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[judgementdaysunshine]

hello! Do you mind if I request some cuddling with rhea headcanons? Take your time sweetie! 💓

Cuddling headcanons for Rhea

She always melts whenever she has you in her arms

Whenever she comes home from being on the road, the two of you always have skin to skin while pressed together under the covers

She always holds you in her arms whenever you are on your period using her hands to gently rub your belly and keep it warm all at once

Every time you have a hard day from work or your depression acts up, she pulls you into her arms with music playing in the background that makes the worries seep out of you

Even when you tell her not to kiss you or anything when you're really sick she does it anyway, she keeps an eye on you while you are tucked in her arms asleep or watching tv

She always pulls you to her after having sex once the two of you shower and eat, that's how the two of you always fall asleep on those nights of tender and domestic intimacy

As soon as you get teary eyed or begin to cry she is right there with her arms wrapped around you pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and whispering sweetly to you

Once the two of you were in bed out of the shower or bath the two of you were molded together with your head in the crook of her neck listening to each other's heartbeats

Every movie night the two of you are wrapped together whether it's a date night in bed or a movie night with the boys, the two of you are always on the floor or couch stuck together like Velcro from beginning to end

[murdrdocs]

Read all of your Ares works and now I am in a rabbit hole omg 🛐

after receiving this i too had to go look through my ares fics and now im thinking abt ares making twitter porn

[edgerated]

"Oh Dwight, I brought coffee" Natalie smiled as she walked into the department in a pink sundress bringing coffee for Dwight as always even though it was her day off

Looking up only slightly to see her as he was working on a very important case. “Thanks. Might need the extra pick me up today.”

[aritamargarita]

Rita...come back with the milk

im so back

[himbos-hotline]

Himbo!

for smash or pass 90's edge 👀😉🤌

pass but smash for the gender envy

[dominikspunk]

Afraid || Rhea Ripley x Fem Reader

An : I couldn't even edit my asks anymore when it's so annoying. And this took me a while to write this I'm so sorry 😓 @judgementdaysunshine

You been Inlove with your longtime best friend known has Rhea Ripley.

You been friends since childhood and you have never expected to fall inlove with her .

On the other hand Rhea, she also liked you back but hid it cause she thought you wouldn't feel the same about her.

Rumors were spreading that she was seeing someone but Rhea never confirmed it.

You were furious & jealous. The way she flirted with you, the way she always gave you that signature look.

In order to remain calm you had to avoid her at all cost no matter how many people she sends them to make me talk to her.

It was was 2 hours before the show started and obviously everyone is getting ready .

You were in your locker room when you heard a banging loud noise from outside of the door and you knew it was Rhea .

“ Y/n Open the door Now ” Rhea said not stopping until you open the door.

5 minuetes and she hasn't stopped.

You had no choice but to open it .

“ Does your arm not hurt or something. ”

“ When it comes to you, Never. Now you need to explain me why have you been avoiding me for days, you don't even look at me in the eye anymore.”

“ Well I'm sorry, I just have a lot on my mind right now. ”

“ You can't lie to me Y/N I'm not buying it. , what's going on with you, Honestly. ”

“ it's that .. I'm afraid to need you. I'm afraid to lose you permanently. ” You told to Rhea trying to avoid eye contact .

“ What do you mean by that?, I'm always gonna be there for you. ”

“ Rhea.. ever since you been seeing someone you have been completely being weird with me. Are you tired of me , are you replacing me cause it obviously seems like it . ”

But before Rhea was gonna say she got interrupted by Dominik that her match is up in 2 mins .

“ Am I interrupting something?? ” Dominik said

“ No dom you're not. I'll be up in a minute ” Rhea said to him then later he closed the door

“ Y/n, do you really think I'm replacing you and for your information cause your so worried about it , I am not seeing somebody. I have been planning on asking you to be my girlfriend because honestly no one has ever made me feel the way you do. ”

[kyleoreillylover]

Can you please go back to writing for Carmelo🥺🥺 we need it!

Stand on Business

Carmelo Hayes x Fem!Black!Reader

Summary: You think you have no stand in your friends life now that he betrayed Trick and has turned heel, but Carmelo makes it very clear what you mean to him, and stand on business when it comes to you.

tagged: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius @whatdoeseverybodywant @raya-hunter01 @empressdede @judgementdaysunshine @beeposts

a/n: I got you boo <3 not my best work but I hope ya'll like this!!

warnings: cursing, wrestling related violence, a bit of angst, a lil spicy towards the end. Carmelo is 😩

"Fuck!"

Carmelo heard your screams of anger as you came to the back from the ring, your eyes red and tears streaming down your face. He and Trick, who were in conversation, watching the TV, hurried over to you, concern etched on both men's faces as you limped down the hallway.

"Yo, chill out, chill out." Trick went to you first, much to Carmelo's dismay, and went to steady you, but you shrugged him off, your frustration boiling over.

"I can't chill out, Trick! Did you see what happened out there?" you snapped, wiping angrily at your tears. "I had that match won, I had it, and then Tatum interfered and screwed me over!"

You kicked a nearby trash can, sending it clattering across the floor with your good leg, but forgot that your other leg was injured from the match. You winced in pain as the movement aggravated your already sore muscles.

Carmelo rushed to your side, gently placing a hand on your shoulder. "Easy, easy now," he said, his voice calm but firm. You let him guide you back to a nearby bench, where you reluctantly sat down, still seething with anger and frustration.

The night had gone to a complete shit show in your eyes. You lost your title to Lyra, Trick and Carmelo lost the dusty cup finals to Bron and Corbin, and now your leg was fucking throbbing with pain.

Trick slightly pushed past Carmelo to get a closer look at your injured leg. "Damn, that looks bad," he remarked, a sympathetic expression on his face, not seeing Carmelo side eye him as he touched your injured leg. You winced again as Trick's touch sent a jolt of pain through your body.

"Yeah, no shit," you muttered, gritting your teeth against the pain. "I'm sorry you guys lost your matches too. Tonight just… sucked."

Carmelo sighed, crouching down in front of you. "Ay, we good. You gon' get that title back, and Trick…" He turned to Trick with a nod, acknowledging their shared disappointment in the night's events.

"We mighta lost, but you gon' whoop Ilja and win the NXT title tonight, aight?" Carmelo's reassurance brought a small glimmer of hope to your eyes, despite the pain and frustration still coursing through your veins.

"Yeah, you're right," you said, taking a deep breath and trying to push past the negativity. "I'll get my rematch and take back what's mine. And Trick, you better believe I'll be cheering you on tonight. Ilja won't know what hit him."

Trick grinned, a glint of determination in his eyes. "You know how it is. I just wish you were there to cheer me on in person, but I understand you need to take care of that leg." He patted your shoulder before bringing you into a quick hug. "But don't worry, I'll make you proud."

Carmelo's eye twitched as he watched Trick's display of affection towards you, but he quickly composed himself, offering a supportive nod. Trick was acting like a lovesick puppy with you, and it was embarrassing. "That's right, Trick. We got your back no matter what," he said, his tone firm and resolute.

You felt a surge of gratitude towards your friends, despite the disappointment of the night's events. They were always there for you, through the wins and the losses, the highs and the lows. And tonight was no different.

"Thanks, guys," you said, managing a small smile despite the pain throbbing through your leg.

You went to speak again, but the speaker crackled to life, interrupting your conversation. It was the sound of the ring announcer's voice, calling Trick's name as his match was about to begin in 15 minutes.

Trick shot you a determined look before standing up and clapping Carmelo on the back. "You gon' be out there to cheer me on though, right? I need my brother to support me."

Carmelo nodded, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said, his tone filled with confidence. He turned to you, his eyes filled with concern and something else you couldn't quite decipher. "Want me to take you to medical and then walk you back to the bus? I ain't want you getting hurt any worse than you already are."

You gave Carmelo a appreciative smile, butterflies forming in your stomach as he grabbed your arm to help you stand up. "Yeah, that would be great, thanks," you replied, leaning on him for support as you gingerly put weight on your injured leg.

As Carmelo helped you to your feet, you leaned on him for support, grateful for his steadying presence. Trick gave you a thumbs-up before heading off to prepare for his match, leaving you and Carmelo alone in the hallway.

A couple minutes later, your leg was wrapped in a cast, and you were leaning on Melo as he walked you back to the bus.

Carmelo was acting… different, to say the least after his match with Trick. He seemed more protective than usual, and there was a tension in the air that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

As you limped down the hallway with his arm around you, you couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves in your stomach. Maybe it was just the adrenaline from the match, or maybe it was something else entirely.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt too tonight?" You blurted out before you could finish your question, Carmelo cut you off with a small chuckle. "Nah, I'm good, just a little sore from the match. But you, on the other hand…" He glanced down at your injured leg, his expression softening with concern.

"I'm fine, Melo. Seriously." Despite your words, you leaned on Carmelo more heavily, your injured leg protesting with each step. He tightened his grip around you, softly tracing his thumb along your arm, making your skin tingle with awareness. You couldn't help but notice the warmth of his touch, the way his presence seemed to envelop you in a sense of safety and comfort.

As you reached the bus, Carmelo helped you settle into a seat, making sure you were comfortable before taking a seat beside you. The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the sound of the bustling arena fading into the background.

"Thanks for walking me back," you said, breaking the silence. "I appreciate it. Don't think I could have walked here without your help."

Carmelo shrugged nonchalantly, a small smile playing on his lips. "No problem. Just looking out for my friend, you know?"

Friend. The word echoed in your mind, sending a pang of disappointment through you. You had always harbored deeper feelings for Carmelo, feelings you had never dared to voice out loud. But now, as you sat beside him, you couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was a chance for something more.

Before you could dwell on the thought any further, Carmelo leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a hushed tone. "Listen, I know tonight didn't go the way we wanted it to, but I want you promise me something." He paused, his dark eyes locking onto yours, a mixture of determination and something else flickering in their depths.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you met Carmelo's gaze, the intensity of his stare sending a shiver down your spine. "What is it?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper, the air between you suddenly charged with an unspoken tension.

Carmelo's expression softened, a hint of vulnerability and darkness flickering on his features. "Promise me you'll never leave me, no matter what I do, no matter what happens."

His words hung in the air, heavy with emotion and unspoken longing. You searched his eyes, seeing a rawness that mirrored your own hidden desires. Without hesitation, you reached out and took his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his.

"I promise," You whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. "I'll never leave you, Carmelo. No matter what."

A sense of relief washed over Carmelo's face, his features relaxing as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He squeezed your hand tightly, his thumb tracing soothing circles against your skin.

"Thank you," he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. He leaned in closer to you, and you held your breath as he brushed the hair out of your face, his touch gentle and tender. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself in the intensity of his gaze.

But before anything more could happen, the loudspeaker crackled to life once again, announcing Trick's match was about to start. Carmelo reluctantly pulled away, his eyes lingering on yours for a moment longer before he stood up.

"I gotta go support Trick," he said, his voice slightly strained. "But just promise me that you'll always remember what I said, okay?"

You nodded, feeling a sense of warmth spreading through your chest at Carmelo's words. "I won't forget," you promised, watching as he made his way towards the exit of the bus. As he disappeared from view, you couldn't help but feel a surge of hope mingled with uncertainty swirling inside you.

And then that hope turned into anger as you watched him pummel Trick's knee with a chair, beating his best friend to the ground before storming off, leaving Trick writhing in pain.

Shock and betrayal coursed through you as you struggled to comprehend what you had just witnessed. Your mind reeled with conflicting emotions, torn between loyalty to your friend and the undeniable bond you shared with Carmelo.

You watched on the TV as Carmelo sat on the chair he used to pummel Trick, a look of smug satisfaction on his face as Trick writhed in pain.

"I'm the guy, Trick! I'm him! I'm the one for her, not you!" " He shouted, his voice filled with anger and bitterness. He licked his lips at the mention of you, standing up, a fierce determination burning in his eyes.

You felt a shiver run through you as he winked at the camera, no doubt in your mind that it was directed at you. An angel face with a devilish grin, Carmelo smirked at the camera, his gaze piercing through the screen and sending a chill down your spine.

You honestly didn't know what to do. Should you confront Carmelo about what you saw? Should you stand by Trick's side despite the betrayal? The weight of your decisions hung heavy on your shoulders as you watched the chaos unfold on the screen.

Realization suddenly dawned on you as you realized that Carmelo's actions weren't just about Trick or his vendetta against him. They were about you. You were caught in the middle of a rivalry you never asked to be a part of, torn between two friends who both claimed to care about you.

But as you watched Carmelo's cold, calculating demeanor on the screen, you couldn't help but wonder if you truly knew him at all. Was he the loyal friend you thought he was, or was there a darker side to him that you had never seen before?

You snapped out of your stupid as you saw Melo leave the ring, and went to get up, but realized the cast on your leg made it difficult to move. And you didn't have crutches, Carmelo told the docs that he would help you with whatever you needed. Anger flared within you as you realized Carmelo had purposefully withheld the means for you to leave the bus, trapping you there to witness his betrayal unfold on the screen.

You tried to get up anyways, wincing when you put weight on your injured leg. The pain shot through you like a lightning bolt, and you plopped back down onto the seat with a frustrated sigh. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to make sense of everything that had happened.

"Why, Melo?" you whispered to yourself, your voice barely above a hoarse whisper. "Why would you do this?"

But deep down, you already knew the answer. Carmelo's actions spoke volumes, revealing a side of him that you had never seen before.

And as much as it hurt to admit it, you couldn't deny the truth staring you in the face: that you understood where Carmelo was coming from; you could sense the underlying currents of jealousy and possessiveness that had driven him to betray Trick and hurt you in the process. But that didn't make it any easier to accept.

Exactly 10 minutes later, your door handle was being jerked open, but you found yourself unable to look Carmelo in the eye as he entered the bus.

His footsteps were heavy, weighted with guilt and regret — not for hurting Trick, but for possibly hurting you — as he made his way over to you. You could feel his presence looming over you, but you refused to meet his gaze, keeping your eyes fixed on the floor.

"Don't be shy now, baby." Carmelo's voice was soft despite the arrogance laced within it.

He sighed as you refused to acknowledge him, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Look, I know what you saw out there… and I know it probably doesn't make any sense right now. But can you at least look at me?"

"No, get the fuck out of my face, Carmelo," You spat out, finally mustering the strength to meet his gaze. The anger in your eyes burned brightly, mirroring the fire within your chest. "You betrayed Trick, you betrayed me. I don't want to hear your excuses."

"I didn't betray you, I betrayed him!" Carmelo interrupted, his tone defensive. "So you're just gonna turn your back on me too?" he continued, his eyes searching yours for any sign of forgiveness.

You shook your head, your frustration bubbling over. "You think this is about Trick? It's about you, Carmelo! You hurt him, and you hurt me by doing it. I don't even know if you're gonna attack me next either. You've changed, and I don't know who you are anymore."

Carmelo's eyes burned a whole through you at your words. "You really think I would hurt you? That I would betray you?" he questioned, a mixture of anger and hurt flashing across his face.

"Uh, yeah, considering you just attacked Trick and left him writhing in pain," you shot back, your tone dripping with sarcasm. "Here, let me make its easier for you."

You propped your leg on the nearby seat, displaying the cast and the pain etched on your face. "I'm injured, vulnerable, and you use that to trap me here and force me to witness your little display in the ring. Real classy, Carmelo."

"You think I planned for you to get hurt so you could witness that? You think I'm that cruel?" Carmelo's voice softened, genuine concern replacing the defensive tone. He took a step closer, but you held up your hand, signaling for him to stay back.

"Don't act like you care about me now. Whatever we had, it's gone," you declared, your voice firm. "You need to leave, Carmelo. I can't be around someone who would do what you did."

Carmelo scoffed at your words, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "Oh, you gon' act like I never cared about you? After everything we've been through?" he retorted, his frustration boiling over. "You think I did this just for kicks? You mean more to me than you know."

Your heart sped up as he moved closer to you, his eyes boring into yours so intently the it almost felt suffocating. "Stop looking at me like that, Carmelo."

"Like what?" Carmelo's voice was barely above a whisper, his breath warm against your skin as he leaned in closer. You could feel the tension crackling between you, a magnetic pull drawing you closer despite your better judgment.

"Like you don't hate my guts," you replied, your voice shaky but defiant. "You can't just switch gears and expect everything to go back to normal after what you did out there. You attacked Trick, and now you're standing here acting like it's no big deal."

"Because it's not a big deal, not when it comes to him. He was never the one for you, and I needed to make you see that," Carmelo confessed, his eyes searching yours for understanding. "I care about you, more than I should, and seeing you with him… it drove me insane. And I had to do something about it. The only thing I regret is hurting you in the process."

You let out a bitter laugh, disbelief coloring your expression. "You… like me?"

Carmelo smirked at your incredulous reaction. "Yeah, I do. More than I should, and more than I ever intended to admit."

His gaze softened, and he took a step towards you, the tension between you two reaching a breaking point. You couldn't deny the conflicting emotions swirling inside you, a mix of anger, betrayal, and a spark of something else that you didn't want to acknowledge. "And I know you like me too, deep down." His face was mere inches away from yours, his eyes searching for any sign of reciprocation.

Your mind raced as you grappled with the revelation. Despite the anger and betrayal, there was an undeniable attraction between you and Carmelo. The air crackled with tension, and you could feel the pull, drawing you closer to him. His lips were dangerously close to yours, and you felt a magnetic force urging you to bridge the gap.

But the images of Trick writhing in pain on the TV screen flashed in your mind, grounding you in the harsh reality of the situation. You couldn't ignore the hurt he had caused, the trust shattered in a single, calculated act.

"No, Carmelo," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "I can't… I can't just forget what you did. It's not that simple."

Carmelo's expression shifted from desperation to resignation. He sighed, stepping back and running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I know you need some time, and I get that. But don't think I'm giving up on you, on us. I'll give you all the time you need, but don't think for a second that I don't care about you."

You remained silent, processing the whirlwind of emotions that had unfolded in such a short span. Carmelo turned to leave, his footsteps heavy with the weight of the situation. As he reached the door, he paused, casting a final glance in your direction.

"I'm sorry," he said, the words hanging in the air between you. "I never wanted to hurt you. But I'm too selfish to let you go. Just remember that, baby."

The door closed behind him, leaving you alone in the bus with a mix of conflicting emotions. The images of Trick's pain and Carmelo's betrayal played on a loop in your mind. The pain in your leg seemed to pale in comparison to the ache in your heart.

But the fact you still wanted Carmelo made you question your own feelings and judgments. Why do you still find yourself drawn to him despite the hurt he caused? Was there a part of you that couldn't fully let go of the connection you shared?

Only time would be able to tell.

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Over the next few days, you ignored Carmelo's calls and messages, determined to give yourself the space and time needed to process the whirlwind of emotions. The tour continued, each day bringing new challenges and distractions, yet the weight of the recent events lingered in the back of your mind.

Trick, too, had been distant since the incident. The camaraderie that once defined your group seemed to have shattered, leaving an awkward tension hanging in the air. It pained you to see the friendships unravel, all because of a tangled web of emotions and betrayal.

You told all of this to Lash and Jakara, your fellow wrestlers and best friends, the next week at NXT, and you knew they would be honest with you.

"I just… Carmelo's been calling and texting me, and I don't know what to do," you admitted, looking at Lash and Jakarta with a mix of confusion and vulnerability. "I can't shake off what he did, but at the same time, there's this part of me that wants to understand."

Lash and Jakara exchanged glances before Jakara spoke up. "Look, I'ma be real. You ignoring him cause you understand where hes coming from and you mad at yourself for not being able to fully push him away, right?"

You sighed, nodding in acknowledgment. "Yeah, it's like I know he messed up, but there's this weird pull. I can't explain it."

Lash leaned forward, her eyes filled with concern. "Y/N, sometimes we're drawn to people who are bad for us. It's like a magnetic force that's hard to resist. You just gotta either fuck his brains out and see how you feel after or cut him out completely. There's no in-between when it comes to guys like that."

You couldn't help but chuckle at Lash's straightforward advice. "I don't think that'll work, but thanks for the advice, Lash."

"Oh come on, we see the way ya'll eye fuck each other." Lash teased, earning a playful shove from Jakara. "But seriously, Y/N, you gotta figure out what you want. If Carmelo's worth the risk, then go for it. But if he's just gonna bring you more pain, then it might be best to cut ties and move on."

You nodded, grateful for your friends' honesty and support. "Thanks, guys. I'll think about it. But for now, I just need some time to clear my head."

Lash and Jakara nodded in understanding, offering you comforting smiles before you left, bumping into a rock solid figure as you exited the locker room.

"Oh, I'm so sorry-" You went to apologize before realizing it was Carmelo standing in front of you. His eyes searched yours, a mix of hope and apprehension in his gaze.

"You look good." He commented, and your own eyes looked him up and down, taking in the way his leather jacket made him look so fucking hot, and his dark eyes held a certain intensity that you found both captivating and unsettling. Guess this is what Lash meant when she said you both eye fuck each other.

You took a step back, creating a physical distance between you and Carmelo. "We need to talk," he said, his voice low and earnest.

"I don't think there's much left to say, Carmelo," you replied, crossing your arms defensively. The memories of his betrayal and Trick's pain were still fresh in your mind, making it difficult to fully trust him.

"You said you needed some time. I gave you that time." Carmelo spoke, his words carrying a mixture of frustration and vulnerability.

"Yeah, a few days don't magically erase what happened," you retorted, feeling a surge of anger bubbling up. "You can't just expect everything to go back to normal after what you did."

"You think I'ma hurt you?" Carmelo studied your expression, the intensity in his eyes never wavering before realization kicked in. "You think that cause I betrayed Trick, I'ma betray you too?"

You didn't respond immediately, unsure of how to put your conflicting emotions into words. Carmelo's expression softened, and he took a step closer, a desperate plea in his eyes.

"I would never hurt you. Anybody but you." He knew you had trust issues, that you had been hurt before, and that's why you were hesitant to fully let him back in. But he was willing to fight for you, to prove that he was worth the risk.

You sighed, feeling torn between the lingering hurt and the undeniable attraction you still felt towards Carmelo. "I want to believe you, but I can't."

Carmelos' gaze darkened even more at your words, determination burning in his eyes. "Then I'ma show you that you wrong. That you tryna pretend like you don't still care about me, but I know you do." He stepped even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I know you feel it too, that spark between us that never truly went away."

You swallowed hard, feeling a mix of apprehension and longing swirling inside you. "Melo…"

But Carmelo's hand interjected, gently cupping your cheek as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from yours, internally smiling. You called him Melo again.

"After tonight, if you still ain't sure about us, I'll respect that. But I promise you, that you won't be able to ignore what we have." His voice was barely above a whisper, his breath warm against your skin as he pressed himself against you, his lips tantalizingly close to yours.

For a moment, you were frozen, caught between the pull of desire and the fear of getting hurt again. But then, you felt it—the undeniable chemistry between you and Carmelo, the magnetic force that seemed to draw you closer together.

Then Carmelo pulled away, a smirk playing on his lips as he took a step back, leaving you breathless and wanting more. "Think about it, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'll be waiting."

With that, Carmelo turned and walked away, leaving you standing there, your mind racing with a million thoughts and emotions. You watched him go, feeling torn between the familiar comfort of what you had with Trick and the electrifying attraction you felt towards Carmelo.

As you stood there, lost in your thoughts, you couldn't help but wonder what the future held for you and Carmelo. Would you be able to move past the hurt and betrayal, or would you continue to be drawn to him like a moth to a flame?

You tried to find your answer in Carmelo as you watched him make his way to the ring, a chorus of boos following him as he stepping into the ring, sitting down into the same chair he used to attack Trick. The crowd expressed their disapproval with loud jeers and boos.

As Carmelo sat in the ring, a smirk playing on his lips, he glanced up at the screen, his eyes locking with yours for a brief moment. You could feel the intensity of his gaze even from across the arena, a silent promise lingering between you.

"The villain is the villain in the story if the hero is telling the story." Carmelo smirked into the camera, his words sending a shiver down your spine. "But what if the hero ain't telling the whole story? What if there's more to it than meets the eye?"

The crowd erupted into a cacophony of boos. But as you watched him sit there, a smirk playing on his lips, you couldn't help but wonder if there was truth to his words.

Maybe Carmelo wasn't the villain you had made him out to be. Maybe there was more to his story, more to his actions than you could ever understand. You thought you could never understand someone that would betray his best friend, but as you watched Carmelo in the ring, a flicker of doubt crept into your mind.

Maybe, just maybe, there was a side to Carmelo that you had never seen before. And maybe, just maybe, you were willing to give him a chance to prove himself.

He continued to gloat and smirk, eyes a flame with confidence and defiance as he addressed the crowd, his words carrying a weight of truth that sent a chill down your spine. He looked so sexy like that, leaning back in his chair, his dark eyes smoldering with intensity as he addressed the crowd. Despite the overwhelming boos and jeers from the audience, Carmelo remained unfazed, his confidence unwavering as he spoke his truth. It was like he was talking to you directly, his words piercing through the noise of the crowd and reaching straight into your heart.

"Trick, you were always my hype man. But Y/N, you were my heart. Trick, you were not on my level. But Y/N, you were always my equal." Carmelo's words echoed in your mind, resonating with a truth that you couldn't deny. Despite everything that had happened, despite the hurt and the betrayal, there was still a connection between you and Carmelo that ran deeper than words could express.

The audience started to boo even louder, making Carmelo laugh sexily, a deep chuckle escaping his lips. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he addressed the crowd with a smug grin.

"You think Trick is gonna come out and whoop me! I whooped him once, I'll do it again. but Y/N, you know better than anyone that he was never the one for you. He was just holding you back from what you truly deserve." Carmelo's eyes locked onto the camera, his words a direct challenge to both Trick and, seemingly, to you.

The crowd's reaction intensified, the boos and jeers reaching a deafening level. Carmelo seemed to revel in the chaos, his confidence unwavering as he continued to speak his truth.

"Y/N, you deserve someone who's on your level, someone who can match your intensity, someone who can give you everything you need. And deep down, you know I'm the one who can do that for you." Carmelo's voice dropped to a seductive tone, his eyes burning with a fiery passion that sent a shiver down your spine.

You licked your lips nervously, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions coursing through you. Carmelo's words struck a chord deep within you, stirring up feelings and desires that you had tried so hard to suppress. Despite the hurt and betrayal, there was a part of you that couldn't deny the truth in Carmelo's words.

You saw your phone buzzing, and Trick's contact popped on the screen, but you declined the call. You knew what you needed to do.

And when Carmelo came back from his promo, all confidence and swagger, you made your decision.

You approached him, grabbed him by his jacket, and kissed him passionately, the electricity between you igniting into a fiery passion that neither of you could deny. Carmelo responded eagerly, his hands finding their way to your waist as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving hungrily against yours.

The world seemed to fade away as you lost yourself in the intensity of the moment, the heat of Carmelo's touch searing through you like a wildfire.

Despite the chaos and uncertainty surrounding you, there was a sense of clarity in this moment, a knowing that you were exactly where you were meant to be. He might be the villain of the story, but he was your villain, and you were ready to embrace whatever the future held for you and Carmelo.

You moaned into Melo's mouth as he bit your lip, the kiss growing more passionate by the second. Your hands roamed over his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. It was like a wildfire had been ignited between you, consuming everything in its path.

"I.. told… you." Carmelo mumbled against your lips, trying to get a sentence out, but it was hard with you kissing him so passionately. You pulled back slightly, a mischievous glint in your eyes as you smirked at him.

"Told me what?" you teased, enjoying the way his breath hitched as you trailed kisses along his jawline.

Carmelo's eyes darkened with desire as he gazed at you, his hands gripping your waist possessively. "That I'm the one for you, baby. Always have been." With that, he crashed his lips back against yours, the kiss igniting a firestorm of passion between you.

You giggled against his lips, feeling a surge of excitement coursing through you as you lost yourself in the intensity of the moment.

"Then prove it to me," you challenged between kisses, your voice breathless with desire.

Carmelo's lips curled into a wicked smirk as he pulled away slightly, his dark eyes burning with a fierce determination. "Oh, I intend to," he replied, his voice husky with desire.

With that, he scooped you up into his arms, carrying you towards the nearest private room, his lips trailing hot kisses along your neck as he whispered promises of passion and pleasure.

Let's just say... he definitely proved himself to you that night, leaving no doubts in your mind about his feelings or intentions.

[bbygirlky18]

Can I have Dominik Mysterio x Fem reader with the prompt "You are enough."?

You are Enough! Dominik Mysterio

Dominik Mysterio x Y/N

Warnings: Mentions of depression, cuteness!!

Word Count: 423

A/N: Let's get into it. This was sent in by my raindrop/babes @judgementdaysunshine.

Y/N is the name.

Hope you like it.

Y/N sits alone in her room, tears streaming down her face as she scrolls through social media. She comes across a wrestling post she made earlier and sees a comment that reads, 'You'll never be as good as the men in the ring. You should just give up now.' She feels a crushing wave of depression coming over her.

*Meanwhile, down the hall, Dominik Mysterio hears her sobs and rushes to her side.*

Dominik: Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?

Y/N: They hate me. They all think I'm a joke and that I should just quit.

Dominik: Those people don't know what they're talking about. You are so talented and strong. You have a whole community of people who support and love you. Don't let the words of a few haters get you down.

*Determined to lift her spirits, Dominik enlists the help of his wrestling family, the Judgement Day (Rhea Ripley, Damian Priest, Carlito, Finn Balor, and JD McDonagh), Liv Morgan, and Dakota Kai. They all gather around a camera and take turns telling Y/N that she is enough and encouraging her to keep going.*

Rhea: You are enough, Y/N. You bring so much passion and energy to the ring. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

Damian: Your hard work and dedication inspire us all. Keep pushing forward and never give up.

Carlito: You have a bright future in this business. Don't let the negativity bring you down.

Finn: You are a force to be reckoned with. Your spirit and determination never fail to impress us.

JD: You have a unique style and approach to wrestling. Don't let anyone try to mold you into something you're not.

Liv: You are a true role model for young girls and boys who want to become wrestlers. Keep shining your light.

Dakota: You have a special bond with the fans. They love and support you because they see your heart and soul in every match.

*As the video ends, Dominik turns to the camera and reveals that Y/N is his girlfriend.*

Dominik: I just want to say that this amazing woman is my girlfriend and I am so proud of her. She inspires me every day with her strength and determination. To all the fans out there, please be kind and supportive to all the wrestlers. They put their hearts and souls into every match and deserve nothing but respect and admiration. Thank you for watching and for supporting Y/N and all the other amazing wrestlers out there.

-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I had fun writing it. I love you guys so so so so so much. <33333

[lunarwritesthings]

Interesting Discovery

Paring: 90's!Edge × F!Reader

Fandom: Wwe

Request: Yes, by @judgementdaysunshine

Summary: Edge discovers that his girlfriend has a hip tattoos.

N/A: I know the gif isn't 90s Edge. I just thought it was cute and fit the pure fluff vibe.....I was tempted to make edge propose after I wrote this because of the end.

Edge had thought that he knew everything there was to know about his girlfriend. That is, until he discovered a hip tattoos that she never told him about while they were chilling at home.

How did Edge discovers the tattoos? He happened to walk into the kitchen at the right time. She was reaching for something in one of the cabinets and her shirt had lifted just enough to show the tattoos that were partially covered by her low waisted sweatpants.

The site of the small amount of ink showing had caught Edge's attention. Curiosity got the best of Edge, so he takes a few steps forwards to get a better look at the tattoos. Edge stared at the designs with a confused expression.

As Edge stares at the tattoos, his confusion slowly turns to adoration, as he takes in their beauty and intricacy. He could only make out some of the ink but that didn't change his mind.

Only a few minutes after being in the kitchen Edge's girlfriend finally realizes Edge is in the kitchen with her. She has turned around and was startled by his standing there. Once she realized were Edge's eyes were she became a bit embarrassed.

Obviously Edge saw this and immediately tool action. Edge gently takes her chin and makes her look at him. He tells her that her tattoos are beautiful.

Only a second later Edge was kneeling and gentle kissing the tattoos before standing up again. Edge stood looking at his girlfriend with nothing but love. In his main the tattoos made her even more badass.

[midwestmade29]

Smile 💚

@judgementdaysunshine coming in clutch with the cute request again 🥺 Thanks for your encouragement/suggestion for me to branch out and write about someone new. I hope you like it 🙂 Word count: 382 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @junglehooks Original Request: Can I have Nick Wayne x Fem reader with the prompts "No, don't cry, I hate it when you cry" + "I could just use a hug"?

Disclaimers: None! Pure fluff 🙂

Nick makes it his goal to bring a smile back to your face...

“Hey, what’s wrong baby?” Nick asked softly as he entered your bedroom. He noticed that you were curled in a ball on the bed, hugging a pillow tightly with tears in your eyes. Your sniffles filled the room as he laid down next to you, running his hand up and down your arm trying to soothe you. “Did something happen?”

You tried hiding your face in the pillow, but it didn’t work. Nick gently pulled it down and smiled when he saw you. He wiped away a tear that fell with his thumb, encouraging you to move closer to him, “Come here, let me hold you,” You scooted closer and laid your head on his chest, sighing with the sudden relief you felt having him so close to you. Nick was your happy place, your best friend. He could always make you feel better, even when you wanted to sit and sulk. 

“I’m really going to miss you these next couple weeks while you’re gone. I hate that I can’t go with you! Sure, we can facetime and call each other, but it’s not the same. I could just use a hug,” you sighed into his chest. “It never gets easier every time you have to leave,”

Nick’s shirt was damp with your tears as they started to flow freely again. He pulled you closer to him, planting soft kisses on the top of your head. “No, don’t cry. I hate it when you cry,” he whispered. “I know it’s hard, but we always make it work baby. I hate leaving you, it’s one of the downsides to my job. We can only hope it goes by fast and talk every chance we get. I promise you’ll be on my mind every minute of the day,”

His sweet words warmed your heart! You pulled your head away from his chest and looked in his eyes, his love for you shining through the longer you looked at each other. You savored each kiss you shared until you exchanged the final one before he had to leave. While it pained you to see him go, nothing could beat the feeling of being in his arms again when he comes home. That thought alone is what will get you through the next couple of weeks.

[judgementdaysunshine]

🏳️‍🌈 I don’t really have a prompt but I want a fic of Rhea and Dominik Mysterio sharing a girlfriend if that makes sense lol

Our pretty girl

Pairing: Dominik Mysterio x Fem reader x Rhea Ripley

Description: There is never a lonely moment between you and both your partners after you and Dom bring Rhea into your relationship

You laid in bed wrapped in between Dom and Rhea while the TV plays calmly as white noise in the tender moment while the three of you shared caresses and occasional whispers with your bodies tangled together. Things have become wonderful over the past two months since rhea had been brought into the relationship, you had always had feelings for rhea over the past year even before you and dom got together leading to the two of you talking about making the relationship polyamorous after the two of you accidentally spilled your feelings for her to Damian who locked the three of you in a closet, from that night on the three of you were inseparable and glued to each other quickly becoming putty to rhea's warm snuggles and tender kisses along with more bold and adventurous sex with her that matched up with dom's gentle and slow sex that led to hours and hours of vulnerability, intimacy, and unconditional love being shared between the three of you that was nothing like anything any of you ever experienced. "What's on your mind love?" you smile sweetly as rhea ran her fingers through the strands of your hair while dom laid his head on your chest gently rubbing his thumb along the exposed skin of your hip, "Just how I couldn't think of my life without either of you in it" you smile before she pulls you into a soft kiss while you caress dom's face before sharing a sweet kiss with him as quiet laughs are shared while grabbing snacks from the kitchen and putting on Matilda that was one of your favorite movies and the two had grow to love the warm hearted family film even calling you Honey for how much the teacher Miss Honey reminded them of you, "We love you, our pretty girl" your sweet smile and giggles made them melt while you ate Skittles in their arms.

[edgerated]

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Send me a “🔆” if you enjoy seeing me on your dash!

[aritamargarita]

Rita...I am going down a Sting rabbit hole 👀

FINALLY. I LOVE HIM I WANNA WRITE FOR HIM MORE!!!

[alexandra3719]

Me: I'm over Dominik's wedding!

Me as well:

Tags for visibility: @romanthereigns @judgementdaysunshine @whydontyousaeso @domripley @sassginaswanmills @shxvers

[pandorasfavorite]

Today My Life Begins

@judgementdaysunshine Collab, I hope I did this right.

Part One

You mutter sorrys with every lash, Cody's back turning a bright red at the betrayal. His grunts of pain is killing you and when he tumbles to the floor you break down, dropping the sticks and covering the sobs about to fall out of your mouth with your own hand. You back away from Cody, stumbling into Dominik that holds you to his side, your face pressed against his body while everyone is reeling over the betrayal. The rest of the Judgement Day, not including you and Dominik continue to hurt Cody, kicking a ridiculing him to the point you have to turn away, your face pressed further into Dominik shielding your eyes.

Your breathing shudders and Dominik rubs your arm soothingly, swaying in the spot; waiting for the hard part to be over. The event ends and you can barely hold yourself together when walking away, Codys tired body in the center of the ring; flushed with bruises and redness; an overall bad look for him. You cling onto Dominik, the person that convinced you to join, the man that is comforting you through it all like he wished he had after the fact. Your sobs hiccup and its nearly painful for yourself to keep crying like this, your head is throbbing and your chest hurts from inhaling so much.

Dominik stops walking when out of sight of the crowds, he pulls you away from his side, using genuine force to remove you from his solace. “Shh, shhh mi corazon, you’re okay”, he soothes you; moving the stuck hair on your wet cheeks and swiping at your cheeks. You grasp his body now, inhaling all the air you can get after crying. Your inhale breaks and the tears are still streaming, Dominik increasingly worried attempts to look at your face. He holds the side of your cheeks, rubbing his thumb along your face; coaxing you into looking up at him. “Mami, mami you got to calm down. Your gonna hurt yourself baby”,you shudder at the name a sweetness, overwhelmed by so many factors. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, your exhale trembling. Your heart is soaring for Dominik but it’s breaking for Cody.

“I know, I just need a minute”, Dominik is understanding and says nothing else, pulling you into a long hug, his lips pressing to your forehead and no one else paying any mind.

[kyleoreillylover]

The Calm Before the Storm

Jey Uso x Fem!Black!Reader x Sami Zayn

Summary: Moments before the 2023 Royal Rumble, you, Jey and Sami have a moment alone. What's unbeknownst to you and Jey is this will be the last time you will have a peaceful conversation.

Warnings: established relationship, angst at the end

tagged: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more-blog @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius @whatdoeseverybodywant @raya-hunter01 @empressdede @judgementdaysunshine

word count: 1,113

a/n: hey y'all... ik it's been a while don't kill me 😭 been busy with school, ramadan, and personal stuff, but I hope ya'll are good!! missed you guys! here's a lil something to make up for the time away.

graphics by @firefly-graphics!!

“Is he ready yet?” You asked Jey as you walked into Sami’s locker room, your eyes filled with concern as  you scanned the room for any signs of Sami.

"He's in the bathroom." Jey stood up from his seat on the couch, his expression mirroring your concern. "He's been in there for a while. I'm starting to get worried too."

You nodded, your worry growing with each passing second. You knew the impeding match between Roman and Kevin tonight had him worried and stressed about his ex best friend, but you knew it wasn't gonna be easy for Sami. 

Just then, the bathroom door swung open, and Sami emerged, his face pale and his hands trembling slightly. His eyes met yours, and you could see the fear and anxiety swirling within them.

"Sami, are you okay?" you asked, stepping closer to him and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He forced a weak smile, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I'll be fine," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "Just nerves, you know?"

You exchanged a worried glance with Jey, both of you knowing that it was more than just nerves that were plaguing Sami. You gave Jey a look that said calm Sami down, and Jey nodded in understanding before turning his attention to Sami.

"Hey, baby," Jey began in a soothing tone, "Sit down."

"I said I'm fine." Sami replied,  but his voice wavered, betraying his facade of calmness. Jey gently guided Sami to the couch, ignoring his protests.

"Sami, sit down." Sami sighed and reluctantly obeyed, sinking into the soft cushions of the couch. You took a seat beside him, lacing your fingers with his as Jey sat on the other side of the room, giving Sami space but still being there for support.

"All you have to do is just stand there. No fighting, no nothing, just stand ringside for Roman, and everything will be okay," Jey reassured him, his voice steady and reassuring.

Sami nodded, but you could see the doubt lingering in his eyes. "I know, I know," he muttered, more to himself than to either of you.

Jey knew he should've been reporting this hesitancy to Roman, should be letting Roman know that Sami wasn't in the right state of mind to accompany him to the ring. But betraying his boyfriends trust is something Jey couldn't bring himself to do.

So, he simply continued to offer words of encouragement, hoping to ease Sami's nerves even just a little.

"Dont you want to be part of the Bloodline?" Jey Jey's question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of expectation and loyalty.

Sami glanced up at him, his brow furrowed with uncertainty.

"Sami, we need you with us. So tonight, you need to show Roman that you're with us one hundred percent," Jey continued, his voice firm but gentle.

You gently cupped Sami's face, turning it so he was looking directly at you. "Sami, baby, please, do this for us. After tonight, Roman will see your loyalty, and we can tell him about our relationship. All you have to do is just stand there by his side, and everything will fall into place, and when it's over, we'll have each other."

Sami's eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions—fear, uncertainty, and a hint of longing. He knew the stakes were high, not just for Roman's match but for his place within the group. Taking a deep breath, he leaned into Jey's arms, seeking comfort and reassurance. "Okay," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart.

Jey wrapped his arms around Sami, holding him close. He was so close to having him, and with Sami's confirmation of support, his heart swelled with hope and determination.

"That's my baby." Jey cupped Sami's face and kissed him softly, his lips lingering against Sami's as if to convey all the love and support he could muster in that single moment.

Sami quickly responded in kind, deepening the kiss, pouring all of his emotions into it—his fear, his uncertainty, but most importantly, his love for Jey. For a moment, they were lost in each other, the world outside forgotten.

When Jey pulled away, you quickly took his place, sitting on Samis lap and taking his face in your hands, kissing him gently yet passionately. "We believe in you, Sami," you whispered against his lips. "You've got this."

Sami's trembling hands found their way to your waist, holding onto you as if you were his lifeline. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice barely audible but filled with gratitude.

Guilt ate at him as his two favorite people in the world showering him with encouragement and love, unaware of the fact he simply couldn't do what they asked them to do. Couldn't just stand by idly and watch as Kevin got pummeled.

But he promised you two he would try, and he owed you both at least that. 

A knock on the door startled Sami, and the three of you quickly separated and made it seem like everything was normal as Roman entered the locker room. His presence commanded attention, and Sami immediately straightened up, trying to push aside his doubts and fears.

"Ready to go, Sami?" Roman asked, his tone expectant as he glanced around the room.

Sami nodded, offering Roman a tight smile. "Yeah, ready as I'll ever be."

Roman clapped a hand on Sami's shoulder, a gesture that felt both comforting and suffocating at the same time. "Good. Let's do this."

He exchanged a look with the both of you, and you and Jey stood up, and after you nodded at Roman, you both gave Sami a hug, your embrace conveying all the support and love you could muster. If Roman thought the hug lasted too long, he didn't mention it, choosing instead to focus on the task at hand.

"You got this, okay?" You whispered to Sami as you pulled away from the hug, giving him one last reassuring smile before he followed Roman out of the locker room, already thinking of how amazing it'll be to put the lei on him and make him an official member of the Bloodline, and finally tell Roman of your relationship!

Jey squeezed Sami's hand before letting go, his eyes filled with hope and pride and the same thoughts as you, thinking how good the red lei will look against his boyfriends skin.

Boyfriend. It sounded amazing to think about Sami like that, to know he has Sami like that, and that Jey has you like that.  "We'll be waiting for you, kay Sami?"

Oh how Sami wished those words were true.