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wilczmin · 1 year

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thank god i saved all my tags.

& ‘ i graduated from the school of the snail . * ooc . & ‘ this is mine now . get your own . * save . & ‘ starter . * ic . & ‘ thread . * ic . & ‘ answered . * ooc . & ‘ answered . * ic .

& ‘ there's a grain of truth in every fairy tale . * study . & ‘ vanity is a pitiful defence against difference . * musing . & ‘ witcher … with tenure . * mannerism . & ‘ more is necessary than destiny . * headcanon . & ‘ if i had a bag over my head and my hands tied . * skills . & ‘ whatever is destined must occur . * aesthetic . & ‘ love the profit of your neighbour like your own . * art . & ‘ they say silence is golden . * music . & ‘ then i prefer not to choose at all . * self promo . & ‘ you should listen to the voice of reason . * promo . & ‘ it’s enough to kill hatred within yourself . * meme . & ‘ the sword of destiny has two edges . * wishlist . & ‘ keep the gods out of it . * edits . & ‘ your arse hair white too ? * crack . & ‘ but a queue made must be honoured . * queue .

& ‘ the only one to live out of all those chosen . * i . & ‘ & looked for the words 'witcher urgently needed' . * ii . & ‘ neutral does not mean indifferent or insensitive . * iii . & ‘ a destiny which is stronger than the royal will . * iv . & ‘ their place of internment remains unknown . * v . & ‘ you were a rider of the wild hunt . * vi . & ‘ barely breathing and bereft of memory . * vii . & ‘ hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated . * viii . & ‘ doubt i’d know how to be anything else . * ix . & ‘ thought we had a lot more time . * x . & ‘ no witcher’s ever died in his own bed . * xi . & ‘ tell them the white wolf bit them . * xii . & ‘ one day they’ll look back and see the wolf . * xiii . & ‘ & overcome your nature through great effort . * xiv . & ‘ a canvas : following the voice of genuine vocation . * xv .

#& ‘ i graduated from the school of the snail . * ooc .#& ‘ this is mine now . get your own . * save .#& ‘ starter . * ic .#& ‘ thread . * ic .#& ‘ answered . * ooc .#& ‘ answered . * ic .#& ‘ there's a grain of truth in every fairy tale . * study .#& ‘ vanity is a pitiful defence against difference . * musing .#& ‘ witcher … with tenure . * mannerism .#& ‘ more is necessary than destiny . * headcanon .#& ‘ if i had a bag over my head and my hands tied . * skills .#& ‘ whatever is destined must occur . * aesthetic .#& ‘ love the profit of your neighbour like your own . * art .#& ‘ they say silence is golden . * music .#& ‘ then i prefer not to choose at all . * self promo .#& ‘ you should listen to the voice of reason . * promo .#& ‘ it’s enough to kill hatred within yourself . * meme .#& ‘ the sword of destiny has two edges . * wishlist .#& ‘ keep the gods out of it . * edits .#& ‘ your arse hair white too ? * crack .#& ‘ but a queue made must be honoured . * queue .#& ‘ the only one to live out of all those chosen . * i .#& ‘ & looked for the words 'witcher urgently needed' . * ii .#& ‘ neutral does not mean indifferent or insensitive . * iii .#& ‘ a destiny which is stronger than the royal will . * iv .#& ‘ their place of internment remains unknown . * v .#& ‘ you were a rider of the wild hunt . * vi .#& ‘ barely breathing and bereft of memory . * vii .#& ‘ hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated . * viii .#& ‘ doubt i’d know how to be anything else . * ix .

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cheollipop · 1 year

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Yo you're so right about Wooyoung's nose. Wanna ride it 🤧

HNNNNGHHHH DON'T EVEN DO THIS TO ME RN IT'S ONLY NOON

(also may or may not have dedicated an oral scene to riding wooyoung's nose in this bc of how hard I was brainrotting—shameless promo ahem ahem)

no bc it's curved just right?? just imagine him being so desperate all day, pacing around the living room, dusting the shelves, testing out his baking skills—all to distract himself from thinking about the taste of you on his tongue while you finished up your back-to-back meetings in the room only three meters away from him. imagine you finally getting a break, trudging to the kitchen while stretching out your sore back to find wooyoung carrying a tray of cookies, the oven mitts you'd gifted him last christmas shielding his palms from the heated metal.

those same mitts now on the floor, you found yourself with your back flat against the dining table, your bottoms discarded somewhere behind the man between your legs, lapping at your cunt as though it was his last meal. two fingers found their way inside you, the back of your head colliding with the stained wood when the tongue previously flicking over your clit slid down to catch the arousal gushing out of you, now replaced by the curved slope of wooyoung's nose. your legs constricted around the sides of his head, a veined hand gripping your inner thigh to spread you open for him again. 'taste so good,' his words vibrated over your folds, 'wish I could do this all day,' and he'd purposely nuzzle his nose into your throbbing clit, moving the rounded tip from side to side before sliding down to pass the bridge over your sensitive nub. his fingers pounded into you, curling into your walls to hit the spongy spot that made your back arch, your hips rolling frantically to meet his thrusts as a sweet melody of moans sent violent waves of arousal straight to his cock—pressed against the grey material of his sweatpants, precum forming a dark spot around his crotch.

the familiar squeeze of your walls around his fingers alerted him of your impending orgasm, a whispered 'ride my nose, baby,' enough to turn your vision white, desperate moans rolling off your tongue as you pressed your feet to the edge of the table, urgently chasing your orgasm over the slope of wooyoung's nose. you came with a broken cry, the pads of his fingers prodding against your g-spot as he guided you through your high, gliding his nose over your swollen clit once, twice, before moving off to flick it with his tongue, the corners of his lips curling at the violent spasms shaking your body.

moving off you, he wrapped his arms around your upper thighs to pull you towards him, pressing his softening cock to your spit-soaked folds, a pool of his cum soaking through the thin fabric. the rough material rubbed over your overstimulated cunt, breathing out a soft moan as you fixated on the content smile gracing wooyoung's features—having came in his pants to the mere feeling of you riding his nose.

(haha, ha. HAHA. feeling so sane rn)

#wooyoung x reader #wooyoung smut #jung wooyoung x reader #jung wooyoung smut #ateez x reader #ateez smut #jung wooyoung #ateez #wooyoung scenarios #jung wooyoung oneshot #ateez imagines #wooyoung imagines #wooyoung fanfic

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namelessdumbass · 4 months

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Meliora/Popestar Ghouls guide

I noticed some people still have trouble telling the Ghouls apart. Specifically Meliora era Ghouls. So i'll try to make things easier for all of you :)

WARNING: lots of text, my silly comments

Happy reading 😏

Learning which symbol/alchemic element (which was Martin Persner's/Omega's idea btw!) belongs to a certain Ghoul is essential:

🜂- Fire, 🜄- Water, 🜁 - Air, 🜃 - Earth, 🜀 - Quintessence. The first Fire Ghoul was also called Alpha and the first Quintessence Ghoul - Omega. Why such names? Because Quintessence/Ether Ghoul had Ω sticker on his guitar and fans started calling him Omega and his counterpart - Alpha. These names just fit them perfectly. Meliora era was unique because neither of previous Papas, nor Cardinal/Papa 4 called Ghouls by their names/elements. Only Papa III did that.

There were few changes of lineups during Era 3 and some Ghouls were given different names by fans. Simply because naming their elements wasn't enough. Examples will be seen below.

Ways to tell them apart when they are on stage:

Their instruments and stickers.

They are placed in certain areas of the stage: Quintessence and Earth on Papa's right, Water in the middle, Air and Fire on Papa's left.

Different body types, eyes, rings, bracelets and tattoos.

The way they behave.

When they are off stage, on promo photos etc just take a look at their chests.

Even though every Ghoul has 5 elements embroidered on their suits, their respective element is highlighted.

HQ pictures are pretty helpful if y'all wanna find your favorite Ghoul.

(from left to right: Air, Earth, Omega/Quintessence, Water and Alpha/Fire)

Also check this video of Papa III introducing Ghouls.

2015 lineup:

Air Ghoul #1. Simply Air. Joined Ghost in 2011. No tattoos, no rings. Usually quite calm on stage, favorite gesture is🤘 . Was the tallest Ghoul till 2017. Had cool keytar solo. Didn't move much.

Pebble aka Earth Ghoul #2. Joined Ghost in June 2015. Smol (yes, smaller than Papa). Has intense stare. Literal beast when it comes to playing drums. Had a special way of throwing sticks to fans (literally footballed them into the crowd lol). Funny one.

Quintessence Ghoul #1 aka Omega. Terzo's favorite Ghoul. His butt was smacked and grabbed by Papa countless times during Year Zero solo. Known for his stomping, graceful guitar playing style, has big silver rings on both hands and pretty eyes. Has the cutest laugh. Did lots of interviews when Special Ghoul wasn't around. Loves Abba. Has been in the band from 2010 till july 2016.

Water Ghoul #4 aka Delta. Slightly shorter than Papa III. Joined in 2015. Sometimes kicks air (literal air, not his fellow Ghoul) on stage, also filled in for Alpha (when he injured his shoulder) and Omega for a few shows. Played rhythm guitar after Omega left. Has no rings, no visible tattoos, but has mad skills. Allegedly he's the one who tried to kick the dude who got on stage and kissed Terzo lol

His regular bass Omega's guitar

Fire Ghoul #1 aka Alpha. Popular among fans. Hangs out with every Ghoul on stage, especially with Water and Pebble. Loves cameras, does✌ a lot, humps his guitar sometimes. Enjoys attention, a bit horny:) Also did a few interviews (mostly with Omega), has strong accent, also speaks Italian. Has rings and tattoos on both hands (had none during era 1 and 2!). Taller than Papa. Joined in 2010, left in november 2016.

2016

Omega left in july, so Water took over rhythm guitar and the first Ghoulette of the Ghost, Mist, was introduced. This lineup toured till the end of the year and nobody returned for Popestar tour in 2017.

Quintessence Ghoul #2. Basically just Water, but with different guitar and highlighted QE symbol on his uniform.

Mist Ghoulette aka Water#5. Tiny💜, unlike Copia's Ghoulettes she wore the same outfit and mask (that looked a bit too big for her) just like other Ghouls. Badass bass player, has a ring, a tattoo on her finger and painted nails. Veeeeery calm. Cute as hell. Alpha liked her a lot.

Fire, Earth and Air Ghouls were same as in 2015:

(from left to right on this picture: Mist, Quintessence #2 (aka Delta/Water Ghoul#4), Alpha/Fire, Earth/Pebble, Air)

2017

All of the previous Ghouls left and the new pack replaced them. If you see Ghouls who are +- same height as Papa, that's them!

(Dewdrop/Water #7, Aether/Quintessence #3, Zephyr/Air #2, Ifrit/Fire #2, Ivy/Earth #3)

Ifrit aka Fire Ghoul #2. Chaotic, hyperactive, Papa's hype man. Same height as Terzo, sweet bean, has wiiiide chest dorito shaped No tattoos, no rings. Spins, dances, jumps a lot. Gets "shot" during Ghuleh/Zombie Queen. No 🜂 sticker on his guitar. Only toured till 2018.

Aether aka Quintessence Ghoul #3. Beefy, jumps a lot, has rings and a bracelet. Always looks friendly. Plain black guitar with no QE symbol. Also pretty active, especially with his pal Ifrit. A bit taller than Papa III. Ran after Terzo when he got gragged off the stage by Papa Nihil's people. Joined in 2017, left in 2022.

P.S. since he's not Omega, his butt was safe during Year Zero solo 🙃

Dewdrop aka Water Ghoul #6 aka Sodo. Smaller than Terzo. Has an aggressive guitar playing style. A bit horny (it got worse). No visible tattoos. Proudly played bass with someone's panties. Syncs with Ifrit and Aether during Ghuleh/Zombie Queen outro. Became Fire Ghoul #3 in 2018. He's still in the Ghost (as of february 2024).

Zephyr aka chAir Ghoul #2. Sits on chair, a lot :) Charming, more active than previous Air ghoul. Loses it during Monstrance Clock, Per Aspera Ad Inferi and Cirice. Could be a great DJ. Almost the same height as Papa. Has a ring. His Mummy Dust keytar solo -[X]. Only toured till 2018.

Ivy aka Earth Ghoul #3. Underrated, many don't know much about him. Was present only during European leg of the Popestar tour (from march till july). Has brown eyes, a tattoo and bracelets. Same height as Ifrit. Wasn't around much, but still did a great job. Was later replaced by Mountain.

Mountain aka Earth Ghoul #4. Joined Ghost in july 2017. The tallest Ghoul. Hates shoes. Has a tattoo on the finger of his right hand, but you won't see shit on photos from this era because he wasn't photographed much and drummers usually get less attention than others in general:/ Quite calm comparing to Pebble. He's still in the band (as of february 2024).

Honorable mentions:

Special Ghoul aka Phil. Has green eyes, speaks Swedish. Did lots of interviews, showed up to grab a few awards for Ghost, worships cats and loves Abba. Literally Papa in disguise (aka Fire Ghoul's uniform and mask). Has been in the shadows since 2017.

Cowbell Ghoul. The myth, the legend. Played cowbell during "Ritual" and "If You Have Ghosts" a few times at the end of the Popestar tour in 2016. Tall, has a posture of a shrimp, always got shooed by Papa. Many want him back.

Aaaand that's it. I hope it was helpful. Thanks for reading :)

🌈👻

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akane171 · 6 months

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Things about Ron Speirs that live rent free in my head

-“SPEIRS, GET YOURSELF OVER HERE!”

I don’t know what I like most about this scene. The fact Dick just furiously passed Sink and ignored his commander, because his boys were getting screwed? Speirs running to him and then without a single word sprinting to do the job? Or Nixon with his binoculars liveblogging the whole battle? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-The change in his voice and intonation between “I’m taking over” and “First Sergeant Lipton!”.

-The church scene, when Lipton says Easy men didn’t care about the gossips… It was HILARIOUS. Like, Lip? Sweetheart? Ron scared the shit out of Christenson and some poor innocent kids in the same damned ep. I could hear Pat’s sobbing in the background during that scene, mixed with the nuns’ chorus.

-A man needs a hobby and his was trolling people. Aside of the whole “did he or did he not shot the prisoners”, he enjoyed the gossips, appearing suddenly out of nowhere, while giving creepy speeches and traumatizing people. And he did it fabulously. Legend.

-His little, millisecond pause, when we watch his back while Lipton says “Well, maybe they keep talking about it because they never heard Tercius deny it”.

-And two things about this scene. Lipton knows Speirs was trolling people and it was amusing him. And Ron’s answer “Well, maybe that’s because Tercius knew there was some value to the men thinking he was the meanest, toughest sonofabitch in the whole Roman legion” - he knows Lip knows he was trolling people and (not directly) admits it. He never did that to anyone else, what also means he really respected Lipton (gross sobbing).

-Anyway, this whole church scene is a pure love and I adore every second of it.

-He was a history nerd ;_; I’m kind of sad, we didn’t see him and Buck taking about some ancient battles in Gaul.

-He kept tabs on Easy xD how much he’s learnt from creeping in the shadows and eavesdropping – no one knows xD

-The fact real Speirs was shot in the ass on some of his solo patrols proves he was just meant to be Easy’s CO. Fucking destiny.

-His favourite sergeant was Grant (ok, ok, put the pitchforks DOWN, I said sergeant NOT lieutenant, geez).

-The fact no one called him “Sparky” in the show is a crime against humanity. But at least we got one “Ron” from Winters. Still…

-I think I read somewhere here, that he wore his helmet so low, because it was too big and… yes? Absolutely? Whoever noticed it – I bow to you.

And it reminds me all the promo pics where we have most of the characters standing together and he stands on the side, a little farer and looking awkwardly like “mom said I have to socialize more, so here I am, ugh…”.

-Also, he looks tiny compared to the other guys on many shots/pics, what is hilarious on many levels.

-I realized it after the second watch, that he not only stole cigarettes from Buck, but he offered them to the German POWs. Not his cigarettes, but the shit he stole. I don’t know why, but it’s just so super HIM xD

-I wonder when exactly Easy Company did realize that their new CO is not exactly the meanest, toughest sonofabitch in the army, but a big ass weirdo, with poor social skills, suspicious hobbies and sticky hands.

-Ep 8 look >>>>>>>>>>>>> everything else.

-The moment when Webster throws himself to the ground and Ron just stands in the background, watching the missile like it was meh (he had a personal ranking of “Things that almost killed me” and that missile was not even on the Top 10).

-“No. You don’t have any experience.” How the fuck Jones didn’t drop dead right after is beyond me. Also, A+++ acting.

-The fact is that Lipton was his social-skills-only-working-brain-cell and it’s beautiful.

-The moment Perconte asked him to give him back his lighter, I guess it was the moment Speirs knew his reputation crumbled to dust xD

-Unpopular opinion, but I don’t think Malarkey scared him on a purpose. I think it was accidentally, what for me, makes it even funnier. But the fact Don started as someone who was scared of Speirs like no one else and ended scarring him – it just warms my heart.

-And that pure annoyance on Ron’s face when Malarkey’s approaches him a second after he scared him, will never stop making me laugh. It the look could kill the bottle in Don’s hands would explode.

-On some point Lipton was sitting with his head in his hands and moaning that he was not paid enough to keep his crazy CO with suicidal tendencies alive and Luz was there-thereing him.

-All the things he's done to keep Grant alive.

-Basically, Speirs gives me a stray cat vibes and the fact he kind of, adopted Lipton and whole Easy proves it.

-And finally, the way he went from “we are all dead, just accept it” to “ok, I guess I’m going to stay in the army to keep the idiots alive (sighs)” is one of the best character developments and is so… sooo … you know? ;_;

Anyway, the thing I like the most about his character is how unexpected he is. I didn’t expect to like him so much. I didn’t expect him to change so much in such splendid way. But here I am.

We meet him in the show as “a cold blooded soldier” stereotype and we learn in the end he was just deeply compassionate man (and a weirdo), who applied being a sociopath to be a better man of war. It just makes him very human - thanks to the fact his character was based on a real man, I guess. And that applies to all BOB’s characters.

And BIG kudos to Matthew Settle for doing such a great job and creating an iconic character. I read and watched some interviews, where he admitted he had a big problems with grasping the role, but damn, in the end he absolutely NAILED IT.

EDIT: Part II (x)

#band of brothers #ronald speirs #carwood lipton #i should have written Top 100 not 10 ;_;#part I

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pilferingapples · 3 months

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Among the many , many key things going on in the Waterloo Digression, Hugo saw it as possible support against the censors. In a letter to his publisher Lacroix, Hugo urged using excerpts from it in the advance promo work, writing:

En lançant la deuxième et la troisième partie, faites feu des quatre mains. Si l’on donne des citations, qu’on insiste sur Waterloo, qu’on fasse ressortir ce que ce livre a de national, qu’on remue la fibre française, qu’on fasse d’avance honte à Persigny d’arrêter un livre où il est rendu enfin justice à Ney, grand-père de sa femme, qu’on rende la saisie impossible en disant que c’est la bataille de Waterloo régalée par la France, etc. Entendez-vous pour cela avec MM. Vacquerie et Meurice. — Et nos amis de L’Indépendance. M. Frédérix. Demandez de ma part un article à Bancel. Déjà Kesler en a publié deux dans Le Courrier de l’Europe.

"When launching the second and third parts (Vol 2 : Cosette and Vol 3: Marius-PA) fire with all four hands. If we give quotations, if we insist on Waterloo, if we emphasize what is national about this book, if we stir the French fiber,if we shame Persigny in advance about stopping a book where justice is finally done to Ney, his wife's grandfather, we make the seizure impossible by saying that it is the battle of Waterloo regaled by France, etc. "

Waterloo is a key pillar of the book, but Hugo was always aware of the potential political fallout waiting for him even more than other authors, and had to be politically shrewd as well as a skilled writer!

#LM 1.2.#Les Miserables #Waterloo Digression #Les Mis Letters

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thesunfyre4446 · 1 month

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They’ve moved their hate onto Emma for simply saying that Rhaenyra lies and basically because Emma doesn’t hate Alicent/Olivia.

I don’t know who to blame? The school systems because comprehension skills and media literacy go hand and hand or the internet/technology because these people can’t seem to separate real life from fiction?

I hope one day this fandom (both sides green and black) can grab reality by the balls and take to heart that this is fiction because I don’t know how much more I can roll my eyes before they detach and roll away. How the cast has been treated from the beginning and especially these last several weeks is appalling and embarrassing.

And for the team black Stans who will undoubtedly read this, I just want to say

Baby, Alicent isn’t real. She can’t hurt you or fuck your geriatric Dads.

However the cast is real, show some fucking decorum and respect to these people entertaining you. This is some of these people’s big breaks and the dream job of others and you’re ruining this experience for them and shaping their future career paths and movements by not touching grass more often.

preach anon!!! (and if you've been in the fandom long enough, the hate emma got when it was announced that they'll be playing rhaenyra was appalling)

say what you want about the characters, but the way the fandom has been treating the cast ever since the promos dropped is disgusting. all of the cast is amazing and talented. all of them are doing a great job.

go touch some grass weirdos. you're ruining the fandom for everyone.

#hotd #house of the dragon #anti hotd fandom #hating on actors for doing their job is embarrassing

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seandwalsh · 10 months

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Where do the characters get the stuff they use In the Mario Kart Games from? And did the characters design the tracks that have their names?

I’m not quite sure what stuff you’re specifically referring to, but regardless, the answer is quite complicated. Assuming you’re talking about Karts and Items, the answer is “various places”.

Back in Super Mario Kart, while Mario was likely the one who organised, funded or at least initially proposed the event, Lakitu was the coordinator of the event, and ran the tracks. In the beginning they had more conservative rules surrounding the vehicles in use on the courses:

Hi everybody! Thanks for dropping by the Super Mario Kart race track. My name is Lakitu, I run this track. If you need my help, I'll be around. We race one seater, metal pipe frame go carts here. There are two engine sizes to choose from: 50cc or 100cc.

[Source: INTRODUCTION, Page 2, Instruction Booklet of Super Mario Kart, September 1992]

Mario Kart stated out a a fun recreational event with a handful of trophies. That’s the main reason the characters take part, and it has been the reason since the very beginning, in Super Mario Kart. Each one of the characters is competing due to their connection to Mario.

An adorable little kart racetrack has been built in the Mario world! Mario and his happy-go-lucky friends have gotten so enthusiastic about kart racing that they're already causing a ruckus! Even now, they're smack in the middle of a race! Let's take a quick peek at how it's going, shall we? Oh, it's just about to start! Even the usually cute characters look a little tense. Let's watch Mario and friends fight hard!

[Source: Intro, Japanese Store Promo for Super Mario Kart, August 1992]

However, in the years since it has become the Mushroom Kingdom’s premiere racing event and grown significantly. Racers from various Kingdoms take part resulting in an incredibly diverse audience. Mario Kart now has dozens of sponsors for each Grand Prix, extended tournaments, its own television network, branded tracks and inter-dimensional courses and guest racers.

Mario Kart 64 was the first major step in this direction, but Mario Kart: Double Dash!! brought things even further. From its manual:

THE MUSHROOM KINGDOM’S PREMIER RACING EVENT IS BACK! HOWEVER, THERE’S BEEN ONE MAJOR CHANGE TO THE RULES OF THE ROAD… THERE ARE NOW TWO RIDERS PER KART! NOW, RIDERS FROM THROUGHOUT THE LAND HAVE COME TOGETHER NO TEST THEIR DRIVING SKILLS. WHICH PAIR WILL PROVE THE FASTEST?

[Source: The Double Dash Grand Prix!, Page 6, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, November 2003]

When Mario Kart started out, standard Pipe Frames were the only legal builds for the Mario GP. These models were likely built by Mario and his friends themselves.

However, with Mario Kart: Double Dash!! the Pipe Frames were retired in favour of a variety of Karts. Many of these karts were custom-made or modified pre-existing cars. Take Luigi's kart of choice in Mario Kart DS, for example: the Poltergust 4000. This Kart is part of the Poltergust series, a line of inventions created by Professor E. Gadd.

Another pair of examples are the Wario Car, which Wario makes use of in Mario Kart: Double Dash!! and Mario Kart Arcade GP 2, and the Wario Bike, which Wario makes use of in Mario Kart Wii. These are Wario's personal car and bike, which he uses in the Wario Land and WarioWare titles, and both were built by Wario's friend Dr. Crygor:

I AM DR. CRYGOR, THE GENIUS SCHOLAR. OTHERS HAVE SAID A "DANGEROUS" SCHOLAR, BUT I PAY NO MIND TO THEIR OPINIONS. MY LABORATORY IS SET UP TO FURTHER MY EXPERIMENTS IN REALITY GAMES. FEEL FREE TO STOP BY AND CONTRIBUTE TO MY RESEARCH. IT IS QUITE FUN. DID YOU KNOW THAT I WAS THE ONE WHO CREATED WARIO'S CAR? WHAT? YOU DO NOT KNOW? DO YOUR RESEARCH!

[Source: The Laboratory Authority - Dr. Crygor, Page 21, Instruction Booklet of WarioWare, Inc.: Mega Microgame$!, May 2003]

This odd genius lives in seclusion. He built Wario’s bike. Mona’s moped, Kat’s sword, and Jimmy’s cell phone. He wears a cryogenic suit that doesn’t protect his head.

[Source: Dr. Crygor's character profile, WarioWare, Inc.: Mega Party Game$!, April 2004]

The Standard Kart series of builds was then introduced as a replacement for the Pipe Frame in Mario Kart Arcade GP 2 and carried into tournaments from Mario Kart DS onwards. As a result of this, in later tournaments, custom or pre-existing vehicles were allowed to enter the tournament upon being modified to be legal for the Grand Prix. The Pipe Frames did eventually return in tournaments from Mario Kart 7 onwards, which featured more in-depth kart customisation.

Speaking of which, the Mario Kart events are sponsored by other brands Mario owns, such as Mario Motors, Mario Star, etc. These sponsors, as well as the many others not otherwise connected to Mario, likely fund the events and even provide them with parts and supplies.

It stands to reason that Mushroom Piston Engines provides engines, Fuzzy Battery provides batteries, Bob-omb Plugs provides spark plugs, Dream Gliders provides gliders, 1-Up Fuel provides fuel, Bowser Oil provides oil, 100% Organic Antifreeze provides antifreeze, etc.

Mario Kart Arcade GP 2 makes reference to a Grand Prix Committee, which sends letters to Cup winners to invite them to the Cup’s special Challenge stage. Their letters are closed with an “M” stamped seal. This would imply Mario is at least on this committee, if not the head of it. This is presumably the committee that organises the events and decides which participants to invite, what items will be used, etc.

As mentioned previously, all of the participants either know Mario directly or have connections to people who know Mario. The Super Mario Kart manual seems to call attention to how each of the participant racers connect to Mario specifically.

MARIO & LUIGI The Mario Brothers have pretty much the same abilities in cart driving. Mario and Luigi have had a friendly rivalry that goes back to their childhood.

[Source: THE 8 CART DRIVERS, Page 21, Instruction Booklet of Super Mario Kart, September 1992]

PRINCESS & YOSHI At first, you might think that The Princess and Yoshi would have nothing in common (except their fondness for Mario).

[Source: THE 8 CART DRIVERS, Page 22, Instruction Booklet of Super Mario Kart, September 1992]

BOWSER & DONKEY KONG JR. These two drivers have long been Mario's arch enemies.

[Source: THE 8 CART DRIVERS, Page 23, Instruction Booklet of Super Mario Kart, September 1992]

While Toad and Koopa Troopa's descriptions don't specifically connect them to Mario, Toad is of course a long-time friend of Mario and servant to Peach, while Koopa Troopa is a minion of Bowser:

Usually a faithful underling of Bowser, [Koopa Troopa] shows even the big boss no mercy during a race.

[Source: Characters and Special Items, Page 20, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, November 2003]

Koopa Troopa, of the Turtle Tribe. Usually one of Bowser's minions, but as far as races go, it's a different story!?

[Source: Characters, Mario Kart Wii, Nintendo Co., Ltd. website]

In short, Mario is what brings them all together - and in turn they each bring their own special items. The iconic Banana Peels thrown by racers in the Mario Kart series are actually from the Kong's Banana Hoard on Donkey Kong Island, having originally been brought to the races by Donkey Kong Jr. back in Super Mario Kart:

Because of Donkey Kong Jr.! He likes bananas, and the peels are slippery, so they got the okay.

[Source: Tadashi Sugiyama, Director and C.G. Designer of Super Mario Kart, Nintendo Classic Mini: SNES developer interview – Volume 4: Super Mario Kart, September 2017]

In the original game, the only CPU-controlled character who throws banana peels is Donkey Kong Jr., which was a way to characterise the characters.

[Source: Hideki Konno, Director of Super Mario Kart, Nintendo Classic Mini: SNES developer interview – Volume 4: Super Mario Kart, September 2017]

Despite Donkey Kong Jr. not appearing in tournaments after Super Mario Kart, it seems his son, the current Donkey Kong, continued to supply Bananas from Mario Kart 64 onwards. Donkey Kong and Diddy Kong even brought along some Giant Bananas in Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, Mario Kart: Arcade GP 2 and Mario Kart Tour:

Special Item GIANT BANANA Only DK and Diddy know where these monstrous fruit can be found.

[Source: Characters and Special Items, Page 19, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, November 2003] From this we can speculate about the origins of other items. Shells are common clothing/armour worn by Koopas, but seeing as the shells in Mario Kart are standard Koopa Troopa Shells, it stands to reason that the Koopa Troopa racer or perhaps Bowser brought the Red Shells and Green Shells originally used in Super Mario Kart.

These shells are worn by Koopa Troopas, both within and outside of Bowser's Army. We can even see one of Bowser's Airships in Super Mario Galaxy equipped with a shell dispenser:

The Green Shells and Red Shells even function how you'd expect - with Green Shells flying straight forward and Red Shells heading towards the nearest target!

However, with the expansion of Mario Kart in later titles the shells, which are mass-produced, appear to be provided by a company, with sponsors for "Green Shell Strike Equipment" and "Red Shell Strike Equipment" making appearances:

Koopa Troopa and Koopa Paratroopa seem to have their own supply in Mario Kart: Double Dash!!:

Special Items TRIPLE SHELLS (GREEN / RED) Don't let Koopa and Paratroopa worry about not having enough shells.

[Source: Characters and Special Items, Page 20, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, November 2003]

Bowser also provides his own shells for the tournaments in Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, Mario Kart: Arcade GP 2 and Mario Kart Tour:

Bowser's Shell This big ol' shell on loan from Bowser will crash any karts it hits and keep on going. It can only be thrown forward.

[Source: Items, Tips and Tricks, Mario Kart Tour, September 2019]

On the topic of items, Super Mario Kart used ? Panels to dispense its items. These panels are likely made by the same people in the Mushroom Kingdom who make ? Blocks. While they weren't used in later Mario Kart tournaments, they have still made a few other appearances since, such as in Mario Party 9.

From the Mario Kart 64 Mario GP onwards the ? Panels were replaced with the iconic Item Boxes, which were likely much more convenient for transportation and addition to the racetracks. But it wasn't until Mario Kart Wii where we actually learned where these come from, through the course Toad's Factory.

This is actually the Item Box Factory, as we can see not only from the trackside banners with the Item Box logo and giant sign of Toad with an Item Box, but from the shipping containers with items ready to go into the Item Boxes:

Inside the factory, we can even see the process of how Item Boxes are made. The Items are put inside standard Brick Blocks, before the Brick Blocks are placed on a conveyor belt with stamps of some sort. These stamps appear to be filled with some sort of magical rainbow liquid, likely sourced from Power Stars, which transforms the Brick Blocks into the Item Boxes, giving them their translucent rainbow appearance and their ability to float:

Circling back to the Kongs for a moment, Funky Kong is actually the one responsible for the construction of the DK Barrel Cannons featured prominently throughout Mario Kart courses.

We learn this when Donkey Kong mentions Funky in the context of their creation in Mario Super Sluggers:

Oooook! (Looks like Funky Kong has been busy.)

[Source: Donkey Kong, Best Friend of Funky Kong, Playable Character in Mario Super Sluggers, August 2008]

This isn't all too surprising though, given Funky Kong's previous barrel-based mechanic work and his appearances in Mario Kart Wii and Mario Kart Tour, as well as the barrel-inspired Funky Stadium which he presumably also built:

Speaking of which, it's about time I discuss the stadiums, circuits and other courses and where they came from!

Mario is world-famous and incredibly wealthy from his adventures, businesses and sports stardom. Multiple of the circuits in the games are also clearly built by him or at least in honour of him. He‘s the only character with actual circuits named after him in Super Mario Kart:

State-of-the-art racetracks in the Mario world that are rich in variety. The effectiveness of the pipe obstacles is the key.

[Source: Mario Circuit's description, Japanese Store Promo for Super Mario Kart, August 1992]

Mario Circuits have also been described as the primary circuits of their respective Grand Prix:

Mario Circuit This is the main circuit in Mario Kart: Double Dash!! Familiar denizens of the Mushroom Kingdom can be spotted here and there. The road's filled with curves, so this is a good place to practice drifting.

[Source: Courses, Page 31, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart: Double Dash!!, November 2003]

It stands to reason that most characters had a hand in designing the tracks that bear their names. In fact we know that's the case for several courses, such as N64 Wario Stadium:

That rascal Wario was in charge of the design and construction of this course. A fan of motocross races, he brought in major amounts of sand to fill this huge stadium in an attempt to build a course more suitable to bikes than Karts. Each lap's distance is extremely long, making it difficult to stay concentrated on the race.

[Source: MARIO KART 64 COURSE MAPS, Page 30, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart 64, February 1997]

Meanwhile the Bowser's Castle courses are modified from or otherwise based on the real Bowser's Castle:

Surprisingly, the Bowser's Castle has been transformed into a race ground! Because it's inside the building, most of the corners are tricky right angles. However, the most difficult part of the course is where the Thwomps are. They will block your path, and if you run into one, you will spin out. Should you be stepped by one, you'll find yourself squished flat as a pancake.

[Source: MARIO KART 64 COURSE MAPS, Page 31, Instruction Booklet of Mario Kart 64, February 1997]

Bowser typically designs his courses with the help of his minions to be filled with traps in the hopes of beating Mario. This goes beyond the Mario Kart tracks and also applies to his Tennis Courts, Golf Courses, etc.:

Lord Bowser designed his course to defeat Mario, so it’s kinda full of lava and bombs and stuff like that.

[Source: Spiny, Minion of Bowser, Non-player Character in Mario Golf: Super Rush, June 2021]

Bowser enlisted his minions to create this course in hopes of defeating Mario with all the traps and hazards.

[Source: Koopa Troopa, Minion of Bowser, Non-player Character in Mario Golf: Super Rush, June 2021]

However, this isn't universally the case. For example, Peach Beach is merely Princess Peach's favourite beach resort in the Southern Isles, while Toad's Turnpike is on a public road in Toad City!

I could go on and on about the Mario Kart series and the depth to its worldbuilding, but I think that's quite enough for today. Thank you for reading!

#mario lore #super mario #mario kart #donkey kong

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ovobawrites · 7 months

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𝐵𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽: 𝐸𝓅𝒾𝓈𝑜𝒹𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 ♡ 𝐹𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈 𝒜𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓈

disclaimer: this has already been posted on ao3 and quotev, i'm just reposting this beach episode special as a promo for the fic. after this is all my previous author notes.

this is a fem!reader and also a half chinese!reader insert.

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"Another day, another slay." You muttered to yourself, quoting Cater as you got ready for the day. You didn't exactly understand why slaughter was such a good thing, but you were sure it was another one of those turns of phrases from the internet.

The birds had just started to sing as you left your room, softly closing the door behind you before racing down the stairs as quickly and quietly as possible. There was no way you were going to eat Lilia's cooking, not for your first meal of the day. Hopefully Malleus somehow restrained Lilia before he could get out of their shared room. Though, knowing Malleus, he may very well revel in the chaos Lilia would cause.

...You could hear the clanging of pots and pans from the kitchen. You stood frozen, debating the merits of running away or trying to mitigate the damage until footsteps echoed through the doorway. Probably Trey, Ruggie or Jamil then. Lilia would never walk when cooking (maybe that's part of why it's so bad?).

You sighed to yourself in relief and walked into the room. "Ah, good morning Trey!" You chirped, feeling better already.

"Hm?" Trey turned over to you, cherry red apron tied to his waist and a smudge of flour on his cheek. "Oh, good morning to you too (Y/N)." He smiled.

You examined the kitchen with an ever-critical eye, seeing both sweet and savory ingredients set on the counter. "Whatever is all this for?" A teasing tone. "A feast? For us?" A batting of your eyelashes as you prepared a speech of epic proportions in response to the inevitable betrayal Trey would bring.

"It actually is." Trey chuckled. "I'd rather cook for all of us then have to manage Lilia here again."

"I wouldn't worry about that." You murmured to yourself, but elaborated upon Trey's questioning look sent your way. "Malleus or Silver either locked him up or distracted him last night to the point where Lilia won't wake until noon."

"...That doesn't sound much like Malleus. But it would be rather nice of Silver to do that." Trey turned back to the mix of batter, and with a flourish, whisked it into a perfect consistency.

An obligatory round of applause from yourself and a mock bow from Trey. The smudge on his cheeks was really starting to annoy you... but his hands were dirty so it's not like he could get rid of it himself. You leant against a counter and watched Trey work, whizzing throughout the kitchen with practiced movements. Skill and subtle strength in how he handled every ingredient before him, a spark of flame and a sizzle of butter. The click of the knife against the cutting board as fruit was turned into slivers at the speed of light.

"I'm making pancakes for us, if you're wondering." Trey spoke aloud, vulnerable back to you. Ease and trust written all over his frame. It made your heart pang for just a moment. "It's the perfect breakfast food. Well, that and waffles I suppose. And crêpes... Anyways, you can pair them with meaty foods like bacon or with more sweet confectioneries."

"Is that so?" You mused. "We only have cōngyóubǐng, a scallion fried pancake, and there's mandarin pancakes[1]... oh! And shredded fried pancakes... though at that point they're quite different from western ones..."

"So savory pancakes?" Trey surmised.

"Pretty much!" You grinned, and decided you might as well get rid of that smudge on his cheek before the white stains it forever. "Stay still for a moment, you have something on your cheek." Trey hummed and tilted his head towards you obligingly. A quick rub of your thumb got the flour off, and with a small cheer, you licked the residue from your finger.

Trey went still, a small widening of his eyes and a quick intake of breath from him. You glanced at him with clear concern. "Something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." And with a quick shake of his head, Trey went back to work.

The kitchen was silent but for the sounds of cooking, yet you were ever so comfortable around Trey that you barely noticed. Simply being with him was enough. Pinks and reds. A glowing warmth as you watched him continue to make breakfast for everyone. An unbidden smile came to your lips.

(And if Trey recognised it for the real smile it was, a crack in the jade mask, he said nary a word, content to bask in the happiness you brought him.)

"Thank you for cooking, Trey!" Ruggie grinned as he dug into his sky-high pile of pancakes. "Ifw's dewishous!"

"I'm glad you like it." Trey accepted the praise with a smile, eating his own, much smaller, pile of pancakes with far better grace.

Lilia pouted. "How come you didn't wake me up? I would have been ever so delighted to have made breakfast with you!" At that, everyone looked away, sweating or tugging at their collars.

Turns out, Malleus had 'accidentally' broken the alarm clock in his and Lilia's room, rendering Lilia unable to know when, exactly, he needed to wake up for breakfast prep. And thank the gods for that!

"There'll always be a next time, Lilia..." Silver patted him on the back with a twitching smile.

"...You're right! I can always cook tomorrow!" Lilia beamed as the rest of you scrambled to find a way to stop him.

But then, just in the nick of time, your saving grace arrived:

"There'll be no need for that, Vanrouge." Crewel said as he entered the dining room, no interest in the foods in front of him. "Ortho and Jade will be cooking tonight and for tomorrow's breakfast."

Lilia fake sobbed into Silver's chest, slighted by this rejection from his professor. Meanwhile, the rest of you looked so thankful, Silver about to collapse from the relief Crewel just gave him. Seems Lilia had a few tricks up his sleeve last night, though he failed in the end.

"For lunch, you will have the opportunity to prepare sandwiches from the ingredients I left in the cupboard." Crewel continued on, unfazed. "Now, if you excuse me pups, I'm going to go relax on my own. Don't interrupt me unless it's an emergency. If I find you disturbed my vacation for foolish reasons, you'll be the test subject for my next batch of cursed foods."

And on that slightly threatening note, Crewel staggered out of the house, sunglasses on as he left.

"Was... Professor Crewel... drunk?" Ruggie asked, ears pushed back.

Leona just sighed in reply. "If you had to teach at NRC for a year, wouldn't you get wasted too?"

Ruggie thought about it for a moment, tilting his head as his face went from grief to depression to anger to bargaining to acceptance within a second. He shrugged and went back to devouring everything on his plate.

You finished your smaller portion much quicker than the boys, and went to wash your dishes and prepare your lunch before the inevitable fight for ingredients. Jamil and Jade likely thought the same, judging from how they picked up the pace. Then, on the other side of the spectrum landed Riddle, Kalim and Azul, currently embroiled in some engrossing matter (something about studying?) with an interjection or two from Floyd just to get Riddle riled up. Cater bugging Idia and Malleus about some matter or the other, likely his magicam, while Trey juggled calming Riddle down, getting Cater to stop scaring Idia so much, and chasing Lilia's invitations to cook together off.

You smiled to yourself as you left the room to make a small meal for yourself, butter and sandwich meats combined with some crunchy lettuce. Nothing too fancy, especially since you might have to puke it up later. You were not completely immune to the effects of poisons, after all. Only immune to the death part...

Ruggie joined your side and prepped food for Leona and himself soon after you finished packing your lunch in a bag. A flick of your wrist to get your water bottle out of your sleeve, and you were set to get ready to swim at the beach.

"Wait, how many ingredients did Crewel give us for lunch?"

"Oh, where did Ruggie go?"

"Oh shit-"

You sighed, completely at peace as you lay in the sun. Thankfully, there was enough wind to keep you pleasantly cool despite the burning rays. Leona lay to your right in the shade of the trees, joined by Ruggie curling up next to him within an hour, the hyena exhausted from... something about hunting for expensive seashells? Meanwhile, Vil was having an impromptu photoshoot with the help of Rook and Cater. A thirst trap to gain more magicam followers, judging from the amount of water bottles he's used to add 'perfectly placed' droplets of 'sweat'. Cater was most certainly starstruck, taking notes at such a rapid speed that his fingers didn't even move as he followed Vil's directions to a T.

Trey had been lying next to you too, at least until his attention was called away by Riddle being tugged under the surf by a certain eel, his brother watching with a laugh. Azul was stuck in the shade as well, unwilling to join in whatever shenanigans Floyd and Jade were pulling this time (especially since he just knew he would be teased). He, Idia and Ortho were working on an extravagant example of architecture.

"No, you need to place a tower here!"

"Azul, I'm the one who designs mechanics, shouldn't you follow my directions?!"

"If you had an eye for aesthetics, maybe I would!"

"Wait big bro- careful! The castle-"

A shriek. A crash. A muttered argument after Leona growled. Oh dear.

The silence after that led to you drifting off to sleep, curling up on your side while the hours ticked by. Thank god Kalim had taken Malleus off on some 'exciting trip!' followed by their worried retainers, you don't think you could handle his level of noise right now.

A loud crash to your left made you jolt awake after who knows how long. You blinked a couple of times, utterly disoriented by the sudden awakening.

"Careful, Malleus! We can't drop that-" A pause. "Um. Oh well! It's not that big of a deal!"

"Oi, Lizard, what're you doing with such a big rock." Leona groaned.

Malleus and Kalim had appeared to bring over a huge grey rock from the shore, still shiny from the waves. The two seemed endlessly fascinated by it, for... whatever reason.

"This will work so well! Thank you Malleus!"

"Of course, it was no trouble, Kalim."

Then, another crash from behind them. It was a harried Jamil, followed by Lilia with Silver in his arms, asleep. "Kalim. Just why. Did you bring over a huge rock to the shore?!"

Kalim laughed sheepishly. "Well-"

"You know what?" Jamil pinched the bridge of his nose. "I don't want to hear it. Just clean up the mess when you're done, got it?"

"Okay, Jamil!"

"Wait so you brought the rock over for a reason?" Ruggie ogled at it. "Is it cuz it's full of gems or something valuable? Can I have some of it?" Puppy dog eyes already in place, he was prepared to beg until...

"Oh, there's nothing special about it! I just wanted to see if Malleus' magic was so strong that it could lift a big rock!" Kalim chirped.

Leona's eye twitched. Vil looked on the verge of conniption while Cater laughed nervously from behind him. You could just hear Jamil getting ready to rip Kalim a new one.

You broke the tension with a giggle and a clap of your hands. "Well then, your magic must be very strong, Malleus! To be able to lift a boulder like that..." You trailed off.

Malleus puffed his chest out, ever so proud of himself. "Thank you for the compliments dearest (Y/N), rest assured this feat was nothing to me."

"What!" Kalim interjected, stars in his eyes. "So you can lift something even heavier? I wanna see!"

You paused to let Malleus interject demurely, but to your shock and horror, he was actually considering it. "Maybe... not now Kalim? I don't think there's anything bigger than a boulder here that can risk being damaged." You sighed.

"Nah, I wanna see lizard boy lift the villa."

"Hm? Why not."

"Wait- Malleus- I wouldn't-"

"Aw man, Crewel's gonna kill us..."

[1] Mandarin pancakes are what is used to wrap up like... those peking duck and sauce and vegetable wraps you make yourself at those chinese restaurants. It's made of like water and flour, and they're thinner, usually smaller (from my experience) and smoother than tortillas.

Mini Theatre Malleus: Why is Lilia tied up in the closet? Silver: So he doesn't cook breakfast tomorrow. Malleus: I see. (closes closet door)

Kalim: Hey Malleus, wanna check out that totally dangerous thing over there? Malleus: Hm, it does seem rather interesting... Jamil, Silver and Lilia, running over at full speed: my kalim/malleus is doing something deadly sense is tingling!

and here is the seventh part of the beach ep. if you'd like to read the rest of the fic, you can read it on ao3 here, and on quotev here.

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livfastdieyoung69 · 10 months

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It is currently 4:08 am and I can't get cody rhodes out of my mind😔✊️

Truly a struggle

Anyway reader x cody because love him

Maybe something with Brock again because he's always causing issues for some reason... maybe something with Brock saying some really messy shit abt reader during a promo and Cody going feral as he should and reader having to physically pull him back with a quick little it's fine😨😨 don't get injured again kinda thing something more fluffy after because cody can never catch a break😭

GUITLY CONSCIOUS

(Cody Rhodes x gn!reader)

“In the packed MVP Arena, here in Albany, New York and now on the road to Money in the Bank, we welcome you to Monday, Night, Raw!”

After the quick introduction, the fallout of Night of Champions begins, Seth Rollins beginning the night as well as a surprise visit from AJ Styles, and the Judgement Day. Ricochet wins his spot in the Money in the Bank match, Trish and Zoey have a quick segment, followed up by Indus Sheer and Jinder Mahal beating two locals. Imperium and Alpha Academy have a match, followed shortly by a Women’s Championship Match, Ronda and Shayna unfortunately winning and by disqualification Dolph Ziggler wins a match against JD McDonagh.

And finally, well into the night, Cody’s music hits. The crowd cheers just as loud as they always do for the man, even at the sight of no wrestling gear and a sling around his broken arm. Their cheers die down for a moment, before becoming even louder the second he starts talking, his promo skills shining bright and loud as he yells brave and rage-filled words against Brock.

“….if I am standing in a ring, I am standing there ready to fight you, Brock Lesnar!” The pitched screeching of Brock Lesnar’s theme song cut him off, followed by the surprise of the fans and even Cody himself. The Beast stepped out and into the arena, his own attire casual as well. This was nothing new. Sometimes, Brock would come out in tight-ass jeans and a cowboy hat for no good reason. But this time, he had a mic.

“Now..now, Cody, I don’t think that’s true. I don’t think any of that’s true. In fact, I think if we were to have another match, your little bitch would run right back out here and I’d have to break their arm too.” He spoke slowly, walking to the ring and making circles around it as he did so.

The crowd booed at the harsh words, especially the ones against Y/N. The boo’s didn’t last very long, as they once again rallied into cheers as Cody seemed to forget he had a mic and instead moved to yell at Brock over the ropes, giving the announcement table a front row seat to his anger.

Brock only laughed in his face at the threats, moving closer to the ring and continuing his harassment of words against Cody’s partner, forcing Cody to start clambering through the ropes, ready to attack. He never made it to Brock though, as Y/N came rushing out into the arena.

They quickly dived into the ring, rushing over to Cody, giving him a soft tug causing him to stumble back into the ring and right against Y/N’s chest. Cody attempted to pull away, still yelling over at Brock, but his lover held him tightly around his waist.

“Don’t you ever talk about Y/N! I’ll rip your tongue straight out, you son of a bitch, don’t you ever let their name leave your mouth!” Brock continued laughing back into the face of the man as his partner dragged him over to the other side of the ring, moving away from the announcers table and starting to walk up the ramp, making Cody try and force his way away from Y/N once again, but was once again unsuccessful. The pair stayed inside on the ring for a while before they were given the okay that Brock wasn’t near the gorilla or their locker room.

They walked quickly in silence, Cody radiating with an unseen anger from beside Y/N, his hand coming up to rub his face almost as if it would wipe the irritation away. With the chance of Cody possibly running to attempt an attack of Brock or take his anger out on an unexpected victim, even if the latter wasn’t likely, Y/N kept a hand on his back, bunched up into his suit jacket until they reached the small locker room. An awkward silence quickly filled the room as Cody moved to sit down, his love standing above him.

“You know I wouldn’t have done that if your arm wasn’t hurt, right?” They were given no response, Cody doing nothing but keeping his eyes on the ground, elbows placed on his spread knees and hands clasped together. Y/N moved to sit next to them after the silence continued, a sigh moving past their lips in disappointment but also understanding why Cody was so mad.

“Do you see this? Hm?” Y/N touched Cody’s casted arm gently as they asked, and though he still remained in silence their grasp was comforting. He looked over to them, blue eyes shining and wet with shame. “This means that you’re hurt. It’s my job to make sure you don’t get hurt, and you already are, so I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure you don’t get hurt more, even if it means you’re angry at me.”

Unable to find the words, Cody stayed silent, and instead let out a soft breath, eyebrows moving to furrow together over soft eyes. Noticing his increasing guilt, Y/N moved in closer.

“C’mere, baby.” They barely had to speak before Cody was moving into their hold with such force they fell back onto the small couch, the large man toppling over on them and blond, short hair tickling their chin as his face shoved into the space between their neck and the back of the couch.

“M’sorry.” Finally able to find some words, he muttered it into their neck, for some reason ashamed of his actions.

“I’m not mad, Codes. Could never be mad at you, never ever, I just need you to be safe. You did nothing wrong at all.” Y/N’s hand moved up to his hair while they spoke comfortingly, their tone holding nothing but love and endearance. Cody let out another sigh, his working arm moving behind Y/N to grasp around their waist while the other layer over top of them.

“Codes. Baby, look at me, please.” Their voice, still sugar-sweet, induced Cody to look up at them through adoringly long black eyelashes much to the contrast of his striking hair, diamond eyes shining from Y/N’s praise.

“I’m not mad. Okay?” The sweet, sweet boy responded with a nod and the mouthing of an okay, eyes clamping closed again. The pair returned to a silence, this time comforting and loving, Y/N’s hand running through Cody’s hair almost sending him to sleep.

“Wanna go home, sweetheart?” Cody responded with another nod. “Yeah? Okay.” Though they both agreed, neither moved from the grimy couch, Cody refusing to give up his spot on top of them and Y/N not wanting to make him get up. Instead, they continued their cuddle session, enjoying the softness they each pulled out of each other.

I kinda popped off on this one seeing Cody at summerslam ignited something in me

Sometimes i just wanna love on someone and it definitely shined through in this one oopsies

#liv writes;*!#cody rhodes x reader #cody rhodes #yeah i luv him

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I think overall there’s one of two „big“ problems happening for people who have a problem with TOWL (racists and the likes aside… 🙄).

1- The misunderstanding that this was truly much more a Rick and Michonne story than a TWD one. This was not TWD S12. It was about telling the story of these 2 characters and being able to put a dot at the end (or a dot dot dot). And you’ve laid all of that out perfectly. Like yes, in TWD, Beale (& the CRM) would have been draaaaagged out. But this was much more of a Terminus approach than a Saviors one if we will…

2- TWD was never the most ..subtle show. They tended to hit the audience over the head with stuff. And I’m not sure I would go as far as calling TOWL subtle outright either (idk, didn’t think about this until right this moment lol -obviously elements of it are, sure -just as elements on TWD could be on the subtler side) but compared to TWD, it certainly is lol. And there has been a very big „media literacy“ and „basic comprehension skills“ problem happening for a minute now. And I really don’t say this to be mean or make fun of people or anything but these are just facts. Some people really struggle with getting the information when they are not being hit over the head with it, over and over and over again. After the finale I saw several posts on my tl of people wondering why this, that or the other was not addressed or how/why this, that or the other did happen… and I was utterly confused because those things they claimed were missing were very much shown? I was like, there was literally a scene dealing with all of this? And it didn’t require any reading between the lines to be honest, no subtext, it was very much the text of the scene?! So it seems like some people just didn’t get a lot of things that were happening 🫤

(BTW I don’t mean that even if someone didn’t have these specific problems with the show, they MUST love it then. Likes and dislikes etc etc. As much as I really loved the show as a whole, if I decided to put down the Richonne-colored glasses I wanted to and did watch to the show with.. I’d definitely have a few complaints lol, though still very much enjoyed the show even then)

That's definitely what happened. And to some extent, I get why, considering Rick and Michonne are 2/3 of the main show's Big Three. But when the press and promos started, and people were still talking about some Marvel-style meet-up, I was like...oh they're definitely not listening to what's being said, because it's six damn episodes, and also The Richonne story, not the Team Family jamboree. And then acting as if it's somehow 'insulting' to the rest of the characters if Rick and Michonne didn't talk about them. The man had PTSD so bad, he couldn't remember his own son's face. Why would you think it would be good time for him to pause in the middle of his wife telling him about a traumatic moment during her pregnancy to ask about anyone else? Please be fr.

I feel you on the comprehension thing, which is nothing new for this fandom. The fact that so many people legit thought Rick didn't know how to drive stick and questioned the 'realism' of it but never stopped to think that it was because he only has one damn hand. Y'all were fine with every silly ass moment that happened in the main show, that was either sheer dumb luck or handwaved away, but now we need a complete breakdown from experts on how Rick managed to fight off walkers one-handed. Now y'all want the realism, when you've been so giddy for weeks because you need one of them to die for the show to be 'interesting'.

I'm really not listening to people who need the narrative to hold their hand through everything, or need to see every piece of the plot onscreen for it to be considered 'legitimate'. (I'm officially banning the phrase 'plot armor' for the foreseeable future).

People didn't get things, because they don't take a minute to sit with the damn material anymore. From live reactions videos to live tweeting/blogging, people are just watching TV to make content and have an online moment, not for what's actually being shown. And yeah, TOWL isn't perfect, but the minor criticisms I have for it doesn't take away from the fact that it is very enjoyable and easily the best material from the TWD landscape in a long time.

(sidenote: I will say one of my favorite things from these past six weeks is everyone struggling to figure out the overall TWD timeline, lmao.)

#.answered #towl spoilers #twd: the ones who live #richonne #I am once again rambling #but I appreciate the message!

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Bang Bang BBQ

Jay White x F Reader

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@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri

“Which one of you is manning the grill today?” Colten asked walking into the backyard with a cooler. Jay was busy spraying his beloved plants, while I was prepping the grill. “ She is” spraying me with the mister. “ I learned a long time ago not to argue with her over the grill, potato salad , iced tea or what goes in chili. She might brand me if I tried to take those tongs away from her.” his attention solely dedicated to the marigolds. “ I like her meat better anyway….” Jays glare on Colten “ I mean her cooking “ I laughed at the scene, Austin in a pool floaty, Juice coming down the slide in to the pool. Colten in trouble as usual,, and Jay relaxed mostly. “ Jay leave him be, bless his heart” as I put the steaks on the grill.

Jay came up behind me “ if I leave him alone, then my attention is going to be solely on you” I jumped when I felt an ice cube, between his lips as he ran it down my neck. “Behave” I whispered, “ No” as he dropped the cube down my back. “ You’re the one who wanted to have a bbq remember” as I turned to face him, “True but you weren’t thrilled with the idea of Toronto and being without me. So this was the compromise a few steaks, a few drinks, some sunshine, the boys it’s going to be fun.” Kissing me, and slapping my ass as he went to jump in the pool.

The afternoon passed easily and I was setting the table for dinner , all the stuff I knew they loved but didn’t treat themselves to. Steak and chicken , potatoes, corn, cole slaw, banana pudding . “Boys dinners ready” the conversation flowed easily as everyone filled their plates. “ Jay says that it was his promo skills that made you fall for him. Is that true?” Colten asked cutting into his steak “ No, that would’ve meant that. I fell for King Switch and not Jay” my hand reaching for Jays. “ Now that is some revisionist history” Juice choked out “Truth is boys , there was no separation between King Switch and Jay. Do you remember the promo you cut on Great O Khan, and her face turned so red, I don’t even think they’d been on a date yet. He was talking about how he was the dominator, and to get on your knees open your mouth . Hell phantasmo didn’t know what to say. Hell she didn’t know where to look.” his laughter cutting off the story. “ Juicey, she can tell her version, and I’ll know what really happened.” His wink made the table laugh squeezing my hand.

Juice could tell by my face that I really wanted the topic dropped “ Boys, I think I’ve got that video bookmarked” his eyebrows wiggling at me, I loved and hated everything that Juice was at times like this. I started to get up from the table to get something from the kitchen, when Jay leaned over to whisper “Stay, he’s just messing with you, besides that promo brings back some memories “his grin mischievous as a wave of heat ran through me. Juice managed to play the promo over the Bluetooth speaker, Colten and Austin couldn’t stop laughing at the King Switches Bitch, meanwhile my mind drifted to a different set of memories. I had never been one for casual hookups but there was something about the aura of King Switch when he came to pick me up for dinner that night we never made it. I had been so forward that night driven by pure lust, I knew even if it was a one night thing I would’ve had no regrets about being King Switch’s Bitch.

About the third time through, Jay looked at me and nodded we both got up from the table. Juice clearly entertaining the boys .

“Jay what are you doing ?” as he pulled me inside the pantry, his mouth on mine kissing me deeply. “ Sweet girl, if they only knew, who the real dominator in this relationship is.” his hands reaching for the strings of the bikini top, untying it as his hands moved , down my body. “ that I may be King Switch but I’ve always been your bitch” as his mouth moved down my breast grazing his teeth along it, he planted hurried kisses, down my stomach,his arm swiping items off the counter as he picked me up and put me there. “Jay someone is gonna hear us” my words coming out shaky, as he undid the swimsuit bottom. “ It wouldn’t be the first time Juice had heard us, I’d dare the other two to even mention it. “ his beard nuzzling the inside of my thigh,his hands parting my legs, “ Sweet girl, I’m on my knees , my eyes open, thanking you” as his mouth found my clit, I moaned my hands in his hair, he continued licking and sucking, my hands pulling him in deeper. “ Jay, please need you” he continued until my legs started to tremble. He inserted two fingers pumping in and out his forearm flexing his mouth sucking a little harder as I came hard, his mouth and fingers fucking me through it. “You’re so fucking beautiful, if we had more time, I’d fuck you properly.” kissing my thigh. He handed me a bottle of water, as he cleaned me with paper towel. He retied my swimsuit, kissed me again as I nuzzled into him. “They’re gonna know” I said into his shoulder his laugh “ Oh sweet girl, there’s no denying it. Absolutely not one bit. “ taking my hand and leading me back outside.

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heart4reigns · 1 year

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GAME, roman reigns.

warnings: curse words, awkward moments, fluff, being trapped

tags: more stage names, just a fun fic woohoo

summary: you lost a bet... what could go wrong?

THE undisputed universal champion wasn’t hard to break. he was relatively easy to break, but with his current character role, it was rare for him to break character. so you, as the newest and youngest member of the bloodline, lost a bet with the twins (and their younger brother who was forced to join this bet). you were stupid enough to bet on who could do more pushups, of course they won. now all you had to do was make the tribal chief break character or you had to confess your feelings to him.

“your day tomorrow.” you immediately shook your head when you saw him. “i don’t wanna do it.” he mimicked your gesture. “you have to, remember our bet?” you pouted in annoyance. “that lil pout ain’t gonna work on me, sweetheart.” jey ruffled your hair. “what’s good, (y/n)?” “i’m gonna try to break him tomorrow.” you replied to jimmy. “damn, good luck.” jimmy patted your back. "what for?" a new voice trailed behind the three of you. "o- oh, nothing!" roman furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "okay then." he chuckled.

you were always intimidated by him, you were adopted by the bloodline since last month in a 'custody' match against the judgement day, leading the bloodline to win you over. the company saw your potential and decided to push you into their faction. "alright boys... and (y/n) rehearsal time." roman announced. you slid inside the ring, wrapping your hands with the tape. "(y/n), you read the script yet?" you nodded. "great, i pitched in the idea for you to cut a promo... you deserve this." your eyes widened in excitement as you felt butterflies in your stomach.

"thank you." you muttered, flustered as usual. jimmy saw your expression and began smirking. they all knew about your crush and admiration for their leader, except for him–he was just clueless, so you thought. you began stretching before hitting some moves. without you knowing, the tribal chief was studying you. he knew that you were a totally different person in and out of the ring.

in the ring, you were a menace–one of the fastest and youngest rising heel of your company. to say the least, people were quite skeptical with your skills at first. but after working your ass off to prove that you were worthy to be called 'the ace' inside the ring, no one doubted you anymore. you were one hell of a seller, always bringing the best for your fellow coworkers. even when you won, you made sure that your friends had their moment.

after watching your match against rhea, roman took a mental note to propose something to the company. he wanted you in his faction, roman knew you'd be a great addition as the faction needed a technical wrestler. of course he knew that you were still adapting to your new environment, but he couldn't help but to wonder why you were still too shy with him. sure, he was intimidating with his stage presence, but he was just doing his job.

he just wished that you were close to him the same way as you were with his own cousins. "this one goes the judgement day, you missed out an additional member because," you paused for a second, waiting for the answers. "you suck!" the twins shouted, posing as the audience. you smiled at them. "good job." roman smiled at you and you returned the gesture. "did i just miss (y/n)'s promo?" solo arrived, taking off his sunglasses. "yeah you did." jey replied. "aw, can you do it again for me?" you groaned, playfully punching him on his shoulders.

work came by and you were nervous. not because of the cameras surrounding you, but you had to make roman break character. you were up all night thinking about what you should do. you facetimed the twins and solo for advice, only to have them cursing you out as a joke. "i know you're not a jokester, that's why i want to see you try." jimmy's words rang in your ear. you huffed out the cold weather as you pushed the bloodline's locker room door open. "you ready for today, uce?" you flipped jimmy off, earning a laugh from him. "i wanna see you struggle today." he added. "how about you hit my head so i don't have to go out?"

everyone was already there and you were slightly panicking. you were pacing around the room, trying to find your new t-shirt that the crew gave you. jimmy and jey were out, grabbing coffee from the pantry–leaving you, solo, and roman alone in the locker room. "you alright?" solo asked, his face washed with confusion. "i swear i brought my t-shirt today, but i can't find it anywhere." you whispered, not wanting to catch roman's attention. "do you wanna use mine?" you immediately nodded. solo rummaged through his duffle bag to no avail. "shit, i forgot i always go out without a shirt, sorry dawg." you sighed loudly, capturing roman's attention.

"what's up?" he looked up from his phone. "n- nothing." "(y/n) lost her shirt for today." before you could say anything, roman walked over to the locker, opening it. "i have a spare hoodie but i think it's too oversized for you." you had no other option than to take it. "thank you." you muttered, taking it from his hands. and he was right, the black iconic 'we the ones' hoodie covered half of your legs, leaving you with your black boots. i look like i'm not wearing any gear, you thought. "you look cute though." the man complimented you, walking away from the scene to sit down.

the crew ushered you to the entrance. your heart was beating faster than usual. “can’t wait to see what you got under your sleeves.” jey nudged you with his elbow, a smirk plastered on his face. “i hate y’all.” you groaned. “awww, we love you too lil’ sister.” jimmy and jey crushed you with a hug, earning glances from the tribal chief. “something going on here?” you shook your head. “n- no, we’re just messing around.” he raised an eyebrow. “you nervous or something, pretty girl?” that nickname always got to you. you felt your cheeks heating up.

“you got this, your first promo will be amazing. you’re called the ace for a reason, chin up.” that left you even more flustered than before. his entrance song started and you had to keep your composure. “accompanied with the special counsel, paul heyman. the undisputed tag-team champions, the usos. solo sikoa and the smackdown women’s champion, the ace. and the undisputed wwe universal champion, roman reigns!” that was one hell of a long introduction, you thought.

you took a second to glance at the tribal chief being all-mighty and he looked hot with his black tracksuit. he lifted the belt and gave them back to paul for him to hold. “cincinnati,” he paused. “acknowledge me!” roman yelled to the crowd. everyone lifted their finger up, including you. “a special day today.” roman started the segment. “we’re joined by our newest member of the bloodline, ace.” everyone cheered. “now y’all cheering for her? whatever happened to ‘ace, join the judgement day’?” roman’s sentence was laced with sarcasm. “she’s too good to be in some faction without any belts… we have seven, what do they have? issues.” once again, the crowd cheered at your achievements.

“now, we got a lot of people fighting for her to be in their faction, but she’s with us now.” jey said as he slung his arm on your shoulders. “ay, ay. uce, think ace has something to say to y’all.” jimmy passed the microphone to you. you saw his look and you knew that he was trying his best not to break character as he waited for you to pull-off the bet tonight. you mouthed a ‘fuck you’ to him before taking the mic. “kill it, sis.” jimmy winked.

“cincinnati, what’s good?” you yelled into the mic. earning a ‘what’s good’ back as a response. “damn, y’all excited to see me today?” the crowd cheered. “okay, okay pipe down. i’m talking.” you rolled your eyes, staying true to your character. “alright, i see a lot of surprised faces out here tonight because i’m standing with the bloodline today.” you continued. “why am i here instead of being with the judgement day?” you earned a couple of ‘boo’s along the away. “because they’re bitches and they suck.” you grinned menacingly.

roman was watching you the entire time, he knew that you had good mic skills and he didn’t doubt you any second. he admired you from afar, leaning against the turnbuckle–smirking the entire time. you looked cute with his big hoodie that went down your thighs, exposing only your legs and the boots you wore. he couldn’t stop looking at you to the point where he was slowly tuning out the crowd voices, only focusing on you. sometimes he wondered why you were so distant to him, maybe you were scared of him? intimidated by his presence? all he wanted to do was to get to know you even better. of course you caught his attention, he had been interested in you since the first day you stepped inside the blue brand. everyone knew that you had this presence that made people turn around their heads when they saw you.

the twins stared at you and you knew it was time. you sighed as you dragged roman from the sides, hopping on to his back, catching him off-guard. “i don’t relate to people who suck, i relate to the top ones, like this dude right here.” you pointed at roman, who was still confused. “yeah you, tribal chief. i relate to you, because i’m strong as hell, cool as hell, and most importantly, sexy as hell.” he practically had to cover his face to stop himself from smiling. this was definitely the twins’s idea, he thought. “let’s hear it for the tribal chief, i say ‘sexy’ you say ‘yeah’!” you were still on top of his shoulders. “sexy!” “yeah!” the crowd replied. “THAT’S RIGHT!” roman broke out a smile for a couple of seconds. “damn it.” he muttered, holding your legs to protect you from falling.

needless to say, the walk back to the locker room was awkward for you. jimmy, jey, and solo were having the time of their lives. “I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE FUNNY LIKE THAT, DAWG!” jimmy grinned. you were still blushing from the segment. roman, on the other hand, was still confused with the situation. “okay, okay. calm down, think she’s going to cry anytime soon.” roman told the twins. you looked at him, avoiding his gaze. “thank you.” you replied.

the locker room was already empty when you got back. you were pulled over by creatives, they praised you as they showed tweets from people talking about your promo. you felt proud but embarrassed at the same time. you were playing with your phone, replying to your sister’s texts about your segment. you didn’t even notice the man sitting down on the locker room couch. you continued to play with your phone until you heard a familiar voice.

“and where do you think you’re going?” roman’s voice made you stop your tracks. “h- home?” you stuttered, still not brave enough to turn your back. “you made me break character…” your heart was beating faster than usual. “that’s new.” you nervously chuckled at his sentence. “i can… explain?” you awkwardly turned around. “i’ll explain later, i have to… uhm? go out?” you tried pushing the door open to no avail. your eyes widened in fear as the door wouldn’t budge. “oh god.” you muttered.

roman unknowingly saw your panic expression and tried to open the door. “it’s stuck.” he added. “oh god.” you repeated. “hey, calm down. you want me to bust this door open?” roman asked. “no, i think you’ve damaged enough properties.” you replied, remembering the sofa he broke last month. the man chuckled. “well, let me call jey.” “i’ll call paul.”

to your luck, the members of your faction didn’t answer. you were stuck with the man you last wanted to see after the entire segment. “we can actually break the door, but nah… you’re gonna get dragged by logistics and that’s gonna be a mess.” roman gave up trying to open the door and sat down on the couch again. “anyways, that whole segment you did? it was amazing. but i don’t know how you pulled that off… you never strike me as a comedic person.” you rubbed the nape of your neck in nervousness.

he was waiting for your answer. “sit down while we wait for people to notice that we’re gone. last time i was trapped with seth, i ended up playing an entire game of chess with him. there’s nothing to worry about, i don’t bite you know?” he teased you. “y- yeah.” you sat down in front of him, still avoiding his gaze. “who put you up with that promo?” he asked once again.

“i made a bet with the twins and solo… but i lost. it was either breaking you or…” you paused for a second. “or what?” your face reddened in embarrassment. “or i have to… do a backflip in the hallways.” you lied. “(y/n), we all know you’re a great actor and you’ve done countless backflips with kevin. you’re lying.” he commented. tension was there and you were nervous. “if you don’t feel comfortable talking about it, i understand. we’re not close yet and it’s fine-“ “it was either breaking you or i have to confess.” you blurted out, face still red.

“confess?” roman repeated. his attention shifted to you. you tried breaking eye-contact but he was still looking at you. “on what?” he continued. “i- i like you. it’s so weird to say that but yeah, i like you. that’s why i’m still awkward around you because when i like people i just can’t be myself. god, i sound like a loser now. i hope you don’t see me in a weird light or kick me out, i love being here, i’m sorry let me just-“

your sentence was cut-off by a pair of lips on top of your forehead. time went by slowly as you felt him towering over you. “now i know why you’re always so flustered around me, i thought you were scared of me. turns out you like me? that’s so cute.” the black-haired man chuckled. “you don’t have to say anything, i like you too.” before you could respond, you heard the door being unlocked. “FINALLY, WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN HOUR FOR THIS.” jimmy dangled the keys in front of your face.

“YOU LOCKED US IN?” you shouted, standing up from your seat. “y- yeah.” he stuttered. “COME HERE, LET ME BEAT YOUR ASS!” you sprinted to him, causing him to run out of the room. “GET YOUR ASS HERE, JONATHAN FATU!” roman shook his head and sighed in relief. “how did it go?” jey took your place. “it went well, she was nervous but i think we understand each other now.” the younger twin smiled hearing his sentence. “caught me off-guard though.” roman added. “really?” “yeah, i thought she was scared of me or something. it’s cute honestly, i can’t wait to see what’s in store for us.”

jey and roman walked outside the locker room, with their bags (and yours, because you didn’t come back to get it). the hallways were empty, but they could hear you and jimmy still going around. “COME BACK HERE, I SWEAR TO GOD JONATHAN FATU. I WILL KILL YOU.” “HELP! PLEASE HELP ME! (Y/N), HOW DO YOU NOT RUN OUT OF BREATH?” the staffs and stars were confused to see you chasing him. “what’s up with jon and (y/n)?” montez nudged roman. “oh, he locked (y/n) and i together in the locker room, forcing her to admit her feelings for me.” “wild.”

a/n: missing him… i miss writing roman… i hope you enjoyed this lighthearted fic! anyways like usual, feedbacks are highly appreciated and requests are open!

#the usos #wwe #wwe imagines #roman reigns #jey uso #cody rhodes #paul heyman #wrestling #jimmy uso #roman reigns imagines #roman reigns x reader #solo sikoa #wwe x reader

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