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tsunami-sand · 2 days
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I used this photo of Rhea Ripley as references and it’s true, she’s a perfect Karlach 💕👌🏼
Special guest Clive 🤣🧸
Part 2/2 (for the first part check the gallery 👀)
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dominikmysteriofan · 2 days
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The judgement day
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dynamitekansai · 3 days
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↳Sunshine girl 🌞
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kodasmind · 2 days
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Meeting The Family
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Warnings: None
Paring: Rhea x Reader
As you nervously fidgeted with your hands, you glanced at Rhea, who sat beside you in the car, her expression a mix of excitement and apprehension. Today was the day she'd be meeting your parents for the first time, and while you were thrilled to introduce her to the most important people in your life, a part of you couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness.
Rhea reached over and squeezed your hand, her touch a reassuring anchor amidst your swirling emotions. "Hey, don't worry," she said softly, her voice a soothing balm to your frazzled nerves. "I'm here with you every step of the way."
With a grateful smile, you nodded, drawing strength from her unwavering support. As you pulled up to your parents' house, your heart fluttered with anticipation, knowing that this moment would be a milestone in your relationship.
As you stepped through the front door, you were greeted with warm hugs and smiles from your family. Rhea stood by your side, her presence steady and reassuring as you made introductions.
"It's so nice to finally meet you," your mom said, her eyes twinkling with warmth as she shook Rhea's hand.
Rhea returned the gesture with a genuine smile, her charm and charisma instantly winning over your family. As the evening wore on, you watched with pride as Rhea effortlessly engaged in conversation, her wit and humor putting everyone at ease.
And as the night drew to a close, you found yourself overcome with gratitude for the incredible woman by your side. In Rhea, you had found not only a partner but also a kindred spirit – someone who embraced every aspect of who you were and stood by you through thick and thin.
As you bid your family farewell and made your way back home, hand in hand with Rhea, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. Today had been a success, a testament to the strength of your bond and the endless possibilities that lay ahead. And as you leaned in for a kiss, you knew that with Rhea by your side, anything was possible.
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I Learn From The Best
Authors note: hhhhhh was on a flight and that’s enough time to write a long fic sooooo buckle up buttercups
Also MAJOR disclaimer, I may have “beef” with liv for injuring Rhea, but under no circumstance condone the threats and harassment she’s getting. At the end of the day it should never be that deep… 
Warnings: Rhea Ripley x fem reader smut, wrestler! Reader, mommy/mami kink, oral, fingering, praise, squirting, swearing, liv morgan (she’s an opp rn lmao), 
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“Baby I’m gonna be just fine.” You offhandedly shrug your response to Rhea and continue to punch at your training dummy. Rhea shakes her head at your cockiness, smirking as she steps in front of you, forcing you to stop your aggressive jabs. You were scheduled to fight Liv Morgan later today, and wanting nothing more than to avenge Rhea, you were putting in your all. A small grin graces your features as Rhea reaches out, grabbing your waist and pulling you in, careful to be gentle with her sprained shoulder. “You’re so hot when you’re feral.” Rhea jokes with a low chuckle. You roll your eyes, but nonetheless lean into the strong arms of your girlfriend.
“I’ll riptide her to get the message across.” You snort fiddling with Rhea’s layered necklaces—something you know she secretly loves, “she’ll think it’s you reincarnated.” You continue. Rhea shakes her head amused by your antics. “C’mon I got you food.” She says gesturing to the exit to the gym. You lick your lips, happy to have a distraction from the strenuous workout. Huffing, you agree, grabbing her hand and letting her drag you towards the door.
You felt little nerves about the match as it approached. Training with Dominik, Damian and Finn had helped up your pain tolerance and get into the mindset of a smaller opponent, now knowing how Liv’s thought process would be. So as you got ready, you allowed your mind to wander to what you were going to do after the match. Or, rather, more accurately, who was going to do you after the match. Your cheeks warmed at the thought of the lewd promises that were whispered to you. “Just a little motivation.” Rhea had purred to you earlier. “Motivation indeed.” You grin you yourself as you make your way backstage. 
Bouncing on the balls of your feet you wait for your music to play, when it does, you make the your way to the ring, a sinister smile gracing your lips as you eye Liv up. Your smile turns more genuine however, when you see Rhea sitting first row. With the coolness of her persona, she nods back in acknowledgement, but the arousing glint in Rhea’s blue eyes told more. They reminded you to the hopefully eventful night you had ahead of you. Winking at her, you slip into the ring waiting for the bell to start the match.
Being the favorite, the crowd was screaming itself hoarse for you, but an awed hush fell as you displayed your strength yet again in the match by throwing Liv like a rag doll. You found yourself laughing darkly as you sauntered to her crumpled form. You hoisted her up, making sure your next words were loud enough for the mics to pick up 
“Oh and this one’s from Rhea.” You spit before slamming her into Rhea’s signature pin. The crowd’s responding roar was even more deafening than before. You stuck your tongue out suggestively, eyes once more scanning the crowd before they found Rhea’s prideful gaze. As the ref called the three count, you beamed, throwing Liv’s legs to the side before walking with authority out of the ring. 
“Fucked that girl right up!” Dominik laughed as you got backstage, “couldn’t have done it better myself!” He grins childishly as you laugh. Damien voiced similar regards to your skill, but with less vulgarity laced in his words. “Did good kid,” he chuckled musing your hair as you received a happy punch to the arm from Finn. You then gasped as you felt a hand smooth over the curve of your hip. You know who it is before a different, knowing smile spreads on your face. Your name is cooed softly in your ear before a soft kiss is placed on your cheek. Your face blooms red as you tuck your chin into your chest. “The riptide was a nice touch.” Rhea says wrapping her arms around you. Her fingers dance nimbly up your sides, being sure to brush against any exposed skin your wrestling outfit flaunted.
“I learn from the best you know.” Your cheeky reply has her snorting, nudging her face into your neck.  The soft swirl of arousal in your belly that you get from the simple affection has you mentally face palming, but, with Rhea looking like she wants to eat you alive, it seems that your sentiment is returned. “Fucking hell get a room!” Finn’s disgusted groan has you and Rhea pulling sharply away from each other. Damian said nothing, but the knowing look he gave Rhea had her shrugging, a little bit red, and shaking her longer hair to cover her face. 
“Maybe we will.” You mumble softly, eyes immediately widening at the boldness of your self-inflicted embarrassment. Much to your relief however, the group of guys only laugh, unaware to the sincerity that lies behind your jest. 
Rhea was well aware of your slip up, you watch in badly suppressed lust as her jaw clenched and she shifts her legs tighter together. Her hand on your hip travels lower and you nearly arch at the warm sensation. When you let out a shaky breath, Rhea coughs, speaking up to address the group. “We’ll catch up with you guys later… we’re going back to the hotel.”  Her quick excuse has them nodding offhandedly, not understanding the underlying implications. 
Rhea smiles at you coyly as you nudge your side into hers and she hails a taxi your way quirking her brow as you hurriedly get inside. “What’s got you in a rush doll?” Rhea pretends to fix her black lipstick, swiping two fingers over her plump lips, she holds your gaze as she does so, smirking as you shift in your seat. Her teasing has you pouting prettily, blinking up at her as you pray for the trip back to be shorter than physically possible.
As soon as you were in the hotel room, no time was wasted. All it took was one look of hunger from Rhea and you were hurriedly ridding yourself of the complicated strappy garment you had on. Her rushed hands brushed over your body. You moaned at her eagerness, already too enraptured to care if you sounded needy. You knew she wanted this just as much as you did. “Does—oh-does your shoulder hurt?” Even in this state your concern shines through the pleasure. Rhea silences your worries with a biting kiss before she shakes her head.
“Always worried about me, yeah?” Rhea’s tone sounds cocky, but the affectionate kisses she then places on your cheeks tell a different story. “Always.” You confirm breathless, carefully helping her remove her own shirt. The pathway to the bed was strewn with various articles of clothing, and Rhea chuckles in satisfaction as you push her onto the bed. 
You giggle as she flips the both of you over, caging your body beneath hers as she presses her lips to your now bare chest.  “You look good like this.” Rhea’s voice has dropped to a deep rasp as she eyes the black lipstick marks she’s left on your smooth skin.
“Just good?” You bait, a dizzy smile on your blushed face. Rhea only looks smug before her hand trails up to your throat. The whimper you let out as she does so is loud and drawn out. “Beautiful actually.” Rhea clarifies grinning wider at your state, her other hand slowly trails down below your stomach. 
“I— holy fuck!” Your plea is cut short when Rhea’s skilled fingers shut you up. You arch into her hand as she finds your clit, “What was that darling?” It’s cruel because Rhea knows you can’t answer in this state. And as her middle and ring finger circle your soaked hole, you shake your head vigorously not being able to form a response. “Good girl,” she praises you simply, but your body reacts to her words blatantly. “Rhea…” you trail off unintelligibly and the whine in your voice has her groaning softly and rutting against the mattress as she pleasures you. “You’re so fucking tight sweetheart.” Rhea sighs as she curls her fingers.
Your eyes roll back as she rubs against your g-spot. “F-fuck mommy!” You choke out hand coming up to grip Rhea’s that was still delicately wrapped around your throat. “Feels good hmm?” Rhea questions, leaning closer to bite into your neck. No doubt leaving hickeys that you would have trouble covering up tomorrow. Your breath hitches once more as she adds another finger to your pussy. Your brain is moving slower than honey, the only thing that’s registering is how fucking good Rhea is finger fucking you. The lewd sounds that she was milking out of you would be embarrassing if you weren’t already so close to coming undone. You were quick to cover your face with your hands as Rhea noticed your change in demeanor. “Your gonna cum for me?” Even though Rhea voices it as a question, it’s more of a statement because she knows you will. “Yes—please Rhea-mommy please!” Your mewls are pornographically loud and Rhea moans at your neediness. “Since you asked so nicely.” She purrs to you before her thumb circles your clit with a precision that sends you over the edge moaning her name.
You were still drunk on the pleasure as you pulled Rhea in, your fingers gliding through her silky hair as you kissed her. She allows you to push her gently back once more as you grab at her plush thighs. As you inch further down, you’re keenly aware of the needy gasps that slip past Rhea’s parted lips. “Baby… please?” Her soft question is barely audible causing you giggle at her insistence. But you can’t deny her. How could you? Rhea chokes as you place several open mouthed kisses into her dripping cunt. “You’re a—a fucking tease.” She manages, grabbing a fistful of your hair. You press your lips to her inner thigh before you respond, voice as coy as ever.
“I learn from the best.”
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alphaaacademy · 3 days
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i don't wanna give the womens division less to do but can dom just hold on to rheas title until she gets back
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damienpriest · 20 hours
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NEW DAMIAN PRIEST ENTRANCE THEME BY DEF REBEL LEAKED‼️‼️⁉️
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weirdoonskateboard · 3 days
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Credit:lyric_wrestling on IG
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1-800-sinister · 7 hours
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Demi Bennett, Adam Joseph Copeland, and Luis Martínez, please; I can take all three. 
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queenielacy · 13 hours
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“You’re only the leader of the judgement day because Rhea isn’t here.” I mean….Jey’s not wrong and I love how Damian wasn’t offended by this but the thought of being Dominik’s bitch pushed him over the edge
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How has it been a week already???
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Learn about Dominik Mysterio’s sleeping habits and more in the latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic Absolute Smokeshow.
Warnings for this section: Sleepwalking, somnophilia, hickies, cannabis mention
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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 70 of ?): Demons In Her Dreams
Something made you startle awake. You weren’t sure what, or when you had fallen asleep, but one thing was undeniable, even in the darkness: Dom had somehow migrated away from Rhea when the three of you had been cuddling and was currently latched onto your arm like a koala.
On your other side, your girlfriend had one hand resting on your hair and the other arm swung loosely over your midsection.
Then, you heard what must have woken you up in the first place: Rhea mumbling in her sleep.
It was incoherent at first, muttered against the pillow. Then, she shifted her head suddenly and her fingers twitched, grabbing at the empty air.
“Leave ‘er ‘lone,” she huffed, shifting onto her other side with a heavy slump.
Then silence.
Just when you were starting to drift off to sleep again, Rhea yelled out your name and sprang up to a sitting position. You tried to sit up as well, to soothe her, but you were tethered to the bed as Dom kept holding onto you tightly.
“Rhe, I’m right here, it’s okay!” you tried to reassure her.
“Where did they go?” she asked, putting an arm in front of you to block an invisible foe, “I’m going to get them. I’ll get all of them if it means keeping you safe.”
“It was a nightmare, babe,” you told her gently, putting your free hand on her tense defending arm.
The realization seemed to hit Rhea gradually as she slowly relaxed her muscles.
“So you’re okay?” she checked, sounding less disoriented.
“I’m okay! We’re all safe; it’s just you, me, and Dom here. I would turn on the light and show you, but he doesn’t seem to want to part with my arm.”
The mattress shifted and a second later, Rhea was turning on her nightstand light with a click. Despite the raised voices and sudden light, Dominik was still fast asleep.
“Awww,” she cooed, stress dissipating from her face as she looked down at the two of you, “Yeah, he’s my sweet little koala when he gets tired.”
“Does he always sleep so heavily?” you asked, trying to slowly pull your arm from his grasp with more and more effort - and no results.
“Usually, no,” Rhea explained, “But after a show, a chase sequence, getting stoned, and having a threeway…”
You give an understanding nod, but your arm was asleep at this point and your girlfriend noticed your discomfort.
“I might have a way to get him to let go of you,” she began, standing up, “But I can’t promise he won’t start grabbing some other parts of you instead.”
“I just want my circulation back,” you groan, watching her move over to where Dom was.
Stretching and cracking her knuckles, Rhea looked as though she was preparing to do hard manual labor. Cozying up behind Dom, a mischievous look on her face, Rhea moved his shoulder and head to expose his neck. Then she bit down hard, keeping a hold on his hair as he started moaning - softly at first, until she started sucking on his skin and growling.
“Mami?” Dom whimpered, slowly releasing you to reach for her instead.
You winced as your arm felt the blood return like far too many pinpricks, the pain passing over you.
“How did you wander away from me, hm?” Rhea pulled away to ask Dom, “You were my cute little koala on the other side of the bed when I fell asleep.”
“Dunno,” he mumbled, touching a hand to his new hickey, “Sorry, Mami.”
“I’m not the one you should apologize to,” she said, nodding her head in your direction. You were currently trying to speed up the process of your arm waking up by curling your fingers into a fist and letting go, over and over.
“‘M sorry,” he said to you, rubbing his eyes, “Are you both awake ‘cause of me?”
“No, love, don’t worry,” Rhea muttered, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze, “Just relax - Mami’s here.”
It worried you that she hadn’t mentioned whatever nightmare she had woken up from, but rather than saying anything, you watched Rhea pick up Dom as if he didn’t weigh a thing and set him down on the other side of the bed again. She tucked him in, sat between the two of you, and stroked his hair until he fell back asleep.
“There,” Rhea whispered with finality, turning to look at you. Then, seeing the worry on your face, she asked, “What is it, gorgeous?”
“You woke up from a nightmare,” you said gently, watching her expression change, “It sounded like a lot. Do you want to talk about it?”
When she hesitated, you put your hand between the two of you, palm facing up. Giving you a small smile, Rhea took it and sighed.
“People were running after us. Trying to hurt you. Every time I looked back there were more of them and they kept getting faster,” she didn’t look at you as she spoke, but you could tell recalling the nightmare still scared her.
“You’re safe,” you told her, giving her hand a squeeze before pulling her into a hug, “I’m safe. No one is coming after us.”
Rhea hugged back tighter and you made a mental note to offer her a joint if and when she let go.
[end part seventy of ?]
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dalekofchaos · 11 hours
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Rhea really wss the glue that kept Judgement Day together.
For over a year now she was the one that sorted any issues out they bad between them without her its going to fall.
I predict next week Damian will take out Dom, Finn and Funko Pop JD
Finn turns babyface and we get a Finn and Damian feud
JD goes back to NXT in the draft
Dom will try to get in good with Legado Del Fantasma and Santos turns him away which leads to Dom finding solace with Liv(I don't want it to happen, but feels like it will)
Then Rhea returns. Coming for revenge, taking her title and Dom back and then knocking some sense into Damian and bringing The Judgement Day back together.
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kodasmind · 9 hours
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Baking Distractions
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A/N: Thank you guys for all the of love and support❤️❤️
Warnings: none
Paring: Rhea Ripley x Reader
The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the room as you decided it was the perfect day to bake something special. With a smile, you gathered the ingredients for your favorite recipe, eager to surprise Rhea with a homemade treat.
As you began to mix the ingredients, the kitchen quickly filled with the sweet aroma of vanilla and cinnamon. But amidst the whirlwind of activity, you couldn't help but notice the playful chaos unfolding around you.
Luna, Barry, and Bella, Rhea's beloved dogs, had decided to join in the fun, their wagging tails and eager eyes adding to the commotion. Luna chased after the rolling pin, Barry attempted to steal a taste of the flour, and Bella jumped up to inspect the mixing bowl.
"Hey, guys, come on," you chuckled, trying to maintain control of the situation. "I need to focus if we're going to get these treats baked."
But the mischievous trio seemed determined to wreak havoc, darting around the kitchen with boundless energy. They barked and romped, knocking over bowls and sending flour flying in every direction.
Rhea, who had been busy with a phone call, looked up with amusement as she noticed the chaos unfolding. "Looks like you've got your hands full," she said, a playful grin tugging at the corners of her lips.
You laughed, trying to corral the dogs as you continued with your baking attempt. But despite your best efforts, the distractions proved too much to handle, and soon, flour was coating every surface, and dough was smeared across the floor.
With a sigh of resignation, you paused to survey the scene before you. It was clear that your baking plans had quickly unraveled into a full-blown disaster. But as you glanced at Rhea, who was now leaning against the counter with a knowing smile, you couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all.
"Well, I guess we won't be winning any baking competitions today," you joked, shaking your head in disbelief.
Rhea chuckled, stepping forward to help you clean up the mess. "Hey, it's the thought that counts, right? Besides, I think the dogs had fun, at least."
You couldn't argue with that, and as you worked together to tidy up the kitchen, the laughter and camaraderie between you and Rhea made the whole ordeal feel like a cherished memory in the making.
In the end, while the baking may not have gone as planned, the laughter and love shared with Rhea and the dogs made it all worthwhile. And as you leaned in for a flour-covered kiss, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple joys of togetherness and the unpredictability of life with Rhea by your side.
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dynamitekansai · 8 months
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