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Chapter 5 - Total Divas Begins!

TAGLIST: @angiedawn02 @reignsboy19 @yana3sworld

Do NOT copy/translate my fics. Reblogs are always welcome!

Summary: Rosa Winters and her cousin have moved to the main roster, and onto Total Divas. Rosa and Josh have gotten much closer, but where will they go from here.

WARNINGS: mentions of anxiety, fluff. This story WILL contain sexual content so minors DNI

A/N - So much faster. I am so excited for this part of the story I love the show and it just has so much drama which is what sparked this story idea in the first place!

Word Count: 2135

One whole year has passed and Josh and I have become great friends.

Oh who am I kidding, I’m head over heels for this man.

No matter, It’s been one year and Trinity, myself and her tag partner were called up to the main roster. Which means not only more screen time, but Trin and I get to travel with Jon and Josh.

We were also approached with the idea of a reality show called ‘Total Divas’ which would star Trinity, Ariane and I, the Bella twins, Brie and Nikki, Natalya, Eva who’s a brand new girl,and her partner, Jojo.

We started filming today.

-Interview-

“Hi my name is Rosalinda Santos-Winters, also known as Rosa Winters in the ring,” I said smiling at the camera. “When I started wrestling they said it was very clear I couldn’t be in a tag-team full-time with all the flips and tricks I do they were afraid whoever would be my partner would be outshined so I was signed as a full-time singles wrestler.”

“Yeah, so, Trinity is my blood-related cousin we grew up together and share the same birthday.” I said. “My relationship to Josh Uso? We’re just friends. I mean it was inevitable considering Trinity is going to marry that man one day.”

-Return to show-

Once I finished my introduction for the first episode I went to meet Trin, Ariane, and Jon at the gym.

“C’mon you gotta get amped!” Ariane said jumping up and down.

“I’m not workin out wit’ you if you don’t stop,” Trin said.

“Seriously Ariane who has this much energy when they’re at the gym at fricken 10am?” I asked putting my bag down.

“Hey Ro, good to see ya. My bro’s been askin’ fo’ you, you don’ answer your phone no more?” Jon asked as I climbed onto the treadmill next to him.

“What the hell you talkin bout’ Jon?” I asked scrunching my face in confusion. “He hasn’t texted or called in two weeks!”

“That ain’t what he said,” Jon said throwing his hands up.

“Then call him and tell him to get his ass down here,” I said pulling my headphones on.

I finished my warm-up jog turning to find the other two doing some weird lift while Jon watched. “You on union duty Jon?” I asked laughing, taking a sip of my water.

“You know it Ro,” he winked.

“Aye you winking at my girl?” Josh asked playfully smacking him in the stomach.

“Not your girl Joshua,” I said shaking my head.

“Not yet,” Josh smirked. I raised my brow at him.

“Mhm sure Uso,” I said elbowing him. “Now come help me stretch.”

“You fo’ real? We haven’t talked in two weeks and all Imma do is help you stretch your bendy self?” Josh asked trailing after me. I laid on a yoga mat on the ground

“Not my fault! I was busy, you were busy we just didn’t have time. Now push my leg farther!” I said.

“Yo’ leg is past your head you freak of nature!” Josh laughed.

“Just cuz you’re not flexible doesn’t mean you get to make fun of me for being extra bendy in all the right places,” I said.

“I can agree. Definitely all the right places,” he said.

“You are nasty!” I said kicking him. “You gon’ have to meet me in the ring for that one Joshua.”

“Fuuck man I don’t wanna be Winter whipped or White widowed today,” he whined throwing his head back.

“Don’t be gross and you won’t, but here we are,” I shrugged. Josh groaned hanging his head.

“Sucks to be you uce,” Jon laughed slapping his brother on the back.

“You’re next Jonathan!”

“What?! What’d I do?” Jon asked.

Josh and I spent most of the afternoon training. We took a break around 1pm. I sat panting on the mat sipping water.

“Why do you think Trin hasn’t started planning anything for the wedding yet?” Josh asked. I paused staring at him my brow raised.

“What makes you bring this up so suddenly?” I asked.

“Jon mentioned she wasn’t even interested in talking about wedding planning so I was just curious,” Josh said suspiciously.

“Mhm and Jon didn’t put you up to this did he?”

“Nooo,” Josh said avoiding eye contact.

“You’re a terrible liar you know.”

“I know, but do you know?” He asked.

I sighed, “honestly, the only thing I know she did was ask me to be her maid of honor, she won’t talk about dresses, food, or even where she wants to have it. Believe me I tried to pry it out, but I got nothing.”

“Damn. Sorry ma’ I know you ain’t gonna sell yo’ sis out like that, but I gotta help my uce,” Josh said.

“It’s ok Josh,” I said with a small smile.

“Anyways, have you thought about what I asked?” He asked.

-Interview-

“So, two weeks ago Josh asked me on a date and it went a little something like this:

“Hey, Ro,” Josh said walking up to me backstage.

“Hey Josh what's up?” I asked looking up from my stretch. He reached out his hand and pulled me up.

“So, we've been hangin’ out for a while, and I wanted to ask you out on a date. You know, maybe go out to Waffle house or somethin’?” He said rubbing his hands together.

“I'm sorry you say what now?” I asked, blinking rapidly.

“Will you go on a date with me Ro?” Josh asked again.

“I'm sorry, you- my best friend- wanna go on a date with my basic ass? Are you sure?” I asked again.

“Ma’ you're not basic and I'm sure I wanna go on a date with you. You just gotta say yes ma’,” Josh said.

“I-uh-”

“Rosa time to go, get to the Guerrilla!” One of the producers yelled.

“Josh listen I-”

“Go Ro, just think on it before you say no, or yes,” Josh said, ushering me away.

“And obviously after all of that I hadn't seen or heard from him in a damn week so I couldn’t tell him that yes absolutely I wanna go on a date with his fine ass,” I said finishing my story.

-back with Josh-

I couldn't help but replay that moment in my head as I tried to conjure up a response.

I looked at him like a gaping fish. My heart raced, my thoughts ricocheting like a pinball in a machine. The words felt like they were stuck in my throat, every possible answer tangling together into silence.

My thoughts were racing, going a mile a minute. ‘What if it didn't work out?’ ‘What if he realizes I'm not what he really wants in a girl?’ but ‘What if I say yes and everything goes amazing and it's my happily ever after?!’ No life is never that simple

All I had to look at was his face- his handsome face and I could see his face and it didn't change, it didn’t falter, he didn't get discouraged he just stood patiently waiting for my response.

I don't know how he didn't think I was rejecting him, or that I was insane with all the faces I was making with all those thoughts running through my head.

I've just had a huge crush on him for a very long time and he's my best friend now and I don't want to lose him, but he's such a sweetheart and he knows me so well now.

“Josh,” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “I really wanna go out with you, but if things don't go right we have to stay friends. Promise me.”

“Ma’ you don’ gotta worry bout’ that. You and me we'll always be friends, but you an’ I are goin out tonight and it's gonna be amazing ok dress cute aight? I'll see you later,” Josh said, pulling me into a hug kissing my head.

I stood there for a minute just short circuiting blinking and staring into the abyss for a minute.

“Hey Roro! Girl whatchu doin just standin’ here we gotta get to work,” Trin said, wrapping her arm around my neck trying to pull me away. I snapped outta my trance and turned to her.

“Josh asked me out Trin,” I said, my eyes still buggin out.

“AHHHHHH No way! Rosie, that's amazing! Wait where? We have no time to plan outfits, where's Jon? Jon! Get over here!” Trin yelled.

“Damn girl whatchu want? Over here yellin an shi,” Jon asked rubbing his ears like the drama queen he is.

“Josh asked her out, finally, now you need to figure out where they goin so we can get her an outfit,” Trin said. Jon rolled his eyes.

“Girl that's easy, gimme like an hour. Lord knows his ass celebratin right now,” Jon said.

Trin couldn't stop smiling and I was still processing, but soon enough I couldn't get that smile off my face, but she ended up dragging me away anyway.

“How's tag-team life been?” I asked.

Trinity sighed, “Ariane hasn’t been listening to what I have to say and like I know we got called up at the same time, but I been doin’ this a lot longer than her. I just want everything to work out for us, you know?”

“Yeah I totally get it, but you'll work it out you always do,” I said, nudging her. I waved her off as I went to get ready for my match.

I decided tonight was the night I was gonna show some skin and by some skin I mean my tattoos. For the first time ever on television my sleeve and chest piece were gonna be on full display.

My gear, as usual, was all white. My pants were normal cargo pants with small black prints on them and my top was a leather strappy top that all connected at a piece that wrapped around my neck leaving my stomach exposed as well as both my arms, and my boots were just plain white combat boots. I completed the look with just a simple white smokey eye with thick black liner.

I met up with Trin and Ariane after their dress rehearsal for Wrestlemainia, on the way to meet up with Nattie, the newbies and Ariane’s boyfriend.

“Hey girls~” Nattie said, pulling me into a hug. “Oh my god Rosie you have all your tattoos out!”

“Yeah I got this new gear and figured now was as good a time as any. Vince and everyone knows I have them and I decided I need to step a tiny bit outta my comfort zone and show a little skin,” I smiled, hugging myself.

I watched Ariane go to the side with her boyfriend Vincent and I went and met up with Jon and Trin.

“What's wrong with her, why is she crying?” I asked.

“Brutus called out that she sucks,” Trin said as we walked away with Jon. I gasped.

“That's terrible, you can't just call that out in front of a crowd of people,” I said. Trin nodded.

-Interview-

“I know Ariane is…. Inexperienced, but that doesn't give his ass the right to say she sucks in front of a whole crowd of people! If the higher-ups in WWE hear that they're gonna question having the match in Wrestlemania at all and that jeopardizes everything for my twin, Trinity. An’ we all know I’on play those games,” I said.

-Return to show-

“You're not gonna do anything,” Jon said to Vinny.

“Nah, nah, Imma go fuck his ass up right now,” Vinny said.

“Vinny, try and relax, don't do anything you're gonna regret later,” I said, laying my hand on his shoulder.

“Aye get your hands offa me!” Vinny said, slapping my hand.

I cradled my hand to my chest in shock, Trin pulled me back away from Vinny afraid he'd turn his anger on me.

“Aye what the hell man don't you put your hands on her! She tryina be nice and keep yo’ ass outta prison,” Josh said, appearing outta thin air.

“Josh, don't it's really not worth it,” I said, grabbing his hand.

“Nah, Ro he put his hands on you that don't fly ‘round here. Not wit’ me,” Josh said, turning to look at me with fury in his eyes.

I could understand his anger, I wasn’t particularly happy myself but I could tell Josh realized that I really just couldn't have this right now and I had bigger things to worry about.

“Really it's fine, let's just go. I have a match in 5 minutes,” I said.

Josh stared at me for a second before taking a deep breath and nodding, turning to Vinny to add; “Fine, but you gotta calm yo’ ass down uce,” Josh said, following me away.

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Weather The Storm Chapter 4 - Secret's Out

TAG LIST: @angiedawn02 @reignsboy19 @yana3sworld

Do NOT copy/translate my fics. Reblogs are always welcome!

Summary: Rosa Winters NXT women's champion, cousin Trinity (aka Naomi), introduces her to Josh Fatu, her boyfriend's brother, and they hit it off this is their story

WARNINGS: mentions of anxiety, fluff. This story WILL contain sexual content so minors DNI

A/N - Did I fall off the face of the earth? Yes. Am I back? Also yes. Sorry, this took 4 billion years, I had no inspiration for a while and I didn't want to put out shit work I'd hate later this chapter I'm happy with. The next chapter is the start of Total Divas! I have so many ideas for Total Divas

Word Count: 2119

Rosa POV-

If I were to have a nickel for every time I got tackled at 3am by a big behemoth of a Rottie I'd have two nickels but it's weird that it's happened twice.

Not really.

My big Rottie Dexter was on top of me in the archway slobbering all over my face.

“Ok, ok that's enough!” I laughed trying to shove his face away and get up. “C'mon Dex off.” He finally backed up into the house so I could get inside.

Trin was close behind me, Dexter wagging his nub so hard his butt was wagging with it. I turned to the boys slowly meandering their way inside. “David, Danny, show them to the guest rooms please, my ass is goin to bed,” I called from the door.

“Ah yes your highness,” David called back, I flipped him off a scowl settling on my face.

“You're not goin anywhere till we have girl talk,” Trin said, dragging me upstairs.

She decided my room was the destination so she opened the door and threw me in. I shrugged and threw my suitcase down at the foot of my bed.

“Girl, you and I both know damn well that, that boy you were talkin’ ‘bout in that story was Josh,” Trin said.

I sighed, “I can't say it was or wasn't Trin, what does that matter?”

“What does it matter?!” She whisper-yelled, “it matters because you were broken-hearted when he graduated and you didn't know his name.”

I shrugged heading into my ensuite bathroom. I turned on the sink and pulled my face wash out of the cabinet.

She followed me in and I said “If it was Josh, and I can't say it was, what does that do for me now? You can't say it was or wasn't, and I'm not asking.”

“I do know. You're stubborn ass was sleeping, but Jon, Josh, and I spoke about it and how it most definitely was him. You should really talk to him about it.” She said.

I stared at the clear running water as it traveled down the drain. Was it Josh? Do I care now almost 5 years later? Should I? What should I do?

I ran my now soaked hands over my face the water doing little to quell the hurricane of thoughts in my head.

“Rosa. Talk to him. Please. For me if not for yourself,” Trin begged.

“I'll-I'll think about it at least,” I said, facing the sink. She sighed defeated before making her way to her and Jon's room for the time being.

My grip on the granite counter didn't falter. My brow furrowed a bead of water ran into my eye, unfazed I stared into the water collecting at the bottom of the bowl, my reflection not holding the answers I wanted.

So what if it was Josh? 

I didn't care.

Did I?

No, I didn’t. Either way, I wasn’t planning on acting on it, even if it was Josh years ago I don’t see a point in acting on it now he probably doesn’t know it was me either. 

I shook my head, changed into a giant t-shirt, and climbed into bed Dexter not too far behind. 

The next morning Dexter woke me up by slobbering all over my face. Thankfully it was the day before Smackdown so Trin, Jon, Josh, and I had the day to do whatever we wanted.

I slowly made my way downstairs into the kitchen and opened the sliding glass door letting Dexter out. I opened the fridge which shockingly was fully stocked with food, probably because of my brothers insanely high metabolism. 

Everyone else was still sound asleep although understandably as it was only 9 in the morning. I started making bacon and eggs, putting my headphones on, and dancing to All Time Low as I cooked before a tap scared the crap outta me and I ripped my headphones off turning to be greeted by an apologetic smile from Josh.

“Jesus Christ, Joshua! I almost bashed your face in with a metal spatula! You can’t sneak up on me like that,” I said smacking him on the arm. He laughed throwing his arms up.

“Sorry, ma’ you were just dancin’ away you couldn’t hear me. I was just wonderin’ if you needed any help,” He said. 

“No, not cooking anyway, but if you could wake the other two, that’d be great. I’m guessing my brothers left last night. I didn’t see their car this morning,” I said, turning back to the stove, my face bright red.

“Yeah, they gone. I’ll get the other two,” he said squeezing my shoulder.

My face heated up, but I continued cooking. Trin and Jon made their way downstairs sluggishly sleep still present in their eyes.

“Wake up sleepy heads I made breakfast!” I said putting pancakes down on the table. Trin just groaned while Jon nodded rubbing his eyes. I turned to head back to the kitchen to grab the sides when Josh stopped me.

“Sit down Ro, I’ll grab the rest,” he said. I blushed and turned away.

“So Rosie are we all going to the family picnic or are you still avoiding your sister?” Jon asked shoveling some pancakes in his mouth.

“Jon!” Trin yelled, “You can’t just say that!”

“No, Trin, it’s fine. I’m going regardless of whether or not Rayleigh is there,” I said cutting into my own pancakes.

“Did I miss something?” Josh asked.

“Ro and her sister hate each other,” Jon shrugged.

“We don’t hate each other we just don’t get along, and before you ask long story short her ex-fiancee broke it off with her to try and get with me, and she’s never forgiven me for I don’t know what,” I said biting into some pancakes. “Ya’ll are welcome to join us though.”

Trin, Jon, and Josh all shared looks of disbelief before digging into their own food. 

“Rosie we gotta be there at two right?!” Trin called from across the house. At this point it was 1pm.

“Yeah! You almost ready?” I yelled back.

“Come help me tie this up!” She yelled. I shoved my earring in while rushing into Trins room down the hall. Trin was wearing a cute green halter top that tied in the back, black pants and cute green sneakers. “Oooh girl you look fine.”

“Thanks Trin,” I said. I was wearing a long-sleeve black and grey crop-top, black skinny jeans, and black platform boots my braids tied in a top-knot.

We both made our way downstairs to the boys who were sitting on the couch watching who-knows-what on the tv. 

“Are ya’ll ready to go or what?” Trin asked.

“Girl- We been ready for the past three hours it took ya’ll to finish gettin’ ready,” Jon said.

Trin and I looked at each other with raised brows before shaking our heads and heading to the car.

“Aye where you- Trin!” Jon yelled behind us.

“Nah bro you been wit’ her for how long now? You should know how women work,” Josh said following us.

“C'mon man for real!” Jon said, throwing his arms up.

We were at my parents house in downtown Pensacola around 2:30 and the party was in full swing. Trin and I were first to the door which was answered by my father Dario Santos-Winters.

“Ahhhh! Uncle Dario,” Trin squealed, tackling my dad in a hug.

“Trinity! Mi sobrina, how are you,” my dad said, returning her hug.

“Never better! I know you said we could bring guests and since Rosa didn't have a plus one I brought my boyfriend Jon and his brother Josh,” Trinity said.

“¡Mi dulce hija Rosalinda! Cómo estás, ya nunca nos visitas,” (My sweet daughter Rosalinda! How are you, you never visit anymore.) My dad said squeezing the life outta me.

“Hola papá, sé que es sólo con el trabajo y todo con Rayleigh. Me mantiene alejado,” (Hi dad, I know it's just with work and everything with Rayleigh. It keeps me away.) I said pushing him off me.

“I have no idea what ya'll said but I'm Jonathan Fatu, it's nice to meet you Mr. Santos,” Jon said, offering a handshake.

“Oh, please, call me Dario! It's wonderful to meet you Jonathan,” my dad said, grabbing his hand.

“Hello sir, my name is Joshua Fatu, Jon's twin. It's nice to meet you,” Josh said, shaking my dads hand as well. My dad introduced himself then looked at me.

“¿Me estás diciendo que no estás saliendo con esta? Es guapo, deberías ir a por él. Me recuerda a ese chico del que hablabas con Trinity hace años,” (You're telling me you're not dating this one? He's cute. You should go for it. Reminds me of that boy you were gushing about to Trinity all those years ago.) My dad said, raising his eyebrows at me.

“¡Papá! ¡No puedes decir cosas así, apenas le conozco!” (Dad! You can't just say things like that. I barely know him!) I scolded.

“In due time my dear, now please come in! The party is in full swing, your brothers are having a dance-off in the backyard with Roslind's brother or Trinity’s father and I'm sure he's gonna throw out his back if you don't go get them,” my dad said, ushering us to the backyard.

My two brothers and Uncle were having a dance-off that's for sure. It was seriously embarrassing, for my uncle that is.

“Rosalinda, as I live and breathe! My daughter has finally come home,” my mother said, pulling me into a hug. 

“Hi Mom, it's good to see you this is-” I guess Jon and Trin went to save her dad so only Josh was there. “Josh, Trinity’s boyfriend Jon's twin brother. Josh, this is my mother Roslind.”

“Nice to meet you ma'am, I'm Joshua Fatu, thanks for having me,” Josh said, shaking her hand.

“Oh don't call me ma'am makes me feel old! Ros, or Roslind is just fine,” my mom said. “Rosie, this one's cute, cuter than Jon,” my mom whispered, nudging me. My face burned and I slapped my cheeks shaking my head.

“Is she here?” I asked.

“If by ‘she’ you mean Rayleigh then no. She asked if you were coming and when I said yes she hung up on me,” my mom shrugged.

I sighed disappointed, but enjoyed the party all the same. Josh ate his weight in BBQ and Mexican not to say I didn't do the same, and just as we settled to finish our conversation about our shared friend, his cousin Joe A'noai, Trin came barreling up to us.

“I know how to prove it was Josh all those years ago!” Trin yelled, grabbing my arm and pulling me up. “C'mon Josh!”

“Aight man jeez I'm comin,” Josh said rushing to catch up. 

Trin dragged me into the house where Jon sat with my Sophomore yearbook opened to the Cheer and Football pages.

“See!” Trin said.

“Ok, what am I looking at?” I asked.

“Your yearbook! Look, point at who knocked you over,” Trin said.

I gave her some side-eye before pointing to one of the two boys in do-rags.

“That one. So now what?” I shrugged. Both Jon and Josh sent each other sideways glances. 

“Ok, now read his name,” Trin said.

“Ok, let's see, number 24…. Joshua Fatu.” I looked to the man behind me to the boy in the picture several times before hiding my burning face.

“Hey, listen I didn't wanna jump to conclusions but- oh god you're crying, why are you crying?! I dunno what to do, I uh- I'm sorry,” Josh stuttered.

“No it's not you, I've just never been so embarrassed in my whole life!” I said throwing my hands around before covering my face again. “I've never told a guy I liked a story about how I liked him in high school, and I think I should just curl up and die now.”

“Girl, don’t feel bad,” Josh said wiping my tears. “I had a feeling it was me when you told the story, but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions.” Josh looked at me wiping the leftover tears off my face.

“So how long do you think it’ll take for them to remember we’re still here?” Jon asked Trin not so quietly.

“Jon! Shut up, they were having a moment!” Trin scolded elbowing him in the side.

“Ow! Damn girl, just making an observation,” Jon said throwing his hands up.

I shook my head covering my eyes with the heels of my palms.

“You fo’ real right now Jon? Damn yo’ bigass mouth ain’t ever been quiet huh?” Josh said.

Trin and I started laughing. These boys are ridiculous.

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Weather the Storm Jey Uso x (mixed) OC Masterlist / Cast

Chapter 1-

Chapter 2-

Chapter 3-

Chapter 4-

Chapter 5-

Cast

Benjamin Bratt as Dario Santos-Winters

Rae Dawn as Roslind Santos-Winters

The Les twins as Daniel & David Santos-Winters

Layla Keating as Rayleigh Santos-Winters

Samantha Logan as Rosalinda Maria Santos-Winters

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Seriously, they're all over my tiktok! And no matter how many times i press that stupid 'not interested in this content' or whatever button IT STILL KEEPS COMING

I have seen

All the fucking leaks

Mostly against my will.

Now I can just sit patiently for the finished products, without fear of more leaks, I HOPE.

Honestly, fuck leakers. You’re ruining the artists delivery of their art and it’s not cute and not fun. Enjoying new content is an EXPERIENCE and the experience has been ruined for man now. I can’t wait to see the fully finished and realized art and celebrate it then.

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If the election goes the way it looks right now, I and my fellow women will suffer.

Almost my whole family is voting for a man who has advocated for a fascist, dictatorship government where he will ‘leave abortion laws to the states’ when it shouldn't be up to anyone what happens to MY body.

They're voting for a man who will get rid of medical care for those who need it.

Someone who would refuse to provide an abortion for a 10 year old, a rape victim, a woman with an ectopic pregnancy, a trans man, or a woman who would die bringing a pregnancy to term.

Someone who only wants to keep money in his own pocket and that of his peers.

Someone who doesn't give a single fuck about the ‘working man.��

Someone who will only make prices higher because he has no clue what he's doing.

Someone who believes that only marriage between men and women is valid.

Someone who wants to eradicate and denounces the existence of trans individuals.

Someone who believes that women are objects for the pleasure of men.

Someone who denounces the rights of LGBTQIA+ individuals to live an equal and normal life.

They're voting for a man who doesn't like women, biological or not.

A man who hates the LGBTQIA+ community.

A man who is incompetent, uneducated, and inexperienced.

A man who wishes to take us back to the 1950's where he could get away with all his crimes.

A 34-count felon is who people want running the country.

Not the woman fighting for the freedoms of other women.

The woman who wants to fight for the ‘working man's’ wages.

The woman who wants to lower our taxes and put money in our pockets.

The one who wants to cap prescription costs so people can afford more things.

The one who wants to penalize grocery distributors for price gouging.

They're voting for a man who wants to erase people like me.

A man who wants to turn us into a place like Russia.

No one should have voted for this man and whoever did because they wanted a ‘change.’ I have lost all respect for you.

You are the problem.

You are trying to erase millions of people.

Kind people.

People who you love.

People you work with.

People who are your friends.

People who are just like you.

But you believe that this is the change that needs to happen…

All of you will reap what you sow.

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And thats the truth

Sami, I love you, but this is correct.

[trashbin-nie]

AND NEW!!!!

LETS FUCKING GO MAN!

[trashbin-nie]

FINALLY JEY HOLY SHIT I HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER I FEEL LIKE MY FACE IS GONNA SPLIT IN TWO FROM SMILING

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Who does he think he is? With that hand? Like come here baby! Me: you don’t have to tell me twice 🏃🏻‍♀️‍➡️

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This aged horribly in an ✨️hour✨️

Yessss Cody’s done w the bloodline, I was dreading the thought of Cody and Roman in the same team 😮‍💨🙏

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Unpopular opinion:

I'm not really a fan of *romantic* Jhea... makes me weirdly uncomfy.

Platonic Jhea tho? Go off love that.

[trashbin-nie]

I don't *hate* Cody.

I for sure don't like the guy, BUT I'm not gonna shit all over him cuz i find his ass annoying as hell.

I don't even care about the fact that he's a nepo baby. There are plenty.

Is he talented? Yes. Is he as talented as the samoan dynasty? Absolutely not. Can't really fault him there.

Not everyone was made to be an actor.

I will, however, say that when he came out friday and said "it hasnt been yours since Wrestlemainia," i almost throttled him through the screen.

What have you done?!

What have you contributed?!

Did you have people chanting and wishing for you because Smackdown was absolute garbage?!

No. You. Didn't.

The fact that he had the audacity to walk in that ring and demand, not ask, demand respect from one man everyone loves is never going to be a person I will respect.

Cody may have acknowledged Roman and what he'd done for the company at the beginning of his reign, but the switch to disrespect is just jarring.

Ok so they take Roman’s moment from him to have Ken tell him that it’s not his WWE anymore, when he’s been the number 1 selling point, the face of the company, even though he’s not even been here! The title doesn’t make the star, the star makes the title and from where I’m sitting, Cody Rhodes is no fucking star, just a nepo baby riding the coattails of his daddy.

Good fucking night.

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If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again

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All the way at the damn rumble bruh at this point we just aint gettin Jimmy back. They stuffed his ass in the closet we'll see him next NEXT Christmas

welp.. at this rate we're getting jimmy at the royal rumble

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CHAPTER 3: Car Ride Home

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TW: mild sibling violence (typical sibling things)

Summary: Rosa Winters NXT women's champion, cousin Trinity (aka Naomi), introduces her to Josh Fatu, her boyfriends brother, and they hit it off this is their story

Hehehehe, you guys commenting brings me joy! We gon’ pretend there wasn’t like a 3-week break in between here. Also, Spanish is NOT my first language. It’s also super rusty, so lmk if the grammar/sentence structure is off

Anyways, enjoy chapter 3. It's kinda short though apologies

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Rosa fell asleep

Also, these two are my very first tags, so thanks, guys. I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far 🥹

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(Josh POV)

She fell asleep.

Damn near right after her story too. 

She went to our school and had a crush on a guy who slammed her with a football during my senior year. I was on the football team, and, of course, what luck, she conveniently doesn’t remember the guy’s name! 

This has to be some sick joke.

“Hey man, sorry,” Jon said glancing back at me. I guess Trin fell asleep too, didn’t have time to notice, all wrapped in my head and shit.

“Nah uce, it’s fine. She don’ know who it was,” I shrugged and continued glaring out the window with my arms crossed.

Jon sighed and shook his head. “Lil’ bro c’mon we both know it was you. You da only one on the team that damn near murdered a cheerleader our senior year!”

“Jon, ain’t neither one of us knows that for sure. Could’ve been anyone else she talked to afterwards might not have been me. I can’t even remember,” I said waving him off. I could feel him rolling his eyes.

“Boy- You gon tell me that you don’ remember us walkin’ home after that day you sent that poor tiny girl flying off that people tower and talkin’ ‘bout “bro that girl was fuckin’ hot as all hell” and a bunch of other things? I ain’ buying what chu sellin Uce,” he said. 

“You both are real lucky that girl could sleep through a damn nuclear bomb cuz you ain’t quiet,” Trin said adjusting her position.

“Sorry Trin, but he trippin,” Jon said pointing at me.

“I ain’t trippin Jonathan,” I said shaking my head.

“You are Josh. I only brought it up cuz Jon was tellin me ‘bout it a while ago,” She said, unmoving. “I’m sorry she couldn’t remember your name, or whoever’s name if you’re insisting.” She raised her arms feeling my glare.

“Can you three musketeers shut the hell up? Some of us are trying to fuckin’ sleep in this damn car an I’m tellin you right now it’ll be all queen of hearts, hablando mal de la cabeza. Pendejas,” Rosie said groggly.

She angrily threw her pillow on my lap, ripped off her seatbelt, and slammed herself onto it on her side quickly going back to sleep.

We all froze.

“Trin… I thought you said she'd sleep through a hurricane?!” I whisper-yelled holding my arms up avoiding touching the girl suddenly sleeping in my lap

Trin stared in shock, “she's never woken up through talking before!” She yelled.

Thankfully the rest of the ride went smoothly, Trin fell asleep an hour after the fiasco, and I wasn't far behind. Jon woke us up when we arrived at the girls house.

It was a large two-story home painted white with stonework by the door and a black roof. The lights were still on when we pulled in, so someone was awake.

Jon shook Trin, waking her up.

“Oh good, the twins are still up,” she said, wiping the sleep from her eyes. She unbuckled and got out heading to the door, and before long two tall skinny men emerged from the house. Jon and I both slid out of the car, me more gently trying not to wake Rosie.

“Guys, this is David and Daniel, the Winters twins, and Rosie's older brothers,” Trin said.

“Sup, names Daniel, just call me Danny. I take it the ray of sunshine is passed out in the back seat as usual?” He asked, All of us nodded. “Well, David, its yo’ turn I woke her ass last time, and I'm still recovering from the  black eye.”

“I never-” David started, but after a dark glare from his brother changed his mind “ugh fine!”

David slowly shuffled his way to the back seat on the passenger side and slowly, with a shaky hand patted his sister's shoulder lightly she adjusted a little but stayed asleep  Danny rolled his eyes telling him he had to shake her harder. He looked at his twin with the nerves written on his face. 

He shoved her a lot harder and we heard a groan.

“I thought I told you that I was trying to sleep!” She groggily yelled, her brother being met with a shoe to the forehead.

“Well, you ungrateful whelp. You're home now so go to yo’ damn bed,” David said.

“Just carry me,” she said. David rolled his eyes.

“Absolutely not, you can walk in after that nice black eye you just gave me,” He said.

Rosie gave him a stank face ripping her bag from the floor, slamming the car door, and stomping up to the door.

“Damn worse than usual what did y’all do?” Daniel asked holding a fist to his mouth.

“Woke her up in the car,” Trin said, laughing as we watched a big beefy Rottweiler jump on Rosies half asleep form. “Now Dexter is all riled up.”

Jon and I shared a look.

Ain’t no one told us there was a big ass Rottweiler here!

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can’t believe this is really the main event for tonight 🥴

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So then why is Jey still getting fucked? 🤔🤨

Need to start a campaign on Twitter for Jey Uso during every Monday Night Raw then….hmmmm