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LOVED LOVED LOVED!! can't wait for next chapter

React to an unpleasant surprise in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic, Absolute Smokeshow.

(We’re finally getting to the series of chapters I have been WAITING to write 🖤)

Warnings for this section: Anxiety, cannabis (weed), social anxiety, panic attack, hyperventilation, fainting

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 71 of ?): News To Me

Once you had awoken again at a more decent hour, anxiety was the first thing you felt and you had no memory of anything you might have dreamt last night. Every time you tried to chase after a familiar flash, it disappeared. Opening your eyes, you decided to take a look around the dimly-lit room instead, propping yourself up on your elbow.

Dom was clinging to Rhea now, the latter looking far more comfortable than you had been in that same position. Both of them seemed so peaceful sleeping in each other’s arms that it felt wrong to hold your stress so close to them. You made sure to be quiet and careful as you crept out of bed toward your things.

After silently changing into your extra set of clothes using only the small sliver of light streaming in from the mostly-drawn curtains, you popped into the bathroom. Making sure to leave the door cracked an inch, you turned on the light and vent before igniting a fresh joint.

You watched the smoke trail up with the flow of the air after puffing on it a few times, holding in a sizable hit. Puckering your lips, you aim your exhale at the vent, already slightly calmer now that you had something to focus on.

The second hit made you cough a bit, but it was a few seconds before you could grab a towel to muffle it. After you regained some control over the muscles in your throat, you began drinking directly from the sink to soothe your throat - which is the exact position a sleepy-looking Rhea and Dom found you in. Immediately, you shut off the faucet and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Didn’t mean to wake you,” you apologized, relaxing again when a nonchalant hand was waved at you. They seemed genuinely unbothered, Dominik rubbing his eyes and Rhea stretching as she yawned.

“Want some?” you asked both of them.

As intrigued as he seemed by the offer, Dom still looked to Rhea for an answer - or, perhaps, for permission.

“Hmm… why not,” she decided, giving you both a smile, “Finn’s friend JD is still trying to get in with the Judgment Day; we can have him drive us all to the next location if it comes down to it.”

Rhea leaned against the counter next to you while Dom sat down on the edge of the tub. The three of you passed the joint around, your girlfriend occasionally asking for a shotgun instead. Dominik finally built up the courage to ask for a shotgun from you on his last hit, pulling away to cough out the smoke.

“I think I have the munchies,” Dom groaned once he caught his breath - only a second before his stomach made a displeased, empty rumble in agreement.

“You still have some leftover chicken in the fridge. As for my girl and I… breakfast downstairs is still going for another hour,” Rhea said, grabbing Dom’s phone to check the time, “But I don’t want to deal with being swarmed by fans if I’m recognized.”

“I’ll grab us some breakfast!” you offer, rising to your feet, “It’s not like anyone will recognize me from anything.”

“You sure?” Dom asked, smiling when you nodded.

“Thanks, love,” Rhea said, pulling you close for a kiss before letting you go and gesturing around the corner, “Room key is on the desk.”

“Got it,” you nodded, grabbing the key card before ducking out into the hall.

Once you reached the lobby, the elevator doors opened, inviting in the delicious smells of a continental breakfast. You made a beeline for its source. Walking up, you grabbed a tray and two sets of utensils, falling into the self-service breakfast line with the other hungry hotel guests.

Once you had put everything together, you glanced at the newsstand near the end of the buffet and something caught your eye: a tabloid. Usually, you weren’t one to read such things, but what drew your attention to it made you do a double take.

“WOMEN’S CHAMP FINDS BELT BUNNY?“ the front page shouted; the less urgent text below it read “Ripley confirms open relationship, bisexuality.” Next to the headline was a photo of Rhea kissing you in the car as you picked her up from the show last night.

A smaller photo accompanied yours: a still from her interview that you didn’t recognize, where she seemed to be caressing a smitten-looking Cathy Kelley’s face. Maybe you shouldn’t have stopped watching that video so soon - but that was the least of your worries right now.

The lobby was suddenly too warm, too crowded, too well-lit. How many people had already seen it? Just the thought of what must be happening on social media right now made you feel sick to your stomach.

Your breathing started to speed up as you scurried back to the elevator, trying to keep the food securely on your tray while also avoiding every pair of eyes you passed. Punching the button with the “up” arrow, you immediately heard the chime that told you the elevator was already on the ground floor. The moment the doors slid all the way open, you dove inside and ran your thumb into your floor number.

Doors closed.

First floor…

Second floor…

The elevator felt slower and slower as your breaths became quick and shallow. The plates that sat on your tray began to rattle slightly as you trembled.

It was all you could do to keep anything from spilling as you finally, shakily stepped out in the direction of your shared room. Realizing you need a free hand to unlock the door - or even knock - you set the food down on a small table in the hallway.

All you could hear was your panicked breathing in the empty stillness of the hall as you grew dizzier, pulling the key card out of your pocket. It dropped to the floor despite you clumsily trying to catch it. Spots clouding your vision, you stumble slightly before allowing yourself to collapse.

[end part seventy-one of ?]

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Tag list (thank you!)

@littlemiss-fanficlover , @babybatlover , @girlofpink , @kagome2909 , @domripley , @wiccanpriestess , @falloutboy-lover , @aut0luminescence , @riverina69 , @itsrheasgirl , @1-800-sinister

#wwe fanfiction #the judgment day #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #the judgement day

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Hi guys sorry i haven't been active i have struggled a lot mentally and i have come to the conclusion that i'm gonna stop writing i'm still gonna support my favorites when they post but that's pretty much it hope you understand<3

@specialinterestshows @domripley @mexxs-blog @judgementdaysunshine

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Masterlist Part One

of all my WWE fics (part 2 linked at the end and includes fics currently in progress)

Requests are currently: CLOSED

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Completed:

Want (The Judgment Day x transmasc!reader)

Wrath (Damian Priest x Finn Balor)

Dom (&) Me (The Judgment Day x transmasc!reader)

Brat Time, Becks (dom!Becky Lynch x brat!reader)

My M.O. (Missed Opportunity) (Finn Balor x jealous!Damian Priest)

There Will Be No Paradise (The Judgment Day x gn!sub!reader)

Locker Room Talk (Becky Lynch and Rhea Ripley x gn!reader)

Eat, Sleep, Breed (Alpha!Rhea Ripley x omega!reader)

Masterlist Part 2:

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i was asking if you were gonna write another because i LOVED the chelsea and piper series you wrote

another chelsea and piper fic anytime soon? @specialinterestshows would love to see it!

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another chelsea and piper fic anytime soon? @specialinterestshows would love to see it!

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Proud

(Liv x Rhea)

Warning: Angst, Fluff, Liv has a panic attack, Rhea helps Liv, Rhea praises Liv.

Rhea was rubbing Barry; she had the battle royal turned on, watching "Come on, Livvy, you got this doll." She spoke to herself. 

Liv knew Rhea was watching from home, so she put on a good show not only for the fans but for Rhea at home. She was trying her hardest. 

It was the remaining three, Nia, Liv, and Becky. Becky and Liv decided to work together to get Nia out, and when they did, only the two of them were left in the ring.

Liv went at it with Becky; they were on the side of the ring. Liv was trying her hardest, but Becky got the best of her and ended up knocking her off. 

Liv laid on the outside. She couldn't believe it. She lost after all that hard work. Oh, she could cry right now.

Rhea was in disbelief. She felt sorry for Liv but somewhat happy for Becky. She turned off the TV. All she could do now was wait for Liv to get home.

When Liv got home, all you could hear were sniffles and heavy breathing. Rhea quickly got up and said, "Baby?" She went to her 

"I failed you; I failed the fans; I failed everybody." Liv broke down in sobs, and she felt like she couldn't breathe. She almost fell, but Rhea quickly caught her. 

"Oh, baby, you didn't fail me; you did the best you could." Rhea played with Liv's hair. "Shhh, just breathe, doll, breathe for me," she said, kissing Liv's head. 

Liv began to catch her breath, holding onto Rhea and listening to Rhea's words.

"You did great, Livvy. Never doubt yourself again. I love you." Rhea said as she held Liv, and she smiled and said, "I love you too." 

#wwe #wwe imagine #wwe x reader #wwe smut #rhea ripley #rhearipley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley smut #liv #liv morgan x reader #liv morgan imagine #liv morgan

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Demi Bennett, Adam Joseph Copeland, and Luis Martínez, please; I can take all three. 

#wwe #wwe imagine #wwe x reader #wwe smut #rhea ripley #rhearipley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley smut #adam copeland x reader #adam #adam copeland imagine #adam copeland #edge wwe #rated r superstar #damian priest smut #damian priest x reader #damian priest imagine #damian priest

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Becky stopping to uplift Maxxine, especially after what Chad Gable said earlier in the night, was so sweet

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becky won don't talk to me.

#becky lynch #wwe #liv #liv morgan

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yeah when liv said she was taking everything.. she meant that.

#wwe #wwe imagine #wwe x reader #wwe smut #rhearipley #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley smut #do #dominik mysterio imagine #dom #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio smut #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #liv #liv morgan x reader #liv morgan imagine #liv morgan

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aw i adore this so much!

Learn about Dominik Mysterio’s sleeping habits and more in the latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic Absolute Smokeshow.

Warnings for this section: Sleepwalking, somnophilia, hickies, cannabis mention

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 70 of ?): Demons In Her Dreams

Something made you startle awake. You weren’t sure what, or when you had fallen asleep, but one thing was undeniable, even in the darkness: Dom had somehow migrated away from Rhea when the three of you had been cuddling and was currently latched onto your arm like a koala.

On your other side, your girlfriend had one hand resting on your hair and the other arm swung loosely over your midsection.

Then, you heard what must have woken you up in the first place: Rhea mumbling in her sleep.

It was incoherent at first, muttered against the pillow. Then, she shifted her head suddenly and her fingers twitched, grabbing at the empty air.

“Leave ‘er ‘lone,” she huffed, shifting onto her other side with a heavy slump.

Then silence.

Just when you were starting to drift off to sleep again, Rhea yelled out your name and sprang up to a sitting position. You tried to sit up as well, to soothe her, but you were tethered to the bed as Dom kept holding onto you tightly.

“Rhe, I’m right here, it’s okay!” you tried to reassure her.

“Where did they go?” she asked, putting an arm in front of you to block an invisible foe, “I’m going to get them. I’ll get all of them if it means keeping you safe.”

“It was a nightmare, babe,” you told her gently, putting your free hand on her tense defending arm.

The realization seemed to hit Rhea gradually as she slowly relaxed her muscles.

“So you’re okay?” she checked, sounding less disoriented.

“I’m okay! We’re all safe; it’s just you, me, and Dom here. I would turn on the light and show you, but he doesn’t seem to want to part with my arm.”

The mattress shifted and a second later, Rhea was turning on her nightstand light with a click. Despite the raised voices and sudden light, Dominik was still fast asleep.

“Awww,” she cooed, stress dissipating from her face as she looked down at the two of you, “Yeah, he’s my sweet little koala when he gets tired.”

“Does he always sleep so heavily?” you asked, trying to slowly pull your arm from his grasp with more and more effort - and no results.

“Usually, no,” Rhea explained, “But after a show, a chase sequence, getting stoned, and having a threeway…”

You give an understanding nod, but your arm was asleep at this point and your girlfriend noticed your discomfort.

“I might have a way to get him to let go of you,” she began, standing up, “But I can’t promise he won’t start grabbing some other parts of you instead.”

“I just want my circulation back,” you groan, watching her move over to where Dom was.

Stretching and cracking her knuckles, Rhea looked as though she was preparing to do hard manual labor. Cozying up behind Dom, a mischievous look on her face, Rhea moved his shoulder and head to expose his neck. Then she bit down hard, keeping a hold on his hair as he started moaning - softly at first, until she started sucking on his skin and growling.

“Mami?” Dom whimpered, slowly releasing you to reach for her instead.

You winced as your arm felt the blood return like far too many pinpricks, the pain passing over you.

“How did you wander away from me, hm?” Rhea pulled away to ask Dom, “You were my cute little koala on the other side of the bed when I fell asleep.”

“Dunno,” he mumbled, touching a hand to his new hickey, “Sorry, Mami.”

“I’m not the one you should apologize to,” she said, nodding her head in your direction. You were currently trying to speed up the process of your arm waking up by curling your fingers into a fist and letting go, over and over.

“‘M sorry,” he said to you, rubbing his eyes, “Are you both awake ‘cause of me?”

“No, love, don’t worry,” Rhea muttered, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze, “Just relax - Mami’s here.”

It worried you that she hadn’t mentioned whatever nightmare she had woken up from, but rather than saying anything, you watched Rhea pick up Dom as if he didn’t weigh a thing and set him down on the other side of the bed again. She tucked him in, sat between the two of you, and stroked his hair until he fell back asleep.

“There,” Rhea whispered with finality, turning to look at you. Then, seeing the worry on your face, she asked, “What is it, gorgeous?”

“You woke up from a nightmare,” you said gently, watching her expression change, “It sounded like a lot. Do you want to talk about it?”

When she hesitated, you put your hand between the two of you, palm facing up. Giving you a small smile, Rhea took it and sighed.

“People were running after us. Trying to hurt you. Every time I looked back there were more of them and they kept getting faster,” she didn’t look at you as she spoke, but you could tell recalling the nightmare still scared her.

“You’re safe,” you told her, giving her hand a squeeze before pulling her into a hug, “I’m safe. No one is coming after us.”

Rhea hugged back tighter and you made a mental note to offer her a joint if and when she let go.

[end part seventy of ?]

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#wwe fanfiction #rhea ripley #the judgment day #rhea ripley x reader #dominik mysterio #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #the judgement day

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one word that could cure my depression. tits.

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It's free Palestine today, tomorrow, and every other day i will not stop saying that until we got a free Palestine

#free gaza #free palestine #palestine #fuck israel

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Don't forget about the Palestinians.

Don't forget about them now.

Don't forget about them tomorrow.

Don't forget about them in a week from now.

Don't forget about them in a month.

Don't forget them next year.

Don't forget them in 5 years.

When the history books start to update, don't let them put lies in there.

When documentaries come out, boycott the ones who call this a victory for Israel.

When books release talking about soldier's personal experiences with Palestine, remember the victims. Remember the truth.

Don't forget about what we've seen.

Don't forget about what we've heard.

Don't let them tell lies about Palestine.

Don't forget about the Palestinians when the world tries to make this go away.

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its not a trend

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It’s so sad that in order to get people to care about Palestine, we completely ignore the thousands of innocent men who have been killed in this genocide. We have to say “children”, or “women and children”, with slightly lower numbers, because the full death count is somehow seen as less tragic when we include men.

My heart aches for the innocent men of Palestine who have been slaughtered. You mattered just as much as anyone else. And for the men who are doing everything in their power to help their fellow Palestinians, we love and respect you. Thank you for all that you do.

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