#rhea ripley

[bpoisonpsycho]

Terror Twins 💜😈

[ripleylove]

Drunk in love.

pairing: Rhea Ripley x fem reader.

genre: fluff.

summary: you were exausted after a night out at the club,and your girlfriend Rhea is here to help you.

A/N: writing this while im waiting for my brownies to get cold :)

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It was 2 A.M. and you were wasted.

All the the adrenaline started to wore off,and your eyes were starting to close,but you suddenly thought about something: Rhea.

Your wobbly hands reached out for your phone,and you texted her:

You: Rheaaahahahahsowoejd

You: cpme pick mw up at the clu

You: club

Rhea: baby? are u okay?

You: yessssssss hahahahajwh2kwwhksp

Rhea: come on honey,send me ur location so i can pick u up

You: noooooooooooo i wann stay herw

Rhea: if u come home,i will cuddle u

You: *location sent*

Rhea: good girl.

Rhea: im coming in 5 mins okay? wait for me and dont do anything crazy pls

You: *seen*

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While you were almost falling asleep on the bar counter,you heard the door open,and you felt familiar hands wrapping around you.

"Baby,I'm here. Wanna go home?" The australian accent was strong,and you turned around in her arms.

You wrapped your arms around her waist,and you softly put your head on her chest,her loud heartbeat blocking out the bar music.

"I'll take that as a yes,then." Rhea chuckled,and she picked you up effortlessly, as if you were a feather.

She paid all of your drinks,and she proceeded to leave the club.

You were heavily asleep in her arms,her warmth and her strong hold lulling you to sleep.

"You know that you will have to get rid of you clothes and your make up when we get home,right?" Rhea teased,and you groaned.

"Nooooooo please noooooo" Your words were muffled by her leather jacket,and she laughed.

"You're really something else." Rhea said breathlessly, whilst continuing her giggle session.

You finally reached Rhea's car,and you started to drive to your shared house,while you were snoring (and Rhea was struggling to not laugh).

It was 2:45 a.m. when Rhea softly put you on the bed,starting to take off your sparkly midnight blue dress,and putting on your cute mickey mouse pj's.

"Okay,now let's remove your make up." Rhea talked mostly to herself,since you were sleeping like a bear.

She found some cotton pads and micellar water in the vanity she bought you,and she started to carefully remove your make up,as if you were a porcelain doll who could break in any moment.

Your eyeliner was the hardest thing to clean up, (maybe it's because she almost lingered the cotton pad on your face,scared to hurt you.) but she managed to do it.

You were all fresh and clean,and Rhea was too,so she got into bed next to you,cuddling as she promised.

Feeling her embrace around you,you unknowingly smiled in your sleep,calm and serenity overtaking your senses.

taglist: @stellakiddsblog @bibibi-tchx

[bibibi-tchx]

we thank @ripleylove for sending me this on twt

yall see finns face? hes been PRAYING on tjd downfall it is so incredibly obvious looking back on it

like how did we not notice this before? dominik looks HORRIFIED in the back, and then theres finn just laughing?

finn cmon :(

[rheasbrvtality]

I MISS HER SOOO BAD 😭

[judgementdayslittle]

Interact with this post if it's okay for me to do and talk to you, I need more friends in this fandom

[specialinterestshows]

Watch your metamour’s title match in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic, Absolute Smokeshow.

(Yes, I am aware I already have a fic by this title. No, I do not care.)

Warnings for this section: Social anxiety, manipulation/gaslighting, parasocial relationships, dubcon ass-slapping, cannabis (weed) mention

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 74 of ?): Locker Room Talk

After watching Dominik do stretches and warmups, talking about anything that came to mind to make him (and yourself) feel more at ease, and listening to the Judgment Day and JD give him pep talks, you were wishing Dom good luck and sitting in full view of the locker room television. There were a few other wrestlers milling around, but they were either otherwise occupied or avoiding you. Because of whatever people say about your girlfriend? Because of what the media is saying about you? Because you aren’t part of the show, despite being in the locker room?

You tried to put the thought out of your mind as the match began on the screen in front of you.

There was just enough time for you to see Rhea on the sidelines, before Trick Williams rapidly gained the upper hand with a few blows. The two men grappled before Dom got a kick in and you quickly found yourself invested in a way you hadn’t been before. There was something about the match that began beautifully, like a dance, almost. The rhythm and movement enthralled you in the moments between pauses, to the point where you were gasping in awe and chuckling in wonder instead of cheering. Maybe you hadn’t experienced the sport like this before because the only matches you had been interested in watching had been Rhea’s. Your mind went directly into the gutter when you saw her fighting, especially with the way she pinned her opponents.

And now? Strangely enough, you were beginning to understand why someone might risk fame for the chance at doing something like this.

You were watching the screen so intently, the sudden appearance of Jacy Jayne in your vision made you jump.

“My girl and I just won,” she sneered, leaning in to grab her bag from the locker next to you before whispering, “How about you and yours?”

Glancing at the screen again, trying to ignore her at first, you smiled at what was happening.

“See for yourself,” you told her, gesturing to the television just in time to make her turn to watch the Judgment Day celebrating and running up to Dom before the replay reel. Your heart swelled with happiness watching your girlfriend cheer and throw an arm around her boyfriend.

“Hey, what’re we watching?” Jacy’s excitable tag team partner from earlier bounced into the locker room, holding a freshly-filled water bottle. Noticing you, she didn’t even wait for an answer before saying, “Hi! I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Thea” - she reached out and shook your hand vigorously - “Are you new to NXT?”

Jacy scoffed.

“That’s just Rhea Ripley’s newest little toy,” she told Thea, who now seemed uncertain how to act toward you and settled for imitating her tag team partner’s current pose - arms crossed, leaning away slightly.

“Doesn’t even realize she’s being played,” Jacy continued, “It’s pathetic. You want to know what everyone says about Rhea?” - she was addressing you now - “She’s only nice to the people she uses. Minion, distraction, press stunt - you’re at least one of those. You’ll be old news soon enough.”

The screen - now showing Dom holding the title and all four members of the Judgment Day with their arms around each other - came back into full view as the two women walked away, passing a slightly breathless JD McDonagh in the doorway. Something about Jacy’s comment seemed very specific. It was difficult to know exactly why, until you watched her and Thea depart.

“Come on, sexy,” Jacy said as she held the door open, giving Thea’s ass a hungry look before smacking it, “I’m going to show you how grown-ass women celebrate a win together.”

The last you saw of Thea, she was glancing back at you, looking conflicted as Jacy’s arm snaked around her waist.

“Hello?” it wasn’t until JD waved his hand in front of you that you realized he had been trying to talk to you this entire time, “Are you okay?”

“Jacy is awful,” you groaned, trying to ignore the fact that you were second-guessing yourself thanks to her comments, “Doesn’t anyone realize what she’s doing?”

“Shit, did she try to rough you up?” JD asked, giving you a quick once-over for signs of blood or swelling.

“No, no, I’m fine,” you tell him, despite the uneasiness at your core, “I mean, she wasn’t nice… but someone needs to get her away from Thea.”

“HR won’t intervene unless she says she wants to get away from her partner,” JD said, “Besides, that’s not our job; we’re focused on making sure the Judgment Day remains the most dominant faction in the WWE.”

“We’re also focused on keeping Rhea’s girl safe,” Damian huffed, glaring at JD as Rhea, Dom, and Finn walked in behind him, “Y no hables como eres parte de nuestro grupo.”

“Go easy on him, babe,” Finn said softly, putting a hand on his boyfriend’s shoulder, “He’s helped a lot today” - Finn lowered his voice, lust dripping in every word - “Think of how good it’s going to be when we celebrate later, just the two of us.”

JD looked slightly uncomfortable at this particular method of persuading Damian to go easy on him, but wasn’t about to complain when Damian’s attention shifted to Finn instead.

“Principe mío,” he muttered, caressing Finn’s face and leaning in to whisper something none of you could hear. JD sat down by the door, awkwardly waiting for the group’s next move as your girlfriend and metamour approached you.

“So, did you see Dom’s big win?” Rhea asked, sitting down next to you and putting an arm around your shoulders.

“I did! Congrats on getting your title back,” you said, addressing Dom as he strutted toward the two of you with his title belt over one shoulder.

“How did you want to celebrate, babe?” Rhea asked him as he sat down on the other side of her.

He considered the question for a moment as you let the weight on your shoulders relax you a bit. Unfortunately, the situation with Jacy and Thea seemed to have left an uncalmable anxiety in your stomach, slightly different from what you had been feeling for the majority of today. You needed a joint.

“Can we get some munchies and go smoke?” Dom seemed to be asking you as much as Rhea, knowing you were the only one with a supply.

“You actually read my mind,” you laugh.

“Let’s do it,” your girlfriend agreed, giving both of you a kiss on the cheek before standing, turning, and putting out both of her hands to pull the both of you up at once.

“Next thing you know, she’ll be bench-pressing them,” Damian jokes, “Go ahead, I’ll spot you.”

“How about you bring the car around instead?” Rhea responded, rolling her eyes despite having initially smiled at the comment, “We’re going on a snack run.”

[end part seventy-four of ?]

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Tag list (thank you!)

@littlemiss-fanficlover , @babybatlover , @girlofpink , @kagome2909 , @domripley , @wiccanpriestess , @falloutboy-lover , @aut0luminescence , @riverina69 , @itsrheasgirl , @1-800-sinister

[1-800-sinister]

Silent

(Rhea Ripley x Dominik Mysterio)

Warnings: Dominik is sensitive, Rhea yells at Dominik, Arguing, That's pretty much it. 

Dominik didn't mean to catch Rhea in a bad mood, but of course he did. 

"Mami, you alright." Dominik spoke up. Rheas eyes quickly snapped towards Dominik. "You asked me that for the fucking fifth time, just shut up." 

Rheas voice was raised, the first time it had ever been raised at Dominik. It made him flinch. God, did he hate yelling. He remembered when his dad used to yell at him for losing a match. 

"i'm sorry" Dominik quickly spewed out, which made Rhea even more angry than it should have. "Don't you ever fucking listen or is your brain too small to comprehend anything I said? Shut up and stop trying to get me to talk to you because it isn't going to happen. Get out of my face." 

Dominik held back tears at Rhea's hurtful words. He didn't say anything as he grabbed his stuff off of the judgment day couch. Walking to the door, he softly spoke, "All I wanted was to see if you were proud of me, mami." Rhea then softened up at dominik's voice. He sounded like a hurt child who had been kicked over and over again.

"Dom-" Before Rhea could finish, Dominik was already out the door. "Shit!" Rhea kicked over the table. 

"Hey Dom, where are you going?" Damian walked past Dominik, the smile on his face dropping as he saw Dominik crying, "Dominik, what happened?" Finn spoke up, worried for the young member of the judgment day.

Dominik shook his head and kept walking. Damian went into the judgment day locker room, seeing Rhea and asking, "What did you do?" Rhea didn't speak; she just looked at Damian. 

[domripley]

[rickrude]

rhea is living my dream

[dilanmoodboards]

Wrestlers as Children of Greek Gods (6/?)

The Judgement Day

Rhea Ripley as daughter of Hecate, goddess of crossroads, magic, moon, graves and ghosts

Damian Priest as son of Hades, god of the dead and the Underworld

Finn Bálor as son of Thanatos, personification of death

“Dirty” Dominik Mysterio as son of Nemesis, goddess of retribution, balance and revenge

JD McDonagh as son of Hypnos, personification of sleep

I know Thanatos doesn’t have kids in PJO but if Hypnos can have a cabin and have kids I don’t see why Thanatos wouldn’t. Also tried to make all of Judgement Day children of chthonic gods

[shellylongerbeam95]

I miss My Baby 🥺🖤 I can't wait for her to come back, her return is going to be HUGE when she comes back & I can't wait. 🥺😍

I haven't watched WWE since she left & had to vacate her title. 🙄🥺

[dynamitekansai]

[jonmoxleys]

[cultofthewyrm]

by yoracrab

[rheasbrvtality]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH MY FELLOW GAYS 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️