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itsrheasgirl · 9 months
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THE GIRL IS MINE - PT2
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RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER
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SUMMARY: EVER SINCE JOINING THE JUDGEMENT DAY THINGS HAD BEEN TENSE BETWEEN YOU AND DOMINIK. THE TWO OF YOU HAD BEEN FRIENDS FOR YEARS AND HE DIDN’T WANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE BUT WHEN RHEA STARTED TO PAY A LITTLE MORE ATTENTION TO YOU OVER HIM, THE REALITY SET IN AND THE TENSION BECAME TOO MUCH. WITH FRIENDSHIPS ON THE LINE, WHO WILL COME OUT VICTORIOUS?
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The back of your head rested against the brick exterior of the hotel entrance, your glistening gaze staring up at the star lit sky as you exhaled a large cloud of grey smoke from between your lips. You didn’t smoke often, only in the most stressful of times and you couldn’t help but go out and buy a packet after your fight with Dominik. He’d pushed your buttons and you needed some kind of fix to destress.
Bringing the white stick back up to your mouth and sliding it between your plush lips, you inhaled a sharp breath to fill your lungs with mist. The static fuzz of your brain causing your lids to close, you go blissfully unaware of your approaching guest.
You couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe Dominik was right. That Rhea was putting it all on for show, the glimmer in her eyes when she looked at you, the way she held you when you’d jump into her arms, the disappointment on her face when you’d pulled away. What if it was all fake and she didn’t care about you at all. You hoped it was just some sick game Dominik was playing because he refused to let you go, but the more you thought about it the more believable it became.
“Hey gorgeous.”
Releasing the smoke from your mouth slowly as the sound of Rhea’s thick Aussie accent reached your ears, you roll your head to the side and cast a weary gaze over in her direction.
Rhea was stood propped against the wall with her second palm looping into the pocket of her jeans as you met her sapphire hues, your palm raising to slip the cigarette between your lips once more and inhale yet another deep breath. Rhea had never seen you smoking— you’d quit long before you met her but if she didn’t care about you, then why would she care about what you did.
“Did Dominik send you?”
A wave of grey mist fell from your lips like water as you spoke, slowly tilting your head away from her as to save her from the smoke. Your gaze fixating on the brightest star as a perplexed expression claimed Rhea’s features. You didn’t want to cause another scene, the dramatics with Dominik in the hotel bar had been enough for one night and you didn’t want to add anymore tension to the flight home.
You weren’t sure if Rhea was deciding how to respond or if she was too confused to answer, but you were too impatient to wait. Flicking the burnt butt out into the hotel parking lot, you push off the wall and turn to face her head on.
“You can tell Dominik I don’t care what game he’s playing with me and whatever he’s asked you to do, don’t waste your time.”
Rhea’s brow crinkled as she too pushed off the wall and ran her palm through raven locks, her oceanic gaze fixed on you as she took a small step forward. Her mind playing over what you’d said, her features doing their best not to display her confusion.
“He asked me to do. What are you talking about, Y/N. I saw Dom shouting at you in the bar and I just wanted to make sure that everything was okay.”
You watched Rhea closely as she approached, watching her body language and trying your best to read her. Was this genuine concern? Was it all part of a game?
You raise your palm in just enough time to press it gently against her chest, your glistening hues finding hers in one final attempt to feel her aura as you took the smallest step back.
“Close enough.”
There was a small falter in Rhea’s expression, glancing down to your fingertips as they rested against her bare skin.
She didn’t understand why you were acting like this, only hours earlier you’d been so blissfully happy in her arms and now you didn’t even want her close enough to touch you.
“Y/N. What’s going on?”
You didn’t even have time to blink before Rhea had wrapped your palm in her own and closed the distance between you, her free hand finding home around your cheek as she searching your facial expressions for even an inkling of what was going on with behind your eyes.
You couldn’t help the soft hum that vibrated in your throat as Rhea’s palm found your soft skin, the steady thrum of your heart increasing slightly as the warmth of her breath washed over you. You hadn’t ever been this close to her outside of the ring, your work relationship was very different from your real life relationship and you’d never expected you would get the chance to be this intimate with her.
“What happened with Dom?”
The concern on Rhea’s face grew deeper as she released your palm and slowly moved it down to your side, the pad of her thumb delicately grazing your cheekbone as her shimmering gaze remain fixed on your features. It felt so strange to have her touching you in such a way, all whole hearted and not at all scripted.
Swallowing the nerves that bubbled up in your throat, you deliberated how to explain your situation. You didn’t want to accuse her of anything without proof and yet Dominik had been so determined to make you believe that Rhea’s attention was nothing but a game, that you still couldn’t shake the feeling it was true.
“He…”
Why were you struggling so much with the correct words? There was already a chance Rhea knew exactly what was going on, Dominik could have already ran the plan off to her before he’d even approached you at the bar.
Chewing nervously at your inner cheek, you inhale a staggered breath before attempting to speak once more.
“He told me that you’re playing me, that the affection you show me is all a silly little game and that you’re just doing what he tells you to do. Toying with me to make me feel like I’m special, when in reality it’s all a sick joke.”
You watch Rhea’s features drop, her heart following suit as she brought her free palm up to cradle your other cheek and gentle began to stroke both cheekbones in a delicate motion. How could Dominik say something like that to you? She wasn’t doing anything of that kind, she wouldn’t play with someone’s feeling because she was told too. Not in real life. Not when actual feelings could get hurt.
Your head tilted slightly to nestle into the comfort of Rhea’s palm, quickly retracting it when you realized what you were doing. You couldn’t let your feeling for her get in the way of figuring all this out.
“You seriously think I’m using you?”
You wanted to answer no. You wanted to believe that everything Dominik said was a lie and that Rhea was actually here for you out of genuine concern. But you couldn’t be certain and you didn’t want to risk any chance of finding out how she actually felt about you.
Rhea’s palms slowly dropped from your cheeks as she took a small step back, her usually warm features clouded in a cold glaze as her lips parted slightly. Did you actually think she just using you because a co-worker asked her too? Dominik had no right to speak to her that way and she wouldn’t let him dictate how she interacted with you.
“You do, don’t you.”
The sadness in Rhea’s tone caused your heart to sink, you’d never seen her so vulnerable and it devastated you. Grasping at her wrists and pulling them slowly towards you, you close the distance between the two of you with a gentle shake of your head.
“No. It’s just… Dominik he..”
You didn’t know what to say— how to even begin a conversation that could cause Rhea to see her best friend so differently.
Inhaling a staggered breath as you formed full sentences in you head, you let your lids close briefly. You could quite easily tell Rhea what was going on between you and Dominik, how once upon a time you’d loved him. That you would have done absolutely anything for him and even though you’d managed to move on from him, he couldn’t let go of you. But she probably already knew that, so why waste the time. You needed to get Rhea back on your side and not thinking you believed that she was using you.
You couldn’t take your eyes off Rhea’s sullen features, the sparkle that always flashed through sapphire pools dulled like a dying flame.
“He still loves me. He wants me all to himself and he hates how close I am with you.”
Rhea’s brow arches slightly as you continue to unload every thought that bounced around your subconscious.
“Whenever we’re in the same room as each other, he has to be involved. He won’t let anyone close to me. The way he looks at me when you make me laugh or smile.”
You exhale a shallow breath, the pads of your thumbs tracing against Rhea’s wrists. She still looked so vulnerable, nothing like what you were used to seeing. She was always so stern and iron fisted, so strong and unmovable and yet right now— she looked like someone who’d had their heart broken. The flat of your palms slowly sliding up Rhea’s arms to rest on her broad shoulders, the pads of your thumbs gently caressing her jawline with feather like touches. You just wanted to make her happy, to undo the sadness and pain you’d just caused her and return the joy to her eyes. Your stomach churned as you tried to catch your breath, the next few words leaving your lips before you could catch them. Word vomit with no way of stopping it.
“He’s always been able to have me to himself, but now he’s worried because I’m falling in love with someone else.”
A large lump formed in your throat as you finished your sentence, instant regret storming your subconscious as you realized what you’d actually said. You hadn’t mentioned her name and yet as you held Rhea’s face between your palms you could tell she knew you meant her. The flush color that flooded her cheeks your first hint.
Your pearly whites nipped at the corner of your lip as you slowly released your hold upon her features, the sparkle in Rhea’s eyes returning as a coy smirk claimed her lips. It was as if all her vulnerability washed away and in its place came blissful happiness.
A small chortle vibrated in her throat as she tucked a few loose strands of your long curls behind your ear, your reaction to your accidental confession of love causing her to cup her palms around your neck and hold you in place to stop you from looking away. You desperately just wanted to disappear, for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. Tilting her chin down to bring her features in line with yours, Rhea leant to press her forehead against yours as she spoke.
“I won’t let him keep us apart.”
Your breath caught in your throat at just how close Rhea was to you, her lips mere inches from your own as the sweet smell of her perfume played with your senses. You couldn’t focus as the distance between your features grew smaller, the soft plush of Rhea’s lips catching the corner of your own for a brief second before she pressed chaste kisses up the length of your jaw.
You could feel your heart as it began to pound in your chest. Even the slightest touch and you melted in seconds. Rhea had such a hold on you and yet you didn’t care.
Your lids fluttered closed as she continued to press soft kisses up the length of your neck, your palms trembling as she nipped the lobe of your ear.
“My room. Twenty minutes. Don’t keep me waiting.”
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You had forgotten how to breathe as you walked down the hallway towards Rhea’s hotel room, each breath more staggered than the last as you processed what was happening. She’d invited you to her room— demanded you to more like and you hadn’t even hesitated at the chance.
If anything would prove to you that Rhea wasn’t doing this just because Dominik told her too, it would be that you’d be alone. In her hotel room. No sign of Dominik anywhere and you’d actually get to be alone together.
Exhaling a small breath as you finally reached the door of Rhea’s room, you bring your palm up to rap against the wooden frame. You had barely touched the door before it swung open, the devilishly beautiful Aussie stood in the opening with a coy smirk as she glanced down at her watch.
“You’re early. Must be eager to have me all to yourself.”
There was no time to respond before Rhea pulled you into her room by your wrists, hip checking the door closed and spinning you round to have your back pressed into the door frame. Her heated lips once more finding the hollow of your collarbone as her fingertips wound around your hips to keep you pinned in place. Your skin felt like it was on fire as Rhea’s fingertips traced against your exposed midriff, her thumbs toying with the hem of your cropped shirt as she trailed hot open mouthed kisses up the length of your neck towards your earlobe.
“—Rhea.”
You whimpered as your mind began to spin, a soft chuckle vibrating in Rhea’s chest as she slowly sucked the shell of your ear between her lips.
“Yes angel.”
She purred quietly; her palms sliding beneath your shirt and up the expanse of your back to press her fingernails into the skin below your shoulder blades, skillfully pulling another soft whimper from your parted lips.
You weren’t entirely sure how to act, you’d spent many nights dreaming of having Rhea’s lips against yours, her body pressed so close you could feel her heart beat and her hands— there were so many places you craved her hands.
Arching your back to press your chest closer to Rhea’s, you slide your palm into the mess of her onyx locks and gently gave her hair a pull backwards. Her plush tongue coaxing over her teeth as a soft growl parted her lips. She may see you as an angel, but she was yet to see your devilish side.
“So you think you can handle me, Mami?”
Rhea was known for her cockiness, she was the most egotistical female on the roster and no one dared challenge her, but you enjoyed playing with fire because you craved getting burnt.
A long exhale parted Rhea’s lips as her palms slid back down the length of your spine to grip tightly on your hipbones, her arms contracting to pull you away from the door frame and flush against her chest.
“Yes.. or no?”
You purred. Your fingers pulling at Rhea’s hair once more to angle her head upwards, your heated kiss capturing her jugular vein as a soft hum vibrated in your chest.
“Fuck.”
Rhea groaned as her fingertips pressed harder into your skin, the beds of her nails turning white as your lips peppered more kisses across the line of her shoulder.
“Yes… or… no?”
Rhea wasn’t used to being spoken too in such a manner, her dominance being the one thing people daren’t go up against.
One of her palms releasing your hipbone and grasping at your hold in her hair, she pulled your fingers free from the midnight stands and slammed your wrist back against the door. A soft moan pulling from your throat as her body followed suit to press you back against the wood.
“I guess we’ll have to find out.”
TAGLIST: @rebecca-quin @girlofpink @bl0w-m3 @coolbeans-17 @noellia @rooskaya-yelena
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azertyjf · 7 months
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Wriothesley: Lyney, we're not gonna fight about this.
Lyney: Wriothesley, I told you, I'm a lover, not a fighter.
Wriothesley: I've heard it all before. She told me that I'm her forever lover, don't you remember?
Lyney: Well after loving me, she said she couldn't love another.
Wriothesley: Is that what she said?
Lyney: Yeah, she said it. You keep dreaming!
Wriothesley: I don't believe it! Lumine is mine!
Lyney: No, she's mine.
*continued arguing*
Lumine, in the background: *blushing as she chuckles*
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yearning4u0nly · 1 year
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december 25,
1980
Michael Jackson calls Paul McCartney to wish him Merry Christmas and suggest they write some songs together. They end up recording three duets together (including the lead single to Thriller), but their friendship ends when Jackson buys the publishing rights to McCartney's songs.
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itsrheasgirl · 9 months
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I’m about halfway through The Girl Is Mine part 2, but with a busted finger I’m struggling. I will hopefully have it out for you by the end of the weekend. 💜🖤
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rosedominatesyou · 6 months
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Foreplay with a robot girl where I slowly keep removing RAM from her while she’s still trying to tell me about the things she’s into
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Release: November 6, 2015
Lyrics:
Excuse me, can I please talk to you for a minute?
Take a minute girl, come sit down
What's been happening? What's been happening?
Take a minute, take a minute girl
Take a minute girl, come sit down
What's been happening? What's been happening?
Take a minute, take a minute girl
Come too far for you to feel alone
Don't let him walk over your heart
We've come too far for you to feel alone
In your face I can see passion
Come too far for you to feel alone
Don't let him walk over your heart
We've come too far for you to feel alone
In your face I can see passion
Excuse me, can I please talk to you for a minute?
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
You're my girl, you're my-
You're my girl
You're my girl, you're my girl
Take a minute girl, come sit down
What's been happening? What's been happening?
Take a minute, take a minute girl
Take a minute girl, come sit down
What's been happening? What's been happening?
Take a minute, take a minute girl
Come too far for you to feel alone
Don't let him walk over your heart
We've come too far for you to feel alone
In your face I can see passion
Come too far for you to feel alone
Don't let him walk over your heart
We've come too far for you to feel alone
In your face I can see passion
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
Excuse me, can I please talk to you for a minute?
Think it's time we got this straight, let's sit and talk face to face
There's no way I could mistake, the girl is mine
Think it's time we got this straight, let's sit and talk face to face
There's no way I could mistake, the girl is mine...
Excuse me, can I please talk to you for a minute?
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
It's not hard to see, the girl is mine
Songwriter:
Rodney Jerkins / Lashawn Ameen Daniels / Fred Jerkins Iii / Kelendria Rowland / Beyonce Knowles / Angela Beyince / Patrick Douthit / Don Davis / Japhe Tejeda / Brandy Norwood / Garrett Hamler / Tenitra Williams / Eddie C Robinson
SongFacts:
"The Girl Is Mine" is a song by British electronic music duo 99 Souls. The funky house track is a mashup of Destiny's Child's "Girl" (2004) and Brandy and Monica's "The Boy Is Mine" (1998) and was released on November 6, 2015 with newly recorded vocals from Brandy. The song reached number five on the UK Singles Chart.
The song was first released in December 2014 and appeared on SoundCloud. While the creators of 99 Souls thought it wouldn't amount to much, the mash-up racked up 2.9 million streams in its first year of release. However, it was later removed due to copyright infringement.
After receiving approval from Brandy and Beyoncé, the song was released commercially in November 2015. The song was supplemented with a newly recorded vocal by Brandy as well as other changes. Although Brandy agreed to record new vocals for the mash-up track, Monica declined the offer with a comment. "I sometimes feel like things that are part of history and in history should be left as such so that they can be maintained with the respect that was given to them back then," she told The Huffington Post. “This is the only song and the only time that [Brandy and I] have both won a Grammy and experienced certain things. So I have a lot of memories and emotions associated with this record.”
On November 20, 2015, a music video for "The Girl Is Mine", directed by Sandl, was released on 99 Souls' Vevo account.
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sunshineandlyrics · 6 months
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The most adorable duet (27 October 2023) x
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august 14,  1985
Three years after their duet "The Girl Is Mine," Paul McCartney advises Michael Jackson to invest in publishing. Jackson makes a winning bid of $47.5 million for the rights to over 250 Lennon-McCartney Beatles songs owned by ATV publishing, which turns out to be a great investment, but kills their friendship.
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#me at every function where there are people
Nicola Coughlan as Penelope Featherington in Bridgerton S3
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seaweed brain vs. wise girl
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