#we watch wrestling

[theminecraftbee]

god i really feel like the mcrp fandom and the wrestling fandom are cousins. we should hold hands. we both have to deal with people not quite understanding the idea of keyfabe ("don't you know wrestling is FAKE?"/"they're using their real names so clearly it's all the real youtubers"), with ao3 tagging nightmares (did you know the wrestling fandom still has the rpf tag problem the mcrp fandom had for years because apparently ao3 doesn't understand keyfabe either?), with people who don't understand keyfabe but from the other side (yes it's not real but i should still harass the player/wrestler about it right?), with complicated plots with goofy characters, with outsiders being dead convinced that the people inside are writing rpf, even if we explain it's not real... i'm just saying. we're cousins. buddies. we should hold hands. we should understand each other. that's all i'm saying,

[dynamitekansai]

REAL CINDER. GO CRY ME A RIVER.

[dayurno]

since it is canonical from the now defunct extra content that kevin’s type is tall women with muscles i feel like he would be so into female wrestling and half of it would be him hauving couvid over the wrestlers roughhousing and the other would be covering his eyes when a bone is dislocated

[youtappedout]

[jankwritten]

Jasico Bingo Challenge: sharing a bed

It took all of ten minutes for Jason to cave and climb into Nico’s too-big bed. His weight dips the mattress to one side, and as he slides under the blankets, Nico gets hit with his fan’s frigid breeze. 

“Told you,” he mutters, flipping over onto his left side. He sticks his hand under his pillow. 

Jason makes a face, wrinkling his nose and giving Nico a sort of side-glare, before he settles fully down, hugging Nico’s spare pillow. “I don’t like disobeying Miss Sally.” 

Two months ago, Nico would’ve been right there with him. He’s lived under her roof long enough to know which rules they can nudge, though. “Percy constantly lets Grover share his bed.” 

“Percy and Grover are different,” Jason says, his voice just a shade above a whisper. “You know it’s different.” 

Nico shrugs. “Sally doesn’t know that.” 

Jason looks far less amused than he should. “I’m serious,” he says. 

This is what Nico gets for dating a serial rule-follower, he supposes. Rules are rigid and unbending, in Jason’s mind, no matter how insignificant. He approaches “entrance” and “exit” signs like he’ll get arrested for mixing them up. 

It’s something they’re working on, together. It’s something Nico can help with. It’s always tricky, with Jason, working around the thorny patches of his logic, but Nico knows firsthand that once Jason can tame that anxiety, he’ll feel so much better. 

Nico is also aware it took him almost half a year to even start changing his own habits regarding rules, or moreso his perception of them, and that was only after a few years of built up trauma around it. Jason has his whole life to unwind. 

But, there is still progress, which Nico makes sure Jason knows he’s proud of. It’s easy to start with things Jason wants that he sees as outside the rule-boundary, things like sneaking dessert out of the pavilion at camp so they can eat it somewhere peaceful, or sharing Nico’s oversized princess bed so he doesn’t have to sleep on the floor.

Sometimes it feels a little bit like treat-training a dog. Nico did something similar with Mrs. O’Leary and Cerberus, after all. It’s a guilty thought to have. Jason isn’t a dog, and Nico isn’t his owner, isn’t trying to train him. He’s just…he wants Jason to feel free. He hates when Jason mentally butts up against one of the walls of his cage and physically recoils from something that would make him feel better. Make him feel good, and human, and normal. 

“I want you up here,” Nico says. He matches the gravity of Jason’s tone, watches Jason’s eyes dart around, lit by the dimmed string of star-shaped lights over the bed. Nico reaches out, slowly, and pokes Jason’s wrist. “I know I’ll sleep better if you’re here.” 

Jason swallows. He shifts his weight on the mattress, his foot kicking out just barely into Nico’s space. “What if Miss Sally comes to check on us, and she sees-? Will she get mad?” 

“Maybe.” He wants to temper Jason’s fears, not lie to them. He hasn’t seen Sally get mad at anything other than when the dogs chew on shoes, or when he and Percy fight too loud in the backyard. This, something easy enough to explain, he doesn’t think she’d mind. “But she would never punish me, or you, over it. Over anything. The worst she’d do is give us a stern talking to, and maybe make us sleep on the couch next time.” 

“The couch is an option?” 

Ugh, no, the couch is not an option. Nico taps his fingers against Jason’s wrist bone and wrinkles up his nose, tucking himself up more in his comfortable blankets and pillows. 

Jason, finally, breaks into a little smile. “You’re spoiled now.” 

“Hush. I’m allowed to like having a bed, and I’m allowed to want to share it with my b..with my boyfriend.” 

The room hushes over, the sound of the fan hiding how hard Nico’s heart thumps. 

It’s still new, that part of this. It’s still hard to say it out loud. Pushing out of his comfort zone is something Nico is working on himself, though. 

Jason beams. He’s probably blushing, though it’s too dark to see and Nico’s half buried his face in the pillow to hide his own face.

“Shut up,” he grumbles. 

Jason turns his hand around and laces their fingers together. He finally lets go of the tension in his arms, lets himself sink into the bed. Nico feels how the blanket moves with it. 

“You’ve convinced me,” Jason whispers. “But if we do get caught, you’re doing the talking.” 

“Deal,” Nico says, and squeezes Jason’s hand. He peeks, just to see another glimpse of that smile. He likes Jason’s smile. It doesn’t even ache to admit it anymore. “Go to sleep, now.” 

“Can do.” 

(Sally pokes her head in at eight AM, after Nico and Jason miss breakfast. She blinks, at first confused to see the empty pallet at Nico’s bedside, then understanding when she sees the bed itself. 

Jason is fast asleep at the edge of the bed, peaceful and relaxed, hugging a pillow to his chest, the blankets tangled around him. Just over the slope of his shoulder, she sees Nico’s curly head of hair nestled close. 

She’s careful not to let the door squeak as she leaves them in peace.) 

[my-roman-empiree]

An edit that has changed my life, part 5

[mantisgodsdomain]

Finally, we get the opportunity to put our Spy Cards worldbuilding in a work. Though there are many questions about such things as "regulation" "how these cards are printed" "who approves a single spy card", and so on, we are here to present a bold new take: this game is based like 60% on obscure roach memory-reading tech that got turned into a card game with absolutely No card-game-related intentions included in the original tech and most of the card vetting is just from the fact that there aren't too many card printers out there and most of them make cards that need to be translated from Roach.

Strictly speaking, as a card game, it is not a terribly good or well-balanced one. It's popular primarily because of a mix of the difficulty involved in getting the data for high-level cards, the fun of seeing the variety of monsters that can be brought to the table, and the incredible amounts of ham and drama that goes into specifically the professional scene.

[amethyst-is-gay]

Mina! We don't just want you, we NEED you

[thistledropkick]

"It is now 5:20 AM

I read too much manga

If I don't start my day in two hours, things are gonna get messy

Listening to birds chirping in this colorless pre-dawn brings me back to the days when I was scraping by as a day laborer, working part-time jobs. It makes me feel a little blue.

I had a dream back then, but I didn't feel like I was moving forward. It was so difficult...

Well, if I hadn't experienced that, I wouldn't be who I am now, so maybe that time was necessary, huh

gnight"

Desperado loves to play with kayfabe, hinting at who he used to be and incorporating that past into his work. He's doing that here, talking about his time before finally getting into the New Japan dojo.

[milesworld96]

Dawg this Cody and Rock shit is willld😭😭 MFS are DRAGGING, The Rock bc of this shit. It’s so funny, and I’m on board w them. Mad asf w how things are turning out, Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson is stealing yet another wrestlemania main event 🫢. So silly, I hate this🥰🥰🥰

We even got LOGAN, on our side. Which is kinda scary but idgaf at this moment 😭💀

[jasvvy]

a touching tribute, and a ten bell salute, for jay. 

[mjfass]

*My face when I see there are still people who continue discrediting AEW in every chance they get because “WWE is better”*

[dynamitekansai]

Sonny Kiss' contract with AEW has expired and is now a free agent

+ bonus: just a SMALL portion of the overflowing love in response

[stinkypeanutbutter]

just know when you come on here and you see the battlefield of fanfic creators , just know , and remember I started it . I started it ALL . ME ! MEEEEE !!!!

[idyllic-idioms]

to summarise the hangman adam page / swerve strickland feud for people who don’t watch wrestling:

these men have been psychosexually obsessed with each other for months. it started when swerve came out to say he misses the old, more successful hangman but swerve’s better than him and ready to prove it. over the course of the past months swerve broke into hangman’s house to threaten his baby yet the audience still cheered for swerve, driving hangman more insane and into obsession for revenge. in a violent bloody deathmatch hangman drank swerve’s blood and swerve hung hangman from a steel chain. hangman’s main mission in life is to stop swerve from becoming world champion. the actual world champion joe is third wheeling their “domestic dispute” (his words) to the max. they had their big threeway title match and there were moments where hangman and swerve were forced to team up to take on joe together. swerve finally drove hangman to cheating (something he’s NEVER done) and hangman didn’t even WIN, he sacrificed his own win so joe could beat him and swerve both… just to keep swerve from becoming champ………

also the performers keep sharing pictures of their matches on social media with love songs attached

[moonhuit]

CAPTAIN Janeway: You're sure you want to do this? ADMIRAL Janeway: I always assumed it was a one-way trip.