#my Dominik is an idiot

[mxmoth]

DOMINIK MYSTERIO and CODY RHODES at the ROYAL RUMBLE | 1-28-23

The third amigo must've fucked off with Rey...

[fenixburnedmoved]

I just KNOW that after this season of s.&b I'll want all the things in my verse where Domek joined Sturmhond's crew (also under an alias) & is present during the events of the trilogy fsjkdfhdsjhgdkg

[amirasainz]

Hello. I've put ina fee requests because I love you writing. Would you be able to write one where baby sainz is in a relationship with Erling Haaland and the boys absolutely dislike it and but there is Actually nothing they can do or stop it. Thank you 😊

So, I honestly know nothing about him, so I kind of improvised. Enjoy reading and send some rquests -XoXo

Prince Charming

Why does this happen every time? First it was Dominik, then it was Paulo and now this idiot. Erling Haaland. With his stupid blonde hair and stupid football job.

The drivers were sat grumpily around the room. Each one of them had try to scared him away Individual. For example:

"Woah, ohh no. I'm so sorry" said George. But heavens sake he was anything but sorry. However when he saw Haaland waiting for Amira in front of the Ferrari garage, he knew he had to do something. So with his nice and warm tea, he "accidentally" tripped right on Haaland's shirt. "Oh no. Your shirt. Maybe you should go home and never come back" George said it so quickly it came out like a witch curse. "Ah, don't worry mate. Nothing that hasn't happened before. Thankfully, I always keep an extra shirt in my bag in case of something like this" Haaland replied nicely. "Yay" George muttered sarcastically.

Or the one time where Yuki had to throw knifes during cooking and he nearly cut of Erling's head. But not even that made him stop hanging around Amira. The only thing he said was: "I think you dropped this, mate" picked up the knife and gave him a friendly smile. Yuki only glared back at him.

And let's not forget Lando's attempt at starting rumours about him. That one was a bit extreme. But luck seemed to be on Haalands side. Because no-one, really no-one cared in China about a man called Erling Haaland.

The drivers truly tried everything to get rid of him, but he was like an evil cough. "I tried to convince my father that he was bad news for Amira" Carlos admitted. "What went wrong" asked Daniel quietly, almost as if he was afraid about the answer. "He told me that my abuela like him. And what my abuela says is law in our home" he said defeated.

"Did-Did we truly just los her on a boy that runs after balls like a dog" Charles asked. He looked really traumaticed. The only thing Max did was lay a hand over his shoulder, a silent form of comfort.

Erling Haaland. The man that bagged Amira Sainz. Number 1 enemy at the paddock

[mountsgirl]

Shower-Dominik Szoboszlai

In honour of last night’s Carabao Cup win

Pairing: Dominik x fem!reader

Summary: Dom makes it up to you

an: hi guys, so this is my first fic, hope you like it! based on a disscussion with a very lovely anon warnings: smut

'Come on, what was I supposed to do? Not talk to anyone?' he sighed, not understanding why you were so mad. “Dominik, she was all over you and you did nothing to stop her!” you say. The night out at a club in Liverpool with some of Dominik's teammates left a bitter taste as you had to watch girls throwing themselves at your boyfriend the whole time. 'You're just insecure, always thinking that I’ll leave you' your boyfriend says without even thinking about what came out of his mouth. You don't even try to argue with him, while holding back tears, you left your shared kitchen and decided to take a shower in order to calm yourself down. As you turned on the shower, you cursed at how cold the water was and quickly turned it to a hotter temperature. Tears started streaming down your cheeks with Dominik's words echoing in your mind. As he realized what he did and how this must’ve affected you, Dominik opened the bathroom door to find your silky black dress and underwear thrown on the ground and the shower cabin all foggy from the hot water. He stripped himself from his clothes and opened the shower cabin, much to your surprise. 'Get out!' you say firmly but he doesn't move and instead he kisses you hungrily, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer, feeling all of him. 'I'm sorry baby. You're the most gorgeous woman in my life and no one can take me away from you. I was an idiot, let me make it up to you szerelmem' he says getting down on his knees before you. You let out a moan as he smirks and puts your right leg on his shoulder. He traces your inner thigh with his lips, nibbling on your sensitive skin as your breath hitches in your throat. The next thing you feel is his tongue on your core, drawing endless moans of pleasure out of you. 'So wet and sweet, just for me, right baby?' 'Dominik please' you whine at the loss of contact. 'Please what?' 'Please touch me' you say and he doesn't need to hear anything more as his mouth make contact with your pussy again. Your thighs tremble at the pleasure you feel from his touch and your only reaction to the dirtiest sounds of him eating you out are the shameless moans you make. He holds your thighs with his strong hands, preventing you to close them as you feels your orgasm approaching. 'Dominik' you scream his name as he brings you to your climax, licking the juices running down your thighs. You let out another moan as he rises and kisses you like the world was ending right then and there. You wrap your arms around him as he holds you by your waist whispering in your ear 'I love you and I'm sorry, I didn't meant anything I said'. You kiss him again 'I love you too'.

[pandorasfavorite]

Maneater Part 2

You could only assume Dominik's match went well, considering he ran out of the ring with a huge grin. Your match was 5 minutes after him and you are anxious to just get out there and get it over with. You've never wanted to leave work more than you did today. While Dominik was in his match you had time to reflect on what happened just moments before, you were letting your guard down and letting him get close to you. Much too soon for your liking. You need to pull away from him, it's all just tension and the equal desire to fuck. Nothing more, you wouldn’t let him make you feel anything else.

Dominik came inside and his hair whipped side to side, then finally his eyes landed on you. His smile only got wider, and his pearly white teeth were obnoxious. He starts walking towards you, you don't smile back; instead, you look the other way. In your head, you are chanting to yourself to remember your morals.

"Hey", Dominik stands in front of you, swerving his head to meet your eyes. You huff as if you're annoyed, turning your glaring eyes to meet his. His smile fades a bit at your expression and you can't control the twinge of sadness at causing it. You raise your eyebrow at him. He rubs the back of his neck nervously, "Uh, you excited?". God, you loved making him squirm. You couldn't be rude to him, your personality craved attention and making men work hard.

"To talk to you? Or my match"

His smile comes back in a millisecond, "Me".

"Depends how much money do you have?", you run your fingers through your hair leaning forward, Dominik could see your complete figure. Not that you cared, you wanted it that way, you wanted to make him work hard. You see the way he swallows and the way he couldn't stop himself from looking you up and down. No man can control themselves anymore. He takes a step closer to you; confident; "As much as you need Hermosa". He's too confident, he needs to take a step back. You make the rules.

You push Dominik back by one of his shoulders, and he watches your hand move forward. "How much I want, you mean", you dare him to challenge you. Dominik opens his mouth to talk but he gets interrupted, he may have to get used to that. Your music blasted and you sidestep around him, walking out on the walkway. While you are walking to the ring to meet your opponent, Dominik is running backstage to watch your match.

At your match; right off the bat, the girl wants to start running her mouth about how you act. You don't pay attention to that nonsense, but when you speak, it's only the truth. "You either want to be with me or be me. Isn't that right?".

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The next day you had another match, not that you weren't expecting any less. Hours before your match you spend time training in the empty ring, no one bothered you for good reason. Lately the Judgement Day couldn't leave you alone. You heard the door open and close and part of you was expecting Dominik to come out and beg you to join the Judgement Day again like he has before. Though this time it was both Damian and Dominik. You could feel the anger of being bothered by two guys itching at you. They both walked up with those 'intimidating' faces or so they say.

They are a few steps away and you whip around putting a hand out in front of them. "I'm not doing this shit today. Leave", you cross your arms and sneer at the pair. Damian's face drops into a deep frown, and Dominik is biting his lip subconsciously. They don't say anything, instead opting to stare you in the face like a couple of idiots. You shake your head at them, a rude look on your face to say the least. "Look, what do we have to do to get you to join?", Damian says at the jump with his profound voice. You snort; laughing in their face.

You clasp a hand over your mouth, attempting to gain your composure, but the way they are so adamant about having you is remarkable. "Yall can't be serious", you put a hand on your hip and you are smiling completely. Dominik's eyes widen and his face shares the same smile. Dominik is bursting at the seams with joy, so much so he taps Damian and points at you. Your smile drops in an instant; assuming the worst; that Dominik Mysterio was trying to make fun of you.

You take a step towards Dominik. "What the fuck is funny Mysterio?".

You notice his body tensing and his hands flexing, "Nothing, you were smiling I just thought it was cute".

...

...

Damain sighs deeply; about to smack Dominik. "Cute man really?", Damian turns to Dominik. Dominik shrugs expasterated. You feel yourself about to smile again just from the interaction. You nod to yourself. You walk towards Dominik and grab him by the upper arm, and God the muscle firm in your hand. You dragged him with you, and he followed along tripping over his own feet. He was tripping so much that you had to stop and grab him by the collar instead. You pulled him behind a wall to where Damian couldn't see. He shouldn't see this.

You push Dominik against the wall and he tries to get up off of him. You lay your hand flat against his chest pushing him against the wall and keeping him there. You may be in control but Dominik is still taller than you, and the way he was looking down at you with those deep eyes almost made you want to kiss him. You shake your head at those thoughts. You make that intense eye contact with him that you long for, "You need me to join the Judgement Day right?".

"Yes", he says a millisecond after.

I wanna see you all on your knees, knees.

"Get on your knees and beg".

There are many things Dominik could do. He could laugh in your face which wouldn't work out well for him. He could walk away. Or he could sink to his knees and beg for you to join the Judgement Day.

Dominik's gazes never flattered, he kept eye contact as he sunk to his knees, his hands grasping your waist to keep his upright. "I'm begging you, please" his voice turned light and nearly trembling. Was he getting off on this? "Please, please join. You won't regret it, you will have everything", Dominik's hair fans in front of his face.

Maybe the Judgement Day wouldn't be that bad. After all, Dominik doesn't mind giving in to your every command. In fact, he wanted it. "Stand up", he stands up without hesitation. "Let's go"

[iwriteficsandtragedies]

Neglected

A/N oh my god they were roommates, 800 words. Be kind, it's been a thousand years.

Athlete: Dominik Szoboszlai

Warnings: 18+ only please - fingering, mouth full of sin; also breakups, shitty boyfriends, beer, porn; Google translated Hungarian. Shady POV switching.

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Dominik greets her at the door with takeout and the good beer, just as she did for him during his last breakup. “That guy was trash, anyway.”

She rolls her eyes, shoves past him to drop her work things on the stairs and strip out of her winter outerwear. “Try not to look so happy about my impending spinsterhood.”

He chuckles as he turns for the kitchen to unpack their dinner. “He didn’t even watch football,” he called over his shoulder. “What did the two of you even talk about?”

He watches her pick through her food, waiting for her to open up first. She’s sad, but not devastated. “He wasn’t even all that into me,” she finally says, and he shifts his body towards her.

“What do you mean?’

She shrugs. “Just… never initiated. Anything. Never texted me first, never planned anything, never… anything, really.” She sets down her near-untouched food. “I don’t know why I put so much effort into it. And he was always jealous of us living together.”

He leans forward onto the counter next to her, his own food forgotten. “Idiot.” 

She looks towards him with a defeated half-smile. “Plus it’s hard to compete against… y’know, the internet.” He raises a questioning brow. “I think he preferred porn to me, honestly.” 

His brain goes blank for a moment, a dull hum in place of thoughts before he blinks himself back to awareness. “…the fuck?”

She laughs at his bewilderment. “Come on, Domi, it’s not like it’s a rare thing anymore.” He continues to stare at her in wide-eyed confusion. “Stop it.”

He rises to his full height, moving to stand in front of her. She can’t understand his muttering in Hungarian, but he looks pissed when he lays his hands on the counter to frame her in between his arms. “I hope his dick falls off.”

She can’t help the snort she makes, smiling up at him. “To be fair,” smile faltering when his face grows darker, closer to hers. “Domi, you-”

“When’s the last time he touched you,” he croons in her ear, fingertips skimming over the curves of her waist and hips. “When’s the last time he made you feel good, pretty girl?”

“I-” Her voice catches when he caresses the bare skin just beneath the hem of her shorts, her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. She can feel her face reddening, her body flushing with the heat rising in her. “I don’t remember.”

He makes a noise low in his throat, hands gripping dimples into her thighs. “Fucker,” he murmurs, and the press of his thigh between her legs spikes her adrenaline. His lips trace her jawline to her mouth, skimming over her trembling lips. “That’s unacceptable.”

She puts up no resistance when he hikes her legs around his waist, pushing her onto the counter to finally seal his lips against hers; she’s pliant when his tongue coaxes her bottom lip open, putty in his hands as they explore her body. He inches back to smile down at her and he’s so devastatingly handsome she has to bite back a whimper, fingers curling into his shirt. “Kiss me again,” she pleads, and he’s so eager to comply her body slides further backwards, head narrowly missing the cabinet behind her. With a grunt he forces her forward again, body molded to hers as his tongue desperately seeks out hers.

“Take me to bed,” she gasps, oxygen deprived but still starved for his kiss. “Take me to bed, Domi, please.” He curses when her fingers tighten in his hair, her hips rolling against his. He’s so hard it’s painful.

“Need to make you cum first,” he says, swallowing her whine of protest when he hikes her shorts and panties over her ass down to her knees. “Need it,” he whispers, begs. When he drags the pad of his thumb through the slick gathering between her legs, parting her lips to swipe over her clit in a slow, soothing rhythm, the shiver that darts up her spine pushes a moan from her throat.

“That’s it, isn’t it?” He’s equal parts arrogant and awestruck, pupils blown wide as he watches her come undone. She doesn’t try to still her quaking thighs, kept apart by his slim hips; she comes embarrassingly fast, his name a quiet cry on her lips when her orgasm jolts through her suddenly, engulfed by his scent when he presses himself ever closer to hold her as she trembles.

“Holy shit,” she says when she feels like she can breathe again. “You’re…” she trails off weakly.

He takes her chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring her face to his, his lips soft against hers again. “I’m just getting started,” he promises.

[riptideripley]

All Yours

summary:you were Dominik’s 24 year old sister,trying to take things easy. He finally lets you hang out with his friends in the Judgement Day and you get a little too close to..Rhea.

word count:1,904

You were getting out the shower and putting on your undergarments,along with your hygiene products. You heard your phone ring and picked it up,answering. “Yes Dominik I’m almost ready” “Well hurry up,I let myself in and me & rhea are waiting” “Ok ok” you sighed and hung up. Slipping on your black jean shorts and a Judgement day shirt,grabbing your black jacket and spraying on some perfume before running downstairs.

“There she is,Hi darling” Rhea spoke with her accent,smiling. You smiled back and waved,grabbing your bag. “Well are we just gonna sit here or go eat?” you spoke and stared at the both of them,as they got up and walked with you to the car. You sat in the backseat and to your surprise Rhea sat next to you. You had the biggest crush on her and she could tell,but played innocent. She decided to lay her head on your shoulder,making you smile and play with her soft black hair.

You arrived at the restaurant,finding the table were the couple Finn and Priest were waiting. “Hi guys!” you spoke and smiled,giving them both a small hug as you sat down. Rhea decided to sit next to you and snuck her hand under the table,resting it on your thigh and looking at you for any signs of discomfort. Instead,you were smiling like an idiot and trying to not focus on it. You ordered your food and drink,scrolling through your phone silently after. “Well (your name),how’s the new house?” Priest asked,taking his drink as they finally arrived. You smiled at the waitress taking your drink,finally speaking. “Well it’s going great actually. Besides the fact that I let Dominik have a key so he just barges in whenever he wants,but it’s really nice and spacious.” “Maybe we can all visit after dinner” Finn suggested and you nodded,giggling at Dominik’s face as he seemed annoyed at your comment.

Meanwhile Rhea was slowly moving her hand up your thigh,trying to get a reaction out of you. She finally did when she reached close to your pussy,making you squeeze your legs shut as she smiled. You realized no one else noticed and looked at her,whispering to her,”Rhea what the fuck was that” “Nothing sweetheart,I can stop if you want” she whispered back. You thought for a moment and realized how badly you wanted this,ever since you first met her through the phone and backstage. “You can continue but please be careful” you whispered,making her smile. She continued rubbing your thigh throughout the whole dinner,driving you crazy.

You all decided to go back to your place and relax,Rhea planned on spending the night tho and Dominik was a bit suspicious but didn’t say anything. You were currently sitting between Rhea and Priest,watching a horror movie. You hated them but this wasn’t as bad so you watched it all the way through. You then decided to play some board games and your favorite Uno. You had just one for the 3rd time in a row and you could tell everyone was irritated. “God damnnit! you win every time” “She’s too good this is unfair” Finn said pouting,making Priest chuckle. “You guys just gotta get better,but i’m really tired right now” you said yawning,Rhea also yawning. “Welp my wife is calling so that’s my queue to go! I’ll call in the morning” he spoke standing up,leaving a kiss on your forehead. “Night Dom” Rhea said smiling as he gave her a hug,being the first one to leave. Priest and Finn then followed,leaving you and Rhea to yourselves.

Rhea smiled and got up,wrapping her arms around your waist paying close attention for any discomfort. She’s so observant and gentle,it warmed your heart. She lifted you up making you laugh and carried you upstairs to your room,placing you on the floor. “I’m gonna go shower now love,you should too” she said,staring at you while also getting lost in your pretty brown eyes. You smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek,closing the door so you could undress and shower. You could tell that you two had chemistry,ever since y’all had first met. The constant flirting and looks she would give you backstage at shows,always trying to make you nervous or flustered.

You took your clothes off and hopped in the shower,letting the hot water run over your body for a moment before washing your body. You had curly hair compared to Dominik so you decided to wash it while you were in there. Once out the shower and dry,you put leave in conditioner and a bit of oil in your hair. Stepping out of the room in your towel,you began getting dressed. Slipping on some underwear and black laced pajamas,you were comfortable enough with Rhea to not wear a bra. You sat on the bed and heard Rhea entering the room,wearing nothing but a sports bra and shorts. You smiled as she crawled into the bed,laying between your thighs. You played with her hair while she kissed on your stomach,tracing your stomach tattoos.

You two had made eye contact as she was doing this and she slid her way up your body,stopping at your face. You looked at her lips and couldn’t help yourself,leaning in kissing her. She returned the energy holding onto your thighs,not wanting to let go of the kiss she’d been dying for. She pulled you closer to her and looked your shirt,noticing you had your nipples pierced. She smiled and took advantage of that,sliding her free hand up your shirt playing with your nipple and piercing. You gasped and arched slightly at the sudden action,letting out small whimpers as she kissed up and down your neck,finding and biting your sweet spot making you moan. She got up and went to the guest room to grab something,coming back with a strap and a tongue piercing.

You looked at the tongue piercing confused and she smiled,”It vibrates my love” she said as she finished changing her tongue jewelry,placing herself between your thighs,sliding your shorts and underwear off. She pressed the piercing directly on your clit,making you gasp and grip her hair. Your back arched as you moaned and squirmed as she had you sorta pinned at the hips. “F-Fuck Rhea..” you whispered through moans,as she continued while you grind against her face. She was enjoying every bit of this,smiling against your clit as she began sucking on it making you squeal. You pushed yourself up the bed and she pulled you back down,making you whimpered as she smiled against your cunt.

She gave it one last kiss before kneeling on the bed,attaching the strap as she hovered over you. She wrapped her hand around your throat and pulled you into a deep kiss,slowly entering you making you moan into the kiss. She gave you time to adjust and began slowly pushing herself in and out of you,making you throw your head back in pleasure. She noticed you had a mirror in front of your bed and smiled,continuing the actions before lifting you up and making you face the mirror. “Cmon pretty girl,look at yourself for me” she spoke with her accent,sliding herself back in you and pounding the shit out of you. You couldn’t do anything but moan and whimper,avoiding eye contact with her through the mirror. She pressed down on your back making you arch and gripped your thick hair,pulling your hair back. “I said look at yourself doll.” she spoke in a stern tone,as you watched her fuck the absolute shit out of you. Her short black hair moving with each thrust,some pieces sticking to her face from sweat. She was absolutely beautiful no matter what she was doing,which turned you on even more. She let go of your hair and wrapped her hand around your throat,making sure you were still watching her through the mirror.

“R-Rhea please keep going..” “Right here hm?” “Yes please!” you squealed out as she rammed into your g spot,making her giggle. She used her free hand to pin your arms behind your back,still choking you. You finally took time to notice the hickeys left on your skin,knowing your brother would kill you in the morning. “Oh baby you look so pretty for me,tell me who do you belong to hm?” she whispered in your ear,making you weak. You didn’t answer so she moved the hand off your arms/wrists,giving you a slap on your ass. You yelped,”Answer me when i’m talking to you slut. Now who do you belong to?” “Y-You mommy fuck!” you managed to yelp out between moans,squirming due to the fact that you were reaching your climax. She noticed and used her now free hand to massage your clit,”Go ahead and cum for me like the slut you are princess.” she whispered with her accent showing a bit more towards the end,sending you over the edge as you climaxed.

She noticed her fingers were wet and smiled,licking her fingers and grabbing your hair. She drug you gently changing your position sideways,as she kneeled in front of you still in front of the mirror. She removed the strap,”Please your mommy doll,you deserve it” she said giving you a small slap to the side of your face. You immediately slip her shorts off noticing she had no underwear on and began eating her out. She moaned softly and pulled your face closer,almost suffocating you. You didn’t care,if you died you’d be happy right now honestly. You swirled circles around on her clit as she began basically riding your face for more. “God princess you’re doing so good for me..right there doll” when she said this,your legs got weak. You loved being praised and she took note of that. She ran her finger across your cheeks and grabbed your jaw,pulling you towards her. “Open up for me doll” she told you as you opened your mouth,letting her spit it in.

You went back to eating her out,giving her clit the most attention begging to get an orgasm out of her. She began breathing heavy and stuttering with her words,letting you know she was close. “F-Fuck keep going baby..” she whispered out between breaths as she finally came all over your face. You immediately licked everything up and looked up at her,smiling. She leaned down and pulled you into a deep kiss once again.

/After\

She made you a warm bath,even tho it was 2:30 in the morning. She washed your body off along with hers,kissing your forehead and praising you on how good you did for her. Once she got done washing you two off,she let you get dressed in something comfortable while she did as well. She ended up just sleeping in your bed instead of going back to the guest room.

You finally got what you wanted and that was her,you were happy.

[gukkfilm]

out with the old and in with the new (part 1)

summary: the complete history of liv morgan and dominik mysterio

(lowercase intended.)

sometime between march and april of 2022 - a conversation between liv 4 brutality

“Dominik is so cute.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes! You don’t think so?”

“No, he’s not really my type.”

“I think he’s really cool!”

“You have some kind of crush on him or something?”

“I mean yeah?”

“Have you ever even talked to him before?”

“Well no, but we follow each other on social media! He seems so genuine and down to earth. I wanna get to know him, but he’s dating his high school sweetheart. I don’t wanna be disrespectful. That’s why I haven’t made a move.”

“You have a crush on Dominik Mysterio.”

“Uh, yes.”

“Huh. Interesting.”

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april 18th, 2022 - monday night raw

Liv really doesn’t understand how it all went wrong. She doesn’t get it. They were doing so well! How is it Liv’s fault they lost! They are a tag team! It’s supposed to be both of them! Liv and Rhea. L4B. But now. Now it’s just Liv. Rhea threw everything they had in the trash. For nothing. Yes they were only a team for a month. But they were friends. Maybe even more. And now. Liv would get her revenge.

“Hey, are you okay?” Liv looked up from the crate she was sitting on to see Dominik Mysterio looking down at her, concern in his eyes. “Do you need to see medical?”

“N-No I uh, I..I saw them already.” Liv was star struck. She didn’t know what else to say. She was already stuttering like an idiot. Dom nodded. “I’m sorry about what happened with Rhea. What she did was uncalled for.”

Liv stared at him eyes wide. “T-thanks.” She could t believe he was even talking to her. “No problem. Hey, listen don’t let the rage consume you. Things will get better. If you ever wanna talk I’m here.”

Liv’s lip started to wobble and tears pooled in her eyes. He was so fucking sweet, he didn’t even know her and yet… “Thank you.” She whispered and bit her lip to try and stop the tears.

Dom smiled and Liv’s heart almost burst out of her chest. “Anytime blondie.”

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june 5th, 2022 - hell in a cell

“Well that did not go according to plan” Liv says as Aj, Finn, and her walk back to their locker room. Losing was never ideal. Finn had this look on his face. Liv knew it was his plotting face. He was planning something and Liv could tell it wasn’t gonna be good. “Liv! Finn! Aj! Wait up!” They all stop and turn around to see Dominik Mysterio running up to them.

“Oh! Hi Dominik” Liv responds while putting her hands behind her back and swaying back and forth, smiling up at him. His eyes go wide as he blushes and gives her a goofy grin. “U-um hey” Liv chuckles and stares at him intensely, smile still plastered on her face. Finn and Aj roll their eyes at the obvious flirting. “I just wanted to say that I watched your guys match. And even tho you guys lost I think you all did super well and looked so cool as a group.”

Liv’s heart fluttered and her smile grew as she chuckled. “Hehe thanks Dominik. That really means a lot coming from you.” Liv felt her cheeks heat up as her and Dom locked eyes and gazed at each other for thirty seconds. Dom’s cheeks grew red as Finn cleared his throat to get their attention. Liv shook her head as she fell out of her trance. “Thanks Dominik” Aj said.

“Yeah we appreciate it mate.” Finn clapped him on the back. Dom smiled big and met Liv’s eyes again before looking away and speaking. “Anyways I-i have to go! See your guys later!” Liv waved as he walked away. “Bye Dominik.” She said in a sickly sweet tone.

“Your cheeks are gonna be stuck like that if you don’t stop soon.” Aj said as him and Finn laughed. Liv’s smile dropped and was replaced with a deep frown. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said turning back around to once again head to the locker room.

“Liv ask him out already.” Aj said. Liv’s heart sank. “I can’t. He has a girlfriend. They’re high school sweethearts. It doesn’t matter how much I like him. I’m not a home wreaker.”

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june 6th. 2022

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july 18th, 2022 - money in the bank

She did it!! She cashed in on Rhonda Rousey!! She was the NEW Smackdown Women’s Champion!! Liv was crying as she got congrats from the officials and other superstars waiting in the guerilla. She was led to go take another set of renders, now with the championship instead of the brief case. She thanked the photographers and started walking to her locker room. When she was almost there she heard yelling coming from one of the other locker rooms. Just as she stopped one of the doors opened.

“¡Jefe! ¡Déjeme en paz! ¡Necesito estar solo ahora mismo! ¡Te veré en el hotel!” Liv looked up and saw Dominik Mysterio emerge from the locker room no longer in his ring gear. He pulled his suit case through the arch and adjusted his backpack as he slammed the door shut. In his rage he wasn’t paying attention and almost bumped into Liv. “Oh hey Liv! Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He looked sheepish.

“Hey Dom! It’s fine. Are you okay? Sorry about your match.” Liv said trying to show her sorrow for him. He gave her a half smile. “It’s okay, thank you tho. But hey congrats to you!! The belt looks good on you!!” He blushed.

Liv smiled and looked down at her feet so he wouldn’t see her blush. “Thanks” Liv liked to think they could be considered friends now. They texted a lot, liked each other’s photos on social media, and they interacted when they saw each other in passing. The last time they saw each other tho was the day of the draft. His girlfriend had been there to support him.

That was the one and only time she had ever seen Marie. She seemed really nice and she was gorgeous too. “Hey um..how’s Marie?” Liv asked trying to make small talk. She really didn’t want to talk about Marie, but she couldn’t think of anything else to say. Dom stiffened. Liv noticed the shift in his body language and looked up. He had a grimace on his face and he wasn’t meeting her gaze. “She…uh…we broke up three months ago.” Liv’s eyes widened.

“Oh my god Dom, I’m so sorry. Sorry for brining it up!!” Shit. Now she felt bad. “No it’s okay, you didn’t know. We haven’t really told anyone.” He looked so upset. She reached out and grabbed his hands in hers. He looked down at their hands and then at Liv. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you.” He smiled. “Thanks güerita. Might have to take you up on that.”

Güerita. Liv blushed. He’s so cute. She was brought back by the sound of her phone going off. She let go of his hands, moved her title to one shoulder and checked her phone.

“Oh, sorry Dom one sec! Hello?”

“GIO!!!!! CONGRATS GIRLIE IM SO PROUD OF YOU!!” Bayley screamed into her ear causing Liv to move the phone away from her ear. Dom chuckled and Liv smiled at him. “Hi Bayley thank you!!!”

“WHERE ARE YOU?!” Liv moved to put the call on speaker.

“Uh still at the venue, just finished taking my new renders with the title. I was about to go change but I ran into Dominik so we started talking. Why?”

“OOOOO OKAY WELL WE’RE ALL GONNA GO OUT AND CELEBRATE SO YOU BETTER GET YOUR LITTLE BUTT READY AND MEET US IN THE FRONT! MERCEDES RENTED A PARTY BUS!! AND BRING DOM WITH YOU!”

And the call ended. “How did they get a party bus on such short notice?” Dom said shocked. Liv laughed. “I have no clue, but it’s Mercedes so I’m not surprised.” Dom laughed.

“Hey why’d she call you Gio?” Liv looked up at him. “Oh Gionna is my actual first name. Olivia is my middle name, I just go by that for the fans cause it’s easier.” Dom gave a little ‘oh’ noise and nodded his head. “Gionna’s a really beautiful name.”

Liv blushed hard. “T-thank you. A-Anyway, you wanna come?” Liv moved a piece of her hair behind her ear and Dom watched the movement. “You can get away from your dad for a while and just party.” Dominik stared at her as she adjusted the title on her shoulder and flipped her hair behind her.

“Are you sure that’s okay? I wouldn’t wanna intrude.” He said scratching the back of his head. “You heard Bayley, she said to bring you, and I’d really like it if you came. We’ve never really got to hang before, plus we’re on different brands so we barely get to see each other anyways.” She looked up at him hopefully. Fuck. She is so gorgeous. There was absolutely no way Dominik could say no to her.

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july 25th to august 1st 2022

august 8th, 2022

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september 3rd, 2022

Liv walked into the guerilla after her match against Shayna on cloud nine. She was honestly not 100% positive she could beat Shayna, but she did and she’s ecstatic. And then she wants to throw up because Rhea Fucking Ripley and the rest of the judgment day are right there. Getting ready to go out for their match. Rhea sees her and she can see the steam coming off of her. Liv gives her the finger. Priest holds Rhea back as she tries to pounce on Liv. Bitch.

Then she locks eyes with Finn. She grinds her teeth together and scowls at him as he gives her a pleading look. Her only reply is a roll of her eyes as she walks away. As she leaves the guerilla area she sees dom, rey, and edge heading towards it. Dom looks lost in thought. A smile breaks out on her face. “Dom!” She yells and he snaps out of whatever trance he was in and sees her. His eyes widen and he stiffens but she doesn’t notice this. Instead she runs to him. “Mijo, Edge y yo seguiremos adelante. Nos reuniremos contigo allí.”

Edge and Rey walk away and Dom focuses back on Liv. The white gear she had on right now looks so good on her body. She looks fucking gorgeous. “Congrats on retaining. I knew you could do it.” He says smiling. Liv notices it doesn’t quite reach his eyes like his smiles usually do. “Thanks!! I’ll be watching your guys match too! I wanted to wish you good luck!”

Dom frowns. “I’m not in the match.”

“Well I know that silly, but you’re gonna be out there supporting your dad and edge!! I can come with to help keep Rhea in check if you want!” Dom’s eyes widen. “No! Uh no that’s okay. I-i know you must be exhausted. I can handle it.”

Liv frowned, caught off guard by his outburst. “Well okay, I’ll go then.” She’s about to walk away but makes a split second decision that she hopes she doesn’t regret. She pulls Dominik into a hug and holds him tight, squeezing her eyes shut as she does so. Dom stands frozen for a few seconds before he wraps his arms around her. “Good luck” she whispers into his ear before she kisses him on the cheek and turns to walk away.

Dom catches her wrist. “Wha-” She gets cut off by him pulling her back to his chest and kissing her full on the mouth. Liv stands wide eyed for a full five seconds before she melts into the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his waist and his hands holding her face. He pulls away after a minute and they rub their noses together before resting their foreheads together. “I’m sorry.” He whispers. Beefore Liv can ask why he’s sorry, he pulls away and walks towards guerilla. “Dom!” She calls after him but he just keeps walking and doesn’t look back.

Later, she watches as he betrays edge. As he betrays his father. She sees the judgment day laughing. Sees Finn laughing. She doesn’t think he’s acting anymore. She’s pretty sure he’s fully in the darkness now. She doesn’t know what to do now. She understands why he apologized after their kiss, and her heart cracks.

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november to february 2023

On Raw, she watches as he comes out to confront Edge and Rey. He looks so…different. So not Dominik. She honestly doesn’t recognize him anymore. And that bitch is all over him. “I’ve made him into a man.” Yeah right.

He won’t answer her calls or texts anymore. He doesn’t like her posts either. She watches him and Rhea, and each thing they do together causes another crack in Liv’s heart. Rhea doesn’t even like him. She’s doing this to hurt Liv, she knows this for a fact. Before initiating any sort of pda, Rhea always looks to see if Liv is there and if she’s watching. Obviously she plays it up for the fans. But Liv knows the truth. She hides sometimes so Rhea doesn’t see her, and she watches as Dom tries to hug her or hold her hand and Rhea won’t let him. She won’t let him initiate anything. Only Rhea’s allowed to do that. And the way she talks to him behind closed doors. It’s terrible. Liv doesn’t get why Dom stays with her. Why he tries so hard to get her approval. Why he needs it so bad.

She’s finds Dom alone in catering one day and she tries to say hi. She waves at him and smiles when he meets her gaze. He gives her a deadpan look, devoid of any emotions. He just looks like a hollow shell. He gets up, walks towards where she is and brushes right past her. Tears start to form in Liv’s eyes and she bites her lip to stop them from falling.

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march 3rd, 2023

Rhea won the rumble. She’s been coming to smackdown because she’s challenging Charlotte Flair at Wrestlemania. Rhea and Liv had a match today. Rhea used the prism lock to tap her out. Dom just stood there and watched. Cheering Rhea on. Liv’s heart fully shattered during that match. Why did he kiss her if he was just going to break her heart?

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april to july 2023

She gets drafted back to raw. She wins tag team gold with Raquel. She’s doing okay. She still thinks about Dom and Finn. She still texts them sometimes. They don’t reply. Raquel is helping her heal. They date for a bit. They’re better off as friends. Liv just isn’t really in a good headspace for dating right now.

The next time she gets involved in business with Rhea is four months after their last match. She’s defending her title against Nattie and after she wins she continues to brutalize her. Liv and Raquel run out to save her. Rhea slips out the ring before they get there.

She did tell them to stay out of her business. They should’ve stayed out of her business. She attacks Raquel and Liv back stage. They’re supposed to defend their titles against Sonya and Chelsea tonight. Rhea took out Raquel’s leg. So Liv defends the titles herself. And she loses. Later that night, Liv goes out to the ring while the judgment day is having their tag team title shot and attacks Rhea.

They next monday they get scheduled to have a match. Liv is nervous, but she’s hoping that if she can win then maybe she can have an opportunity at the title. That isn’t gonna happen tho. Rhea attacks Liv on her way to the ring. Rhea tears Liv’s shoulder apart with a steel chair. Officials and medical personal rush out to help Liv. Rhea pushes through them and stomps on her arm with the chair again.

The doctors say she needs surgery. They say she’ll be gone for seven months. Seven. Fucking. Months.

When she gets a hold of her phone, she finds messages from all her friends. Wishing condolences. There’s one from Finn too.

There’s one from Dom too.

Rhea Ripley was going to fucking pay. She took her brother away from her. She took the guy she liked away from her. She took her best friend away from her. Now she took her fucking arm and seven months of her career. This was the final fucking straw. Liv was gonna get the surgery, she was gonna go to therapy and work her way back to being in ring ready. And when she came back?

She was gonna take everything from Rhea Ripley. Every thing Rhea loved would be hers.

to be continued…

pt 2 (maybe, we’ll see.)

[findingnemosworld]

𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬.

(𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭)

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩 …

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝟐: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐳, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲.

This was it, the biggest moment she had ever experienced, her graduation ceremony.

Physiotherapy has been her greatest passions ever since she was a child, she had graduated school from her home country, opting to pursue a masters degree in Oxford University - and along the way she'd started working as an intern in one of the biggest football clubs known, Liverpool Football Club ... during the internship, not only was she able to implement her thesis topic, but also find love with a lovable Hungarian player.

Like her, Dominik was new to the club which was a common point that led to the pair growing closer during her time working there - eventually, a relationship was born, one that tested time as both were quite occupied with their passions yet despite that, were able to find time for one another.

Dominik was everything she could ever hope for in a man, charming, attentive, funny and ridiculously handsome.

The past ten months were a pure blessing, despite his busy schedule. Dominik would constantly call in to check on her as well as ask about her studies, he'd often sit with her whenever he wasn't busy with training and help her study, even going as far as to ask her about what her thesis topic, further assuring her just how attentive he was to her passion, the same way she did with her constantly being present during every match he played as well as helping him rehabilitate during his injury.

Each and every moment they spent together had led to this very moment now, today was a special day, it was the day she was set to recieve her degree.

The excitement had led to her waking up at around six in the morning despite the ceremony not starting for another three hours, she turns to her right to find a sleeping Dominik, his lips slightly parted, hair disheveled due to tossing and turning, the tattoos quite promiment and peeking from the bed sheets as his chest rose and fell evenly.

She didn't have the heart to wake him, therefore she gently removed the bedsheets from her body and tiptoed to the kitchen to make her-self some tea, she pours water into the kettle and turns on the stove to let it boil, she then proceeds to grab the mug that read, Future Doctor - the mug was a gift that Dominik had gotten her for her twenty first birthday which was quite adorable given that in his words, he knew that fancy gifts weren't exactly what she wanted.

Lost in thought, she barely noticed her boyfriend of nearly eleven months stride up to her from behind, he wraps his arms around her waist and lazily nuzzled his face in the curvature of her neck, "I told you I don't like to wake up alone." he whispers.

A soft smile appears across her lips, "I'm sorry baby, I am too nervous about today, I don't want to look like an idiot."

He grunts something incoherent before he said, "Baba, you won't look like an idiot! If anything, you're the opposite of an idiot."

"I almost spilt my coffee on your chest the first time we met," she reminds him with an amused expression across her face.

He chuckles, "God I wished you did, would have been an excuse to be closer to you back then."

She giggles at his remark, "I'm excited, I'm scared and nervous Domi, I mean I worked so hard for this, I don't want anything to go wrong."

Dominik reaches over to turn off the stove then swiftly turns her to face him, he cradles her face in his hands then proceeds to lean in and peck her lips before muttering, "You are going to look absolutely gorgeous taking that degree, and then I can brag about how I'm dating the most intelligent girl in the world."

His words soften her almost instantly and she proceeds to hug him, "I love you."

He grins then presses a kiss on the top of her head, "I love you too baby."

There was no denying that she had his whole heart, from the very moment he saw her in the training center until this very moment - he was and still hopelessly devoted her, yet the insecurities in the back of his could not help but rear their ugly head, she was so accomplished, so intelligent, well spoken and put together ... what was he? just a guy that became well known for pushing a ball in between his feet because his father wanted him to follow in his footsteps, sure he loved the game, granted the circumstances weren't healthy but in contrast her, he felt like ... nothing.

And boy did he loathe that emotion, it was akin to jealousy, something he had never felt in ages, not since he was a child having to see other children enjoying a normal life all the while his days consisted of training.

"Domi," she murmurs, breaking his train of thought.

"Hm?" he replied, rubbing her back.

"I gotta make my tea." she said.

"Make me one too then, please." he murmurs.

"Ok," she said then kissed his cheek.

He watched her with pure admiration as she quickly whipped up two mugs of chamomile tea, adding a hint of cardamom to help both of them relax for the big day, and as they make their way back to their bed, Dominik couldn't help but wonder if she would be better off with someone else, a doctor perhaps, or a lawyer, or someone with a normal occupation that doesn't force them to be away half the time.

He wanted to ask her, desperately wondering why she would rather stay with him than seek another man, yet he remained shut, especially when she curled up next to him after drinking her tea and quickly drifted off to sleep leaving him with only the ugly insecure thoughts swimming inside of his mind.

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Dominik was seated with her parents who had traveled to attend the ceremony, dressed in a three piece black suit which he believed was suitable for the ceremony - he noted just how proud both of her parents were which in turn made him happy as the pair had worked so hard to provide her with this opportunity, "She was quite nervous." he remarked.

Her father chuckles, "she's always nervous,"

"Our angel is a pessimist at heart despite recieving the highest degrees, succeeding both in her studies and her extra curricular activites," her mother chimes in. "Hell, she was even nervous before she introducued us to you, she thought we wouldn't approve of you,"

Dominik smiles, recalling just how nervous she was at the propsect of him meeting her parents yet things turned out quite well, her father treated him as though he was his own and her mother doted on him, insisting that he visited whenever he could, "She definitely is ... but look at her,"

They watch in awe as her name was called out, and she gracefully walks up dressed in a beautiful dress topped off by the graduation cape and hat, she accepts her degree, flashing a smile towards her parents and Dominik, then making her way to the empty chair to sit whilst the others recieve their degrees.

"I don't know what I've done to deserve her," he murmurs, mostly to himself.

Her mother leans in and whispers, "You two are soulamtes."

Dominik turns to her then says, "Huh?"

"You think you two just met by chance, not at all," her mother smiles softly then adds, "God has put you in her path and her in yours, you two are more alike than you think."

He grows silent, contemplating if she was right yet the small voice in his head says otherwise causing him to momentarily grow frustrated at how insecure he was. "I love her," he said.

"She loves you too," her mother assures him just before saying, "Oh look, she's set to make a speech."

Dominik shifts his focus towards her as she takes the podium, with a clearly nervous look on her face, their eyes lock for a moment and he sends her an assuring smile, which seemingly worked on calming her nerves.

"Good afternoon," she begins with a soft smile, "I'm not good at speeches but I shall try to make this as short and brief as I can, I'd like to first congratulate my colleagues who worked as hard as myself to achieve their dream and make their mark as future Physiotherapists, it wasn't easy but we made it," she pauses, "I'd like to thank my professors, the department and everyone who pushed us to work hard, and be confident in our abilites, I'd also like to thank God as well as my parents who risked just about everything to give me this opportunity, and lastly, I'd like to thank my boyfriend ..."

Dominik's eyes softened as he sent her a sweet smile, tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes.

"He doesn't know that much about the inner depths of Physiotherapy and god knows I bored him night and day but he stuck with me, supporting me day and night until I got this far, so thank you." she smiled at him. "And lastly, I'd like to say, let's face life with the bravest face we got because it's not easy but it's worth it, thank you."

A thunderous roaring applause rippled through the auditorium as she made her way back to her chair, the photographer snapped a couple of photographs before the graduates were able to unite with their family and loved ones, she rushed to her parents, embracing the two of them as they congratulated her, she then turned to Dominik and said with an obvious squeal, "I made it."

"I knew you'd do it baby." Dominik embraced her before adding, "Now come on, dinner is on me."

"Nonesense, dinner is on us." her father interjects.

"No no, you two are here for two days, dinner is on me." Dominik smiles.

They dine in a beautiful Italian restaurant with a comfortable atmosphere, her parents spent the entire time conversing about the prospects she'd have now that she graduated and while he wanted nothing more than to pitch in, he found himself feeling less like her boyfriend and more like an idiot who did not understand a single thing they said.

She deserves better than you, the small voice reminds him. She's intelligent, beautiful and young, she deserves someone that can understand her, not a dumb fool like you.

Suddenly, Dominik stood up, excusing himself to head to the restroom unaware that she was rather confused by his demeanor as she had noted just how distant and lost in thought he was - she opted to wait until they were home to try and speak to him, meanwhile he was in the restroom, staring blankly at his reflection in the mirror.

What am I? just a clueless idiot who runs after a ball, he lets out a soft sigh, and she's just, ... perfect.

He hated this, this nagging sensation of jealousy coursing through his veins at this moment. Maybe I am holding her back, ... I should just let her go, she would find someone better, someone that can understand her and doesn't feel like an insecure child.

He splashes cold water on his face, then dries it off with a paper towel before stepping out and returning to their table, he sits down next to her and she leans in to whisper. "You ok love?"

"Yeah," he assures her with a smile.

She nods, albeit not convinced as she could tell just how distraught he was.

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The pair drive back to their shared flat, and the moment they step inside - she stops him halfway before he enters the kitchen - he turns to face her, yet avoids looking her in the eye, "What is it?" he asks despite knowing that she is on to him, and had read through his façade.

"Domi, what's wrong?" she pulls him in, wrapping her arms around his torso.

"Nothing," he grumbles, instinctively wrapping his arms around her lower back. "Just my stupid brain making assumptions."

She frowns in confusion, "Assumptions about what?"

"Us." he blurts out then blushes, "I just ..."

This was difficult, far too difficult than he could imagine yet as he looked into her eyes, noting just how concerned she was for him - he realized that there was no way he could hide his emotions any longer. "I'm jealous, but I'm also insecure."

The phrasing served to both concern and confuse her as she replied with a gentle tone, "What do you mean?"

"You're a graduate with a masters degree, you completed your studies, you had a perfect life ... perfect grades, extra curricular activites and a social life, ..." he sighs then adds on, "All I had was the football pitch and my father asserting that this was the best for me, it's not that I hate football but the circumstances were toxic at best."

Her eyes soften as she reaches to run her fingers through his hair, "I had no idea."

"I didn't want to concern you, it's all stupid ideas. I just, I can't help it ..." he pouts then murmurs, "You deserve better than me."

Her eyes widen at the last phrase, "Absolutely not, if I had the chance to turn back time, I will meet you again, fall in love with you again and picture the most beautiful life with you."

He looks at her then says, "But why? I'm just an idiot who runs after a ball."

"Not to me you're not." she says then leans in to peck his lips. "You're my Domi, the one who makes me laugh with the stupidest jokes known to men, the one who listens to me ramble about the most trivial subjects and my studies, and on top of that he doesn't get bored, you're the one who goes above and beyond during date nights even though he doesn't have to, and you're the one who stole my heart the second I met him, I don't want anyone else to have my heart and I sure as hell don't want any woman to steal you, so what if you're a football player, you're still an amazing man, my man."

Her words were both soft and assertive, serving to lead him to lean in and capture her lips in the most romantic and passionate kiss he could muster, driven by his pure love and affection for her, "I love you baby."

"I love you too" she smiles.

[venomous-ragno]

Random ass König thoughts I have that no one asked for

Tags: König x reader, gn!reader, fluff

Warnings: Not proofread

• He strikes me as a Dominik, Alexander or Maximilian. I can't explain why, it's just the vibes. Also pls don't name him Hannes. While it is a German name it's also (very well known) slang for idiot.

• Dog person. Loves the big, clumsy ones he can play rough with and cuddle to his hearts content. Picks up and carries big dogs like it's the easiest thing in the world.

• Cuddles in his sleep. All sweet and cute until you try to get up but can't because he just doesn't budge. No chance of getting out when he's got his arms around you.

• The worst at saying no to his s/o. He'll walk around half naked cause they asked for his hoodies and he just kept saying yes until he ran out of stuff to wear.

• Your scent grounds him, reminds him of home. He takes the process of buying perfume for you very serious; spends hours in shops sniffing everything until his nose goes numb. Poor shop clerk won't understand a thing as he tells her he's looking for something "you" that's "just right" but can't describe any further.

• My man cannot take spice well. At all. Germans are rather scared of spice in general and he's no exception: The most out there condiment he'll eat is curry ketchup, but that's about it.

• Has once broken someone's nose for repeatedly making jokes about his height. Straight up whipped around and struck, fast and without mercy. Did he get into trouble for it? Yes. Does he regret it? No.

• Horny drunk. Absolutely, shamelessly, obessively horny about his s/o.

• Will purposefully listen to music that's more hardcore when out in public, like metal or punk rock stuff. Helps him be more confident and less mindful of other people's stares; Germans stare a lot by nature.

• Enjoys picking up and carrying his s/o around. He just loves seeing them all happy and giggly, arms around his neck as he moves them wherever they tell him to.

• Forehead kisses. Pls give this guy some forehead kisses. He'll melt.

[bittersweetastoria]

This was a request from like, over a month ago I think? I finally got it done, so enjoy! Smut implied, but not in your face. No other warnings needed, I don't think.

so what about a reader x Rhea where Rhea is totally oblivious to reader flirting until one of the guy of TJD tell her ? With a sprinkle of smut ?

“Dios mío!” Groaning, Damien threw his head back against the wall behind him. Dominik looked up, clearly confused while Finn laughed at them both. “What’s the matter, big man? Can’t handle the obvious flirtin’ or the fact that our girl is fuckin’ oblivious to it?” The Irishman asked, the amusement clear on his face as he clapped his bud on the shoulder. “Both.” The tallest of them all spoke up finally, about to say something more when Rhea walked into the room. Damien gave the other man a look that said keep your mouth shut, as the female came and sat beside Dominik who’d spaced out with some message on his phone. “What’s up boys? I miss anything interesting?” She asked, looking back at the two standing off to the side of the couch suspiciously. The amusement was still on Finn’s face; while the annoyance was still on Damien’s though he tried to hide it. “Out with it.” She demanded, a sigh passing her lips as she leaned back and kicked her feet up.

Oh course, Damien pleaded the fifth and walked off to the showers. Leaving an all too chipper Finn behind to deal with her questioning. "You're up, Finny boy. What's going on?" She asked, her piecing gaze on the Irish man as he chuckled and walked over to a seat opposite her and the still oblivious Dominik. "S'not my place to tell about his issues with your obliviousness." Once again, the man chuckled as he too pulled his phone out and started scrolling. "The hell does that mean?" Rhea asked, eyes darting between the two men on their phones. Both clearly ignoring her, which wasn't the smartest idea. She huffed, laying back on the couch and closed her eyes with her arm draped over her eyes. Her annoyance was clear, they just didn't care to get into it with her. This was between her and her best friend, the tallest man off taking a shower. Those two could make a million jabs at one another and still be best friends at the end of the day. The other two, weren't quite as blessed and feared pushing too far.

Eventually, Damien came back to the room. In an instant, Rhea was up and in his face. She was done waiting. She was beyond annoyed now. "What was this idiot on about? What'd you say, Ferg? My obliviousness?" She asked, though he kept on ignoring her for his phone. He only looked up when her eyes were back on Damien, it was then his eyes caught the big mans. Finn simply shrugged and mouthed the word sorry, before going right back to scrolling. "You want the God's honest truth, Dems?" He asked, his hands up in defense but soon lowered them just a bit as she gave him a look that said keep talking.

"You, cariño, can't tell when someone is SHAMELESSLY flirting with your ass." Damien completed his sentence, taking the towel from his neck and draping it around her neck. As soon as he spoke, her brows furrowed in confusion. Her hues watching as he walked over to his bag to grab clothes to change into. It was on his way through again, she stopped him. "Who do you think's flirting with me?" She demanded, earning a chuckle from him and a slight slip of a laugh from Finn as well, whom was doing good at being ignored till now. But they both glared at him, before turning back to one another.

“You know.” Was all Damien said as he walked back off to go change. Leaving the dark haired female standing there with her brows furrowed, arms crossing under her chest. Finally ungluing himself from his phone and seat, Dominik popped up beside her and draped an arm around her shoulders as he leaned into her. “It’s y/n, that’s who he’s talking about.” Instantly her eyes shot in his direction, shock coloring her features. “Wait- You seriously didn’t know..? But it’s so..” “Dom, enough.” Finn spoke up cutting the younger male off. Rhea shoved him off, giving them both a pointed look before marching her way out of the dressing room. Where was she going? She hadn’t a damn clue. But in that moment, she needed away from the boys. And to make sense of the info she’d just been given. Making heads or tails of it, would take some time and a lot of fresh air. What she hadn’t expected, was to have you witness her basically storming out of the arena and out back to where the busses and equipment came in.

Upon one of the equipment chests is where you found Rhea the moment you got away from the other girls and followed her. You watched from afar for a few minutes, before the worried gaze upon Rhea burned into her skin and caught her attention. Her crystal hues glanced up, meeting yours. Each woman’s lips curved up into a slight smile, as you took it upon yourself to bridge the distance between you two until you found yourself leaning upon the chest the darker female sat upon. “Hey pretty girl.” Rhea greeted you once you did so, earning a laugh from you as you propped your elbows on the chest your head on your hands.

“Hey yourself. Are you okay? I saw you..” Rhea reached for your arm, cutting your words off, almost dragging you up onto the chest with her. Only stopping cause she didn’t want to hurt you. “I’m fine. But come up here? Please.��� She spoke up, hand still upon your arm. So as you moved, your hand slipped into hers. “I’m short, remember? Pull please.” You counter, and with total ease, she pulls you up there with her. Could you have stopped yourself from falling into her? Totally. But you didn’t want to. Landing in her arms, was totally the goal and you managed it perfectly.

“Did you do that on purpose?” Rhea asked curiously, amusement in her voice as she already knew the answer. You’d practically launched yourself at her the moment you got a leg up on this equipment chest. “I wouldn’t dare.” You answered with a giggle, looking up at Rhea before booping her nose with her finger. To which, Rhea pretended to snap at her finger before laughing herself. By the time the giggles died down, you two were face to face. So close you could feel each others breath upon your face. Your eyes locked on one another’s until the distance between you both was down to a sliver of air and Rhea’s lips found yours.

In that moment, you could swear you felt fireworks. No kiss had ever felt like this before, not even your first or with the guy you damn near married last winter. The whole reason that fell through though, was the woman holding you in her strong arms now. You’d fallen for your friend, a co-worker. And though you were certain nothing would happen, you couldn’t help the flirting - and of course the cameras caught it. Wasn’t long before you and your then fiancé were fighting about it constantly. Anytime you went out with a friend, he jumped your case about going to fuck around with Rhea. You had put up with it for a while.

But that fateful night in January when he made some really harsh and offensive comments, not just about you and your sexuality that he suddenly had issues with. But he made cutting remarks bout Rhea too, and that was the final nail in the coffin that was your relationship. You cussed him out, threw his shit in a box, tossed his prized belt at his damn head, then threw his box of shit out the window at his car before locking him out. Only thing you kept? Was your ring that you pawned the next day and bought Rhea, and some friends, nice Christmas presents as well as went to dye your hair pink which you’d wanted to do for months but he wouldn’t allow.

Leaning back in her arms, you gaze up at her with a dorky little smile upon your lips that caused her to chuckle. “I’ll be damned, they were right. I was oblivious as hell.” Rhea commented, causing your brows to furrow in confusion. “Excuse me? Oblivious about what Rhea?” You ask slightly on the defensive, until she leans her forehead against yours and melts you back into submission. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll explain later. What do you say we get out of here? My rentals over there,” she looked out at the lot, a big ole keep sat in the darkness waiting. “You can text the guys for me on the way, if you can keep your hands off me long enough to text that is.” Rhea teased, catching your hand that had been trailing up and down the arm not holding you up and lacing your digits with hers. “I’d rather touch you than text them.” You quipped, the double meaning evident and not lost on her. “Is that so? Guess we better hurry and get back to my room then. And yes, mine. I think you’d rather the boys hear you scream for mami than the rest of the Raw roster.” Rhea teased, kissing your head before slipping out from under you.

Before you could react, she’d placed her belt around your waist then picked you up bridal style to carry you to her waiting vehicle. “For the record, I don’t care who hears me. It’ll make explaining whatever marks you leave on me so much easier.” You commented playfully, your digits running through her dark messy hair as she walked the short distance to her car. “Good point, love.” Rhea chuckled, pressing a kiss to your lips again - hesitant to pull away but eventually she does and places you on your feet before opening the door for you letting you get in before shutting your door and going around to get in herself. No sooner than she pulled out of her parking spot, did your hands end up on her. With a chuckle, Rhea pulled them off her thigh and patted yours. “Text one of the boys, any of them. Tell them my room is off limits tonight and I don’t want to hear any I told you so’s from any of um.” Rhea demanded, leaving her hand on your thigh as you sighed and got your phone out to do so.

Once the task was completed, her hand traveled higher causing your breath to catch in your throat as your thighs clamped together on her hand trapping her near your heat. “Mami, go any higher and we’re not making it out of this car.” You warned her, causing her to roll her eyes and retract her hand. You pout, causing her to chuckle. “Such a fickle thing, aren’t you? We’re almost there love. Mami promises, after all the time she’s been waiting on you.. She’ll make it worth the wait.” You sigh heavily, lacing your digits with hers again and simply gazing at her as she drove through the darkness. Any passing lights, highlighting her gorgeous eyes for you as she did. Tonight, Was going to be the longest - but also the best - night of your life thus far.

[usmsgutterson]

Tedious- N.L x fem! heartrender! reader

Okay! This is a fic that was requested by @dascarypicklerawr​ and it’s coming out a lot later than I anticipated, but hey! Writing this took a bit of trial and error because I couldn’t get the beginning right, but now it’s both perfect and the second fic going up today, so I’m taking the win. 

Fic type- there are elements of angst in the first half but it’s otherwise very fluffy

Warnings- mentions of wounds/death

Yours and Nikolais love story had begun in a flourish in the last six months before he and Dominik joined the infantry department of the first army. You met as you drank tea from one of the samovars in between classes, and all it took was one of Nikolais smiles to have you hooked. 

He left for the infantry at sixteen, Dominik at his side, and your relationship ended when you chose to stay at the Little Palace. Had you thought it would’ve made a difference, you would’ve gone with him, but you knew that it wouldn’t, so you stayed. You finished your training as a Heartrender and joined the ranks of the military at eighteen, joined the side of the war that was fighting against the Darkling when you were twenty-one. 

Though you never would’ve said it, seeing Nikolai in what you had hoped to be the final battle against the Darkling, in what you had hoped to be the day that Alina finally destroyed the Fold, was the last thing you had ever expected. 

But still, to your amazement, there he was. Blond hair, warm eyes, forever charming smile. He was fighting at the center of it all, and you had been scanning the area, listening for heartbeats of wounded and dying Grisha so that you could elevate their heartrates, blood pressures, airflow. 

Your small science was designed to be a killer, but due to circumstance, you’d turned inward and had been using it to at least keep more of the Grisha in your regiment from dying. 

You approached Nikolai without thinking, lightning striking in the soles of your feet, and he grinned once he turned and saw you. Your back was to his, hands extended as you let all of the heartbeats around you go and sharpened your senses instead, trying to sense the Darklings monstrosities before they showed themselves to you. 

“Still got my six after all these years then, love?” 

You managed to find it in yourself to laugh. “You’ve got such a lovely smile, my beloathed. How could I not?” 

Nikolai laughed. Your heart had missed that laugh. 

A nichevo’ya approached, and your heart set off into racing speed. 

I can do this, you thought. I will fight, and I will win, and I will never have to fear the Darkling again. 

-

What felt like an eternity later, you were standing next to Nikolai in the place that used to be the Fold. It was odd to the place that was once entrenched in darkness entrenched in light, but you basked in it, face turned up to the warmth and the glow of the sun. 

Nikolai had never quite been anything but fond of spur of the moment decisions, and he’d missed you like hell, so naturally, the first words to come out of his mouth when he saw you with your face turned to the light, a beautiful open mouthed smile gracing your lips, were a marriage proposal.

“Y/N?” He asked. “Let’s get married.” 

You turned to look at him, still grinning, and a laugh bubbled up from your throat. “You’re an impulsive idiot, Nikolai.” 

“Is that a yes?” Nikolai asked. “Because, if it’s a no, I cannot focus on anything but your beauty and you’ll have to make it clearer.”

“It is a yes,” you took his hand. “It’s absolutely a yes. Do try not to get sick of me, though. I find that being in my company is sometimes quite tedious.”

“Being in meetings with my royal council will be tedious,” Nikolai said. “But not being in your company. Never will it ever be tedious to be with you.” 

You grinned, pressed a kiss to his cheek, and rested your head against his shoulder. He rested his cheek against the top of your head and let his heart lighten to almost weightlessness, convinced that he would never be as happy as he was in that moment. 

[melanieph321]

Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 3/6

Part 1 Part 2

Dominik is so annoying in this 😫

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

Székesfehérvár. Dominik's hometown. A small community located about a forty minute drive from Budapest. Although Székesfehérvár was far from as vibrant as the city of Budapest. The town looked more like a prehistoric gathering place for Lords and Dukes of the 1800th century. A place where the sun didn't look out from behind the clouds. A place that probably only had one unanimous shopping center where kids would lurk around what they believed to be a modern hang out.

"Uh, Dominik...?" You were skeptically looking out of the car window. A friend of his let you borrow it for as long as you were staying in Hungary.

"Yeah, babe?" Dominik's eyes left the road, turning to you.

"Can you tell me about your family again?"

"My family?"

"Yeah, like your siblings and stuff." It would be your first time meeting them. You wanted to know what kind of people you were dealing with, perhaps they were also as close-minded as Dominik's parents?

"Well, my younger brother plays football just like me."

"Really, in which league, Bundesliga?"

He chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing." He said but did not seize to laugh. "Let's just say my brother is still muturing when it comes to playing professional football."

Whatever that meant, you thought.

"My sister, on the other hand, you'll like her."

"I will?" You perked up.

"Yes, she's very much into fashion and that poet culture shit that you like."

"Wow, you just made me sound like the wokest black girl you've ever been with."

The creases in his eyes widened when he smiled. "Because you are the wokest black girl I've ever been with."

"Dominik, I'm the only black girl you've ever been with."

"True." He nodded and leaned over for a kiss.

You pressed your lips against his. "Idiot."

After a few more minutes in the car, Dominik pulled up to a lovely little home on the outskirts of the town. Your heart pounded in your chest once you realized that this was it. You were meeting his parents.

Dominik walked ahead of you towards the house. You had preferred to hold his hand. Nevertheless, with a knock on the door, he stepped back to stand next to you, waiting in anticipation for...

"Nikki!"

The door flung open, and a child sprung out of the house straight into Dominik's arms.

"You're home, Nikki, you're home!"

"I told you I was coming." Dominik twirled the boy around in his arms. They looked awfully alike, with the same carved cheeks and jet black hair.

"Benedek, who is at the door?"

With all of the commotion a woman appered, eyes wide at the sight of...

"Nikki? Nem tudom elhinni!" (Nikki, I can't believe it!)

"Anya!" (Mom!)

It was a heart-felt reunion. With Dominik putting down his little brother to embrace his mother.

"Mit csinálsz itt?" (What are you doing here?)

It was interesting. You had picked up a few Hungarian words after three years with Dominik. However, compared to his little brother, you understood nothing of what was coming out of his mother's mouth. She had a very thick accent.

"Benedek, is that you bringing cold air into my house?"

A loud thud came from inside the house. It got louder and louder until a large figure took up the door frame. A man, Dominik's father, appeared.

"Nikki?"

He wasted no time, rushing down the steps to greet his son. Dominik's feet left the ground as his father embraced him.

"Nem tudom elhinni!" (I can't believe it.)

His father's accent was also a very thick one, utterly incomprehensible to your ears.

"Hey?" You hissed. You were standing to the side, observing Dominik's heartfelt welcome home when there was a tugg at your skirt. Looking down, a pair of green eyes were staring back at you in wonder. Dominik's little brother.

"Are you my brother's friend?" He asked.

"No." You said in the most disgraceful attempt to speak Hungarian. "I'm not your brothers friend, I'm his...."

"Anya, Apa." (Mom, dad.) Dominik interrupted. With that, all eyes were on you now. "Szeretném, ha találkozna, Y/N, a személyi asszisztensemmel." (I would like for you to meet, Y/N, my personal assistant.)

As oblivious as you were, the mentioning of your name could only mean that this was your queue. "Hello!" You smiled. "It's very nice to meet you all."

Dominik turned to his parents, translating what you just said. They looked at you skeptically but nodded approvingly.

"Egy fekete?" (A black?) His dad scuffed. "Csak illőnek tűnik." (Seems only fitting.)

"Zsolt." His mother frowned, slapping Dominik's father in the arm.

All you could do was keep smiling.

"Cacsorára marad, úgyhogy viselkedjünk." (She's staying for dinner, so let's behave.)

"Yes, yes." His father muttered and gestured for Dominik's little brother to return inside with them.

You turned to Dominik, your only source of security in that moment.

"They like you." He smiled.

"Really?"

"Yes, let's head inside."

A sense of relief washed over you. You and Dominik were invited inside and were quickly ushered into the kitchen. It was obvious that Dominik missed his mother's cooking because he ate more than he does at home, and so did you. His mother was an excellent cook, offering delicious Hungarian dishes.

"Ugh, I think I'm going to explode." You said, having made it to the top of the staircase.

"Me too." Dominik groand. He carried your bags despite his swollen tummy, and for that, he deserved to be rewarded.

"What are you doing?"

You had gone to wrap your arms around his neck. However, Dominik flinched as you did. The first time, he has ever done such a thing.

"I...I just wanted to..." You were taken aback. A heavy lump clogging your throat.

"Baby." Dominik whispered. Why was he whispering? it wasn't late, his family were still downstairs watching TV. "Baby I'm sorry." He saw the hurt in your eyes. I didn't mean to...." There was nothing that could be said, the damage was already done.

"Nikki, is everything alright?"

There was movement at the bottom of the staircase, Dominik's mother, on her way up.

"Megmutattad vendégünknek a szobáját?" (Have you shown our guest her room?)

Dominik scratched the back of his neck. "No Anya, I was just about to."

"Rendben, szólj, ha kell neki valami." (Alright, you tell me if she needs anything.)

"Sure, mom, I will."

His mother gave you a friendly smile before returning downstairs. However, you were still in a bit of a shocked state to return it.

"I'll show you were you'll sleep." Dominik mumbled and made his way down the hall expecting you to follow him. You did, but only because you needed answers.

"Like I said, my parents are a little bit old school...." Dominik stop before a small room. You poked your head in to see that there was only one single sized bed.

"Um, what's this?"

Dominik sighed. "Y/N, let's not make a big deal of it. We're only staying for two nights."

"Yes, but..." You had no words. "You've got to be kidding me, though? We are sleeping together in the same room, right?"

No answer.

"Right, Dominik?"

He grabbed your bags and entered the room, placing them on the bed. You refused to move an inch, waiting for him to return. However, all he said was, "I'm sorry." And kissed your cheek before disappearing down the hall. You were left with more questions than answers, the biggest one being, "What the fuck was wrong with your boyfriend?"

Part 1 Part 2

[mourinhomerchant]

Liverpool incorrect quotes

Robbo: with all due respect, which is none,

Curtis: *sneaks into kirkby at 2am* Virgil: *turns in swivel chair* care to tell me where you were? Curtis: I was with… Uh… Ali! Alisson: *also turns in swivel chair* Care to- *keeps spinning* Virg- I can’t stop the chair-

Ibou: pfft look at that idiot Robbo: *chasing after a squirrel with a baseball bat* Ibou: Ibou: shit that's my idiot

Curtis: why can't dinosaurs clap? Fabio: because their hands are too sh- Harvey: because they're all dead.

trent: i'm cold dominik: here take my jacket ibou: i'm cold robbo: *sets kirkby on fire*

dejan: would you kiss me for $100 mo: why? dejan: just curious mo: i guess? dejan: *slams $100 on the table* would you look at that-

[corpsebasil]

Vasily’s Wife… Part Two?

Warnings:, none for this one

I’m in love with him your honor

“Prince Zorin’s twentieth nameday should be the grandest celebration the kingdom has seen thus far.” Maester Ronnell is saying, gesturing with a lot of enthusiasm for someone in his seventies. “Sun Cast has been celebrating all week; we cannot let such slums outshine the palace.”

“I doubt Sun Cast is outshining the palace in any way other than a distinct lack of clothing.” You drawl, running a pointed nail across the smooth wood in front of you. From your left, legs crossed and smirking, Prince Nikolai lets out a small laugh. You ignore it. “But I agree. The palace will hold a feast at the end of the week. Afterwards, food should be sent to the surrounding cities of Ravka. Let the common people know Prince Zorin cares for them as well.”

“Yes, yes…” the Maester nods, stroking his beard. “Prince Zorin will like that. It’s good for the uh…normal folk to…realize who cares..” he trails off, seeming distracted, and the prince beside you sits up straighter.

“It was your idea,” Nikolai objects, looking to you. “let the ‘normal folk’ know their Queen chose to share the celebration with them.”

“Don’t be an idiot.” You snap, turning your gorgon gaze onto him, and the prince weakens visibly. His brow furrows, mouth turning downwards at the corners, eyes seeming to plead for…for what? This has been normal for the past year and a half or so. Ever since he.. “The Crown will act in Prince Zorin’s interests as he is heir. As far as I’m concerned, any decision made in this council is in Zorin’s name. Correct?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Ser Dominik, recently appointed Captain of the Royal Guard, speaks after a tense pause, all eyes on you and the prince. “While we know of your influence, we appreciate the way you..allow others to be seen as well.”

You, Nikolai, and Dominik all seem to be locked in a three-way of eye-contact; you, trying to figure out if Dominik is just yapping instead of helping, Nikolai wanting to be supported and feeling slightly betrayed by his best friend’s interjection, and Dominik, looking pained as he forces a nervous smile.

You break the pause.

“Thank you, Ser Dominik.” You say, nodding once, and quickly change the subject. “Now. We need to discuss the recent skirmishes at the Eastern border. If I hear about one more soldier pissing themselves over some vagrants I think I’ll lose my head.” The room relaxes into easy chuckles, the men around you more comfortable when you take charge of these meetings.

Ignoring Nikolai’s wounded stare, you glance to a dark-haired man with a large broadsword sitting attentively across the table. “Master Ralgar? Your report?”

—

Your feet carry you swiftly to your rooms that evening, a trio of dutiful ladies accompanying you. They whisper between themselves as you walk, your ears pricked for information as you watch the tapestries, the windows, and greet guards and attendants with an easy smile.

“She’s with child,” one girl is saying, keeping her voice low as if you can’t hear her. “I mean…she looks it anyways.”

“She is not with child.” Your closest handmaiden, Thalia, says. “She’s a liar and a bitch and—”

“Ladies.” You start calmly, glancing over your shoulder. They all stiffen, faces turned into masks of complete innocence. You almost laugh. “Just because someone looks pregnant doesn’t mean they are.”

“She’s lying about it!” Thalia bursts, then blushes profusely. “I mean, it’s that red-haired woman. The one Vasily sent away. I think she’s trying to get compensation or something.”

You smirk.

“Compensation?”

“I don’t know I think she just feels slighted.”

“As she should be. My husband is a man whose interests change like the tides.”

“But—” Thalia stops, glancing at the two other red-faced girls. “I mean, aren’t you upset?” Oh, Thalia. Saints bless the girl. If anyone cares about you, it’s her.

“Why would I be?” You ask, turning your head to continue your walk. “It’s one less bitch in court. As you said.”

The giggles that follow bring a small smile to your lips.

“Your Majesty!” The four of you pause, your head turning a fraction as a boy runs up behind. He’s out of breath by the time he stops, hands on his hips. He holds up a hand almost comically, as if you all weren’t already waiting, before he speaks. “It’s—Prince Zorin. He’s here early. He requests your presence in the Throne Room.”

“Requests my—” you straighten, forcing a placid, icy little smile onto your beautiful face. The boy shrinks back. “Of course. Lead the way.” You gesture towards the hall and the boy spins on his heel, guiding you and your handmaidens towards the room in question.

-

Zorin is lounging dramatically on the throne when you enter. His eyes, coal black, zero in on you as you approach. Your bow to him is almost amusingly low, the courtiers lingering on the sidelines beginning to whisper the second your eyes meet the Prince’s.

“My Queen.” He drawls, giving you a twisted smile. Saints, sometimes you wonder if there’s actually a real person underneath that mask of hate. “I have come from Sun Cast to await this weekends festivities. I hope it’s not a bother that I’m early?”

“Your presence is always desired, my prince.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t do that.” He laughs, leaning forward to peer closer at you. When you tense, straightening up, he clicks his fingers and points at you. “There, there—you see?” He looks towards no one in particular. “She hates me. I told—”

“Is there something I can help you with, my prince?” You interrupt, clasping your hands together placidly in front of you.

Zorin pauses.

“Yes.” He nods. “Yes. I’d like someone to attend the parties in Sun Cast for the next few days. Someone…representing the royal crown.” His oily little smile is back and you try to repress a shudder. “Surely the Queen would enjoy a holiday.”

“My business is here, Your Highness. I’m sure—”

“—that you’ll come back next week nice and tan and relaxed? I agree.”

“But—"

“My uncle will accompany you.”

At that, you laugh, high and strangled, your eyebrows raised high.

“Nikolai? You cant send—” There’s an uncomfortable clearing of a throat and you glance to your left, watching as Nikolai approaches a few feet farther from where he’d been hidden inside the crowd of onlookers. Your mouth dries as you take in the tired look on his face, his eyes a deep, vast blue as he watches you. “Nikolai, I—”

“It’s just a few days, Your Majesty.” Nikolai says softly, forcing a quick smile. “Surely that’s alright?”

Caught in a bind, you glance from Prince Zorin’s smirk to Nikolai’s wounded smile. You sigh and nod, resisting the urge to run a hand through your hair.

“Alright.” You say, throwing your hands up. “Alright. Fine.”

-

“It’s not so bad.” Nikolai says, glancing around the large bedroom in Prince Zorin’s home in Sun Cast. “Hardly a palace but the view…” you were ignoring him as best you could as you unpacked the bags for ladies put together but now you glance over, watching his slender hands pull back a large, sheer curtain.

The sunlight is orange across the floors that always seem to hold a bit of sand, a light dusting that crackles under your bare feet as you approach the window by his side. He’s right—the view is…wow.

As far as the eye can see are red and orange brick homes, bright banners and tapestries, ribbons of shimmering purple and blue weaving between rooftops. Tan people of all ages and shapes linger in the streets below, laughter and gossip filling the warm breeze. Nikolai, beside your, gently pressing his fingertips against your lower back before he points to something in the distance, steering your gaze there.

“See that?” He murmurs, keeping his voice low, almost sensual. You meet his gaze for a brief second before following his finger again, towards the ocean beyond. “No, there.”

“I don’t see—”

“Look, white sails.” He urges, his hand now tapping your chin a fraction. You see it, then—a large ship. Multiple large ships. “People from the Southern cities—”

“This is a Southern city—"

“More South. Shh, wait—” he chuckles, placing a finger over your lips to shush you when you try to interrupt again. “Let me speak, woman.”

You move your head away but can’t help but feel amused by his boyish grin, his hand on your back slowly flattening until his warm palm is resting against the base of your spine.

“I’m listening.” You sigh, raising a brow. The dimples in his cheeks show when he smiles a fraction more, pulling you closer to point out the ships again.

You listen to him talk for a little while, explaining different sigils and names while you nod, somehow not feeling the urge to move away. In fact, when his hand begins to rub up and down your spine slowly, voice still low and soft, you relax, feeling the tension begin to leave your muscles.

“I won’t bother you here.” He says suddenly, making your eyes dart back to his. The blue is somber again, that new, slightly pained twinge to them that’s existed since that night in your study. “I promise. I know I’ve—I mean, I know you—“

“Nik?” You interrupt softly, reaching out to touch his face. Your grip his jaw in your hand and nod once, not allowing him to turn away. “I know. What happened we…I mean, it cannot happen again.”

“Of course.”

“It was a mistake.”

“Yes.”

But your grip tightens a fraction and he gazes down at you, eyes darkening with a hint of lust as he subtly licks his bottom lip to wet it. Your eyes track the movement and you follow it, your own mouth going a bit slack.

“Good.” You finally blurt, stepping back before he can close the gap. “Glad that’s settled.”

“Of course.” He coughs lightly, almost tripping when he turns quickly towards the door. He pauses at the last second. “Meet me at sunset, by the way.”

“What for?”

His grin is slightly feline.

“You haven’t seen the best parts of Sun Cast.”

Wheww

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heyyyy sooo I’ve been thinking about this forever as my pre fall asleep routine, I was gonna make it into my own full blown fan fic on Wattpad but I’ve never wrote before and I’m kinda lazy lol buttt I was wondering could you do a imagine where the reader is a female and in the shield (imagine the shield and judgement day are around at the same time) and anyways they are fighting the judgement day and they hate each other but the reader sees dom take a really hard blow and runs to check on him in the middle of the match but it’s a trick and dom pins her and wins , then later that night when they are in their locker rooms Roman Seth and dean are all fighting and mad at the reader and yelling at her , and like she leaves the locker room upset and dom sees and goes to apologize and it’s like angst but she forgives him at the end plzzzzz <333 I love love love ur writing

The Shield - The Mistake

AN: I'm working two jobs so posts will be slow. pls, bear with me through these hard times frl.

You loved your life, your group, the outfits, the vibe, and everything presented in front of you. Most of all you loved Seth, Roman, and Dean; they were family from the moment you joined the group. Though when you joined the group they were apprehensive, to say the least, ultimately they all admitted it was the best decision they've made collectively. But all of you had a swore hatred towards the Judmentday. They were too loud; too much; and too fucking cocky in your opinion. Now the boys were completely thorough in their dislike; you on the other hand...had a childlike crush on Dominik Mysterio.

It made no sense to you honestly, he was just as much of a dick as the rest of the group, but he seemed kind underneath it all. Like maybe it wasn't in his nature to be so disrespectful. But Monday night proved you wrong.

It was destined to be a long match, one where the groups would go act each other until everyone was worn out and restless. Despite how good The Judgement Day was, you had the intention to win. In fact, you had no doubt that you would win. So when you and Seth were inside the ring together, bouncing around, Dominik and Damian were trying to find the best way to stop you both from hitting them. Damian took a kick; from you; to the chest and stumbled back for a moment. But Dominik was slammed directly onto his back and he was completely winded. Dominik had gritted his teeth and held his chest, just barely rolling to the side to cover himself. It looked so real and the concern you felt only made the facade more convincing.

You ignored everything around you like an idiot; you had forgotten the nature of, The Judgement Day. You skidded down on your knees beside Dominik, and you grabbed him by the arm to roll him over. The second you did his eyes flashed open and his hand went against your shoulder just as fast. He pushed you down and pinned you with no problems; you weren't in pain. More so just paralyzed in shock. At the 3rd count and ring of the bell, Dominik shot up with a victorious smile and went to celebrate with his group. While you sat up and smacked the ring; now you were pissed. Anything you felt for Dominik had disappeared at his stupid stupid trick.

You looked up to exactly what you expected, Roman glaring, Dean running his hands down his face in disappointment, and Seth shaking his head.

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"You have to be fucking kidding me", Dean just about snarled at you. You open your mouth to speak but Seth cuts you off before you even begin, "What happened?". Your mouth opens again only to be interrupted once again, "I think it's pretty clear, she has the hots for that dick" Dean scoffs. You glare at him, "He is not a dick" you mumble. Somehow you found yourself defending him after what he had done. "Really? Then what just happened out there?!", Roman says while making intense eye contact with you. You felt like you were in some kind of intervention at the moment. They all looked at you; waiting for you to say something; anything.

"I don't know", you mumbled and looked at the floor like a coward. You had already felt bad for causing the match, but of course, this hurt worse than that and 100 injuries combined. "We needed you and you go check on the enemy!", Dean has begun yelling now and took a step closer to make it clear he was talking to you. Roman puts his hand out across Dean's chest and shakes his head much like before. You snap your head up to look at Dean and the burning of tears has just started, "He's not the enemy!!", you yell back at him.

"He is!", Dean snarls. You cross your arms and argue back, "He's not". Seth finally cuts in, "But The Judgment Day is?" he questions. You deflate and puff out your cheeks; "That's different", your back to mumbling. "It's not" Roman cuts in and it finally seems like that's all they had left to say. Dean scoffs and just walks away, Roman follows after him without a glance. But Seth pats you on the shoulder with a disappointed look before walking the same. You bang your hand on the wall and curse at yourself for fucking up so badly.

That loss will be the talk of the month, The Shield has never lost to The Judgment Day; at least not until tonight. You walked out of the locker room but your mind felt as heavy as your steps. You had to sit down, but when you walked out and slouched on the wall beside the locker room. You saw the same Dominik Mysterio sitting on the floor, on the other side of the wall, right in front of you. You looked at him with glossy eyes and longing. Even after thinking all the feelings you held for him were lost, not only did your heart beat faster but you had defended him minutes prior. Dominik bit his lip and scratched his eyebrow, "I heard what all you said in there" he commented.

Your lip curled in anger, "Yea? Then you should've heard how much shit you got me into" you spat and pulled your knees closer to your chest. Dominik had only nodded, but he looked up at you front behind his wispy hair; "I didn't ask you to check on me". You roll your eyes like your intention was obvious, "It was the right thing to do" you said quickly. "That's not it", Dominik said right after you.

The hallway was vacant and the space between you both was so vast. You felt as if you could drift away from him at any moment. You also felt like the tears in your eyes had a long time from drying. Though for some reason Dominik made it feel a little better.

From Dominik's point of view, he sees a woman struggling with the mistake of helping an asshole, also known as himself. He felt so bad, and The Judgement Day could never know he was apologizing or a win. For you, nearly everything felt worth it.

Your eyebrows pull in and you squint at him, "What?". "You didn't check on Damian when he fell to the floor at the beginning, so that's not why", he had analyzed your every movement. You clenched your jaw; looked at him and then back down at your lap, "I have no clue what you're talking about". Dominik bit the inside of his cheek and nodded; it felt like you were lying to him, but he had no proof of that at the end of the day. "Well I wanted to say sorry anyways", he muttered; almost like apologizing was something he rarely did. Maybe that was so.

You heard his apology and your lips twitched into a smile while you were still looking down, "You are?". Dominik nodded but you couldn't see, so he reiterated; "That's what I said". And finally, as if it was a miracle you looked up once again, "Smart ass". He laughs with a big smile that you only had the pleasure of seeing on the big screen. You click your tongue at him and lay your chin on your knees, "So you feel bad huh?", you pester him. Dominik snorts and rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair, "Just a bit...how can I make it up to you", he says the last bit with hesitance. He has underlying intentions that he couldn't share yet. "What do you have in mind?"

"How about dinner, Hermosa"