in class, and his facade is starting to slip. He snaps more frequently, there are dark circles around his eyes, his hair is messy, his skin is gaunt, and his clothes are always wrinkled. People are starting to notice, but he can’t bring himself to care.

Yandere Popular Boy, who only cares about what you think. Screw everybody else, he left you for popularity in high school, for shallow friendships and people who never truly understood him, and look where that got him. Sure, he was popular, beloved by everybody: his family, fellow students, and even the faculty. But he didn’t have you.

Yandere Popular Boy, who feels his heart flutter with joy when you confront him, and tell him you’re worried for him. You’re so sweet, really, you are. But he tells you there’s no need, because he’s doing it all for you. If you really want him to finally relax, then you should just accept his love. Pretty please?

Yandere Popular Boy, who starts smiling more, brighter than he did before. His skin is radiant again, he’s back on top of his classes, and his friends feel like he’s a different person entirely. Of course he is, he’s dating you now! Who cares what his friends think? Do you? If it matters to you that much, he doesn’t mind getting his hands a bit dirty.

Yandere Popular Boy, who eventually does manage to make good on the dare and take your virginity. Too bad his friends aren't getting any nudes, those are for his eyes only. He loves being able to embrace you, you're so warm and soft, he could just lay with you forever. That night, he falls asleep with a smile on his face, and ignoring your silent tears.

Yandere Popular Boy, who feels like he's living in heaven. You and him are the cutest couple on campus. Sure, he has to coax you to smile sometimes, and you always squirm whenever he has his arm around your waist, but it's fine! This is your first relationship, you'll get used to it, eventually.

Yandere Popular Boy, who promises that he’ll never leave you again. He made that mistake once, and he’ll never make it again. He’s learned his lesson, he promises.

“You’re the only one who gets me, [Name],” He holds your hand in a gentle yet simultaneously firm grip, and kisses the back, “I’m never letting you go again, mkay?”

☏ - ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ: ᴍʀ. ꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ.

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damiansgoodgirll · 2 months ago

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Hi gorgeous how you doing? I have a request for a few things so just hear me up on this. I just had this in my mind by the way jey uso x reader Rhea and Damian has been friends with the reader since NX T but when the Yeet master comes along they started to be friends but the reader gets hurt badly not so good judgement day ( i’m sorry to say that but the new judgement day nah) and who comes out and saves them terror twins and jey

jey uso x reader (romantic) / terror twins x reader (platonic)

likes, comments and reblogs are always welcomed !!!

‼️ a little angsty, fluff, the new judgment day being awful (just like they are)

forever my girl

the bond between you, damian and rhea was unique. you’ve been friends since the old days at nxt, where the three of you tried to make it up to the top in the company. if you had any problem, any doubt, any question, you knew that you could count on rhea and damian, the same way they could count on you.

you all made it big, being drafted from nxt to smackdown and raw where you all gained more respect and success.

being on the big rosters meant that you all got to make more friends and so a few people started hanging out with you.

rhea and damian got lucky that they got paired together for being a part of the judgment day while managers thought of giving you a solo push. it was working really good for you as you have been both raw and smackdown woman’s champion. you won your matches at wrestlemania and summerslam, so everything was really working out for you.

even if you were all pretty booked, you never stopped seeing each others outside work. a few people joined you too, especially jey uso who couldn’t stop teasing and annoying rhea. you thought it was funny and you pranked her a few times together.

jey was nice to hang out with. he was kind and funny and never fail to make you laugh. you were all like one big happy family, the judgment day members too. but when the judgment day broke up at summerslam you knew that rhea and damian were going to be alone. jey was busy with the whole bloodline mess again and you knew that you had to pick a side.

so you went ringside at bash in berlin and stopped finn when he tried to ruin the match for rhea and damian. you helped rhea when her leg got stuck over the ring and you were ringside again when, much to your surprise, jey joined damian in a tag team match.

but now it was you facing liv morgan. one on one. and it was an easy match as you were basically destroying her. she wasn’t as strong as you were and it was easy for you to pin her down quickly. she was mad that she lost and of course, in judgment day style, she started hitting you. she hit your back while the ref held up your arm as you won the match. your back immediately feeling an intense pain, you tried to get up but she shoved you on the ground. finn, dom, jd and carlito circling the ring, so now you were trapped. live kept hurting you and it felt like hell.

suddenly, rhea’s music echoed in the arena and she tried to run as fast as she could to help you inside the ring.

but she was alone and hurt so she was an easy target for the group. only a few minutes later both damian and jey ran out and followed rhea’s lead.

as rhea tried to stop dominik from running away, finn and damian began fighting. jey ran inside the ring and liv, as the coward that she is, ran away and tried to save dom from rhea.

you were laying there, hurting.

jey kneeled next to you, trying to see if you were still conscious “y/n…” he softly whispered “are you still with me love?”

you wanted to answer but no words came out of your mouth, instead you nodded but the slightest movement made your head pulse.

“medical staff is coming…we got you, i got you love” he gently whispered, moving some hair from your face.

“everything hurts…” you whimpered, a few tears rolling down your cheeks. jey’s heart broke, he couldn’t stand to see you in pain.

he didn’t understand why. it’s not like you were dating but the idea of seeing you hurt and crying made his blood boil. he was so mad and at the same time so conflicted because he couldn’t do anything to help you.

medical staff got there immediately and when they tried to move you, a soft scream left your lips that made jey shiver.

“i got you love…” he whispered “let me carry you backstage okay? the stretcher is too uncomfortable for you…” you nodded at his proposal and even though you felt like your whole body was in flames “hey shh…i got you, you’re safe with me” he gently whispered leaving a kiss on your forehead “i got you” he kept repeating, mostly to himself because he needed to be sure that you were okay.

once he brought you backstage, rhea and damian followed along, both worried about your condition. jey followed the staff instructions and he gently laid you down over the stretcher waiting for you in the medical room.

“she will be okay” one of the nurses tried to reassure the trio but non of them dared to leave the room.

rhea and damian were pissed. it wasn’t fair for you. you won your match without cheating and yet they cheated and doing so, you ended up badly injured. jey was stressing out, he couldn’t really understand what he was feeling. he always thought that you were beautiful and kind but he never thought about you in a romantic way so why was he so angry? why was he hurting? he hated seeing you barely conscious on that bed, doctors working on you. you shouldn’t be there, no, you should be backstage happily celebrating your victory with your friends and family.

“is she okay?” jey asked, pacing back and forth around the room.

“we are still checking her out…she has a concussion from the hit on the head she got when liv attacked her from behind…probably a few broken ribs but she should be fine…we still need time to finish all the tests” one of the doctor spoke and jey felt like fainting. he was beyond mad.

rhea and damian watched how stressed jey was and they couldn’t really understand why.

“uce” damian called him “what’s going on?”

“what you mean?” he pretended everything was fine.

“we mean, why are you so stressed? rhea stepped up.

“why aren’t you? she is your best friend and you’re here without saying or doing anything…” he said, passing a hand over his hair.

“uce you gotta stay calm…” damian tried one more time.

“i can’t…” he whispered, trying not to break.

“what is going on jey?” rhea was confused. she never seen jey so agitated and uneasy.

he took a chair next to them and shook his head “i don’t know…when i saw her in the ring and she couldn’t move, i felt like someone was ripping part of my body off…i don’t know how to explain it but it hurts seeing her like this…and when i brought her backstage she was softly crying in my arms…and i couldn’t do anything to help her…”

damian was still confused but rhea immediately understood why jey was acting like that. a smirk appeared on her face, shocked that none of the men were able to understand the situation.

men - she thought.

“you have feelings for her jey” rhea said, a little smile appearing on her face.

“what?” he was shocked. he knew he had feelings for you but hearing someone saying that out loud made him unsure.

“you like her and it’s pretty evident. you can’t even stay sit for five minutes, always checking on her or what the doctors are doing…you have feelings for her and that’s okay…she’s my best friend and if you hurt her i’m gonna kick your ass, but you like her and that’s normal…” rhea tried to reassure a very confused and scared jey uso.

he looked at rhea with a confused look. maybe she was right. he couldn’t understand the sudden pull towards you. but all the time you’ve spent together, pranking rhea, flying together, watching movies and training together, he never realised how much he actually liked you and now, seeing you hurt, laying on a hospital bed made him feel so helpless. he wished he realised it sooner, he wished he could tell you how much he likes you.

“she needs to rest…at least one month at home, no wrestling, no training, just rest so she can get better” the doctor said to the three adults. all of them nodding their heads before medical staff left the room, leaving them alone for some privacy.

“do you wanna stay alone with her?” rhea asked jey. he nodded, moving the chair next to your bed while the duo left. you were still unconscious. jey didn’t know if you actually fainted or if the doctors gave you some painkillers to ease your pain and to calm you down, but anyway, both cases sounded bad to him as he wanted to see you awake and smiling.

he gently stroked your cheek, his calloused hand moving delicately on your face “you’re so pretty y/n” he smiled to himself “i wish i realised sooner what i feel for you…”

you, on the other hand, woke up when the doctors explained that you had a concussion to the team. you heard rhea talking with jey, you heard him confessing. you didn’t know what to feel. you’ve always had a little crush for the twin but the idea of him actually being in love with you never crossed your mind.

your body was still on fire, your head hurting but you needed to let jey know that you were there, that it wasn’t his fault, that you were in good hands and that you were going to be okay.

“jey…” your broken voice caught his attention.

“hey…” he whispered, a soft breath escaping his lips, relaxing a little bit.

you coughed a little before opening your eyes. they were burning, meeting the strong and white light of the room. it took you a few minutes to get adjusted to the ambient light and temperature “by the way, i think you’re very handsome…” you took him off guard and you saw it by his embarrassed face.

“how much did you hear?”

“pretty much everything” you tried to laugh but you coughed more and jey, trying not to panic, handed you a glass of water “thanks…”

he smiled “so you weren’t sleeping uh?”

“i was but you all couldn’t keep your mouth shut and you woke me up” you made him laugh. that’s what he always liked about you. your sarcasm and funny personality, the way you always tried to find the good in bad situations. you were so similar and yet so different at the same time.

“everything i said it’s true…i like you, i should have realised it sooner…but i really, really like you…” he confessed once again, making you smile. you tried your best to not to laugh but he was jey uso, always trying to be funny and sarcastic, so a few laughs escaped your lips “girl, im trying to be serious”

“sorry sorry…” you smiled, making him chuckle “but i think you’re pretty cool too…”

“just cool?” he teased you.

“cool, funny, very good looking…” you were playing his game and he loved it. you were making him go crazy “and i think i like you too…fuck, i’ve had a crush on you since rhea introduced us…”

“oh wow, you’re good at keeping secrets uh?” he winked, making you laugh again “would you like to be my girl?” his voice got a little bit too serious now “i’m serious when i say that i like you, a lot…i’m probably just too stupid because i could have realised it sooner…but i promise you that i’ll be here for you, i’ll help you heal and you’ll get stronger than ever…”

“this means a lot to me…it sucks not being able to be at bad blood though…i needed to see liv crying after she loses the title” you faked being disappointed, earning a laugh from the uso.

“i’ll take care of you girl, my girl, forever my girl if you let me…” he whispered, looking into your eyes.

“how can i say no when you look at me like that?” you matched his serious tone, making him smile.

“then say yes…be my girl” he moved closer to you, sitting on the bed instead of the chair next to you. his hand gently caressing your cheek, brushing delicately over your lips.

“yes…” you whispered meeting his smile.

he felt relieved that you were okay. probably not okay mentally and definitely not physically but you were there with him. comfortable in his touch and that was enough for him.

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eringobragh420 · 1 month ago

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💜 Pairing: Damian Priest x Black!f!Reader 💜 Summary: Sequel to Breeding. During the pregnancy, the soon- to-be-parents navigate their way through superstitions, a gender reveal, and TikTok videos. 🛑 Warnings: None. Straight fluff 💜 💜 Tag list: @pittieprincess22If, @cyberdejos2, @brideofinfamy, @rainbowdreams-x, @headcaseproductions1, @bearbutlikeprincessbear If you’d like to be added, please click here! 💜 Requested By: @wrestlingbaby Hope you enjoy!

First Trimester

“Wait, wait, wait,” Damian interrupted, rubbing his forehead. “So you’re saying … you’re saying I can’t tell my parents we’re having a baby for another month?”

“I’m not saying you can’t,” his girlfriend replied. The two of them sat on the very couch she’d told him she was pregnant on, facing each other. “I’m saying it’s something we do in my culture. It’s a practice that’s been passed down for—”

“It’s a superstition,” Damian remarked.

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever, it’s a superstition. All I’m asking is that you please respect that. And I really don’t think I’m asking too much. It’s one month.” Damian sighed, gazing softly at her, and really, she’d known he would cave the whole time, but she had to let him get his argument in.

“Alright,” he conceded, “but, hey.” He pointed at her. “Thirteen weeks and a day, and I’m callin’ my mom.”

She giggled. “Of course.”

“And I’m not letting her yell at me the whole time either.”

She gasped, hand on her chest. “You would honestly make your pregnant girlfriend—” Damian tilted his head, eyes wide. “Okay, fine. Crybaby.”

Now he was offended, and he lunged at her suddenly. Even for his giant frame, he was somehow still so gentle and careful with her as he laid her back on the cushions. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, eyes, and all she could do was smile. She might have even purred. Damian moved down her body, avoiding her breasts after her complaint that her nipples were too sensitive to even be looked at, lifting up her shirt when he came to her belly. He kissed her cocoa skin before laying his head down. She brushed her fingers through his soft hair.

“I’m just excited about Damian Junior,” he mumbled against her belly button.

“I am not naming my child Damian Junior,” his girlfriend replied.

“Yeah, well, we can talk about it.”

“The hell we will,” she uttered to herself. And to Damian she said, “I probably shouldn’t even ask, but if it’s a girl—”

“Damina.”

“Oh, lord.”

“Junior.”

“Okay, get off me.”

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Second Trimester

The party was a little more complex and involved than she’d wanted, but who was she to deny Damian a wrestling-themed gender reveal? Their backyard was beautiful grass, followed by soft sand, and finally, the warm, salty ocean. Usually. Today there was an almost-regulation size wrestling ring surrounded by comfortable chairs, which is where everyone was gathered as Rhea Ripley made her entrance. Her gear was a lot less risqué and a hell of a lot more pink, and she represented a baby girl. Dominik Mysterio was next, greeted by boos simply because of who he was, dressed in blue, representing a baby boy.

Damian and his girlfriend sat in the front row, Damian with his arm around her shoulders, as they watched the match. Rhea and Dom went back and forth for a short while, entertaining the crowd, before it was time for the big reveal. They performed an intricate sequence, which ended in Rhea successfully executing a Riptide, and after a three-count, she was declared the winner, and the baby revealed to be a girl. Damian and his girlfriend turned to each other, both smiling wildly as they hugged one another. She couldn’t help but boast that she’d known all along, Damian rolling his eyes, mumbling for her to take it easy.

The following week on Raw, Damian’s girlfriend watching on television from their home as a surprising bout of morning sickness had prevented her from traveling with him, Damian made his normal entrance. But at the end, he turned his back to the camera that was zooming in, and on the back of the leather jacket he wore were the words girl dad. When again he faced the camera, he winked at the lens, and his girlfriend, now a sobbing mess on the couch, knew it was for her.

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Third Trimester

Damian set his phone on the counter, making sure his girlfriend was in the frame as she was washing dishes before he pressed record. He approached her from behind, brushing her braids from her shoulder so he could pepper butterfly kisses along the crook of her neck. His big hands slid under her swollen belly and he lifted, relieving the pressure on her back, and her hands fell into the soapy water as she all but collapsed against him. Damian chuckled.

“Oh, wow,” his girlfriend moaned.

“How’s that feel?” Damian asked, though the answer was obvious.

“You know you’re gonna have to stay like this until I push this baby out, right?” she replied, hardly kidding.

“Absolutely,” Damian replied. “I would do anything for the ladies in my life.” Their daughter chose that moment to kick against his hand a few times, and his embrace tightened around them both. “She must’ve heard me.”

“She always kicks when you’re close.”

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Damian officially announced the birth of their daughter on Instagram three months after her birth, though the WWE community’s speculation was always on point. The photo was only of the baby’s tiny feet, his thumb and his girlfriend’s thumb also in the frame, and it received over a million likes. Their family hadn’t seen the baby either, according to another cultural superstition, which had caused a bit of an outcry on his side, but he’d stood his ground—it was important to the mother of his child, which meant it was important to him.

“She’s perfect,” Damian quietly said as the couple stood beside their daughter's crib, simply watching her sleep.

“Because she’s part you,” his girlfriend said.

Damian smiled, hugging her to him. “And part you.” A moment of silence and then, “Little Damina.”

“That is not her name!”

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ripleylove · 5 months ago

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Hard mission.

requested by anonymous saying: Kind of going off of the idea in ‘The light of the group’ can we get a reader who has little candy in her bra? They can be in the middle of a segment w/ the judgement day and will just pull a jolly rancher out.

pairings: the judgment day x reader (platonic)

genre: fluff !!!!

summary: after Damian banned candies,you had to invent any way to eat at least of sweetness. (including hiding a jolly rancher in your bra.)

A/N: started writing again!!! your fav rhea and tjd writer is BACK 🗣

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As every monday night,you and your friends were rehearsing your lines for your next segment in the clubhouse.

While you and Rhea were giggling together while watching some videos on tiktok,you started munching on some little oreos,giving the part with the cream to Rhea (since it was her favourite).

"Nuh uh. That's enough,Y/N. We don't want the thing that happened yesterday to happen again." Damian walked to you and took the little pack of mini oreos from you.

"But-" You tried to reason,but he wagged his index finger in front of your face,and Dominik silently laughed.

"No buts,missy. No more sweets today."

You pouted,and Dominik was still laughing.

You picked up a red plastic cup that was next to you and you launched it to him with full force,hitting his back.

"Ow! Ow! Okay,damn!" He raised his arms in surrender, and you smirked,turning to Rhea.

The reason why Damian wouldn't let you eat candies it's that the previous day,you had a really bad tummy ache thanks to all the sweets you consumed,and he took matters in his own hands,banning them for 3 days.

And that was the worst thing someone could ever do to you,a major candy lover.

So,you had to find a way to get at least one little candy before your segment, and you asked Rhea to help you.

"Here's the plan: you get me a jolly rancher without Dame noticing. Understood?" You talked to her in a typical action film way,and she firmly nodded.

While Damian was engaged in a conversation with Finn,Rhea tried to sneak in Damian's backpack (the place where he put all of your candies),finding your dear jolly rancher.

She had an evil smile on her face,and you mirrored her expression.

She ran back to the place where the both of you were sitting before,and you gave her a kiss on the cheek as a way to thank her.

"Wait." You started to panic,and Rhea answered.

"What?"

"Where do I hide it?" You whispered,and she pointed to your chest.

You looked down,then up at her again with a confused face.

"And?"

"In your bra,dumbass!" She whispered back,and you finally realised.

Since you were wearing a black lace corset,it was easy to hide and pull out the jolly rancher, and you did your handshake with Rhea.

"You're a fucking genius!" You exclaimed.

"Well,what can I say. Mami's always right." She said cockily and you rolled your eyes.

"Okay guys,time for the segment!" Damian exclaimed,and you all got ready.

The cameramen arrived and you immediately started filming.

While Finn was talking about him qualifying for Money In The Bank with Damian and Rhea, you were by Dominik side,and you discreetly looked around.

When you felt like you were safe to go,you pulled the jolly rancher out from your corset,and you carefully removed the wrapper, popping the cherry flavoured hard candy in your mouth.

Looking around again,you noticed that no one saw what you did,and you smiled in victory.

It definitely was a hard mission.

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riptideripley · 1 year ago

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Handsy

gif creds: @rhea-ripley

summary:She’s a bit more..handsy.

slight hand kink,gagging as well

wrd count:907

It was a casual night out for you,your girlfriend,and the judgment day family. Every Wednesday you all go out for dinner as a way to bond and relax outside of work. Something was different in Rhea tonight,she seemed a bit more..handsy. Constantly squeezing your thighs,slipping her hand up your dress just to remove it after a few squeezes,and her favorite squeezing your ass while they weren’t looking. Dominik caught her touches a few times but chose to ignore it,making you very happy that he did.

“Yeah and I told Jey the same thing we told Drew,only one of them listen t- Rhea,ya listening?” Finn questioned her snapping her out of her zoned out aroused state. “Hm? Yeah i’m listening,Drew listening to the both of us was a good idea” she said,shooting him a soft smile as she sipped on the wine she chose. You and Dominik shot each other a quick look,making the both of you giggle. “Aye whats so funny..” Damian asked,nudging Dominik in the chest. “Hey take it easy..it’s nothing” Dominik responded,making everyone laugh. “It is getting pretty late..me and (your name) are gonna head out,i’ll talk to y’all tomorrow for a gym session?” she spoke in a slightly quickened tone,glancing between Finn and Damian. “Yeah sure! 7:30 sharp tho” Finn told her,flashing his cheeky smile. She smiled back in return,shooting Damian a wink that made him chuckle. In return,you did the same to Dominik. He only smiled and continued eating his chicken tenders.

As soon as you two got into the apartment,clothes were flying off. Giving both of her dogs a small light caress and a treat,she carried you upstairs to her room. As she placed you down onto the bed,she bent down to retrieve her favorite toy..a vibrator. You watched her carefully,giving her a playful smack on her rear that made her chuckle. “You really are a tease huh? wearing that tight black dress tonight..” she spoke,her tone low and tempting. Her soft girthy hands slipping up your dress,hiking it up along the way. The sensation of her cold rings along her fingers only messed with your senses more,earning a small gasp from you as you watched her silently.

Rhea only chuckled at this,slipping your soaked panties off of you. You were so distracted and turned on by her hands you didn’t even realize she had turned the vibrator on,pressing it directly against your clit. You let out a soft gasp,instantly biting onto your hand to stifle any other sounds. She only gave you a sadistic smile,moving your hand. “Since you love them so much..try these puppy” she spoke in a deep nonchalant tone,slipping her fingers into your mouth. “Suck.” she spat out,eyes pierced on you. You obeyed,swirling your tongue all around them. The taste of cold metal from her rings,and of course the taste of your slick heat,filled your mouth instantly. She only stared at you,feeling deeply aroused at your state.

Slowly,she moved the vibrator in a circle earning a sweet muffled moan from your lips. She smiled,pressing a kiss against your forehead as she slowly shoved her fingers deeper into your mouth. Naturally you gagged around them,but it didn’t stop you from enjoying it. Rhea chuckled and unbuckled her belt using her one free hand,strapping it around your waist to hold the vibrator in place on your clit. You arched your back slightly,moaning around her fingers. She slyly slipped her fingers inside of you,curling them to hit that one spot you adored. You arched completely off the bed,your mouth falling open letting muffled gagged moans out. She only smiled and shoved her fingers deeper every time you moaned to shut you up.

15 minutes go by,3 orgasms yet she wasn’t done till she had 4. “Cmon puppy..i know you can give mami one more,can’t you?” she spoke in a pleading yet sadistic tone,fake pouting. You could only faintly nod and squirm,signaling your approaching orgasm. She smiled and curled her fingers more,pressing the pads of her ring and middle finger against your tongue. Quickly as if on command,you let out a slightly loud whine as you released making your legs shake. She slowed down her fingers helped you ride out your orgasm,once finished she unbuckled the belt and turned the vibrator off. She threw it onto the nightstand and removed her fingers from your mouth,smiling. “That’s all I wanted to do..for now at least” she said as she checked her phone for the time. It’s around 11:30 at night and she knew she had to be up early,so she helped you slip into some pajamas and wiped up your drool covered face.

She slipped into the bed next to you once changed into a tank top and shorts(the gray ones we all have seen),kissing your shoulder gently. “Maybe we can have some..morning shower sex” she whispered softly,planting a soft kiss on your lips as she smiled. You giggled at this and kissed her temple,”Maybe we can..until then it exhausted” You spoke yawning,feeling her warmth from her face as she slips her way into your neck.

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livdomtruther · 3 months ago

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THREE LITTLE WORLDS, 2.

Dominik's body felt limp as Rhea’s arm draped over his shoulder, guiding him toward the Judgment Day’s locker room. Each step felt heavy, his mind clouded with exhaustion and a growing sense of loathing. He had grown to despise her touch, forcing himself to imagine it was Liv’s just to endure it.

As they entered the locker room, Finn’s eyes immediately locked onto Dominik’s, his heart sinking with guilt at the sight of Dom’s pained expression. The weight of what he had asked Dominik to do was evident in every line of his face. Rhea, however, was oblivious, her thoughts consumed by the twisted joy of seeing Liv cry. She was too caught up in her own satisfaction to notice the torment in Dominik’s eyes, her happiness blinding her to the anguish he was silently enduring.

Everyone in the locker room was talking and sharing laughs, the atmosphere light and carefree. But Dominik was frozen in place, his heart churning with guilt and regret. Liv’s tearful face kept replaying in his mind, her usually sparkling blue eyes now filled with pain and betrayal. The look of love she always had when she gazed at him had been replaced by a heartbreaking sorrow that he couldn’t shake.

Dominik wanted nothing more than to run to her, to hold her and apologize for breaking the one promise he had made to her—to never hurt her. But now, that promise lay shattered, and the weight of what he had done pressed heavily on his chest. He had hurt the one person who truly mattered to him.

FLASHBACK.

Liv and Dom’s laughter bubbled through the room, a lively melody of joy that seemed to dance with the afternoon light filtering through the curtains. Dom’s eyes gleamed with amusement as Liv tried to master Spanish pronunciation, her efforts often leading to endearing, if amusing, errors. Each slip-up was met with a burst of laughter from Dom, who found her mistakes both charming and funny.

“You’re so annoying!” Liv huffed, her voice a mix of exasperation and amusement as Dom playfully teased her about her pronunciation mishaps.

Dom’s grin was almost mischievous as he leaned back, clearly enjoying himself. “You know you don’t really mean that,” he said, his voice brimming with playful confidence.

Liv, not missing a beat, reached out and gave his arm a gentle but firm slap. “Ow!!” Dom cried out dramatically, clutching his arm with an exaggerated wince and a pained expression that made Liv roll her eyes with a smirk.

The tension of their playful banter dissolved as Liv rested her head against Dom’s shoulder. She felt the steady, comforting rise and fall of his chest beneath her, and the warmth of his body added to her sense of contentment. The soft glow of the sunlight and the easy laughter between them created a cozy, intimate space where she felt completely at ease. Liv closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the simple pleasure of being close to him and the warmth of their shared moments.

Dom couldn’t take his eyes off Liv, mesmerized by every feature of her face. He was certain that he was deeply lovesick, overwhelmed by an almost urgent need to protect her. The longing to hold her close and keep her safe from any harm was a powerful, consuming feeling.

“You know,” he said softly, his voice gentle as he rested his head against hers, “Espero que sepas que, pase lo que pase, nunca te haré daño.” (I hope you know that no matter what happens,I'll never hurt you.) His words were tender, filled with an earnest promise that wrapped around them like a warm embrace.

Liv’s eyes fluttered open, and a whirlwind of emotions flooded her. Her heart raced as she looked up at him, her expression a mixture of trust and vulnerability. “¿Lo prometes?” (You promise?) she asked quietly, her voice trembling slightly with the depth of her feelings.

“Lo prometo,” (I promise.) Dom replied with unwavering confidence. He reached out, his fingers intertwining with hers, linking their pinkies and touching their thumbs together. The gesture was simple but meaningful, a silent affirmation of their bond. “Una promesa que nunca romperé,” (A promise I'll never break.) he said with a warm smile, his gaze steady and sincere.

“Te creo,” (I believe you.) Liv responded softly, her eyes reflecting her trust and belief in his promise. In that moment, Liv's trust in Dom was absolute, a certainty that seemed to resonate in every fiber of her being. Her heart raced with a mixture of relief and joy, each beat echoing the profound connection they shared. They remained wrapped in a cocoon of silence, their bodies close yet comfortably relaxed. The quiet was filled with an unspoken understanding, a mutual recognition of the depth of their feelings.

Both of them wore wide, genuine smiles that lit up their faces, their eyes reflecting a shared happiness. The warm light of the room seemed to accentuate the softness of their expressions, adding a glow to their contented features. Liv felt as though time had slowed, with the moment stretching out into a perfect stillness where the outside world faded away. The simple act of being in each other’s presence, their shared smiles and the warmth of their connection, filled her with an overwhelming sense of peace and affection.

“Dominik!” Rhea’s sharp voice cut through his thoughts, snapping him out of his daze. He turned his eyes to hers, instantly recognizing the displeasure on her face, clearly annoyed that he wasn’t paying attention to whatever was happening around them.

“Yeah?” he mumbled, trying to shake off the heavy fog clouding his mind, but the weight in his chest only seemed to grow.

“Finn’s been asking you for a couple of minutes if you two could talk outside for a bit,” she stated harshly, her suspicion seemingly eased after tonight’s events. She didn’t even seem concerned about his distant behavior.

Dominik could only nod, the guilt gnawing at him as he looked over at Finn. Finn’s expression softened into a frown, understanding the turmoil Dom was in. Without a word, he motioned for Dominik to follow him. As they stepped out of the locker room, Finn gently patted Dominik’s back, a small gesture of support for the pain he knew was eating him alive.

Soon enough, the two ended up in an empty office room, the dim lighting casting long shadows across the walls. It was a quiet space, offering them the privacy they needed. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing them off from the noise and energy of the locker room. Finn took a deep breath, his eyes closing as he tried to steady himself. He could feel the tension in the air, the unspoken weight of everything that had just happened pressing down on them.

Shaking his head slightly, Finn parted his lips to speak, his voice heavy with guilt. “Dom, I’m sorry—” He cut himself off mid-sentence as a soft, broken sound reached his ears. It was a gentle sniffling, almost imperceptible, but enough to make him turn sharply toward Dominik. What he saw made his heart drop.

Dominik was crying, his usually stoic face crumpling under the weight of his emotions. Tears streamed down his cheeks, his eyes red and glossy. It was a sight Finn had never expected. Dominik had always been the tough one, the one who held it all together, even after betraying his own father. But now, seeing him like this, so vulnerable and broken, was a shock that left Finn momentarily speechless.

Dominik’s shoulders trembled with each sob, his breaths coming out in shaky, uneven gasps. “I... I,” Dominik stammered, his voice catching in his throat as he tried to find the words. He hiccuped, the sound raw and filled with pain. “I’m so mad at myself, Finn,” he finally choked out, his voice cracking as more tears spilled down his face. His hands were clenched into tight fists at his sides, knuckles white, as if he was trying to physically hold himself together.

Finn’s eyes widened, his heart twisting at the sight. This wasn’t just guilt; this was a deep, soul-crushing despair that had taken hold of Dominik. For the first time, Finn didn’t know what to do. The sight of Dominik’s tears, something he had never seen before, left him feeling utterly helpless. All the words he had planned to say, all the reassurances he had lined up, seemed hollow in the face of such raw emotion.

Dominik was breaking in front of him, and all Finn could do was stand there, watching as his friend fell apart, his own heart heavy with the knowledge that he was part of the reason for this pain.

"Dom, man, I’m so sorry. This is my fault," Finn started, his voice shaky as he tried to find the right words. He rubbed the back of his neck, his mind racing. "I didn’t realize how bad this plan could’ve affected you. I just needed to get the suspicion off you two specifically so at SummerSlam—"

But Finn was cut off as Dominik interrupted, his voice raw with emotion. "I don’t want her to think that I actually hate her, Finn," he said, his voice trembling. "I don’t… I really don’t. I care so much for her, to the point where my heart aches." The tears continued to fall, his face wet with them as he finally let out the truth that had been eating away at him. His voice cracked under the weight of his feelings, each word filled with a deep, painful sincerity.

Finn froze, his heart sinking as he watched Dominik struggle with his emotions. The guilt was overwhelming, a heavy, suffocating weight pressing down on him. He had pushed for this plan, thinking it was the best way to protect Dominik, but seeing him like this made Finn question everything. He could see the torment in Dominik’s eyes, the way he was torn between his loyalty to their group and the love he felt for Liv.

Finn’s mind raced, debating on what to do. He had never seen Dominik like this before—so vulnerable, so broken. Part of him wanted to take it all back, to tell Dominik they could find another way, but he knew it wasn’t that simple.

Finn's mind raced, the gravity of Dominik's pain settling heavily on him. After a deep sigh, he finally spoke, his voice laced with urgency. “Go find her, Dom.” The words came out with a sense of resolve that caught Dominik off guard. His tear-filled eyes widened in shock.

“But the plan?” Dominik’s voice cracked, his confusion evident as he struggled to reconcile Finn’s sudden change in direction with the plan they had set.

Finn bit the inside of his cheek, conflicted but resolute. “Just… try not to tell her too much, okay?” he said, his voice softening with concern. Dominik nodded vigorously, understanding the gravity of the situation. Without another word, he bolted out of the office, nearly tearing the door off its hinges as he raced through the backstage area.

Dominik sprinted through the maze of staff and wrestlers, his heart pounding with a mix of desperation and determination. The corridors blurred past him as he pushed through, his only focus being on finding Liv and making things right before it was too late.

Panic surged through Dominik as he frantically searched for Liv, his breathing growing increasingly labored. Each step felt like a heavy weight, dragging him down as he navigated the maze of backstage corridors. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, each beat a reminder of the urgency he felt to find her.

When he reached Liv’s locker room and found the door locked, a crushing sense of despair settled over him. His shoulders slumped, and he stared at the door with hollow eyes, the reality sinking in that she might have left to avoid him. The walls seemed to close in around him, the panic transforming into a deep, gnawing helplessness.

Desperation drove him to pull out his phone and try to text her, but the blocked status of her number hit him like a physical blow. The message was clear: she was cutting him out. Dominik’s hand trembled as he lowered it, his fingers feeling the weight of his emotional burden. He placed his hand over his chest, where his heart felt like it was being crushed under the strain of his guilt and regret.

“It… hurts,” he murmured softly, his voice cracking as he spoke to himself. The pain was sharp and piercing, a relentless ache that seemed to consume him from the inside out. Every step he took away from the locker room was heavy with the weight of his failures and the searing reality of the love he had jeopardized. The corridors blurred around him as he walked, his heart feeling like it was breaking into a thousand pieces with each stride.

All Dominik wanted was for Liv to be happy, but instead, he had been the one to rip that happiness away from her. His head hung low, each step heavy with the weight of his remorse, as he dragged himself outside the arena to a quiet spot where fans couldn’t see him. The cold night air felt heavy, mirroring the burden in his chest.

He slowly lifted his head, his eyes scanning the area with a mixture of hope and despair. And there she was. Despite her blonde hair falling over her face, Dominik recognized her instantly. He could identify her from a distance, each detail imprinted in his mind. The love he had for her gave him an almost instinctual ability to recognize her presence, even when she was partially hidden.

Seeing her there, looking so forlorn, sent a wave of pain through him. Liv had made him feel worthy of love, and now it tore at him deeply that he had hurt her so grievously. The thought of their earlier confrontation, the harsh words he had thrown at her, felt like a cruel betrayal of everything they had shared.

Without fully realizing it, Dominik’s feet began to move on their own, driven by a desperate need to make things right. His arms ached to hold her, to offer her the comfort and love that he had so callously denied her earlier. Each step he took felt like a silent plea for forgiveness, his heart screaming for a chance to undo the pain he had caused.

His glossy brown eyes were locked onto her form, each step bringing a deeper sense of anguish as he approached. The familiar curve of her shoulders and the soft sway of her blonde hair, obscuring her face, tugged at his heart. "Liv," he called out, his voice trembling with a gentleness that betrayed the turmoil inside him.

At the sound of his voice, Liv's body went rigid. Her heart twisted painfully, recognizing the voice that had left her in pain. She couldn’t bring herself to turn around; her back remained resolutely facing him. The warmth that had once filled her heart now felt like a distant memory, replaced by the sting of his earlier words.

"Liv... please, can we talk?" Dominik's voice was barely above a whisper, filled with a desperate plea that echoed the depth of his regret. The fear of her hatred lingered like a dark cloud over him, threatening to engulf him entirely. His hands trembled slightly at his sides, his eyes searching for any sign of a response from her. The fear that she might never forgive him was overwhelming, and each word he uttered was a fragile attempt to bridge the damage he had created.

"Talk about what?" Liv’s voice trembled as she fought to keep her emotions in check. "You already said everything you had sealed up inside your heart." Her tone was sharp, the bitterness barely masking the deep hurt that echoed within her. She wanted to be angry, to push him away, but the lingering affection in her heart made it impossible. She couldn’t erase the memories of his touch, the way he used to look at her like she was the only one that mattered.

It was agony for Liv to speak to him like this, every word laced with sorrow, but despite everything, she couldn’t stop loving him. How could she? Dominik had been the first person to make her feel truly cherished, like she was worthy of love. Now, that same love felt like a cruel twist of fate, binding her to the person who had caused her so much pain. Neither of them fully grasped just how much they had mended each other’s broken pieces—only to tear them apart again.

Dominik’s heart sank at her words, a hollow ache spreading through his chest as guilt twisted like a knife in his gut. He could barely stand the sight of her tears, knowing he was the one who caused them. The weight of his actions was crushing him, suffocating him in regret. His voice faltered as he tried to find a way to explain the unexplainable.

"Liv… there’s a reason, a reason why I did what I did," he stammered, each word a desperate attempt to reach her. His voice was laced with desperation, his eyes pleading with her to understand, to forgive. But how could he make her see the truth without revealing everything? How could he explain that his cruel words were part of a plan, a twisted strategy to keep Rhea off their trail? The words tangled in his throat, choking him as he struggled to articulate the impossible.

"I promise you that—" Dominik began, but his words were cut short as Liv turned to face him. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears, lips trembling as she looked at him with a mixture of heartbreak and disbelief. The sight of her in such pain made his self-loathing deepen, the guilt gnawing at him with relentless ferocity. He was the reason she was suffering like this, the reason her bright, carefree smile had been replaced with anguish.

"You promise?" Liv's voice was brittle, barely holding together. She shook her head, a bitter scoff escaping her lips as she struggled to keep her composure. "Remember the last time you said that? Look at where that promise got us, Dominik." Her voice broke as she spoke, and she quickly brought her hands up to cover her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that clawed their way up her throat. She couldn’t bear to let him see her like this, so vulnerable and shattered.

Dominik stood there, frozen in place, as tears welled up in his eyes. Her words cut deep, each one a reminder of how badly he had failed her. The pain in her voice, the way she looked at him as if he had single-handedly destroyed her world—it was more than he could bear. He felt like his heart was being ripped apart, piece by piece, as the reality of what he had done sank in. Why did it have to be like this? Why did fate seem so cruel, so determined to tear them apart when all he wanted was to be with her?

"Please…" Dominik’s voice was raw with emotion as tears spilled down his cheeks, his hand pressing against his chest in a futile attempt to ease the aching pain within. He felt like he was drowning, overwhelmed by the weight of his own mistakes. He had destroyed everything they had built together, everything they had once been to each other. And now, all he could do was stand there, helpless, watching the love of his life crumble in front of him because of his own actions. His entire being ached to hold her, to comfort her, but he knew he was the last person she would want to turn to now.

All the bitterness in Liv's eyes wavered as she saw the tears streaming down Dominik’s cheeks. The sight of him so broken, so unlike the confident man she had known, made her heart twist in ways she didn’t think were possible. Her arms instinctively wanted to reach out, to wrap around him and pull him close, to soothe the pain she saw in his eyes. But then the memory of his cruel words—"You’ve ruined my life"—held her back, freezing her in place like a heavy chain. She could still hear the venom in his voice, feel the sting of his rejection, and it kept her from moving.

It hurt more than she could have imagined, seeing him like this. She hated seeing him in pain—it was a deeper hurt, more profound than the wound his words had left on her heart. It was the kind of pain that didn’t just ache, but tore at the soul, leaving her feeling helpless and torn between her love for him and the anger she was struggling to hold onto.

Dominik’s voice was barely holding together as he tried to speak. “I know… I know you hate me right now for what I did, but there’s a reason, Liv. There’s a reason I said those things. I didn’t mean any of it. I wish I could tell you everything, explain why…” His voice cracked under the weight of his emotions, his body trembling visibly as he tried to convey his desperation. The words came out jagged, rough with the pain that gnawed at him. He looked at her with eyes full of pleading, hoping that she could see the truth in them, that she could somehow understand without him having to betray the secret he was carrying.

Liv’s breath hitched as she watched him crumble before her, his vulnerability tearing at her own fragile heart. The way he looked at her, so desperate and full of regret, made her want to forget everything he’d said earlier, to run to him and hold him like she used to. But the memory of his rejection was still fresh, still raw, and it held her back. “I could never hate you, Dominik,” she whispered finally, her voice trembling, thick with unshed tears. She said it as if the words pained her to admit, but she couldn’t let him believe otherwise, not after everything they’d been through.

Those words—so simple yet so powerful—shattered Dominik’s already fragile composure. They hit him with a force that nearly buckled his knees, because despite all the cruel things he had said to her, all the ways he had tried to push her away, she still cared about him enough to make sure he didn’t misunderstand her feelings. Her voice, laced with pain yet full of a stubborn love, was like a knife twisting in his heart.

Dominik felt a deep, wrenching guilt consume him. Her words, her pain, her inability to hate him despite everything he had done—it all made him feel utterly unworthy of her. He had caused this, he had hurt the one person who had ever made him feel truly loved, and now, looking at her tear-streaked face, he couldn’t bear it. It was as if every tear she shed was a reflection of his own self-loathing, every tremble in her voice a reminder of how badly he had failed her. And yet, despite all the harm he had caused, she still didn’t hate him. That truth tore at him, leaving him feeling raw and exposed, knowing that he didn’t deserve the love she still had for him.

"I know you don't…" Liv’s voice wavered, her throat tightening as she forced herself to continue. Each word felt like a struggle, like she was dragging them out of the deepest part of herself. "I know your heart doesn’t race the same as mine when I see you." Her voice cracked, and she bit her lip hard, trying to hold back the sobs that threatened to overwhelm her. The pain in her chest was suffocating, the weight of everything she had tried to keep bottled up now pressing down on her with unbearable force. "I don’t know why you did this to me, Dominik, but…" Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as if trying to anchor herself in the midst of the emotional storm. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she couldn’t stop them.

"I love you." The three little words came out almost as a whisper, as if saying them out loud made them too real, too painful. She hated herself for still feeling this way after everything he had said and done, but she couldn’t help it. "I want to hate you with everything in my soul and heart, but I can’t." Her voice broke entirely, the sobs she had been trying so hard to suppress finally making their way to the surface. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly defeated.

Liv offered him a broken smile, one filled with so much sadness that it was almost unbearable to look at. She knew she had to get away before she completely fell apart in front of him. Turning on her heel, she started to walk away, each step feeling heavier than the last. She just wanted to reach her car, to get away from the source of her pain before it consumed her entirely.

But before she could take more than a few steps, she felt a warm, firm grip on her wrist. Dominik’s hand wrapped around hers, not forcefully but with a gentle firmness that made her pause. She froze, the contact sending a jolt through her nerves.

Those three little words made Dominik's heart race and ache simultaneously. He couldn’t let her slip away—not again. As he held onto her wrist, watching her turn her head to face him, confusion written across her tear-streaked face, he felt an overwhelming surge of emotion that he could no longer contain.

"I love you," he blurted out, the three little words that Liv had wanted to hear so desperately. The words left his lips with an urgency that matched the pounding of his heart, as if speaking them could somehow undo the pain he had caused her.

Liv’s eyes widened, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. For a moment, she simply stared at him, her mind struggling to process what he had just said. Then, with a sudden, forceful yank, she freed her wrist from his grip. "That’s not fair, Dominik," she snapped, her voice harsh yet dripping with hurt. She shook her head repeatedly, as if trying to shake off the words that had just been spoken, the words she had once longed to hear.

Dominik stood there, puzzled and panicked, his own heart aching more with every passing second. He could feel the distance between them growing, and it terrified him. "I mean it, Liv," he insisted, his voice cracking as he pointed to his chest, right where his heart was. "From every bit of my heart, I mean it."

But Liv wasn’t convinced. Her eyes, usually so full of warmth and affection when they looked at him, now held nothing but pain and betrayal. "Do you, though, Dominik?" she challenged, her voice trembling. "Earlier, you had the chance to say it all, but instead, you chose to rip my heart apart."

Dominik felt like he was crumbling from the inside out. The sound of her voice, laced with so much hurt, cut him deeper than he could have ever imagined. A sob wrecked through him, his entire body trembling as he tried to find the words that would make her understand. "I had no choice," he choked out, his voice desperate. "I had to do it. It was to protect you, Liv. It was to get Rhea less suspicious of me and you."

Liv wanted to believe him. She wanted nothing more than to run into his arms, to find comfort in the embrace that had always felt like home. But the pain was too fresh, too deep. "I want to believe you," she whispered, her voice wavering, "but I just can't right now, Dominik." She tried to ignore how hard it was to see him sobbing, how every tear that fell from his eyes tugged at her heartstrings, making it nearly impossible to stand her ground.

Dominik's eyes were desperate, filled with a sorrow that mirrored her own. "And even if I did believe you," she continued, her voice breaking as she spoke, "what would it change right now? I won't be able to love you publicly yet, right?" Her lips quivered, the reality of their situation pressing down on her like a weight she could barely bear.

"I want to show you off publicly, Liv. I do," Dominik said, his voice pleading, his hands reaching out as if to hold onto something—anything—that could keep her from slipping away. "But if we risk getting caught by Rhea before SummerSlam, everything would be ruined." His confession hung heavy in the air, the weight of his words sinking into her heart. He could see the pain in her eyes, knew that his explanation was far from enough to heal the wounds he had inflicted.

"Me and Finn created a plan," he continued, his voice strained as he struggled to find the right words, "to get the suspicion off of me and you. I didn't want to do it, Liv. I swear I didn't. But I thought it was the only way to protect us, to keep us safe until we could be together for real."

Liv's heart twisted at his confession. She could see how much it hurt him to admit this, how much he hated himself for the pain he had caused. But it didn't erase what had happened. "I'm sorry, Dominik. Right now, it's hard for me to believe anything," Liv's voice wavered as she spoke, her words laced with the raw pain she felt.

"After everything, I feel like everything being said is a lie. Every bit of me wants to believe you, but it's too hard for me." Her voice cracked as she took a step back, putting more distance between them, the tears cascading down her cheeks mirroring the turmoil inside her heart.

Dominik felt like the ground was crumbling beneath him. The despair in her eyes was something he never wanted to see, especially not because of him. It was as if the world was ending, and he was powerless to stop it. His lips parted, trying to find the right words, the right thing to say to make her stay, to make her believe him. But nothing came. His throat tightened, and his heart pounded painfully in his chest, the gravity of the situation crushing him.

Liv watched him, her own heart breaking at the sight of his tear-filled eyes and the pain etched on his face. She ached to run to him, to console him, to tell him that everything would be okay. But she couldn't. Her own wounds were too fresh, too deep, and she needed time to mend them. "I'm sorry, Dominik," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own sobs.

With that, she turned on her heel, unable to bear the sight of him any longer. She ran off, her sobs growing louder with every step as she disappeared from his sight. Dominik stood there, frozen in place, his heart shattering into a million pieces as he watched her go. The silence that followed was deafening, and he felt as though a part of him had left with her, leaving him hollow and broken.

And again, Dom stood there, his eyes lingering at the spot where she once was standing, the emptiness she left behind weighing heavily on him. The ache in his chest was unbearable, a dull throb that seemed to consume every part of him. Drowning in his own regret and pain, he whispered, "I love you," his voice barely audible, as if saying it out loud would make it any more real, any more believable.

His head hung low, the weight of his guilt pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe. "More than you can imagine," he continued softly, the words a confession to the empty air, a desperate plea to the universe that somehow, somewhere, Liv would hear him and understand. But she was gone, and with her, the hope that things could ever be the same again.

#liv morgan #livdom #dominik mysterio #liv dom

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pandorasfavorite · 8 months ago

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Kinky smut after reader acts like a brat on RAW

Influenced

AN: NOT ME WRITING REQUESTS FROM MONTHS AGO LMAO. Sorry lovelies.....

AN: I'll probably finish this...but I had to post something yo

Dominik wasn't a demanding boyfriend by any means, honestly, he was really kind and patient. He never asked much of you, so when he did you complied. You originally didn't have the desire to test Dominik's dominance ever, because he's already so good to you there's no need for him to prove anything. However, after falling into a rabbit hole on social media, you were influenced. There were hundred of posts and stories of women being "bratty" toward their sweet boyfriends. Each story ended well...

You were dressed up and ready to go interrupt the beginning of Monday Night Raw. Dominik was wearing his black gear (that drove you wild) and a shirt draped in front of his pants. From the moment you walked in the dressing room Dominik's expression lit up. His arms fell open and he completely neglected the conversation he was in before. You approach him and give him a quick hug and a peck on the lips. You are an inch apart from him, smiling up at him and grabbing his hands in yours. "Hey babe, you ready?", he looks over your outfit (his tongue slides over his lips quickly). You bat your eyelashes at him and hum as an answer.

You drop one of Dominik's hands and your eyes focus on the shirt that is hanging in front of his pants. It annoyed you a bit how he covered up the thing you liked looking at... you smack the shirt and it flies up. "Why are you wearing this?", you question him in a displeased voice. Dominik notices the attitude in your voice and you smacking the shirt was out of the blue -- even for you. Dominik furrows his eyebrows a bit at the behavior but lets it go un-noticed. He simply just grabs your hand in his and brings it to his mouth to kiss.

You pull the same hand out of his grasps again and you smack the shirt again, scowling at the useless thing. Being a brat was fairly easy when you had something to not like. This time though Dominik wasn't as happy, his face pulls into the sexy angry frown that shows so often on TV. He taps your cheek with his finger in order for you to look up at him, "Stop that".

"Stop what?", you smack his shirt one more time, just cause. Dominik grabs your wrist lightly, pulling it away from the shirt. "You know what cut it out. I'm serious". You stop, for now, the best way to work his nerves is to continuously stay on top of this. To calm him down you lift up to kiss his lips, and his body relaxes instantly. His hand finds its way to the back of your head pulling you in for a deeper kiss that makes your stomach do flips. He pulls back with his boyish grin and holds your hand as he walks out the door with you.

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It's important to note that Dominik (while he is very patient), he is a very jealous man. All his patience flies out of the window when the jealousy filters in. In fact, his jealousy is so bad some nights after Raw he has to push you up against the wall and shove his fingers inside of you just to hear you moan his name. You were going to take advantage of that weakness to get what you want, after all it's the easiest way.

All 5 of you step out into the darkness with your heads down, then the lights turn on. Every night you fight the urge to squint your eyes from the blinding light. Dominik's arm is around your waist and he takes you with him, every step of the way. It was a 3 v 3 match with the boys against another group of three. You and Rhea were positioned outside of the ring to make an appearance and distract the ref if it came down to that. As the match started so did your bratty behavior...

One of the opponents was looking at you from his spot on the outside of the ropes, you waved to him with a seductive smile. Dominik watched the interaction and his face was downcast in anger, so much so his knuckles were turning white from the grip he had on the ropes. His eyes followed you as you skipped around the ring, and interacted with fans in the front row. You were always the most friendly out of all the members of the group.

Again the same guy was watching you, sizing you up, and he went as far as motioning for you to come up to him. Dominik is radiating heat and he is scowling without the desire to hide it, Damian notices the interaction and he instantly taps him in. Dominik walks around the ring and points to the guy that you were 'flirting' with. The rest was history. Dominik starts with the guy not letting up on any of his hits. You could tell even after the match was won and finished Dominik was righteously heated. He met you in the middle of the walk way and instantly thrown his arm over your shoulders, pulling you into his side so he could kiss your head while he was looking back at that stupid guy.

Though he may not seem all that mad to the blind eye, Dominik's clenched jaw and screwed-up face say otherwise. After a short goodbye the Judgement Day dispersed in different directions, leading to Dominik steering you into the Judgement Day dressing room that you know so well. He opens the door for you and then shuts and locks it behind him rather loudly. He runs a hand down his face before taking a step closer to you. Your chests are on the verge of touching and Dominik's hands are twitching as if he's itching to take action. But he'd never do anything without having a conversation first.

"What was that out there?", he takes a heavy breath trying to speak calmly towards you. "What do you mean?", you bat your eyelashes and feign innocence. Dominik's head tilts back and he chuckles at the blatant disregard for the obvious, "You know what you were doing out there, don't pretend you don't". His chest is puffed up and he's looking at you with such displeasure but his eyes say something different. His gaze is intense and makes your legs feel wobbly. Honestly, it's making you a bit nervous and it's intimidating in a way you didn't mind embracing, "I don't know what you're talking about" you squeak out.

Dominik acts fast; pulling right up against him by the belt loops. His lips are hovering just over yours and you can feel his deep breathing of frustration fanning across your cheeks. "Say it", he said in a deep raspy command, the words sent a shock down to your core. Your heart is racing out of your chest and if it wasn't for the desire you were feeling in that moment, Dominik would have to scoop you up off the floor. You raise your chin up in defiance at him, crossing your arms over your chest, "Make me".

Dominik's hands fly to your waist and he spins you around, pushing your body with the back of his to move you forward. He walks you over to the back of the couch and bends you over it by the waist. His hands then brush your hair to one side of your face, now he has a perfect view of your star-struck expression that he yearned for. Dominik leans in close to you, his teeth now poking out as he grins, "You've been a brat all fucking day", he recalls. He pulls your pants down to your mid-thighs, just enough for him to spread your legs a bit and slip two fingers inside of you.

The moment he pumps his fingers in and out of you, curling them inside of you every time your breathing picks up, you feel your legs shake. His fingers are soaking wet and knuckle deep inside of you, and the tent in his pants only gets more defined when he hears the squelch your pussy makes. Your wetness was beginning to drip down the side of your thighs and Dominik mentally had to block out the idea of getting on his knees and licking it up, so nothing goes to waste. You hum in delight at the increasing feeling that you loved approaching, Dominik noticed your tell tales and refused to hide the fact that he knew.

"You really think you're going to get to cum? After acting like a brat all day? Just because you wanted to be my cock slut". You gasped at the filthy words flying so carelessly from his mouth, but also from the way he spits directly on your cunt after pulling his fingers away. You try to reply but your words come up short as you feel his large hands sliding down the back of your thighs. His skilled hands pull your thighs apart even further so he can have room to bring his face directly against your pussy. The feeling of his nose bumping against your clit and his smile that you so clearly can point out has you moaning out to him, "Baby please- m'sorry". You gave in, being a brat was hard when your man knew how to please so well.

You feel the way he laughed and shook his head in disbelief, he completely ignores you and swipes his tongue through your puffy folds. His tongue thrusts inside of you, working out the tension of you clenching around him.

AN: when my writing is shit but I have to provide like a good mother..

#dominik mysterio smut #dominik mysterio x reader smut #dominik mysterio x you #dominik mysterio fanfiction #dom dom #dominik mysterio fluff #dominik mysterio x reader #dominik mysterio #dominik my bbg #wwe #dick me down

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haddonfieldwhore · 1 year ago

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lowkey - damian priest

damian priest x gn!reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: langauge, drinking, implied nsfw, readers age isn’t specified but i wrote this as if they’re around rheas age so age gap warning just in case, scripted violence

after it being teased for the last few weeks on raw, you were finally going to be moving from nxt to the main roster and joining the judgment day, arguably the most powerful group in the wwe today. you were more than excited, considering that you would be in a group with your best friend rhea, as well as just some really cool, talented people. you had been friends with rhea since middle school, and had only met the guys in the group a handful of times, but you could already tell you were going to fit in well. however that didn’t mean you weren’t nervous to be making your main roster debut, tugging awkwardly at your ring gear as you stood with rhea in gorilla.

“you’re gonna do great, salem,” rhea smiled, using your ring name. your gear matched the judgment day colour scheme, black and purple with lots of chains and studs on your ring jacket. the judgement day would be going out first, and then kevin, sami, and jey would pick off the boys, and raquel would attack rhea. all you had to do was run out there and help rhea; easy enough right?

things were going smoothly, rhea and the boys wishing you luck as they passed by you on the way to the ring. damian patted you on the shoulder, and you looked up at the man who towered over you, like you were sure he did most people, standing at six foot five. you had to admit, he was incredibly handsome, his long hair and dark eyes suiting his features perfectly.

“you’re gonna do great,” he smiled, and you nodded, thankful that they all seemed to accept you into the group already.

“thanks. i’ll see you out there,” you smiled, and he gave you a fist bump with his massive hand, and headed out with the others. even though you were on opposite teams in the ring, even kevin, sami, and jey wished you luck as they passed through gorilla, as did raquel.

it felt like only 3 seconds had gone by, when in reality it had been about 2 minutes before your music kicked in, “the witching hour” by in this moment blared through the arena as one of the backstage crew members gave you your que to head down the ramp. you ran out, your anxiety not letting you look at the amount of people in the crowd as you got to the ring and slid under the bottoms rope, pulling raquel off of rhea. the two of you attacked her and chased her out of the ring, leaving just you and rhea standing there. you looked at eachother, and rhea made it seem for a second that she was going to attack you, but instead extended a hand for you to shake. you took her hand in yours, and the rest of the judgment day, who had also scared off their opponents, joined you in the ring. the moment finally sank in, and you looked at the thousands of people in the crowd, and your heart pounded in your chest, the judgment day music loud in your ears as you all exited the ring and headed up the ramp, damian and finn on either side of you with their arms over your shoulders.

once you had made it backstage, rhea stole you out of their grip, wrapping her arms around you in a hug and spinning you around, causing both of you to laugh.

“you killed it! that was great!” she yelled, and the guys agreed.

“how do you feel?” finn asked, and you took a deep breath as rhea set you back on your feet.

“i feel great! i would have been a lot more nervous if you guys weren’t out there with me, so thank you,” you admitted.

“no problem. we’re like a family, and now you’re a part of it too,” dominik said, and appreciated it more than you could say.

“priest, i think you know what time it is,” rhea smirked evilly. “it’s time to show salem how the judgment day parties.”

“say less,” damian laughed, throwing an arm over your shoulder again as they all led you out through backstage, a handful of superstars congratulating you on your debut, before you got to your cars and left the venue. you and rhea were in her car together while the guys were in another, and as much as you already loved them, you were happy to have a moment with your best friend.

rhea passed you the aux chord and you turned on ‘cyberhex’ by motionless in white, and she nodded in approval.

“so now that it’s just us, how are you feeling after your main roster debut?”

“it was amazing. i have to admit, i am a little overwhelmed, since you and the guys are such an established group, but i’m also so grateful to be joining the judgment day. i just hope they like me,” you answered.

“you mean the fans or the boys?”

“both, but i meant the boys. they all seem really cool, i don’t want to intrude on the group, you know?”

“i get it. but they love you already. if they didn’t you would know,” she laughed, and you felt slightly relieved.

“thanks rhea.”

“no problem. you have your ‘initiation’ match next week, right? against raquel?”

“yeah. i can’t believe my first solos match on raw is against her,” you said; raquel wasn’t someone that would go down without a fight.

“you can do this. i know you can, and the rest of the judgment day knows you can too,” she said, parking her car as you had arrived at the hotel.

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one thing was for sure; the judgment day knew how to throw a party. it had been non stop celebrations for about 4 hours when you all calmed down and decided to put on a movie. there was only a small couch and an arm chair in the hotel room you were currently in, which was finn’s room. he was in the chair, you, damian, and rhea sat on the couch, and dom was sitting on the floor in front of rhea, who occasionally played with his hair. you knew the romance between them was just a storyline, but their real life friendship was adorable. you were starting to get sleepy as it was nearing three am, and you were cuddled under a blanket from your suitcase, since the a/c in the hotel room was giving you goosebumps, and you could feel your eyes getting heavy.

as damian shifted next to you, his hand bumped against your thigh, and he muttered a soft apology under his breath. the small amount of alcohol in your system gave you some extra confidence, you took his hand in yours under the blanket and placed it back on your thigh without saying anything, your hand over his to keep it there. he shifted again so his leg was against yours, and you cuddled into his side, resting your head on his shoulder as you let yourself fall asleep.

damian shook you awake gently a little while later, and pointed to rhea and dominik asleep in the one bed, and finn passed out in the other.

“i’ll walk you to your room, unless you wanna sleep on the couch,” damian offered quietly, as not to wake anyone up. he stood up first, pulling you up off the couch by your hand, and you grabbed your bag. it wasn’t until you got into the hallway and the door locked behind you that you realized rhea had the key card to your room.

“fuck,” you mumbled, and damian turned around.

“what’s wrong?”

“rhea has the key to our room,” you replied, feeling like an idiot.

“c’mon, you can stay in my room,” he laughed at you pouting, and started walking down the hallway. when he noticed you weren’t following him, he looked back. “no funny business i promise.” you rolled your eyes playfully, but hurried after him as he led you to his room.

“what if i want there to be?” you asked quietly, as you’d caught up to him. damian looked down at you, a little surprised, before placing his hand on your lower back and pushing you gently.

“then walk faster,” he mumbled, and you smiled as you finally reached his room. he unlocked the door and let you go in first, and you noticed that there was two beds. “did you enjoy your welcome party?” damian asked, and you smiled.

“definitely. rhea wasn’t kidding when she said you guys knew how to party,” you smiled, turning towards him.

“party doesn’t have to be over, if you don’t want it to be,” he said, his voice low as he stepped closer.

“what did you have in mind?” you asked, smiling as you felt his hands rest on your waist, pulling you against him. he leaned down to kiss you deeply, and your hands rested on his chest, his arms circling around you. damian backed you up until your legs hit the end of the bed and you sat down. he backed away, staring down at you.

“are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, and you nodded, your head surprisingly clear after the few drinks you’d had; the nap had sobered you up a surprising amount. you slid off the bed and dropped to your knees in front of him, your hands resting on his thighs.

“i want to,” you assured him, and his head fell backwards as your hand slid over the front of his jeans.

“fuck,” his voice was deep as your hands fought over the buckle of his belt, damian eventually letting you undo it as his hands cradled either side of your head. “this has to stay a secret for now, okay?”

“i know,” you smiled. “it’s kinda more fun that way, isn’t it?” you asked.

“you keep surprising me,” he shook his head.

“is that a bad thing?” you asked, undoing the button on his jeans after successfully undoing his belt, and sliding the zipper down.

“definitely not.”

•••

you woke up to the feeling of someone trailing gentle kisses over your shoulder and up the side of your neck, and you murmured softly at the sensation, tickling slightly.

“good morning,” damian’s deep voice mumbled next to your ear, somehow even deeper than usual after just waking up. your legs were tangled beneath the covers, the white hotel duvet the only thing covering your bodies other than the purple love bites that were scattered across your skin.

“good morning,” you smiled, your eyes fluttering open as you rolled over to look at him.

“it’s only nine so i don’t think the others will be awake yet if we want to sneak downstairs before they wonder where we are,” he offered.

“rhea’s gonna figure out that i didn’t sleep in our room eventually. i’ll just tell her i slept in the extra bed. i have to say - this was kind of out of character for me; i don’t think she’ll expect anything as long as you cover those,” you smiled, poking one of the bite marks you had left on his shoulder.

“can do. as long as you hide those,” he pointed to the hickeys on your neck, and you laughed.

“deal. i do want breakfast though, so yes; we can head downstairs.”

“sounds good. you can shower first if you want,” he offered, and you smirked.

“you could join me.” you had no idea where your sudden boost of confidence was coming from, but you felt comfortable with him considering you barely knew him.

“i don’t know how productive that’s gonna be…” he trailed off, kissing your lips.

“is that a no?”

“that’s not what i said,” he smirked, and pulled the covers off of your bodies, dragging you towards the shower.

#damian priest #damian priest fic #damian priest x reader #damian priest imagine #wwe #wwe fic #the judgement day x reader #rhea ripley

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kyleoreillylover · 1 year ago

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INSTAGRAM AU! Dominik Mysterio x Black!Fem!Reader

A/N: I got inspired by a fanfic like this, so I thought I'd take matters into my own hands and write one for my man Dominik. This took so long, so I hope you guys enjoy!

LIKED BY DOMINIK MYSTERIO, RHEA RIPLEY AND 2 MILLION OTHERS

y/n: dream world ☀️ pic creds to rhea :)

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dominikmysterio: my dream girl ;)

↳y/n: and don't you ever forget it ☺️

↳ rhearipley: dom dom don't forget that she was mine first!!

↳dominikmysterio: but now she's mine, not yours. sorry not sorry, mami 🤷

↳ynstan134: the girls are fighting 😭 Dom you better stop you know Rhea would beat your ass for y/n 😭

↳y/n: ladies, ladies, calm down, there's enough for me to go around 😉

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LIKED BY Y/N, FINN BALOR, RHEA RIPLEY AND 3 MILLION OTHERS

dominikmysterio: Kicked ass in the ring, and in WWE 2k23 (sorry not sorry babe).

tagged: y/n

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y/n: fr (I literally beat your ass in every single match and you told me to take it easy on you but it's whatever)

↳y/nstan123: LMAOO DOM WHY ARE YOU LYING

↳dominikmysterio: mi corazon why are you lying on my name 🤔 gaslighting is not healthy

↳y/n: I guess the pics I took of me winning are me gaslighting you then?

↳dominikmysterio: baby of course it's gaslighting, I don't expect anything less from you 🙄

damienpriest: bro didn't even let his girl win 😂 (you called me and finn on ft and complained about her winning)

↳y/nlover234: I love how everyone is just exposing Dom 😭

↳dominikmysterio: bro your supposed to be on my side!! ¿Qué pasa con el código hermano??!

↳damienpriest: Sorry bro, eras tú o Rhea y y/n me golpeó el trasero. 🤷

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LIKED BY WWE, DAMIEN PREIST, RHEA RIPLEY AND 2 MILLION OTHERS

y/n: You're either with us or beneath us 😈

tagged: dominikmysterio

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y/nstan234: the way he looks at her 🥹😭

finnbalor: so proud of everything you accomplished ❤️

↳y/n: thank you good sir ❤️ couldn't imagine ruling the wwe without you by my side

↳domlover619: this is so cute 😭 you and finn as a duo are so underrated

dominikmysterio: can I be on top of you?

↳tjdstan: ??!! DOM 😭 have some decorum

↳y/nlover134:bro can barely control himself in the ring with her, ya'll thought he would control himself on instagram 😭

↳y/n: sorry babe, that spot is reserved for rhea only 🤷 No hard feelings though! 😘

↳tjdstan: LMAAOO 😭 that's tough dom 😂

↳rhearipley: as it should be, love. sorry not sorry dom dom 🥰

↳damianpriest: you see me personally dom... i wouldn't take that disrespect. but that's just me 🤷

↳finnbalor: damien priest, mitb holder, tag team champion and number 1 instigator.

↳dominikmysterio: Priest, no me obligues a 619 tu trasero!

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LIKED BY DOMINIK MYSTERIO, LIV MORGAN, FINN BALOR AND 3 MILLION OTHERS

y/n: we are very nice people I swear 🥰

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finnbalor: the nicest people I know (I'm being held against my will)

rhearipley: the both of you throw a fit whenever there are no chicken tenders on a menu

↳y/n: bc why aren't my chicken tenders there?? it should be the basis of every restaurant 🙄

↳dominikmysterio: exactly! because if a restaurant doesn't have chicken is it really a restaurant?

↳rhearipley: ....ya'll are made for each other.

dominikmysterio: I don't know why people don't like us we're literally so sweet like wtf🤨

↳y/n: exactly! idk why people in the wwe hate our guts! like what did we do to ya'll??!

↳tjdstan: didn't ya'll literally attack ilja and lyra last night 😭

↳y/n: they literally attacked us first?? are you blind? you call yourself a tjd Stan but you aren't acting like one!!

↳wwenxt: we love a gaslighting queen

↳tjdstan: I'm sorry?! 😭 but they wouldn't have hit ya'll if you guys didn't literally deck them first outta nowhere 😭

damienpriest: no lies were told

↳y/n: and that's why you are my 2nd fav 🥰

↳damienpriest: thank you chica, but why am I not first?

↳y/n: bc rhea exists??? what kind of question is that.

↳dominikmysterio: what about me, mi vida??

↳rhearipley: you heard the lady, dom.

↳y/n: sorry baby, it's the truth 🤷 better luck next time 💋

↳tjdlover: rhea x y/n wins every time dom, you need to get with the program!!!

THIS COMMENT WAS LIKED BY Y/N AND RHEA RIPLEY.

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igncrxntripley · 2 years ago

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Can i request a Rhea x fem imagine, where the R’s personality is like original alexa bliss NXT debut, like girly/fairy all that. She’s also part of the bloodline and has a secret relationship with Rhea, cause the judgement day and bloodline are in a feud. Then hints about their relationship drops to both groups, then after a huge win Rhea congratulates her exposing their relationship. It causes both groups to majorly buttheads about it, making like slick remarks. It just ends in fluff, and has angst and all that. Lol thank you so much!💛💛

blood is thicker than water

a/n: pls i hope i did this idea justice

tags: fem!reader, poc!reader, wlw, little cousin!reader w/ the uso's/roman reigns, brief mention of the judgement day, SFW

There was something so fun about sneaking around behind your cousins' backs. None of them needed to know about your relationship with Rhea because it was truly none of their business, but they also wanted nothing more than to keep you away from them. The Judgement Day was the same way with Rhea, but she was more assertive when it came to standing up for herself in comparison to you.

You and Rhea apparently weren't as sneaky as you originally thought though, as someone had begun to drop hints to not only your cousins and Paul and to The Judgement Day as well. You didn't even know until your older cousins sat with you looking incredibly pissed.

"You better be honest with us, Y/N." Jey said. Jimmy was pacing around the room, and Paul was watching you very closely to see what your answer would be. But you just rolled your eyes and pretended like nothing happened. "You guys just really have zero faith in me, don't you?" You asked them; that alone unleashed a whole argument. Of course you loved your family, but they couldn't just let you be yourself and it was incredibly frustrating.

The Judgement Day had been pestering Rhea about it just as much. "So now you're sneaking around with The Bloodline?" Damian would ask. Finn would chime in and provide his two sense, Dominik being too confused and upset to even say anything. But Rhea just shook her head and ignored them as well. "If you're gonna believe some sneak who has no clue what they're talking about then you're no better than them." She would say.

After having those conversations though, you and Rhea had your usual secret meet-up in a tech closet backstage. You sat in her lap, Rhea's fingers drawing gentle patterns on your arms as you talked about the conversations each group was having. "I don't get it's even an issue." You mumbled to her, and Rhea sighed in frustration along with you.

"It doesn't," she assured you. "They're all too controlling for their own good." Rhea titled your face up to look at you sadly. "This doesn't change anything for me though, okay?" She assured you. "I'm not going anywhere."

You nodded at her words, your foreheads leaning together as you sat in comfortable silence. After some time though, Rhea giggled at you and you stared at her in confusion. "I'm glad our pain is funny." You mumbled, making her laugh again.

Rhea lifted your face and held your cheeks as she smirked. "I have an idea." She told you.

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Originally you thought Rhea was insane; was she truly going to just...expose your relationship? After The Bloodline and The Judgement Day were already butting heads? The thought made you just slightly nauseous but you had to trust her. Rhea already had a plan, and you just needed to sit back and let it happen.

You had a huge match that night against Bayley, and it was going to determine whether you were going to get the championship match you'd been dying for. Not only were you itching for that opportunity but your cousins had been down your throat about it.

Nothing about that match was easy; not only were you fighting Bayley, but Io and Dakota were trying to make everything that much difficult. They kept interfering, distracting you, doing anything they could to give Bayley the upper hand. It didn't work though, and you came out on top in arguably one of the biggest matches of your career so far. Not only that, but you did it without your cousin. You proved that you don't need them, and you hoped they could finally realize that.

As you stood in the ring celebrating your big win, Rhea's music hit and she was slowly making her way down the ramp. With both of you still in character, she stared at you with the same shit-eating grin she always had on her face and you watched at her with the intense stare you'd mastered from watching your cousins. Rhea took her time getting up into the ring and she stood across from you. She slowly inched closer and you tried to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of your lips but it was nearly impossible.

Before you knew it, her hands were on your hips and she was pulling you into a passionate kiss. The audience went wild, and you know both your cousins and Rhea's partners were backstage going absolutely mad. But you didn't care; all you needed in this moment was Rhea, and for the first time in a long time things felt...okay. All because you didn't need to hide anymore.

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"Y/N, what the hell do you think this is? A game?" Jimmy asked you. As soon as you got backstage with Rhea, your cousins led you into your locker room while The Judgement Day began pestering Rhea. You sat on the couch as your cousins and Paul stood in front of you; your family watched you in anger, while the Wise Man was in disbelief.

You crossed your arms before answering Jimmy. "I never said this was a game." You said. "I don't get why this is such a big deal! We wouldn't have this issue if you guys would just let us do what we wanted to do!"

Paul moved to sit across from you. He was someone who always tried to butter you up and appeal to your senses, but he wasn't going to win this. "It's not that we don't want you to." He said softly. "Your cousins want you to be happy. The Tribal Chief wants you to be happy." You rolled her eyes and looked away from Paul. "But being happy is not always what's best for your tribe."

Paul's words made your blood boil. "Well sometimes the tribe doesn't always need to come first." You said, standing up and grabbing your bag. "We'll talk about this later. But just so you guys know, I'm not giving up on Rhea just because you guys can't get along with The Judgement Day." Before anyone else could say anything, you left the room and walked to the parking lot where Rhea was waiting for you at her rental.

She looked up from where she leaned against the side of the car, and she immediately wrapped her arms around you in a hug. "The boys finished your tongue lashing?" Rhea teased softly.

You chuckled against her neck and breathed in her scent. "More like I cut it short." You mumbled, pulling back to give her a kiss. "I take it your boys weren't thrilled either?"

Rhea hummed and gave you another kiss. "They'll survive." She chuckled. "I'm done talking about them though. Tonight's about us." She opened the car door for you, and for the first time since being with Rhea you felt like things were normal...even if your respective factions were anything but thrilled.

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specialinterestshows · 4 months ago

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De-stress and re-stress in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic, Absolute Smokeshow.

Warnings for this section: Anxiety, dirty talk, spanking, teasing, tickling, tearing of clothes, praise, biting, choking, collaring, possessive sex, parasocial interactions, social anxiety

Absolute Smokeshow (Part 76 of ?): Dom Dom

The next morning, you said your goodbyes, called out of work, and filled your tank with gas before starting your long trek back home. Merging onto the highway, you hummed along to the music to try and shake your anxiety about having used your last sick day when you weren’t even sick.

The drive back would take most of the day, meaning you couldn’t ease your anxiety in the usual way. As the road stretched out in front of you, you decided it was best to occupy your thoughts with something less stressful; and what better way than remembering what you did last night?

“So, NXT North American Champion: how do you really want to celebrate?” Rhea had asked Dom as soon as the three of you were back at the hotel.

He looked away, blushing already, and muttered something neither one of you heard.

“Speak. Up.” Rhea’s tone was firm.

“I… I want, um, both of you to dom me,” he admitted, causing an immediate wordless exchange between you and Rhea.

She raised an eyebrow: “You up for it?”

You smiled shyly and nodded: “I want to, but I might need a little help.”

Dom missed your silent conversation entirely, looking back to see the both of you smiling.

“I think we should have our little boytoy do a striptease for us,” your girlfriend suggested with a smirk, looking your way, “Don’t you?”

“He’s so shy,” you respond, carefully gauging his reaction, “How do we know he’ll do it?”

“Easy: we don’t let him come unless he puts on the best show he can for us,” Rhea chuckled, watching Dom start to get hard before finally addressing him directly, “That means lap dances too, bitch.”

“Yes, Mami,” he breathed before turning to look at you, “And, uh, what should I call you?”

Rhea turned to await your response as well.

Not many titles sprang to mind, but there was one that seemed comfortable the more you thought about it.

“Call me Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Dom replied excitedly.

“Well don’t just stand there,” Rhea told him, tapping her phone to turn on slow, sultry music, “Strip.”

Dom still seemed hesitant, face turning red, so you decided to encourage him. You stood, reaching out and grabbing his hand to help pull him up to his feet as well.

“We all know you look better without any clothes,” you said, grabbing onto his vest roughly, “Don’t keep us waiting.”

“Yes, Mistress, sorry, Mistress,” he replied, trying to hurriedly remove his clothes when you let go before Rhea stopped him.

“Slowly,” she ordered, moving his hips to the beat for him before he took over, “There’s my good boy.”

Watching Dom strip, you were surprised when Rhea gently pulled you down onto the bed to sit next to her. She gave you a kiss and you giggled, watching her coax a now half-naked Dominik toward the two of you with one finger.

“Show your Mistress what you can do,” Rhea instructed, giving his ass a hard slap as he turned to straddle you.

Dom getting flustered and blushing was something you had grown to expect - but what you didn’t realize was that you were now in that same position, unsure whether or not you should touch him or where as your face grew steadily warmer.

Noticing your pause, Dom gingerly lifted your hands and set them on his chest as his slight muscles continued to ripple with the movement of his torso. You slid one hand over to play with his nipple as the other moved down and traced the words inked across his rib cage. He whimpered at the pinch and then giggled at the light touch down his side.

“Oh, are you ticklish there?” you ask, pulling your hand back as he instinctively covers his tender skin, and adjusts his underwear, as you smirk, “Good to know.”

“Mami’s turn,” Rhea giggles, snapping the elastic on Dom’s boxers and watching him jump.

Before he could move onto her lap himself, she had grabbed and lifted him onto her with one fluid motion, as if he didn’t weigh a thing. Marveling at your girlfriend’s strength, you watched Dom try to give her a lap dance while she ran her tongue up his chest before sucking and biting on his nipples.

Her need to dominate him was carnal and you were practically drooling watching the two of them. A small, involuntary moan escaped your lips when you watched Rhea rip and tear his underwear off, teeth sunk deep into Dom’s shoulder as he whimpered frantically.

“Good boy,” she growled, shoving him down onto the bed, “Now let your Mistress enjoy you while Mami gets her strap.”

Looking up at you, Dom laid naked and awaiting your orders - or perhaps simply your touch. Before anything else, you remove your clothes, relishing the way he watched you. Then, pinning both hands above his head, you straddle and grind against him, leaning in for a kiss. Your other hand closes around his throat, making him moan and whine against your lips.

“You’re so much fun to play with pretty boy,” you whispered into Dom’s ear, giving his throat a squeeze before releasing him to hear his reply.

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“Mami’s back,” Rhea sang, elongating the last word. Turning around, the sight of your girlfriend wearing nothing but a strap-on greeted you, making you forget for a moment that you were domming. The items in her hand barely registered until she addressed you.

“Put this on him,” Rhea said, handing you Dom’s collar, “Keeps him deep in sub space.”

You nodded, doing as she suggested. Dom raised his head off the bed to let you secure the collar, looking deep into your eyes as he did. The change when you collared him was immediate, his expression relaxing, eyes dizzy with desire.

A squelch made you turn to Rhea again as you held Dom by the ring in his collar. Lube glistened on the tip of her strap and the palm of one hand as she closed the bottle with the other.

“Make room for Mami on the bed, darling,” Rhea told you, smile widening at the noise he made when you pulled Dom up as well.

Your girlfriend was sat down on the bed, ordering Dom to come closer. Once he was within arm’s reach, Rhea made him turn around before gently applying the lube and stretching him out with her fingers. Dom squirmed and whined as you approached him, slowly pressing your naked body against his when you leaned in to kiss Rhea.

“Now, Dom-Dom, be a good boy and sit on my strap,” she commanded as soon as her lips were free again, “Take it as deep as it’ll go.”

“Yes, Mami,” he whimpered as she removed her fingers, wiping them off on his discarded shirt.

The ease with which Dom took the toy inside of him was impressive as he bit his lip, slightly muffling the noises he made as he followed orders. Rhea had her strap buried deep inside him rather quickly.

“Your ass is mine,” she growled in his ear, “But your Mistress is going to be fucking you too” - she spoke to you now - “Go ahead and sit on his pathetic little dick; we’re going to use this fucktoy the way he was meant to be used.”

Rhea leaned back on her elbows as she watched you approach. You had the lube with you, squirting a bit in your hand to make sure Dom was slick enough. He whined at your touch, then louder when you turned around and teased him with a bit of grinding before taking all of him inside you.

Once you started riding Dom, Rhea began thrusting, creating a ripple effect with the momentum she gathered until you barely had to move your hips anymore.

“Mami… Mistress… You both feel… so good,” Dominik moaned underneath you.

Trying to keep your balance, you reached out on either side of you; one hand finding Rhea’s and the other touching Dom’s as the three of you continued undulating together with every thrust Rhea gave.

“Are you going to come for us, love?” she asked Dom as his moans grew more desperate.

A gentle caress of your hip.

Nails digging into your skin.

You stopped keeping track of who was doing or saying what, lost in how good you felt until you came, hard.

Once the roads and signs became more familiar, you started to feel the many miles you’ve traveled and few stops you’ve taken in your aching muscles. When you finally pulled up to your building, a wave of anxiety hit as you remembered one of the comments you had read the other day.

“I think she lives in my same apartments?”

You parked and shut off your car as quickly as you could, double-checking to make sure the doors were locked and headlights were off before scanning the parking lot and nearby apartments for movement. Seeing none, you popped open your glove compartment and pulled out the cloth mask you kept inside. Once your mask was secure, you felt your way through your bag, hands closing around a hat that would hopefully also help hide your identity.

The hasty disguise would have to do, you thought as you glanced at your reflection in the rear view mirror.

The sound of your own footsteps startled you in your paranoia as you hurried from your car to your door, luggage in tow.

Once you were at your door, you fumbled with your keys, dropping them in your hurry. Cursing your nerves, you bent over to pick up your keys. A jolt of fear coursed through you when you suddenly heard someone laughing. Your first instinct was to freeze, but the laughter turned to talking as the voice approached.

You let your muscle memory take over, unlocking the door and pulling in your bags before closing and locking the door. Listening as intently as you could with your rapid heartbeat pounding in your ears, you caught a bit of the conversation as whoever it was passed by.

“Come on, what are we even doing here? Just because she’s dating her, doesn’t mean Rhea is going to be hanging out around here.”

You felt lightheaded.

Maybe you should find another place to stay for a while, you thought, trembling as you slid the deadbolt shut.

[end part seventy-six of ?]

Part 77: “Un Poco De Azúcar”

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fan-fantasies · 1 year ago

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Learn to Love (p.2)

A/N: hope you all enjoy the next part! I’m working on part 3 which will probably be the final one, just trying to figure out where to go with it.

Pairing: Rhea x Reader

Warnings: swearing maybe?

Part one // final part

Rhea was antsy the entire flight; she couldn’t wait for it to end and to get to the hotel. She didn’t want to prove you right and separate you from Shayna but she needed to talk to you.

So when the flight ended, she found you immediately after everyone got off.

“Hey! Can we share a ride to the hotel?” She asked, speeding up to get next to you.

“Actually Shayna and I are gonna catch a cab,” you said.

“I’m sure we can find a big enough one for all of us,” Shayna offered, oblivious to the tension between the two of you.

Rhea couldn’t let you get away that easily.

“Yeah, that would be great!” She forced a smile.

The three of you had no problem finding a ride to the hotel but you chose to sit next to Shayna rather than Rhea. Shayna was chatting away, but it was hard to focus with Rhea’s intense stare settled on you.

“Did you wanna grab something to eat after we train?” Shayna asked, grabbing your attention.

“You already trained this morning,” Rhea said, beating you to an answer.

“Well like you said, I have to push myself more and she offered to help me with some submission moves,” you told her.

“Shouldn’t you maybe ask your partner for help?” She asked, adding a chuckle to play it off.

“You're more than welcome to join us; we can all learn from each other,” Shayna said.

“Sounds good to me!”

“Sure, why not,” you mumbled. “And then we can get dinner after. I’m sure you have plans with Dominik.”

“Actually, I don’t,” Rhea said with a smirk. “More time to bond!”

She could tell she was getting under your skin but she wouldn’t let up. Shayna was looking between the two of you curiously.

“It’s a plan then,” Shayna smiled awkwardly.

You arrived at the hotel and agreed to meet Shayna at the training center that was down the road. You just wanted to throw your stuff in your room and get on with it, but you knew Rhea wouldn’t let it be that easy.

“Can we talk before we go?” She asked immediately as you entered your shared room.

“For starters, we shouldn’t even be going anywhere at all. I tell you to stop isolating me so now you just have to include yourself in whatever I’m doing? I don’t get it,” you huffed.

“I wanted to apologize and show you that I’m not the horrible monster you think I am,” she said, grabbing your arm to get your attention.

“I don’t think you’re a monster, you just enjoy making my life more difficult and I don’t know why,” you sighed, pausing to look at her.

“I don’t know why either, it’s just how it comes out.”

“And what is ‘it’ exactly? What is so hard for you to express to me?” You asked. Rhea released you and ran a hand through her hair.

“I’m not sure exactly. I think I’m a little intimidated,” she admitted.

“By me? You have no reason to be intimidated by me when you’re as incredible as you are,” you told her.

“Well I really appreciate that,” she said with a soft smile. There was more she wanted to tell you but she clammed up.

“So can we just move forward then?” You practically pleaded.

“I’d like that.”

“Good- now I believe we have some training to do,” you said.

You both got ready and headed down to the training center. Shayna was already there when you arrived and you noticed she was talking with Dom.

“Not gonna go rip her head off for talking to him?” You asked jokingly. Rhea gave you an annoyed look. Dom said something and Shayna nodded, seemingly to agree with whatever he said. She jogged over with a big smile on her face.

“So, I was thinking I could watch the two of you spar and kinda help from the outside. What better way to learn about your partner than to figure out their strengths and weaknesses?” She said.

“I guess that makes sense,” you shrugged. You were nervous, knowing Rhea was a brute in the ring. You knew you had just made up but you weren’t sure if there was any remaining anger she planned on taking out on you.

Rhea, on the other hand, was nervous for a completely different reason. She hadn’t been that close to you before and she didn’t think she’d be able to focus.

You did a quick warm up before squaring up with Rhea. Shayna challenged the two of you to try to go for submissions only (safely of course). Rhea was used to being a powerhouse and this involved more finesse.

The two of you began and you were better than she expected- not that she thought you were bad she just figured since you were new she’d be able to get the upper hand.

You put your all into the training and something deep down felt right about being so close and physical with Rhea. You were actually enjoying having her hands on you and it made your mind wander- you wouldn’t mind submitting to her in a different context.

“Focus!” Shayna called out, bringing you back to reality. You shook your head as if it was an etch-a-sketch to clear your thoughts.

Rhea lunged at you but you dodged her, managing to land yourself on her back. You went for a chokehold but she flipped you over and onto your back, knocking the air out of you.

“Shit! Sorry, force of habit. Are you okay?” She asked, kneeling next to you.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you coughed, sitting up next to her.

“I think we’ll call it a day,” she suggested. You nodded in agreement and Shayna came over.

“Dinner then?” You asked, looking at her.

“About that…I’m not feeling too hot right now but you guys go ahead!” She insisted.

Before you could even ask her what was wrong, she hurried off to grab her things and was out the door.

“How about we just order room service?” Rhea offered.

“Yeah that sounds good.”

She stood up and began to walk to your things but you sat there- her slam still having you reeling.

“You coming?” She asked.

“In a minute,” you sighed, laying back down. She couldn’t help but chuckle looking at you. She went over and scooped you up, making you shriek.

She set you down next to your stuff and turned around.

“Hop on,” she said.

“Excuse me?” You asked, thinking you misheard her.

“I’ll give you a lift back to the hotel,” she said.

You shook your head before wrapping your arms around her and jumping. She caught your legs with ease and adjusted you so you were more comfortable. She grabbed both of your things and headed back to the hotel.

People on the street were giving you weird looks and it made you laugh. Hearing your joy made Rhea smile as well.

Once back in your room, she set you gently on one of the beds.

“I’m gonna take a quick shower,” she said.

“Is that an invite?” You joked like she had the night before.

“I mean…I wouldn’t mind the company,” she said with a wink. You weren’t expecting that response and if flustered you more than you cared to admit.

“I’ll um…I’ll just go after,” you mumbled, refusing to look at her.

“Look at the menu then and decide what you want, yeah? I’ll order when I’m out,” she said, closing the bathroom door behind her.

You grabbed the menu and stared at it for what felt like forever but nothing was computing. Your brain was more focused on the gorgeous naked woman on the other side of the door. You wondered what she would do if you did join her.

You had to stop thinking like that! One afternoon with Rhea’s hands on your body and you felt like a horny teenager. You chalked it up to the tension between the two of you being channeled in a different way. Yeah, that had to be it, right?

“Did you decide?” She asked, making you jump. You looked up and your eyes widened. She was in a towel and nothing more.

“What?” Was all you could come up with. She looked at you with a smirk.

“Did you decide what you want to eat?” She asked, slowly stalking toward you.

“Yes…” You had decided, it just wasn’t something on the menu.

“Good! What is it?” She asked, grabbing the menu from you.

“Oh um…a turkey BLT is fine,” you said, thinking you had seen one on the menu.

“Sounds delicious; I’ll order it,” she said. You simply nodded and rushed off toward the bathroom.

Rhea noticed the way you were looking at her but she didn’t want it to go to her head- she could be wrong after all.

She ordered the food and turned the tv on to pass the time while you showered. She heard the water turn off before she heard you curse.

“Uh, Rhea?” You called, opening the door slightly.

“Yeah, love?”

“Could you grab me a towel? I forgot one,” you squeaked.

She went over to the closet and grabbed you one, handing it to your outstretched arm.

“Thank you!”

You hurried to wrap it around yourself before stepping out to grab your clothes. You didn’t expect Rhea to still be standing outside the door when you opened it. You stood toe to toe for a moment before making eye contact with her. She looked like she could eat you alive in that moment. You swallowed hard, your chest rising quickly with nervous breaths- something she noticed.

The tension broke when there was a knock at the door.

“That’ll be dinner,” she said, not breaking eye contact. You just nodded, holding your towel tighter. She finally backed away to go answer the door. You snatched your clothes from your bag and ran back to the bathroom.

You had to calm down. It was just Rhea. And just because you were at each others throats didn’t mean she felt anything else toward you.

You took a deep breath before going back out.

She had your food sitting on the same bed as she was on so you figured she wanted you to join her. You sat next to her and dug into your food, not realizing how hungry you were. You ate in silence which you appreciated. Once you were finished, you threw out your trash and went to turn the light off.

“Did you want to watch a movie before bed?” She asked.

“Yeah, why not?”

“You can pick,” she said, holding out the remote for you. “You can sit in my bed if you want, it’s closer to the tv.”

“Oh, sure.”

You grabbed the remote and got settled in her bed. You settled on a movie you’d seen a few times so you didn’t have to focus too much. You could feel the heat radiating off of her body and it was oddly comforting. It didn’t take long for you to drift off to sleep. Rhea didn’t mind, however, she just let you curl against her and covered you with a blanket. She fell asleep not too long after you, with you wrapped in her arms.

The sunlight was what woke you the following morning. Your eyes squinted open and you noticed that your bed was untouched. The next thing you noticed was the strong arm wrapped around your midsection. Rhea was breathing softly in your ear and it sent a chill down your spine. You didn’t want to move…so you didn’t.

You snuggled back in against Rhea and sighed happily.

“Someone woke up in a good mood,” you heard from behind you.

“Slept pretty well,” you chuckled.

“One thing’s for sure, Vince can’t say we’re not close now,” she snorted.

“I don’t think this is what he had in mind,” you laughed.

“No? Don’t think he imagined us in bed together?” She said. You knew she was joking but it still made your heart skip a beat. He may not have imagined it but someone else sure had. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Huh? Just lost in thought is all,” you tried to play it cool.

“Care to share them with me?” She asked.

“Just nervous about the show tonight is all,” you lied. The two of you had a contenders match tonight and it was your tag team debut.

“Hey,” she said, rolling you over, “we’re gonna kill it, okay. Nothing to worry about, sweetheart.”

“O-okay,” you whispered, staring up into her gorgeous eyes. Neither of you said anything for a minute and your heart was beating out of your chest.

You thought you noticed her lean in slightly, but whatever was going to happen was interrupted by her phone going off. She let out a small sigh and reached for her phone.

“The guys are asking us to breakfast, you in?” She asked.

“I’m invited?” She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“Yes, you’re invited.”

“Then I’d love to,” you said with a smile. You sat there for a moment more just admiring her as she typed on her phone. You tried to play off the butterflies in your stomach as hunger, but deep down you knew better.

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mamisfavmosher · 1 year ago

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JD SMUT CELEBRATING DOMS NA TITLE

thank you for the request!

Anything for the New Champion // reader x poly! judgment day (*)

SMUT - MINORS DNI

warnings: smut, language, double penetration, anal, probably more

Readers POV

Boos filled the arena as Dominik was handed his new North American Championship. Rhea, Finn, Damien, and I rushed into the ring to surround Dom in a group hug, excitedly jumping around and hyping him up. We made our way backstage after showing off to the fans and bragging about Dom's victory, quickly rushing into our dressing room.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, showering his face with little kisses while Rhea hugged his waist, peppering kisses on his neck and shoulders. Damien took the time to ruffle Dom's hair real quick before planting a kiss on top of his head.

"All right, champ, let's take this to the hotel room." Finn said with a chuckle, grabbing his keys and ushering the bundle of us out of the dressing room.

The car ride back to the hotel room was filled with giggles, proud smiles, warm touches, and lots of kisses. Dom was sat in the middle seat of the back row, Rhea and I on either side of him taking turns showing him our affection. When we made it back to the hotel, we hurried up to the room. Unlocking the door and walking in, Finn immediately moved Dom over to the bed and pushed him to lay down on it. Rhea laid down next to Dom so that she could easily access his neck, quickly getting to work on making her marks.

"Mami..." He craned his neck to look at Rhea and gave her a smile. "Easy." His attempt at slowing her actions only made her attack on his neck harder with her teeth, biting and bruising the skin.

"Sorry, Dom Dom. We're just so proud of you," She smirked. "Gotta make sure everyone knows you're our champion." Rhea leaned up to kiss him deeply on the lips.

"She's right, Dom. You made us very proud tonight." Damien smiled at him. "So, tonight you get whatever you want."

"Yeah, anything for the new champion." I said and sweetly kissed his cheek.

"You guys mean it? Anything I want?" Dom asked with raised eyebrows and a huge grin.

"Anything at all, buddy." Finn answered as we all chuckled and laughed at Dom's surprise.

"So, what's the plan, champion? What do you want us to do?" I asked, combing my fingers through his soft mullet and slowly kissing the other side of his neck that Rhea wasn't occupying. He took a second to think about the offer and his face instantly lit up.

"Well, there is something I've been wanting to try..." He gently pulled away from Rhea and I and shifted so that he was sitting on his knees between us. "But only if you two are okay with it. Just tell me no if you don't like the idea." He gave us a serious look and we nodded. "I really wanna try double penetrating you both. Like taking turns, maybe?" Dom looked at us for approval and we both smirked at him.

"Sounds good to me. Mami?" I said, turning to look at her. She sighed, rolling her eyes at the thought of anal. Regardless of the fact that she had done anal plenty of times and had enjoyed herself, it still wasn't her favorite way to go about fucking. She always preferred to be the one in charge.

"Fine. But only if I get a turn putting my strap in her, too!" Rhea responded. Dom happily agreed and eagerly got undressed, the rest of us following suit.

Damien and Finn laid down on the bed, stroking themselves as they waited for Rhea and I. Mami kissed Dom on the lips before leading the way and situating herself onto Damien's cock. I followed behind, slowly sinking onto Finn's cock. The four of us were a bundle of moans and whimpers waiting on Dom as he stroked himself in his hand, taking in the scene before him.

"Hurry up, Dom Dom!" Rhea said while pushing her hips back to make a point.

"Alright, alright." He chuckled before thrusting into Mami, both of them letting out loud moans. I whimpered at the sight and attempted to rock my hips against Finn, practically begging him to move.

"Not yet, love. Gotta wait for the champion." Finn smirked, but slyly snuck a finger down to rub at my clit. I sat on Finn's dick for what felt like forever until Dom finally pulled out of Rhea and scooted over to Finn and I. I felt him position himself behind me, quickly thrusting in. Finn started rocking his hips up into me at the same time and I couldn't help the sounds escaping my throat. The pleasure was intense as both cocks thrusted in and out at different speeds.

Rhea moved off of Damien after they both orgasmed and started attaching her strap-on to her hips. Dom was on the verge of finishing when Rhea told him to wait. I whined as he pulled out of me, but quickly got excited again when Rhea positioned me on top of her, rubbing the tip of the toy through my folds.

"Ready, Dom Dom? We're gonna fill her up at the same time." She smiled sweetly at the two of us. Not long after, I felt Dom behind me again and both cocks pushed into me, stretching my holes. It didn't take long for Dom's hips to stutter, filling me with his release as Rhea still rutted her hips into me. "Close, baby?" She asked and I nodded my head, moaning her praise. Dom reached around me and toyed at my clit, my orgasm approaching quickly after. The two carefully pulled out of me and chuckled as I flopped onto the bed.

"Well, champ? How was it?" Finn asked Dominik who had a big grin on his face.

"I should become a champion more often." He smirked and the rest of us laughed, Damien ruffling his hair. The rest of the night was spent cuddling in bed and admiring Dom, who was modeling his new champion belt for us.

Sorry this took so long!

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All Yours

summary:you were Dominik’s 24 year old sister,trying to take things easy. He finally lets you hang out with his friends in the Judgement Day and you get a little too close to..Rhea.

word count:1,904

You were getting out the shower and putting on your undergarments,along with your hygiene products. You heard your phone ring and picked it up,answering. “Yes Dominik I’m almost ready” “Well hurry up,I let myself in and me & rhea are waiting” “Ok ok” you sighed and hung up. Slipping on your black jean shorts and a Judgement day shirt,grabbing your black jacket and spraying on some perfume before running downstairs.

“There she is,Hi darling” Rhea spoke with her accent,smiling. You smiled back and waved,grabbing your bag. “Well are we just gonna sit here or go eat?” you spoke and stared at the both of them,as they got up and walked with you to the car. You sat in the backseat and to your surprise Rhea sat next to you. You had the biggest crush on her and she could tell,but played innocent. She decided to lay her head on your shoulder,making you smile and play with her soft black hair.

You arrived at the restaurant,finding the table were the couple Finn and Priest were waiting. “Hi guys!” you spoke and smiled,giving them both a small hug as you sat down. Rhea decided to sit next to you and snuck her hand under the table,resting it on your thigh and looking at you for any signs of discomfort. Instead,you were smiling like an idiot and trying to not focus on it. You ordered your food and drink,scrolling through your phone silently after. “Well (your name),how’s the new house?” Priest asked,taking his drink as they finally arrived. You smiled at the waitress taking your drink,finally speaking. “Well it’s going great actually. Besides the fact that I let Dominik have a key so he just barges in whenever he wants,but it’s really nice and spacious.” “Maybe we can all visit after dinner” Finn suggested and you nodded,giggling at Dominik’s face as he seemed annoyed at your comment.

Meanwhile Rhea was slowly moving her hand up your thigh,trying to get a reaction out of you. She finally did when she reached close to your pussy,making you squeeze your legs shut as she smiled. You realized no one else noticed and looked at her,whispering to her,”Rhea what the fuck was that” “Nothing sweetheart,I can stop if you want” she whispered back. You thought for a moment and realized how badly you wanted this,ever since you first met her through the phone and backstage. “You can continue but please be careful” you whispered,making her smile. She continued rubbing your thigh throughout the whole dinner,driving you crazy.

You all decided to go back to your place and relax,Rhea planned on spending the night tho and Dominik was a bit suspicious but didn’t say anything. You were currently sitting between Rhea and Priest,watching a horror movie. You hated them but this wasn’t as bad so you watched it all the way through. You then decided to play some board games and your favorite Uno. You had just one for the 3rd time in a row and you could tell everyone was irritated. “God damnnit! you win every time” “She’s too good this is unfair” Finn said pouting,making Priest chuckle. “You guys just gotta get better,but i’m really tired right now” you said yawning,Rhea also yawning. “Welp my wife is calling so that’s my queue to go! I’ll call in the morning” he spoke standing up,leaving a kiss on your forehead. “Night Dom” Rhea said smiling as he gave her a hug,being the first one to leave. Priest and Finn then followed,leaving you and Rhea to yourselves.

Rhea smiled and got up,wrapping her arms around your waist paying close attention for any discomfort. She’s so observant and gentle,it warmed your heart. She lifted you up making you laugh and carried you upstairs to your room,placing you on the floor. “I’m gonna go shower now love,you should too” she said,staring at you while also getting lost in your pretty brown eyes. You smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek,closing the door so you could undress and shower. You could tell that you two had chemistry,ever since y’all had first met. The constant flirting and looks she would give you backstage at shows,always trying to make you nervous or flustered.

You took your clothes off and hopped in the shower,letting the hot water run over your body for a moment before washing your body. You had curly hair compared to Dominik so you decided to wash it while you were in there. Once out the shower and dry,you put leave in conditioner and a bit of oil in your hair. Stepping out of the room in your towel,you began getting dressed. Slipping on some underwear and black laced pajamas,you were comfortable enough with Rhea to not wear a bra. You sat on the bed and heard Rhea entering the room,wearing nothing but a sports bra and shorts. You smiled as she crawled into the bed,laying between your thighs. You played with her hair while she kissed on your stomach,tracing your stomach tattoos.

You two had made eye contact as she was doing this and she slid her way up your body,stopping at your face. You looked at her lips and couldn’t help yourself,leaning in kissing her. She returned the energy holding onto your thighs,not wanting to let go of the kiss she’d been dying for. She pulled you closer to her and looked your shirt,noticing you had your nipples pierced. She smiled and took advantage of that,sliding her free hand up your shirt playing with your nipple and piercing. You gasped and arched slightly at the sudden action,letting out small whimpers as she kissed up and down your neck,finding and biting your sweet spot making you moan. She got up and went to the guest room to grab something,coming back with a strap and a tongue piercing.

You looked at the tongue piercing confused and she smiled,”It vibrates my love” she said as she finished changing her tongue jewelry,placing herself between your thighs,sliding your shorts and underwear off. She pressed the piercing directly on your clit,making you gasp and grip her hair. Your back arched as you moaned and squirmed as she had you sorta pinned at the hips. “F-Fuck Rhea..” you whispered through moans,as she continued while you grind against her face. She was enjoying every bit of this,smiling against your clit as she began sucking on it making you squeal. You pushed yourself up the bed and she pulled you back down,making you whimpered as she smiled against your cunt.

She gave it one last kiss before kneeling on the bed,attaching the strap as she hovered over you. She wrapped her hand around your throat and pulled you into a deep kiss,slowly entering you making you moan into the kiss. She gave you time to adjust and began slowly pushing herself in and out of you,making you throw your head back in pleasure. She noticed you had a mirror in front of your bed and smiled,continuing the actions before lifting you up and making you face the mirror. “Cmon pretty girl,look at yourself for me” she spoke with her accent,sliding herself back in you and pounding the shit out of you. You couldn’t do anything but moan and whimper,avoiding eye contact with her through the mirror. She pressed down on your back making you arch and gripped your thick hair,pulling your hair back. “I said look at yourself doll.” she spoke in a stern tone,as you watched her fuck the absolute shit out of you. Her short black hair moving with each thrust,some pieces sticking to her face from sweat. She was absolutely beautiful no matter what she was doing,which turned you on even more. She let go of your hair and wrapped her hand around your throat,making sure you were still watching her through the mirror.

“R-Rhea please keep going..” “Right here hm?” “Yes please!” you squealed out as she rammed into your g spot,making her giggle. She used her free hand to pin your arms behind your back,still choking you. You finally took time to notice the hickeys left on your skin,knowing your brother would kill you in the morning. “Oh baby you look so pretty for me,tell me who do you belong to hm?” she whispered in your ear,making you weak. You didn’t answer so she moved the hand off your arms/wrists,giving you a slap on your ass. You yelped,”Answer me when i’m talking to you slut. Now who do you belong to?” “Y-You mommy fuck!” you managed to yelp out between moans,squirming due to the fact that you were reaching your climax. She noticed and used her now free hand to massage your clit,”Go ahead and cum for me like the slut you are princess.” she whispered with her accent showing a bit more towards the end,sending you over the edge as you climaxed.

She noticed her fingers were wet and smiled,licking her fingers and grabbing your hair. She drug you gently changing your position sideways,as she kneeled in front of you still in front of the mirror. She removed the strap,”Please your mommy doll,you deserve it” she said giving you a small slap to the side of your face. You immediately slip her shorts off noticing she had no underwear on and began eating her out. She moaned softly and pulled your face closer,almost suffocating you. You didn’t care,if you died you’d be happy right now honestly. You swirled circles around on her clit as she began basically riding your face for more. “God princess you’re doing so good for me..right there doll” when she said this,your legs got weak. You loved being praised and she took note of that. She ran her finger across your cheeks and grabbed your jaw,pulling you towards her. “Open up for me doll” she told you as you opened your mouth,letting her spit it in.

You went back to eating her out,giving her clit the most attention begging to get an orgasm out of her. She began breathing heavy and stuttering with her words,letting you know she was close. “F-Fuck keep going baby..” she whispered out between breaths as she finally came all over your face. You immediately licked everything up and looked up at her,smiling. She leaned down and pulled you into a deep kiss once again.

/After\

She made you a warm bath,even tho it was 2:30 in the morning. She washed your body off along with hers,kissing your forehead and praising you on how good you did for her. Once she got done washing you two off,she let you get dressed in something comfortable while she did as well. She ended up just sleeping in your bed instead of going back to the guest room.

You finally got what you wanted and that was her,you were happy.

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