#raya is unstoppable

[autisticshadowthehedgehog]

It’s Sonic Gang Disney Movie Night! And it’s the Unstoppable Forces vs Immovable Objects! Let’s meet our competitors:

Knuckles “the last of his kind on a noble quest to protect a gem with trust issues, badass fighting skills, and a water-based spirit most of his lost culture was based around who wants to live out his fantasy of his people coming back and enemies turning into friends via continued applied trust” the Echidna who wants to watch Raya and the Last Dragon

Tikal “the curious and empathetic chief’s daughter who was really close with her now-dead grandma who yearns to return to a culture her people once had but have now abandoned and works to make peace with the dieties of her culture while being best friends with sentient water who wants to live out her fantasy of resolving her daddy issues and bringing her people and gods to peace” the Echidna who wants to watch Moana

Blaze “the heir to an entire kingdom with a lot of huge expectations placed on her by her deceased parents desperately trying to keep her deadly and dangerous powers under control which is an issue because they burst out when she’s emotional and she’s been repressing quite a bit of emotions only for an energetic, bubbly person to bring her out of her shell and prove that she can be herself without hurting anyone else” the Cat who wants to watch Frozen

Elise also wants to watch Frozen so two points for Blaze

Shadow “an alien scientifically created to be a living weapon meant to destroy who ends up befriending a little girl who teaches him to have humanity, after which he begins to appreciate life on Earth and fights to protect both it and the found family he’s pieced together for himself” the Hedgehog who wants to watch Lilo & Stitch

Sonic who wants to watch Wreck-It Ralph because he’s in it and things go fast

Amy Rose who wants to watch Sleeping Beauty because it’s “romantic” and “beautiful” but also so she can wait until the dragon scene and then start blasting “What I’m Made Of” and scare the shit out of everyone

Silver “was left alone in a barren wasteland for far longer than he wants to admit and honestly probably longer than he can remember who ends up finding one last bit of hope and who wants to live out his fantasy of bringing life back to his planet and seeing society grow around him as he finds a family of his own” the Hedgehog who wants to watch WALL-E. he’ll also settle for Lightyear he guesses

Cream who wants to watch Snow White because pretty princess sing to animals and spin around

Sally “the heir to an entire kingdom with some severe dead dad issues who ends up on the run as a child only to return and find her kingdom decimated by someone she once trusted who now has to raise a rebellion with her childhood sweetheart to dethrone the usurper and retake the land before he can destroy the entire environment” Acorn who wants to watch The Lion King

Vector who wants to watch The Great Mouse Detective and say “that’s what we do. we do that”

Shahra who wants to watch Aladdin. do i even have to

oh and Jet wants to watch Aladdin too but that’s just because he thinks stealing things is funny

Merlina actually does not want to watch Sword in the Stone it makes her uncomfortable however she will BITE someone if they don’t watch Coco next

Marine who wants to watch Finding Nemo because oooh water ooh australia oooh look at the fishies go. no she doesn’t have abandonment issues why do you ask

alternatively, Marine will make everyone watch The Pirate Fairy

Tekno who wants to watch Big Hero 6 because look at those robots go

Omega who wants to watch The Black Cauldron cause it has the most death in it

Rouge who would rather watch everyone argue than see any movie

Mighty and Ray just wanna watch Bambi guys

Big who wants to watch Fantasia because it calms him down. Omega does a quick ecosia search of Night on Bald Mountain and immediately likes this plan

Belle who wants to watch Pinocchio for obvious reasons

Charmy who wants to watch Peter Pan just to point at the tv when Tink is onscreen and look Belle dead in the eye and say “that’s you”

Espio who wants to die

Miles “Tails” Prower who can’t decide if he wants to watch Dumbo or Meet the Robinsons or if both will just bring up a lot of traumatic memories

and finally, Sticks the Badger, who wants to beat the TV to death with a wooden club and then burn Disney HQ to the ground

who will win!! vote now on your phones

[kyleoreillylover]

Chapter 7- Part 1- The Battle Before the War

Series Summary/Masterlist

warnings: wrestling related violence, manipulation, drinking.

word count: 10, 145

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

Chapter Summary: Wargames is right around the corner, and tensions are worse then ever. Jey's hot headedness threatens to fracture your relationship, and Kevin wants to threaten the security of the Bloodline, and is willing to do anything to do it. You try to keep everyone together, but there is only so much you can take before you can snap. The question is, will you do it at the expense of the Bloodline? And will Sami finally prove his loyalty to the Bloodline, or will he be swayed by Kevin's warnings and prioritize his own happiness and yours over blind loyalty?

A/N: sorry for the angst teehee. Hope ya'll don't kill me lol. Please enjoy this chapter!! Love ya'll <3

"Adam, what do you mean I have to defend my title against Bianca AND Charlotte at Wargames?" You glared at Adam Pearce as you stood in his office, the tension from the brawl last week still lingering in the air.

Adam smirked at your protest, leaning back in his chair. "You're the one who attacked both Bianca and Charlotte over the past few weeks, and now it's time to face the consequences. It's not my fault you decided to take matters into your own hands," Adam replied, unfazed by your glare. "Wargames is the perfect stage for settling these scores, don't you think?"

You shook your head in frustration, clenching your fists. "This is a setup. You're trying to use this chaos to take the title away from me."

Adam chuckled, "I'm just providing the opportunity for a fair match. You've been running wild, attacking everyone in sight. Now, it's time to see if you can back it up in the ring."

Your frustration grew, and you slammed your hands on Adam's desk. "Charlotte is the one who got in my face first, and Bianca attacked me out of nowhere during my match! So it's not my fault that they got a taste of their own medicine.

Adam raised an eyebrow, seemingly unimpressed. "You're not the only one with scores to settle. Wargames will be the battleground, and the three of you will have the chance to settle your differences in a brutal, no-holds-barred match."

You slammed your fists on Adam's desk, seething with frustration. The tension in the room mirrored the chaos that had unfolded in the ring just days ago.

"The only thing that will happen is that you will have two less women on your roster after Wargames," you retorted, glaring at Adam with a fiery determination. He leaned forward, his smirk widening. "I will break both of them so bad that their bones will be begging for mercy," you declared, your words laced with venom. Adam's smirk widened at your angry promise.

"You are not getting out of this, and that is final. Wargames will be the reckoning, and your title will be on the line. If you're as unstoppable as you claim to be, prove it in the most unforgiving match we can offer. You should get ready for that contract signing, because it's happening tonight." Adam's tone was authoritative, leaving no room for negotiation.

You wanted to jump over the table and strangle the smirk off of Adam's stupid face, maybe then he would take you seriously. But instead, you shot him one final glare, and stormed out of his office, frustration boiling within you. The chaos that unfolded in the ring, the internal conflicts within the Bloodline, and now this unexpected title defense in a Wargames match—it was all too much to handle in such a short span.

Jey was waiting for you outside his office, his own frustration evident on his face.  The two of you hadn't exchanged pleasant words since the heated argument in the ring on Friday. The tension between the two of you was palpable, and you could feel the weight of the Bloodline's internal conflicts pressing down on you.

Jey tried to catch your eye as you walked past him, "What did he say?" he questioned, his voice tight with concern.

"What do you think?" You snapped back, the frustration evident in your tone. "I have to defend the title against both Bianca and Charlotte in a Wargames match. Adam thinks it's some kind of poetic justice for me taking matters into my own hands."

Jey rolled his eyes at Adam's idea of justice and your attitude. "So you can't help us against Kevin and his team?"

You halted in your tracks, turning sharply to face Jey. "Are you seriously still on that? We're talking about my title, Jey. If you and the others can't handle Kevin Owens and his crew, that's on you."

Jey's frustration mirrored yours. "You seriously think we can't handle them?"

"I didn't say that." You retorted, crossing your arms. 

"But you don't think we need your help," Jey finished your sentence, a mixture of irritation and hurt in his eyes.

The tense silence between you two lingered, both of you grappling with the conflicting loyalties and the growing divide within the Bloodline. The hallway seemed to tighten around you, suffocating under the weight of expectations, rivalry, and unresolved issues.

"Jey, can you please just understand that I've got a lot on my plate right now?" you pleaded, the frustration in your voice giving way to a hint of vulnerability.

"You don't  get it, do you?" Jey's voice was a mix of frustration and disappointment. "It's not about your title. The Bloodline is falling apart, and we need each other now more than ever." He stopped you from walking away by grabbing your arm. His touch was firm, and when you tried to pull away, he held on tighter.

"And now, when we need to stand together, you're pushing us away." Jey said, his eyes intense as he locked onto yours. 

Your skin lit on fire at the way Jey was looking at you — all anger and disappointment that made the anger boil in your chest. How dare he be disappointed in you when he was the one questioning your loyalty? The conflict within the Bloodline was tearing at the seams, and you felt the weight of it all. 

"You were the one that told me you would choose Roman over anyone else, including me," you shot back, your tone sharp. "I'm just taking you at your word. So don't act like I'm the one tearing the Bloodline apart." 

You snatched your arm from Jey's grip, eyes fiery and temper flaring. "So how about you go back to your precious leader and figure out how you're going to deal with Kevin Owens and his crew. I've got a title to defend and no time for your drama."

With that, you stormed way from Jey, leaving him standing in the hallway, frustration etched on his face. The tension within the Bloodline had reached a breaking point, and the divide between loyalty to Roman and the need to address external threats was tearing at the seams.

"Fuck." Jey muttered as he kicked a rubble on the floor, frustration boiling within him.

He needed to get his head straight, and get his girl back. He needed to hurt the cause of  the chaos, and that meant Kevin and Sami. He knew you would be pissed that he was taking matters into his own hands, but he couldn't let the Bloodline crumble. 

As Jey stormed off in the opposite direction, determined to confront Kevin and Sami, the hallway echoed with the unresolved tensions that threatened to shatter the unity of the Bloodline.

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"What did I tell you to do?" Roman's angry voice made your skin crawl as he confronted Sami in the locker room. The tension in the air was thick, mirroring the conflicts that had spilled out into the hallway.

Sami, sitting on a bench, looked up at Roman, his face a mixture of regret and frustration. "I hesitated for a moment, but I'm still with the Bloodline," he defended himself, the turmoil in his eyes betraying his internal struggle.

Roman's gaze narrowed, his disappointment palpable. "When I give an order, you follow it without hesitation. Loyalty is everything."

You, having followed Roman into the locker room, stepped forward, trying to mediate the escalating situation. "Roman, he's still with us. We need to focus on the real threat—Kevin and his team."

Roman's attention shifted to you, his eyes flickering with a mixture of frustration and authority. "This is an internal matter. Stay out of it."

You went to speak again, but Sami cut you off before you could get yourself into anymore trouble. "Roman, I messed up. I get it. But I'm still with the Bloodline. I just need a chance to prove it," Sami pleaded, desperation evident in his voice.

Sami knew he fucked up by hesitating, and he was fully aware of the consequences. For one second, he had let doubt cloud his judgment, and Roman was not one to tolerate such lapses in loyalty. You sat on the bench next to Sami, a concerned expression on your face. Jimmy, Jey, and Solo were out as per Roman's orders to leave you alone. Why he let you stay was  a mystery. Did he want to watch you squirm as he yelled at Sami, knowing you couldn't ntervene?

Roman's stern gaze shifted between you and Sami, contemplating the situation. The tension in the locker room was palpable, the air thick with the consequences of Sami's momentary lapse in loyalty. Your presence seemed to add another layer of complexity to the situation, but Roman's focus remained on Sami.

"I don't tolerate hesitation, Sami," Roman stated, his voice low and authoritative. "You had a choice, and you chose to doubt. Loyalty can't afford hesitation."

Sami nodded, acknowledging the gravity of his mistake. "I messed up, Roman. I should have acted without thinking. It won't happen again."

Roman's expression remained stern, but a flicker of consideration crossed his eyes. 

"Then prove it." Roman straightened up, his aura demanding respect. "You want a chance to prove your loyalty? You'll get it. Tonight." Roman's face was etched with a look that made you wonder what kind of test he had in mind for Sami. The stakes within the Bloodline were escalating, and Roman's decisions carried the weight of the faction's unity.

"You face Kevin Owens, and you prove that you're still an asset to the Bloodline. If you hesitate again, there won't be any room for redemption," Roman declared, his words leaving no room for argument.

Sami's eyes widened, a mix of determination and anxiety flashing across his face. The gravity of the situation had just intensified, and the burden of proving himself hung heavy on Sami's shoulders.

Roman's gaze shifted to you, who was still sitting on the bench, observing the intense exchange. "And you," Roman turned his attention to you, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Jey and Jimmy will accompany you to handle your business in that contract signing, and then you'll accompany Sami to his match against Kevin tonight. We can't afford any more setbacks."

Great, just what you needed. Kevin making your life 10x harder, and Jey adding to the chaos. As Roman left the locker room, you exchanged a glance with Sami, both of you realizing the magnitude of the task at hand.

"You didn't have to stay and watch that," Sami muttered, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"I didn't exactly have a choice," you replied, a mixture of frustration and concern in your tone. He looked at your neck and saw you weren't wearing the pendant he gave you, and realization crossed his face. "I'm messing everything up." The nerves were clear in his voice, and you could sense Sami's internal struggle.

"No, you are not." You tried to reassure him, but he cut you off.

"I hesitated, and Roman is right. Loyalty doesn't hesitate." Sami's frustration was evident, and he seemed to be grappling with the weight of his actions. The locker room atmosphere was tense, and the upcoming match against Kevin Owens hung like a dark cloud over both of you. "And I'm the reason you and Jey are falling apart."

"You're not the reason for everything, Sami," you insisted, trying to calm his spiraling thoughts. Jey made the arguments about Sami, you made the arguments about how you were feeling overwhelmed and torn between conflicting loyalties. Sami's eyes bore into yours, his internal turmoil mirroring the chaos that surrounded the Bloodline.

"It's not just about tonight's match. It's everything. The Bloodline, the title defense, Jey," Sami sighed, frustration evident in his voice. "I don't want to be the cause of all this mess."

"Sami, stop spiraling." You gripped his shoulders, trying to steady him, but he continued to ramble about his fears and concerns. The weight of the Bloodline's internal conflicts seemed to crush down on both of you, and there was no easy solution in sight.

"Sami..." Your eyes turned to the TV that was playing when an unexpected scene caught your attention. It was Jey standing in the middle of the ring, mic in hand and an angry expression on his face. The volume of the TV was low, but you could hear Jey's voice echoing through the locker room.

"...Sami don't belong in the bloodline! And if you can't see that Y/N, then you need to open your eyes!" Jey's words sent a shockwave through the locker room. Your heart sank, and Sami's eyes widened as the gravity of the situation unfolded on the screen.

"What the hell is he doing?" Sami muttered, his frustration now directed at the unfolding drama in the ring.

You couldn't believe what you were seeing. Jey, airing the Bloodline's internal conflicts in such a public manner, was a betrayal of the unity the faction had always prided itself on.

You heard Kevin's music hitting, and Jey's attention shifted towards the entrance ramp. The situation was spiraling out of control, and you and Sami exchanged a glance, realizing that the Bloodline's internal conflicts were now on full display for the world to witness.

"Did you know he was going to do this?" Sami questioned, his eyes searching yours for answers.

"No, I had no idea." You replied, frustration and concern etched on your face. This was not gonna end well. You watched as the  TV screen showed Kevin Owens making his way to the ring, a sly smile on his face as he observed the turmoil within the Bloodline. 

"Jey, everything I said was gonna happen has started happening. Sami is falling apart, Roman is pissed, and now Jey is publicly airing our dirty laundry." Kevin's voice crackled through the TV speakers as he entered the ring, the chaos in the arena mirroring the chaos within the Bloodline.

"Sami, go out there and handle Kevin Owens," Roman's voice cut through the tension in the locker room, snapping both you and Sami back to the immediate situation at hand. He must've walked in while you were fixated on the camera. Roman's tone brooked no argument, and Sami, with a nod, headed towards the ring.

You went to get up, but Roman stopped you with a stern look. "You're not going anywhere. I need you focused on the contract signing. Jey has caused enough chaos for one night."

You went to respond, but Kevin's voice resonated again through the speakers, his taunts and provocations cutting through the locker room.

"I told you all nothing but the cold hard truth. And I think the one person that needs to hear it more than anyone is you, Jey." Kevin paused, letting the words hang in the air as the TV screen showed Jey's angry expression.

"I already know what you 'bout to say, uce! You gon' say that you gon' beat us at Wargames, that me and Sami are distracting the Bloodline, that Y/N needs to open her eyes and see that The Bloodline are the real problems in her life. But the only person who causing problems in her life is you, Kevin!" Jey shouted back, his voice echoing through the locker room. The intensity of the confrontation in the ring seeped through the TV, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from the unfolding drama.

Roman's expression darkened as he listened to Jey's words. The tension within the Bloodline was reaching a boiling point, and the external threat posed by Kevin Owens only added fuel to the fire.

"You wanna talk about loyalty, uce?" Jey continued, his eyes locked onto Kevin in the ring. "Loyalty is standing by your family, by your blood, no matter what. You don't get that, Kevin. You never will, cause you betray everyone you get close to. And that's why Y/N and Sami need to get away from you, and that's why I don't want Sami in The Bloodline anymore!"

Kevin sarcastically laughed, but you could see the anger in his eyes at the mention of betraying people. The intensity of the situation reached a new height, and the locker room seemed to echo with the weight of Jey's words.

"I actually wasn't gonna say that Jey. What I was gonna say was that you're a damn hypocrite. You preach about loyalty, but your actions speak louder than your words," Kevin shot back, his gaze locked onto Jey. he tension in the ring was mirrored by the tension in the locker room.

"We aren't blind, Jey. We can see you and Y/N falling apart. Sami hesitating because he doesn't know where his loyalty lies. Y/N caught in the crossfire. Roman trying to maintain control, but the seams are unraveling. And you, Jey, you're at the center of it all. You wanna blame me for you and Y/N falling apart, but you need to take a good look in the mirror. Cause all I told her was the truth, that you will never choose her over Roman. And then what happened?" 

You held your breath as Kevin inched closer to an angry Jey who looked like he was about to pounce on him. "You confirmed her worst fears, Jey. You told her that you would choose Roman over anyone, including her."

You could feel Roman's stare on you as Kevin's words cut through the airwaves. You slowly turned to him, your expression a mix of frustration, confusion, and concern. The locker room seemed to shrink as the external conflict mirrored the internal struggles within the Bloodline. 

Roman's gaze was unwavering, his eyes penetrating yours. Whether it was a warning or an inquiry, you couldn't decipher. The intensity in the room was suffocating, the weight of the unfolding drama pressing down on everyone.

"You're the one tearing her apart, not me. And you only have yourself to blame for all of this, for Sami hesitating, for Y/N being caught in the middle, for the chaos within the Bloodline," Kevin continued, his words cutting through the air like a knife. 

"Shut the fuck up about Sami!" ey roared, his frustration boiling over. The locker room was on edge, and Roman's stoic expression revealed nothing of his inner thoughts. On cue, Sami came out from the back, a conflicted expression on his face. The TV screen split between the ongoing confrontation in the ring and Sami's entrance.

Sami hesitated for a moment, glancing between Jey and Kevin, seemingly torn between the internal conflicts of the Bloodline and the external threat posed by Kevin Owens. The tension in the locker room reached its peak, a palpable feeling of uncertainty and unrest settling over the faction.

"Roman, I need to go out there." You pleaded with the Tribal Chief, your voice desperate as you tried to convey the urgency of the situation. Roman's gaze remained fixed on you, a silent command for you to stay put.

"Not yet," Roman responded, his tone firm. "Let Jey handle this. He wants to be a big boy and go out there to air our dirty laundry, let him deal with the consequences."

You bit your lip, torn between following Roman's orders and the burning desire to confront the escalating chaos in the ring. The TV screen showed Jey and Kevin locked in a heated exchange, the verbal sparring reaching new heights. The weight of the Bloodline's internal conflicts hung in the air like a storm about to unleash its fury.

"Oh, here's your best friend, Sami!" Kevin mocked Jey, knowing his words were like fuel to the fire. Sami hesitated at the entrance ramp, caught between loyalty to the Bloodline and the accusations flying between Kevin and Jey.

"What the hell you doing here?" Jey shouted at Sami, his frustration evident in his tone. Sami glanced between Jey and Kevin, the internal struggle visible on his face.

"Roman told me to come out here to handle Kevin!" Sami shouted back as he walked into the ring, trying to assert his presence in the chaotic situation.

Jey's expression turned from frustration to anger as he processed Sami's words. "Roman told you? This is our business, Sami! We don't need you making it worse!"

"You already kinda did that yourself!" Sami snapped back, frustration clear in his voice. The tension in the ring escalated as Sami joined the fray, caught between the conflicts within the Bloodline and the external threat posed by Kevin Owens.

The TV screen split between the chaotic scene in the ring and Roman's stern gaze in the locker room. The entire faction seemed to be unraveling, torn between internal disputes and the impending external threat of Wargames

Kevin laughed at the growing chaos in the ring, reveling in the discord he had sown within the Bloodline.  Sami pushed Jey away from him and turned to his ex-best friend, a mix of frustration and determination in his eyes.

"Kevin, if you know what's good for you, leave this ring and never come back. This is our business, and you have no place here," Sami declared, trying to assert control over the situation.

Kevin, however, seemed to thrive on the chaos. "Oh, I know what's good for me, Sami. And what's good for me is watching the Bloodline tear itself apart. But you don't belong in their shit, Sami!" Kevin wanted his friend to stop being in la la land and pretending that he is actually in the Bloodline, and he wanted you to stop being torn between loyalties and choose him.

"I actually do belong with them, Kevin," Sami shot back, his frustration boiling over. "More than you'll ever understand. Now get out of this ring before things get uglier than they already are."

Kevin smirked, enjoying the chaos he had ignited. "Oh, you do? Then why do they always turn their backs on you, Sami? Why does Jey want you out? And why is Y/N caught in the middle, torn between loyalty to the Bloodline and whatever the hell she has with you?"

Your heart dropped at the last words that came out of Kevin's mouth. He's such an asshole, you thought, and you watched as Jey automatically tried to charge at Kevin, but Sami held him back, creating a chaotic scene in the ring. The split screen continued to show the escalating tension in the locker room, with Roman's stern expression contrasting with the turmoil outside.

"Get the fuck off of me!" Jey yelled yelled at Sami, trying to break free from his grip. The chaos in the ring mirrored the internal conflicts within the Bloodline, and you could feel the weight of it all pressing down on you.

"He's lying to you!" Sami tried to reason with Jey, but his words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the chaos in the ring intensified. The situation had escalated beyond control, with Kevin Owens reveling in the discord he had stirred up within the Bloodline.

"That's it!" Roman's authoritative voice cut through the tension in the locker room. His stern gaze locked onto you, a silent command for you to take control of the situation. The TV screen split between the unfolding drama in the ring and Roman's unwavering presence in the locker rooms.

You heeded his command and quickly made your way to the entrance ramp. The chaotic scene in the ring intensified as you entered, drawing the attention of Jey, Sami, and Kevin. The split screen showed Roman watching closely, his expression revealing nothing of his thoughts.

Kevin laughed even more at the sight of Jey's fury, Sami's frustration, and your entrance into the chaos. He was finally so close to bringing you and Sami out of the Bloodline, and he reveled in the disarray he had caused within the faction.

"Jey, you need to calm down," you shouted over the chaos in the ring, trying to assert control. "Sami, let go of him!" Sami reluctantly released Jey, and you stepped between them, facing Kevin with a determined glare.

"Kevin, I know what you're trying to do, and it's not gonna work," you declared, your voice cutting through the tension. Mind games were what he excelled in, and you weren't gonna let him manipulate the situation any further. "Jey, Sami, let's go, Sami can beat your ass later." The TV screen showed Roman's stoic expression, his eyes narrowing as he observed the unfolding drama.

Kevin chuckled, unfazed by your defiance. "Oh, Y/N, always the peacemaker. But the truth hurts, doesn't it? Jey's loyalty lies with Roman, not with you." He wanted to show you the truth, even if the truth hurt.

Your eyes widened in hurt at Kevin's provocation, and you turned to Jey, who was seething with anger. The weight of the Bloodline's internal conflicts bore down on you, and you knew that Kevin was intentionally trying to exploit the fractures within the faction.

"Shut your mouth! Jey went to lunge at Kevin, but you stood in between them, and Jey stopped to look down at you, his chest heaving and eyes blazing with frustration. He could see the hurt in your own eyes, and his heart ached at the sight. In his mind, it was Kevin's fault that you herein this situation, and Jey wanted nothing more than to pummel 

"Enough!" you shouted, trying to diffuse the escalating tension. "Jey, Sami, we have bigger issues to deal with. This is exactly what Kevin wants – to see us tear each other apart. We can't let him win."

“Yeah, listen to the woman you claim to love but won’t commit to.” Kevin snapped at Jey, and Jey went to attack Kevin again, but Sami held him back. Jey seemed angrier that Sami was the one that prevented him from taking a swing at Kevin. The chaos in the ring and the escalating tensions within the Bloodline seemed like an insurmountable storm.

"Sami, let go of me, damn it! This is your fault!”

Jey growled, still seething with anger. Sami released his grip, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and frustration. 

“My fault?!” Sami yelled back, his own frustration boiling over. The ring was on the verge of erupting into chaos, and you stood in the middle, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of control.

“Yeah, your fault! Cause you always tryna push up on my girl, and now look at the mess we in!” Jey scowled at Sami, going to sucker punch him, but you pushed Sami behind you, grabbing Jey’s fist and holding it back.

 Jey automatically looked at you, his anger momentarily replaced by surprise as you intervened. Your smaller hand held back Jey's fist, the struggle evident in both of your expressions. Your eyes locked with Jey's, a silent plea for him to calm down and not let the chaos consume the Bloodline.

“Baby, let go!” You shook your head at Jey’s wirds, and he glared at you,  torn between frustration and the realization that the situation had spiraled out of control.

"Why you protecting em, huh?" Jey's voice was a mix of frustration and hurt. You were exasperated by the same pattern of jealousy and possessiveness from Jey. "I'm not protecting anyone! You need to calm the hell down!" 

Sami watched as you and Jey continued to exchange heated words, the tension in the ring escalating with each passing moment. The split screen showed Roman's expression, his stoic demeanor revealing little about his thoughts on the chaotic situation.

"Calm down?! How about you calm down and pick a side, babe!" Jey's frustration reached a boiling point, and he shoved you away, breaking free from your grip. The tension in the ring reached a critical level, and Sami, caught in the middle, looked torn between the escalating conflict and the desire to diffuse the situation.

You looked up at him, hurt that he shoved you away like that. Like you were nothing. "Pick a side?" You frowned at Jey's words, feeling a mix of anger and disappointment. "Are you blind? Are you acting dumb?"

"Oh, so now I'm the one acting dumb?" Jey retorted, his frustration evident in his tone. The split screen showed Roman's stern expression, his eyes narrowing as he observed the unfolding drama.

"I didn't say you are dumb. I asked if you are acting dumb," you clarified, your frustration mirroring Jey's. "Cause it's pretty clear I'm on your side. I've always been on your side!"

Sami stepped forward, trying to mediate the escalating conflict. "Guys, let's just calm down." 

But his words fell on deaf ears as the tension between you and Jey continued to escalate. The chaotic scene in the ring reflected the internal conflicts within the Bloodline, and  as Kevin watched, ready to intervene if Jey got in your face, Sami found himself caught in the crossfire.

"Oh really? Then stop acting like you're all cozy with Sami, and maybe I'll believe you're on my side!" Jey shot back, his frustration reaching a breaking point.

You glared angrily at Jey, disbelief and hurt written all over your face. "Cozy with Sami? Are you serious right now? This is about loyalty to the Bloodline, not some ridiculous jealousy!" The split screen showed Roman's expression darkening, his patience wearing thin as the internal conflicts within the faction threatened to unravel everything.

Sami, caught in the middle, tried to reason with both of you. "Guys, please calm down!"

But now you weren't just hurt. You were angry. Extremely angry. How dare Jey, your boyfriend, the man that claims to love you, accuse you of being cozy with Sami on live television. 

Your eyes hardened at Jey's accusations, and you took a step closer to him, the frustration radiating from your face. All you heard in your head was to put Jey in his place. No man is gonna disrespect you like that, especially not in front of the entire world.

"Jey Uso, you need to get your head out of your ass and stop accusing me of things that aren't true!" Your voice was firm, anger lacing every word. You were scary when you were angry, and Jey could see it in your eyes.

The tension in the ring was palpable, and Sami, caught in the middle, looked torn between trying to mediate and the fear of worsening the situation. "You really think I would betray you like that?" 

"I'm not accusing you of anything. I'm just telling you to pick a side," Jey retorted, ignoring your question, his own frustration fueling the heated exchange. The split screen showed Roman's stern expression, his eyes narrowing as he observed the unfolding drama.

"I told you, his loyalty will always lie with Roman." Kevin stepped up, wanting to convince you of  the truth he believed in. Sami whipped his head to Kevin, frustration etched on his face. 

"You need to back off, Kevin. This is none of your business," Sami snapped at Kevin, his frustration evident. He needed to get rid of the problem, and Kevin was the one causing problems.

"Oh, it's very much my business when it involves Y/N," Kevin replied, a sly smirk on his face. "I'm just pointing out the obvious, and she deserves to know the truth."

You shot Kevin a venomous glare, your patience wearing thin. "I don't need you to tell me anything. Stay out of our business!"

Jey, still seething with anger, turned his attention back to you. "You need to stop playing these games! I can't have someone who's not fully with me."

You scoffed, not being able to take his accusations any longer. "Games? You're the one starting this whole mess on live television, accusing me of things I haven't done. If you can't trust me, then maybe you need to figure out your own priorities."

You had pushed Jey too much, and he couldn't handle it anymore. He was a hothead at his worst, and his insecurities and your anguish had reached a boiling point. 

"And if you can't handle the truth, maybe you need to reconsider being a part of the Bloodline," Jey shot back, his frustration turning into a cold determination, but he regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. The weight of the silence that followed hung heavily in the air, a tangible tension that seemed to echo through the entire arena.

Your brain shut down at the weight of Jey's words. The shock, hurt, and anger collided within you, creating a storm of emotions. Everyone else seemed to fade away, and  all that remained was the harsh reality of the words that had just been spoken. 

The man you loved just told you that he questioned your place in the Bloodline, and in his life. The realization hit you like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, you felt the world around you blur. 

Jey's declaration hung in the air like a heavy cloud, and the split screen showed Roman's expression darkening, his eyes narrowing at the unfolding chaos. The tension within the Bloodline had reached a breaking point, and the fractures within the faction seemed irreparable.

Sami's hands on your shoulders steadied you as the weight of Jey's words sank in, but you brushed his hands away, needing a moment to process everything. Jey's face was a mixture of regret and frustration, and he tried to reach out to you, but you stepped back, putting some distance between you and him. 

"You really think that?"  Your voice was shaky, a mix of hurt and anger lacing your words, and Jey's heart hurt at the sight. He thought airing out his feelings on  live television would make things better, but it only seemed to have made everything worse.

Jey's regret was evident, but he struggled to find the right words to mend the damage. "Y/N, I didn't mean it like that. I was just angry, and I—" Jey began to explain, desperation in his voice, but you held up a hand to stop him.

No, Jey. You said what you really felt. Don't try to backtrack now." Your voice wavered with a mixture of emotions. "You wanna act like a big strong man and air out our shit on live TV, fine. But  don't expect me to just forgive and forget when you question my loyalty and place in the Bloodline." 

Your words were sharp, each one laced with the hurt and betrayal you felt in that moment. Jey stepped closer to you, his eyes pleading for understanding, but you took another step back, the distance between you growing.

"No, you wanna question my loyalty? Fine, then maybe I need to reevaluate my place in the Bloodline and in your life," you declared, your tone resolute. 

"No, no, no you do not." Sami tried to step in, his frustration evident. "Y/N, don't let this moment define everything. Emotions are high, and Jey didn't mean—"

You cut Sami off, your eyes never leaving Jey's. "No, Sami. He needs to face the consequences of his words. If he questions my loyalty and my place, then maybe it's time for me to make a decision." You've been angry at Jey dozen's of times, but you've never disrespected him like that. Ever.

"I ain't mean it like that, Y/N. You know I—"

"No, Jey. I don't want to hear it right now," you interrupted, your voice firm. "Maybe you should figure out what you really want and what's important to you. Because I won't stay where I'm not fully wanted or appreciated. This argument has been gong on for far too fucking long, and I'm tired of it!"

Kevin observed the chaos unfolding in the ring with a satisfied grin. The disarray within the Bloodline was exactly what he wanted, and it seemed like his plan to sow discord among them was working better than he could have anticipated. He was gonna have you and Sami back with him in no time.

"I told you, Y/N, that this would happen. I know a snake when I see one, and Jey is proving me right," Kevin's voice echoed in your mind, his words taunting you as you stood face to face with Jey, the tension between you thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.

"I told you too, Sami. Why do you think Jey hates you and wants you out of the Bloodline? He sees you as a threat to his relationship with Y/N, and he'll do whatever it takes to get rid of you." 

Kevin faced Sami, sympathy on his face. Sami, frustrated and torn, glared at Kevin, his internal struggle evident in his eyes. "Why do you keep fighting for people who don't appreciate you? Why do you let Jey treat you like this?" Kevin's words lingered in the air, planting seeds of doubt and frustration.

Sami glared at Kevin, but couldn't deny the turmoil within him. "Kevin, just leave it alone," Sami snapped, the frustration evident in his voice.  

"Why? I told you what was going to happen, Sami. The Bloodline is falling apart, and you're caught in the middle of it. You deserve better than this, and deep down, you know it —"

 Before Kevin could finish his sentence, Jey lunged at Kevin, unable to stand his taunting any longer. The chaos in the ring reached a fever pitch as Jey's fist connected with Kevin's jaw, sending him sprawling to the mat. Sami rushed forward, trying to intervene, but the damage had been done. 

You watched as Kevin dodged a counterattack from Jey, and Sami trying and failing to push Jey off of Kevin. The chaotic scene in the ring mirrored the internal conflicts within the Bloodline, and the split screen showed Roman's stern expression deepening. 

"Get the fuck off me!" Jey yelled at Sami, trying to break free and deliver another blow to Kevin.

"This is what he wants, Jey!" Sami yelled, desperately trying to reason with Jey. The split screen continued to display the chaotic scene in the ring, and Roman's patience seemed to be wearing thin.

You were frozen in the corner of the ring, watching as the chaos unfolded before you. The tension was palpable, and the fractures within the Bloodline were now on full display for the world to witness. Your mind was a whirlwind of emotions, torn between the hurtful words Jey had uttered and the chaos that had erupted in the ring.

You snapped out of your stupor as you saw Kevin hit a Stunner on Jey, taking advantage of Sami and Jey's argument, leaving him sprawled on the mat. You took off your title, running to hit him with it while Sami after a half-second tried to  run towards  Kevin, but Kevin swiftly rolled out of the ring just in time, avoiding the potential attack. 

You stood there, your title in your hands, and the camera captured how you stared down at Jey, a mix of frustration and disappointment on your face, while Sami watched Kevin with a conflicted expression. The split screen showed Roman's stern gaze, his unreadable expression revealing nothing of his thoughts on the chaotic situation.

"I'm gonna get you both back where you belong!" Kevin shouted from outside the ring, a grin on his face as he reveled in the chaos he had unleashed within the Bloodline. "And that's with me!"

You watched as Jey stirred, and you felt a surge of conflicting emotions. The chaos in the ring, the hurtful words exchanged, and the internal conflicts within the Bloodline had reached a breaking point. Sami stood by your side, torn between the escalating situation and his loyalty to the faction. 

You moved towards Jey, checking on him to make sure he was okay before extending a hand to help him up. Jey looked up at you, his expression a mix of pain and regret, and reluctantly took your hand.

"You alright?" you asked, your voice softer than before, the anger giving way to concern. Jey nodded, avoiding eye contact, and you helped him stand. Sami watched the exchange, a conflicted expression on his face as he processed the events that had just unfolded.

"Go back to the locker room, both of you. Tell Jimmy to stay back too. I'll handle my business." You let go of Jey's hand, and Jey's face turned hurt at your words. There was a moment of tension between the three of you, the weight of the situation hanging heavily in the air.

"You've never asked me to leave before," Jey muttered, a hint of vulnerability in his voice.

"And you've never spoken to me like that before." You replied, your voice steady but laced with the lingering emotions from the confrontation. "I need to handle my own business, and you need to handle yours. We'll talk about this later, but for now, give me some space."

Jey looked torn, caught between the desire to argue and the realization that he had crossed a line. Sami watched silently, unsure of his place in the unfolding drama. The tension in the arena seemed to intensify with every passing moment. You and Jey were locked in a stare, the unspoken words echoing in the air.

"Whatever you want, baby." Jey said finally, his voice subdued. He turned away, making his way towards the locker room with a heavy heart. He looked at you—eyes filled with love, regret, and uncertanity — before leaving the ring. Sami hesitated for a moment, torn between following Jey or staying with you. After a lingering glance, he chose to accompany Jey, leaving you standing alone in the ring.

You licked your lips as the screen's logo displayed the contract signing for you, Bianca and Charlotte would start in 5 minutes, your eyes never leaving Jey's, your eyes locked in a silent exchange of emotions. The arena was buzzing with the aftermath of the confrontation, and as the countdown for the contract signing began, you took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself.

You could only hope that the wounds inflicted on the Bloodline, and especially on your relationship with Jey, could heal over time.

————-

You sat in a chair across the ring from Bianca and Charlotte, a bored expression on your face as Adam Pearce began the contract signing. The tension from the earlier confrontation still lingered within you, making it challenging to focus on the upcoming match. Your mind kept replaying the hurtful words exchanged with Jey, the chaotic scene that unfolded, and the fractures within the Bloodline that were now more apparent than ever.

Bianca and Charlotte exchanged heated words, their rivalry evident even in the formal setting of the contract signing. You, however, remained detached, your thoughts elsewhere. All you heard was 'I'm the EST of WWE', blah blah blah, 'I'm the queen of the WWE,' and it all seemed like background noise. You perked up when you heard your name mentioned, snapping back to the present.

"Look at her! All she's focused on is her little Bloodline drama! She's not even focused on the match!" Charlotte sneered, pointing a finger at you. "That's where I thrive, when people are distracted. I'll take advantage of that in the match, and neither of you can stop me."

You looked up, meeting Charlotte's icy gaze with a steely resolve. "Oh please, Charlotte, save the theatrics for the stage. I may be dealing with some personal issues, but when that bell rings, I'll be more focused than ever. You might want to worry less about me and more about surviving the match, considering I already beat your ass a few weeks back."

"Both of ya'll ain't gonna be able  to handle what I bring to the table," Bianca interjected, her eyes filled with confidence. "You thought you was real slick attacking my man and my friend a few weeks back, but I've been patiently waiting for the right moment to make my move." Bianca leaned forward, signing the contract with a smirk. "Come Wargames, I'ma show everyone that both of ya'll are just fake little queens compared to the EST. "

You snatched the contract from Pearce's hands, signing it with a swift and determined motion. "Like you showed how to lose in less than 26 seconds?" You shot back, reminding her of her lose to Becky, your old ex-friend, your words laced with a hint of sarcasm. The tension in the room escalated, each participant in the upcoming match locked in a verbal battle.

You finished signing, throwing the contract in Charlotte's face. Charlotte sarcastically chuckled at your gesture, and the tension in the room seemed ready to explode. 

"Typical Y/N, always trying to overcompsenate for her personal problems by talking big. But talk is cheap, sweetheart. And actions speak louder than words. You can talk all the shit that you want, but once that bell rings, I'll prove why I'm the queen of this division. And  you're gonna be left with no title," 

Charlotte finished signing the paper, giving it to Pearce without breaking eye contact with you. "No friends or stupid Bloodline," You knew she was gonna say something stupid, and starting taking off your earrings, glaring at her, ready for whatever she was about to say. 

"And you're gonna be left with no title, no friends, and no man, considering he just walked away from you." You didn't let her finish before you lunged across the table, taking her down. The both of you fell to the floor, the contract signing descending into chaos. Security rushed in to separate you and Charlotte as the arena erupted in cheers and jeers. Bianca joined the fight when she saw an opportunity, throwing punches at the both of you, adding to the chaos. The three of you were a whirlwind of fists and fury, and the security team struggled to control the situation.

You managed to kick Charlotte off you, getting back to your feet. Bianca was resting on the ropes from a big boot by Charlotte,  and you saw an opportunity. With a burst of energy, you charged at Bianca, delivering a spear that sent her crashing to the mat. The crowd erupted in cheers as you stood over Bianca, reclaiming control of the situation. 

You breathed heavily, your chest rising and falling with a mix of adrenaline and frustration. You looked at the ramp, wishing it was Jey , but he was nowhere in sight. The realization that the fractures within the Bloodline had widened, and the wounds inflicted on your relationship might take time to heal, hit you hard.

You turned around right into a surprise attack from Charlotte, who had recovered quickly. She tried to capitalize on the chaos, delivering a Natural Selection that left you sprawled on the mat. The arena buzzed with a mix of cheers and boos as Charlotte stood tall, the chaos she had incited achieving its desired effect. 

Bianca quickly recovered, and both women stared each other down, a silent understanding passing between them that, despite their differences, they needed to focus on the common threat – you.

They hauled you up to your feet, looking to inflict more damage. "You can't handle the truth, can you, Y/N?" Charlotte taunted, her voice dripping with arrogance. "Your little Bloodline is falling apart, and soon, so will your reign as champion." Bianca scoffed, joining in on the taunting. "You're nothing without your so-called family. The EST is going to prove that at Wargames."

They both grabbed you, wanting to throw you into the table, but both of them wanted to be the one to inflict the final blow. Bianca tried to pull you, but Charlotte pushed her off of you, claiming her dominance in the situation. The tug-of-war continued, and you waited until they let you go and started getting in each others faces.

"What are you doing?!" Charlotte snapped at Bianca, her frustration evident. "I had her right where I wanted her!"

"I had her first!" Bianca shot back, refusing to back down. The two women were now locked in a heated argument, completely forgetting about you for the moment.

Seizing the opportunity, you gathered your strength,  grabbed your title from next to you, and charged at them with your title in hand. You swung the championship like a weapon, catching both Charlotte and Bianca off guard. The impact echoed through the arena as you laid them out, making a bold statement that you weren't to be underestimated.

You picked up the contract from the ground, a glare on your face, holding it high in the air as if you had won the entire match, stepping over the fallen bodies of Charlotte and Bianca, picking up your title and standing on the table, raising your championship high above your head. The crowd, now a mix of cheers and boos, acknowledged the chaos you had just unleashed. You savored the crowd's reaction, feeling on top, despite everything that happened. You were on top, you were in control, you were the best.

And nothing and no one would take that away from you. Because your title meant everything to you. Even more than the turmoil within the Bloodline or the wounds inflicted on your relationship with Jey.

————-

"WHY DID YOU GO OUT THERE, HUH?" You winced at Roman's volume of voice as he yelled at Jey for his earlier promo where he aired out the Bloodline's grievances. "ARE YOU THE TRIBAL CHIEF NOW? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST DECIDE WHAT'S BEST FOR EVERYONE?"

Jey stood in the locker room, head bowed, absorbing Roman's verbal onslaught. The air in the room was thick with tension, and the other members of the Bloodline exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to navigate the storm that had erupted within their faction.

"I was just trying to set things straight," Jey mumbled, his voice barely audible.

Romans sarcastically chuckled at Jey's response, the tension in the room escalating. "Set things straight? You embarrassed us out there. You brought our family drama to the entire world. You think that's setting things straight?" Roman's eyes bore into Jey, disappointment and anger evident in his gaze. "You think you can just make decisions on your own, without consulting me? You think you're the one who gets to decide what's best for the Bloodline?! You're the reason people think Kevin actually has a chance at beating us!! That loser thinks he's got an opening because you can't keep your emotions in check."

You sat next to the corner of the room, Solo and Sami on either side of you, Jimmy sitting next to Jey, watching the intense exchange between Roman and Jey. The atmosphere was charged with hostility, and you could feel the weight of the recent events hanging heavily in the air. You knew this was in the making, and you knew Jey would pay for his impulsive actions. Roman continued his verbal onslaught, each word cutting through the room like a knife.

"You think you can just question Y/N's loyalty like that on live TV? Make her question her place in the Bloodline?  Because the only person who can question that is me, Jey. I'm the one who decides who's loyal and who's not. And you just made the whole world doubt us. You made the whole world question the unity of the Bloodline!!!"

Jey remained silent, the weight of Roman's words sinking in. The locker room was tense, everyone holding their breath, unsure of what would happen next.

"You disrespected Y/N, you disrespected me, and you disrespected the entire Bloodline." Roman's voice was cold, his disappointment turning into anger. "You need to understand your place, Jey. This is my show, my empire, and you will not jeopardize it with your impulsive decisions. Do you understand me?"

When Jey didnt answer, Roman grabbed Jey by the collar of his shirt, pulling him up to eye level. "Do you understand me?" he repeated, his tone demanding.

"He understands, Roman!" Sami was quick to heed to the defense of Jey, despite their differences. "He knows he messed up, and he won't make the same mistake again. Right, Jey?"

You watched the confrontation unfold, a knot forming in your stomach. The tension in the room was suffocating, and you felt a mixture of emotions — anger at Jey for causing this chaos, frustration at Roman for his authoritarian approach, and a deep sense of sadness at the fractures within the Bloodline.

Jey nodded, his eyes cast down, a mix of regret and submission on his face. "He's right, Roman. I understand."

Roman continued to stare at Jey for a moment, the intensity of his gaze unwavering. After what felt like an eternity, he released his grip on Jey's collar, letting him drop back into his seat. The room remained silent, the echoes of the confrontation lingering.

"You need to fix this, Jey. You need to make things right." Roman's stern warning hung in the air, a clear directive for Jey to rectify the damage he had done. "On Friday, you will publicly apologize to Y/N, and make it clear that the Bloodline stands united by taking out Sheamus. You will address the accusations, the doubts you cast on Y/N's loyalty, and you will do it in a way that reinforces the strength of the Bloodline."

Jey nodded again, this time with a deeper sense of determination. "I'll fix it, Roman. I promise."

Roman's gaze shifted to you, his eyes piercing through the room until they met Sami's. "You need to understand one thing." He moved closer to Sami until their faces were inches apart. "Never question my authority or the unity of the Bloodline again." His voice was low and threatening, and Sami nodded, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead.

"I won't, Roman. I'm just here to help," Sami replied, his voice shaky but submissive. Roman held his gaze for a moment longer before turning away, the tension in the room slowly dissipating.

You remained seated, the weight of the recent events settling heavily on your shoulders. The fractures within the Bloodline seemed deeper than ever, and you couldn't shake off the feeling that things might never be the same again.

Roman walked out of the locker room without saying another word, the door slamming shut behind him. The remaining members of the Bloodline exchanged uneasy glances, the aftermath of the confrontation still lingering in the air. Jimmy tried to place a hand on Jey's arm, but Jey pulled away, still processing the dressing down he received from Roman. The room was filled with a heavy silence, the tension palpable.

"Bro, you gotta chill out." Jimmy tried to comfort Jey, breaking the silence. "Roman's just looking out for the family. We'll get through this."

But Jey didn't acknowledgee Jimmy's words. He was looking at you, who was packing up your gear silently. The room felt like it was closing in on you, and you couldn't shake off the heaviness in your chest. Solo put a hand on your shoulder, offering a supportive squeeze, but you shrugged it off.

"Y/N, where are you going?" Sami asked, concern etched on his face. You didn't respond immediately, still processing the events that had unfolded.

"I need some air," you finally replied, your voice sounding more tired than usual. You stood up, slinging your bag over your shoulder, and made your way towards the door. Jey went to follow you, but both Jimmy and Solo grabbed his arms, holding him back. "Give her some space, Uce," Jimmy advised, his voice calm. "Sami, go with her. Make sure she's okay."

Jey wanted to glare at Jimmy and Solo for holding him back, but he knew deep down that he needed to give you the space you requested. He watched as Sami got up and followed you out of the locker room, leaving Jey alone with his thoughts.

You were halfway through the hallway when Sami caught up with you. He reached out, gently grabbing your arm to stop you. "Hey, Y/N, wait up."

You turned to face Sami, your expression a mix of exhaustion and frustration. "What, Sami? I just need some time alone."

"I know, I know," Sami said, his voice gentle. "I'm sorry for you and Jey going through all of this."

You shrugged, trying to maintain a facade of indifference, but Sami saw the genuine emotions beneath the surface. "It's whatever. Jey's a hothead, and we've had our fair share of arguments. But this... this feels different."

Sami  nodded in understanding. He watched as you fiddled with your gear, unsure of what to say. The weight of the situation hung in the air, and he knew that words alone wouldn't be enough to ease the turmoil within the Bloodline.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," Sami finally said, his concern evident. "For what it's worth, I don't think your loyalty should ever be questioned. You've been with the Bloodline, through thick and thin, and have been an amazing support to Roman and Jey."

You cleared your throat at his attempts to comfort you, feeling the tears threatening to spill over. It had been so long since you allowed yourself to feel vulnerable, but the recent events had taken a toll on your emotional resilience. "That's not true, Sami."

Sami scoffed at your self-doubt. "Oh please, without you they probably would be falling apart by now." His eyes widened at his words, and he nervously bit his lip, realizing that he might have crossed a line. "Please don't tell them I said that! Even if it is true."

You couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Sami's awkward attempt to lighten the mood. "Don't worry, Sami. Your secret's safe with me." You looked up at him, your eyes glassy with unshed tears.

"Why doesn't he just trust me Sami? After everything we've been through, why does he have to question my loyalty on live television?" You broke down into a sob, and Sami automatically wrapped his arms around you in a comforting embrace.

The hallway seemed to echo with the weight of your emotions, and Sami held you close, offering the support you needed in that moment.

"I don't know, Y/N," Sami whispered, his voice filled with genuine empathy as he soothingly rubbed your back. "The pressure gets to him sometimes, and Roman expects a lot from him. It's not an excuse, but maybe he just doesn't know how to handle it all."

He pulled away slightly, wiping away the tears from your cheeks, his touch so soft that it felt like a gentle breeze. "But that doesn't excuse his actions. You deserve better, and you deserve to be treated with respect. If he can't see that, then maybe he doesn't fully understand what he has."

You leaned into Sami's arms on your own, finding solace in his comforting presence. The warmth of his embrace contrasted with the cold reality of the situation, but for that moment, it offered a sense of comfort.

"Will you be good against Kevin? I don't think I can be out there for the match." You spoke in a low, shaky voice, the emotional turmoil evident in your words.

Sami held you at arm's length, looking into your eyes with sincerity. "Don't worry about the match, Y/N. I'll take care of Kevin. You focus on yourself and what you need right now. We'll handle the rest."

You managed a weak smile, grateful for Sami's support. "You sure you don't need me with you out there?"

Sami nodded, offering reassurance. "I've got it covered. You just go rest, and I'll take care of Kevin." He knew if he lost, Roman would be furious, and he couldn't afford to let that happen. He needed to prove his worth to the Bloodline and, in a way, to you.

"Okay," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "Thanks, Sami."

Sami gave you a gentle smile, squeezing your hand before letting go. "Anytime. Now go take care of yourself, Y/N. You've been through a lot today." He watched as you nodded, offering a small smile before bringing him into a tight embrace.  

Sami held you for a moment longer before releasing you, allowing you to take the time you needed. He watched as you walked  away. Sami remained in the hallway, his mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming match and the turmoil within the Bloodline. But for now, his priority was making sure you were okay.

He wished that he could be the one to offer you the support you needed, but he wanted you in his life, even if it hurt his heart. As you walked away, Sami took a deep breath, steeling himself for the challenges ahead.

You were worth the pain. 

[birdzflycom]

Symphony of Soccer: Arsenal's Tactical Ballet Against Liverpool's Missing Melody

Courtesy: theguardian In the 31st minute, White finds himself cautioned for lingering too long over a free-kick. It seems more a case of indecision than intentional time-wasting, yet Anthony Taylor remains unyielding. Allow us a sneak peek into Mikel Arteta's internal musings, won't you? Moving swiftly to David Raya, who, during the initial half-hour of the Manchester City match this season, displayed palpable nerves. Today, however, he exudes a command and calm reminiscent of David Seaman at his pinnacle. In the 30th minute, Arsenal is handed a golden opportunity to outmaneuver Liverpool. We've witnessed numerous instances this season where Liverpool floundered in the first half, only to become increasingly unstoppable in the latter. In the 29th minute, Alexander-Arnold's outswinging delivery is met by Van Dijk, heading it over under pressure near the penalty spot. I'd assign that a mere 0.06 on the antiquated xG scale. The Sky Sports xG, distinct as it is everywhere (since it's not gospel), stands at Arsenal 1.63-0.04 Liverpool in the 28th minute. In the 27th minute, Liverpool appears as a squad bereft of four key players from their optimal starting lineup. Nevertheless, a stellar cross from Alexander-Arnold, hitherto unnoticed, nearly finds Gakpo eight yards out. Gabriel stretches ahead, inadvertently volleying the ball into Raya's waiting arms. "Happy Sunday!" exclaims Michael Weller in the 26th minute. "My hopes for this season? Everton avoiding relegation to the National League, and anyone but Pep and Oil City lifting the trophy at the end – even Klopp and the Reds (I've long given up on the Toffees challenging Liverpool). The prospects for the first are dimming daily. What are your musings on the latter?" In the 24th minute, Diaz infiltrates the area from the left, attempting a shot blocked by White. "At last," quips Justin Kavanagh in the 22nd minute, "a Premier League away strip worthy of admiration, not loud enough to induce headaches while watching. Though, as a nod to Jürgen Klopp's heavy metal football, a deep purple might have been fitting. Read the full article

[houseofsauvageon]

1989 Headcanons: Svea

Welcome to New York: If you could live any city, where would it be and who would you live with?

with syn or arthur

Blank Space: What’s something that everyone thinks is true about you but is actually false?

Style: What’s one item in your closet that makes you feel unstoppable?

Out of the Woods: What’s the one thing you’re most afraid of?

All You Had To Do Was Stay: Whose someone you wish was still in your life

Wal, she feels bad about breaking his heart, but if you’re not the one, you’re not the one.

Shake It Off: What’s something you’ve had to shake off?

I Wish You Would: What’s something you’d like to happen right now?

Bad Blood: Have you ever had someone stab you in the back?

raya

Wildest Dreams: What would you like to be remembered for?

How You Get the Girl: What’s your favorite pick up line?

This Love: What’s something you got back that you never thought you would?

I Know Places: Where’s one place you always feel safe?

Clean: What’s an important lesson you learned in life and how did you learn it?

[winterhopeinferorose]

Ok I've been seeing a lot of people get confused about this so I would like to set the record straight. Wong was not in the eternals. That is a totally different actor. Benedict Wong plays Wong in Dr. Strange and so forth and Ma Dong-seok or Don Lee played Gilgamesh in the eternals.

Benedict Wong is Chinese. Born in Britain. And Ma Dong-seok is South Korean.

I mean look at them. how are people getting them confused?

[isitbussinjanelle]

[Pat down (skit)]

Raya: okay Sisu, it’s currently 11:45, and our flight boards at 1:15, so we’ve got some time.

Sisu: can we grab food?

Raya: lets get through pre-check first. [loads her bags in the bins].

Sisu: k [goes through metal detector]

Raya: [goes through metal detector] oh come on!

Gaurd: step to the side miss. We’ll have to issue a pat down.

Raya: [utters] this is just what I needed today.

Namaari: Hey dep la.

Raya: [sighs] great. What are you doing here binturi?

Namaari: I work here. Now spread your legs apart.

Raya: [smirks] yes ma’am.

Namaari: shut. up. Spread your arms out too and hold still while I check you.

Raya: it’s probably a button or something.

Namaari: we’ll see about that. [pats her legs]

Raya: [smirks] getting comfortable are we?

Namaari: [blushes] shut up before I make you.

Raya: [scoffs] oh please do.

Namaari: that’s highly inappropriate [pats up to her waist and torso].

Raya: your one to talk. Don’t let me stop you.;)

Namaari: [stops and stares at her] I’m aloud to arrest you ya know.

Raya: hmm...I dunno binturi. The idea of you handcuffing me just turns me on~

Namaari: [blushes and clears her throat] w-why would you s-say that...

Gaurd: Officer Namaari! It’s been some time...is she clear? We have someone else who needs a pat down.

Namaari: not yet, haven’t finished.

Gaurd: okay. Is she giving you any trouble? You look a little bit-

Namaari: n-nope. Nope not at all.

Gaurd: [nods]

Raya: awww...you covered for me you big softy. ;)

Namaari: shut the hell up. I won’t tell you again. [continues]

Raya: hmm...I like this side of you Namaari...so in control...dominant...

Namaari: p-pat down is done! She’s clear.

Gaurd: good. You’re free to go miss. Have a nice flight.

Raya: thank you sir [winks at Namaari].

Namaari: [mumbles] gosh I hate her..

Sisu: what was all of that about?

Raya: Nothing. I purposely wore buttons today so I would get pulled aside.

Sisu: why would you want to?

Raya: 1. So Namaari can feel me up 2. So I can make her nervous. ;)

Sisu: ooooh, well played girl! [high-fives her]

[moon-spirit-yue]

Namaari’s definitely the type of sucker to start crying because her girlfriend is too pretty:

Sisu, throwing snowballs at Benja with Raya: FEAR US! WE HAVE BECOME UNSTOPPABLE!

Raya, giggling: YOU CANT WIN AGAINST US, OLD MAN!

Benja: *sighing but ultimately accepting his fate as they pelt him with snowballs*

Boun, laughing: I don’t believe it, Raya finally did it. She corrupted Sisu

Namaari, scoffing: she has a talent for that. I know it all too well

Raya, running up to Namaari and grinning with snow in her hair: dep la, come here! I want to show you the snowman I made after I crushed my ba in a snow battle!

Namaari: *just staring at her*

Raya, leaning in close: are you okay, Maari? You seem flushed, are you getting too cold?

Namaari: *tears up*

Raya, frowning and trying to wipe Namaari’s face: hey what’s wrong????

Namaari, sniffling: you’re just so beautiful and I love you more than anything and-

Raya, hugging her and patting her back: there there, you strange binturi

Boun: they’re so in love it’s disgusting-

[blueburds-but-swtor]

Caught. Again.

“Tell me, agent,” spoke the cold voice of the Sith. “Do you believe your three-person army can really drive its way through my forces? That they would put their own lives against such a risk?”

Theron didn’t have to believe it. It was happening before his eyes, pinging all sorts of alerts and alarms. Altrethir and his former apprentices were unstoppable forces. Even years ago, before those apprentices were separated from their master, they were terrifying. Now, working together—fighting in beautiful synchronization—he could tell how much they learned from Altrethir.

His eyes fixated upon a monitor that displayed Ashara using a mix of acrobatics and bladework to plow through Imperial forces. Then he gazed to another screen, watching Xalek manipulate the Force to yank foes toward him, slicing through their writhing bodies. And Altrethir—the Alliance commander, Theron’s lover—conjuring a storm of Force lightning and launching it toward a new wave of troops.

None of them seemed the least bit exhausted.

So he huffed in amusement, glowering up at the pompous Sith who had the audacity to hold him hostage. “I think the results will speak for themselves.”

The Sith turned, her gaze falling upon him. Her nails ghosted the railing before she stood just a meter in front of him. Theron had been forced to his knees, Imperial guards practically breathing down his neck with blasters at his back. His hands were bound—and he had been nearly beaten within an inch of his life.

Maybe his own risk didn’t pay off. And he felt guilt for dragging Altrethir into this mess. This was his fault—and he couldn’t even get himself out of it.

Maybe he could have. It wasn’t worth dwelling on.

Theron instinctively leaned back as she reached down to him, catching his face and lifting him up just a bit. “When they’ve been driven back—which, I guarantee you they will be—and when my game is finished, you and I shall spend some time together. In the interrogation chambers.”

“Counting on it.”

A wry smile touched her darkened lips. She roughly released him, practically shoving his face aside in the process. “Send Lord Raya, Lord Kannix and Darth Gral to sector—”

“My lord, they’ve breached system controls!” an officer called.

“Send them to system controls,” the Sith ordered.

Theron fidgeted in place. There was going to be a lot of blood spilled today. Hopefully, none of his allies’. They were risking a lot by coming here. Granted, they weren’t entirely alone, but a strike team of three against a whole Star Destroyer’s worth of troops... the odds weren’t exactly in their favor.

Altrethir had done impossible things before. Theron witnessed that on Rishi, on Yavin 4, and Ziost. Upon very planet they fought together, Altrethir always surprised him. Just over six years later and that luck was still with him. Maybe it wasn’t luck—maybe everything was precisely calculated, thought out to certainty. That’s what Theron believed. That’s what he wanted to believe since the day they met.

Still, this plan was bold. A little too bold for Theron’s comfort. But he wasn’t in a position to judge. He only hoped that they could pull through.

He forced a swallow as the thought of losing Altrethir crossed his mind. If Theron were to lose him here, it’d be because of him. Could he live with that? Would he even be alive to?

A loud clang sounded from the blast door behind him. Startled, the guards whipped around. And Theron used the opportunity to swipe one’s legs, making them drop to the ground. The other guard fired at him and Theron narrowly avoided the attack. He lurched up, using that momentum to slam into the guard, knocking the weapon from their hands.

The adrenaline was kicking back in until he felt invisible constraints holding him.

Theron strained, gnarling his teeth as his eyes met with the Sith. Her hand was cast out toward him, fingers just so slightly curled, as if she wasn’t using much power at all. Maybe he was a lot weaker than he realized right now.

“You are simply darling,” she said. “But I won’t have you assaulting my guards like that. Come,” then she pulled him toward her, his boots skidding across the metal floor. “I wish to see how terribly Darth Nox wants you back in his possession.”

.

When the blast door to the Star Destroyer’s bridge fell, Altrethir locked eyes with the Sith at the commander’s deck. He let his arm rest at his side. Ashara and Xalek raced past him in synch, holding their own weapons at the ready.  

The air was thick with tension. Imperial officers held their blasters at the invaders while half the crew struggled to continue with their orders. They scrambled about, communications low. The Sith commanding all of her Imperials held Theron in her grasp: a hand on his throat, another holding his arms around his back.

“I offer you mercy, though I assure you—you are not deserving of it,” Altrethir called.

The Sith let out a haughty chuckle. Theron grunted in pain as her nails dug into the skin of his neck. “Are you such a dispenser of justice that you cannot see your own flaws?” she replied.

“My own transgressions are irrelevant right now.”

“So it may seem.” She leaned over Theron, nose brushing against his cheek. He jerked his head away but his body went rigid as she held him still with the Force. “While this was certainly no direct attack on you, Darth Nox, I can certainly make it one.”

Altrethir sensed Theron’s disgust. Not fear. Anger, though. . .

“You are not as loyal as you ought to be,” she continued. “While the rest of the Council was busying themselves with locating Vitiate, you were running off with your Republic pet. Isn’t that right?” Her hand moved to Theron’s jaw and she squeezed.

They kept their relationship a firm secret. Not even his apprentices knew of it—no one did. It was kept between Altrethir and Theron and them alone. How did she get that information? Perhaps she was bluffing. Still, it was a good guess. A scarily good guess.

Altrethir gave no reaction; his expression remained the same.

“That’s enough out of you,” Theron growled through clenched teeth.

The Sith gently shushed him and turned his face up to meet hers. “I cannot imagine the Empire welcoming you back with such open arms. Not after they learn about this… affair.”

“You can’t prove anything.”

“Oh,” she snaked a hand around his waist. “I don’t have to.” A dark laugh sounded from her, and she gave his jawline a long lick. Theron jerked in response and groaned in disgust, absolutely repulsed.

Sudden blasterfire echoed throughout the bridge, accompanied by whizzing and slashing of lightsabers. The screams of the Imperials were snuffed out as soon as they were heard.

When the Sith glanced back up, Altrethir was rushing straight toward her. So she shoved Theron in between them, using him as a shield. “Certainly you would have thought this out better, Nox?”

Altrethir raised his brows knowingly.

Twin golden lightsabers snapped off the Sith’s head and it fell to the floor, rolling off to the side. Theron was immediately released and he pushed the corpse away with his boot.

“Fuck—ugh, gods...”

“Are you injured?” Altrethir asked, holding out a hand toward him.

“Only thing that’s hurt is my pride. And my dignity.” He fell into Altrethir’s arms, hugging him tight for a brief moment. “Thanks for the rescue.”

“We’re not out yet of this yet, agent.”

“No, I guess we’re not.”

[chicago-geniza]

if i manage to get a gastrocrom (cromolyn taken before meals) prescription on medicaid, i'm going to become Too Powerful, can you imagine what a raya who doesn't have daily unpredictable allergic reactions to almost every food group will be capable of, this bitch will be unstoppable

[jakeboxd]

attention to all following this blog now i have become a SIMP for raya from the new disney movie so please take me unstoppably talking about this for the next month everytime the subject comes up, thank you very much 🤝

[rayadraws]

Saigenos week day 1 Genos’ prompt: No Powers AU

Some rough background idea; human AU, Genos lost his family in some kind of accident (getting badly banged up himself), Saitama is predictably a cancer survivor patient, they met in the hospital -w-

[f9-teljes-film-2021]

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Its somewhat ironic that a movie about time travel can’t be reviewed properly until your future self rewatches the movie. It’s bold of Nolan to make such a thoroughly dense blockbuster. He assumes people will actually want to see ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án more than once so they can understand it properly, which some may not. This movie makes the chronology of Inception look as simplistic as tic-tac-toe. Ergo, it’s hard for me to give an accurate rating, without having seen it twice, as I’m still trying to figure out whether everything does indeed make sense. If it does, this movie is easily a 9 or 10. If it doesn’t, it’s a 6. It’s further not helped by the fact that the dialogue in the first 15 minutes of the movie is painfully hard to understand / hear. Either they were behind masks; they were practically mumbling; the sound effects were too loud; or all of the above. The exposition scenes are also waayyy too brief for something this complex — a problem also shared with Interstellar actually. (Interstellar had this minimalist exposition problem explaining Blight, where if you weren’t careful, you’d miss this one sentence / scene in the entire movie explaining that Blight was a viral bacteria: “Earth’s atmosphere is 80% nitrogen, we don’t even breathe nitrogen. Blight does, and as it thrives, our air gets less and less oxygen”). I guess it’s a Nolan quirk. Hopefully, a revision of the film audio sorts the sound mixing out. I do like the soundtrack, but it’s too loud initially. I liked all the actors. You think John Washington can’t act at first, but he can, and he grows on you as the film progresses. And Pattinson is his usual charming self. Elizabeth is a surprise treat. And so on. Its worth a watch either way. See it with subtitles if you can. And definitely don’t expect to fully understand whats going on the first time around. Its one hell of a complicated film. It will be very hard for an average viewer to gather all the information provided by this movie at the first watch. But the more you watch it, more hidden elements will come to light. And when you are able to put these hidden elements together. You will realize that this movie is just a “masterpiece” which takes the legacy of Christopher Nolan Forward If I talk about acting, Then I have to say that Robert Pattinson has really proved himself as a very good actor in these recent years. And I am sure his acting skills will increase with time. His performance is charming and very smooth. Whenever he is on the camera, he steals the focus John David Washington is also fantastic in this movie. His performance is electrifying, I hope to see more from him in the future. Other characters such as Kenneth Branagh, Elizabeth, Himesh Patel, Dimple Kapadia, Clémence Poésy have also done quite well. And I dont think there is a need to talk about Michael Caine Talking about Music, its awesome. I dont think you will miss Hans Zimmer’s score. Ludwig has done a sufficient job. There is no lack of good score in the movie Gotta love the editing and post production which has been put into this movie. I think its fair to say this Nolan film has focused more in its post production. The main problem in the movie is the sound mixing. Plot is already complex and some dialogues are very soft due to the high music score. It makes it harder to realize what is going on in the movie. Other Nolan movies had loud BGM too. But Audio and dialogues weren’t a problem My humble request to everyone is to please let the movie sink in your thoughts. Let your mind grasp all the elements of this movie. I am sure more people will find it better. Even those who think they got the plot. I can bet they are wrong. ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án is the long awaited new movie from Christopher Nolan. The movie that’s set to reboot the multiplexes post-Covid. It’s a manic, extremely loud, extremely baffling sci-fi cum spy rollercoaster that will please a lot of Nolan fan-boys but which left me with very mixed views. John David Washington (Denzel’s lad) plays “The Protagonist” — a crack-CIA field operative who is an unstoppable one-man army in the style of Hobbs or Shaw. Recruited into an even more shadowy organisation, he’s on the trail of an international arms dealer, Andrei Sator (Kenneth Branagh in full villain mode). Sator is bullying his estranged wife Kat (Elizabeth Debicki) over custody of their son (and the film unusually has a BBFC warning about “Domestic Abuse”). Our hero jets the world to try to prevent a very particular kind of Armageddon while also keeping the vulnerable and attractive Kat alive. This is cinema at its biggest and boldest. Nolan has taken a cinema ‘splurge’ gun, filled it with money, set it on rapid fire, removed the safety and let rip at the screen. Given that Nolan is famous for doing all of his ‘effects’ for real and ‘in camera’, some of what you see performed is almost unbelievable. You thought crashing a train through rush-hour traffic in “Inception” was crazy? You ain’t seen nothing yet with the airport scene! And for lovers of Chinooks (I must admit I am one and rush out of the house to see one if I hear it coming!) there is positively Chinook-p*rn on offer in the film’s ridiculously huge finale. The ‘inversion’ aspects of the story also lends itself to some fight scenes — one in particular in an airport ‘freeport’ — which are both bizarre to watch and, I imagine, technically extremely challenging to pull off. In this regard John David Washington is an acrobatic and talented stunt performer in his own right, and must have trained for months for this role. Nolan’s crew also certainly racked up their air miles pre-lockdown, since the locations range far and wide across the world. The locations encompassed Denmark, Estonia, India, Italy, Norway, the United Kingdom, and United States. Hoyte Van Hoytema’s cinematography is lush in introducing these, especially the beautiful Italian coast scenes. Although I did miss the David Arnold strings that would typically introduce these in a Bond movie: it felt like that was missing. The ‘timey-wimey’ aspects of the plot are also intriguing and very cleverly done. There are numerous points at which you think “Oh, that’s a sloppy continuity error” or “Shame the production design team missed that cracked wing mirror”. Then later in the movie, you get at least a dozen “Aha!” moments. Some of them (no spoilers) are jaw-droppingly spectacular. Perhaps the best twist is hidden in the final line of the movie. I only processed it on the way home. And so to the first of my significant gripes with ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án. The sound mix in the movie is all over the place. I’d go stronger than that… it’s truly awful (expletive deleted)! Nolan often implements Shakespeare’s trick of having characters in the play provide exposition of the plot to aid comprehension. But unfortunately, all of this exposition dialogue was largely incomprehensible. This was due to: the ear-splitting volume of the sound: 2021 movie audiences are going to be suffering from ‘~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  ánis’! (LOL); the dialogue is poorly mixed with the thumping music by Ludwig Göransson (Wot? No Hans Zimmer?); a large proportion of the dialogue was through masks of varying description (#covid-appropriate). Aaron Taylor-Johnson was particularly unintelligible to my ears. Overall, watching this with subtitles at a special showing might be advisable! OK, so I only have a PhD in Physics… but at times I was completely lost as to the intricacies of the plot. It made “Inception” look like “The Tiger Who Came to Tea”. There was an obvious ‘McGuffin’ in “Inception” — — (“These ‘dream levels’… how exactly are they architected??”…. “Don’t worry… they’ll never notice”. And we didn’t!) In “~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án” there are McGuffins nested in McGuffins. So much of this is casually waved away as “future stuff… you’re not qualified” that it feels vaguely condescending to the audience. At one point Sator says to Kat “You don’t know what’s going on, do you?” and she shakes her head blankly. We’re right with you there luv! There are also gaps in the storyline that jar. The word “~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án”? What does it mean. Is it just a password? I’m none the wiser. The manic pace of ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án and the constant din means that the movie gallops along like a series of disconnected (albeit brilliant) action set pieces. For me, it has none of the emotional heart of the Cobb’s marriage problems from “Inception” or the father/daughter separation of “Interstellar”. In fact, you barely care for anyone in the movie, perhaps with the exception of Kat. It’s a talented cast. As mentioned above, John David Washington is muscular and athletic in the role. It’s a big load for the actor to carry in such a tent-pole movie, given his only significant starring role before was in the excellent BlacKkKlansman. But he carries it off well. A worthy successor to Gerard Butler and Jason Statham for action roles in the next 10 years. This is also a great performance by Robert Pattinson, in his most high-profile film in a long time, playing the vaguely alcoholic and Carré-esque support guy. Pattinson’s Potter co-star Clemence Poésy also pops up — rather more un-glam that usual — as the scientist plot-expositor early in the movie. Nolan’s regular Michael Caine also pops up. although the 87-year old legend is starting to show his age: His speech was obviously affected at the time of filming (though nice try Mr Nolan in trying to disguise that with a mouth full of food!). But in my book, any amount of Caine in a movie is a plus. He also gets to deliver the best killer line in the film about snobbery! However, it’s Kenneth Branagh and Elizabeth Debicki that really stand out. They were both fabulous, especially when they were bouncing off each other in their marital battle royale. So, given this was my most anticipated movie of the year, it’s a bit of a curate’s egg for me. A mixture of being awe-struck at times and slightly disappointed at others. It’s a movie which needs a second watch, so I’m heading back today to give my ear drums another bashing! And this is one where I reserve the right to revisit my rating after that second watch… it’s not likely to go down… but it might go up. (For the full graphical review, check out One Mann’s Movies on t’interweb and Facebook. Thanks.) As this will be non-spoiler, I can’t say too much about the story. However, what I can is this: ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án’s story is quite dynamic in the sense that you won’t understand it till it wants you to. So, for the first half, your brain is fighting for hints and pieces to puzzle together the story. It isn’t until halfway through the movie that ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án invites you to the fantastic storytelling by Christopher Nolan. Acting is beyond phenomenal, and I’d be genuinely surprised if neither Robert Pattinson nor John David Washington doesn’t receive an Oscar nomination for best actor. It’s also hard not to mention how good Elizabeth Debicki and Aaron Johnson both are. All around, great acting, and the dialogue amps up the quality of the movie. The idea of this movie is damn fascinating, and while there are films that explore time-travelling, there’s never been anything quite like this. It has such a beautiful charm and for the most part, explains everything thoroughly. It feels so much more complex than any form of time-travelling we’ve seen, and no less could’ve been expected from Nolan. Oh my lord, the score for this film fits so perfectly. Every scene that’s meant to feel intense was amped by a hundred because of how good the score was. Let me just say though, none of them will be found iconic, but they fit the story and scenes so well. In the end, I walked out, feeling very satisfied. Nevertheless, I do have issues with the film that I cannot really express without spoiling bits of the story. There are definitely little inconsistencies that I found myself uncovering as the story progressed. However, I only had one issue that I found impacted my enjoyment. That issue was understanding some of the dialogue. No, not in the sense that the movie is too complicated, but more that it was hard to make out was being said at times. It felt like the movie required subtitles, but that probably was because, at a time in the film, there was far too much exposition. Nevertheless, I loved this film, I’ll be watching it at least two more times, and I think most of you in this group will enjoy it. I definitely suggest watching it in theatres if possible, just so you can get that excitement. (4/5) & (8.5/10) for those that care about number scores. At first, I want to ask Christopher Nolan one question, HOW THE HELL YOU DID THIS? Seriously I want to have an answer, How did he write such as this masterpiece! How did he get this complicated, fabulous and creative idea? What is going on in his mind? The story is written and directed perfectly, the narration style was absolutely unique. I have no idea how can anyone direct such as this story, that was a huge challenge, and as usual Nolan gave us a masterpiece that we’ll put beside (Memento), (Inception) and (Interstellar) The movie is so fast-paced in a good way, there was no boring moment. The chemistry between John David Washington and Robert Pattinson was great and funny and both of their performance was really good. Elizabeth Debicki performance was the best in the movie because she had the chance to show her acting abilities and she cached up that chance and showed us an A level acting. The music wasn’t unique and distinct as the music of Interstellar for example and I think this movie needed the touch of Hans Zimmer, I’m not saying that Ludwig Göransson failed but Hans Zimmer in another level. If there was something I’d say that I didn’t like it in the movie would it be that Nolan discarded any set up or characters backgrounds except Elizabeth Debicki dramatic story but it wasn’t that bad for me, I didn’t care about that, the exciting story didn’t give me the chance to focus on it. But the actual problem was the third act, it was really complicated and I got lost and I convinced myself to discard the questions that were in my head and enjoy the well-made action sequences and Elizabeth Debicki performance. I think this kind of movie that gets better with a second and third watch. I honestly don’t quite know where to begin with ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án. I love Christopher Nolan’s work but I have never seen a more complicated film (and I understood Memento). ~After nearly three hours, I came away from ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án not knowing myself, my mind reduced to nothing more than piles of ash. Was there time travel involved? Hmm, there was definitely something about time inversion. I mean, does Nolan even understand what he wrote? Look, I give credit to the director because he’s one of the few directors left who knows how to create a compelling and intelligent blockbuster. ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án is full of Nolan trademarks — the gratuitous Michael Caine cameo, a loud, really loud score, complete with stunning cinematography and slickly inventive action set-pieces. This time around however, Nolan has finally managed to ‘out-Nolan’ himself: the palindromic plot, whilst creatively ambitious, is simply far too complicated for its own good. ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án is overlong, overstuffed, pretentious and too exhausting to comprehend in its entirety — it makes Inception and Interstellar look like Peppa Pig by comparison. I’m aware of the technical wizardry and creative mastery in this film and lord knows I’ll have to watch this again. For those who want a puzzle, ~F9: The Fast Saga  [ Halálos iramban 9 ] 2021  án at least provides a unique cinematic experience. But to actually enjoy solving it Nolan wants you to work very very hard

[maskedblackfox]

Sisu is the last dragon of Kumandra. Legends say she's a divine water being of unspeakable beauty and unstoppable magic, but what Raya finds instead is a funny self-deprecating dragon who sees herself as the perennial C-student. Now she must learn to become the dragon of legend if she is to save the world with Raya.

Sisu’s official description

[mintyobscurity]

What’s your favorite AU for fanfiction with the MX boys? And what would their roles be? ~ 🐑

Hello, sweetheart. I’m sorry this took forever, I was brainstorming as well!

I LOVE horror, angst/tragedy an fantasy! What is fluff I love creating worlds for these genres. As I have written a horror theme already in a previous ask, I’ll save tragedy/angst for another ask, I’ll write a little something for fantasy!

(Raya I borrowed some of our ideas 💋)

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Minhyuk - A Faery, shimmering and transparent skin littered with decorative designs. Holographic wings, uniquely shaped. Hair a dazzling bright silver as if formed from the atoms of starlight. Minhyuk keeps things on schedule, allowing NO mistakes or mishaps to happen; not on his watch. The more things that align in an orderly fashion, the more content and worry free he is. As finicky as he is, Minhyuk loves deeply, makes sure his loved ones are taken care of. Although there is no time for play with him on charge, the Faery makes time for the people he cares about; even if they hide from him during he thought-out daily to-do list.

Hyunwoo would be a wolf hybrid. No, not a werewolf. No, not a shapeshifter. And no, he doesn’t have a snout, no superhuman strength/powers, no elongated nails, no astounding healing capabilities. A hybrid. Hyunwoo, however, does have fluffy ears and a tail. His skin is lined with thicker hair, fur, sharp canines that could break bone. He has heightened senses: able to hear blades of grass sway against each other in the wind, smell a drop of blood 100 yards away and can see in the dark. In this world, Hyunwoo is a knight sworn to protect the royal family. He’s loyal, reliable, caring and will lay his life down to protect his family and friends. Once you hear a low growl emit from him, you best not agitate him. His skills with his Reaper Blade staff are nothing to sniff at.

Changkyun - A rare species thought to have once been lost to the elements of time, indeed thriving across the sea as a Shapeshifter. This talented (And gorgeous) man can shape his form into any creature he so desires, his only limit is his imagination. A playful man, a trickster at heart who partakes in bouts of mischief so be wary of leaving your pastries out to cool. Changkyun can morph his body into anything he desires at any given moment which is why you do not want to pick a fight with him or his friends. No need for a weapon. His body is his weapon. No one will know just what shape he may transform into. It may be the last thing you will ever see.

Hoseok - Birthed from the forbidden land of Hel itself, Hoseok is a Daemon and looks the part of evil creature; pitch black hair that never shimmers nor shines, sharp and pointed teeth that could rip flesh from muscle and muscle from bone, rounded horns protruding from his head, clouded grey irises tinged red around the pupil. Indeed the vision of horror one would expect from a species banned from the world. Yet, Hoseok isn’t like other Daemons from Hel. He isn’t a ruthless, untamed beast that goes around killing innocent species and engulfing their souls. Banned from the place he once called home for being too kind, Hoseok has a spirit not meant for his species. He’s kind, thoughtful and sensitive to emotions. Though, piss him off and he will rip you apart with his Demon scythe with no mercy. His caring nature will vanish and all you’ll see before your demise is the pure hate radiating off his body like black smoke. His control will be lost a tendency he has when negativity gets the best of his mind. A killer in the form of a shadow.

Hyungwon - Blessed with celestial beauty and unlimited knowledge, Hyungwon is of the Elf clan. His wisdom cannot be challenged, his mannerisms and etiquette match no ones. Shiny sleek black curly hair and pointed ears add to the beauty he holds inside and out. Hyungwon is caring, considerate and yet won’t be afraid to correct someone if they’re wrong. Although he may seem serious and intimidating at times, he may also be mistaken as someone who doesn’t know how to have fun, Hyungwon is quite capable of more than just showing off his book smarts. The elf is swift, trained in the art of combat. His skills with his bow and arrow are astounding. His bow made from pure wyvern bone and arrows dipped in the very poison from the beasts body, he will defend his family and friends from dangers untold.

Kihyun was born into royalty, blessed with beauty only the gods could conjure. A pure Angael graced with brilliant white wings that held gradient plum purple along each perfect feather. The marks on his face formed their own constellations, unknown cosmos written on his handsome visage. Wavy dirty blond hair he kept pulled back out of his face shone in the sunlight. Kihyun was everything a king should be; agile, firm, understanding, powerful. When he addressed his kingdom, he spoke with grace and gentleness yet when he needed it, he became stern and serious. A loving king who cared deeply for his kingdom and did what he could to make the species residing in the city happy. As a ruler of such a vast and wide kingdom, one had to be taught how to defend it if it was ever under threat. Able to fly high in the sky, soar at incredible speeds, his skill was aerial combat. With his trusty magic sword at his side, and the hoard of followers that trusted him, he would be unstoppable to vanquish any threat.

Jooheon - Hailing from a far away land, a land difficult to come by, a land known for one particular species. Dragons. Better known as Dragonians. Jooheon emits feral vibes, intimidating to look upon with his serious expression and narrowed eyes. Those fire remnant eyes that almost look to have flames of their own, casting reds, oranges and yellows. His crimson hair tints orange under the right lighting. Dragonians are able to transfigure themselves into dragons. Large and looming beasts with ginormous wingspans. Able to breathe any of the following; fire, ice, lightening, acid and can conjure tornados at will. Dangerous creatures they are, and Jooheon only turns when there’s trouble amongst the kingdom. When he’s forty feet tall, scales glimmering blood orange, his red hot fire can incinerate a forest of need be. As scary as Jooheon can be, he’s also easily scared by minuscule things such as insects. If one so much as passes by his peripheral vision, he breathes out a quick flame. Another foe destroyed. Jooheon is also clingy, silently seeking attention from anyone who is willing to give it and return that attention to the giver.

[jemstarearrings]

What's your favorite video game?

Jerrica: Oh, I don't play a lot of video games, but once in a while I play Candy Crush on my breaks.

Kimber: Overwatch! D.va's my favorite, her mech is unstoppable and her cherry blossom skin is outrageous!

Aja: I like Grand Theft Auto, but I can't play it when the Starlight Girls are around, so I sometimes switch it up with The Simpsons Hit-and-Run.

Shana: I absolutely love online dress-up games. I know they don't really count, but sometimes they can be so creative with the options!

Raya: My favorite game is Pitfall, I know it's an older one but it's still fun after all these years.

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Roxy: My favorite game is Minecraft. You get to fight zombies and skeletons and wear nothing but diamonds! Talk about living!

Stormer: Well, I guess my favorite is Night In The Woods. It's more story-driven than anything, and I just love that!

Jetta: We Happy Few is my favorite. It's got a real atmosphere, and it takes place in Jolly ol' England! Best of all it gives Roxy the creeps, and that just might be my favorite part!

Pizzazz: Please, video games? I've got much better stuff to do with my time than sit around and play some dumb ol' video games.

[As of interview, Pizzazz's Internet history shows 120 hours on Getting Over It by Bennet Foddy, as well as multiple replacement keyboard purchases.]

[animalgirl225]

Volleyball player here!

In my opinion, (with no disrespect to your own, of course!), they'd make a BOMB middle/setter team. Namaari would be the powerhouse middle who hits it in front of the 10 foot line every time unless she wanted to hit it farther, and Raya would be the setter that always trusts her to follow her and be right there ready for the set if she needs her. Middles and setters really have to click for it to work well, and I feel like their chemistry would be amazing.

I feel like Raya has the chaotic energy to run around like a setter does, and Namaari has the composure and skill to follow her and be ready to hit any set. Plus, they'd run some dope slides/shoots and be damn near unstoppable.

what sport would modern rayaari play

Volleyball.

My answer is very much biased coz its my fav sport. But imagine Haikyuu but Kumandra version 👁👄👁. The rivalry of those two.

Namaari has the biceps and physical strength to be an outside hitter/ace but also the patience and mind to be a setter. Meanwhile, Raya has the agility and flexibility to be a great wing spiker/opposite hitter or decoy. Maybe middle blocker.

Hm. Her height tho but we all know how much she jumps in the movie so that'll be useful. She has no patience to be a setter. She would be like those annoyin players who moves too much.

Starts out with Namaari from a prestige middle school which is Fang, shes very dedicated. And Raya just starts out playin coz her Ba and late Ma used to. At highschool they both join Kumandra HS volleyball team. They hate each others guts but they have crazy chemistry.

Namaari at first thinks Raya has baseless confidence with her skills. While Namaari has trained her whole life, Raya just plays for fun and she thinks she doesnt understand what hard work means and that infuriates her. They basically get close that they start seeing the importance of balancing both having fun and serious play. Namaari learning to let loose and Raya learning how to integrate her skills in game seriously.

Cue rivals to friends to lovers trope!! 🤪🤷🏽‍♀️