#wwe Monday night raw

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

This was a sick ass shot.

I love how they used to drones tonight.

[itsgivingmami]

Unyielding- Rhea Ripley

After a shocking phone call turns Rheas world upside down, she rushes to the hospital to find her roommate—her closest confidant and secret crush—recovering from a car accident. As emotions run high, the tension between them shifts, forcing Rhea to confront the truth: some bonds are too unyielding to ignore.

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As Rhea Ripley stood in the bustling airport terminal, her phone rang, its tone cutting through the ambient noise. Glancing at the screen, she saw an unfamiliar number displayed. She wasn’t sure why she felt compelled to pick it up—maybe residual anxiety or sleep deprivation. The fact that she’d texted you almost two hours ago and heard nothing back gnawed at her.

“Hello, is this Rhea Ripley?” a calm voice inquired.

“Yes, this is she,” Rhea replied, her voice tinged with apprehension.

“Ms. Ripley, this is Nurse Thompson from L.A. General Hospital. Your roommate has been admitted following a car accident.”

Rhea’s breath caught, her world narrowing to the words coming through the phone. “Uh, okay, fuck, I… I’m about to board a flight home.”

“I understand this is overwhelming,” Nurse Thompson said gently. “She’s conscious and talking with her doctor.”

“Thank you,” Rhea managed to say before ending the call, her hands trembling. Could’ve led with that, she thought, frustration mingling with relief.

She stood motionless for a moment, the weight of the news pressing down on her. The announcement for her flight echoed in the background, but her focus had shifted entirely. She handed the gate agent her ticket and headed down the terminal, feet feeling heavier than any weight she’d lifted. She sat in her seat with her hood up, trying to steady her racing thoughts.

~

“Miss,” the nurse assigned to you for the past few hours peeked around the curtain, her overwhelming positivity evident. You offered her a tired smile in return.

“I’ve been gone for three days,” Rhea groaned, her eyes scanning your body for injuries. Her hands clenched and unclenched, torn between wanting to hold you and fearing she might cause you pain. “I thought you might set our place on fire, but crashing your car and a concussion…”

“Someone t-boned my car; I didn’t crash it,” you defended yourself, though it seemed she didn’t hear you. “Hey, I’m okay,” you tried again.

“No, you’re clearly not,” she retorted, her eyes burning as they met yours. You swallowed thickly. “You’re sitting in a hospital bed with a head injury.”

“It’s minor; it won’t mess with your schedule,” you said, hoping to ease her concern.

Rhea’s eyes narrowed, her frustration evident. “Won’t mess with…?” She sighed angrily, gripping the metal rail on the side of your bed as she leaned down, closing her eyes. “That isn’t my concern.”

Her scoff confused you as you tried to understand why your roommate was so upset.

“No, I guess I shouldn’t assume you’d take care of m—” you began, but she pushed off the rail, rubbing her hands over her face as she laughed quietly.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” Rhea hissed, pacing within the confined space of the room.

The tension in the room was palpable, a mix of concern, frustration, and unspoken emotions hanging in the air.

Rhea’s pacing halted abruptly, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your breath catch. “I can’t leave you alone for one second without you hurting yourself, can I?”

You opened your mouth to respond, your voice soft. “I mean, I’m fine, so it’s oka—”

“No,” she interrupted, her tone firm and edged with frustration. “It’s not okay. Not when I feel like I’m going to go batshit fucking crazy, thinking about you being hurt.”

The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of her words settling over you both. You reached out, your fingers brushing against her hand, offering a silent apology and seeking reassurance.

Rhea’s gaze softened at your touch, her fingers intertwining with yours. “I just… I can’t bear the thought of losing you,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

You squeezed her hand gently, your eyes meeting hers with a promise. “I’m not going anywhere,” you assured her.

Rhea’s eyes, previously stormy with concern, now softened as she gazed at you. The tension in her shoulders eased, and she took a tentative step closer, her fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. The warmth of her touch sent a comforting shiver down your spine, grounding you in the reality of the moment.

“I’m sorry for worrying you,” you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion.

She shook her head slowly, a small, tender smile playing on her lips. “Just promise me you’ll be more careful,” she murmured, her breath mingling with yours as she leaned in, the proximity creating a charged intimacy between you.

“I promise,” you replied, your words a mere breath against her lips.

The space between you seemed to disappear as Rhea closed the distance, her lips meeting yours in a kiss that was both gentle and profound. The world outside the hospital room faded away, leaving only the sensation of her warmth enveloping you. Her lips were soft, moving with a tenderness that spoke of unspoken promises and deep affection.

As the kiss deepened, her hand cupped your cheek, her thumb tracing soothing circles against your skin. The connection between you was palpable, a silent communication of love and reassurance that words could never fully convey.

When you finally parted, both breathless and hearts racing, Rhea rested her forehead against yours, her eyes closed as if savoring the closeness. “I love you,” she whispered, the words a sacred vow between you.

“I love you too,” you replied, your voice filled with unwavering certainty.

I don’t know what this is I was high and inspired and then came back to it…🤷🏻‍♀️😂

[miru-has-thoughts]

They should have used that decibal measure to see how loud LA was booing hogan

[queenzayy234]

She just loves to yeet! 🙌🏾🤭🙂‍↕️

[hardcore-heaven]

UNDERTAKER IS HERE FOR JANUARY SIXT- I MEAN

[svld99]

We better get the Waffle House segment next week. Rhea and jey better be celebrating.

[plaidpajamallama]

Oh it’s gonna be bad

That man is gonna be crashing hard.

[magicalbuttertarts]

I love them both

[sweet-angeleye]

This moment is gonna live rent free for a while

[damiansgoodgirll]

RHEA BLOODY RIPLEY🥹💜 i’m so proud of you

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

Damian sighting thank you @ HaangEmHigh 🫡

[itsgivingmami]

hey how are you i was wondering if could do a Rhea x reader ? where rhea ask reader to marry like in a romantic places and it end with smut (Sorry english is not my first language)

Hey I’m good! Thanks for the request and no need to apologize ever. I hope you enjoy it!

With This Ring- Rhea Ripley

Rhea plans an intimate night at home to ask the biggest question of her life, she hopes to show her love just how much she means to her.

The glow of the candles illuminated your living room, their flickering light casting soft shadows across the walls. Rhea had gone all out tonight, transforming your cozy space into something magical and you’d nearly melted when you walked in the door. The coffee table was adorned with a simple yet elegant spread: your favorite wine, a snack board, and a small vase of fresh flowers. you could here the soft hum of her music in the kitchen.

“Baby?” You called gently making your way down the hall when you stopped frozen.

You glanced at her as she moved around the room, dressed in a fitted black shirt and dark jeans, her usual confidence tinged with a nervous energy that was hard to miss.

“This is… incredible,” you said, taking it all in. “What’s the occasion?”

Rhea smirked, scratching the back of her neck. “Can’t I spoil my girl for no reason?”

You gave her a playful look, though your heart fluttered at her words. “You always do anyway, but I know you. There’s also always a reason.”

She chuckled, her lips quirking into a small smile as she guided you to sit on the plush couch. Handing you a glass of wine, she sat beside you, her knee brushing against yours. For a moment, she seemed lost in thought, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of her glass.

“My love,,” she began, her voice softer than usual. “You know I’m not the best with words, but I need you to hear me out.”

You set your glass down, giving her your full attention. Trying to ignore the way this was starting to sound like a talk you take a deep breath. The way her deep blue eyes met yours made your breath catch—it wasn’t just the usual intensity; there was something deeper there. A look you had never seen, no at home, on a date, in the ring, no where.

“I’ve spent a lot of my life trying to be strong for everyone else,” she continued, her voice steady but laced with vulnerability. “But you… you’re the one who makes me feel like I don’t have to be. You make me feel safe, loved, and understood in a way I never thought was possible.”

Your eyes began to tear as her words sank in.

“I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone,” Rhea said, her hands reaching for yours. “And I want to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much.”

Before you could process her words, she shifted, pulling a small velvet box from her pocket. Your heart stopped as she opened it, revealing a stunning ring—a delicate, timeless design that was so perfectly you.

“My sweet girl will you marry me?”

Tears spilled freely down your cheeks as you nodded, your voice trembling with emotion. “Yes, Rhea. Of cours I’ll fucking marry you.”

The relief and joy on her face was overwhelming as she slid the ring onto your finger. Without hesitation, she leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss that was soft yet filled with a passion that left you breathless.

As the kiss deepened, Rhea’s hands gently cupped your face, her thumb brushing away a stray tear. The warmth of her touch grounded you, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh against her lips.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, her tone teasing but affectionate.

You smiled, your eyes shining with happiness. “I just can’t believe this is real. That you’re mine.”

Rhea’s gaze softened, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I’ve always been.”

She pulled you closer, her hands trailing down to your waist as she guided you onto her lap. The crackling of the fireplace and the soft hum of the music set the perfect mood, but all you could focus on was her—the way her lips claimed yours, the way her hands roamed your body with desire.

“Let me show you just how much I love you,” Rhea murmured, her breath hot against your ear as her lips trailed along your jawline.

[kcloveswrestling]

tell me why i expected The Rock to turn on him…

[queenzayy234]

That Hogan segment they had, could’ve been a Jhea segment…..

[hardcore-heaven]

*santino voice* .............john chena ......

[cinelestial]

The Undertaker makes an appearance and celebrates with Rhea Ripley for her Women’s World Championship Victory.