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kyleoreillylover · 7 months

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𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ♡

Rhea Ripley x Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Reader

Summary: You lose your NXT Women’s title, and Rhea and Dom are here to pick up the pieces.

Warnings: Cursing, typical wrestling violence, anger, etc.

Word Count: 3,138

A/N: We all saw what happened on Raw, so I just wrote this as a lil comfort fic for myself. Hope you enjoy!

You shut your eyes as you held your side, trying to block out the sound of Becky Lynch’s music playing in the air, trying to ignore her standing over you, a smirk on her face as she held your title. That was yours! You were so close to winning, so close to putting Becky away and making her eat her words that she’d been spewing for the past few weeks, make her regret her stupidity by making this match an Extreme Rules match.

Just a couple minutes ago, both of you were fighting, and you wee bruised and beaten, blood gushing from your face. Becky wasn’t doing much better, her arm bleeding and her elbow was fractured early through the match when you hit it with a crowbar. You were fighting in the crowd, beating the absolute hell put of each other with kendo sticks and anything you can get your hands on.

You tried to fling the kendo stick at her again, but she dodged it, and it clattered onto the floor. Your eyes widened at the angry look she was giving you; like this was the beginning of the end and you knew if you wanted any chance at winning you needed to stay away from her direct line of fire.

You bolted down the stairs, taunting her to follow you and she gave into the bait, hurrying right behind you as the crowd got louder with anticipation, wanting her to beat your ass.

You rolled into the ring, maneuvering over the chairs sprawled out but you didn’t get very far because she punched you from behind, taking you down with hit after hit after hit, her anger consuming her as she beat you into the canvas. You laid there limp, your mind hazy until she got you to your feet, trying to set you up for the manhandle slam.

You panicked, pushing her away and kicking at her elbow to make some room between the two of you. She fell to the floor, yelling out in pain. You spotted your title next to you, still in the ring from when you tried to hit her with it before. You saw Becky starting to get up, and you knew it was now or never.

You slammed the title against her face the minute she stood up, following that up with a ddt on the chairs. She was knocked out, and you smirked as you went on top of her for the cover, ready to finally prove to her that you were the better women.

“1... 2... 3-” The ref was about to slam the mat for the three count when you felt yourself getting dragged out the ring. Your groaned when your body hit the floor hard, but anger overtook the pain. You had her beat!! Who the fuck did that?!

You got your answer when you looked up and saw no one other than Tiffany Stratton standing over you, a smirk on her face as she stared you down. “That is supposed to be my title!” She screamed at you, her high pitched voice grating on your ears. “It was supposed to be Me vs you! But you chose Becky, and now you’re gonna pay bitch.”

You stood up, making your way to her with the nastiest glare she’d ever seen on your face. “Don’t blame me because your an untalented blonde bitch who can’t wrestle to save her life!” Tiffany took a step back but it was too late, you punched the taste out of her mouth. She fell to the floor, clutching her cheek as she tried to get away from you. Clearly she didn’t think this through.

“Now you’re gonna pay, bitch!” You yelled at her, enjoying the look of fear on her face as you stalked her. She bolted for the ring, and you chased after her.

You were right on her heels, running into the ring determined to beat her plastic face in when you ran right into a steel chair striking you square in the face, sending a jolt of pain surging through your skull.

Your vision blurred for a moment as you stumbled backward, clutching your throbbing cheek. Becky had a wicked smirk on her face as you collapsed to the floor, the taste of blood lingering in your mouth. You had no strength left to defend yourself as she hit you on the head, in the ribs, anywhere she could get the chair on you, over and over again. Eventually she lifted you up, hitting the manhandle slam on you onto of the steel chairs.

You groaned when your back made contact with the chairs, barely able to see through the haze of pain as Becky covered you for the three-count, the cheers and boos of the crowd sounding like a distant echo. The referee's hand slapped the mat, and your heart dropped when you heard the bell ring.

You lost. Everything you've worked so hard for, everything you've wanted for so long, slipped through your hands in three seconds.

Three. Fucking. Seconds. The number repeated in your head over and over again as you left the ring, storming backstage. It's where Dominik found you, pushing past wrestlers and crew members yelling at the ones who gave you pitying looks. "What are you looking at?" You screamed at a screen tech, who froze in fear as you pushed past him.

"Baby!" He yelled, trying to get your attention. You heard him but you didn't turn to him, you couldn't bear to look at him and the look of disappointment and anger he would be wearing on his face. Why wouldn't he be disappointed in you? You just lost in the fucking main event to one of your biggest enemies, and now your title is in her dirty little hands. He was probably disgusted with you right now. And Rhea. God, Rhea was probably repulsed by you right now. You ignored him calling you and quickly made your way to the Judgment Day locker room.

Your fists clenched, and you threw anything within reach—chairs, bags, water bottles—across the room, all while cursing loudly. The sound of your frustration reverberated off the walls, and the locker room atmosphere grew tense. "Fuck!" you shouted, sending a chair flying across the locker room. "This should have been mine! I had her!"

"Mi vida, it's okay! You did your best," Dom finally found you and walked in, trying to console you, his voice gentle, but you whirled around, your eyes blazing with anger. "Okay?! Did you see what just happened out there? I lost! I let everyone down!" Your voice trembled with frustration and regret.

"You didn't let anyone down, mi amor! Especially not me!-"

"Stop lying Dom!" You spat at him, throwing another bag at the wall. "I fucked up, now you and Rhea can go leave me now that I don't have a title. So stop acting like you care!"

Dominik walked closer to you, eyebrows furrowed at your words. "I'm not fucking lying! I don't know who the hell told you this shit, but Rhea and I would never leave you, title or no title." He grabbed your hand before you could throw another bag, ignoring your glare and wrapping his arms around you. "Let go, Dominik!"

"You need to calm down, mi corazon!"

"You should listen to him." The two of you stopped arguing and looked in the direction of the voice. JD Mcdonagh was standing in front of the door, giving the both of you a wry smile.

"Excuse me?!" You asked him with a scowl. Who gave him the audacity to interrupt a clearly private moment between you and Dom?? Dominik tightened his arm around you, giving you a warning glance that you ignored. JD was either oblivious to your attitude to chose to ignore it, acting like he heard nothing from you.

"What do you want JD? We're busy here." Dominik asked with an exasperated sigh.

"I saw what happened out there love."

"So did thousands of fans here and at home. What's. Your. Point." You questioned him, your piercing stare making JD falter for a second before he continued again, and Dominik prayed he didn't say anything stupid. JD already had Priest almost beat him up, he didn't wanna add you to the list.

“I just wanted to tell you have nothing to be ashamed of, honestly." He walked closer to you, a sympathetic look on his face. "And that it's okay, everyone loses sometimes. Some more than others, but not everyone is good enough to win all the time," he said, and Dom facepalmed internally. He might've been Finn's friend, but god was he dumb as shit. Dominik knew this wouldn't end well.

You went silent for a moment, narrowing your eyes at him and removing yourself from Dominik so he didn't get hurt before you hurled a table across the room and advanced on JD, shoving him against the wall.

J.D. tried to stutter out an apology, but your angry glare cut him off. "Mind your own business!" you spat, your voice dripping with venom. "Stop getting in my business! Stop acting like you're a part of Judgment Day! You never will be, you short piece of—"

“Baby, calm down!” Dom stopped you, trying to hold you back before you killed JD. "Calm down, amor.” Dom urged, his voice soft but firm.

You glared at JD for a moment longer before finally letting him go and taking a deep breath, your anger wavering and the sadness you had been trying to ignore consuming your mind. Dom noticed the change in your demeanor and gently put his hand on your face, his fingers grazing your cheek. You looked up at him, and for a moment, all the anger and frustration melted away as you met Dominik's caring gaze. He wiped away a tear that had escaped your eye and whispered, "It's gonna be okay, mi vida. We're here for you, no matter what."

But you turned away, unable to accept his comfort just yet. You didn't deserve it. "I don't want to hear it, Dom," you muttered, your voice choked with disappointment. "I lost. That's all there is to it."

Dominik sighed, his heart aching for you. He knew you were taking this loss hard, and there was nothing he could say to make it better. But he couldn't stand seeing you like this. "I'm proud of you, you know," he said softly, his hand gently turning your face back toward him.

You shook your head, tears threatening to spill over again. "Don't, Dom. Please."

He gave you a disappointed sigh, but he didn't push you any further. "Come on, I'll wait out here, you grab your stuff and we'll go," he said, wanting to do nothing more than wrap you in his arms and take all your sadness away from you. You nodded, and he made his way out of the room while you got your stuff. He quickly pulled out his phone, texting Rhea, who was back at the hotel.

Rhea<3 Were gonna be at the hotel soon, mami. How bad is it, baby? I saw it on the TV. She didn't look okay. It's bad. She's not doing too good. Physically or mentally?

Both, but mostly mentally. I've never seen here like this. She's about to come out the locker room, see you later mami. I'm gonna kill both of those stupid pricks for hurting her. Drive safe, baby <3

You slid out the room, your bag in hand and a look Dominik couldn't read on your face. "You ready?" He asked, grabbing your bag from you. You nodded, and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, guiding you out of the room.

The drive was mostly silent, with you staring out the window, lost in your thoughts, and Dom stealing worried glances at you.

When you finally arrived at the hotel, you both entered the elevator in silence. You felt Dominiks stare burning a whole through your skin, but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes. You felt like you had let everyone down, especially Rhea. She had been your biggest supporter, and now you had lost the title she had helped you fight for.

The elevator doors opened, and you both made your way to your room. You hesitated for a moment in front of the door, not sure how to face Rhea. But Dom encouraged you to go in first, his hand on the small of your back leading you into the room. As you entered the hotel room, you were met with the sight of Rhea sitting on the couch, her eyes filled with worry. "Baby, are you okay?" Rhea rushed up to you, concern etched on her face. She reached out to check on your injuries, but you pulled away, unable to meet her eyes.

"Leave me alone, Rhea," you muttered, heading toward the bedroom, trying to avoid her touch and gaze. You were sure she was disappointed in you, and it hurt too much to face it.

Rhea followed you, eyes never leaving you as you avoided her gaze, "I know you're probably hating me right now," you muttered, your voice trembling. "You and Dom must be so disappointed. Just break up with me already; I know you want to."

Rhea's face fell, and she motioned for you to sit next to her. You hesitated but eventually sat down when she gave you the look that meant she wasn't playing around. She pulled you into her lap, wrapping her arms around you tightly. She examined the bruises on your face, her fingers gently tracing the marks. "That's not true," she whispered, her voice filled with a softness that few people heard her speak with. "I could never hate you, and we could never leave you, not for something like this. I love you, and I always will."

"I lost, Rhea. I lost the title," you mumbled against her skin, feeling defeated.

Rhea tilted your chin up, forcing you to look into her eyes. "And you'll win it back. I'm not mad at you, love. You did your best. It took two of those bitches to put you down." She stroked your cheek, her anger rising looking at the bruises on your beautiful skin. " I'm angry at Becky and Tiffany, and I promise you, I'll deal with them. But I couldn't never be mad at you, baby."

"But I-"

"No buts." Rhea cut you off, giving you a serious look and tightened her grip around you. "It's not your fucking fault, you hear me?" You nodded, but she shook her head at your action. "I need to hear words, love."

"It's...not my fault." Rhea knew you were still hurting and trying your best, so she didn't push you for more. She gave you a kiss on the cheek and glanced over at Dominik. The two shared a look, communicating without a word. Dominik quickly got up to your side and helped you up. "C'mon hermosa, you'll feel better with a bath. You wanna walk or you want me to carry you?" You didn't say anything, just walked into his arms, making the both of them chuckle as Dominik carried you to the bathroom, his strong arms making you feel safe.

He filled the tub with warm water and returned to help you undress, gently tending to your wounds and bruises. The warm water eased the pain, and you let out a sigh of relief as you sat down. As you soaked in the warm water, Dominik joined you, sitting behind you and gently massaging your shoulders to help ease the tension in your body.

Dominik carried you to the bed afterward, making sure you were comfortable. Rhea joined you on the bed, her fingers expertly massaging your tense muscles. You closed your eyes, feeling the tension slowly melt away under her touch.

"Go to sleep love. We'll be here when you wake up." Rhea whispered to you, stroking your back. You hummed back as answer, and Dominik smiled at your tired state and kissed your forehead. You smiled at the gesture and relaxed into Rhea's arms as you slowly went to sleep.

Rhea gently brought you into the covers, trying to not wake you as she tucked you into the bed. She made sure you were completely asleep before turning to Dominik, her voice changing from sweet to threatening. "I am going to kill Priest."

"Mami..."

"Don't mami me. Your injured. Finn's injured. He was supposed to be there for her. I told him to have her back, and he failed." Rhea hissed out, standing up and clenching her fists. She gave him one job, and he couldn't even do it. Didn't even show up. How pathetic.

Dom was quick to sit Rhea back down, trying to calm her anger down. "I know you're mad mami, I'm pissed off too. He left her hanging."

Dom held his hands out, and Rhea immediately slipped her hands in his slightly larger ones. He brought them to his lips and kissed them, relishing in the small smile Rhea gave him. "I know you want to deal with him, but please, for her sake... wait until Raw."

Rhea sighed, looking away and biting her lip in thought. Dom grabbed her face, gently turning her back to him, meeting her eyes.

She gave him a resigned look and nodded at him. "Fine. You're right, Dom Dom. I don't want to overwhelm her." She turned to you, staring at you sleeping peacefully, looking like every bit of the angel that you are. "But Monday, I'm putting him in his place, and you can't stop me. Got that?" Dom nodded, knowing he couldn't fight her on this even if he tried. Once she wanted to do something, she'd do it no matter what.

"You can deal with him, but you need to get some sleep first, mami." She nodded at him, getting up and going to the bathroom to change into her pajamas. She came back to the sight of Dominik already in his pajamas, sleeping soundly and cuddling into you. She smiled at the both of you before slipping into the bed as well onto your other side. She laughed when you immediately pulled her into you, Dominik stretching out his long legs and throwing it around both of your waists. She cuddled up to you as well, stroking your cheek as she watched the rise and fall of your chest.

Her anger rose as she looked over your bruises and your face swelling at all the hits you took. She forced herself to calm down for you and Dom, grounding herself by caressing your skin. She'd let sleep overtake her later, but as she looked at you, she promised herself one thing.

Everyone who hurt you was gonna pay.

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myluvrrhea · 2 months

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Can I request Poly! Judgement Day dealing with reader's pregnancy cravings?

Love Language

Pairings - Poly!Damian Priest , Rhea Ripley x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings - Just Fluff!!

Word count - 0.4k ( Super short )

NOT PROOREAD —are we suprised …

You woke up feeling both hungry and, disgusting. But that was Expected when you were expecting a baby. You turned to look if your partners were asleep , which they were, which made you groan. God you were hungry , what were you going to do? They were asleep and you were 5months pregnant, feeling like you could throw up any minute.

You tried getting out of both Damians and Rhea’s arms , but to no avail, you couldn’t. Their grip was just too strong. While trying to get up , you heard a groan from Rhea as you saw her eyes open. She yawned but stayed laying down.

“Rhea,” you called for her, to which she answered with a hm as she sat up on her elbows looked at your sleepy form.

“Can you get me something from the store,” she looked at you sternly.

“Please mami,” you knew that nickname did things to her. Which you used to your advantage at times. And at-last , she gave in. She groaned trying to fight off the sleepiness. Rubbing her eyes she started to speak.

“Fine , what did you need my love?” She asked you , rubbing your thigh.

You smiled knowing that was her weak spot. You her what you wanted as she went to put on sweatpants and a graphic tee. Heading downstairs a couple minutes later , and silently closing the door.Soon you heard Damian stirring in his sleep , as he finally woke up after a couple of minutes. He yawned as he looked to see you lying next to him , but Rhea nowhere in sight.

“Hi mi vida , how are you and the baby doing,” He asked , placing a kiss on your forehead.

“We’re alright Dame , Rhea went to get us some snacks from the store , she just went downstairs if you want to come with here,” You told him.

Just then , you heard Rhea open the door , heading towards the bed.

“I’ll see you four later , tell finn and Dom I love them and bye , love you guys,” she kissed your stomach and your forehead , as she gave Damian a peck on the cheek , as she left.

You heard Finn and Dominik start waking up. Yawning and rubbing their eyes , they turned to look at me and Damian.

“Goodmorning,” Dominik spoke rubbing his eyes

“Hi Dom , Hi finn,” You said goodmorning before opening your mouth to yawn.

“Dame can we watch tv?” You asked Damian as you heard the truck unlock.

“Of course mi Corazon, what do you wanna watch,” he asked

You spent time with Damian waiting on Rhea to get home , lying on Damian’s chest while the other 2 rubbed your arms to sooth you and the baby. You wanted to stay like this forever if you could.

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 25 days

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DOMINK DOMINK DOMINK FICS

●Dominik Mysterio x Reader●

Summary: Someone from Dom's past returns.

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*Y/N's POV*

Walking into gorilla looking at the tv seeing Dom and Rhea making their way to the ring, I take off my sweatshirt laying it on the chair. I watch the TV hearing Rhea talking about how there is no more women on the roster that can stand toe to toe with her. I fix my kickpads still watching the TV. This is my return to the ring since I was out with an injury and everything changed with Dom. One of the producers walks over to me and hands me a microphone. I grab it and tap on the top of it making sure it's on.

"Woah woah woah."

I walk out of the curtains as my music hits causing the crowd to cheer loudly for me. I do my pose at the top of the ramp than bring the microphone to my mouth as my theme song turns off. Rhea is standing against the ropes staring at me.

"Rhea. Rhea. Did you forget about me?"

I start walking down to the ring.

"Remember breaking my leg two years ago?"

I climb into the ring and look at her.

"Remember that? Yeah? Well now, I'm fully healed.... and coming for you."

I get in her face and she gets in mine. I bring the microphone up to my mouth.

"Also seems like someone's little Dom Dom has seen a ghost."

I throw the microphone on the mat as Rhea turns around, walks over to Dom and lightly slaps his face. Dom shakes his head and looks at her. I grab Rhea's arm, whip her around and go to hit her with a forearm. She ducks, rolls out of the ring and I hit Dom in the jaw really hard. He falls on the mat and I turn towards Rhea walking up the ramp. I pull Dom over to the corner, climb up to the top rope and do a moonsault landing on Dom. I stand up, lean against the ropes and point at Rhea.

"You're next!"

She shakes her head no and I push Dom out of the ring. She grabs him as I celebrate with the crowd. They make their way to the back and the show goes to commercial. I climb out of the ring and make my way to the back.

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*In my locker room*

Taking my kickpads off, I hear someone start banging on my door. I look at the door confused, walk over to it and open it seeing Dom standing there with his arms crossed.

"What do you want?"

He pushes past me into my locker room and I roll my eyes closing the door.

"What was that out there Y/N? You clocked me in the jaw than hit me with a moonsault?"

"I was making a statement to your Mami."

"But I mean you really hit me hard. My mouth was bleeding."

"Does the baby boy need to go see a doctor? Do I have to hold your hand while they check on you?"

I say this in a mocking voice and he walks over to me, getting in my face.

"Stop. Right now."

"What are you gonna do about it?"

He raises an eyebrow looking down at me and I smirk looking up at him crossing my arms. He puts both of his hands on the sides of my face looking down at me.

"God I have missed you and your smart mouth."

"Again, what are you gonna do about it?"

He smirks, leans down and kisses me hard. I kiss him back just as hard and run my hands up his shoulders to his neck. We start making out as I run my fingers through his hair. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me over to the couch. He lays me on the couch and starts moving his lips down my neck as I play with his hair. We don't hear the locker room door open as he continues kissing my neck.

"Woah! What did we walk in on?"

I gasp pushing Dom off of me seeing Damian and Finn standing in the doorway. Dom stands up, clears his throat and looks over at them. I gulp and fix my shirt looking down at the ground.

"Ummm Dom, we came looking for you because we have an interview soon."

"But seems like he is pretty busy, huh?"

Finn hits Damian's arm and laughs.

"Guys, get out! I will be there in a minute."

Damian and Finn laugh while walking out of the locker room. I look up at Dom as he leans down to be face to face with me.

"To be continued tonight. I will text you."

He kisses me one last time and makes his way out of my locker room......

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imaginexwwe · 11 months

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NOT GOING ANYWHERE - Dominik Mysterio

REQUESTED - DOMINIK MYSTERIO X FEM READER WITH "IM NOT GIVING UP ON YOU"

BY - @micheleamidalajedi

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Dominik starts to worry that his work is starting to take a toll on his relationship with girlfriend Y|N

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Dominik sighed looking down at the text he had typed up to his girl, Y|N contemplating if he should send finally send it.

Or spend another thirty minutes trying to think of another way to re-word it.

But he knew it didn't matter how many times he deleted and retyped the text he had to send.

Canceling is still canceling.

And unfortunately for the woman he had to send the text to, Dominik had to cancel plans they had.

Again.

"You're ready?" Dominik heard his tag partner for his upcoming match, Damien Priest, ask quickly getting a nod from Dominik.

"Yeah." He replied, tapping send.

I just hope she understands, Dominik thought to himself.

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A few days later Dominik paced around around the bedroom of his and Y|N's shared apartment.

He had been home for a few hours while his girl had been out.

And had decided to spend his time decorating their bedroom with rose petals and candles.

Upon hearing noise from the locks on the front door, soon followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

Dominik stopped his nervous pacing, to bend down picking up the massive bouquet of red roses he'd had made for Y|N.

I hope she's not too pissed, he couldn't help but think still worried from the fact that he had to cancel important plans he had made with her.

"Dominik." He heard Y|N call out. "Babe."

"In the bedroom." Dominik responded.

Y|N's footsteps were heard as she quickly made her way up the stairs and to their bedroom.

A surprised look on her face as she took in the way Dominik had set their room up.

"Babe..." She said, a smile forming on her lips. "What's all this? And how are you here?" Y|N asked, coming closer to him. "I thought I was picking you up later tonight from the airport."

"I was able to get a earlier flight."

Y|N nodded, coming even closer to give Dominik a quick, yet tender kiss on his lips, a smile still visible on her face. "You should've said something, Dom. I would've been there to meet you when you landed."

"I know." Dominik nodded, a smile now on his face also. "But it gave me time to set this up."

Dominik had known with Y|N's classes at the college near by she would be away.

And so when he found out he could get an earlier flight than the one he originally had, he quickly made a few changes.

It all played out perfectly, as Dominik was able to have a few hours at home alone to set up the rose petals and candles before his fiance got back home.

"Are those for me?" Y|N asked, with a giggle as she pointed to the bouquet Dominik had forgotten he was holding.

"Oh, yeah." Dominik chuckled, extending his arms to give Y|N the roses.

"Mmm..." Y|N moaned, as she brought the roses to her nose, taking in the sweet aroma they gave off. "What did I do to deserve this?" She asked, looking back up at Dominik.

Dominik shook his head smiling. "You didn't do anything babe." He replied, his smile slowly dissapearing from his face. "It's more of what I did that I felt I needed to make up for."

"What did you do?"

"A few days ago."Dominik replied, giving Y|N a confused look. "I had to miss our first anniversary."

Again, Y|N giggled, leaning up to give Dominik another kiss. "Dom, you had to work. I understood that." She replied, looking up at him. "I'm sure there's going to be another anniversary you might have to miss and it upsets me, yeah. But I understand babe. You don't have a regular career. You have a career that requires a lot of traveling and you can't just always be off on days you want." She finished, placing the bouquet on the bed, and reaching out to take Dominik's hands into her smaller ones. "I get it."

Dominik pulled Y|N into a tight embrace, giving her a kiss on her head.

How did he become so lucky?

"I was worried all week that I was going to come home and you'd be pissed and ready to leave me." He admitted with a chuckle.

"I can't be pisssd at something that's out of your control." Y|N replied, as she shook her head. "I'm not leaving you, babe." She spoke again, looking up at him. "Leaving would be giving up and I'm not giving up on you. On us." Y|N said with a smile.

Dominik nodded, still smiling down at her. "I love you, baby."

"I love you more, Dom."

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HOPE YOU ENJOYED AND THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN A REQUEST ❤

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ametrinearrows · 6 months

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Win For Her

Dominik had always been passionate about wrestling. Growing up, he had watched his father, the legendary Rey Mysterio, dazzle the WWE Universe with his acrobatics and charisma. Now, as a rising star in the company, Dominik found himself on a similar path, but with an unexpected twist - he had fallen in love with YN YLN, Triple H's niece, who had become one of the biggest supporters he’s ever had.

YN had wrestling in her blood, just like Dominik. She had grown up around the business, listening to her uncle's stories, and watching the greats like The Rock, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and of course, her favorite, Triple H, make their mark. When she and Dominik started dating, it was as if fate had brought them together. Their shared passion for the squared circle was the glue that bound their hearts, among other things.

Every week, YNN would be in the audience, watching Dominik's matches with bated breath. She could see the dedication and hard work he put into each performance, and she was proud of how much he had grown as a wrestler. Dom, in turn, knew she was watching and wanted to make her proud with every move he made in the ring. In his head, he was only performing for her.

One evening, after a successful match on RAW, Dominik found himself backstage, catching his breath and wiping the sweat from his brow. Finn Balor approached him with a congratulatory pat on the back. "Great job out there, man. You're really making a name for yourself."

The younger man smiled, grateful for the support of his peers. But as he looked over Finn's shoulder, he saw YN standing there with her uncle. She was beaming with pride, and her eyes were fixed on him as she carried on the conversation with Hunter.

Feeling a surge of motivation, Dom turned his attention back to Finn and said, "Thanks, dude. I appreciate it." He gestured toward YN with his head before continuing, "I can't let her down."

The Irishman followed Dominik's gaze and nodded knowingly. "I get it, man. She's your biggest fan, and she believes in you. Keep doing what you're doing, and you'll make her proud every time you step into that ring. I don’t think she could ever not be proud of you."

Dominik's heart swelled with determination. He knew that no matter how tough the competition got or how challenging the road ahead was, he had YN's unwavering support. With a renewed sense of purpose, he headed over to where YN and Triple H were standing. When he finally got up to the duo, they stopped talking.

“Oh, am I not worthy of being a part of the conversation?” he questioned playfully as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

YNN shook her head. “No. Not at all. Hearing someone brag about you gives you too much of an ego.”

Hunter laughed at his niece’s comment. “Your aunt used to say the same thing about me.”

“Because it was true,” she said in a humorous voice. “I don’t remember a whole lot from back then, since I was a legit child, but I do remember that. Walking around like you own the place because one person said, ‘Triple H is the best there ever was’ or ‘Helmsley sure knows what he’s doing’. That was all it took.”

“You would know the feeling if you would get in the ring and spare with someone.” her uncle noted.

The YEC-eyed girl shook her head once more. “Nah, I'm good with just watching.”

Dom placed his head on her shoulder and asked, “Why not?”

“I hurt myself enough on my own. I don’t need a colleague to do it for me. Hard pass.” The three of them shared a good laugh at her statement. It was hard for either Dominik or Triple H to argue that point.

Even if YN didn’t wrestle, she was a great support system for the two of them. Dom was grateful to have her by his side and knowing that she always had his back no matter what move he made gave him the strength to keep going.

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thatpumpkinmf · 1 month

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I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

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allmyn1ghts · 5 months

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Can I pls have Dominik Mysterio x Fem reader where they confess their feelings for each other in the rain with the prompts "I didn't know people like you existed" + "I wasn't expecting you to change my life... but you did"? Make it fluffy!

confessions in the rain ༘⋆✿

Dominik Mysterio x fem!reader

synopsis: you and dom finally confess those hidden feelings :)

warnings: none! just fluff and some cursing

wc: 871

a/n: thank you for this super cute request, I hope I did it justice! enjoy, love! <3

Dominik was your best friend and the man you've been swooning over the past year.

A year ago you couldn't stand the thought of him or the rest of The Judgement Day. You felt that their presence every Monday night was just… annoying to say the least. But, After many many many attempts at getting you to join, you finally gave in. Rhea was the one who convinced you.

“C'mon y/n think about all the opportunities we could get you! You could be the next Women’s Champion. I've seen how hard you've been working for that opportunity. Let JD help you.”

"Fine, but if you guys screw me over, it's not gonna be pretty"

"Now why would we do that y/n?" she says with her signature smirk

So here you are now, the women's Champion, with the four people you now consider family. Shortly after joining, you realized that they weren't that terrible after all. And that's also when you stopped seeing Dom as a nuisance and saw him as the sweet and caring person he truly is. Out of everyone, you and Dom were the closest. The two you just clicked, always together, whether it be ringside supporting each other or just chilling, y'all were inseparable. Your little crush on Dom didn't go unnoticed either. The group often teased you when Dom wasn't around.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Shut up Preist, I wasn't even looking at him”

“Sure”

“Finn, have you seen Dom? I gotta talk to him before his match”

“Nope, I haven't seen your little boyfriend, I'm surprised you don't know where he is.”

“Ha ha very funny, thanks for your help.”

“Anytime love!”

Each day your feelings for him grew and you only hoped he felt the same. Telling him the truth was always on your mind. Could it possibly ruin the friendship you have with him? Maybe. but, you never know unless you try… right? Yeah, that wasn't an option at the moment.

After an eventful Raw, it was time for everyone to get back to the hotel. Everyone seemed to have left already except for you and Dom. It was weird, the five of you guys usually always left together. “You whipped some major ass out there!’ you complimented Dom as the two of yall packed up. “You think so? Felt like I didn't give my best tonight.” he shrugs. “Dom you always give a good show, dont doubt it.” He smiles at your comment. “Now cmon, I think the cab is here” You wrap an arm around his neck and head towards the exit. What you didn't know is that one, it was raining, and two, once you exit, you can't get back in.

“Oh shit! I didn't know it was gonna be pouring out here,” you said running toward the door. You attempted to open the door. “What the…” you tried again. “Dom I think we're stuck out here…” You begin to anxiously laugh at the situation. “You know this is your fault right” You look at Dom like he has two heads. “My fault?! How was I supposed to know it was gonna be pouring out and-” “Relax y/n, I'm just fucking with you” he laughs at your mini outburst.

“You're an asshole, you know that right?” the uncomfortable feeling of being wet starting to sink in.

“An asshole you looove”

“Yeah right, in your dreams”

The two of you laugh and settle into a comfortable silence.

Dom notices you start to shiver. “Here take my jacket” He handed it to you and you put it on quickly. “Thanks” you smile to yourself. Little acts like this is what made you fall in love with him, if only you could tell him that. Minutes pass by still waiting for transportation, and the two of you switch between looking at your phones or watching the rain fall peacefully. Dom decides to break that comfortable silence.

“Y/n can I tell you something?”

“Of course, what's up”

He turns to look down at you. “I don't know why I have this sudden urge to tell you this but fuck it,” you look at him confused. “Y/N I like you, a lot." Oh? Oh. "Even before you joined JD, when you hated my guts. You're- you're just so perfect, and funny, and beautiful and I can't explain what you do to me, but I love it. I didn't know people like you existed. You mean a lot to me and I don't even know if you feel the same b-” You cut him off, putting your hand on his wet cheek, and smile. “Dom, I've had the biggest crush on you for months now. I'm surprised you didn't notice! He stares at you baffled. "You're lying" "I swear!" Laughs come from both of you, he leans in, kissing you softly. He's the one to break the kiss. “I wasn't expecting you to change my life... but you did" You give him the biggest smile, and as you begin to respond to him, you are interrupted by the sound of a car horn. It's Rhea, Finn, and Damien all smiling at the two of you from the car.

“About damn time!” Damien says.

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pandorasfavorite · 17 days

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Irony

AN: Missionary so I can ask if he’s mad at me 😛. I’m in a writers block (I’ll try and post more later)

You were under Dominik while he was slowly rocking into you deeply. His hands were holding your thighs and he was looking at you with desire as always. Though despite his groans and praises from pleasure, recent events had you questioning him. Dominik had gotten upset with you earlier…you got snippy with him and he took it to heart. You apologized and he seemed to accept that with a deep passionate kiss and a slap to your ass.

Though that was 3 hours ago and it still didn’t seem right to you. Maybe it was a bit of guilt on your part. Now Dominik is lost in a blissful haze and his hips are rolling to hit deep inside of you in the most perfect way. You moan and grip his arm harshly but you still had to ask, “Are you mad at me?”. Dominik didn’t even seem to register what you said completely considering he leaned down to kiss and slide his tongue at the bottom of your stomach. “What’d you say Mami?”, he mumbles in a raspy sex driven voice that makes you soaked. You gasp and choke back a moan, “Are you mhm mad at me?”.

Dominik stops thrusting and stops all his movements all together. You instantly miss the way he was slowly but surely about to get you off; and you hated that you ruined it. Dominik eyes are wide in disbelief and he almost smiles at the irony of the situation. He looks down and then to you, “Baby, I’m literally all the way inside of you right now, why would I be mad?”. Well that much is true. You shrug and bite the inside of your cheek (which Dominik notices because he taps the side of your mouth to stop you). Dominik gives you a quizzical look and he won’t move until you tell him what’s going on.

“Earlier you were mad at me”, you remind him while shifting in your spot. “Fuck”, Dominik whispers; the feeling was a reminder of how good you felt. Nonetheless he shakes his head and starts to rub your clit with his thumb, “I wasn’t mad”. Now Dominik was denying it? You couldn’t help but arch up into the sensation, “You were upset at least”. He clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes; “Not anymore Mi Amor, can I finish fucking you dumb? Be my good girl”

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kyleoreillylover · 6 months

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Hii ! I love your works it's just so amazing!! Can I request a Dominik mysterio x reader and it's just fluff please?

Snuggles ➶ 🖤

Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and the rest of the Judgment Day have 2 things to do: Annoy the Bloodline and conduct business with them. But Dominik wants to add a third thing on the list, snuggling with you and not letting you go.

A/N: Thank you for your kind words, I'm so glad you love my works!! I hope this is all the fluff you wanted and is up to your standards lol. Hope you all enjoy! Also if you want to be added to a tag list for any future works I write, let me know in the comments!!

Warnings: Arguing (but it's just Jimmy and Solo lol), Mentions of drinking, etc.

You laughed with the rest of Judgment Day as you walked down the dimly lit hallway, Dominik's arm draped casually over your shoulder as the four of you made your way towards the Bloodline's locker room.

"How mad you think they're gonna be when they come back?" You giggled, leaning into Dominik's touch as you stepped closer to the locker room door.

"Stupidly mad." Rhea grinned, eyes flickering to the sticker on the door reading 'Bloodline Only.' She chuckled, nudging Finn, making him bring the keycard out Paul Heyman so graciously gave you all.

"That's half the fun of it. Can't wait to see Jimmy's stupid face when he sees us." Finn cackled, unlocking the door with a soft click.

"And Solo's face too, how did you get Paul to keep his mouth shut?" Damien turned to you and Rhea as you walked in the room, giving Dominik a smile when he pushed you in front of him and let you pass him first.

"Let's just say me and Rhea are very convincing." You answered as you all took in the room. The wide TV playing highlights from earlier matches, plush amenities on the tables, a dressing room area with neatly organized suitcases and gear, and comfortable chairs scattered around.

"Damn, this is fancy." Dominik whistled, bringing you to the plush couch and settling down, pulling you into his lap. "Cozy too," he added, wrapping his arms around you.

Rhea plopped down on a chair, crossing her legs as Finn and Damien looked around. "Jesus, he really is obsessed with himself." She commented, eyes on the pictures of Roman lining the walls.

You giggled at her words, nestling your head in Dominiks shoulder, your legs around his waist. "I think he has some sort of ego kink."

Dominik and Rhea laughed with you, Dominiks hands scratching gently down on your back as Finn let out a low whistle, walking over to the table and inspecting the snacks laid out.

"Look at all this! We've got to come here more often." Finn tossed a bag of chips to Damien, making him catch it with a smile. "Anyone up for some snacks while we wait?"

"Now you're speaking my language, man." Damien chuckled, catching the bag of chips and settling down on the couch next to you and Dom.

"So, how long do you reckon until they're done?" Rhea asked, leaning back in her chair, her boots propped up on a nearby table.

Finn sat down, eating his chips and shrugging. "You know Jimmy likes to gloat, and Solo is not far behind, so probably a while." Finn replied between bites. "But Paul said he wouldn't keep us waiting long."

You picked your head up from Dominik's shoulder, trying to keep a laugh from bubbling out when he tried to bring your head back turning to Finn.

"So, we've got some time to kill, huh?" You grinned, glancing around the room. You eyed the TV, the snacks, and then Dominik. "Wanna watch some Netflix while we wait for those goons?"

Dominik chuckled, his arms still securely around you. "Sounds good to me. What do you feel like watching?"

Rhea smiled mischievously at you, grabbing the TV Remote. "Wanna watch some horror then while we wait?"

Damien smirked, leaning back comfortably in his chair. "I'm game." Finn nodded, grabbing another bag of chips. "Horror it is."

You cuddled further into Dominik's arms, and he wrapped his arms tighter around you, smiling down at you.

"If you get scared, I'll protect you," he teased, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You rolled your eyes playfully, kissing his cheek in return. "Think it'll be the other way around." You joked as the movie played on the TV.

And the waiting game began.

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After 30 minutes, Jimmy, Solo, and Paul were all heading to the locker room after their brawl with LA Knight and John Cena. Jimmy was fuming after being attacked, slamming the door open since he is in front of everyone.

"What the hell is this!?" Jimmy walks in to the sight of the 5 of you having matching smirks on your face as he yelled at you.

"What's wrong?" Solo walks in the room after hearing the yelling, peering inside to see you sprawled onto the couch, Finn and Damien sitting side by side as Dominik playing with a llama with his head in your lap as you ran your fingers through his hair, your legs in Rhea's lap.

"That's no way to treat a guest, Jimmy." You pouted, smiling innocently at him. Rhea mirrored your smile, raising an eyebrow at him.

"She's right, Jimmy. Thought you'd have better hospitality." Rhea remarked with faux disappointment.

"Ya'll are in the wrong locker room! Get the hell out!" Jimmy snarled, pointing angrily at the door.

"We're actually right where we belong, mate." Finn smirked, taking a casual bite of a chip. "Isn't that right?" Damien smirked and nodded. "You're completely right, Finn."

Dominik looked up from his lama , grinning at an angry Jimmy. "And this is a really nice place, we're definitely gonna come here more often, aren't we guys?"

Jimmy's face turned bright red with rage, and he crosses the room and stepped in front of you guys.

"What are you even doing here?" He questioned with a scowl. "Solo, get them out!"

"Oh, Paul didn't tell you?" You glanced at Paul, who had entered the room behind Jimmy. He looked sheepish, avoiding eye contact.

"Oops, our bad. Must've slipped his mind," you said with mock innocence, earning a chuckle from Finn.

"Solo, there will be no need for that." Paul stopped Solo, placing a calming hand on his shoulder.

"They're here as guests. I may have forgotten to mention it, but they're perfectly welcome."

"Exactly. Paul invited us here to conduct some business under Roman's orders" Rhea explained, her voice turning serious as she looked at Jimmy. "So, unless you want to mess with your dear Tribal Chief, I suggest you calm down and show us some respect."

Jimmy's jaw dropped in disbelief. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You've got to be kidding me..."

Solo, still seething with anger, glared at all of you. "This is ridiculous."

"Why didn't you tell us!" Jimmy turned his anger onto Paul, who gaped at him for a moment before clearing his throat. It was very entertaining.

"I must've slipped my mind, my apologies," Paul stammered, clearly trying to save face. You snickered alongside the rest of your friends at the sight.

"Looks like the Judgment Day will be staying a bit longer, then," Finn chimed in, looking far too pleased with the situation.

"Which means the rest of you need to leave. Rhea and I only need to speak to Paul, so the rest of you can go." You spoke up, still running your fingers through Dominik's hair, his head perking up at the sound of your voice.

"Exactly. So, why don't you show the gentleman out?" Rhea suggested, giving Jimmy and Solo a pointed look.

Jimmy immediately protested, shaking his head and glaring at you all. "Ain't no way we leaving. Ya'll need to get your asses outta my room!"

Damien stood up at his tone, crossing his arms over his chest and sizing Jimmy up. "Listen to the ladies. Leave, or we'll make you two leave."

Jimmy backed up when Damien took a step forward, knowing Damien could easily snap him in half.

Dominik smirked at the confrontation, lifting his head from your lap. "Yeah, Jimmy, we wouldn't want you to get hurt in your own locker room, now would we?" He teased, his playful tone only making Jimmy more furious.

Jimmy was about to explode with anger, but Paul grabbed his arm, holding him back.

"Jimmy, this is under Tribal Cheifs orders, very specific orders. And you know Roman doesn’t want his business being messed with. and you wouldn’t want to mess with that and make the chief mad and have to face the consequences, would you? Paul warned him in a serious tone, fearful of what would happen if he messed up Roman's plans.

Jimmy finally relented, rolling his eyes but he knew he couldn't go against the Tribal Chief's orders.

"Fine, but this ain't over," Jimmy grumbled, glaring one last time at all of you before storming out of the room, Solo following him with a huff.

“You guys okay to be okay alone with Paul?” Damien asked you and Rhea once they left, Dominik perking up at the question.

“You sure you don’t need us for backup, hermosa?” Dominik discarded the llama and picked his head up from your lap and sat up in concern, tightening his grip on you.

You smiled at Dominik, patting his cheek affectionately. "We'll be fine, Dom, Paul isn't going to bite us," you reassured him, rubbing his back soothingly.

Rhea gave him a smile, fist-bumping him. "Besides, it's just business talk. We'll catch up with you guys in a bit."

Dominik reluctantly nodded, still looking a bit concerned but trusting your judgment. "Alright, but you owe me snuggles.” He kissed your nose, making you giggle.

“I promise, I'll make it up to you," you replied with a wink, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

Dominik melted into your kiss and stood up, stretching before looking at the others. "Let leave the ladies to their business then."

The rest of Judgment Day followed Dominik's lead and made their way out of the locker room, leaving you and Rhea alone with Paul.

“Now that everyone is gone…” Rhea picked up on your tone, finishing the sentence you had started. She leaned forward, a serious expression on her face. “Let’s get down to business.” Paul sat down in front of you two, gulping at the looks on you and Rhea’s faces, your glares making him nervous.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. “Of course ladies, let’s discuss our deal.”

You and Rhea exchanged a knowing glance, then turned your attention back to Paul. “But first, you need to do something for us.” Rhea began, glare never leaving her face.

Paul swallowed hard, nodding. “Whatever you ladies need, just name it.”

You leaned forward, your eyes locked onto Paul's. “We need you to acknowledge us.”

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You and Rhea made your way out the room, smiling to each other as you spotted the boys waiting for you in the hallway.

Dominik immediately walked up to you, wrapping his arms around you, and planting a soft kiss on your lips. "How did it go in there?"

You grinned, placing a hand on his cheek. "Perfect. We got what we needed, trust me.”

Rhea dabbed up Finn and Damian. “We’ve got Paul right where we want him, and Jimmy and Solo will be at our beck and call at your tag team match on Monday.”

Dominik squeezed you a little tighter in his embrace. "That's my girl," he said with a proud smirk.

Finn grinned at Rhea’s words, giving you both a proud smile. “Nice work, ladies. Cody and Jey won’t know what hit them.”

Damien smirked confidently, looking at one half of tag team championships around his waist. “With Paul under our thumb and The Bloodline wrapped around our fingers, we're unstoppable."

You smiled, feeling the sense of accomplishment wash over you.

“Now we can party!”

Damien's eyes lit up at your words. "Hell yeah, let's celebrate!" He hollered, clapping you on the back.

Finn hollered with him, "Bet none of you can't drink more than me!"

Dominik scoffed, his arm around your waist. "You can barely drink more than me, Finn."

Damien chuckled at their words, "Says the lightweight. You guys aren't on my level."

"Newsflash, none of you idiots can't drink as much as me." Rhea butt in with a smirk, wrapping an arm around Finn's shoulder.

The three bickered while walking out of the arena, you and Dominik sharing a look as you trailed behind them.

"They are so gonna get drunk."

You chuckled, leaning into Dominik's side as you watched your friends argue about who could handle their alcohol better. "Wanna bet on who's gonna throw up first?"

"Definitely you." You gasped playfully, swatting his chest. "That is so not true!"

Dominik gave you a knowing look. ""I've seen you after a couple of drinks, mi amor. You start giggling like crazy, and then you get all lovey-dovey. And then 9 times out of 10 you get sick."

You rolled your eyes, pouting dramatically. "That is not going to happen!"

Dominik chuckled, his arm tightening around you. "I'll believe it when I see it, cariño."

You let out a mock huff, narrowing your eyes at him. "I'm gonna prove you wrong, I promise you that."

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You, in fact, did not prove him wrong.

You stumbled into your hotel room later that night, giggling uncontrollably, with Dominik supporting you as you leaned on him.

"See, I told you," Dominik teased, helping you sit down on the bed. "You can't handle your liquor, mi amor."

"No, I am handling it! I'm handling it reallllyy welllll." you protested, though your words were slurred. Maybe you shouldn't have challenged Rhea as to who could take the most shots. She always wins.

Dominik had an amused smile on his lips as he watched you attempt to take off your shoes, which you managed to do after a few attempts.

"Yeah, you're a definitely handling it reallyyyy welllll." he teased, kneeling down to help you with the other shoe. You pouted, looking at him with glassy eyes.

"You're mean, babe. I thought you were on my side."

He chuckled, finishing with your shoes and then standing up. "I am on your side, cariño. I'm just messing with you."

You gave him a playful scowl, then suddenly your mood shifted, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a sloppy, affectionate kiss. "I love you, Dom," you slurred.

Dominik couldn't help but laugh at your sudden shift in mood. He wrapped his arms around you and returned the kiss, his lips slow but sweet against your own in a gentle manner, not wanting to overwhelm you in your current state. "I love you too, mi amor," he whispered against your lips before planting another sweet kiss on them.

You melted into the kiss, feeling a warmth wash over you, and the dizziness from the alcohol seemed to fade away for a moment. Dominik's tenderness always had that effect on you, making you forget anything and everything but him and his touch.

He pulled away slightly, resting his forehead against yours. "Feeling a bit better now, cariño?" Dominik asked, his voice soft and full of affection.

You nodded slowly, a content smile on your face. "Much better now," you replied, your voice still a bit slurred but your gaze clear and focused on Dominik's. "You always make me feel better, Dom."

Dominik's heart swelled with love at your words, and he gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face. "And I always want to make you feel that way."

You smiled, your drunken state his words mean that much more to you. "You're the best, Dom," you whispered, pulling him into another sweet kiss, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Dominik returned your kiss with the same tenderness, his heart overflowing with his love for you. But when you grabbed the back of his head to try and deepen it, he gently pulled back. "As much as I'd love to, cariño, you've had enough to drink for one night."

You pouted playfully, protesting, "But I want you, Dom." He chuckled, his eyes full of adoration.

"I want you too, mi amor, but I want you to remember it."

You sighed dramatically, falling back onto the bed with your arms outstretched." But I need you. Like really need you."

Dominik laughed at your dramatic self and crawled onto the bed next to you, propping himself up on one elbow as he looked down at you. "You'll have me, cariño, just not right now." He leaned down and planted a soft, lingering kiss on your lips. "You need some rest. We can have each other tomorrow."

You sighed contentedly after the sweet kiss, your eyes fluttering with a sense of warmth. "Fine, tomorrow," you mumbled, snuggling into Dominik's side, your hand finding his, fingers entwining and almost falling asleep on his chest.

"Baby, as much as I want to cuddle with you, you need to change first." Dominik gently reminded you, trying to stifle a chuckle at your intoxicated state.

"Don't wanna get up." You giggled, nuzzling your face into his chest. "Too comfy with you, Dom.Y ou smell so good."

Dominik couldn't help but laugh softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I know, mi amor, but we can cuddle after you change. You'll still be comfy with me, I promise."

You didn't let him go, moving even closer to him. "Carry me, babe."

Dominik chuckled, finding your request absolutely adorable. He wrapped his arms around you, lifting you up gently and cradling you in his arms as he stood. "You're lucky you're so cute," he teased, making his way to the bathroom with you in his arms.

He helped you brush your teeth and get changed, and then carried you back to bed, wrapping you up in the cozy blankets. Dominik joined you, pulling you close, and you snuggled against his chest.

"You promised me snuggles, remember?" Dominik playfully reminded you, smiling as you nodded sleepily, your eyelids heavy as you nestled even closer to Dominik's warmth. "I didn't forget, Dom. You give the best snuggles."

You sighed contentedly, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. "I love you." Dominik smiled, holding you close. "I love you too, mi amor. Sweet dreams."

"You promise I can have you tomorrow?" You asked, your eyes half-closed, your voice soft and dreamy.

"I promise," Dominik replied, kissing your forehead as his fingers gently tracing patterns on your back as you started to drift off to sleep. "You can have all of me tomorrow, every moment, cariño. Goodnight."

You smiled sleepily, feeling completely safe and loved in Dominik's arms. "Can't wait."

Dominik watched with a smile as you drifted off to sleep, holding you close and whispering sweet nothings until his eyes grew heavy.

He pulled you even closer before he succumbed to sleep, finally relaxed and content, getting all the snuggles he wanted.

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myluvrrhea · 2 months

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Hiyaaaa I read your judgement day, reader (platonic), and I fell in love. I was thinking we could get something similar, but instead they're comforting the reader after a massive fight with their partner.

(btw I just found Ur page and I'm already in love) ❤️💖

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Pairings - The Judgment day x Reader (Platonic)

Word Count - 0.6k

Warnings - Hurt/Confort , Angst , Fluff at the end

NOT PROOFREAD

You felt yourself grow exhausted as you and what seemed to be the love of your life had been arguing for what seemed to be hours. Silence had filled the room but was once again filled with the sound of yelling. Tears were falling down your cheeks as you let what he was saying sink in. But You felt your heart stop at a particular thing they had said.

“God if I knew how emotional you would be I wouldn’t have gotten into a relationship with you. I mean look at you, you crying for what? Your so fragile , grow up” A thick silence had grown between you two , as you thought about what he had said.

You ran put of the bedroom door, hearing them call you name, but not following you. You grabbed your purse as you opened the door. You unlocked the car door , getting in and shutting the car door. You felt your face grow warm , as hot tears overflowing your eyes. And Soon enough , hot tears flowed down your face.

A question that lingered in your mind as you sat in the car. Where would you go? You knew you could go to Zelina’s house , she didn’t live too far. But you didn’t want to bother anyone with your problems. You sat there , trying to cool yourself off from the emotions that seemed to be spinning in your head. You snapped out of your thoughts , as you heard your phone ring. It was Rhea. You

Contemplated on picking it up , but didn’t want Rhea or any one of that sort to feel bad for you.

A couple minutes had gone by of your driving when you had gotten another call from the judgment day group chat. They had been bugging you for a while now , and you wanted to answer. You did. But you didn’t want them to see you like this. Makeup and mascara smeared. But you knew you’d have to face them.

You finally answered the call , feeling all your sadness and anger dissolve with the sound of Dominik’s and Rhea’s voices.

“Hey we were wondering if you wanted to go to a restaurant with us?” Dominik asked.

You sniffed as you began wiping your face with wipes that you found in your car. This didn’t go unnoticed as you heard total silence on the other side of the phone.

“I don’t know guys maybe another time.” You answered. Your voice was stuffy and congested from the tears you had cried.

“Wait Y/N are you crying,” Finn asked as he got closer to the camera.

“What happened?” Damian asked you. A tone of worry was clear in his voice when he asked.

“Me and S/O got into a fight. They said they wouldn’t have gotten into a relationship with me if they knew how fragile I was..” You replied, trying to blink away tears that threatened to escape your eyes.

The Judgment Days faces morphed into worry and anger. As Rhea began to speak.

“I swear the next time I see them Im going to-,” Rhea was cut off by Finn.

“Rhea relax , the last thing we beed is for you to be angry, we all know how that goes,” Finn spoke.

“Hey , if it makes you feel any better , you could come to our place. Im sure your day will get better with us here,” He added. A smile appearing on his face.

“Well then sure. I mean , I have been driving for a while, its just been hard dealing with these feelings alone,” you replied.

Time skip - at The Judgment Days house.

The rest of the night consisted of you and the judgment day cuddling up together on the couch. You felt safe , and loved as your head laid on Rheas chest, watching the movie Damian had put on.

A/N💬- Im sorry this request is late!! im getting other requests done though<33

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A New Judgement Chapter 14: Kink Chart and a Finn Date (Poly Judgment Day Fic)

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 12.5. Part 13.

Nessa follows Rhea out of the kitchen, a plate in each of their hands, Finn following behind, already eating off of his plate. Nessa hands Damian his plate and proceeds to sit on his lap to start eating. Rhea hands Dom his plate and sits down next to him allowing him to throw his legs over her lap, Finn sitting between Damian and Rhea.

“So Luv, what do you say we go out today, just you and me, to get to know each other better and have some fun?” Finn asks between bites of his eggs.

Nessa thinks for a moment before answering, “Yeah, I would love to, I just need to shower…” Nessa trails off blushing and Damian chuckles and kisses the top of her head, that is the Nessa he has come to know.

“Yeah of course, wear something you find comfortable and some sensible shoes. We will be doing a lot of walking…” Finn smiles at her and she smiles back.

“Oh, are you taking her to Legoland?” Dominik asks excitedly, he had fun the last time they went and knows Nessa will love it.

“That is for her to find out and you to butt out.” Finn answers back.

“Oh I have been wanting to go, I've never been.” Nessa adjusts on Damian’s lap to look at Finn who smiles at her.

“You’ll see Luv now eat so you can shower and get ready. It’s my turn to go on a date with you. You ate dinner with Rhea alone, Damo took you to dinner, and you have a history with Dom. We will be back by dinnertime and can train after dinner, just because we have time off doesn’t mean we get to slack off.” Finn sets his empty plate down and waits patiently for the rest of them to finish eating.

Before long Nessa finds herself in the passenger seat of the car bouncing her leg up and down rapidly. Finn glances over at her and places a hand on her leg to stop it bouncing. “Why are you nervous, Luv, this is no different than when we were locked in a room for hours on end building the lego kits.” Finn explains, assuming what Nessa was feeling was nerves.

“It's not really nerves, yeah there are some, but I’m more so excited because we have fun doing those, I have fun spending time with you.” Nessa rests her hand on his,

“I don’t want you to feel forced to try and have a relationship with me because the others want to, I understand you are demisexual and you might not ever get those feelings for me.” Nessa continues and gives Finn's hand a little squeeze for emphasis. Finn’s head whips to the side to look at her for a moment before turning it back to watch the road.

“Christ above, macushla. These past few weeks you have been nothing but considerate to all of us, sometimes to the detriment of yourself. You learned our diets quickly, and made us food specific to our diet plans and made an effort to get to know us as individuals, not just as a group. You are well on your way to building a relationship with me…” Finn shakes his head, amazed at the switch he sees in the girl beside him. Nessa tilts her head down, trying to use her hair to hide her blush.

“Don’t go hiding that pretty face from me Luv,” Finn takes his hand out from under Nessa’s and she looks up seeing the Legoland sign and her face lights up. Finn glances over as he parks and smiles seeing the joy on her face. She opens the car door as Finn gets out and walks around holding it open for her.

“See that is a compromise we can all live with,” Nessa jokes and kisses Finn’s cheek before he shuts the door. Finn holds out his hand for her to grab which she does and together they walk into the park. Nessa giggles and drags Finn along from attraction to attraction not going to any of the rides yet. Finn takes turns dragging her about to his favorite attractions and gets her on some of the rides. They feel comfortable alone together, no need for constant questions, or the getting to know each other questions. Just getting to know each other by quality time, their personalities complimenting each other.

Nessa and Finn decide it is almost time to go so they go to the gift shop. He lets go of her hand to let her wander around looking at everything in amazement. He smiles to himself wondering how Dom could just leave such a ball of sunshine and love. She radiates happiness and excitement and it puts Finn’s chaotic mind at ease. He watches as she goes for a purple legoland branded bookbag and checks the price tag. He snorts at the face she made looking at the price before she put it back on the shelf. He stalks over to where the bookbags are and grabs one and a few other items and sneaks off to the counter to purchase it without Nessa knowing as she was looking through a mountain of keychains muttering to herself which one reminded her of who.

“Could you bag this in a not see through bag?” He asks the cashier, jerking his head in Nessa’s direction as an explanation. The cashier smiles knowingly and does as asked before handing the bag over. Nessa skips over as Finn grabs the bag from the cashier.

“Oh what did you get?” Nessa asks, trying to peek in the bag after she places a handful of keychains on the counter. Finn moves the bag behind his back.

“Nothing to worry about, A stór. Would you like me to pay for those?” Finn nods his head towards the counter, giving her the option.

“No sweets but thank you for the offer. I would like to pay for them myself!” Nessa smiles and hands her card to the cashier. Finn bounces on the balls of his feet as they finish the transaction. Nessa turns around and grabs Finn's free hand.

“Why did you buy so many keychains?” Finn asks, laughing as she drags him out of the store, heading towards the park exit.

“Oh, they reminded me of each of you so I got one for each of you.” Nessa stops in the middle of the parking lot and begins to dig around the bag until she grabs the one she picked for FInn and hands it out excitedly.

“Oh Luv you didn’t need to do that, you truly are the sweetest thing.” Finn takes the keychain from her and immediately puts it on his key clip and pulls her to his side placing a kiss on her forehead chuckling at the blush that rises up her neck and face. He guides her back to the car keeping the bag out of her view so she can’t look in there before he is ready to give it to her. He gently guides her towards the car and opens the door for her holding the bag behind his back.

“What is in the bag, sweets?” Nessa asks, gesturing to the bag poorly hidden behind his back.

“Don’t worry about it Luv, you’ll find out when the time is right.” Finn shakes his head and closes the door and jogs behind the car placing the bag in the trunk before getting in the driver's seat and starting the car, holding her hand for the majority of the drive back to Rhea’s house.

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Nessa bounces into the house, Finn following close behind her, a smile on both their faces. They enter the living room to see Damian, Dom, and Rhea lounging together on the couch. Nessa hurries over there, throwing herself on top of Rhea’s lap and begins digging in the bag and pulls out the keychain and hands it to Rhea.

“Oh Bunny, you got me something” Rhea gasps, grabbing the keychain and slowly turning it about studying it. “Is it me?” Rhea asks, smiling widely. Nessa smiles as well nodding her head,

“Yeah, I got one for each of you that reminded me of you,” Nessa explains, handing out the remaining two keychains.

“Thank you Mariposa, that is incredibly sweet.” Damian thanks Nessa, smiling softly as he gets up to hook it to his keys, Dom doing the same. Both of them return to their positions on the couch, Rhea still gripping her keychain in her hand. Nessa grabs it from her and sets it on the side table.

“Thank you corazon,” Dom quietly thanks her, then reaches out and squeezes Nessa’s knee.

“What did you get, babe?” Rhea asks Finn who just came back from the area of the bedrooms.

He smiles and shrugs, “Just a few things, maybe something for Nes.” He teases and Nessa perks up and tries to get off of Rhea’s lap only for Rhea to hold her down much to Nessa’s dismay.

Nessa pouts and whines making the group laugh at her. “What did you get me, how did I not notice? Can I have it now?” Nessa reaches both hands out making a grabbing motion and Dominik just laughs remembering when she would do that to him too.

“Give it up Fergs she won’t let it go until you give it up now you said something.” Dominik warns, smiling fondly at Nessa.

“She can wait, patience is a virtue you know.” Finn shakes his head and heads to the kitchen to start cooking and calls out, “Maybe after training, Luv you ok training in the ring with me tonight since you want to do more?” He raises his voice to be heard over the banging of the pots and pans as he starts making dinner.

“Mami can I go help him make dinner please?” Nessa asks, trying to wiggle off of Rhea’s lap only for Rhea to again tighten her arms around Nessa’s waist and rest her head on Nessa’s shoulder.

“No you cooked for us last night, take a break, sit here with us you spent the whole day with Finn.” Rhea pouts.

“Yeah, we missed you Mariposa.” Damian agrees and reaches down, pulling Nessa’s legs across their laps.

“I didn’t hear an answer?” Finn calls out from the kitchen.

Nessa cranes her neck to face the direction of the kitchen and answers, “Yes, please, I want to be ready for anything I need more of the basics though.” Nessa turns her head back to where she was comfortable leaning against Rhea.

“Can we all do that for you Nes?” Dominik asks unsure.

“Yeah I don’t see why not, I asked for more training and here you all are offering so, yeah lets do it. I’m making breakfast tomorrow since you won’t let me help with dinner.” Nessa finishes, attempting to give no room for argument.

Damian opens his mouth to argue but Dominik cuts him off, “It’s no use arguing, she enjoys cooking for us, it's a love language for her. It’s easier to not fight her on it. Plus her cooking is amazing. Her baking is even better…” Dominik closes his eyes and moans remembering his favorite dessert she made for him and with him.

“Oh, what are you remembering Dom Dom?” Rhea asks while reaching up and playing with a strand of Nessa’s hair.

“Nessa makes the most delicious chocolate cake, we used to make it together on my birthday and anniversaries.” Dominik praises and explains.

Nessa avoids eye contact and starts biting her thumbnail, feeling conflicted and guilty. “I am sorry I didn’t answer your calls or texts on your birthday Dom, that wasn’t fair.” Nessa apologizes, the sound distorted because she wouldn’t stop biting her thumbnail.

“No, Nessa that was fair, I didn’t even message you on your birthday last month, I fucked up I know and I am going to do everything I can to make things right,” Dominik promises leaning over and stroking Nessa’s cheek before grabbing her hand so she stops biting her thumb.

“Why don’t you make some for us before we go back?” Rhea asks interested and Damian hums in agreement, pulling Nessa from Rhea’s lap across Dom’s and onto his own lap.

“I uh… that is my grandmother's recipe and making it together was our thing, mine and Dom’s, I don’t think I am quite ready for that. The hurt runs deep.” Nessa answers, hiding her face in Damian's chest and he rubs her back soothingly. Nessa hears Dom’s breath catch and she fills with guilt even more and fights the tears that spring to her eyes. She doesn’t mean to hurt him, but she isn’t ready to share that part of her with him again. He swears he loves her but you don’t just ghost someone you love, she can’t trust that he truly loves her still, if he ever did. Not yet.

“Excuse me, I'm just going to go to the training center early, I’ll eat after.” Dom gently maneuvers Nessa’s legs off his lap, and gets up disappearing down the hallway to the bedrooms.

Dominik moves so fast he doesn’t hear Nessa, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” She sniffles and Damian places a gentle hand on her head while the other continues to rub her back.

“Hey, no, don’t apologize for voicing how you feel or what you need. You are both raw and hurting and need to sort through it. I'll go talk to Dom, get him to stay for dinner and we will all go to training as a group.�� Rhea states matter of factly, reaching over and squeezing Nessa’s hand. Rhea releases her grip on Nessa’s hand and soon disappears down the hallway as well.

“Shhhh, hey it’s alright Mariposa. Dom just doesn’t want to mess things up again. He loves you, he never stopped, this morning he was excited you even let him kiss you,” Damian soothes and Nessa shakes her head but doesn’t say anything so Damian continues, “I know you think you hurt him by telling him you aren't ready but he is overthinking it and freaking out, you know how he is. Rhea is going to calm him down. Now Mariposa let me see that beautiful smile that you had a little bit ago.” Damian leans back to look at Nessa’s face, his hand under her chin smiling softly at her, she gives the most pitiful looking smile.

“Now that won’t do, Luv, after we had such a lovely day, what happened?” Finn enters the room setting a plate of food on the table in front of her and sitting down beside her and Damian grabbing one of her hands and looking at Damian questioningly.

“Dom hurt his own feelings.” Damian mouths and Finn nods understanding, Dom has a habit of that when it comes to Nessa apparently.

“Dom brought up me baking with him, and Dems asked for the cake, but I’m not ready for that. It was our thing and I don’t know if I can share that part of me with him again… yet.” Nessa wipes her nose with her sleeve and continues, “I still love him, I never stopped. How can I be sure he ever loved me? You don't just cut off someone you love like that without warning.”

“Hey, hey, hey, A chroí, he loves you, this we know. He was just a massive idiot and didn’t know how to communicate so he shut down and shut you out. He loves you so much he was crying backstage at Wrestlemania after you left. You are a part of his soul, we all see that and you are quickly becoming a part of ours. So believe us when we say he loves you so deeply he would do anything for you.” Finn’s words calm Nessa down in a way Damian couldn’t. They made sense and she felt even more stupid and guilty.

“Hey, stop feeling guilty as well. You are healing, you both are and there are bound to be hiccups, you only just agreed to join us last night. He was a wreck for weeks after joining us and he wasn’t fully happy either. The first time we saw that was when you agreed to join the company and was traveling with us.” Finn continues soothing Nessa while glancing over his shoulder to see Dominik and Rhea standing in the doorway to the hallway, a look of realization on Dominik's face telling Finn he was there for the end of that conversation.

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Dom sits on the edge of Rhea’s bed, his head in his hands. He doesn’t look up when he hears someone enter the room. He just takes a shuddering breath when he feels the bed dip next to him and Rhea gently wrapping her arms around him. Dominik turns into the embrace. “Shhhh Dom Dom, you know she doesn’t mean it won’t ever happen again you just have to build that trust back. It’s a big thing for her isn’t it sharing cooking like that?” Rhea asks while trying to reassure Dom.

Slowly, after a few seconds of calming himself down, Dominik nods and softly answers, “Yeah, especially after her ex who wouldn’t let her cook what she wanted, only his stuff and would beat her for even asking to make something else.”

Rhea clenches her jaw at the mention of the ex who hurt Nessa but continues to focus on Dom who needs comfort. “Dom, you heard her, she still loves you and this morning she let you kiss her. That’s not nothing. You just have to work towards it and that won’t happen if you keep running away.” She states softly while gently playing with Dom’s mullet.

“Running away is what got me in this mess.” Dom almost whispers as he climbs onto Rhea’s lap to feel closer tears still on his cheeks which Rhea gently wipes away before peppering his face with kisses.

“Yes, so the way to fix it is by being present and just talking to her and treating her like normal like she asks. Can you do that for her, for all of us sweet boy” Rhea scratches the back of Dominiks head, feeling him nod in response. “Come on let's go eat dinner with the others, you know Nes is probably blaming herself for hurting you and I think she deserves some reassurance that wasn’t the case.” Rhea gently pushes Dom off her lap so she can stand up and grabs his hand and exits the bedroom, stopping at the doorway as they hear Nessa talking.

“Dom brought up me baking with him and Dems asked for the cake but I’m not ready for that. It was our thing and I don’t know if I can share that part of me with him again… yet.” Dominik hears her sniffle and Rhea gives his hand a reassuring squeeze as Nessa continues, “I still love him, I never stopped. How can I be sure he ever loved me? You don't just cut off someone you love like that without warning.”

“Ay Mi Amada, I love you with every bone in my body, with every breath in my lungs and I know words are not enough. I will spend the rest of eternity proving it to you if I need to." Dom walks around the couch and lets go of Rhea’s hand and kneels in front of Nessa, who is still on Damian's lap. He takes her hand from Finn and gently kisses each of her knuckles like he used to.

The corner of Nessa’s lips quirk up.

“Ah there she is, now why don’t we eat before the food gets cold and go to the training center yeah?” Damien suggests and kisses Nessa’s forehead and slides her off his lap and onto the cushion next to him and picks up the plate on the table and hands it to Nessa, the rest of them getting up and grabbing their own plates, returning to their seats, Rhea sitting on the arm of the couch, Dom next to her on the first cushion, Finn next to him and Nessa between Finn and Damian.

“Hey Bunny, I think that you and Dom should spend some time alone together, you don’t have to try to work everything out but you should try to learn about each other again with no interference from any of us.” Rhea suggests but it doesn’t feel like a suggestion to the group, the others making various noises of agreement.

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A few hours later they return to the house, the dogs excited yet again for their return and running about their feet as they enter the house. Nessa groans as she stumbles over them, her muscles aching.“Oh come on Luv it wasn’t that bad” Finn rolls his eyes at Nessa’s pout.

“You guys threw me down so many timessss my bruises have bruises…” She whines reaching out for her gym bag which is squarely in Dominik’s hand who moves it behind his back.

“I got it Princesa, go shower and I’ll get the laundry sorted and started.” Dom suggests doing his best to go back to normal.

“No Dom, it’s fine just give me my bag, I didn’t argue about you carrying it. Now we are home and I’d like to sort my own clothes please.” Nessa puts her hand on her hip and holds out the other hand. Nessa didn’t realize the weight of what she said so she felt victorious when a dumbfounded Dom just hands the bag over to her and they watch as she limps down the hallway disappearing into the bathroom.

She emerges a half an hour later to see Damian and Finn are already showered and changed, lounging on the couch, Finn's legs across Damian’s lap, some b-rated horror movie on the TV and a noticeable absence of Dominik and Rhea. Damian winks at Nessa who makes the face of realization figuring out what they are probably doing.

“Come here Mariposa,” Damian holds out his arms and Finn removes his feet from Damian’s lap so Nessa can take her seat. She shuffles her feet, thinking about it for a minute before going over and sitting on Damian’s lap, Finn adjusting the way he is sitting to lean on the pair of them. “Rhea and Dom might be a while, they tend to when they shower together.” Damian nips at Nessa’s neck and she squeezes his hand.

“A little too much right now Luis.” Nessa leans her head back against him to cut off access to her neck.

“Ok Mariposa, no problem. Thank you for communicating that.” Damian praises, squeezing his arms around her waist.

“Does she peg him?” Nessa asks, seemingly out of the blue making both men laugh.

“What makes you ask that Luv?” Fin squeezes out between laughs and Nessa shrugs and begins playing with her hands, Damian placing his large hand atop hers to stop the fidgeting. “He asked me to do it a few times and I was uncomfortable doing it, but I would occasionally, and I figured it was something he wanted, well needed and I couldn’t really give him what he needed.” Nessa explains, her voice wavering with anxiety.

“Yes Mariposa she does, each of us has our own unique needs that others meet. Like I like biting, I really love it actually as you probably figured out and I would like to know how…” Damian jokingly growls in her ear, being mindful that she wants less physical affection at the time.

“I had a feeling Mr. Vampire liked biting, Dems likes to Dom me and Dom Dom, so do you. I’m not sure about Finn.” Nessa answers a little more confidently.

Finn snorts at the attempt of a question. “That’ll come in due time, A croi.” He teases.

“What does that mean anyway, all the names you have been calling me?” Nessa wiggles trying to get out of Damian’s grip to slide between him and Finn. Damian for once lets her and she looks at him thankfully before glancing at Finn who is debating internally on whether or not to tell her.

“Macushla, means darling, A stór, Means my treasure, and A chroí, means heart.” Finn smiles at Nessa who blushes at the terms of endearment. Her face gets even redder when she realizes they are both wet and there are only two bathrooms, with her using one of them earlier.

“Wait a minute, did you two shower together?!” She asks, looking between the two of them.

Damian throws his arm over her shoulder and answers. “Yeah, save water and all that it was entirely too quick to do anything truly fun.” He winks at her, flicking Finn’s ear when he rolled his eyes.

“You weren’t saying that when my mouth was wrapped around your cock.” Finn reaches over Nessa to grab at Damian's crotch only for Nessa to push his arms away.

“Children behave.” Nessa jokes and rolls her eyes, surprised at how much she isn’t bothered they did stuff without her, it just feels normal with them. Even more so when Rhea and Dom finally come back into the living room, Dom plopping next to Finn on the couch and Rhea sitting on the floor in front of Nessa.

“Who needs to behave and why?” Rhea asks, leaning her head back on Nessa’s lap and looking up at them.

“Finn was grabbing at Damian by reaching over me teasing each other after they just had fun in the shower without me so I told them to behave.” Nessa shrugs and sticks her tongue out.

“Big words coming from a little.” Rhea teases back, calling out her preferences.

“Oh you’re a little that I can work with.” Damian smiles wickedly and a glint in his eye storing that information for later. Nessa lets out a little squeak at being called out.

“I don’t know how you didn’t figure that out with me calling her princesa and that I Dom her and she is the only one I will.” Dom shakes his head incredulous at how dense his partners are when it comes to their new addition.

“I figured it out, she didn’t tell me.” Rhea proudly states in a sing-song voice.

“Only because you called me little girl and damn near sent me into subspace.” Nessa grumbles feeling safe and content so she is comfortable talking about this.

“Noted Mariposa,” Damian is careful of his tone, with her openly admitting it is a possibility to slip into subspace with the right words he knows tone can do it as well.

“While we are on the subject of kinks, Bunny, would you be able to do the kink negotiation, we have a chart that has been helpful. I know there were a lot of emotions earlier but I think it is necessary. We can give you access to the chart and you can fill it out on your own so you don’t feel pressured to agree to what we want.” Rhea offers and Dominik nods aggressively in agreement knowing Nessa would do just that to please them. Himself feeling guilty at how uncomfortable she was the few times he asked for a specific act. It’s why he never asked after the second time.

“I think that would be best.” Nessa agrees quickly, glad she doesn't have to ask for just that.

“While I pull it up on my phone and send it, will you run your fingers through my hair? It felt so good when you were doing it in the kitchen last night.” Rhea asks and pouts still looking up at Nessa.

Nessa nods, however Damian smirks and comments, “What hair?”

Nessa scoffs and rolls her eyes already expecting that, Rhea and Dom calls out “Priest” annoyed and Finn laughs at the chaos.“The hair on her head you perv!” Nessa elbows his side and he fakes like it hurts.

“You like my perviness.” Damian wiggles his eyebrows like he did when he took her to dinner.

“Maybe I do, maybe I don’t” Nessa turns her nose up and continues to run her fingers through Rhea's hair. Rhea meanwhile had been looking through her phone for the list.

“There, sent Bunny. Fill that out when you feel ready, there is no rush. Until then just be sure to let us know if you don’t want to do something.” Rhea offers and Nessa makes a noise of agreement.

“Hey Dem's, could you move your head so I can go get my laptop?” Nessa asks, wanting to open the document while they were just lounging around, no pressure going on.

“No I’m comfortable, make one of the boys get it.” Rhea denies scooting back so her head is ever more on Nessa’s lap.

“That can’t be comfortable sweets,” Nessa chides worried about Rhea’s neck potentially hurting.

“It is because you are comfy and smell good.” Rhea compliments and groans as Nessa forces her to support the weight of her head.

“If you keep it like that for too long you’ll be sore, I am going to go get my laptop. I’ll be right back I promise.” Nessa moves to get up but Dominik pops up off of his seat.

“I’ll get it Princesa, just relax there with Mami.” He runs down the hallway and reappears a few minutes later with her laptop and hands it to her. Nessa smiles at him and mouths ‘thank you’.

“You’re welcome, Hermosa.” Dom responds and takes his seat, leaning into Finn's open arms. Nessa stops scratching Rhea's scalp to vocal protestations but Nessa just blows raspberries at her and opens her laptop going to her email and downloading the file before opening it and taking in a deep breath. She started adding her name to the chart and filling it out. She glances around and the men around her are pointedly not looking at her doing this and she smiles in relief and continues, trusting they will continue that way.

Nessa hits saved and sends it back to Rhea and closes the laptop, leaning forward, her breasts resting on Rhea’s head for a moment while she places the laptop on the coffee table. Ignoring Damian loudly complaining about that being unfair. Nessa rolls her eyes and sits back, only to be pulled back onto his lap.

“You say that so often, I wonder what your basis of comparison is?” Nessa quotes one of her favorite movies, Dominik snorting before doubling over in laughter. Nessa wriggles on Damian’s lap and yawns, stretching out her arms making sure to not accidentally hit anyone. “I think I want to go to bed, it is getting late.” Nessa wriggles again and Damian immediately lets her go reading her nonverbal cues.

“Do you want to sleep with any of us tonight or alone Bunny?” Rhea asks looking up at Nessa who stretches again and winces at her sore muscles. Nessa finishes the stretch and starts to grasp at her hands again. Damian yet again leaning forward and grabbing them so she stops abusing them.

“Yeah, today was… a lot and I just need some time for myself if that is ok?” Nessa asks, not wanting to upset them but feeling overwhelmed by all the physical touch of the day.

“Yeah of course, whatever you need Mariposa, we know today was a lot. You did so well voicing your needs today.” Damian praises and the rest of them chime in in agreement. Nessa tries to turn away to hide her embarrassment but Damian still has a hold of her hands. “Don’t hide from us, Hermosa, you have nothing to be embarrassed about.” Damian tries to soothe Nessa from the small distance between them. He feels her try to tug her hands away, presumably to try and bite her thumbnail.

“Priest you are doing a little much, she just said today was a lot, then you praise her after finding out she is a little. Let her go so she can have her space before you push her too far. We’ve been trying to help Dom while going too far ourselves…” Rhea admonishes him and swats his hands away from Nessa.

“It’s not too much, I promised I’d tell you if it was and I will!” Nessa jumps to Damian's defense and he smiles smugly and gestures towards her like see.

“That’s enough of that, let the poor thing go to bed. She has had a busy day and she isn’t used to training like us yet and needs her rest.” Finn speaks up, keeping the peace and creating an out for Nessa who is clearly uncomfortable but trying to be strong and force through it.

“Goodnight my sweets,” Nessa calls out blowing a kiss to the group as she makes her way towards the hallway and enters the room they allotted to be hers.

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Nessa tosses and turns, unable to sleep again after the nightmare woke her up.

She hugs one of the pillows to her chest fighting the tears springing to her eyes and her breath keeps catching in her throat at every little sound and moving shadow afraid he is back even though she knows she is in a safe place. She needs her safe space, she needs Dom, she needs her partners. She shuffles out of the bed still hugging the pillow and makes her way across the hall and gently opens the door to Rhea’s main bedroom and sighs in relief seeing all four of them on the massive bed. She slowly makes her way over to the bed.

Dominik stirs at the sound of her soft footsteps and picks up his head squinting in her direction.

“I had the dream again.” She admits her voice cracking as she hugs the pillow tighter to herself. Dominik doesn’t say anything, just scoots closer to the edge of the bed to create space between himself and Rhea so she can crawl in between them and she does. She settles quickly and her trembling slows down as Rhea and Dom place gentle kisses to her head and embrace her. Nessa closes her eyes feeling safe again glad she has this to chase away the memories.

#the judgment day fanfic #rhea ripley x reader #finn balor fanfiction #dominik mysterio fanfiction #damian priest fanfic #judgment day x reader

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heelwriting · 4 months

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The Football Game

Day/Prompt: Day 3 - "If you don't have gloves, you can just hold my hand."

Fandom/Character(s): WWE/ Wrestling / Dominik Mysterio x F!Reader

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 461

Summary: Domink and reader have to attend a football game together as representatives of WWE and they don't really get along

@12daysofchristmas

When the company decided to fly her and Dominik to a football game to represent them it was supposed to be a huge honor but for once you weren’t a fan of football and it was snowing, no matter how covered you were it wasn’t enough to be around the field.

Dominik on the other hand he was thriving, he seemed to do fine in the weather and he was smiling ear to hear watching the game, he was into the game and as he celebrated a touchdown she just scoffed, he shot her a glance lifting his left eyebrow, she turned her head to the other side, watching anything else to distract herself.

Now she had his attention, even if it was just by coincidence.

By the half of the game the press came over to interview them and take pictures with the championships they had brought as ambassadors for WWE, she was forced to stand beside Dominik in most photos.

Dominik tried to put a hand over her shoulders and she shrugged it off.

“Get your hands off me”

She whispered while she was still smiling for a picture.

“Why? You get nervous if touch you?”

“You wish”

She side eyed him for the rest of the shoot, they still had to sit beside each other for the rest of the game.

As time passed she felt the weather drop and her hands getting colder and colder, no matter how much she out them on the pockets of her coat it wasn’t enough, she couldn’t stay still and even Dominik started noticing, he ended up showing her his covered hand as if inviting her to take it.

“If you don’t have gloves, you can just hold my hand”

“No thanks, I prefer to keep the cold”

“Oh come on, nothing’s gonna happen”

“You sure that ‘mami’ won’t get mad if you touch me?”

“Guess we’ll find out together”

Dominik said winking and without asking her this time he took his hand and laced their fingers together, he smiled at her and this time she tried to be calm, after all, he was just trying to help her.

After a while her other hand felt too cold and she ended up taking his hand between both of hers to try and get warmer, Dominik smiled at her and then put his other hand over hers.

“Don’t get to comfortable, is just because it’s cold”

“Yeah, I know”

“Dom?”

“What?”

“Thanks”

She finally smiled at him for a few seconds, she did feel grateful because the last 30 minutes of game were dreadful but at least she wasn’t freezing as much now, they might not have had started on the right side but this was certainly the start of something interesting.

#dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #dominik mysterio fanfiction #12daysofchristmas #12 days of christmas #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #dominik mysterio imagine

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ametrinearrows · 7 months

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Quiet Connection

The energy in the air was electric as I stood backstage at WrestleMania, my heart racing with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. The grandest stage of them all, and here I was, Dominik Mysterio, about to step into the spotlight. The cheers of the crowd reverberated through the walls, and I took a deep breath to steady myself.

I glanced around at the bustling backstage area, catching glimpses of familiar faces as they hurried about their business. The camaraderie among the Superstars was something truly unique, a bond formed through countless hours of training, traveling, and performing together.

My gaze landed on YN, a fellow Superstar whom I'd come to know quite well over the past few years. We had shared the same journey, the same dreams, and now we were both here, on the cusp of WrestleMania glory.

YN was busy going over her match details with one of the producers, her determination and focus evident in her every movement. We had never been particularly close, but there was an unspoken understanding between us. We had seen each other's struggles, our triumphs, and even though our paths were different, there was a sense of solidarity.

As the time for my match drew closer, YN finished her conversation and turned to me, offering a reassuring smile. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to me in that moment. I nodded back, appreciating the silent encouragement.

The match was a whirlwind of emotions and action, the crowd's energy feeding into my every move. The roar of the audience was both exhilarating and overwhelming, and I poured my heart and soul into the performance. As I made my way backstage, the adrenaline still pumping through my veins, I caught sight of YN once again.

She was leaning against a wall, a bottle of water in her hand as she watched the monitors. Our eyes met briefly, and without a word, I knew that she understood exactly what I was feeling. The rush of emotions, the pressure to deliver on such a massive stage – it was all there in that shared look.

I walked over to her, a hesitant smile on my lips. "Hey," I said, my voice slightly breathless from the match.

"Hey yourself," YN replied, her tone light but her eyes conveying a depth of understanding.

We stood there in companionable silence for a moment, the noise of the backstage area fading into the background. It was as if we were in our own little bubble, shielded from the chaos around us.

"You did great out there," YN said, her genuine warmth evident in her voice.

"Thanks," I replied, a genuine sense of gratitude washing over me. "You too. Your match was incredible."

YN chuckled softly, a hint of self-deprecation in her expression. "Yeah, well, we both know it takes more than just one person to make a match work."

I nodded in agreement. In the world of WWE, every match was a collaborative effort, a dance between two or more performers who had to trust each other completely.

As the night wore on and the buzz of WrestleMania continued, YN and I found ourselves sharing more moments in the midst of the chaos. Whether it was a quick exchange of encouraging words before a match or a shared nod of acknowledgment as we passed each other backstage, there was a sense of connection between us that didn't need to be spoken.

"They don't need to know," YN said one evening, as we watched the fireworks light up the sky after the event had concluded. The celebration was in full swing, but we had slipped away from the crowd to find a quieter spot.

I turned to her, a quizzical look on my face.

"Our little moments of understanding," she clarified. "The way we can just look at each other and know what the other is feeling. It's our own thing, you know?"

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. She was right. Our bond was unique, a quiet understanding that didn't require elaborate explanations.

"Yeah," I agreed softly. "They don't need to know."

And in that moment, as we watched the spectacle before us, I felt a sense of gratitude for the unspoken connection I had with YN. WrestleMania had brought us together in a way that was beyond the scripted matches and storylines. It was a platonic bond forged in the midst of the chaos, a bond that was truly our own.

As the night drew to a close, we rejoined the celebrations, our unspoken connection still lingering in the air. WrestleMania had given us unforgettable memories, but it had also given me something unexpected – a friend who understood the journey like no one else could.

As the night continued, the WrestleMania celebrations seemed to reach new heights. The music, laughter, and cheers echoed through the venue, creating an atmosphere of pure euphoria. Amid the jubilant chaos, I found myself once again in the company of YN, our bond growing stronger with each passing moment.

Triple H, YN's father, was a familiar presence throughout the event. As an iconic figure in the WWE and a key figure behind the scenes, his influence was felt in every corner of the organization. Despite his status, he had a reputation for being down-to-earth and approachable, and he treated everyone, from the newest trainee to the most established Superstar, with respect.

I had crossed paths with Triple H a few times backstage, and he had always been quick with a nod of acknowledgment or a few words of encouragement. Seeing him interact with YN revealed a different side of him – a loving and proud father who shared a special bond with his daughter.

YN had inherited her father's determination and work ethic, and it was clear that their relationship was built on a foundation of mutual respect and admiration. Despite their closeness, there was a sense of professionalism between them, a testament to the demanding nature of the business they were both a part of.

As the night wore on, I found myself sharing a quiet moment with YN near the entrance to the backstage area. The sounds of the celebrations were fainter here, and we could catch glimpses of the ongoing party without being directly in the midst of it.

"I used to watch WrestleMania from the stands," YN admitted, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "I'd see my dad in the ring, and it felt like a world I could never truly be a part of."

I nodded, understanding the weight of those words. To grow up in the shadow of a legend and then step into that same world was a journey filled with its own challenges and triumphs.

"But look at us now," I said, a touch of pride in my voice. "We're here, living our dreams, making our mark."

YN smiled, her gaze distant as if she were reliving the memories. "Yeah, you're right. We've come a long way."

And in that moment, I realized that our bond wasn't just about our shared experiences as Superstars – it was also about our shared dreams and the journey that had led us to this point. WrestleMania had brought us together, but our friendship was forged through countless moments of understanding, encouragement, and shared aspirations.

As WrestleMania came to an end and the final echoes of applause filled the air, YN and I found ourselves once again in the quieter corners of the backstage area. The celebration had left us both exhilarated and exhausted, but there was a sense of contentment that came with knowing we had been a part of something truly extraordinary.

Triple H joined us, his presence a comforting presence that brought a sense of closure to the night. He clapped me on the shoulder and smiled at his daughter.

"Great job out there, both of you," he said, his pride evident in his voice.

"Thanks, Dad," YN replied, a smile tugging at her lips.

As we stood there, basking in the aftermath of WrestleMania, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the unspoken bond that had grown between us. The platonic connection between YN and me had transcended the scripted narratives of the WWE. It was a genuine friendship, a shared understanding, and a reminder that even in the larger-than-life world of professional wrestling, the most meaningful connections were often the ones that existed beyond the spotlight.

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