#i have a problem and his name is balor

[incarnation-of-rasputin]

i have sinned once more

[imtrashraccoon]

If I was clever, I would make a pun, but alas I have not watched the show... Eh? Okay, I'll stop. Um, I wonder if the fight is already over?

@owl-bones

First, Previous, & Next Day

Bad Sansuary II: Nightmare - Lost

Word Count: 619

The moment Balor gave the order, the cultists by the exits sprang into action. Those who were spellcasters cast an armour spell, while the others immediately charged, brandishing their weapons. Balor began to float out of striking range with Donovan leaping over the railing to follow.

You and Dirk elected to charge the cultists, fighting side by side to keep them away from Donovan. Now, you weren't in Balor's immediate line of sight, so you were able to conjure your meteor hammer. Combined with Dirk's bone bullets, this meant you were able to take down two enemies before the spellcasters had prepared their next spell.

Swing, throw, smash, repeat. You started to get into a rhythm, focusing on crowd control to keep the cultists from getting too close. Without needing to be told, Dirk seemed to notice what you were trying to do, and immediately switched up his strategy to support you. Rather than using his dagger up close, he began relying more on his magic to keep the spellcasters on their toes. He still couldn't summon his blaster, but the flurry of red bones he kept flinging at the cultists was making a difference.

You were starting to think this fight was actually possible to win. That is, until more cultists began to filter into the cavern. Then you missed a strike, and Dirk just barely managed to dodge a blow from a cultist with a mace. A stray mote of fire separated you further, and you were forced to attack two cultists at once.

This was fine. You were still able to hold your own, even if you kept having to dodge fireballs and ice spikes now and then. The only problem was that the moment you struck down a cultist, another would step in to take its place, creating a continuous cycle of whack-a-mole. To top it off, you kept having to back up to avoid your opponent's strikes, which was only separating you further from Dirk.

You ended up with your back against the railing and, with limited room to swing your weapon, were forced to pull your dagger and fight paw to paw. You slashed, kicked, and even headbutted the cloaked figures, slowly gaining back your space.

Then you felt a sharp pain in your shoulder. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of a black ray of magic graze your right shoulder. You didn't even see where it ended up. Your vision began to blur, and yet you didn't need it to feel the affected area beginning to dust. The only thing you could hear was your own heartbeat echoing in your ears.

And then you were falling.

You hit the ground hard, feeling a wave of fresh pain envelop your body. How much HP had you just lost? You were still conscious, so you must have a little left, but you knew you were already starting to dust. You could faintly hear Donovan shout, frantically calling your name.

Suddenly, he was at your side, tendrils coiling around your body and clutching you against his ribcage. The cool temperature of his tentacles actually helped to clear the brain fog you were experiencing, bringing the world back into focus. You could hear him begging for you to stay with him and see Balor languidly floating overhead, his central eye trained on the two of you.

"Aw, seems my aim was off. They weren't supposed to still be kicking." The beholder smirked and began to slowly circle around you. "My bad! I'll make sure that won't happen again..."

Donovan grit his teeth, his cyan eyelight desperately scanning your face. "I... I can't heal you... Dearest! You have got to stay awake!"

[coolbeansawrestlingblog]

Real Love Will Prevail

A/N: Hello, so I wrote this years ago when I was still in high school but I'm wanting to get back into writing on here so before I start taking request I just want to go back and edit some of my old stuff and bring it back on here since I totally overhauled and deleted my orignal blog. This was one of if not the first one I wrote so I've got a soft spot for it, hence why I'm bringing it back.

Request: Finn Balor/Reader where the Reader is Stephanie and HHH's daughter and they're trying to force a relationship between the Reader and Rollins

No warnings, just a little bit of bad language and I tried to make it a bit fluffy at the end. Set roughly 2014/2015

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Y/N's POV

"Okay sweetheart, we have the perfect plan for yours and Seth's date tonight." My dad told me on the way to Monday Night Raw.

"Which is...?" I asked responded.

"Once Raw is over, a limo will pick you both up from the arena and will take you to the most extravagant restaurant in the city then afterwards you lovebirds can do whatever you want." My mum told me with excitement in her voice, however, despite that, I felt sick to my stomach when she called Seth and I lovebirds.

The problem is I don't love Seth, I mean he is apart of the authority therefore we have made a friendship but that's all. In reality, I am in a relationship with Finn Balor. It hasn't be for long, just over a few months and it has been the happiest few months of my life. He treats me so well and seems to care for me, very deeply, just as much as I care for him. But as evident, my parents have no idea about our relationship and are trying to force a relationship with me and Seth.

"Okay mum," I sighed as the car pulled into the arena.

Once I got myself sorted in my very own locker room (being the daughter of the authority does have some benefits you know), I was on my way to hair and make up for tonight's show until I heard my name being called.

"Y/N, are you busy or are you simply walking away from me?" I automatically knew that beautiful Irish accent. I smiled to myself and turned around to be face to face my handsome, funny and loving boyfriend.

"Now why would I run away from you, but what are you doing here , not that I'm complaining but shouldn't you be in Orlando?"

"Some NXT talent were invited to come along to Raw and get to see the inner workings and get to know people in the main roster and backstage." Finn said with a smile, god I love his smile, its just so lovely. He wrapped his arm around me and gave a hug and kissed my cheek. "Does your parents know about us yet?" That question crushed my soul, I'm too scared to tell my parents. I can't predict what their reaction would be.

"No," I broke our hug as I spoke softly, "They set up a date for me and Seth tonight, they really want us to be an item." I looked down at the ground, I couldn't bare to see the look on Finn's face. He put his hands on my face to make look into his eyes.

"Look Y/N, I know you are scared about telling your parents about us but you have to tell them before its too late." I knew he was right but I just didn't know what to say. I gave him a weak smile.

"I know, I just have no idea how tell them, I don't want your career and dreams to be ruined just because my parents do not approve of us.

He gave a light chuckle. "Don't worry about me, I am sure it won't be that bad, on the plus side your dad alreadu knows me throught NXT, it's not as if I am a random stranger," He gave me a smile again. I smiled back before reaching up and placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"I suppose, I'll let them know about us," I said after I kissed him. He kissed me again which makes me still feel butterflies.

Seth's POV

Why the hell is Y/N kissing Finn. She is supposed to be dating me, we have our first date tonight. Never knew she was a slut. Does Hunter and Stephanie know about this shit? I have tell them anyway. She's mine. I want her. No else can have her.

"What the fuck is wrong with Y/N ?" I yelled as I stormed into Hunter and Stephanie's office.

"Don't you ever speak about my daughter that way," I could see the anger rising in Hunter's body.

"Hunter, calm down, Seth what happened?" Stephanie was more relaxed but not pleased either.

I took a deep breath, "I saw Y/N kissing that Finn Balor guy from NXT backstage, I thought she was suppose to be dating me." Hunter and Stephanie looked shocked, I guess they didn't know after all.

"We will get to the bottom of this, don't get involved." Stephanie told me.

Y/N's POV

On my way to my parents' office, I got a text from my mum telling me that we need to talk. When I got to the door I knocked then entered the office. I saw that my mum's stern face but my dad being more calm and relaxed. I also saw Finn sitting down, looking down at the ground. Oh shit.

"How did you find out?" My voice being barely audible.

"Seth saw you two kissing each other backstage, may I just say I am very disappointed in you Y/N, we handed you a stable relationship but you wanted someone else, what does he have that Seth doesn't, I expected more from you Y/N and you-"

"Steph, I think that's enough," my dad cut my mum off before she could say anything to Finn, "Look I know you wanted Seth and Y/N to be a couple but she isn't interested and we both know what Seth can be like with women, I know Finn from NXT and he is a great guy, I think we should give him a chance."

"I suppose its only fair," my mum sighed before turning to Finn, "Take care of her or I will make your life a living hell." I can see my dad rolling his eyes at her comment.

Finn, who hasn't said a word this whole time, finally speaks, "I will take the best of care, don't worry I love her." I was blushing at the end.

"Now get out of my office, we have a show to run," my mum said light heartedly.

"That was nerve racking, I understand why you were too nervous to tell them." Finn said once we left the room.

"I know, they can be very scary at times but I'm glad they know. I don't have to hide you anymore." He gave ne a light smile.

"I meant what I said in the Y/N, I do love you, I love you very much." I thought my heart was going to explode.

"I love you too Finn." He smiled then bent down to kiss me. I kissed back, still feeling those butterflies, I want to spend the rest of my life with him, hopefully he will stay with me forever.

[isyourmechrunning]

>> Hi guys!!! I know I'm super new here so I don't know if I'm out of the loop, but I think there might be something happening over at @corsair-mc-official?

>> We all know about the Intercompany Brawl between Corsair Mercenary Company and @msmc-796-official! It's super fun, I'm super excited to see the outcome since I have some manna on it, but I think we've all been a bit distracted by it? Because Corsair has been making some weird contracts lately.

>> The most obvious one is Corsair hiring @designation-ward for a covert job out of the system while everyone is distracted with the big fight, specifically extracting one of Commodore's contacts while no one is looking. I will say, given the lack of information that they seem to have on the topic, Postage doesn't seem to be actively involved in whatever's going on.

>> Now, the weird stuff. You guys are gonna have to stay with me here. @ras-favourite-balor has been getting some suspicious messages from someone called Backtalker.

>> The name rings a bell, but I'm new enough to know nothing about this Backtalker person. But how do I know that they're affiliated with Corsair Mercenary Company? Well, the people over at Corsair all have a pretty distinct way that they sign off their messages! Here's a non-exhaustive sample:

>> SO! Given that, I believe that we can comfortably assume that Backtalker, who uses the same sign off, is at least somewhat affiliated with CMC.

>> But why is Backtalker important? Cryptic messages are cryptic messages. They only show up in messages to other people, but an alias is an alias, there's no problem with going by a different name. A mercenary company hiring someone for a covert mission in "dark gray space" while everyone is distracted is almost expected.

>> So why is Backtalker trying to sabotage the Intercompany Brawl?

>> I don't have answers, but please be safe out there, I feel like there's something really big happening and it's gonna start with a mole in Corsair Mercenary Company.

[all-risejd]

Lagom (adj.) - not too little, not too much, just right

Buddy Matthews (now billed as Murphy) real name Matthew Adams had exactly one (ONE) regret when it came to his abrupt departure from WWE. And that regret was named Dominik Mysterio (Gutiérrez). Don’t get Buddy wrong the messiah storyline with the Mysterios was frankly amazing, it wasn’t the boy's skills or future in the business, it was the fact that Buddy didn’t have a chance to know Dominik. There was something about the boy (and in age he was very much a boy to Buddy) that drew him in. Made him want the boy. The problem was, he didn’t realize it was want until he was being released. Which, of course he’d figure out he was bisexual when he was thirty-two. He’d given up hope of accidentally running into Dominik again, then his girlfriend Rhea Ripley (real name Demi Bennet) got paired with him in a story line and well, things were starting to look up.

Author's Note(s)

rachelarcher: First, and foremost, I DON’T EVEN LIKE BUDDY, but you all took it too far. Surfing my Twitter, what did I spy, but an image that made my heart sick for Buddy. I need you all to understand that while I like Buddy as a wrestler and his technical skills are amazing, his interpersonal and relationships (with both male and female superstars) since 2015ish has bothered me. So, in my anger that I now felt emotionally upset for someone I don't even like, I wrote this. Second, this demanded I write it, and do it quickly so it is delaying a ABO Pirate Fic where Damian is an Alpha Vampire Pirate who likes to kidnap poor little omegas (Liv, Dom, and an OC). ALSO the time line is fucked, because what is time.

allrise-jd/hannahdiana: I need the ABO Pirate Fic so stop fucking this up for me.

“Dominik Mysterio.” Rhea echoed, eyes going slightly wide as she looked at her boyfriend of almost four years, “You have a crush on Dominik Mysterio.” She clarified, “When we got together, you mentioned you were figuring out your sexuality a little late, but…” She looked him from head to toe, “Ok, ok, you have a crush on Dominik Mysterio, and that is… that is actually really cute.” 

Buddy let out a sigh of relief, “Did you have to say his name so many times, like…” He flung his hands upward, not sure what to do about his own feelings, “Like… you're ok with it?”

Rhea blinked at him, “Matt, I love you, no matter who you are crushing on, I promise.” She reached forward, where she was turned to face him on the couch in their living room and squeezed his hands in hers, “I honestly think it’s adorable, and now for some really interesting news.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him, “Your girl is about to be in a long term storyline with your crush…” 

It took Buddy a moment to work that out, “You're going to be in a storyline with Dominik?”

“I’m going to be his angry goth antagonist, and then kayfabe girlfriend.” Rhea elaborated.

Buddy groaned, dropping his head onto the back of the couch and let out an even more aggressive growl, “My life is a horrible sham.” Rhea let out a loud laugh, before pressing her forehead into his, then stood ruffling his hair, before she headed out of the living room leaving Buddy to suffer angrily. “Why?” He called after her, struggling over the words she’d said, “Why are you in a storyline with him???”

Rhea tilted her head back into the living room, a wicked smile on her lips, “Because the Judgment Day wants him.” She cackled as Buddy’s face turned red at the implication - fucking Damian Priest was going to get to be buddies with Dominik Mysterio and he couldn’t even get the boys phone number from his own girlfriend. He let his head fall back against the couch bemoaning his fate.

An angry Dominik Mysterio was kitten level cute, he marched into the gym where he was scheduled to meet with Rhea Ripley, Finn Balor, and Damian Priest. They were less than a week away from Christmas, and everything with the Judgment Day had taken off astronomically. “You ok, mate?” Finn asked, as he took stock of the boy, Dominik’s face was red, his eyes red as well, and he was sniffling. 

“Fine.” He bit out, very obviously not fine. 

Rhea let out a long sigh, “Is everything ok between you and Maria?” 

His face went hard, suddenly, “We broke up.” Rhea flinched at the tone, before she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him to her chest. Dominik ducked into her space even more, and curled his arms around her, breaking down completely. Damian and Finn join the hug, both a bit stunned - as far as any of the group knew Dominik and Maria had been together since sixth grade. Eventually he wiggled away from them all, still sniffling, “I… we should still train.”

“Nope.” Damian declared, “No can do, no training, we are going to get ice cream and go to the hotel and eat it in one of our beds.” Damian moved to gather up their bags, “Finn, wanna call Vero and see if she’ll meet us with the smell-good-break-up candles, like we used when I got dumped by Allie.” Finn was texting before Rhea had time to really focus on what was happening. 

Finn and Damian took the lead, which they typically did, so Rhea focused on him, bumping her shoulder into his, “Hey, does that mean you probably aren’t ready to go home for Christmas?” Dominik turned to look at her, wide eyed and panicked, like he hadn’t realized how close to Christmas they really were, “I’m offering to let you stay at my place, with me and Matt, er, Buddy, for Christmas.”

Dom’s eyes got even wider, “He doesn’t hate me?”

“No.” Rhea said a bit harder than she intended, “I think you might be the only part of the Mysterio-Messiah storyline he misses.” Dom’s face did something that Rhea couldn’t read, so she continued onward with her offer, “You should come over and stay the holidays, no pressure, it’ll just be us, and you can mend your broken heart over alcohol and Australian holiday foods.” She assured him, squeezing him to her side and nuzzling into her shoulder a little bit more. 

Dominik was quiet for a few minutes, before he cleared his throat, “That sounds like a way to hideout, my parents are going to be pissed, I already bought a ring and everything.” Oh, Rhea’s heart broke for the boy a bit more. The thing was the more she worked with Dominik the more she saw everything Buddy saw about him: he was fast on his feet, loyal, dedicated to their craft, funny in the quiet moments, and careful - so careful he was willing to take bumps that he probably shouldn’t. Not that Rhea was going to tell Buddy that, he’d get insufferable .

“Hideout, mend your broken heart, eat good, work out even better.” Rhea offered enticingly, “It’ll be worth it.” 

They met Damian and Finn at the SUV, the pair climbing into the passenger seats (Rhea in the front, Dominik behind her), she did the math in her head, figuring out how far ahead Florida was, then sent Buddy a quick text, I need to call you in about twenty minutes, ok? She immediately got a Sure, babe, ILY , back. When they reached the hotel Rhea politely excused herself - Finn was going to meet Vero to bring the candles and Damian was carrying all the bags and groceries in a very exaggerated I’m-A-Man-And-Don’t-Need-No-Help way, Dominik was trailing along behind Damian, sniffling still.

Rhea had barely watched them climb into the elevator when her ringtone for Buddy sounded (his theme, he’d set it himself), she picked it up, “Hey, sweetface.” She murmured, as she answered, he quietly returned the sentiment, “Dominik and his girlfriend-”

“Brokeup, I read online.” Buddy sounded almost excited about it, Rhea rolled her eyes. 

“Yes, don’t so so fucking happy.” Rhea grumbled, bothered, “As I was saying, Matthew,” He hissed hearing her use his legal name, “Dominik and Maria broke up, so I’ve asked him to come home with me, to our house, for Christmas.” Rhea was smart enough to move the phone away from her ear, because Buddy let out a whoop of excitement, “I’m a little concerned with how excited you are about me bringing another man home.”

“Don’t be like that.” Buddy grumbled, “I want a chance to talk to him, to let him know that I sound like an asshole, but it’s just a joke, that I still want us to be cool…”

“Cool…” Rhea trailed off, “More like you wanna kiss his stupidly cute face while smashing him up against our fridge.” Or maybe that was her? She was a little unclear about specifics, right now. “Anyways, so he’s going to fly home with me after our show at Madison Square Garden.”

Over the phone, Rhea heard a series of odd noises, before, “Should I cook? Should I make the guest room up? Should I… I’ll get a cake, oh I should get the stuff for Nachos, we can do the Australian and Mexican infusion… And I’ll get all the ice cream, like every possible type. When are you landing? I need to clean our house.” His voice was getting progressively more alarmed, Rhea was enjoying this a bit more than she probably should, “Oh god, the porch… I need to pressure wash-”

“Matt,” Rhea cut him off, “It’s not that serious… When you said you had a crush on him I should have taken it more seriously… he just doesn’t wanna be alone -” 

Buddy cut her off again, “Demi, he doesn’t have to be alone, we can keep him, now when are you landing? This house is an absolute disaster .”

“We just had it professionally cleaned, Matt.” Rhea snapped, “This is not… look, clean the porch if you want, the guest bedroom you can make up, absolutely DO NOT go buy extra food, his favorite ice cream is Ben & Jerry’s Chocolatey Love A-fair , so buy like eight of those.” Rhea grumbled into the phone, “And get him a set of matching Christmas PJ’s, like ours, he wears the same size as me.” 

“Oh, I shouldn’t clean the house but I should get him matching pjs, why don’t we just show our hand ahead of time, let him know we both want him in our bed-”

“Stop.” Rhea ordered, “I hate you, I love you, I’ll text you the landing times, I’m hanging up.” She didn’t let him respond, choosing to hang up and silence her phone. She slid her phone into her sweatpants pocket, and looked around, then let out a long sigh. Maybe taking Dominik home was a horrible idea, if Buddy was this anxious right now, it was only going to be worse when they got home. 

“Hey, Dems, you coming?” Vero called as she caught sight of Rhea standing in the hallway. 

“Yeah, coming!” Rhea called back and rushed to join Finn and Vero, Finn was weighed down like a pack mule.

“Breakups are fucking the worst.” Vero hummed, as she pushed the button to the eleventh floor.

Rhea blinked, “We chose Damian’s room?”

“He has the hot tub.” Finn shrugged, “Man always gets a room with a hot tub, you got your swim gear?”

“Let me stop by my room.” Rhea pushed the ten, she and Dominik were both on the tenth floor. Finn, with Vero, were staying on the third floor. She hadn’t expected the married couple to follow her off the elevator but they did, she ducked into her room quickly and grabbed her duffle bag and suitcase - she didn’t want to try to rush to her room after a long night of ice cream and tears. She did a quick sweep of the room with Vero’s help (the Brazilian thankfully found her cell phone charger and SWITCH). 

The trio headed back to the elevator, and headed for the eleventh floor. By the time Vero was knocking on the door, Damian answered in his tiny swim trunks, “Oh, good, Rhea you brought your shit.” She rolled her eyes, tossed her luggage into his room, and looked around, “Dom is in the hot tub, with the first tub of ice cream, Uber Eats is hella speedy around here…” 

Rhea rolled her eyes, as she dug through her belongings to dig out her red bikini. She moved to the bathroom, to change into her suit, realizing already that Vero and Finn had changed clothes as well. She wiped her makeup off quickly, left her work out clothes on the counter, and moved back out of the bathroom. The voices of Vero, Finn and Damian danced to her.

“- the candles help, trust me,” Vero was grinning and lighting candles around the edges of the balcony. Finn had moved to sit on the edge of the hot tub, his own tub of ice cream in hand, Damian was floating in the hot tub taking up way too much room, and Dominik looked miserable, sitting in the warm bubbles eating his chocolate ice cream with his mullet pulled up into a ponytail no doubt done by Damian. Rhea pushed into the hot tub next to him, grabbing the extra spoon Finn offered her. 

“Can I have some?” Rhea asked, as music started up from Damian’s phone which was connected to a floating speaker, she rolled her eyes - of course Damian would turn Dominik’s break up into a way to blast the rockstar lifestyle from the eleventh floor of The Langham Hotel, like he was freaking Ozzy. 

“‘Course, Dems.” Dominik offered, sounding downtrodden.

She took a spoonful, and steeled herself, “Dominik, do you wanna sit on my lap?” He looked at her confused, “Damian’s taking up all the room, Vero and Finn are about to be stupidly loved up, realistically Damian is going to start trying to commiserate with you about how much girls suck, all the while his legs are going to be floating dangerously close to your shoulder while you are trying to eat, if you sit on my lap I can protect you from Damian’s freakishly long legs, and we can share ice cream?”

Dominik pouted a bit, but climbed onto her lap, she immediately wrapped one arm around him, and sighed out in relief, “Did you know I almost got married before uh, before Matt and I got together?” Dominik shook his head, “Yeah, he was an Indie wrestler I came up with in the UK, but… it turned bad, and he kept my dogs from me. Damian actually broke into his house and got them back for me, but we were together for years.” She hooked her chin over his shoulder as she angled another bite of ice cream into her mouth, careful not to drop any into the hot tub (they’d learned that hotels billed for that sort of thing when Rhea was getting over her ex). 

“I just… I thought I was going to marry her.” Dominik sniffled, bringing the back of his hand up to wipe at his eyes, careful not to drop any ice cream on himself or the water.

“I promise, Dom, this door closing is going to open an even better one.” She promised, bravely kissing his shoulder, “And I talked with Matt, he’s excited to have you over for the holidays, he’s going to make the guest room up for you, and we are going to spoil the shit out of you.” She realized how the promise sounded a bit late, after it was already out of her mouth, but that was going to be fine, she supposed. Dominik relaxed into her, and started eating his ice cream largely in silence again.

“Dom, when Allie left me-” Damian started, and Rhea had to hide a snicker, everything she’d warned Dom about came to pass, he relaxed more and more into her, until they were largely just listening to a combination of ‘80s rock and Mexican rap. Damian was the first one to slosh his way out of the hot tub, reminding them all they had to work soonish, he showered and took over the larger of the two beds (another thing that Finn complained about loudly, Damian always got rooms with a King and a Queen, somehow). Vero and Finn were the next two out, showering together and dropping into bed with Damian.

Rhea half the time wondered if Vero knew Damian was her husband’s boyfriend, or not. She didn’t bother to ask. There were enough things in this industry for Vero to accept, adding that on top wasn’t worth it as far as Rhea was concerned. Finally Rhea coaxed Dominik out of the hot tub, and coached him through a shower, she showered after him, then herded him into the open Queen size bed, pushing him under the covers, before crawling in with him, and tossing her arm over him.

“Buddy might hate me for real if you sleep with me.”

“Dominik go the fuck to bed.” She ordered, as she pressed her face into his shoulder, and tangled her legs around him, “I don’t think Buddy is going to mind this one bit.” She assured him, even as she nestled down more, “Stop thinking, go to sleep.” 

By the grace of God, Rhea would swear, they made it through the most awkward home-invasion themed Christmas montage for the continuation of their storyline, before heading back to Tampa (well, she and Dominik headed for Tampa, Damian wanted to hang out another few days and fly back with the SmackDown crew, while Finn and Vero left for Brooklyn). They flew with the RAW crew, but managed to convince Candice to trade seats with Dom, so the pair were together, and Candice could be next to Johnny and Quill. 

Dominik hadn’t had the easiest time telling his parents he wasn’t coming home to Las Vegas or San Diego to spend the holidays, that he was going to Tampa with ‘friends’ was bad enough, but Rey had figured out that ‘friend’ was either Rhea or Damian hellaquick, and had grown a bit more upset realizing that it was Rhea (he’d tried to talk Dominik out of running to Rhea and Buddy’s house, but Dominik had stayed firm on his choice, Maria was going to come to Christmas in San Diego, and he wasn’t). 

Realistically Rhea should have asked someone from NXT or AEW to check on the wellbeing of both Buddy (he might have lost his damn mind, it was probably her fault, she wasn’t sure) and the house. But she’d taken it on faith that things would be a-ok. She clearly should have reconsidered her previous opinion of Buddy’s cute little crush, because the yard looked better than she’d ever seen it when they pulled up in the Uber. She climbed out and would swear until her dying day that the patios and porches had never been that clean - it looked like the wooden deck had a new coat of paint on it. Biting her bottom lip she sent a very silent prayer to the heavens, please do not let this go stupidly off the rails .

Buddy, subtle as a brick wall, threw open the front door in gym shorts and a green t-shirt, his feet bare, both Luna and Barry around his ankles, “Welcome home!” He called, over-loud, the man winced himself, so Rhea tried her best not to cackle at how absurd this all was. She caught Dominik’s arm and steered him toward the steps, Buddy hugged her first, kissing her cheek and forehead, before he turned his attention back to Dominik, tentatively he pulled the younger man into a tight hug, Rhea watched them carefully as she bent down to pet her puppy dogs, Dominik (much like he did with Damian) melted into the larger man accepting cuddles and comfort. 

Rhea wasn’t counting, but when they’d been hugging for almost five minutes she stood, cleared her throat, and promptly pried them apart, “I wanna show Dom Dom the house, Matty.” She tangled her hand in Dom’s and yanked, “Bring our luggage in babe.” She left Buddy standing on the porch, dumbstruck, “This is Luna, my oldest baby.” She introduced the smaller of the dogs, Dominik still holding her hand, bent down to greet the dog, “And this lug is Barry.” Rhea watched as Barry basically headbutted Dominik, the younger man snickered but kissed Barry’s odd shaped head all the same, then she was dragging him back to his feet, and toward the living room. 

Rhea when Buddy had first brought up Dominik Mysterio had been very vocal on the fact that Dominik Mysterio was not her type . The problem, however, was the more time she spent with Dom the more time she realized he was her type - a man who had to hide half of who he was, had a larger than life laugh, and struggled to understand his role in the Industry they worked their asses off for? Not to mention he was sweet, dedicated, and downright patient with her when most people weren’t (Rhea was a bit of a perfectionist, Dominik was not, but he cared enough about her vision that he worked until his lines, his moves, his promos were good enough for her to consider them ok ). So, yes, she too had developed a crush, an attraction, an innocent little infatuation on Dominik Mysterio - not that she was going to tell Buddy that anytime soon, he would be insufferable in his gloating about being right…

“Ok, so this is our living room!” Rhea announced, as she tugged Dominik into the room, the white carpet, and couch, were offset by the deep black walls, and the gaming system, and the less than PG paintings that sort of decorated the house more than anything. “You can game with us later!” She added, with a smile, “And this is where we keep our belts.” It was a tall display wall with every belt they’d ever held, Rhea lowkey wanted to put Dominik’s one half of the tag-team championship up there, then realized how unhinged that thought was for the moment, tucking it away, she cleared her throat, “And now the kitchen!” The tour went pretty fast, it was only a four bedroom, with one bedroom being turned into a home-gym, their master bedroom, and two guest bedrooms, although one was shoved full of Buddy’s AEW merch and gear. Rhea showed Dominik to the larger guest room , the one that shared a bathroom with the Master bedroom. 

“Once you get settled, just come find us, I guess he’s still outside with the dogs?” Rhea hummed, unsure. 

“Ok.” Dominik shot her a warm smile, before she could walk away he pulled her into a tight hug, squeezing her to his chest and kissing her cheek, “Thanks for letting me hide here.” He whispered against her skin, goosebumps seemed to erupt all over her body, she swallowed nervously, if they were both stupid about their crushes on Dominik this week was going to go down in flames, and he was going to go running back to San Diego before she could get him lunch. She patted his side as he let her go, he turned to start unpacking, so she ducked out of the room, intent on finding her actual boyfriend and writing a game plan, because they were going down faster than the Titanic, if they didn’t get on the same page. 

Rhea found Buddy exactly where she left him, standing on the freshly painted patio (he could claim he cleaned it all he wanted, but that was some bullshit), looking down and talking to himself. From just behind him in the open doorway she could hear Buddy talking largely to himself, "What the fuck was that, just hug him? Hug him for five minutes? No hello , no hey , Dominik how's it going? No hey, sorry about your bitch of a girlfriend, I didn't really like her when we were in that storyline-" Rhea frowned, she hadn’t thought about how much Buddy would have know Maria, the man in question was steady winding himself up, his voice getting harsher with each sentence, “No, welcome to my house…” 

“Hey.” Rhea cleared her throat, which had Buddy jolting as he whirled to look at her, “No need winding yourself up, love, he’s getting comfortable in the guest room.” Buddy turned to look at her, biting his bottom lip and pouting a little bit. “Come on.” Rhea reached for his hand and tugged, “You promised to cook for us.” She prompted, he nodded his head, before he pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips sweetly, “I love you.” Rhea reminded him. 

“I love you too.” Buddy hummed, “So, can we keep him?”

Rhea rolled her eyes, “Let’s get through the weekend.” 

“That’s not a no!” Buddy called out excitedly, and ducked into the house. Rhea giggled as she followed him, hopping up onto the counter, as Buddy started pulling out ingredients, it wasn’t long before Dominik joined them, now in his own pair of basketball shorts and a Naruto t-shirt on.  Rhea patted the counter top next to her, Dominik gave her a questioning look, so she patted it again, he hopped up next to her, just as Buddy turned the radio to an oldies station. “Thank you for being willing to spend Christmas with us on short notice.” 

Dominik looked up at him with wide eyes, through his fringe, “Uh, thanks for inviting me.” Dominik offered, “I know it was super short notice, and I know we haven’t really talked since…” Dominik trailed off.

“I got released?” Buddy breathed out, “It’s fine, things were messy at the time.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m glad you're in The Judgment Day, although from the outside it looks hilarious.” He offered, “We joke about it some at AEW, like, think about it... the rich kid, the transfer student, and two dudes in their forties who like to build lego houses…” That made Dominik giggle, “Not that any of those things are bad, I too build lego houses…” He hummed, and resumed putting everything together to make nachos. 

“Well, we can spend all week hanging out.” Rhea encouraged the two boys, linking one of her hands in Dom’s and reaching for Buddy with the other, pulling the man in to kiss her, “Which means, candy, video games, gym days, and late night movie marathons, we can be bad moshers!” She encouraged, “Just for a bit, and I’m totally telling Finn and Damian about that.” She looked at Buddy who snickered. 

Dominik’s gaze darted between the hand of Rhea’s he was holding and Buddy who shrugged, kissed Rhea’s lips, then ruffled Dominik’s hair, before Buddy went back to focus on the chicken he was cooking for the nachos. Rhea, meanwhile was just pleased that Buddy was playing it fucking cool . She, meanwhile, tilted to lean her head on Dominik’s shoulder, so the pair could watch Buddy cook. Before long, Buddy was making plates, asking what they both wanted, vegetable and toppings wise, before handing a plate first to Rhea, then Dominik, then he made his own plate. 

They trio ate in the kitchen - Rhea and Dominik remained seated on the counter, while Buddy leaned against another counter, across from them, the group eating in near-silence. After, Dominik offered to do the dishes, only for Rhea to wave him off, “We have two pre-dishwashers,” She then called the dogs, and ushered the group into the living room promising, “I’ll grab them later, let’s play!” Dominik ended up smashed on the couch between them, the three playing a very violent and aggressive game of Mario Party. Rhea declared nap time when they finished two consecutive games (to her amusement Dominik had won them both ), she immediately curled into Dominik’s side, and made herself comfortable.

“Can I uh, nap time too?” Buddy asked, going for casual but failing.

Dominik flicked his gaze to Buddy, his eyes wide where Rhea was cashed out against his chest, “This is ok?”

“Yeah, man, I love how comfortable she is with you.” Buddy explained, “I’m not, like, mad at you and Rhea’s TV work, I’m mad that everyone thinks you and Demi are messing around behind my back. I’m sure if she wanted to kiss you or sleep with you, she’d tell me.” Buddy shrugged, “And we’d figure out what that means, like… if she’s serious or… you know it’s just a crush.” Rhea, who was pretending to be asleep could feel herself getting embarrassed for Buddy, obviously he was relaying his own feelings there. 

“Oh.” Dominik sounded confused, still, but she didn’t move. “Maria broke things off with me because she thought I was cheating on her with Demi.” Dominik explained, “Even though I explained to her multiple times it’s not like that, no matter how pretty Demi is, or what we are doing in the ring…” He shrugged, careful not to jostle Rhea, “I hadn’t tried to contact you since this started, because I… like I didn’t want you to be mad at me you were the first person to be real with me during the Mysterio-Messiah thing, and I don’t want you to hate me.” Dominik’s voice was tinged with sadness. “I’m sorry for crashing here… I know holidays are meant to be spent with loved ones.”

Buddy hummed, Rhea felt the boys shift, and settled, she peaked up to see Buddy had wrapped his arm around Dominik’s shoulders and was now pulling the boy closer to his side. She moved with the pull, so she and Dominik were both sort of sprawled against Buddy. “Story lines aren’t worth getting that mad over, like I said I just tend to react to the fans and it comes out wrong.” Buddy admitted, “Now let’s take a nap, and…” Buddy paused, “I never really liked Maria, but I do like you.”

“That’s good.” Dominik yawned, “Thank you.” Rhea felt her sleepiness start to pull her under, so she relaxed into it, Buddy and Dominik had talked, they could talk more later. Naps were good. 

Christmas Eve the following morning had all three of them rushing to the mall, because while they had sent gifts to family (Buddy and Rhea had things for one another), they didn’t have gifts to exchange between the three of them. They rode together, promptly hid their faces, and rushed to get gifts and supplies, the trio giggling whenever they caught sight of one another, it took Buddy an embarrassing amount of time (in Rhea’s opinion) to realize that both Rhea and Dominik were wearing his hoodies, since he was larger than both of them. When he did, however, he walked straight into a glass door, cursing under his breath when he realized Rhea had seen him. 

Dominik bumped into him in Spencers at the checkout line, Buddy was relieved his gifts had already been wrapped up, the teenager behind the counter was eyeing them both like he recognized them but also like he had so many questions, “So, uh…” Dominik looked at him, “There is this corset with red roses, I want to get for Dems, I think she’d like it, but I’m not sure of her size…” He looked at Buddy pleadingly. 

“Sure, Dom, let’s…” He nearly froze when in his excitement that Buddy had agreed Dominik grabbed his hand - Buddy knew that he tended to do that with Damian and Finn (Rhea had explained it was trust based). Dominik yanked him towards the back, where the corset in question looked amazing, and like Rhea deserved it along with the red pleather jeans that Dominik had already tossed over his arm, and a pair of chunky black boots. So, Dominik knew her pants and shoe size, but not her cup size. “Let me…” Buddy pulled forward around him, and rifled through until he found the right size, “There you go, Dom.” 

“Thanks, Matty.” The younger man blushed, but nodded his head, “I’ll see you in a bit?”

“Uh, sure.” Buddy nodded his head and headed out of the story, nearly colliding with Rhea who was watching through the front windows again, “Are you stalking us?”

“Stalking? You’d like that.” Rhea muttered, “What did you two do in the back?” She whined, Buddy grinned, relieved the woman hadn’t seen what Dom had picked out (it would go really well with the new leather jacket that Buddy already had under the tree for her, and the cute black skinny jeans that he’d bought her earlier). “Did you get Dominik the thing I told you?” Rhea demanded as she tilted to look up at Buddy.

“Yes, you menace, I got all four of the Wonder Woman Lego sets that were available for purchase, and I got his matching pajamas, and before you hit me I got him Wonder Woman boxers, socks, and two different shirts, and a bath bomb.” Dominik ducked out of the store with two of the larger bags, “Hello, Dom, are you ready to head out? We still have to put the Gothic Tree up and decorate it.”

Dominik looked between them, “I need to get one more thing.” He bit his lip, “Is that ok?”

“Sure, Dom Dom.” Rhea felt her tone softened, “Want to meet us at the SUV?”

Dominik frowned, “No we can all go together.” With that he headed them toward the Christmas Kiosk, “I just, we always get new ornaments for the Tree at Abuelo and Abuela’s house, and since I’m not there… Could I get an ornament for your tree?” He looked at them with a sad look on his face, “I can take it when I leave-”

“If you put an ornament on our tree, you need to add another one next year.” Buddy said, before his brain caught up, Rhea watched as Buddy turned red and Dominik blushed pretty pink, maybe there was something she was missing. 

Instead of pushing she nodded her head, “Yeah, what Matty said, if you add an ornament, you have to do it every single year.” If possible, Dominik grinned wide, and headed for the ornaments, looking through them until he found an Astronaut. “I’ll write Mexican on it, since everyone tags me with that on TikTok.” He chuckled a little harder, Rhea grabbed an ornament with three cookies that had name places, intent to write their names on it, forever remembering the year she brought Dominik home for Christmas, while Buddy grabbed two different ornaments that looked like the dogs at home. 

Buddy paid for them all, even though Dominik pouted about it, Rhea had just shrugged and handed her ornament over, smiling. Buddy urged them back out to the SUV, they had to stop by the storage unit so they could get the Gothic Tree out and the ornaments they had combined when they got together. Dominik, adorably, did his best to help them load everything, grabbing all the boxes they pointed out they needed. 

By the time they made it back to the house they were hungry, so Dominik offered to make them sandwiches, while they wrapped their gifts, then after lunch Dominik wrapped his gifts while Rhea and Buddy sorted through the boxes to find all the pieces and parts of the black Christmas tree. He rejoined them and the trio worked together on putting the tree together, “So, can we watch Christmas movies tonight? Or do you not…” Dominik frowned, “I’m sorry I keep asking for stuff-”

Rhea, on a stroke of genius, cleared her throat, “We always watch Christmas movies,” She elbowed Buddy, “And we build a fort and sleep in here, in our matching pajamas.” She nudged Buddy who handed him one of the wrapped boxes, and shot him a tentative smile.

“Thanks! When do we put these on?” Dominik held the box protectively.

Oh, no. Rhea felt her heart thunder, she knew that Dominik liked praise, but… was he not getting enough positive reinforcement, had she failed in their kayfabe relationship? The boy in question was leaning into Buddy, the pair looking down at the box of ornaments, sorting through where to start, she watched the pair for a moment, thoughtful, before nodding her head, Buddy was right and it was about time she told him - but, more than that she could see how perfectly Dominik could fit. 

“Put them on when you want, Dom Dom. I’m going to put the MistleToe up!” Rhea declared, yanking the offensive plants from one of her shopping bags. Both men turned to look at her like, where did you get that? , she shot them a blinding smile, as she moved to hang the first little bundle over the entryway into the living room from the hallway, before heading for the kitchen to do the same, and then the hallway on the opposite side leading into the living room. She kept her eyes on the boys, gazing at the pair who worked well together - rethinking all their ring chemistry she’d seen. Dominik was amazing with ring chemistry, he could literally work with anyone (even Brock Lesnar who’d accidently hurt him the first time they worked one another).

“Hey, Dems, can you come help?” Buddy’s voice drew her out of his thoughts. “We have fluffed the tree.”

She gazed at it, “Missed a spot.” She slid around them to fix a branch that had left a hole, Dominik sputtered about it, but Buddy openly laughed, “Once we do this, and eat everything we made for dinner, then can we play truth or dare before we start watching Christmas movies?”  

Buddy shot her a look that told her that he knew exactly what she was up to, but Dominik looked so pleased and ready, “That sounds like fun.” He offered, diplomatically, “I’m too old-”

“You're not too old.” Dominik nearly knocked into his side, turning sharp to eye Buddy, “You're never too old to have fun, please?” Dominik pouted, Rhea watched Buddy crumble in front of her very eyes. Rhea grinned sharp and happy, she could make her man's dreams (ok, and her dreams) come true, they had four more days to change Dominik’s relationship status, and somehow get the boy between the sheets. 

Everything on the tree, cookies made (thanks, Buddy, Rhea thought as she eyed his lack of diet in the face of Dominik’s breakup), the group had changed into their matching PJ’s - black onesies with white Christmas trees and the red bedazzled ‘Merry Fucking Christmas’ splashed across the fronts of their chest, a fort had been successfully erected in the living room, and the first Christmas movie was on (Christmas in July). Buddy had practically rearranged the living room, Rhea snapped a shot of them and posted it on Instagram with the caption, ‘ Christmas with both my men! Latino Heat and Australian Fireeee!’, then she took all their phones and put them in one of the stockings they hadn’t used. 

“Are we going to play truth or dare, now?” Buddy asked, amused, as both Rhea and Dominik sat down on the floor, knees touching. Dominik had pulled his mullet up into a bun again (Buddy thought that was probably Rhea’s way of teasing him, he'd made the mistake of telling her that while he loved the mullet also found Dominik absolutely adorable with his hair twisted up in either a ponytail or bun - both of which Dominik did more and more the longer it got). 

“We are.” Dominik agreed, “Can I go first?” He asked, looking at the pair, who nodded, “Ok, Dems, truth or dare?” 

Rhea blinked, “Truth?”

Dominik gave her a very pointed look, “Why did you really invite me to Christmas?”

Rhea glanced at Buddy, “Because we wanted you to be here.”

“Both of you?” Dominik turned to look at Buddy.

Rhea tutted, “You only get one question,” Dominik pouted, “Matty, truth or dare?”

Buddy rolled his eyes, “Truth.” He gave Rhea a pointed look.

Rhea cackled, “Why did you want Dom to come to our house?”

Buddy flushed, then looked at Dom, “Dems wants me to tell you the whole truth, like a brat, so…” He scratched the back of his neck, “When we were doing the Mysterio/Messiah thing, I uh, I thought you were very cute.” He breathed out, “You sort of inspired my, uh, my bi-panic?” He said questioningly. Rhea nodded and made a humming noise for him to continue, “So, I might have mentioned that to Dems when she started working with you, or like with the Judgment Day started working with you.” 

Dominik blinked rapidly, “I inspired you're bi-panic?” 

Buddy nodded, unashamed, “That’s ok, right?”

Dominik was blushing very pretty, in Rhea’s opinion, a smile working its way on his face, “So… you have a crush on me still?” Buddy nodded, Dominik turned to look at Rhea, “Dems do you have a crush on me too?” The wheels were obviously turning behind his pretty dark eyes. 

“It’s Matty’s turn to ask a question.” Rhea countered, avoiding the question.

Buddy laughed, “Dems, truth or dare.”

“Dare.” Rhea decided, savagely.

“Kiss Dom.” Buddy ordered, then backtracked a bit, “If you're both ok with that?” 

Dominik blushed but nodded his head signaling that the was fine with it, Rhea rolled her shoulders, “I do have a crush on you,” She grabbed the front of his onesie and yanked him forward, to press a quick chaste kiss to his lips, she pulled back, “Now Dominik, truth or truth?” She didn’t let him answer, “Do you like us?” This was something Buddy was nervous about, he was worried Dominik would only be interested in Rhea.

Dominik laughed, “So… Matty, you weren’t my bi-panic, you were my bi-confirmation. I was so mad that Aalyah got to kiss you, and I had to work with you and couldn’t really like, talk to you about my feelings, cause I was scared you were like the other guys in the locker room and had this phobia of queer, and I obviously like Dems, it’s something that apparently everyone has picked up on.”

Buddy shot him a soft smile, “Well, not a phobia, can I kiss you now?” He asked softly.

“I want you to know, Dom Dom, that we both want you, we want you to be with us, dating us both.” Rhea explained, “I want to keep you, Buddy wants to keep you, and this only works if you want us, too.” 

Dominik seemed to think about it, “Yes, but , this can’t be like a rebound thing for me. Maria and I were in love once but since I started being on the road all the time, we fell apart. Honestly we were headed toward this break up months ago, but like… I don’t want this… to be like awkward, I don’t want just a few days getting to explore whatever this is you are both offering…” 

“Not a rebound.” Buddy offered, quickly, “We would like to keep you.”

“Possessive, I like it.” Dominik wiggled a bit then refocused his attention on Buddy, “Kiss?” Buddy caught the front of Dominik’s pajamas much like Rhea had, and yanked Dominik in, to kiss him on the lips, kissing Dominik with a promise for more later if he wanted it. Rhea clapped her hands together, a smile on her face, this was both a Christmas Miracle and absolutely the best New Years gift ever. When they broke apart, Rhea climbed over them both to kiss Buddy, then Dominik, grinning warmly at them. “Can we watch movies now and cuddle?” Dominik asked, seriously. 

They pulled couch cushions and blankets and pillows around, to create a comfortable enough place to lay, Buddy stretched out in the center, Rhea laid near the couch, her head on Buddy’s chest, Dominik laid on the other side, his back to the pair, but curled up to Buddy, head resting on Buddy’s arm, so they could all watch the TV, Rhea handed the remote to Dominik, so he could cue the next movie up. Rhea let her arm drape over Buddy’s waist, and hooked her hand over Dominik’s hip, pressing her nails into his side, while Buddy coiled the arm under Rhea around her more and pressed his other hand to Dominik’s heart, so the boy was in a neck-lock of sorts. Happiness settled and the three rested together.

Christmas morning they woke up still a pile of messy arms and legs on the floor of Rhea’s house (Buddy had moved in with her and if Rhea had her way Dominik would be moving from the Mysterio house in Las Vegas to join them immediately). They hurried to use the bathroom, washed their hands, and then made breakfast together, Dominik had commandeered the radio so they were listening to some Spanish Rap, which had Rhea bobbing her head along and Buddy sort of swaying. 

“Breakfast, then presents, then let's lay in bed and do nothing !” Rhea called out excitedly as Buddy moved to set the table for breakfast. 

Dominik laughed, “So, before we lay in bed and do nothing, I think we should talk.” Both Buddy and Rhea pouted, “Hear me out, I was just in a very vanilla relationship for years .” He folded his arms over his chest, “I like you both, I’ve always felt a connection to you, Matty, and sparks literally flew with you Dems, but… I’m still a bit unsure.” They frowned, “Unsure about how fast we should move… don’t get me wrong, I’m down for the physical side of things but… I wanna…” He frowned. 

“We can move however fast or slow as you want, right Dems?” Buddy elbowed her. 

“Right.” Rhea agreed, “You're speed.”  

Dominik grinned at them both before he giggled, “Christmas morning time!”

The morning of the twenty-sixth Dominik got a phone call that had them all on edge - Maria wanted to know where to send his belongings, since they’d been sharing an apartment in San Diego. Buddy took the phone and gave her their address in Tampa. Maria didn’t seem too bothered, she promised to send everything straight through. It was Rhea who offered a soft sad smile, “How about you just stay here for now, and lets put together some of your Legos, yeah?” 

“Ok.” Dominik looked a bit miffed, “Can we maybe… can we build Legos in bed?” It was an odd request but Rhea nodded her head, and Buddy hummed his agreement. The trio tumbled into the big bed, still in their onesie pajamas, and somehow managed to assemble the ‘invisible’ jet that was made of clear blocks. Once that was done, Dominik dropped into Buddy’s lap, and cried - the first time Rhea had really seen him shed tears, she moved closer and rubbed at his shoulders, while Buddy held him tightly. 

Dominik eventually seemed to cry himself out, while Buddy rubbed his fingers over Dominik’s long hair, playing with the ends like Rhea had liked when she had longer hair. Rhea nuzzled into Dominik’s side, her arms around his middle, while Buddy shifted them slightly, so he could nudge Dominik’s chin up with his fingers, “Hey, baby?” Dominik blinked his tears away, “It’s ok, you know? To hurt and be sad about you're relationship with Maria ending, it was a long part of your life, and we understand how you must be hurt - we’ve both been through bad breakups.” He motioned between himself and Rhea, “So, you take all the time you need, we aren’t going to change our minds - I’ve had a crush on you for years, and Dems is obsessed, even if she doesn’t want to admit it.” 

Dominik let out a wet little giggle, “Thanks, I needed that.” He breathed, then looked at Buddy with huge pleading eyes, “Can I have a kiss?”

“You don’t have to ask for those, sweetface.” Buddy promised, ducking to kiss his lips softly, when he pulled back he studied Dominik’s face, Rhea, too was watching him carefully, “You know, Dom Dom, I think maybe for now kissing, holding hands, cuddling is probably the best course of action, we can figure out the more physical stuff later.” 

Dominik nodded his head as Rhea wiggled to be more between them, “I want cuddles too!” She demanded.

Buddy laughed, “Great, now there are two of you, my needy little babies.” He grumbled, before adjusting so they could both stretch out over his chest, he kissed both their heads, as Rhea pulled Dominik into a soft, sweet little kiss. Buddy wrapped his arms around them both holding them to his chest, before he cleared his throat, “I hate to suggest this, but for now… maybe we just keep this between us. Dominik can move in slowly over time, when y’all come off the road, you can come here, and we can unpack him a little bit at a time.”

‘Good idea, Matty.” Rhea hummed, “That gives you time to get him a dresser and a lounger for our bedroom.”

Dominik blushed pretty, “I get to stay in the bedroom too?”

“You're ours, we are yours, of course you get to stay in the bedroom.” Buddy chuckled, “Where else would you sleep, baby?” Dominik shrugged, while Rhea traced his face with her fingertips, “Now I believe we agreed to do absolutely nothing productive for the rest of the break… but after this nap, can we please, please, change out of these hot ass onesies.”

Rhea grumbled, “Fine, I guess…” 

Rhea had suffered through yet another messy taping for the Mysterio drama that was unfolding on WWE regularly. Buddy met both of them outside the restaurant, or rather Dominik ran headlong into Buddy out of the restaurant when he was ‘running from the cops’, Rhea after she pushed through the camera crew found the pair, and let Buddy usher them both into the rental he’d picked up. Rhea had clocked the look Rey sent at them - and wondered if maybe he was upset that Dominik was moving in with them (had moved in with them) or was upset that Rhea and Dominik were less than PG behind the scenes. The more Dominik had gotten over his grief when it came to his relationship with Maria (he blamed himself for failing her somehow), the more handsy he had gotten with them both, and the more he opened up to them, sharing everything with them he absolutely could. 

Which brought Rhea to her biggest problem as of late - the girls locker room. If one more person accused her of cheating on Buddy she might just take their heads off, with her bare hands. She was not cheating, she was just traveling with one of her boyfriends while the other boyfriend stayed around Jacksonville or did small time house shows across America (taking Luna and Barry with him). Again, not the world knew that, although she’d been dropping not so subtle hints, case in point, she tagged a lot of things with her Latino Heat and Australian Fire. 

“So, what do we want to do for Valentine’s Day?” Buddy asked, softly, as he eyed the pair that had both climbed into the backseat, he looked at them through the rearview, watching them casually. Dominik and Rhea shared a look, the pair shrugging, “Alright, so I guess I get to choose.” He turned the car on, buckled up, and shifted it into gear, steering them out of the parking lot and towards the center of town. If they weren’t going to pick then Buddy was going to check something off his to-do list. 

Coney Island at night was lit up magnificently. Rhea chuckled as she realized where Buddy had taken them - she knew he’d never managed to get to go, in all the times they’d been in the city for road shows or other things he’d never managed to go, Dominik made a funny noise, “Uncle Eddie brought me here a couple times.” He offered, sounding a little excited and a lot relieved. “This is going to be great!” He added, already trying to unbuckle and escape the SUV. 

Buddy climbed out, trailed by Rhea and Dominik, he offered his arms to them both. Rhea slid to his left side while Dominik took his right, the three moved toward ticket sales, once more Buddy bought their admissions (Rhea wondered if Dominik was getting a bit irritated by how often Buddy just paid for everything, the man liked to spoil his princesses ). With their wristbands on they headed into the park, Buddy stiffened for just a moment as Dominik’s hand slid into his, instead of resting their arms together, Rhea on his other side had already laced their fingers together. 

From the midway they scouted out the best path to the Cyclone, which had apparently been one of Eddie’s favorite rides. They headed first for the Soarin’ Eagle, but soon realized they’d have to break up into a pair and a single rider - they agreed quickly to alternate out who was the single rider. From Soarin’ Eagle they moved onto the SlingShot, then the Steeplechase, before making their way across what amounted to a kiddy-land, although they did stop to ride the Ferris Wheel and the Coney Clipper (one of the few rides they could sit altogether), before they headed into the line for the Cyclone. 

Maybe it was because it was February, but the lines weren’t terribly long, so they got to ride the Cyclone three times in a row before Rhea was begging for them to do literally anything else . They cut back across the kiddy-land, and through the rides they’d already rode, across the midway a second time, to reach the rest of the rides. The Astro Tower had them all screaming, loudly, hands held outside of the harnesses on the ride, Dominik screaming out a very shrill, “Ohhhh, Shit!” As it dropped them from the heavens. 

Buddy was the one who tugged them into the line for the Thunderbolt, and honestly, Rhea was starting to get a little worried about the age of all the coasters Buddy was apparently obsessed with. They rode it four times, before Rhea managed to talk him into riding the Tony’s Express. After that Rhea begged for them to play games, and Dominik managed to win them all three small little rewards at Ring Toss, Rhea won them all prizes at Whack-A-Mole, then Buddy won Rhea and Dominik huge stuffed Hippos (Rhea’s was purple and Dominik’s was blue) at a bean bag toss game. 

“Can we eat here?” Dominik asked, eyeing both his girlfriend and his boyfriend.

“Come on, there’s an Italian place, uh… Al Cavallino?” Buddy pointed at the sign, as they moved towards it.

“Let’s get it to go.” Rhea hummed, “I wanna uh, I wanna go back to the hotel.” There was a flirty lit to her voice, one that had Buddy and Dominik quickly ordering three massive pizzas, and rushing out of Luna Park, back to the SUV and toward the Mandarin Oriental. It was on the steep end of the price scale that they tended to use when it came to picking a hotel, but Rhea had splurged a little because this was a big night . 

With everything that had been going on, they’d been traveling more and more, and with Buddy now doing regular house shows for AEW and still picking up his special contracts, they had had to enact a two week rule - they saw each other all three every two weeks even if it was only for an hour. For all that Buddy could be upset that Rhea and Dom were always together he was relieved that his little monsters had one another on the road, he was ok traveling on his own, he’d always been good at the road (which irritated both Rhea and Dom). 

The Premier Central Park Suite, on the forty-second floor overlooked the park (obviously) but was also decorated elegantly. The entry into the room was into a sprawling living room, where a curved couch sat around a coffee table, across from that there was a table made for four. Dominik dropped the pizza on it, while Rhea set about getting the beer out of the mini-fridge. The bedroom was huge, with a California King size bed, and a small lounge-chair against the impressive floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the beauty that was Central Park in the large and sprawling city. The bathroom was pristine, with a huge tub and a deep sink. The closet was packed full of Buddy, Rhea and Dominik’s belongings (mostly Buddy’s because he’d arrived a couple days before Rhea and Dominik). 

They changed into lounge clothes which equaled boxers for both Dominik and Buddy, while Rhea donned a pair of black underwear and a t-shirt that belonged to Dominik. Rhea grabbed her pizza slice, folded it in half, and started to eat, sitting criss-cross on the fluffy white couch, Dominik joined her with both their beers and his own two slices of pizza that he’d made some sort of a sandwich out of. Buddy just grabbed his whole box of pizza and his beer, dropping onto the couch next to his lovers. What was the point in working his ass out in the gym if he couldn’t eat a whole pizza when he damn well wanted it. 

The thing about Buddy, in Rhea’s opinion, was he was easy to read. There was a way he looked, when his hunger changed from wolfing down a whole pizza full of gross things like anchovies, to devouring Rhea or Dominik. She and Dominik had barely finished their first slices when Buddy’s gaze turned a bit heated, a bit more focused, his pupils expanding, he licked his lips, and Rhea resigned herself to the fact that they’d finish eating later and they would probably need a shower (or two). 

Rhea also knew how to get Buddy’s attention, she stretched her arms over her head, yawning, before she moved toward Dominik, licking the side of his face, “You know what I think?” She offered the boys, “I think we’ve kissed a bit, we’ve made out, we’ve gotten each other off through our clothes… it’s about time we did moooore.” She whined a bit, which was enough, Buddy didn’t give either of them time to reach, before he tossed his pizza down (he’d be upset about that later, it missed the table and hit the nice carpet), and yanked both of them into his lap, Dominik nearly clipped him in the balls, but Buddy didn’t slow down, instead he pressed forward, licking his way into Dominik’s mouth, forcefully biting at the boys lips, tasting every bit of Dominik’s mouth before he turned his attention to Rhea and gave her much the same treatment, she sighed into him, melting closer. 

When they broke for air, the pair had been kissed soundly by Buddy for the better part of thirty minutes, whenever he broke for air from one kiss, he’d gulp down some more then lunge forward to kiss the other. “Making out is good.” Dominik giggled, his lips kissed red and bruising quickly, “But you know what would be better?” He asked as he pressed forward and started biting at Buddy’s neck, the man was still kissing Rhea like his life depended on it, “Mutual orgasms sound better, don’t you think?” Buddy inhaled sharply, broke his kiss with Rhea and looked at Dominik seriously. 

Dominik, however, had moved to focus on Rhea, tugging on her shirt, to get it over her head, even as the younger pair shifted on Buddy’s lap, so they were more facing each other, Rhea giggled, “Do you have an idea?”

“Yeah, actually I do.” Dominik began, “But uh, it’s more of a fantasy?” 

“Wanna tell us?” Buddy asked, softly, ducking to kiss both their shoulders.

“Can I just uh, show you?” Dominik ventured, blushing pretty, the red running down his cheeks to bloom across his chest and down to his happy trail, that disappeared into his boxers, which were tenting up, showing his interest. Dominik waited for both of them to nod, “Ok, Matty, can you uh, can you sit on the table for a moment.” He motioned toward the coffee table, Buddy huffed clearly aware of where this was maybe going, but did as Dominik asked, Rhea and Dominik were both shuffled onto the couch, for him to move, “Alright, Mami,” Dom looked at Rhea, sweetly, batting his eyelashes, “Off with the clothes, please?” He tugged on her black underwear. She laughed, loudly. She shimmied out of them, while Dominik stood and slid his own boxers down, awkwardly.

Buddy watched them, his boxers tight. For a moment Rhea and Dominik just looked at each other, they’d taken to sharing a locker room on the road, and had seen flashes of each other naked, but like they’d agreed back at Christmas, none of them had moved past kisses and cuddles with a side of hand holding. Rhea was toned and athletic, Dominik was starting to gain more muscle, but still had soft love handles from the weight he’d gained between Football and deciding to join the WWE for real. Dominik’s gaze wandered over her, but not for long, he drug his eyes back upward to where Rhea was studying him, a bright smile on her face, and eyes gleefully full of what could only be called mischief and desire. 

“Dios,” Dominik breathed out, “I wanna eat you alive.” He brought his hands to rest on her hip bones, Buddy tracked the movement, a smile starting to pull at his lips, Dominik pulled Rhea back toward the couch. She jerked her head in a nod, before dipping forward to kiss his lips, fingers shaking Dominik moved his right hand, letting his index finger trace a path from her collarbones downward, to her shaved pussy lips, he groaned into the kiss when he felt how wet she was, the scent of her arousal spiking as he did it again, “Let me taste you?” He begged, when she broke the kiss, he pulled her hand to his lips and licked them hungrily, he turned to look at Buddy, moving his fingers free of his lips, “Can I taste Mami?” He asked, slowly.

“Go ahead, baby.” Buddy grinned sharply, “Taste you're Mami.” He added, a bit darker.

“Thank you, Papi.” Dominik whispered, as he gazed at Rhea, eyes hooded with want. 

“Lay back.” Rhea ordered, shoving his shoulder harshly so he dropped back onto the couch, with the curve it was kind of awkward but they made it work, “I wanna taste you too, can I Papi?” She blinked innocently at Buddy, who chuckled darkly but nodded his head, waving his hand in a do as you please sort of motion. Tentatively, afraid that Dominik might change his mind, Rhea fisted his cock, pumped it twice then rubbed his precum off with her thumb, pushing it into her mouth and loudly moaning around the taste. A wicked grin lit up her face, as she climbed up and over him, Dominik caught her hips to help her situate her cute cunt over his mouth so she wouldn’t smother him (although Dominik probably would have willingly agreed to that), she froze over him when he slid his tongue over her clit the first time, “Oooh.” She hissed, before wiggling a bit, to encourage him, she stretched her body over his, using her right hand to balance herself on his upper thigh, before moving to hold the base of her cock with her left hand, she nuzzled his cockhead with her lips and, as he took a stronger lick between her pussy lips, the moment she sucked his cockhead into her lips, he flicked his tongue hard against her core - chasing the sweet honey like taste of her wetness. 

By the way Dominik was moaning, Buddy knew he was in heaven. From what they knew about Dominik, he’d always had an oral fixation, it was further proven as he greedily locked his lips over her swollen clit and sucked, grazing his teeth along her tiny little bud, flicking his tongue in a rough pattern - then he’d slide his tongue down further, slipping into her tight little hole, tasting her pure sex, before he’d double back to his sucking of her clit. Rhea, meanwhile, was caught between begging Dom for god only knows what and purposely trying to choke herself because the feeling of Dom cockhead against the back of her throat made her nearly feral with want, she bobbed her head up and down testing out different twirls of her tongue and grazes of her teeth sometimes sucking harder, Dom hips bucked up driving his cock deeper into her throat as she ground her hips down, pushing her cunt against Dom face in need. He responded by fucking his tongue in and out of her cute little pussy, nuzzling her red and sensitive clit with his nose. 

Buddy watched on appreciatively, not sure how long they teased each other before he slowly eased himself down to his knees, groaning in frustration as he drove his knee into the pizza he’d dropped earlier (for a moment his mind focused on the fact that they were going to have to pay to have this room cleaned), he refocused on the beautiful sight before him. Rhea was devoutly bobbing her head up and down eager to take as much of Dom cock down her throat, while Dom was greedily eating her pussy like his life depended on it. Buddy didn’t bother to take his boxers off, only pushing them down enough to get his cock out, he spat in his hand to lube himself up with it the best he could, before edging forward, pointedly ignoring the pizza issue. Both Rhea and Dominik froze for a moment when his hands landed on them, so he pushed Rhea’s head down to get her to refocus on the delicious looking cock in her mouth. As soon as she resumed bobbing her head up and down, Dominik refocused on his sweet treat. 

Buddy spat into his hand a couple more times, then rubbed his hand between the pair, wetting down Rhea’s ribs and Dominik’s stomach with his saliva, before he pushed forward and slid his cock between their bodies seeking friction. He grunted as he set a slow rhythm, then ran his index finger down Rhea’s spine, dipping between her cute little ass cheeks, rubbing hard over her asshole - the girl let out a pretty noise as Buddy sunk his finger into her tight wet cunt, Dom hummed and turned his attention to just her clit, nibbling and sucking happily. Buddy pushed his index finger in and out of her, finger fucking her while Dominik teased her clit, he added a second finger even as he brought his other hand up to his mouth and sucked sloppily on his fingers. 

“Hey, Dom, spread your legs for me, baby.” The younger man did as Buddy commanded, careful not to jostle Rhea, “Sweetface, drool down his cock for me.” He continued to lightly fuck his hips forward, while scissoring his fingers inside of Rhea the powerful woman  whimpering her pleasure even as she did as he asked. He grinned darkly as her drool ran down Dom’s shaft and over his rather nice sized balls (Buddy sort of wanted to suck on them, but that would have to wait). He caught the drool with his free hand and proceeded to smear it over Dom tight puckered asshole, “Is this ok, baby?” Dominik made a muffled noise of agreement, so Buddy worked his middle finger in first, the boy gasped even as he bucked into the feeling, once Buddy could thrust that finger in and out without resistance, he set an even pace. 

Rhea was starting to wiggle and whimper a bit louder, so Buddy pulled his fingers free of her hungry cunt, he knew exactly what his little mosher needed, “Dom, put your fingers in her.” Dominik clumsily did so, pushing two in and nibbling a little harder on her clit if her grunt and moan was anything to go by. Buddy ran his sloppy wet fingers from her pussy to her tight asshole, he worked the first one in even as he added a second finger to Dom, his hips started bucking his cock harder between their bodies, he could feel the heat of his pending orgasm rushing up his spine, so he slowed down a little bit, not wanting to cum just yet. He focused on the task at hand - soon he was working two fingers in and out of both their tight little asses while Rhea hungrily bobbed her head up and down Dom’s cock, now that Buddy was largely in charge he grinned.

Not that he minded the thought of watching the pair fuck from the corner chair, it was just their first time and he wanted to be as much a part of it as possible, an idea forming in his head, taking root and growing fast. “Tug on his balls, sweetheart.” Buddy could feel his own balls tightening, “Add another finger, Dom.” As both listened - Rhea rested her full weight against Dom which made the pressure on Buddy’s cock increase beautifully, and took both hands to his balls tugging and pinching slightly as she pushed herself until her nose was buried in his pubes. Dom has moved his free hand to coil around Buddy’s leg, to squeeze his balls from behind and Buddy couldn’t help but buck a little harder when Dom pulled just right the boy had also added a third finger to Rhea’s now stretched cunt. Buddy couldn’t help but add a third finger to stretch them even more - that was what did it both his younger lovers explode.

Rhea’s whole body went tense just before her cunt convulsed and her orgasm flooded Dom’s face and mouth. Dom came hard, his hips jerking up bucking his cock far enough down Rhea’s throat the woman gagged around him, but didn’t move off as he started to cum down her throat, Buddy sort of hoped she choked on it in the best way possible, Rhea liked to be in charge as far as the world was concerned, but Buddy was the one who held her down at home. Buddy’s rhythm faltered, he felt his balls draw up tight, his own release surged forward flooding the pair his cock was trapped between. He leaned forward, resting his head on the back of the couch, before he pulled his fingers free of the beautiful sweaty pair, he brought them to his mouth to lick them clean, even as Rhea gingerly moved off Dom, the pair both wiggling to sit up, facing Buddy who was still on his knees. Buddy couldn’t help but groan, seeing how wrecked the pair were, and how coated in his cum they were. He was still cumming when Rhea started to rub his cum into her skin, Dom after a moment of hesitation followed her lead, Buddy’s cock twitched eagerly watching them, he wanted more. 

Buddy managed to get his boxers off, still ignoring the pizza situation under his knees, he continued to kneel before them, eyes going between the most beautiful woman and the most darling man he’d ever seen. “I wanna taste you both,” Buddy declared, “God you look like a porno, sort of smell like one too.” He inhaled deeply, the scent of their spent sex going to his head. “Dems, would you let Dom Dom fuck you're ass?” He bit his bottom lip and watched Rhea weigh her options, slowly she nodded, “I… god I wanna keep you both, forever.” He breathed out, his cock was still twitching, little dribbles of cum were dropping onto the floor between his knees, “Dom, baby, sit on the edge here, in front of me, Dems you should just be able to slide him in, I stretched you out nice, didn’t I?”

“Matty, you know I like you in me, always.” Rhea cupped his face, bent forward to kiss him sweetly, like she hadn’t just choked on Dom’s cock for the better part of the last hour, Buddy felt the heat bubbling his stomach again, “I really like knowing you like being inside me.” Rhea breathed out against his lips. The invitation was there, so Buddy grabbed her harshly by the back of her short hair, yanking her into a kiss that was more teeth than tongue, biting at one another, threatening to bust each others lips with the force, before Dom let out a noise of pain, and wiggled forward, inching into the kiss. It took a minute for them to navigate a three way kiss, more tongue than teeth this time, but once they had it Dominik’s moans turned from whimpers to pleading little noises. 

Buddy, eager to get on to the next part of his plan, pulled away from them, licking his lips, before he nudged Rhea down the couch, so he could slide Dominik into position, “Did you like my finger Dom Dom?” He asked as he forced Dominik’s legs open, and yanking him toward the edge of the couch, Dominik nodded his head frantically as Buddy cupped his neck, squeezing slightly, before running his palms down Dominik’s chest, pausing to tweak his nipples - the boy let out a mewling noise, as Buddy slide his dominant hand downward, fingertips gliding over Dominik’s soft skin, before he pointedly ignored Dominik’s cock, and slid his finger back inside of the younger man, Dominik let out a airy moan. 

“More?” Dom pleaded. 

Buddy nipped at Dominik’s thighs, Rhea let out what amounted to a frustrated growl, before Buddy laughed, he pulled his mouth away from Dominik’s left high, a beautiful hickey left in its place, “Dems, come sit on Dom Dom’s cock for Papi.” When Rhea started the whole Who’s Your Papi?, neither one of them realized how much Dom would enjoy calling Rhea Mami and Buddy Papi , had both Rhea and Buddy referring to each other in the same manner. 

Buddy knew deep down that he’d probably started to push both Rhea and Dominik further than they wanted to go for their first time, but neither of them were saying stop . Rhea complied, as she moved to brace her hands on Buddy’s shoulders while Dom held his cock with the hand not currently twisted in the couch cushions. Buddy bent down a little, doing his best to ignore how his knee slid on the pizza box, to watch Dom’s now hard cock (it was a nice cock, almost eight inches, and decently thick - not as thick or as long as Buddy’s, but delicious looking and he personally couldn’t wait to suck it down) push against Rhea’s tight puckered pink ring, before finally his cockhead slipped in. “Oh, fuck, Dom .” Rhea let out a pleased noise as she lowered herself down his cock, Buddy grinned as she took the initiative to impale herself to the base, once there she sort of rocked her hips, experimenting, “You feel so good.” She promised Dom, looking over her shoulder to lick at his jawline.  

Dom pitched forward, wrapping his arm around her stomach, kissing up her neck, “So goddamn hot.” He breathed out, hot against Rhea’s throat, he moaned out loudly when Buddy started to pump his finger in and out of Dominik’s tight hole, Buddy growled when either of them tried to move, he needed to work Dom back up to three fingers again. 

“There we go, so pretty.” Buddy licked his lips, “Rock your hips, Rhea, as slow or as fast as you want.” Then he surged forward, plunging his tongue into her cute little cunt, licking up to her clit and biting down just hard enough for her to cry out, burying both her hands on his hair. She rocked her hips violently forward chasing his mouth, which caused her to bounce up and down Dom cock, while Buddy searched out the boy's prostate. “Gonna milk you both.” He murmured as he pulled away from her clit, “Dems rub your clit baby, I wanna eat you.” With that he plunged his tongue into her cunt, and started a fast in and out, she felt her hips flex but did as he asked. Dropping her hand between her thighs and rubbing her clit slowly. 

Buddy let his tongue slide down to where Rhea was split open on Dom’s cock every now and then, at times he hungrily sucked Dom heavy balls into his mouth, he lapped at the younger mans asshole where it was stretched around three of his thick fingers, then pushed his mouth back up to suck her pussy lips and fuck her with his tongue while he stroked his cock and tugged on his balls with his free hand, focused on using his fingers inside Dom to abuse the younger mans prostate to the fullest of his abilities. This time when Rhea came it was all over Buddy - he pulled her off Dom at the last minute so his streams of hot white cum could mark his face, throat and chest alongside Rhea’s own delicious cum. 

Buddy angled himself upward, stroking hard and fast, so he could coat Rhea’s clit, pussy, and asshole alongside Dom’ now limp cock, balls and asshole. The younger pair spent, dropped back against the couch exhausted so naturally Buddy took his time cleaning them off with his tongue, once he had a mouthful of all three of their releases he kissed Rhea who let out a pleased noise at the taste he did the same with Dom who groaned his cock twitching gallantly. Buddy continued his tongue bath until both seemed to regain their brains. Together Rhea and Dom pushed him backwards, he took the hint, and shoved himself onto the coffee table, letting out a pointed sigh when he felt his pizza box creak under his weight, before flattening. They hungrily worked on cleaning the mess from his chest and neck, Rhea was the one who settled between his legs (she let out a noise that let him know she’d found his smashed pizza slice and he’d be hearing about it later, but he refused to dwell on that). She pushed his thighs apart, at first he wasn’t sure what they were up to until Dom’s mouth closed over his cockhead, the man was balanced precariously on the couch, hands on Buddy’s upper thighs for support so Rhea had room to work. Buddy grunted in eager anticipation as Rhea pulled his ass cheeks apart and surged forward with her tongue. 

Buddy let them have their fun, reaching down to fist the base of his cock, as Rhea licked into his own tight picker - flicking her tongue in eager and hungry, Dom was bobbing up and down on his cock, at times hitting Buddy’s fist hard enough Buddy was worried he was going to bust his lips open, Dominik started to hum as he was able to swallow more and more down. Rhea tugged harshly on his balls which had him crying out in pleasure even as Dom’s mouth slammed into his fist again, this time the younger man paused to inhale sharply before experimenting with swallowing around Buddy’s cock, making him let out what amounted to a high pitched keen. Tentatively Buddy ran his fingers through Dominik’s longer hair, before holding his head in place, and bucking up slightly, Buddy tested out bucking up, just as Rhea moaned loudly. When he looked down he could see her hand between her thighs, moving fast and he grinned with the realization she was fingering herself - he groaned as he felt a slick finger prodded at his asshole, a finger Rhea had no doubt coated with her own slick. These two together, they might actually be the death of him. 

Dominik, now more comfortable, set an impressive pace. Bobbing up and down with abandon while Rhea moved to suck and nibble at his balls, she had managed to get three fingers coated in her slick into him, and was now pressing them harshly against his prostate. His own clenches on the base of his cock were coming hard and fast and all too soon he was seizing up. His cum flooded Dom mouth, choking him, as he pulled back Rhea replaced him, sucking down wave after wave - her fingers still assaulting his prostate. Buddy was fairly sure he was spent, and had no more cum to give his lovers, when they moved as one, giving him a beautiful sight. Rhea pawed his mouth open and the pair sloppily made out, as Buddy leaned forward, moving himself around so he could see his cum dribbling down their chins, he ducked forward, nearly kneeing Rhea in his haste, to lick his cum off their chins, before lowering himself to the floor in front of Rhea, so he could angle his mouth under their joined lips, to catch the stream of cum. After a few beats of his heart, Buddy licked up their necks, and shoved his own tongue into the mix, biting at both their lips and gripping the back of their necks. 

Of course, Rhea couldn’t just let them languish in their afterglow. “I desperately love you both,” She started, as she moved to stand on shaky legs, “But I have pizza sauce on me .” She gave Buddy a rude look, he ducked his head, “And I think it’s forever stained the carpet, they are going to think we killed someone.”

Dominik, who had been panting, burst out laughing. “Matty, you really wanted that pizza.” The trio looked at the smashed pizza box on the coffee table, grease stains leaking out of the flattened cardboard. “You can have some of mine?” Dominik suggested, even as Rhea moved to drag him to his feet, “But Mami’s right, we should shower, you’ve got pizza sauce all over you…” 

Buddy groaned, “Fine, shower fun, then we eat, then we play some more.” The younger set giggled, as they took off in a run toward the shower, pushing and shoving playfully at each other, Buddy took a few minutes to catch his breath, he wasn’t as young as them and multiple orgasms while nice, wore him out, especially when he had two devilishly sexy little monsters eager to please him. They’d probably have to talk about this , about their dynamic, about their change in physicality - but all of that could wait until tomorrow. He stood, bones popping, and cackled to himself as he took in the sight of the pizza slices he’d been eating previously smeared across the white cashmere like carpet, and smashed into the table top. Shaking his head fondly, he headed for the bathroom. Tomorrow was a new day, tonight it was Valentine’s Day and he wanted more of his little Nightmare and his Luchador. 

Keeping their relationship a secret absolutely sucked, but it had been the right decision, Rhea thought. The first time anyone saw them out as a trio (pictures of her and Dom, her and Buddy were pretty common), was Hall of Fame. The fact that they arrived together (even thought Buddy was a released WWE SuperStar), the fact that Buddy sat with Dom and Rhea, the fact that he was barely more than a half step away from either of them until of course the moment they had to walk out on Rey’s hall of fame speech , those were clocked by hell - everyone.

“So, you are living with them?” Angie’s voice was colored with confusion.

“Madre, you knew someday I was going to move out of our house.” He hummed, “So, yes I live with Dems and Matty.” He offered, “And I pretty much have since Christmas.” He admitted a little quietly, “Look, I know you think it’s weird, but trust me when I say Matty and Dems are exactly what I needed after Maria and I separated-”

Rey cleared his throat, “Dominik, the rumors fly around here…”

“I promise the rumors are wrong.” Dominik promised, “I liked you're speech, Jefe, a lot.” He moved to hug Rey, but the man stepped back eyeing him ruefully, “I know it doesn’t make the most sense, me crashing with them from the outside looking in-”

“I didn’t raise you to be Eddie.” Rey finally said, “He coveted what he couldn’t have too.” From their distance Buddy and Rhea watched as Rey glanced meaningfully past Dominik at Rhea, the boy turned his head to follow his father’s gaze. 

Dominik laughed loudly, “Jefe, I don’t covet anything.” Dom motioned them both over, so slowly Rhea and Buddy made their way, moving to stand on either side of him, Buddy’s arm going around his lower back while Rhea took his hand, “This isn’t exactly how I wanted to tell you this…” Dominik gazed around them, “But seeing as you are both here, and I don’t know when we will all be in the same place again, I’m not coveting anything, remember when we were doing the Mysterio/Messiah storyline?” Rey nodded, slowly, under his mask it was hard for the Austrailians to tell how he was reacting, “I was so mad about Aalyah, and you never asked why, it was because I was jealous .” Angie’s face turned from confusion to a blinding smile, Dominik leaned forward, focusing on his parents, “I was jealous of Aalyah, of her getting to kiss Matty.” Dominik motioned to the man next to him, “I’m bisexual.” He added when it looked like Rey wasn’t going to catch on.

“That’s fine, son, but that doesn’t explain… this.” Rey motioned to them all three.

Rhea laughed, a smile blooming on her face, Buddy flushed a deep red, “We are a couple.” Dominik deadpanned, “Like, I’m dating them both, and they are both dating me, and each other.” 

Angie looked between them, “Dominik… it’s not how we were raised, but-”

“But we are glad you are being honest with us.” Rey finished for his wife, then looked at Buddy, “Let us break the news to Aalyah, I’m not sure she will be prepared for you to attend family dinner this Sunday with us… but her new boyfriend is quite charming, here's to hoping he doesn’t remember you're storyline…” With that Rey kissed Dominik’s cheek, waved at the Austrailians, then took Angie’s hand after she hugged the trio, and led her away so they could greet more SuperStars.

“Can we get pizza now?” Dominik asked the pair on either side of him.

Rhea giggled, “We should take it to go.” 

“Hey, now, wait a moment.” Buddy huffed, “Every time we get pizza I never get to eat it-” That had the younger pair laughing loudly as Damian approached them looking confused, Vero and Finn following behind him. “Hey, how about we all go out to dinner together so I might actually get my pizza-”

“If you weren’t such a horny bastard man, you wouldn’t have this problem.” Damian teased, pulling Buddy in to ruffle his ginger hair, “Fergie, Vero you in?” The married couple nodded fondly, “Alright, I got the biggest rental, let's go - oh, and hey, my room has a hot tub!” 

…The End For Now

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A Summoner Birthday

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Story (Chapter 1 Part 3 (After Battle))

It's the final countdown! Time for the Hail Mary! My Lupin, are you ready?!

I'm ready!

Wakan Tanka: Let's do it together!

Blitz!! Good Red Roooooooaaaad!!

Wakan Tanka knocks the enemies to your direction as you prepare to deliver the final blow.

Lupin: Role of the Wanderer. Rule of Rending. Engrave mine name, Lupin Stone, unto thee.

Boundless Tail!!

And with that, the battle was finished. The enemies were down. Though, Hakumen and Xototl look like they weren't giving up.

This isn't over! Not while I still stand!

???: I think that's quite enough.

Hakumen: (shocked) What?!

Behold the true combined power of science and sorcery! Feel my spell!

A powerful force stops Hakumen right where she is, preventing her attack.

Lady Hakumen! Let go of her, you-

Xotot tries to go and save Hakumen, but something flies down and stops him.

You heard her, hermono. That's enough. Even I know when it's time to put the weapons down.

Xototl, knowing there's no arguing with Tezcatlipoca, stood down.

Now will you calm down?

Hakumen: ... (defeated) Fine, you win.

Then, more familiar faces arrive.

Happy Birthday, my beloved grandchild!

Lupin: Gramp?! You're here, too?

I'm here, too!

It has been awhile, hasn't it?

Lupin: Cait Sith, Hermes, it has been.

Look at this mess. We haven't had a problem like this since the incident over Valentine's Day.

Why? Why did you two do it? This day was meant to be peacful.

Hakumen: Like I said, I just wanted to have a little fun. Maybe spice up this party. Even though it's barely begun.

But this is just a birthday party for Lupin. A simple get-together with his closest friends to celebrate and the one he holds dear. You would ruin all that just because you weren't invited? Because you weren't included?

Lupin: Hakumen, I know you and I haven't been on the best of terms, but if you really wanted to come, you should have said. I even sent an invite to the Tycoons care of Gyumao.

Cait Sith: Well that explains why I didn't get invited, either. Some urgent business came up and had to leave immediately to sort it out. He probably never got the chance to tell us about your birthday.

Hakumen: Either way, things with at the casino have been rather slow lately. I needed something to do until something exciting comes along. But I do hope for forgiveness for today.

Lupin: Well, as long as you've learned your lesson. Just don't do it again. I just want a happy birthday with my friends and the one I love.

Wakan Tanka: (happy) That's right. I am told that time stands still here, but I don't know how long Bigfoot's spell will last here.

Balor: I'm still unsure about letting my grandchild be romantically involved with an Invader. But I can tell you're a good person, child of the Great Spirit. I hope you and Lugh will be happy for many years to come.

Wakan Tanka: (pleased) Thank you, king of the giants. I will take care of My Lupin, My Heyoka, come what may.

Boogeyman: Now to fix this mess. Kurogane, activate the clean-up feature!

Kurgane's voice: Are you sure, Mr. Boogeyman? We still haven't tested it, yet.

Boogeyman: Well, now's a good time as any. Go for it!

In a swoop of light, the ruined Candyland was now back in one piece.

Boogeyman: There, that should set everything-

Suddenly, the ground begins to shake and everything starts to look glitchy.

Boogeyman: (serious) What's happening?!

Computer Voice: Ah ah ah! You didn't say the magic word!

Kuragane's voice: (angry) PLEASE! Damn it! I knew this was going to happen. The clean-up feature's non-compatible with the system. It's causing the data to become corrupt and making everything go haywire. I have no choice. I'm going to have to reboot the system.

How do you do that?

Kurogane's voice: First, I have to restart the system... That means I have shut it off.

Whoa whoa whoa! With us still in it?!

Kurogane's voice: It'll just take a second... When it comes back on, that's when it gets complicated. Now, get ready? I'm about to shut off the system!

You and Wakan Tanka hold tightly to each other. The others do the same with their close ones.

Then, everything goes black... But like Kurogane said, it was for only a second. After that, everything comes back on and everything wasn't glitching anymore.

Kurogane's voice: Did it work?

Boogeyman: It looks like it did.

Kurogane's voice: Good. But I'm afraid the real work has just begun.

What do you mean?

Kurogane's voice: Now, someone has to restart all seven power breakers. Once that's done, the system then has to be booted up from the main in-world terminal in the Candy Castle. Until all that is done... there will be no coming or leaving the virtual world.

Bigfoot: (shocked) Are you serious?!

Kurogane's voice: There's not much we can do. The connection to the real world is one of the things that's doesn't work after restarting the system. See? This is what happens when you do a rush job.

Boogeyman: Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I'll reactivate the breakers and reboot the system.

Not alone. We'll go with you and help you restart it.

Shiro: That's right. This looks like a task too big even for you.

We'll do what we can to help. We're all with you.

Hakumen: Well, this is partly our fault. I guess we can help, too.

Xototl: We will make it up to you, Quetzalcoatl. Consider it our birthday gift to you.

Lupin: (grateful) Thank you all. We can do this together.

Wakan Tanka takes your hand.

Wakan Tanka: Yes, we will, My Lupin.

You both smile happily.

If you're going to go on an adventure, you're going to do it in style.

Alp: Kuniyoshi, Arachne, where were you guys?

Sorry if we're a little late. We were putting the finishing touches on the costumes for Lupin's party when things got messy. And after hearing that you may be going on an adventure, I think we were right to do so.

Shiro: You have costumes for us?

Arachne: Wee. But I have to warn you, we may not have enough for all of you and some of it may already look like things you wear on a daily basis. But, it's the best we could do on such short notice. Now, let us begin.

We follow Arachne and Kuniyoshi to where they had our costumes... When we arrived...

Wakan Tanka: (surprised) Oh my.

It's been a long time, my fellow bull.

End of Chapter 1.

[drpg-global-archive]

DRPG - Character Episode - Seraphina

The Gorgeous Overlord who has overcome her fear of poverty. Thanks to her newfound strength, she has become a fearless character. She has subtle romantic feelings for Killia.

Level 1/New Summon

Hmph..... I am Seraphina, a Princess Overlord from the Gorgeous Netherworld. Angels, demons or humans, no one can escape the power of my Balor Gaze! It is everyone's duty to be my servant!

I hear that your name is... Oh, you're [Player]. Alright then. You should regard it as a great honor to meet me and feel super fortunate that you and your descendants get to be my slaves. Hahaha, many people also cried tears of joy like you when they heard they were to become my slaves. Hmph.

Level 100

Sir Killia.... It's Sir Killia....? What, [Player]? Do you want to say something? In order to avoid a misunderstanding, let me make it perfectly clear right now that I definitely don't love Sir Killia. It's just strange to me that my Balor Gaze is ineffective on him, so I need to win over his heart to set things straight.

That's right. My dignity is at stake, the dignity of a beautiful woman! This isn't some popular TV romance drama or some trashy story you'd find in any old convenience store magazine. Understand? Let's wait and see. Just you watch! Sir Killia will be begging to be with me soon enough!

Level 200

Sir Killia..... Ah, yes. Sir Killia is in love with Miss Liezerota. But why doesn't my Balor Gaze have any effect on him?! It's so annoying! I get it now. This is jealousy.... I never thought I could be jealous of anyone else. But whenever I think of Sir Killia, I get taken over by extremely negative emotions. I just get so angry when I think of Miss Liezerota and Sir Killia together! I want to rip her to shreds!

I used to think that jealousy was just a hysterical emotion that stupid humans feel.... Love makes people crazy I guess. ...... No, that's not right. What I am feeling has nothing to do with love. It has everything to do with my desire to be an Overlord and to have dignity! Sir Killia's heart will be mine! I will get back my dignity!

Level 500

Listen to me, [Player]. I guess I am just a little too concerned about Liezorota. I'm a lot different from her. I'm just wasting my time being jealous of her. There's no point in doing so. It's so true. Why have I only realized this now? I will never be anything like Liezorota. I'll never get to be with Killia.

However, when we are on the battlefield, Sir Killia and I are the perfect partners. This relationship is based on mutual trust, not love. But trust is an important part of a relationship too. The trust between Sir Killia and me is something everyone would die to have.  Thinking about our relationship in this way, I feel a lot better. In a way, Sir Killia's heart is already mine! Right?

Level 1000

[Player]. Thank you. I can't stop talking about Sir Killia. I guess you must find it really annoying. But... Looks like you've stayed by my side despite this flaw. I really appreciate that. So, I've decided. From now on, I will forget about Sir Killia. Well, don't read too much into that. It's not like I'll never talk to him again. 

But, [Player]. I feel comforted when I'm by your side. I don't know when it happened, but it seems that you've replaced Sir Killia..... [Player]. It seems you've forced your way uninvited into enter my heart. And more than that. You stole a piece of my heart while there! You were the one who was supposed to kneel before me. Not the other way around! ....Well, it's not a big problem. I'll make an exception just this once. But there is one condition... You need to stay with me...forever, [Player].

[rowinablx]

Wrestling's Next Top Model!!! Contestant list written by Violet Giliath and her boyfriend Finn Balor, the casting directors and head of makeovers. Just note they're exhausted from casting and are snarky as fuck

@atiny-angel @swifteforeverandalways @lynsrosegarden @sargentbarxes @axelwolf8109 @retro-rezz-the-est @moxxieswitchblade @the-iridescent-phoenix @katries

Seth Rollins: From Davenport Iowa, this "emo" wannabe model plans to take over the industry. Has long brown hair that leaves him looking like other model Aragorn.

Austin Theory: Youngest person here from Atlanta Georgia who looks like he belongs in a CW show with brown blond hair he has in a man bun.

Rhea Ripley: From Australia, this young woman looks like any other pretty blond girl.

Sammy: I don't know how to spell his last name and he's annoying. Kind of pretty, kind of an ass

TJ Perkins: From California and raised by a Filipino family, covered in tattoos that call way too much attention from his handsome features.

Saraya and Ruby Soho: Twins that look nothing alike except for their long black hair and brown eyes.

Sasha Banks: This woman from Boston has an attitude that will go nowhere in the industry but admittedly is beautiful

Charlotte Flair: This girl from ironically Charlotte North Carolina, is another plain blonde woman.

Bayley: I have nothing to say other than her side ponytail is a crime against humanity.

Elton Prince and Kit Wilson: Boyfriends who scarily remind me of the power couple Aragorn and Legolas Greenleaf, this two hail from Britain.

Jordan Devlin: Another with an attitude problem and a pretty face who happens to be my little brother, help me

Damian Priest: Tall and handsome, yet quite terrifying to look at!

Roman Reigns: Looks like Jason Mamoa with a horrible man bun as well! Is this actually in now or am I going crazy????

Becky Lynch: With mousey hair and a hell of a wardrobe, Steph and Chyna may need more help. Also my little sister CHRIST.

Zachary Wentz: Our last contestant who missed out of last year's competition, he happened to be the boyfriend of previous contestant's Wes Lee and Trey Miguel, his long hair also is basic!

[wweyaps]

Monday Night Raw "Live" Reaction (April 7, 2025)

BACK IN THE US OF A

MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA!!!!

GUNTHER!!! THE RING GENERAL!!! he looks good in that suit

Eugh New day!

WAR RAIDERS!!!!

JUDGEMENT DAY

PAUL HEYMAN!!!

Iyo Sky V Rhea Ripley Match Recap

ADAM PEARCE!!!!!

IYO SKY

Her fit is killing it

BIANCE BELAIR!!!!!

RHEA RIPLEY

"Representing Judgement Day" Adam Pearces so done with all this that hes just saying shit

ITS A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH AT WRESTLEMANIA!!!!

Oh is Bianca a heel now?

"You really think I'm scared of you?" "Girl, uh-uh. Shut up. Give me the contract. Sign it. You done whine enough to get here" - Rhea ripley and Bianca Belair

THEY PUSHED IYO SKY AGAIN

IYO WITH A MISSILE DROP KICK, KNOCKING DOWN RHEA AND BIANCA

Penta + Bron Breakker V Judgement Day Match Recap

FEIN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OH SHIT A FOURSOME MATCH FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE

OH SHIT FIN BALOR GETTING PERSONAL HERE

"But hey, look, we've all heard what people are saying about Dom. That he doesn't have what it takes to win at WrestleMania....That you're not tough enough....that you don't have the killer instinct....that you're a loser.....Hey but tonight you get to prove them all wrong" - Fin Balor

At least he believes in Dom ig

WOMEN INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH: BAYLEY V LYRA VALKYRIA

"Sunset flip bomb" sounds like the name of a $26 burger of a millennial restaurant

"One of the best refs in the world here at the WWE" "Who?" ".....All of them" "oh" - Pat McAfee and Michael Cole

LYRA VALKRIA WIN!!!!!

OH BAYLEY DIDNT END IT WITH A HANDSHAKE

NVM IT WAS A MOMENT OF WEAKNESS ON BAYLEYS PART

AWWWWWW A HUG ENDING

BERT KREISCHER????

oh the instant boos for him

CHAD GABLE!!!!!

For the first time, the audience cheers for gable

YEAAAA ALPHA ACADEMY!!!!!!

"Niko, you know the shirt off is like my thing, right?" "babe, it's our thing now" - Bert and Otis

FEIN AGAIN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

AJ STYLES!!!!!!!!

oh Karrion Kross appears

OH SHIT AN AJ STYLES V KARRION KROSS NEXT WEEK

SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH: LWO V AMERICAN MADE + EL GRANDE AMERICANO

Now that I think about it, I've never heard American Made's theme till now

AND IG I WILL NEVER KNOW SINCE EL GRANDE AMERICANO THEME CUT IN

"Well you know Listen, Chad gables really upset because he wanted to perform in front of his hometown of Minneapolis here tonight. Well, he gets that opportunity to do that. The only problem is he has to wear a mask." "Now, that's not true. Uhhh, Chad Gable has the sniffles.....And I wonder how much El Grande Americano has gotten an opportunity to learn about the Creed Brothers. Feels like they're all on the same page here early" "Well he's been training them for many, many months now, in America Made, so—" "That was Chad Gable. This is El Grande Americano." - Michael Cole and Pat McAfee

"Brutus wearing the American flag bandana around his head. Well. It's going to get ripped off quickly." "He's got American gear. They're American Made, Pat." - Pat McAfee and Michael Cole

IVY NILE HANDED SOMETHING METAL TO EL GRANDE AMERICANO

HE PUT IT IN HIS MASK

HE TAKES OUT DRAGON LEE WITH A FLYING HEAD BUTT

CREED BROTHER AND EL GRANDE AMERICANO WIN!!!!

"Chad gable is willing to do whatever it takes to get a win" "that's a different human, yeah" - Michael Cole and Pat McAfee

RECAP OF THE JIMMY USO GUNTHER MATCH

GUNTHER!!!! THE RING GENERAL!!!!

God this suits such a goofy ceo villian type shit

"Yea its hard to miss him especially....standing on top of our commentary table" - Pat McAfee

JEY USO!!!!

Oh he's not yeeting

OH SHIT GUNTHERS MORE ANIMATED THEN JEY

JEY SLAPPED THE MIC OUT OF GUNTHERS HAND

IS THIS CRASH OUT JEY???

OH SHIT ITS GETTING SERIOUS

DONT START WITH THE "YOU HAVE A MOTHER"

LMAOOOOO THE GUY THAT YELLED "KILL EM"

AUDIENCE STFU WITH THE "YEET"

HES NOT SCARED OF GUNTHER ANYMORE

"Before WrestleMania, hug and kiss your family. Before WrestleMania, the night before, i'mma lay my head down and i'mma say a prayer. I'mma pray about you, more so for me. And imma ask the lord, to forgive me for the man who I'm about to become." - Jey Uso

HES LOCKING THE FUCK IN FOR WRESTLEMANIA

EVEN GUNTHER LOOKS WORRIED

Goddamn this promo was great

Recap of Paul Heyman's favor to CM Punk

SIGH NEW DAY APPEARS

OoOoOoO Natalya and Maxxine Dupri

REY MYSTERIO!!!

REY WANTS A MATCH AGAINST EL GRANDE AMERICANO!!!

AT WRESTLINMANIA?!?!?!?!

FEIN AGAIN AGAIN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Tony Hinchcliffe?

NEW DAY V WAR RAIDERS

KOFI WITH A CHAIR INTO A STRUGGLE FOR IT

IVAR WAS SPOTTED WITH THE CHAIR

THE WAR RAIDERS ARE DISQUALIFIED

SIGH New Day Wins

But the War Raiders are still the champs

New Day are jumping the War Raiders

SECURITY COMES IN

John Cena Cody Rhodes recap

FEIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

PENTA!!!!! CERO MIEDO!!!!!

PENTA V DOMINIK MYSTERIO

OH IT JUST CUTS STRAIGHT IN THE MATCH

GODDAMN DOMS JUST THROWING ALL HE CAN IN THIS MATCH

PENTA WIN!!!

CARLITO JUMPS PENTA

BRON BREAKKER APPEARS

well Carlito dead from that spear

HE SPEARS DOM

AND PENTA!!!

FIN BALOR SNEAK ATTACKS BREAKKER

AND TRIES TO TAKE THE TITLE

Goddamn Roman Reigns been in 11 WrestleMania main events

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MY NAME IS PAUL HEYMAN!!!!

So he's loyal to both of them but isn't disloyal to either of them?

SETH FREAKIN ROLLINS

Paul Heymans already stressing

"Paul Heyman's in hell. Seth Rollins is in heaven." "And in a bathrobe" ".....An expensive one" - Pat McAfee and Michael Cole

OH SHIT ROLLINS JUST SPEAKING THE TRUTH

HES JUST RUBBING SALT IN THE WOUND OF PAUL HEYMAN

HE TOLD PAUL HEYMAN TO JUST STEP OUT OF IT

SETH ROLLINS PROMISING AWAY TO REMOVE HIM FROM THE WRESTLEMANIA MATCH WITH A BOOT

"No bodies here to save you. Roman Reigns isn't here to save you. CM Punk, What's that thing he likes to say? He's not here to make friends. He's here to make money. My question then Paul is.... how much are you worth?" - Seth Rollins

Why's this feel so sensual?

CM PUNK HERE FOR THE RESCUE

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING!!!!

ROLLINS STOMPS CM PUNK

"NOW YOU OWE ME A FAVOR" AHHHHHHHHHH

ITS HEATING UP!!!!!

Girlies WrestleMania's gonna be great

[sneakingsybilus]

Monday Night Raw "Live" Netflix Reactions

BIANCE BELAIR AND NAOMI ARE SLAYING

GUNTHER!!! THE RING GENERAL!!!!

IYO SKY AND DAKOTA KAI

oh yea the Rock came was in smackdown with his soul snatching deal

CODY RHODES!!!

Sigh Logan Paul arrived

The sacrifice of going to Cincinnati

CM PUNK!!!! THANK GOD HE ARRIVED LOOK IN MY EYES!!! WHAT DO YOU SEE? THE CULT OF PERSONALITY!!!

"I don't understand. What's yalls problem with me?" - Logan Paul

Logan Paul's a full timer?

"I am Satan himself and in this business, you are nobody" - cm punk

COWARD LOGAN BITCH SLAPPED CM PUNK AND RAN

"Run while you can, run while your legs still work... And I promise you when I get my hands on you, you'll understand why they chant my name" - CM Punk

Rewind time to the Penta v Pete Dunne

LUDWIG KAISER!! HES SO SWANKY

TRIPLE TREAT MATCH: PENTA V PETE DUNNE V LUDWIG KAISER

Poppy mention? That Poppy? A name i havent heard in year

PENTA!!! CERO MIEDO!!!

LUDWIG MOVED OUT THE WAY OF PENTA AND PETE DUNNE HIT HIM

Penta takes out Pete Dunne and Ludwig

A MEXICAN DESTROYER OFF OF KAISER REALLY?

BY STEALING, LUDWIG KAISER WIN!!!

Penta's first lost by technicality

John Cena flashback time

YEAAAAA RHEA RIPLEY

oh no Rhea's being cocky about her fight with Iyo Sky next week

AND IYO SKY SPAWNS IN NOT TAKING HER SHIT

Sigh New Day appeared

LWO's Cruz Del Toro & Joaquin Wilde vs. The New Day

Oh LWO here for revenge

Sigh NEW DAY WIN!!!

DRAGON LEE APPEARS

Nvm his ass was beat by New Day

Judgement Day promo

New member mention again again

"And then they actioned it off the next day for charity which is good" “I didn't get any of it" “THEY MADE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE BEACUSE OF IT, COLE. DONT BE A JACKASS...You did good” “I could have got a little something..." - Pat McAfee and Michael Cole

GUNTHER IN HIS OWN MERCH?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FEIN

GUNTHER!!! THE RING GENERAL!!! YAP TIME HE TOOK OFF HIS MERCH SHIRT

"As the weeks go by, I’m warning up to it because I realized the opportunity I have to embarrass that clown on the greatest stage of them all. And end that Yeet circus for good" - Gunther

HES GONNA HAVE A MATCH TONIGHT?

HES PICKED AKIRA TOZAWA TO GET A CHANCE FOR THE HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE?

"But you all waste it by just being a goof and dance around to the enjoyment of those degenerate fans. And just like Jey use you're making the wrong choices" - Gunther

HE CALLED PAT OUT AND IGNORED HIM

TOZAWA BEATING HIS ASS

OH SHIT THAT KICK

AHHHHHH THAT CHOP

GUNTHERS JUST HAVING FUN BEATING HIM

Otis goes for Gunther and he flees

OH SHIT GUNTHER COMES BACK TO CHOKE HIM OUT

JEY USO FOR THE SAVE

GUNTHER RUNS AWAY

IMPAULSIVE CLIP

PAT MCAFEE AND MICHAEL COLE APPRECIATION

PAT MCAFEE'S TALKING ABOUT MICHAEL COLES STREACHED OUT SHIRT

Lyra Valkyria vs. Dakota Kai

"Hard for me to hit that note but it is fun" “I can't hit any notes. I'm tone deaf" "So am I brother. So am I" - Pat McAfee and Michael Cole

LYRA VALKRIA WIN!!!

love that the last few women’s matches have ended civilly

IVY NILE APPEARS AND ATTACKS DAKOTA AND VALKRIA

SHE TOOK THE WOMENS INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP

Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens promo for the unsanctioned Elimination Chamber match

Oh shit serious Sami Zayn promo

"I don't recognize myself. I don't recognize him" - Sami Zayn

Bron Breakker v Dirty Dom

BALOR AND CARLITO PULL BREAKKER OUT OF THE RING

DOM'S DISQUALIFIED

JUDGMENT DAYS JUST ARE BEATING BREAKKER

BRON BREAKKER TAKES THEM DOWN

Smackdown The Rock Soul contract flashback BORING

CODY RHODES!!!

AMERICAN MADE PROMO

eughh the fits aren't slaying they're built like toddlers on the 4th of july in texas

WAR RAIDS JUMPED THEM

"How about a champion with a soul?” "Maybe not for long" – Pat McAfee and Michael Coles

Cody Rhodes Promo

The 'Final Boss' name is so cringe I'm not gonna lie

SETH FREAKIN ROLLINS TIME!!!

"I WOULD LOVE TO WELCOME YOU BACK WITH OPEN ARMS TO MY SHOW, TO MONDAY NIGHT ROLLINS" - Seth Rollins

NOT A SHEILD BETRAYAL MENTION

I FORGOT HOW FUNNY JADE BEING HIT LOOKED JUST LAYING ON THE CAR

Tozawa lives :)

JEY USO!!!

Bianca Belair & Naomi vs. Liv Morgan & Raquel Rodriguez

DIRTY DOM DISTRACTION

RAQUEL TAKES BOTH OF THEM DOWN

DOM SAVED LIV MORGON AGAIN

Sigh LIV MORGON AND RAQUEL RODRIGUEZ WIN!!! THEYRE THE NEW WOMENS TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS

[shanie]

Oh you want WIP Wednesday? Buckle up!

Tagged by @afterdarkprincess Have an ENTIRE FULLY DRAFT-WRITTEN CHAPTER of an upcoming fanfic series from the Generico!verse. I can't actually post it to AO3 until I write the parts before it, so here, have the ENTIRE CHAPTER (it still needs finalized) as a WIP Wednesday!

You've Got A Friend In Me Part 4 - FOLLOWING

Rating: G Characters: Rebecca Lynch, El Generico, Finn Balor

After having her career ended abruptly by a brain injury, Rebecca Lynch finds herself at home, separated from her newfound friends Kevin Steen and El Generico. One day, she gets an AIM message... From a user named "GenericoNo1"

Story under cut

.....................

It had been months since Rebecca Lynch had returned to Ireland. 

It hadn’t taken her long to get settled back in. She still had an open lease to her apartment that she was paying rent on for when she needed a place to stay if she had to return home for whatever legal reasons may have come up, so it was just a matter of getting her belongings fully set back up and moved in again. 

Finn had been more than happy to help out with that part of it.  Although, as he did, she couldn’t help but notice the heartbreak in his eyes at the prospect of her career being over so soon. 

So, once she was moved in, she decided to keep her distance.  It was better that way.  Lonely as hell, though. 

It was one afternoon, a few hours before dinner time, that she was sitting at the computer. One of her friends a couple of days earlier had introduced her to a new website – I Can Has Cheezburger. The content was dumb at best – photos of cats with funny captions, but it was dumb, harmless, and funny. It was just getting started though, and she wondered just how big it could get. 

Regardless, sometimes, mindless web surfing was just the thing she needed, so she figured she’d spend some time on there to see what was new. 

It was while she was on the site when her AOL Instant Messenger sounded. 

Rebecca, or rather “EireChick87”, hadn't been expecting a message. 

She usually left AIM on in the background in case anyone did want to contact her, but when a message came up on her screen from “GenericoNo1” she was equal parts shocked and excited?  

It couldn’t be, she thought, how could he… 

But, as she read the message, her heart leaped. 

es esta Rebecca? It asked.  mi amiga? 

Becky didn't speak Spanish. At All. But she recognized Generico's manner of “speaking” immediately. 

Quickly, she typed her answer 

YES! 

There was a pause before the reply came. 

si? 

… the conversation was all of four messages long and Rebecca already saw a problem. 

The Spanish.  Or rather, his Spanish, her English. 

For all the short time they’d spent together, Rebecca had never been able to figure out how much English Generico knew, but if his messages, in all their English-alphabet butchered nature, meant anything, his language abilities were likely limited when it came to text. 

She was going to have to find some other way to communicate. 

Thinking fast, she opened a new tab on Firefox and headed to Babelfish. The internet was a wonderful thing, you could get things translated, albeit poorly in an instant, and, going to the entry box, typed her message. 

You don't know how to type in English, do you? 

Quickly, she got a translation and, copying and pasting it, sent it along. 

Shortly the response came. 

no lo siento.  

And back into the translator THAT went. 

No I am sorry. 

Rebecca sighed. Moments earlier, she'd been so excited. A chance to talk to Generico again! She’d missed him so much, she hadn’t even realized. Sure, Kevin had messaged her a couple of times, but it wasn’t the same.  

She loved Generico and knew how much her departure had crushed him. The chance to talk to him again was amazing. 

Or, so she thought.  Just a few minutes into the conversation and she was wondering how quickly she could learn to speak Spanish. 

It wasn't that bad an idea, actually, especially considering Kevin certainly would never bother learning. She didn't know why, it would have made sense for him to do so ages ago, but for some stupid reason, he was unwilling to even try. 

Maybe it made Kevin feel safer to not know what Generico was saying.  Maybe he felt safer not being able to speak to Generico in return. 

God knew Kevin was determined to avoid touching his own feelings with a ten-foot pole, let alone attempting to engage with Generico. 

So, if Kevin wouldn’t learn Spanish, at least she could. 

But, that was later. In the meantime, the crappy online translator would have to do. 

I don't speak Spanish, she typed back, But if you can put up with lousy online translations, we might be able to pull this off. 

She translated it, copied it, pasted it, and sent it off. 

The reply took longer that time, and she immediately filtered It through her translator again. 

It is good enough. I understand. 

It wasn't perfect, but yeah, it would work. Although she was pretty sure there would be stuff lost in the translations. 

In the meantime… 

How are you messaging me? Are you using Kevin's computer? Did he let you?  

A quick response that time, something she could understand without the translator. 

no 

Rebecca rolled her eyes. 

If you are using his computer without permission, Generico, he will skin you. 

There was a longer pause that time, and once more she had to use the translator. 

No. I am using my computer. 

Rebecca blinked. Hard. 

When the hell did Generico get a computer??? she thought, more than a little alarmed.  

He didn’t have money. She knew he didn’t. Kevin had told her once that Generico lived in one of the worst places in Montreal, in an apartment that smelled bad, had a hole in the bathroom wall, and that he’d had to bully Al, the landlord, to fix the stove and replace the refrigerator (neither of which worked). He was broke, beyond broke, so how the hell did he have a computer? 

It took her a moment to collect herself but, once she did, she responded. 

When did you get a computer? And how?  

Translate, copy, paste, send. 

And after a long pause… 

habia un hombre en una tienda de la ciudad.  el tenia esto y le pague en efectivo.  costo mucho pero Kevin no sabia que tenia dinero.  ahora, no.  pero funciona.  necesitaba hablar contigo. 

It was a hell of a lot of Spanish, and Rebecca knew the translator would have a hell of a time with it, but… 

There was a man in a store in the city.  He had this and I paid him cash.  It cost a lot but Kevin didn't know he had money.  Not now.  But it works.  He needed to talk to you. 

Well, that didn't sound right. Did Generico steal Kevin’s money??? 

Who needed to talk to me? she asked. And did you steal Kevin’s money? 

NO! the response came. Generico dinaro! Generico habla!  

Rebecca didn't need the translator that time. 

Not that it would have helped anyway. 

Messaging through a translator, especially one that was trying to compensate for her friend's speech patterns, was going to be a bitch, she could tell. 

But at that point, she was engaged. More than engaged, she was curious.   He had bought his own computer. It was interesting enough, but really, she wanted to know how he had afforded it. 

She typed her next message into the Babelfish box. 

So. It was your money, and now it's your computer. How much did it cost? 

Two months, Generico replied. 

Rebecca was going to scream. 

“God,”  she said aloud, staring at the nonsensical translation, “This is shit. How are we going to work this???” 

She tried again. There was nothing else to do. She missed the hell out of her friend and even a broken conversation was better than nothing, even if it was driving her insane. 

You know, Generico, if I'm going to message you, I should probably learn Spanish. 

Translate, copy, paste, send. 

si. espanol muy bien. 

She was already beginning to treasure the messages she didn't need Babelfish for. 

Suddenly, her phone rang. 

BRB, she quickly typed, and, sending it along, she answered the phone. 

It was Finn. 

“Rebecca!” Finn said, far too enthusiastically for, among other things, the middle of winter, “Are you busy? I'm in your area and was thinking maybe lunch. Or an early dinner? My treat.” 

Dinner.  Rebecca knew what that meant. 

She’d figured out ages ago that Finn had a crush on her, but she’d never let on. It wasn’t that Prince wasn’t attractive, or friendly, or just an all-around great guy. He was all of that. 

He was also her mentor.  And if she was ever going to get back into wrestling, when she got back into wrestling, she was going to need a good trainer again. And Finn was the best. 

So, if they were going to have dinner, they were going to have to be careful. 

That said… 

Rebecca looked back at her screen where a lone question mark had appeared as a response, Generico clearly not understanding what BRB meant in any language. 

As she stared at it, thoughts filled her head. Thoughts of a hug in the wrong Italian airport. Thoughts of a grateful, tender kiss on the hand as thanks for helping out on that same trip. Thoughts of a gentle-yet-effective shoulder rub in an Illinois apartment while on the mend from a career-stalling chair shot. 

Thoughts of the most beautiful antique silver and abalone necklace which was kept safe in her jewelry box on her dresser. 

Most of all, thoughts of just moments earlier when she’d been so excited to get that first message and how sad she knew in her heart Generico would be if she logged off so soon. 

She couldn’t do it.  She couldn’t leave Generico. Not like that. Not yet. 

She owed it to him. Beyond that, she wanted to talk to him in a way she hadn’t even realized until she saw his initial message. 

She really had missed him so much and she couldn't help but smile into the phone as she replied. 

“You know, Prince,” she said, trying to keep the joyful anticipation of a renewed friendship out of her voice, “I think we’ll have to try some other time.” 

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@what-if-i-just-did

oh,,, oh Dear,,, hm. well the thing is that since the "unified canon" combined SPNWIN, CW Gotham Knights, and The Boys, TO NAME THE BARE MINIMUM.... it is absolutely batshit unhinged and so unlike spn that for a while I just told ppl I was writing an original book.

that being said, I can try to give you a condensed and somewhat-understable version.

first off, Sam and Dean aren't dead. Well, ok, Sam is dead, kind of, at least his body is. The Rebar(tm) was VERY much some magic fuckery, and "heaven" was an illusion, however Chuck (who did win btw) had no direct involvement

thing is. well, a couple things. first off, turns out fistfighting God does revoke your Human Being Privileges, and being a monster means you're probably weak to cold iron, stakes, and cold iron stakes through the back. Dean Winchester got staked by a vampire bc. lmao. however as spn lore has been very clear abt, shoving a rebar stake through a Creature(tm) can paralyze instead of kill, if the person doing it knows what they're doing.

and hoooo boi does Blurrywife know what she's doing.

yeah 2nd thing. we never officially meet the head of the vamp-mimes nest, bc Blurrywife was the head of the vamp-mimes nest (no she is NOT Eileen, but i think wbk on that one). She was waiting in the field outside the barn til one Winchester was out of commission so she could pick off the other

and then she did exactly that.

bit of a loredrop here (feel free to skip if you've seen Lost Girl or Ancient Magus' Bride bc u know this creature) "Blurrywife" is a type of being called a Leanan-Sidhe. she's from Irish folklore (specifically celtic-renaissance victoriana), but breaking her down into spn terms, she's a Faerie Vampire who feeds on stories. She uses succubus-style tactics, usually preys on artists, and acts somewhat like a parasitic/evil muse. her victims age extremely rapidly, and after death their souls are trapped in her service, playing out her favorite stories on loop.

tldr Narrative-Eating Vampire, Because Supernatural.

welcome to the Fae arc! everything since this has been Faerie-Realms Hot Nonsense with the fairly canon-predictable reveal of the Campbell lineage being Faetouched and the worrying addition of Rome Being Rome.

shit's going down in Hell, again. Chuck re-instated Lucifer, to which the Princes of Hell said "fuck this noise" and are currently rebelling. Lucifer, always one for making good decisions, has gone off to court Rome's affections (read: beg for help), LARP as Fae nobility, cause problems on Earth and wear a really stupid cape. ...and beget another antichrist on the wife of a VERY powerful folkloric figure and sort of "anti-fae", an action which definitely wont have devastating consequences when FCKING *BALOR, GENERAL OF THE FOMOIRE* finds out that Luci fucked his wife.

speaking of irish mythic women, Blurrywife and her thralls dragged Sam and Dean's bodies off to the Faerie realm while their souls haunted That Bridge for a while, stuck in the Leanan Sidhe Timeloop unless any of the new BBEGs needed them for something

Cas DID leave a ring full of his grace for Dean, which Dean had on him in 15x20. This ring allows Dean to time-travel, and regrettably the BBEGs know this. as the BBEGs are also using the Stake through Dean's heart to control him, this is very bad for everyone. Dean has now sliced/bit/firebreath'ed bloody swaths through humans & nonhumans alike across several decades, mutilated at least one god, and was at least semi-conscious for all of it. fuck!

Dean eventually Dean-ed his way out of any and all forms of control and was taken to rest/heal w Jack (who is now Jack O' The Lantern, Lord of Halloween- that was always his destiny and sneaking/breaking into Heaven was the last trial. he has his own domain/pocket afterlife. its very Jackcore in there) before SOMEHOW deciding that the 1970s were a good idea. They weren't, Dean changed exactly 0 timelines/futures but Jack did get captured when he followed Dean out, as did Bobby (who was also staying w Jack) and The Impala (who is a Fae, btw, always has been. she considers herself an older sister/cool aunt to Sam & Dean but lbr she raised them). God damn it Dean....

meanwhile on Cas' side of things: "The Empty" is literally just another name for tartarus, and Cas is not having a good time in the greco-roman underworld, in fact he's currently possessed by a roman god. Janus is awful, like if Casifer were a politician, war deity and also a fuckboi. icky. gross. none of Cas' Very Bad Time was made any better when, shortly pre-Janus, Dean's attempt to escape the aftermath of SPNWIN led to his body splattering against the marble floor of the greek underworld from a height of several thousand feet. Cas did in fact have to see this, and likely reclaimed his ring/at least his grace from Dean's body. there have been no more time shenanigans since then, at least.

Nobody wanted Blurrywife to ally with Rome but here we are. Apparently she's also kinda the goddess Victoria now?? i mean that association has precedent in folklore but, fuck.

where's Mars in all this? she ate Mars. I assume whatever is left is trapped somewhere. who cares he's a dick anyway.

in good news, Dean Jr, Sam's half-faerie son that he 100% does NOT realize wasn't just a dream, has followed in the Winchester tradition of Mommy Issues and Not Going Along With The Purpose You Were Created For, stabbing his mother through with her own blade after finding out that she 1) eats people, 2) made him from the life-force of a guy she ate, 3) made him as a weapon. Didn't kill her, but A for effort, DJ! No idea where he ran off to after that.

Dean ended up back in the Faerie realms and fell in w a Fae war goddess called Cathe (Celtiberian variant of Gaelic war goddess Nemain), who he apparently had a fling with pre-stanford era, thinking she was human???? Dean??? wtf???? (she's REALLY hot tho so i can't blame him-)

Sam's soul breaks containment and runs wild around the Fae realms for a bit before Cathe picks him up too, Adam is there and then dies and then is there and then dies, he's in Hell again (that poor fucking guy). various Princes of Hell show up and start shit, Azazel is back and may or may not be wearing John.

...yay.....

The Fomoire (also from celtic mythology) and Vuagh (scottish) are a thing, tldr two kinds of water demons, both hate each other and both suck, the Vuagh like to follow Lucifer around and kiss up to him, the Fomoire are w the Princes, that's basically all u need to know

s17 ends with a huge battle at Samhain that goes to absolute shit

the portals between the Faerie and Human realms are permanently wedged open, Cathe is in charge of the surviving Fae and immediately allies with both Lucifer and Rome (FUCK!!!!), Dean got exploded but is prolly just back in Hell, Sam and Jack are w Cathe, and Jack is (hopefully possessed and) doing Antichrist Things (oh yeah the Second Coming is happening, she seems rly nice tho), Cas is still possessed by a god, Bobby is being controlled by the FCKING Leanan-Sidhe, Baby is hiding if she's at all smart, and everything has generally gone to shit

here's higher hopes for s18???? it cant get any worse??? can it????

WHERE TF ARE EILEEN AND CHARLIE THEY SEEM BEST SUITED TO HANDLE THIS MESS

(there's a bunch of other episode-of-the-week type shit going on too, 2nd-generation special kids, Megstiel lovechild from like a decade ago, more Roman God Nonsense, etc, but this is the core plot. hope this made some sense. there's way too many shows shoved in here)

summarized season guide for anyone still here somehow:

s16: The BBEGs use Dean and Time Travel for deeply horrific purposes. General intro to Faerie stuff & some new characters, hints of the problems in Hell. ends w Dean breaking containment and going to live w Jack

s17: 1970s -> KNOCK KNOCK ITS ROME -> catch up w Cas & some new characters (+ a proper introduction to DJ!) -> Janus -> Sam breaks out/oh hey is that the Second Coming? -> ends w the Battle at Samhain

s18: just started!

tldr tldr: Chuck Won, Jack is a minor god, Sam and Dean were taken by The Fae. The Empty is Tartarus. due to those last two facts, and also bc Jensen somehow discovered this obscure-ass mythos for spnwin, shit's all Celtiberian (celtic + roman) now, and everything has spiraled rapidly out of control since.

“Supernatural season 16 keeps going!” My brother in Christ we are balls deep in at least season 18 by now

[hyperfashionist]

A Spoiltastic Journey

through the Entire Space: 1999 Canon

up to “Odysseus Wept”

Story 1: Eternity Unleashed

Chapter 5 of 12

It's time for some spoily commentary on Chapter 5 of Eternity Unleashed!

Spoilers under the cut. You have been warned.

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Chapter Five of Eternity Unleashed: A Spoiler-Filled Commentary

The immortality treatment is only refused by about 5% of the population, mostly because they want to have children (the treatment causes sterility).

Talian saw how Bexan’s concern for Milsa wracked him, so he doesn’t regret missing the opportunity to have children of his own.

The population descends into complete decadence and hedonism. Family ties, indeed any relationships of affection, lapse into irrelevance because everyone will be there forever; love becomes a thing of the past. 

Fiction becomes more important than ever as people become obsessed with stories (which, if you recall, were nonapproved media amongst the ezir and ezariat). Most people spend most of their time at “entertainments”, which now drive the economy’s main industry.

The descent of Progron society is described at a high level from a detached point of view, which segues from Talian’s perspective to Balor’s. This makes sense considering the timescale over which it must have happened, and Balor’s solitary nature. 

Balor is depressed at what he has wrought. On impulse, he attends one of the entertainments, and throttles a woman who comes on to him. She likes it (since there are no lasting consequences, and it’s novel). He (of course) is turned on by it.

He goes home, retrieves one of his mum’s paintings from its secure storage. This is the painting we, as TV viewers, know. Turns out this painting is called “Laughter of the Darkened Eye” and portrays one character in three stages of experience. 

Balor asks Alexa what his mum’s influences were, and she names Moriand, who held that separating professionals into ezir (pure theoreticians) and ezariat (applied practitioners) artificially split emotion and action for the purposes of societal control. That is, the ezariat were executing ideas from which they were alienated.

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I’ll tell you what I think the problem is: the only policy advisor Balor has spoken to is Moriand turning up informally and warning him it’ll all end in tears. That’s it, that’s all the checks and balances in evidence.

It's got nothing to do with anyone's intellectual or emotional investment in whatever policy. It's that there's no planning or consultation.

Balor’s health intervention was rolled out without ANY apparent forecasting of its societal effects. Heck, there isn't even an ethics review board to get past. Seemingly, whatever resources and permissions Balor wants, Balor gets. 

Fiction being frowned upon, the ezir’s policy ideation seems to have been kneecapped by a complete incapacity for speculative future thought, or frankly any imagination at all.

Second-order effects are not a concept anybody's ever heard of. Consequences, what consequences?

And I’m not saying a society *wouldn’t* let this happen, but it’s striking that there doesn’t seem to have been *any* dissent outside of the 5%. 

Balor himself, who’s supposed to have been an ezir (a thinker-up of big plans for society) and who we know was driven by the motivation to cure Milsa, didn’t stop to wonder if it would have any implications beyond “cure Milsa, marry Milsa, live happily ever after (literally).” His egocentricity is total, and is probably striking even by Progron's standards. When his plan doesn’t play out like he expected it to, even in the insular domestic context beyond which his imagination never strayed, he’s completely undone.

Gender Balance

Not Specified

the audience of the "sex entertainment" attended by Talian the night before

the partners of the woman that Balor strangles

the subject in the painting "Laughter of the Darkened Eye"

Porpho of Annen, artist, one of the possible influences on Parese

Carba of Gruyorg, artist, one of the possible influences on Parese

NB running total = 13

Female

An unnamed performer in the "sex entertainment" Talian attended the night before: "he thought it might be nice to experience her lovemaking"

A woman Talian spoke to, who bragged of high numbers of partners

The woman in the crowd that Balor strangles

The Information Distiller (Alexa), who is highly sexualized by default (Balor suppresses those settings)

F running total = 12

Male

a young ezariat

Jossin of Mente, a philosopher who influenced Parese, and "espoused a philosophy of fostering disorder"

M running total = 16

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[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Luck in Love - Finn Balor x Reader

So I’ve had this done for a while, but I haven’t gotten a chance to post it until now. Hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. 

I tried writing the accent the best I could, hopefully it doesnt come across as cringe 

y/n/n = your nick name

y/e/c = your eye color

PROMPT: Do you REALIZE how long it takes to do all this on you?!

“Ferg!” I let out a giggle, trying to sound exasperated at the same time,“ Come on now– stand still, for real!”

“Sorry Lass,” the Irish wrestler apologized with a smirk, trying to stand as still as he could for me. He was scheduled to go on in roughly an hour, but I still had to finish painting his back– and had yet to begin his front paint. I put off doing the front for as long as I could each time the infamous Finn Balor and his Demon Persona needed their color painted on.

I had been a fan of Finn Balor since his Japan days, and now? It was 2017. Roughly twelve years, give or take, that I had been a fan. It wasn’t a problem though– I loved having the opportunity to work with him.

The problem, however, was the more time I was around him– the more I fell in love with him. He was funny, sweet, undeniably charming– and don’t even get me started on that accent– or his eyes–

“Eart’ ta y/n/n~” Fergal sang teasingly, snapping me out of my train of thought.

“Hmm?”

“Everythin’ okay Lass? You got real qu'et back t'ere.”

“Oh,” I blushed, glad he was facing away from me,“ Yeah- everything’s fine. Just focusing. Do you REALIZE how long it takes to do all this paint on you every time the Demon feels the need to show up?” I tried teasing him.

“My apologies fer your inconv'enence,” Fergal chuckled, his back rippling slightly causing me to freeze my hand.

“For the love– stand still, man!” I laughed, causing him to laugh back.

“Sorry!” I gave a few seconds for both of us to compose ourselves, before continuing. Before I knew it though, his back was finished, and I had to face the music.

Face him.

Again.

“Alright, time to turn around,” I swallowed the lump in my throat, doing what I could to avoid his eyes.

Those beautiful blue eyes that I get lost in every time we talk.

“Hey kids. Might want to speed it up some. Balor’s scheduled out in about thirty minutes,” Hunter told us, as he passed by on the way to the Guerrila.

“Thirty–?! But it– I had–” I stared wide eyed after Hunter, before shaking my head. Somewhere, in all my musings– I had lost at least twenty other minutes.

“Damn Irish wrestlers and their damn attractiveness.”

“If it’s too much lass, I can ‘ave one of the o'her makeup artists paint me,” Fergal said.

“What?” I asked him, furrowing my brow in confusion.

“Don’ want you damming me each time we meet.”

My skin paled and my e/c eyes widened.

I didn’t.

I merely though’t that. Didn’t I?

Fergal must have noticed my panic, as he gently took one of my hands in his,“ It’s alri'ht y/n. I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t see the sparks between us.”

“Fergal– I’m sorry. I just–” my anxiety began flaring, as I retracted my hand and set down the body paint on the table near us. Empty hands rose up and ran though my hair as I tried to control my breathing.

“Y/N,” Fergal whispered, slowly reaching out towards me once more,“ Look at me lass.”

I took a deep breath, before slowly looking up into his eyes.

Those beautiful blue eyes.

“T'ere she is,” Fergal smiled, causing me to shyly smile back,“ I get if you don’ want a relationship, but we can’t deny teh attrac'on between us. I feel it each week. I’m sure you do, too, lass. If ya will give me teh chance though, I’d like to at leas’ take ya out to dinner som'time.”

“Twenty minutes for Balor!” A stage hand called, causing me to jump and look at Fergal’s still unpainted front half.

“T'ink on it lass– until then, let’s get t'is done, yeah?”

“Yeah– I really don’t want to get in trouble,” I chuckled nervously, picking the paint back up and quickly got back to work. I could feel his eyes on me, but to his credit Fergal stayed completely still. Luckily, I was finishing up his face, around his mouth, nose and eyes as the stagehand called for five minutes.

“It’s a bit rushed but–”

“It’s perfect lass. Always is.”

Ducking my head, I tried to hide my blush– but I knew he saw it plain as day.

“I’ll see ya after my match?”

“I’ve gotta head out soon…” I frowned, but as he walked towards guerilla, I quickly threw in,“ But I’ll see you for dinner! Text me!”

He smiled at me, walking backwards slowly,“ T'at I will lass. T'at I will.”

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

What if Seanchai was a bad creature ?

Disclaimer: this contains spoilers from the show and the books (so potential plotlines we have yet to see (or not) in the main series. As always this is a gray point of view.

First the origin of the name/word is very interesting.

Seanchaí (shan-a-key) were traditional Irish storytellers and the custodians of history for centuries in Ireland. They could recite ancient lore and tales of wisdom whenever it was needed [...] In ancient Celtic society, bards held a position of esteem, second only to kings. Bards memorized vast amounts of poetry which they performed live, and their poems and songs were often the only historical record available. Some may consider them to be historians.

Source [x]

This is very in line with the character, Jaskier and the Lark, which I love !

Now let's dig into the character...

We don't know much about Seanchai motivations except that they collect stories through time and gives a little push to bring them back to life when the world needs it. But when they decide it does actually. Are they full neutral ? Hmmm.

First Seanchai appears to Jaskier in two forms. His own and the elven one. As himself, they are uncanny and don't hesitate to slap him for a simple and quite legitimate question in his position and to scare him just after that. Then they appear soft and welcoming in their elven form. Seanchai uses his empathy for the elves and his love for music and storytelling to gain his sympathy. But they forces the conclusion in him from the very beginning.

The Scoi’atel mean well.

Really?

This is strange but I like and dislike one special thing in the show. And I can't decide if it is right or wrong. Yet this is one of the most interesting thing of this series I think.

One of the main theme of BO is the past that is lost and history being rewritten.

In the series, we learn that the elves are not all good. Their history is shady and full of horrors. Yes we follow the adventure of heroic elves who freed the people from the cast system. But we see also that further in the past terrible things lie.

The monoliths that the dwarves used to fertilise their lands came from long before. Balor find their initial purpose : travel through worlds (and Avallac'h that it does through time also - mark my words). But this is sacrilegious for the dwarves who see their belief and culture being twisted.

In the same time Merwyn look up to her ancestors and worships a conqueror. The ancient elves they descending from are tyrans in reality. They crushed other civilisations. And she wants to do the same to save her people.

In the series it's unclear if they are really separating Aen Seidhe and Aen Elle. I hope they will. I will assume they do in the rest of my analysis.

Then we have the Continent in The Witcher time, where humans eradicate non-humans and there are replacing every culture by their own. This is wrong as much as what we learn about the elves in BO and we just scratched the surface. The elves we see persecuted are not bad people per se. The Scoia'tael are a natural response to what is happening. This is a desperate reponse to a desperate situation. But those before them. Those still hidden in the fog of history, are... (And BO just teased them for me)

My problem is not who is good and evil in this particular conflict but Seanchai... They chose to maybe alter history, asking Jaskier to give hope to the elves, reminding them of how they fought to free themselves before.

Sure. But what for ? Minnie Driver said in interviews that Seanchai is an ancient elf. So what prevents them to be a very powerful Aen Elle that kept their knowledge to travel through time. Where did she collect the story she tells Jaskier from ?

Lore wise, I know what they tells is not true, of at least partially. I know that's the writer's take of the lore and they twisted it, but there is another twist to that, and I will get there later.

The only things I am sure:

Meta wise it's a trope. And there is one dialog that made me laugh as horrible as it was. Because Seanchai tries to trick the spectator to watch to the end revealing from the get go what interesting things would be developed in the story.

But if we consider the things just character wise there is a shadow. If this is an Ean Elle, there is a good chance that they wants the Scoia'tael to succeed but for wrong reasons.

Remember that at the end of season 2, Francesca learns the existence of Ciri and she is forming the first occurrences of Scoia'tael (in the series verse). The existence of ancient blood that can carry the hope for her people to reach their ancestors. Their lost powers...

And then we have Jaskier that is time framed by his short human life and empathises with the oppressed because he has a partial knowledge of elven history (and he's been traumatized, let's not forget). And that partial history is only augmented by what Seanchai says to him.

When he hears the prophecy (that it not the correct prophecy for Ciri - that would come later) he is confused but Seanchai reminds him what they want from him. Give hope to the elves. Become the bard that makes people rise as the Lark did in her time.

The prophecy could be interpreted differently. I have seen a lot of part elf Jaskier interpretations (which I understand but not share, at least as Eile descendant). But here is my take of it.

I precise that I don't find this a good idea, as the lore is pretty much fucked up at this point because they took the problem the wrong way round in my opinion. But let see.

The time of the spheres is upon us. The Ean Seidhe lost across the skies => Those are the ones Balor banished in the other world that will become the Wild Hunt. The scout team. (Which is strangely not far from true and totally wrong in the same time 😅)

Cast adrift in time, ever searching for love and left behind => I get that this is for Eredin and his lover. So the motivation for Eredin to have access to Ciri is to find his lover back ? (Hmmmm this is where it goes to strange places for me and forces a love story where none was needed. It was good enough as it was in the first place illustrating the cast problem within the elves society, and we didn't have time to connect with the power of their feelings to make it worth it)

The Lark's seed shall carry forth the first note of a song that ends all times and one of her blood should sing the last => this gives us simultaneously the hint that Eile is the ancestor of Lara Doren who is the ancestor of Ciri. And the fact that Jaskier henerits the strength of Eile in changing the world with his songs.

I take the seed and the song as a metaphores because Eile is a bard and will give birth of the lineage that leads to Ciri. The first note of the song is her story that leads to what Jaskier will do, inheriting her power of storyteller to the masses, and the last is what Ciri is meant to be. She is to be the end of the story, or more exactly the last chapter. The last note of the song.

If I am wrong, then I am wrong 😅.

Why don't I want Jaskier to be special blood wise ? Clearly in BO, the infant of Eile is impregnated with Fjall as a proto witcher, so monster blood. And that makes them so special (Which is twisting some things for the Aen Elle/Seidhe point of view but can still match a little bit). But if Jaskier henerits this blood also, it means that he has a portion of elder blood in him, making him special too.

For me, Jaskier shouldn't be special. This is the fact that he is ordinary that makes him different and so relatable. He is like us, ordinary people. His struggles are human like in a family that is god like. The best witcher, the strongest sorceress, the destiny child... I mean later on, in the books, within the hanza, he is the least special member and has no strength at all, but he endures to stick with Geralt whom he doesn't want to abandon to his impossible quest. Even Milva thought he was going to break. But except for his inflexible loyality and his pursuing of preventing Geralt to stay alone, as he knows the end would be disastrous, he is terribly normal. His personal quest is to help a friend, and this is as beautiful as other things. And in the same time, he is the witness that can write down history afterwards.

Like wise in BO but he just learns history from another, for this part.

But, coming back to the prophecy itself, if I understand clearly, his song, that resurrects the forgotten past of elven heroes, is meant to end all time ! Meaning it will do something that will lead to a catastrophy. Ergo then, making the elves victorious can be disastrous.

But then, while he is confused, Seanchai repeats their will, giving him the task to help the uprising of the elves only. And The Song of the Seven is that. This is just the battle cry of the whole story that has been told to him. What would he do of the rest of it ? I hope something gray that will make us wonder again what is right and what is wrong. Which is something I love in the books. But who knows ? I can't wait S3 to have a little bit more.

But you know ? What is funny in a way is that the series does the exact same thing that every iteration of civilisations did in the witcher world they show us. They rewrite things to tell others, they twist lore. So their message is strange isn't it ? Thinking about how a powerful story can change the world and changing so much to the story that makes it so in the same time. Beautiful paradoxe, isn't it ?

At least, I like that it makes me think a lot. In that I appreciate the witcher series even with its flaws. And I want to know where they are going with it.

[just-someone-who-likes-to-write]

May I request Nuada with a human reader that is a new witch. Something fluffy maybe?

Again, no access to my laptop yet, but I will try my best to do the request through my phone, and again I am so sorry for the errors!

I was planning for this to be simple and fluffy story but my imagination went a but wild but it still has many fluffs!! Please enjoy!!

You closed as you held your hand forward to the fire bowl in front of you, clearing your senses you tried to connect with it but was unable to.

"Concentrate, (Y/n)." Said your teacher, and you tried but still felt no connection to the element. "Most witches can manipulate fire, you are just not trying enough."

Her words made you angry, which made your determination to proof her wrong rise. You took a few steps forward, believing that maybe the problem is with the distance, but you quickly stopped and pulled away when you got too close and almost burned your hands. Your teacher let out a disappointed sigh as you checked your hand for any injury.

"What am I going to do with you?" She said getting your attention. "You can't manipulate objects, or teleport, or control a simple human mind, and now not even control fire!"

You said nothing only held your hand in front of you and kept your head down in shame.

"You are a good Brewer, I admit that." She said. "But any other witch can be a Brewer, even humans even they had the ingredients!"

"I'm sorry... " was all you could say.

"Saying sorry without accomplishing anything doesn't make you any useful to the King!"

"What is the meaning of this?"

A familiar boming voice called making both you and your teacher tense as you turned to the double doors. Right there stood Prince nuada, his signature frown showed on his face and he made his way towards the two of you.

"Your royal highness!" Exclaimed your teacher who quickly bowed and you followed her action. You kept your head down until you saw his shoes standing in front of you.

"Raise your head." He ordered and you did. His golden eyes met yours fir a brief moment before looking to your teacher.

"What honor do we have that his highness decided to visit us?" Your teacher said with a smile, you'd have believed she was in a good mood if she didn't just yell at you a few moments ago.

"I came to see the progress of your students, but only could hear yelling from the end of the hall." He said in a very displeased manner making your teacher tense.

A few months ago the Elf King had extended a hand to the witches, asking for thier aid against the human and offering protection and ressources as an exchange. Your Cover was one of the few who agreed to stand by the King. However, unlike your sisters you weren't as talented as them, they could conjure spells to fight and defend against humans but you could do none of that. So your teacher had decided to use the King's ressources as a chance to give you better education, hoping your power would awake, but it didn't.

"My deepest apology your highness." She said bowing again. "It's just one of my student is being... Difficult."

"Difficult?" He repeated in question. "Elaborate."

She then went onto this rant of how you can't do anything, how you can't manifest one spell that could benefit the King or your self at that matter. The more she talked the more you wanted to dig a hole into the ground and hide yourself in it, you clenched your dress, fighting back tears of frustration. You were doing your best, and she doesn't even giving credit for that as she continued saying your were lazy. It only took for the Prince to lift his hand up for the elder witch to be silenced.

"I will be dealing with the young lady personally." He said but you kept your head down, missing how troubled your teacher looked.

"that's... That's very generous of you your highness, but I can't imagine letting you-"

"You said that this young witch is wasting resources, time, and refusing to learn. " he cut her off. "So I need to personal make her understand the wrongs of her actions."

It was a short while until your teacher finally walked away to leave the room. The Prince stood right in front of you but said and did nothing until both of you heard the double doors shut. It was silence between you two, only the cracking of wood in the fire behind you could be heard. Nuada reached forward, placed his hand under you chin and gently lifted your head so your sad eyes could meet his affectionate ones.

"My little witch, why do you look so sad?" He asked concerned. You pulled away from his hand.

"My teacher is right I can't do even one simple spell." You said. "But I swear it's not because I'm lazy!"

"I know my dear." He assured, and even though you are grateful to know that he was at your side, it still didn't make you feel any better.

You and Nuada had started this secret friendship of yours when he found you wondering around the royal library, which later you found out it was forbidden for anyone else but the royal family to enter, that day to apologized none stop, which amused the Prince. After that he kept finding you, always saying that he wants to make sure you won't be going to any forbidden areas, and from that some kind of a friendship blossomed between you two. But you wanted to keep it a secret, because if anyone found out of the kind of treatment he is giving you they'd think he is picking favorites.

"Let's go to the garden." He said pulling you out of your thoughts.

"But we can't be seen in public together. " you said. "Everyone would get ideas."

"What ideas?" He asked raising a brow.

"That there is something between us." You answered with a shrug.

"And what is wrong with that?"

his question made look up to him with confusion, but you couldn't see the look he had for he was already making his way to the double doors, obviously not taking a "No" for an answer and with a tired sigh you followed. As expected your teacher was right outside waiting, when she asked nuada simply answered that he needs to show you just how much they are giving hoping it would motivate you to work hard, which was an obvious lie but your teacher seems to believe him as she continued to thank him for his "merciful" choice of a lesson for you. You just repressed rolling your eyes as you followed nuada to the royal Garden.

When you first arrived to the Bethmoora clan palace, King Balor has welcomed you, as well as other covens with open arms and provided a tour in the palace so you may know where to go and where was what, and so far, Your favorite area was the garden. You walked side by side with Nuada in silence, he had his hands behind his back, his posture straight and head held high like a true Prince, while you wondered around at almost every touching it and smiling them, except for those, which were poisonous but admured from afar.

"You truly love nature don't you, little witch." Said Nuada breaking the silence.

"I do very much so." You confirmed. "I used to go on walks in the woods when I was younger, just find a beautiful tree with plenty of shade to set beneath and read... "

You paused as your smile slowly turned into a frown.

"It all changed when humans started hunting us down." You sighed. "We had to hide away, which means no going outside, I was very depressed being stuck in for walls with nothing else to do but practice, practice practice!"

Your last outburst made nuada chuckle.

"Glad to know my pain amuses you." You said with a pout.

"Never, my dear." He said with a smile. "You can simply be too adorable I can't help it."

His statement made you blush and your turned your head away pretending to inspect the flowers below. After knowing the Prince for a few weeks he started saying these complements that left you beaming red, you just assumed it was his nature to do so, but whenever he was with other people he'd be the scary intimidating Prince who's no-one dared to address him in less than his given title, but when the both of you alone, he insist on you calling him by his name.

"(Y/n), I have a question for you." He said having your full attention.

"Yes?" Whenever he called you by your name it's serious.

"Witches can have different powers an abilities, correct?"

"Yes, every Witches Coven is different than the other, for example I heard of those who can use dolls, which is strange yet intriguing."

"And you cannot do the same things your coven does, am I Correct?" He asked again.

"Yes... " Your shoulders slumped and as your brows furrowed in a sad manner.

"Then have you ever considered that maybe you do not share the same abilities as your sisters?" He finally asked and you gave him a look of bewilderment.

"What are you trying to say?"

"What I am trying to same my dear little witch, is that you cannot do the things your sister can do easily... " He said and you almost gonna retort angrily but he continued. "Because you do not carry the same ability as them."

"Are you saying that I carry different abilities?" You asked looking down at your hands.

Nuada started to lead you to another part of the garden a more private part near the palace walls where vines stretched high against the wall. And you would have questioned the location if you weren't already questioning yourself.

"Set down." Said nuada breaking out of your train of thoughts.

"Where are we?" You asked looking around confused as nuada lead you to set in a clear spot with no plants just grass.

"This is my secret place." He answered. " no-one knows of it except Nuala."

"Why did you bring me here?"

"To do this."

He said before pinning you against the wall. Your eyes were widened in shock, your (E/c) eyes met his golden once, he started to slowly lean down, and move brought his mouth closer to your ear.

"May I steal a kiss?" He asked almost timidly,and a blush crossed your face at the request.

You would be lying if you said you didn't dream about your relationship with Nuada to grow more of that of a friendship,but to happen so suddenly and finding out he to desired it, in such private place like this made your heart beat fast. You lowered your head and gave a timid nod giving your consent. The Prince delighted,he lifted your head up and chuckled probably by how tight you kept your eyes closed, but that didn't stop him as he leaned down and pressed his lips against your own. The kiss wasn't agressive or passionate, it was a simple chaste kiss that still made you feel as if your spirit has flown to the heavens and came back as he slowly pulled away. that was your first kis but it left you in such daze that you didn't hear what Nuada said.

"huh?.. What?" You asked quickly looking uo to him. He smirked at your reaction.

"I'm happy to see what kind of effect does my touch have on you.. "He said making you want to look away but he quickly stopped you and made you look above you. "However, you too seem to have a special touch of your own."

He was correct, because the simple green vine that was behind you has many white flowers blooming on it and you were speechless because they weren't there before. You pulled away to have a better look and the flowers seems to go as much as the vines, even the vines seem to have taken even larger parts of the palace.

"I... I did that?" You asked in wonder.

"You did, my little witch." He said with pride as he wrapoed his arms around you and hugged your from behind. "Yes you did my darling (Y/n)."

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Nuada was waiting at the end of the hall where your teacher's chamber were, he could have waited right outside but he didn't want to draw attention. He heard the doors open and you bowing one last time to your teacher before closing the door and leaving. You had entered empty handed but got out with many different books in your arma that you struggled to lift. Nuada hurried by your side to carry them from you.

"What did she say?" He asked, and you gave him a big excited smile that brought his own.

"You are looking at the very first green witch in our coven!" You almost screamed.

"A green witch?" Nuada asked confused.

"Yes, I can't manipulate or create fire like my sisters." You started to explain. "But I can and will be able to manipulate plants, rocks, animals, the earth and weather!"

"And these books will help you?" He asked looking down at the books that talked about different plants, herba and history of green witches.

"Yes, and I can't wait to read them all." You gave a shy smile to nuada. "Thank you for helping me realize my true powers."

"Why are you thanking me?" He asked genuinely confused.

"You knew in was a green witch." You said. "You told me how I can be different kind of witch than my sisters and took me to... That place."

You blushed at the memory of that kiss.

"You are mistaken my dear, for I didn't know you were a witch of nature." He confessed.

"But... The kiss... " you trailed off.

"I kissed you because I wanted to do so for a long time now." He said with a mischievous grin. "And judging by the way you reacted you wanted the same thing."

Your face was pure red as you snatched the rest of the books from his hands and ran away to your room, being embarrassed made you forget how heavy the books were and hearing Nuada's amused laugh from behind didn't make it better, but for some reason you couldn't help the smile on your face for you just found out that Nuada returned your feelings.

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Again sorry for any errors, or if it's too long and I hope you enjoyed it!