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( #FOREV3R ) — wrestling is not a love story , it's a fairytale for masochists . a comedy for people who criticize punchlines . a fantasy most can't understand , a spectacle no one can deny . lines are blurred . heroes are villains . —

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( #FOREV3R ) — wrestling is not a love story , it's a fairytale for masochists . a comedy for people who criticize punchlines . a fantasy most can't understand , a spectacle no one can deny . lines are blurred . heroes are villains . —

managed by mox .

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what if , uh , i made this a stand alone blog instead of a side blog ? what then ?

i've been vibing so hard on my wrestling muses and i'm honestly really happy doing that at the moment .

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@mybruta1ity said : 'there's nothing left for me to know'

｢ DOMINIK MYSTERIO. ｣ —    weeks  have  passed  since  summerslam ...  nearly  two  months .  he’s  counted  each  day ,  a  tally  cut  into  the  back  of  his  mind ,  a  reminder  of  just  how  much  he’s  fucked  up ,  of  just  how  much  he’d  given  up .  he’d  had  everything  to  lose ...  he’d  been  at  the  top ,  happy ,  loved .  and  now ?  the  boo’s  seem  louder  and  the  self  hatred  feels  heavier  and  he  can’t  help  but  wonder  if  maybe  eddie  is  his  real  dad  because  wasn’t  he  following  along  in  his  footsteps  so  goddamn  perfectly ?  times  like  this  he  wishes  he  could  talk  to  his  mom .  she’d  tell  him  how  stupid  he  was  [ eres  un  idiota  mi  vida ]  but  would  try  to  guide  him  back  to  a  path  that  might  let  him  fix  things .

but  he’d  fucked  that  up  too ,  hadn’t  he ?

he’s  in  unknown  territory  here .  he  had  already  pulled  the  black  roses  trick  before  he’d  actually  done  anything  unforgivable .  there’s  no�� way  she’d  be  won  over  by  that ,  now . it  doesn’t  matter  how  sincere  it  would  be .  no ...  there’s  probably  no  gift  dom  could  give  her  that  would  bring  her  back ,  that  would  show  her  that  he’s  lost  without  her .  he’s  never  been  good  with  words ,  though .  gifts  and  actions  have  always  been  his  love  language ,  but  he’ll  do  what  it  takes  to  get  her  back .

anything -

there  had  been  no  expectation  that  she  would  take  him  up  on  his  offer .  just  fast  food  at  a  park .  neutral  ground  so  she  could  bolt  if  she  wanted  to ,  needed  to .  but  when  she’d  shown  up ,  bag  of  food  in  hand ,  he  hadn’t  been  able  to  stop  himself  from  smiling ,  from  feeling  a  spark  of  hope  in  his  chest  despite  her  words .  because  she  was  there .  that  had  to  mean  something .  “ rhea ...  there’s  a lot  you  need  to  know . “  a  pause  as  he  pulls  an  order  of  nuggets  and  fries  out  of  his  bag  to  place  them  on  the  picnic  table .  “ i  was  stupid .  i  was  angry  and  i  didn’t  think  about  how  much  you  would  get  hurt  and  that  was  stupid .  ella  no  significa  nada .  i  should  have  talked  to  you .  i  shouldn’t  have  pulled  that  shit .  quería  saber  que  te  importaba .  i  was  wrong . ”

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@thr0whands ( dom ) sent : sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

｢ LIV MORGAN. ｣ —    there are moments she's sure she's dreaming , that she's been knocked out in the ring and everything around her is nothing but a concussion induced hallucination because how the fuck could this be happening to her ? she had never intended for it to turn into this ... had never intended to catch feelings and get attached , but there had been something about dominik mysterio that had changed every plan she had .

and she was thankful .

she'd spent so long keeping everyone at arms length after betrayal after betrayal , trying to protect her heart from any more pieces chipping away with each care thrown back in her face . she'd watched so many move on without her , watched them laugh and brag about breaking her , about leaving her injured , about chasing her out of the locker room to heal because of course she was the weak one . she was the dispensable one , the replaceable one , the one who could be stepped over and ignored . and she'd gotten tired of it .

all of this had started as a way for liv to prove herself to everyone ... to herself ... that she was more than they wanted to write her off as . that had been the only goal outside of tearing apart rhea ripley's world . she hadn't intended to steal her world , to push her out of her place and step into her shoes and become more than she could have imagined . it would have been enough to watch rhea fall , to watch her crumble , to watch her realize that she had nothing left because it all belonged to liv .

but dom had thrown a wrench into all of that .

now , staring up at him , chin pressed to his chest as strong , slender fingers run through strands of blonde , she can't help but be amazed that they've found their way here . there are moments when the world is silent and she's alone in the club house or waiting just behind the curtain when she worries that she could lose him , that someone could do exactly what she did and lure him away . but then there are moments like this ... moments when she's smiling up at him and she knows that there's not a goddamn thing that can come between them . " don't you have a match to get ready for ? don't want to piss of finn more than we already have . "

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i also have to add muses and finish icons for :

chelsea green naomi knight

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shifted around some exclusives . nothing happened , just more comfy on my blog and with the community so just want to open it up a bit . you can take a look at the carrd for them <3

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it's not easy when it's staring you in the face is it

wwe raw 12/9/24 // wwe raw 12/11/23 // i dont like who i was then - the wonder years // wwe raw 12/16/24 // wwe raw 12/30/13 // leave like that - syml // wwe nxt 8/24/12 // wwe raw 7/8/24 // interview with the machine woman - joan tierney // @wwerollins tweet

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@mybruta1ity asked : 'What are you to do when the person that you love just says ‘no’?'

｢ DOMINIK MYSTERIO. ｣ —    the  answer  has  never  been  that  he  doesn’t  love  her .  his  heart  is  full  to  bursting  with  love  for  her ,  overflowing  with  the  hope  that  one  day  they  can  figure  this  out  and  spend  a  lifetime  together .  he’s  never  doubted  her  love .  there’s  never  been  a  moment  when  he  thought  that  she  didn’t  truly  care ,  that  he  was  just  a  stepping  stone  or  a  toy to  her .  but  he’s  never  been  able  to  figure  out  if  she  respects  him .  maybe  she  thinks  she  does ...  maybe  she  tries  to  show  it  in  her  own  way .  but  most  days  he  feels  disheartened ,  ashamed ,  inadequate .

how  do  you  tell  the  woman  you  love  that  she  breaks  your  heart  every  day ?

even  worse ...  how  do  you  look  her  in  the  eye  after  you’ve  torn  her  heart  apart  and  tell  her  that  you  still  love  her ,  that  it  hasn’t  stopped ,  and  that  maybe  he  had  done  too  much .  that  maybe  he  had  gone  too  far  but  it  didn’t  feel  like  it  at  the  time .  in  the  moment ,  it  felt  right .  in  the  moment ,  it  felt  like  justice .  but  in  the  moments  after ,  when  he’d  ghosted  liv  and  let  the  anger  of  the  fans  fade  from  thought ...  he’d  realized  he  had  to  have  hurt  her  more  than  she  could  ever  hurt  him .  he  didn’t  have enemies ...  not  like  rhea .  sure ,  there  was  rey  but  family  is  different .  dom  had  done  the  one  thing  he  knew  would  break  rhea .  it  hadn’t  been  enough  to  hurt  her ...  he  had  crushed  her .

and  some  semblance  of  regret  was  setting  in .

“ lo  siento ,  mi  estrella . “  a  soft  apology  as  he  dares  to  draw  closer  until  legs  bump  an  armchair  across  from  her .  he  collapses  into  it ,  soul  exhausted  as  he  drags  hands  over  his  face  and  rests  elbows  on  his  knees ,  fingers  folding  together  so  that  he  can  lean  his  chin  on  his  hands .  he’d  fucked  up .  he  knows  he  had  and  he  has  no  right  to  ask  her  for  forgiveness ,  no  right  to  ask  her  for  a  chance  to  make  it  right  or  earn  her  trust  or  even  share  the  same  space  as  her .  but  he  also  doesn’t  want  to  go  right  back  to  where  they  were ...  how  they  were .  “ te  amo .  that  didn’t  change . “

he  lets  the  words  linger  in  the  air  between  them ,  hopes  that  she  can  hear  the  truth  in  them  whether  she  believes  it  or  not .  “ it  was  never  about  that ,  mami .  you  didn’t  show  me  any  kind  of  respect  out  there .  it  felt  like  you  never  believed  in  me  and  when  you  did ,  you  cared  more  about  the  gold  than  me .  i  felt  like  un  adorno ,  a  decoration  to  make  you  look  better .  world  champ  rhea  ripley  with  her  champion  boyfriend .  and  when  it  was  gone ...  it  felt  like  everything  changed . “

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Alexa Bliss solo blog coming once I figure my life out

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welcome cm punk to the roster !

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@wa7chme said : 'You are on my mind and I think about you all the time.'

｢ DOMINIK MYSTERIO. ｣ —    a sly grin pulls to his lips as he grabs her hand and pulls her to the couch in the clubhouse . is this happiness ? is this what it means to find something worth holding onto ? he'd thought he'd had the world when he'd had rhea to come home to . but liv ? oh now he has the entire universe in his arms .

a soft hum as he drops onto the couch , pulling the petite blonde into his lap as arms wrap around her waist , face burying in the crook of her neck to pepper her with kisses . " mi princesa, eres todo en lo que pienso. who needs a belt when i've got you ? "

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this week is nutty . traveling this weekend and will probably be around a bit next week . <3

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I’m sorry what do you mean the miz was kidnapped by the Wyatt sicks

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( #CHI1DOFWOE ) — it was the week after halloween. i was six years old. i took my pet scorpion, nero, out for his afternoon stroll when we were ambushed. two of them held me down and made me watch while the others ran their bikes over nero until... it was snowing when i buried what was left of him. i cried my little black heart out. but tears don't fix anything, so i vowed never to do it again. —

sharpened by mox .

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@s-unfleur ( damian ) said : Don’t go into this lightly. If you’re mine, you need to understand I will burn the fucking world to the ground for you.

｢ FINN BÀLOR. ｣ —    how long have they been dancing around this ? how long had he been trying to convince himself that they're nothing more than friends , teammates , close ? how many nights had he laid awake in a fucking hotel room trying to figure out why the fuck he felt so alone when damian was on the other side of a door connecting the rooms ? and how many times had he wished that he could throw open that door and ... and what ? what was this ? what was it becoming ?

questioning it is stupid . he knows exactly what this has turned into . stolen glances , brushes of fingers against hands . nights of pressing way too close when matches have wound down and movies are the only things lighting the room , he can forget the confusion for just a little while . can stop trying to understand why feelings keep bubbling in his chest that he doesn't want to make sense of . in the dark ... he can just exist .

but putting a name to it ?

" so ... we're puttin' a label on this t'ing , then ? " soft , calm , the words spill from his lips . there's no malice , no annoyance , nothing but worry . worry for what the locker room will see , how they'll treat them . but no worry at all for the feelings he's starting to come to terms with . " y'sure yer ready for that ? " is finn ?

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@thr0whands ( dom ) said : ' if i loved you at the start, then i would love you at the end. '

｢ LIV MORGAN. ｣ —    she's been in her head about this whole thing ever since summerslam . the feeling of riding high had faded once the adrenaline worked itself out of her system and she truly understood what had happened . but her brain ... [ I HATE YOU ! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE ! ] she can't get it out of her head . in silence , his voice comes to her , lingers in echoes and she can't fight it , can't fight the fear that maybe she's the butt of the joke , maybe this is an elaborate plan to drag her to rock bottom . but it had been months since that moment . months of curling up against his chest , of tangling her life with his , and she still feels like she's waiting for the other shoe to drop .

maybe that's what has her pacing the hotel room . what has her dragging petite fingers through blonde hair as she refuses to look at him because she can't handle it if she can see a lie in his eyes . she wants this to be real , wants to believe this but ... everyone leaves . even worse , they turn on her and leave her battered and bruised before walking away . and she's never been good at letting go .

some things never change .

body language dares him to stand up from the bed , begs him to stay still because she knows she'll give herself to bliss if he touches her , if he drowns her in affection . but she needs to know . she has to know if this is real , if this is more than just pissing off a girlfriend for some fucked up reason she can't imagine . and she doesn't want to see the disappointment at the question , the frustration at her inability to get past fear and abandonment , of comparing him to every goddamn person who tore their way out of her life .

but then he speaks and the world stands still . time stops as she processes his words , teeth pulling at her bottom lip as brow pinches . she turns on her heel towards him , blue eyes finally making the journey to meet his . " you love me ? "