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celestial-thoughts · 7 months

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Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Bayley, Platonic Bayley & Dakota Kai, background Shayna Baszler x Dakota Kai

Word count: 1.7k

Author's note: set after Raw 3/20/23. thank you so so much to my lovely prism trap anon for the idea for this fic. i am so sorry it took me forever to write it, but i hope you enjoy!

read this fic on ao3 here.

Dakota is smirking at Bayley the moment they step through the curtain backstage. “You okay?” the Kiwi girl asks, raising an eyebrow. “You look a little flushed.”

“I do not,” Bayley insists, but one look at her reflection in a nearby mirror and she realizes that Dakota is right.

“Hey, I’m not saying I blame you,” Dakota says. “She went all in on that pin. I would be flustered too."

Bayley starts to say something, when she suddenly catches sight of Rhea coming around the corner. "Hey, nice job out there tonight," the Aussie woman says, her gaze focused on Bayley.

"Thanks, you too," Bayley manages to reply without stumbling over her words.

Rhea's lips move into a sly smirk, as she presses a flat piece of plastic into Bayley's palm. Bayley looks down to find a key card for a hotel room, nearly identical to the one in her own bag. "Room 515," Rhea says. "If you're interested."

Bayley wants to ask what Rhea is implying, but Damian calls out to Rhea from the other end of the hallway and Rhea shoots Bayley a final, knowing smile before walking past them to her stablemate.

Dakota giggles, grinning at her teammate. "Shut up," Bayley says through gritted teeth.

"Are you gonna go?" Dakota asks, even though her smirk clearly says that she knows the answer to her question.

Bayley shrugs, trying to act casual. "Maybe," she says.

"You should go," Dakota insists.

Realizing that Dakota isn't going to drop the subject, Bayley sighs. "I'll think about it," she finally says. "Ready to go?"

Dakota picks up her bag and nods. "Yeah," she says. "I want to call Shayna before it gets to be too late."

"Any idea if she's going to be on the card at Mania?" Bayley asks as she and Dakota make their way to the arena exit.

Shaking her head, Dakota lets out a sigh. "Nope," she says. "Last I heard, there was talk of adding her and Ronda to the women's showcase match, but it depends on how long Ronda's injury is going to take to heal."

Bayley gives a sympathetic nod, remembering all too well the feeling of being left off of the biggest show of the year. "How's she handling it?" she asks Dakota. Though Bayley and Shayna haven't worked together much, a friendship began to form between them when Dakota returned alongside Bayley at SummerSlam.

"She's taking the situation better than I expected," Dakota says. "I mean, she's frustrated, of course. But she's holding out hope that things work out." They arrive at the rental car and Dakota climbs into the passenger seat, letting Bayley drive. The car is silent for the first few minutes of the drive, before Dakota speaks up again. "So, are you going to go?" she asks.

Bayley doesn't need to ask what Dakota is referring to. She feels the keycard practically burning a hole in her pocket. "I don't know. Part of me wants to go," she admits. "But I don't know what to expect, or what she wants from me."

Dakota raises an eyebrow. "It's Rhea," she says. "I think you can probably guess."

"But that's the thing," Bayley says with a sigh. "I don't want Rhea to think of me as just another one-night stand. I'm not saying I necessarily want something serious, but I'm not exactly into the idea of hooking up one night in a hotel room, and then pretending that it never happened." She lets out another sigh as she pulls into the parking lot.

"Who says it has to be about what she wants from you?" Dakota asks. "Just because she's inviting you to her room, doesn't mean you just have to give in to whatever she says. It's about you, as much as it's about her."

Bayley gives Dakota a look. "So you're saying I should try to be in charge?" she asks. "Because I have a feeling Rhea isn't the kind of person who likes to submit to anyone."

"Well, it doesn't hurt to make the suggestion," Dakota says, as they both climb out of the car and grab their bags. She looks at Bayley as they walk into the hotel and cross the foyer to the elevators. "But I can't tell you what to do. You have to decide for yourself." She pauses for a moment, before speaking again. "But ask yourself if you're going to regret not going more or less than you think you would regret going."

So that's what Bayley thinks about as she and Dakota enter the hotel room that they're sharing. It's what she thinks about as she takes off her gear and showers, washes off her makeup and gets dressed in sweatpants and an old t-shirt.

And it's what she thinks about as she grabs her phone and two room keys, and quietly slips out the door, not wanting to interrupt Dakota, who's on FaceTime with Shayna. Before she has a chance to talk herself out of it, Bayley walks down the hallway to the elevator, goes up two floors, and emerges on the fifth floor of the hotel. She walks down the hall, stopping in front of the room marked with the number 515.

Is she going to regret doing this? Possibly. But would she regret not doing it? Almost certainly. So Bayley takes a deep breath, lets it out, scans the room key, and enters the room, pocketing the key as she steps inside.

Rhea is sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes on the door. "So you decided to take me up on my offer," she says.

Bayley closes the door behind her, but stays next to the exit, unsure of her place in this situation. "I did," she says slowly. "Though I have to admit, I'm not quite sure what your offer entails.

A sly smirk finds its way onto Rhea's lips. "You're a smart girl," she teases as she stands up from the bed, slowly making her way across the room to where Bayley is hovering by the door. "I'm sure you can figure it out."

Rhea runs her hands up Bayley's sides and leans in close. "I'm going to kiss you now," she whispers, her lips just inches Bayley's ear.

And Bayley isn't going to object, melting into Rhea as the younger woman kisses her. It's not a soft or tender kiss by any means, but neither is Rhea. The kiss is slow and fierce, Rhea teasing into Bayley's mouth with her tongue. Her hands make their way to Bayley's shoulders and she pushes Bayley against the door.

Bayley's response is naturally to push back against Rhea, forcing her against the nearest wall, never breaking from the kiss. There's tension between them, a power struggle as the two dominant women fight for control.

Suddenly, Rhea steps back. "Why are we doing this?" she says with a sigh. "We're both sore and exhausted. This certainly isn't going to help anything."

"Hey, you're the one who invited me here," Bayley points out. "But you make a fair point."

For a moment, they just stare at each other. Then, Rhea wraps her hand around Bayley's wrist and tugs her over to the bed. They collapse onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, and Bayley's lips find Rhea's instinctively.

Bayley doesn't remember much from the next several minutes, but she remembers a few things: Rhea's tongue teasing into her mouth. Her fingers in Rhea's hair. Rhea's breath against her neck.

When they finally break apart, and Bayley tries to stand up and return to her room for the night, Rhea pulls her back down onto the bed beside her. "Stay," she says. "Please. Stay with me for the night."

And Bayley can't say no to that accent, so she settles back in beside Rhea. "Dakota is never going to let me hear the end of this," she says with a sigh.

Rhea laughs, wrapping her arms around Bayley's torso. "Shayna is going to tease me for days if Dakota tells her about this," she says. "But then again, we gave them so much crap when they first got together, so I suppose it's only fair."

Bayley laughs, resting her head on Rhea's chest. They stay curled up together, Bayley in Rhea's arms until they fall asleep, and they wake up the same way. Bayley wouldn't mind spending all day in bed with Rhea, but they both have flights to get to, so Bayley settles for a lingering kiss and a promise that they'll text each other before their flights leave.

She's just about to leave Rhea's hotel room when the Aussie woman places a hand on her shoulder. "Can I take you out?" she asks, and her voice is hesitant and shy in a way that makes Bayley's heart skip a beat. "On a real date, I mean. Not just making out in a hotel room."

"Well, I didn't have any problems with making out in a hotel room," Bayley teases. "But yes, I would love to go on a date with you."

Rhea smiles shyly, placing a soft kiss on Bayley's lips and promising to call her tonight. Bayley feels like she's floating as she returns to her room.

Dakota is sitting criss cross at the edge of her bed when Bayley returns. "Something you want to tell me?" she asks, a knowing grin on her face.

As much as she tries to hide it, a giddy smile finds its way onto Bayley's face, accompanied by a faint blush. She nods, which prompts Dakota to let out an excited squeal and jump up from the bed. Bayley lets Dakota tug her over to the bed and sits down. "So how was it?" Dakota asks eagerly.

"It was amazing," Bayley says, prompting Dakota to let out another squeak of excitement. "We didn't go too far because we were both tired, but we made out a bit. And then we cuddled for a while."

Dakota watches her friend with bright eyes, not missing the pink flush in Bayley's cheeks. "Anything else?" she asks, almost as if she knows there's more to the story.

Bayley nods. "She asked me out," she says. "On a date."

"See, I told you going over there was a good idea," Dakota says with a satisfied smirk. Then her expression softened into a fond smile. "I'm glad you're happy," she says. "You deserve it. Both of you do."

Bayley smiles at her teammate. "Thanks for convincing me to go," she says.

"Anytime," Dakota replies. "You know I've always got your back."

#my writing #wwe #prism trap anon #rhea x bayley #rhea ripley #nightmare brutality #bayley #role model

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Charlie (Dakota) x reader

Reader having a really bad week and when she gets home she’s really upset and she just has a complete meltdown and Dakota comforts and cuddles her

Meltdown || Dakota Kai x Reader

Summary: You get home after a horrible and all too busy week away. You end up having a complete meltdown. Thankfully, Dakota is there to comfort you

The week had been relentless, a never-ending cascade of deadlines, meetings, and stress. You had powered through it all, but now that you were finally home, the weight of it all crashed down upon you like a tidal wave. You couldn't hold it in any longer.

Tears streamed down your face as you sat on the cold kitchen floor, your sobs echoing through the empty house. It was as if all the pent-up emotions had erupted at once, leaving you feeling utterly defeated.

Amidst the chaos of your breakdown, you heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and then a gentle hand on your shoulder. You looked up, tear-blurred vision meeting Dakota's concerned eyes.

"Kota," you choked out her name, feeling a rush of relief that she was here.

Without a word, she helped you up from the floor, her strong arms supporting you as you wobbled on unsteady legs. You clung to her, burying your face in her shoulder, unable to contain your tears.

She guided you into the bedroom, her touch comforting and reassuring. She eased you down onto the bed and then joined you, pulling you into a warm embrace. Dakota's heartbeat was a steady rhythm against your ear, grounding you in the moment.

"Shh," she whispered soothingly, her fingers gently stroking your hair. "It's okay, my love. Let it out."

You clung to her, your sobs gradually subsiding as you found solace in her arms. Dakota held you close, her presence a reassuring anchor in the midst of your stormy emotions.

"Everything is going to be alright," she murmured, her voice a calming balm. "You're my strong girl, and you can handle anything that comes your way. I'm here for you, always."

Her words were like a lifeline, pulling you back from the brink of despair. With Dakota by your side, you knew you could weather any storm, no matter how fierce. In her embrace, you found strength and comfort, and as you slowly calmed down, you realized that, indeed, everything would be alright.

#i’m sobbing this is adorable #i need this in my life so bad #support fanfic writers

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tagged by @the-man-becky-lynch

last song I listened to: call your mom by noah kahan (yes i'm doing just fine, why do you ask?)

currently watching: s.w.a.t. (2017) season 6

currently reading: divine rivals by rebecca ross

current obsession: s.w.a.t.

tagging (optional): @this-is-my-bisexuality @combatfaerie

#tag game #celestials thoughts

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i know i’m on a bit of a hiatus right now, but i’m definitely going to try to do this!

Rhea Ripley Appreciation Week: Part The Third

Hi, everyone! This will be the third consecutive year in which I will be hosting Rhea Ripley Appreciation Week! To participate, all you have to do is follow the prompts, make a post, and use the tag #RRAW23 so that I can share your creations! Have fun!

Day One (October 5) - Fave Moment

Day Two (October 6) - Fave Gear

Day Three (October 7) - Fave Street Style Look

Day Four (October 8) - Fave Rivalry

Day Five (October 9) - Fave Team Up

Day Six (October 10) - Fave Friend/ship(s)

Day Seven (October 11) - Free Choice

#rraw23 #celestials thoughts

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celestial-thoughts · 8 months

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hi friends!

i won't be posting a weekly women's wrestling news roundup tomorrow, and probably not for the next couple of weeks as well. i'm dealing with some personal stuff, and school is getting really busy.

thanks for understanding! i'm hoping to be posting again in a couple of weeks.

xo, celestial.

#celestials thoughts #update #personal

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september 4, 2023 - weekly women’s pro wrestling news roundup: week of august 28-september 3, 2023

this week's news roundup includes:

Results from last week’s editions of Monday Night Raw, NXT, WWE Main Event, Friday Night SmackDown, and NXT Level Up.

Results from last week’s editions of AEW Dynamite, AEW Rampage, and AEW Collision.

Results from WWE Payback.

Results from AEW All Out.

spoilers below the cut for shows/events listed above!

Results from TV last week:

Monday Night Raw (8/28):

Becky Lynch defeated Zoey Stark - falls count anywhere match. match length-16:17.

NXT (8/29):

Elektra Lopez & Lola Vice defeated Dana Brooke & Kelani Jordan. match length-4:01.

Kiana James defeated Gigi Dolin, Roxanne Perez, and Blair Davenport to become the #1 contender to the NXT Women's Championship. match length-11:41.

AEW Dynamite (8/30):

TBS Champion Kris Statlander, Hikaru Shida, & Dr. Britt Baker, DMD defeated Emi Sakura, Nyla Rose, & Marina Shafir. match length-7:17.

WWE Main Event (8/31):

Katana Chance (w/ Kayden Carter) defeated WWE Women's Tag Team Champion Chelsea Green. match length-5:05.

Friday Night SmackDown (9/1):

Shotzi defeated Bayley (w/ Dakota Kai & WWE Women's Champion Iyo Sky). match length-9:18.

NXT Level Up (9/1):

Stevie Turner defeated Valentina Feroz (w/ Yulisa Leon). match length-4:19.

AEW Rampage (9/1):

Skye Blue & Willow Nightingale defeated Anna Jay & Taya Valkyrie. match length-8:30.

AEW Collision (9/2):

The Outcasts (AEW Women's World Champion Saraya, Toni Storm, & Ruby Soho) defeated TBS Champion Kris Statlander, Hikaru Shida, & Dr. Britt Baker, DMD. match length-8:11.

Results from PPVs last week:

WWE Payback (9/2):

Becky Lynch defeated Trish Stratus in steel cage match. match length-20:00.

After the match, Trish and Zoey Stark argued inside the cage, and Zoey turned on Trish, hitting her with the Z-360.

Rhea Ripley defeated Raquel Rodriguez to retain the Women's World Championship. match length-17:20.

AEW All Out (9/3):

Zero Hour:

Skye Blue, Willow Nightingale, & Hikaru Shida defeated ROH Women's World Champion Athena, Mercedes Martinez, & Diamante (w/ Billie Starkz). match length-8:30.

PPV:

Kris Statlander defeated Ruby Soho (w/ AEW Women's World Champion Saraya) to retain the TBS Championship. match length-12:25.

Current Women's Champions in WWE & AEW:

WWE: - Women's World Championship: Rhea Ripley - WWE Women's Championship: Iyo Sky - NXT Women's Championship: Tiffany Stratton - WWE Women's Tag Team Championship: Chelsea Green & Piper Niven

AEW: - AEW Women's World Championship: Saraya - TBS Championship: Kris Statlander

#weekly women's wrestling news roundup #celestial talks wrestling news #monday night raw #wwe nxt #wwe main event #friday night smackdown #nxt level up #aew dynamite #aew rampage #aew collision #wwe payback #aew all out #wwe #aew

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august 28, 2023 - weekly women’s pro wrestling news roundup: week of august 21-27, 2023

this week's news roundup includes:

Results from last week’s editions of Monday Night Raw, NXT, WWE Main Event, Friday Night SmackDown, and NXT Level Up.

Results from last week’s editions of AEW Dynamite, AEW Rampage, and AEW Collision.

Results from AEW All In.

Upcoming major events in wrestling.

spoilers below the cut for shows/events listed above!

Notable results from TV last week:

Monday Night Raw (8/21):

Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley (w/ Dominik Mysterio) defeated Candice LeRae (w/ Indi Hartwell). match length-1:21.

Raquel Rodriguez attacked Rhea Ripley and challenged her to a title match at WWE Payback.

Becky Lynch's promo was interrupted by Trish Stratus and Zoey Stark. Becky challenged Zoey to a Falls Count Anywhere match for next week on Raw.

WWE Women's Tag Team Champions Chelsea Green & Piper Niven defeated Kayden Carter & Katana Chance. match length-1:36.

NXT Heatwave (8/22):

Ivy Nile defeated Ava. match length-2:12.

NXT Women's Champion Tiffany Stratton's promo was interrupted as Gigi Dolin, Kiana James, Blair Davenport, and Roxanne Perez all called their shots for the gold, before brawling with each other.

Lyra Valkyria & Dragon Lee defeated Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley & NXT North American Champion Dominik Mysterio. match length-14:06.

AEW Dynamite (8/23):

Ruby Soho (w/ Saraya & Toni Storm) defeated Skye Blue. match length-7:15.

WWE Main Event (8/24):

Natalya defeated Nikki Cross. match length-8:06.

Friday Night SmackDown (8/25):

Backstage during an interview, Bayley called WWE Women's Champion Iyo Sky "once in a generation."

Iyo Sky (w/ Bayley & Dakota Kai) defeated Zelina Vega to retain the WWE Women's Championship. match length-6:10.

NXT Level Up (8/25):

Kiana James defeated Kiyah Saint. match length-5:19.

AEW Rampage (8/25):

The Outcasts (Saraya & Toni Storm) defeated AEW Women's World Champion Hikaru Shida & Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D. match length-11:15.

AEW Collision (8/26):

Willow Nightingale defeated Robyn Renegade (w/ Charlette Renegade). match length-8:35.

Notable news & results from PPVs last week:

AEW All In (8/27):

During both the Zero Hour kickoff show and the PPV, Mercedes Mone (fka Sasha Banks) was shown in the audience.

Saraya defeated Hikaru Shida, Toni Storm, and Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D to become the new AEW Women's World Champion. match length-8:50.

Upcoming major events in wrestling:

WWE Payback - Saturday, September 2.

AEW All Out - Sunday, September 3.

Current Women's Champions in WWE & AEW:

WWE: - Women's World Championship: Rhea Ripley - WWE Women's Championship: Iyo Sky - NXT Women's Championship: Tiffany Stratton - WWE Women's Tag Team Championship: Chelsea Green & Piper Niven

AEW: - AEW Women's World Championship: Saraya - TBS Championship: Kris Statlander

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Dakota x shayna x reader (or you can just do the BRE because like why not)

Reader having really bad period cramps and headaches and stuff so they all comfort her

Gentle care || Shayna Baszler x Reader x Dakota Kai

Summary: Your monthly periods are hell for you but Shayna and Dakota take care of you.

Your monthly cycle is like a relentless storm that sweeps over you, leaving you in a sea of discomfort and pain. As the cramps intensify and the headaches settle in, you find yourself seeking refuge in the company of Shayna and Dakota. They're your pillars of strength during these trying times.

On a particularly challenging day, you're curled up on the couch, clutching a heating pad to your abdomen, and grimacing with each wave of pain. The television is on, but your attention is elsewhere as the discomfort takes center stage.

"Hey," Shayna's voice is a soothing balm as she enters the room, her presence instantly calming. "How are you feeling?"

You manage a weak smile, grateful for her concern. "Like I've been run over by a fucking truck."

Dakota follows closely behind, carrying a tray with a cup of herbal tea and some light snacks. "We've got your back, love."

As you sip the tea, their presence alone starts to ease the tension in your body. Shayna sits beside you, her hand gently rubbing circles on your back. Dakota settles on your other side, placing a cool cloth on your forehead to alleviate the throbbing headache.

"Remember to breathe," Shayna murmurs, her fingers working their magic on your tense muscles.

Dakota's soft voice joins the chorus of comfort. "You're strong, and this will pass. We're right here with you."

Their words and actions are a lifeline as you navigate the storm within you. Time seems to blur as they take turns offering their support, each touch and every kind word a reminder that you're not alone in this battle.

As the hours pass, the pain gradually begins to subside. You're still weary, but their unwavering presence has made a significant difference. Shayna and Dakota exchange knowing glances, and without a word, they help you up from the couch, guiding you to your bedroom.

"Let's get you comfortable," Shayna suggests, arranging the pillows to support your weary body.

Dakota tucks you in, her smile warm and caring. "Rest up. We'll be right here if you need anything."

You close your eyes, feeling their love and support surround you like a cocoon. As sleep claims you, you're filled with a deep sense of gratitude for the two incredible women who stand by your side, offering comfort and care when you need it the most. In their arms, the storm might rage, but you're never alone, and that makes all the difference.

#support fanfic writers #i need this in my life #this is so soft and cute and reading this just feels like a warm hug

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Shayna x Charlie x reader (i love them so much)

Cuddles and just like lots of fluff with Shayna and Charlie

Demand || Shayna Baszler x Reader x Dakota Kai (Charlie)

Summary: You decide that the day will be spent in bed, in the arms of your girlfriends.

You wake up with a yearning for something warm, comforting, and full of love. The perfect remedy to your mood is simple: cuddles. Today is all about that. Your longing for the comforting embrace of your partners, Shayna and Charlie, is insistent. And so, you decide that this is exactly how you'll spend your day.

As the morning light filters through the curtains, you stretch and yawn, a smile tugging at your lips. You turn to your side, finding Shayna still sound asleep. You can't help but admire her serene expression, the way her features soften in slumber. You lean in and press a soft kiss to her forehead before gently extricating yourself from her grasp.

Across the bed, Charlie stirs, blinking sleepily as she rubs her eyes. A soft chuckle escapes your lips, and she blinks at you in a way that's endearingly disoriented.

"Morning," you greet with a warm smile.

"Morning," she replies, her voice husky with sleep. "What's got you up and about so early?"

You crawl back to her, propping yourself up on your elbows as you gaze down at her. "I've got a craving for cuddles today."

Charlie's eyes crinkle at the corners as she grins, reaching out to pull you down beside her. "Well, who am I to deny you such a request?"

You snuggle into her arms, your head finding its spot on her chest, her heartbeat a comforting rhythm beneath your ear. It's exactly where you want to be, and you let out a contented sigh. Charlie's arms wrap around you, holding you close, and she presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"Mmm, feels nice," you murmur, nuzzling closer to her.

"I'm glad you think so," Charlie replies, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on your back.

Just as you're getting lost in the warmth of Charlie's embrace, you feel the bed shift beside you. Shayna's awake now, her gaze landing on the two of you with a soft smile.

"Am I missing out on something?" she asks playfully, her voice still laced with sleep.

You chuckle, reaching out for her. "Not anymore."

Shayna moves closer, her arms wrapping around both you and Charlie, creating a cocoon of warmth and affection. Puppy, sensing the cozy atmosphere, hops up onto the bed and finds a spot at the foot, letting out a contented sigh of her own.

"This is the perfect way to spend the day," Shayna says, her lips pressing a gentle kiss to your temple.

You nod in agreement, feeling utterly content between your two partners. It's like the world outside has faded away, leaving just the three of you in this serene and loving bubble. You close your eyes, savoring the feeling of being surrounded by their presence.

Throughout the day, you move from cuddling to chatting to sharing soft kisses. Shayna and Charlie take turns in showing you just how much they care, with their gentle touches and sweet words. It's everything you needed and more – a day of comfort and love that wraps around you like a warm, cozy blanket.

As the sun sets and the room is cast in a soft, golden glow, you realize that you couldn't have asked for a better way to spend your time. You're tucked between the two people who mean the most to you, and their love is all around you. It's a day filled with cuddles, affection, and the reassurance that you're cherished beyond measure.

#support fanfic writers #i love me some cuddly shaykota #this is so cute omg

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an update re: weekly women's wrestling news roundups.

due to classes starting soon, i won't be able to spend as much time writing detailed recaps of weekly wwe and aew shows. as a result, the weekly women's wrestling news roundup will be looking a little different going forward. here's what you can expect:

results from matches. this will still include match length, but will not include details about the matches themselves.

1-2 sentence summaries of backstage segments and promos.

significant news from the world of women's wrestling, mainly releases, debuts, and other notable events.

a recap of current women's titleholders in wwe and aew.

major shows/events taking place in the coming week (such as pay-per-views and premium live events) when applicable.

i hope that eventually i will be able to go back to longer, more detailed recaps on a weekly basis, but right now this is the most i am able to commit to.

xo, celestial.

#celestials thoughts #weekly women's wrestling news roundup #update

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august 21, 2023 - weekly women’s pro wrestling news roundup: week of august 14-20, 2023

this week's news roundup includes:

News & results from last week’s editions of Monday Night Raw, NXT, and Friday Night SmackDown.

News & results from last week's editions of WWE Main Event and NXT Level Up.

News & results from last week’s editions of AEW Dynamite, AEW Rampage, and AEW Collision.

Other updates and news from last week.

Things to look forward to in women’s wrestling this week!

spoilers below the cut for shows/events listed above!

Notable news & results from TV last week:

Monday Night Raw (8/14):

Backstage, Adam Pearce spoke to WWE Women's Tag Team Champion Chelsea Green about the future of the titles now that Chelsea is without a partner as Sonya Deville has a torn ACL. Kayden Carter and Katana Chance interrupted, saying that they wanted a shot at the titles once Chelsea found a partner. Kayden and Katana were then attacked from behind by Piper Niven who declared that she would be Chelsea's new partner and took one of the title belts from her.

Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley defeated Indi Hartwell. After the match, Candice LeRae and Indi attacked Rhea before escaping up the ramp. match length-3:05.

Becky Lynch vs. Trish Stratus ended in a double count-out. The match ended after Becky and Trish began to brawl in the crowd. They continued to fight up the stairs and into the concourse. As they reached the merch stand, Zoey Stark appeared and helped Trish to lay out Becky. match length-11:30.

Backstage after the match, Adam Pearce confronted Trish and Zoey. He said that Trish would have another match against Becky, and that this time it would be in a steel cage.

NXT (8/15):

Blair Davenport defeated Dana Brooke. match length-3:39.

In a backstage segment, Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley & NXT North American Champion Dominik Mysterio called out Lyra Valkyria & Dragon Lee, issuing a challenge for a mixed tag team match next week at NXT Heatwave. Later in the show, Lyra and Dragon Lee accepted the challenge.

Jacy Jayne defeated Thea Hail. match length-8:11.

A video package of NXT Women's Champion Tiffany Stratton was shown. Stratton promised that she would be on NXT Heatwave next week.

AEW Dynamite (8/16):

Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D. defeated The Bunny to qualify for the AEW Women's World Championship four way match at AEW All In. Britt claimed the final spot in the championship match in London, where she, Saraya, and Toni Storm will all be challenging Hikaru Shida for the gold. match length-7:31.

WWE Main Event (8/17):

Natalya defeated Tegan Nox. match length-5:43.

Friday Night SmackDown (8/18):

Bianca Belair & Charlotte Flair defeated Damage CTRL (WWE Women's Champion Iyo Sky & Bayley). Bianca pinned Bayley to score the win. match length-13:50.

Bianca was in the middle of being interviewed backstage, when she was attacked by Damage CTRL's Bayley, Dakota Kai, and Iyo Sky.

NXT Level Up (8/18):

Jacy Jayne defeated Karmen Petrovic. match length-5:10.

Dani Palmer defeated Brooklyn Barlow. match length-4:56.

AEW Rampage (8/18):

AEW Women's World Champion Hikaru Shida & Skye Blue defeated The Outcasts (Toni Storm & Ruby Soho). After the match, Toni and Ruby attacked Shida and Skye. Saraya also attacked the champion and her tag partner, before Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D. ran down the ramp to make the save. All six women brawled to end the show. match length-10:08.

AEW Collision (8/19):

Willow Nightingale defeated Diamante. match length-11:02.

Other news & updates from last week:

On Wednesday morning, Wrestling Observer Newsletter reported that Lacey Evans has officially left WWE. This follows Lacey removing "WWE" from her social media handles, as well as indicating in her Instagram bio that she is no longer with the company. As of writing this, there has been no statement from WWE regarding Lacey's release, but she has been moved to the alumni section of the WWE website. According to a report from Fightful Select on Tuesday night, Lacey had indicated that her deal was set to expire at midnight.

Dakota Kai confirmed during a Twitch stream that she still has a ways to go before she is cleared to return to in-ring action. Specifically, she said that she is just under six months away from being cleared.

Speaking of Dakota Kai, she and Zelina Vega announced that they are starting a podcast together. Subscribe on YouTube here.

Things to look forward to this week:

This Tuesday on NXT Heatwave, Ava (fka Ava Raine, daughter of The Rock) will compete in her first singles match, against Ivy Nile.

This Sunday, August 27 live on pay-per-view, AEW All In takes place in London, England. Zero Hour starts at 12 pm ET, and the PPV begins at 1 pm ET. AEW Women's World Champion Hikaru Shida defends her title in a four way match against Toni Storm, Saraya, and Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D.

Current Women's Champions in WWE & AEW:

WWE: - Women's World Championship: Rhea Ripley - WWE Women's Championship: Iyo Sky - NXT Women's Championship: Tiffany Stratton - WWE Women's Tag Team Championship: Chelsea Green & Piper Niven

AEW: - AEW Women's World Championship: Hikaru Shida - TBS Championship: Kris Statlander

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this week’s wrestling news roundup will either be up tonight or early tomorrow morning. i’m in the process of packing to move for school so i haven’t had a chance to finish it yet.

#celestials thoughts #update #personal

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i see the vision.

#celestials thoughts #dakota kai #king kota kai

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salvation is coming in the morning

Chris's phone is almost dead, her keys are nowhere to be found, and all she can see is a sign that says Sunset Drive Inn. She considers her options before calling the one person who she knows, really, was the only option.

In the wake of Erika's death, Chris isn't doing well. Street helps.

S.W.A.T. (2017)

TW: anxiety attacks, mentions of drinking

Relationships: Chris Alonso & Jim Street

Other: hurt/comfort, post 4x08, tenderness, developing relationship

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The first thing Chris feels when she wakes up is the worsening pounding against her forehead. She groans against the pain, her hand reaching out to grasp her phone. Panic reels through her when she realizes not only can she not find it, but the sheets twisted around her aren’t her own.

Opening her eyes, she immediately has to blink back against the sunlight streaming through the broken slats in the blinds. The yellow-orange walls are in sharp contrast to the gray of her bedroom. She holds the scratchy covers over her chest as she raises up onto her elbow enough to gather that no one else is in the room with her.

Anymore, she thinks, trying to ignore the anxiety that fills her up.

Luckily, she’s jolted from her thoughts by the sight of her phone on the ground. Flipping it over, she exhales and lets her shoulders drop when there’s some battery left. Not a lot, but enough to give her the motivation to get up and collect her clothes. She considers a shower once she’s gotten them in a wrinkled pile in her arms on her way to the bathroom, but decides against it when she catches a glance of herself in the dirty mirror.

Dark circles stand out against the dullness of her skin, and the eyeliner that’s been applied over for days now is too smudged to be fixed. She doesn’t let her eyes travel further south than her collarbone, but even still red scratch marks are visible rounding over her shoulders. A vague memory of someone’s arms lifting her up as their beer-soaked lips met hers floats across her mind. The feeling of nails dragging against her skin as her back met the wall with a thud makes her wince, knowing that there has to be bruising from last night and the nights before that will soon make an appearance if it hasn’t already.

Just get out of here.

She pulls her clothes on as quickly as she can. When she finds her shoes, she’s thankful that she had enough forethought to opt for boots instead of heels, because trying to manage that at— whatever time it is— would only make matters worse. It takes another minute of hunting around before she finds her purse sticking out from under the bed, wallet and contents intact, but no keys. More panic starts to chip away at her and she reminds herself to take deep breaths as she tries to think back to the last place she was.

All she can remember is a dimly-lit room with exposed brick and lights, which could be any bar within a twenty-mile radius. A bright yellow sticky-note catches her eye, but all it contains is the scrawl of a stranger, without any hint as to where said stranger may have come from. Though, if they didn’t take her money, they probably didn’t take her pickup.

Braving a look through the blind confirms that her truck isn’t in the parking lot. A sinking feeling settles on her stomach now that she knows she’s effectively trapped. The small clock on the table reads 6 am, and she’s thankful for a moment that her job has conditioned her to wake up so early and that whoever she was with evidently functions the same way. Her phone is at a whopping 18% and she considers her options before calling the one person who she knows, really, was the only option.

“Hello?”

Her breath catches at the sound of Street’s voice, and her mouth opens but no sound escapes.

“Hello? Chris? Are you okay?”

She clears her throat and tries to keep her voice from thickening with tears when she speaks.

“Yeah,” she says, though it’s quiet and crackles with uncertainty.

“Yeah. I- yes. Promise you won’t judge me?” She starts again.

Her hand shakes and she bites her lip as she waits for his response. She thinks if she grips her phone any tighter, it will snap in half, but her grip loosens at his voice.

“I may mock, but I never judge. What’s up?” She can tell that concern is creeping into his voice, and it pains her to know that not only is this affecting the rest of her team, but that Street’s the one of them who won’t let it lie.

“I’m at a motel— the Sunset Drive Inn. Room 14. I don’t have my keys, and I’m not sure where my truck is. Can you give me a ride?”

There’s silence on the other end of the line. It only lasts a moment but it feels like it drags on for a lifetime as she waits for him to process. Her mouth opens to say something, anything else to fill the space, but before she can, he’s talking without an inch of doubt in his tone.

“I’ll be there in thirty.”

He doesn’t ask any more questions or demand any information, filled with an overwhelming need to see that she’s really okay. He brushes Luca off with a quick excuse before grabbing his keys and his bike helmet and hitting the road.

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Chris sits on the edge of the bed while she waits. She checks all of her banking apps until she has a short list of where her truck could be, and then lets her phone sit face-down next to her to save the battery. Her eyes travel the wallpaper, taking note of how it’s peeling away at the corners of the walls and warping the pattern. Bouncing her leg helps ease some of her anxiety, but it buzzes throughout her whole body as she tries not to tear herself apart for something that’s too late to change now.

For all the things she’s done in recent memory that are too late to change now.

The tightness in her chest grows and makes it harder for her to breathe. She clenches her jaw in response, trying in vain to remain in control against the guilt that threatens to swallow her. She digs her nails into her palms to keep the tears at bay until a knock at the door jars her back to the present.

“Chris? It’s me.” Street’s voice passes through the thin wooden door to her ears and it’s like, all of a sudden, she can breathe again, like the world has stopped crumbling beneath her feet. Any semblance of composure leaves her as she crosses to the door in a few short steps and rips it open.

Chris steps back to give Street room to enter and he bumps the door closed with his foot. Her instinct tells her to wrap her arms around him as tight as she can, but she stops herself. In his hand are two coffee cups, one of which he hands to her with a small, if scrutinizing, smile.

“Figured you might need it. Your usual, just not iced.”

She nods, too in shock to be able to say anything, and lets the burn of the coffee sit on her tongue for a second too long before swallowing.

“Thank you.” She whispers, leaving her gaze locked on the brown plastic lid even though she can feel Street’s eyes on her. In her periphery, she sees his hand come up, like he wants to rest it on her shoulder, but he freezes when she jerks away. It’s involuntary, he can tell, though it sends a pang of hurt through him all the same.

He racks his brain for anything he can do or say to try to make her feel better, but she cuts him off.

“I think I know where my truck is. A bar off 8th.”

She still won’t meet his eyes, so he just nods and says okay. He turns and holds the door open, watching her double check her pockets for all her belongings before she skirts past him.

“I’ll drive slow. Hang on.” He promises, though it holds none of the usual flirtatious undertones that make Chris roll her eyes and swat him on the shoulder. With nothing but another small nod, Chris climbs onto the back of the bike and wraps her arms around his torso.

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“Oh, thank God.” Chris murmurs under her breath when she sees her pickup sitting in a now-nearly-empty lot. Once Street’s bike is parked next to it, she leaves him to load it into the bed while she reenters the bar.

The smell of alcohol makes her nauseous, and the lighting brings more memories from the night flooding back to her. She shakes them off, searching over the heads of the few patrons until a tall, blond man smiles at her from behind the bar.

“Let me grab your keys!” He says, with too much energy for the hour. She nods and walks to the cash register to meet him.

“Alright,” he says, swirling the keys around his finger, “your tab was closed last night so you’re good to go. Be safe.”

“Thank you.” She says. She maneuvers her way through the tables back through the doors where Street is waiting at her driver’s side door. Unlocking the truck, she tosses the keys over to him without a word.

The radio hums low, and the cool window helps soothe her head on the drive back to her apartment.

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“Thank you.” She says as she slides out of the truck. The world swims for just a second so she braces herself on the door while she finds her footing. Once she’s sure she isn’t going to be sick, she steels herself and starts to walk towards her apartment, knowing Street will follow.

Her apartment feels cold when she walks through the doorway. She kicks off her boots and leaves them haphazard by the door. A glance at the clock tells her it’s just past 8, and a running timer until when her shift is supposed to start at 10 pops into her head.

Like he can read her thoughts, Street speaks before Chris can even turn around.

“You should call out. Take a day, get some rest.”

“I’m fine.” Chris snaps, the words out of her mouth sooner than she can even process what she’s saying. Street sighs, which only serves to aggravate her further as her walls slam back up and the bit of alcohol that’s still in her system sparks like a forest fire.

“You’re not.” Street says, his voice even and leaving no room for argument or bait to be taken. Chris tries anyway, the need to defend herself activating her fight or flight for the latter.

“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” She bites back. Her eyes narrow when she sees how Street bites the side of his cheek to keep from scoffing.

“I just had to pick you up because you drank too much and ended up in a seedy motel.”

It’s like a stab right through her stomach when he says it. Casually, like it’s the same kind of fact as saying the sky is blue, and she can’t help the tears that line her eyes even though her tone is as aggressive as ever.

“And what happened to not judging?”

Searching her eyes for something, anything he can hold onto, he softens when he sees the pain that’s behind her hardened gaze. He takes another step towards her.

“I’m not judging. I’m just worried, Chris, and you know if our roles were reversed, which they have been, you’d be telling me to take a day, too.”

Her only response is to look away as his words hit her and more tears start to swell.

“Call out. Take a shower and get some rest, okay? I’ll vouch for you.”

“Okay,” she starts, and then a different fear grips her.

“Luca? Was he, does—?”

“He was awake when you called, but he didn’t hear anything. I’m sure he’s also just concerned. I’ll tell them it’s a bug.”

She can see them asking questions and poking holes in his excuse now, but is too tired to try to come up with a better solution, so she nods.

“Okay. Thank you, Street.”

He smiles, dimples prominent even in the dim light, and takes another step towards her, opening his arms slightly. Waiting until she gives him the okay, he hugs her close to him and runs a hand down her back a few times before pulling back to arm's length.

“It’ll be okay, Chris. Go easy on yourself today, yeah?”

“Yeah,” she promises softly. She watches him go, turning back to give her one last glance before softly shutting her door, and then she sighs. Like the rest of her energy has been drained from her, she slumps against the wall and then slides down until she’s sitting on the ground.

She doesn’t know how long she sits on the ground, nor does she remember opening her phone to text Hondo that she’d be out. Once she’s able to bring herself to stand, she plugs the device in and pours a shot of the vodka in the freezer, downing it without a second thought.

Just to take the edge off, she tells herself.

The mirror has fogged with shower steam before she moves to strip and step into the stream. Doing everything in her power to avoid looking at herself, knowing she’ll only look more unrecognizable since the motel bathroom only a few hours ago, she washes off the remnants of the prior night with the hottest water she can stand.

Whatever relief the hot water provided for the agony reverberating in her skull fades away as soon as she turns it off. Sighing, Chris grabs the first thing she gets her hands on out of her drawer, and buries herself in bed.

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It’s nearly 8pm when Chris wakes up for longer than a few minutes, but the paralyzing despair she’s felt every time she’s opened her eyes is still present. She knows she has a stream of texts waiting for her, able to hear the ding of her phone, though the thought of venturing down the hallway feels like a lead weight on her chest keeping her stuck in bed.

Erika’s belongings are gone, have long since been packed by Chris on a day she tries not to remember and picked up by Erika’s sister, but the memory of Erika, of what was supposed to be, permeates every common space. The couch has been delivered, but Chris hasn’t been able to sit on or pull up the painter’s tape outline on the floor of where it was to be set. Even the few photos of the pair that belonged to Chris seem to stare into her whenever she leaves her room, filling her with guilt that she has the audacity to continue to live in a space that she feels directly responsible for ruining.

It eats away at her, morphing into a panic that’s so loud it’s the only thing she can focus on.

Her heart beats against her chest like rising water against a dam, and she can’t keep her eyes open long enough to dispel the images that cross her mind when she closes them. Her hands twist in the sheets, gripping at them with white knuckles as she tries to draw in a full breath. The realization that she can’t only serves to make her more panicked, until she shoots out of bed and runs to the island for her phone— memories be damned.

She’s just finished punching in his number when reality hits her.

Calling him now will only make the team more worried.

She sighs, but is grateful for the single moment of sanity that has her opening her texts instead. His name sits near the top.

‘Will you come over after shift?’

She hardly waits five minutes for a response.

‘As soon as I get off.’

She exhales. The microwave clock tells her half an hour has passed, meaning she realistically has another two before he knocks on her door. Throwing on sneakers, Chris grabs her keys from the countertop and lets the door slam shut behind her.

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“Chris?”

A knock at the door startles her, same as the morning, and she takes a sip of her water as she pulls herself off the couch to answer.

“Hey.” She says as she opens the door, sticking her hands in her pockets to hide their slight shake.

“Hey.” He gives her a small smile and finds his keys a place on the hook. “So, what did you—- Oh!”

He’s cut off by her arms wrapping around his torso. On instinct, his body returns the gesture, one hand gently cradling the back of her head.

His surprise quickly turns to concern when he feels how her shoulders are shaking underneath him, paired with soft sniffles. When he tries to take a step backward, he’s met with her grip tightening and a shake of her head.

“Don’t, please,” she pleads, voice ragged. It’s enough to make his heart break and he shushes her.

“Okay, it’s okay.” He soothes her. She pushes even closer to him. His leather jacket is cool under her hands as her fingers claw at the steadiness of his shoulders. Her sobs heighten past the point of being able to understand his comforting words, and steal her ability to breathe. The more she tries, the worse her whimpering becomes.

“Chris?” Street whispers, hearing the catch in her breathing. She shakes her head, her fingers digging into him even harder, and he swallows down his own panic.

“C’mon, let’s sit down, okay?”

Unable to speak, Chris nods, though her body won’t listen to commands to walk any more than it will a command to breathe. She’s afraid that if she lets him go, she’ll collapse. Feeling her freeze up, Street keeps his arms around her as he maneuvers them both to the couch. He takes her weight easily as she falls next to him, buries her face in his neck, and curls her knees up to her chest.

Street feels her tears hot on his skin once they’re sitting, and it’s all he can do to keep running his hands up and down her arm and back and remind her to try to breathe. She pulls away from him the more stunted it becomes, her face in her hands. With one look at her shaking body, Street moves from sitting next to her to kneeling in front of her, his body wedged in between the couch and coffee table and his hands wrapped around her forearms.

“Chris, you’ve got to breathe for me.” He pleads, his pitch rising in panic. He watches as her hands clench and open as she grasps for control of herself.

“You’re safe, just breathe.”

Her body jerks. His words sound like they’re traveling through water before they reach her so she can only make out pieces against the blood rushing through her ears. She tries to look up, to catch a glimpse of his face, but her vision is blurred and his eyes swim before her.

“I can’t,” she finally chokes out. It’s hard to make out around the lump in her throat and her hyperventilating, but Street nods along to let her know he heard her.

“Street, I can’t.”

She knows she sounds scared, because she is. Her chest is heaving, stars creeping into the corner of her eyes, and he sees her face go pale. With more urgency, Street pulls her arms away from her face to cradle it in his hands instead.

Steadying his voice, he holds her still and looks into her eyes.

“Yes you can. You’re safe, Chris, I promise.”

She shakes her head, hands again coming up like she’s going to shove him away, but he manages to catch her hand in one of his own before she can. Her grip is so tight he knows it’ll leave marks behind, but he doesn’t care. A glance at the clock tells him it’s been almost ten minutes since he arrived, and he wonders if she’s sat with this all day by herself.

“It’s almost over, Chris. Breathe.”

High-pitched whimpers continue to escape as her body’s nervous system continues to catapult and plummet like a rollercoaster. He wipes away her tears with his thumb as they fall, and then caresses her cheekbone over-and-over.

After another few minutes of his gentle ministrations, the wall in her chest breaks, and the tears start to slow as her lungs fill with air.

The world comes back into focus slowly. Her breathing is choppy, eyes squeezed shut out of fear, and Street’s touch on her is a lifeline. When she does open her eyes, he’s the first thing she sees. His face is also red, the remnants of tears long since quieted on his lashes, and her eyes flick down to see his hand in hers, the weight comforting on her lap. No one speaks as her body returns to itself, exhaustion and relief hitting her in equal parts.

“Thank you,” she whispers a minute later, voice croaking. A soft smile comes to his face and warms her as much as his hand moving back to her cheek as her eyes flit around, uncertain.

“No thanks necessary. Let me get you some water, okay?”

He waits for her nod to disentangle himself from his position on the floor. Rooting around her cabinets, he pulls out a glass for water and a small bottle of painkillers. Last, he grabs the box of tissues on the end table and sets them next to her on the couch.

She holds the water in her mouth, letting the cool sensation touch every one of her nerves before swallowing, and when she does, she exhales as if to tell him again that she’s okay.

He watches as she blows her nose and then dips another tissue into the water to wipe her face. Afterward, she takes another drink and then sighs.

“How do you feel?” Street asks, bringing her attention back to him.

Chris shrugs, but takes the time to take stock of her entire body. Her neck aches, her whole body aches, and each individual thread of her sweatshirt seems to rub her arms. Finally, she settles on,

“Tired. But better.”

He knows she doesn’t just mean in the physical sense, and nods.

“I’m glad you feel better, I know everything has been a lot recently, for all of us.”

She side eyes him like she wants to make a comment about how she’s the only one who just had an anxiety attack on the couch and can barely drag herself into work every morning, but she refrains. His hand on her arm is electric even through the fabric.

“I’m not kidding, Chris. This is the hardest thing that’s happened to me since Nate. Everyone is grieving, you’re not alone.”

He sighs when she shrugs again, trying to think of anything he can say to get through to her.

“I used to have anxiety attacks too. A lot, actually, as a kid and all through the academy. Then with my mom, and after Nate. I told you earlier, no judgement. I mean that.”

The gentle authenticity of his voice is almost too much. She curses the tears that are in her eyes again, and the way her voice cracks when she speaks.

“I just feel like I failed her all the time.”

Street is quick to pull her back into his side, an arm around her and running up and down her shoulder with his cheek resting on the top of her head. Her cries are less intense, made up more of whimpers than anything, and she’s able to stop them much quicker.

“I’m so sorry, Chris. I promise you, you didn’t. And I know it may not mean much now, but no one blames you. Erika certainly wouldn’t.”

Her head shakes, her hair tickling his cheek, like she wants to argue.

“I was the reason—”

“Yeah. You brought Erika on to fill in, but you had no idea what was going to happen walking into that place. None of us did, and we all agreed to the risk. You didn’t give anyone those guns or do anything other than try to get Tan out safely. Erika’s death is a tragedy, but the only person who’s at fault is the man who shot her.”

Somewhere throughout his monologue, Chris maneuvered herself out from under his arm to look at him. His hazel eyes are as sure as they’ve ever been, full of sadness but also life.

“Can you please try to believe me?”

His question cuts straight through to her heart.

“It isn’t that easy.”

“I know, trust me. But it gets easier, especially once you’re able to set aside the self-blame.”

“Negative rumination.” She mutters under her breath, all-too familiar with the term thanks to Wendy. He nods in understanding and takes her hand to squeeze it.

“It’s not easy. But you’ve got to let go of a little bit of this weight before it tears you apart. The team can’t lose you. I can’t either.”

She’s shaking, she knows, and understands that everything is far from fixed or normal and she’s far from feeling okay, but a long-forgotten calmness seems to settle on her. It’s like, after weeks, the edge has finally been taken off.

“Will you stay tonight?”

“Chris—”

“Not for— it doesn’t have to be the bedroom. I don’t care where. We can sleep on the couch and chair. I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep since I moved in. I can barely stand to be in here half the time.”

It all clicks at once. The hotels and the blacking out and the avoidance. He’s able to leave it at HQ, but the reality of what happened follows Chris home every day. He’s reminded of a series of stripped motorcycles and his own late night phone calls to her.

“Of course, I’ll stay.”

She gives him a small, sad smile and squeezes his hand before standing. She picks up the tissues to toss them on her way to the bathroom, and he exhales when he hears the door close.

New weight has settled on his chest, the want to help her and to keep the extent of this situation from the team, but so has new understanding.

While the water runs, he takes the liberty of cleaning up the rest of the table and tidying her kitchen so he feels useful. Looking down the hallway, her bedroom door is open and his gaze switches between the dim light on her headboard and the couch. Street takes stock of himself, his own emotions, and when the decision firmly lands in his gut, he follows it, and waits for her to open the bathroom door.

“I just need to brush my teeth, and I don’t have pajamas, but…”

He isn’t sure how to say it, to voice his comfort with sharing a bed with her in a way that feels significantly more intimate than any sex he’s had. That, despite the issues within their own relationship, all of that feels secondary to just being together as people, as friends, helping one another feel safe and loved. Instead, she follows his gaze over her shoulder into her bedroom.

“Okay.” She says softly.

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“Hey,” he says as to not startle her when he enters the room.

“Hey.”

She’s already under the covers, sweats traded for pajama shorts but the hoodie still in place. Her back is turned towards him as he undresses himself down to boxers and a white tee-shirt, and then flicks off the light and carefully slides into the bed so they’re facing one another.

A mix of insecurity and uncertainty hits Street, broken by Chris’s voice.

“Thank you again. I’m going to talk to Wendy tomorrow.”

He smiles at her and lets his hand come up to brush the hair that’s fallen across her face and rest on her neck.

“Good. I’ve seen her a lot lately.”

“The team didn’t ask any questions?”

“Just if you were okay. I told them you weren’t feeling great, but you’d be okay. Nothing more than that.”

She looks like she wants to say something else, to thank him again or ask another question, but exhaustion is like an extra blanket on her and all she manages is a yawn.

“Let’s get some sleep. Nate always used to say that ‘salvation is coming in the morning.’ I don’t know where he picked it up, but it was profound for a 12-year-old, and I remind myself of it even more often nowadays. I’ve found it’s usually true.” He promises, kissing her forehead and adjusting as she turns and presses her back against his chest. His hand is held tightly between hers, up to her chest. A few moments later, he spares a quick glance at the clock to see that it isn’t as late as he thought. When he feels the rest of her weight drop into the mattress and her breathing deepen, he closes his own eyes and waits for sleep.

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Chris wakes up first, right as the sun is starting to rise, though she can’t tell with her curtains. Her body, mind, and soul are heavy, but lighter than before. A million questions float through her mind, a jumble of ones full of anxiety and guilt mixed with wondering about when she’ll see her family next. Taking a deep breath, she steadies her heartbeat and quiets the flood.

Focusing on nothing more than her own pulse, Street’s hand next to her chest where it was last night, and his breath even on her neck, she thinks that he’s right.

Salvation is coming in the morning.

#support fanfic writers #platonic stris is underrated #chris just needs a hug. and some serious therapy.#swat fic recs

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august 14, 2023 - weekly women’s pro wrestling news roundup: week of august 7-13, 2023

this week's news roundup includes:

News & results from last week’s editions of Monday Night Raw, NXT, and Friday Night SmackDown.

News & results from last week's editions of WWE Main Event and NXT Level Up.

News & results from last week’s editions of AEW Dynamite, AEW Rampage, and AEW Collision.

Other updates and news from last week.

Pro Wrestling Illustrated's weekly top 10 recap.

Things to look forward to in women’s wrestling this week!

spoilers below the cut for shows/events listed above!

Notable news & results from TV last week:

Monday Night Raw (8/7):

Raquel Rodriguez was shown in the trainer's room with Indi Hartwell and Candice LeRae, as the trainer informed Adam Pearce that Raquel still wasn't medically cleared.

Becky Lynch came out to the ring and talked about her match next week with Trish Stratus, before being interrupted by Zoey Stark. As the two exchanged words, Shayna Baszler came out. She said that she had driven Ronda out of WWE, which prompted the crowd to begin chanting "Thank you Shayna." Zoey got in Shayna's face, before a match between the two was made official.

Shayna Baszler defeated Zoey Stark. Despite having a broken thumb, black eye, and injured elbow, Shayna managed to put Zoey down for the three count after using Piper's Pit. match length-11:50.

Shayna Baszler interrupted Becky Lynch during a backstage interview, saying that she had a long list of scores to settle, and that she would come for Becky soon enough.

Michael Cole confirmed on commentary that Sonya Deville has suffered a torn ACL, and that she will be out indefinitely.

As Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley was entering with The Judgment Day for the main event, she was attacked by Raquel, Candice, and Indi. The women brawled, before security finally managed to separate them.

NXT (8/8):

Blair Davenport defeated Kelani Jordan. Kelani argued with Dana Brooke after the match. match length-3:35.

Kiana James defeated Ivy Nile. match length-7:45.

Following the main event match, Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley was attacked by Lyra Valkyria.

AEW Dynamite (8/9):

A four way match for the AEW Women's World Championship at AEW All In was announced, along with a tournament to determine who would compete in that match. Former champion Toni Storm received a bye, automatically qualifying her for the title match.

Hikaru Shida defeated Anna Jay to retain the AEW Women's World Championship. By retaining the title, Shida locked in her spot at AEW All In, where she will defend her title the four way match. match length-8:48.

WWE Main Event (8/10):

Nikki Cross defeated Tegan Nox. match length-7:39.

Friday Night SmackDown (8/11):

Asuka vs. Charlotte Flair ended in a no contest. During the match, WWE Women's Champion Iyo Sky came down the ramp, accompanied by her Damage CTRL teammates Bayley and Dakota Kai. Iyo hit both Asuka and Charlotte with a dropkick off the top rope, forcing the official to call the match a no contest. After the bell rang, Iyo and Bayley beat up both Asuka and Charlotte, while Dakota watched from the ramp. match length-9:01.

NXT Level Up (8/11):

Fallon Henley defeated Izzy Dame. match length-4:31.

AEW Rampage (8/11):

Saraya defeated Skye Blue. With this win, Saraya secured her spot in the four way match for the AEW Women's World Championship at AEW All In at Wembley Stadium in London. match length-9:23.

AEW Collision (8/12):

Mercedes Martinez & Diamante defeated TBS Champion Kris Statlander & Willow Nightingale. match length-8:46.

Other news & updates from last week:

TMZ reported on Monday afternoon that Sonya Deville sustained a torn ACL last Friday on SmackDown.

On Wednesday, Women's World Champion Rhea Ripley announced her engagement to fellow pro wrestler Buddy Matthews.

Dave Meltzer of Wrestling Observer Newsletter gave the SummerSlam WWE Women's Championship triple threat match a rating of 3.5 stars. The MMA Rules match between Ronda Rousey and Shayna Baszler received 1.5 stars.

Pro Wrestling Illustrated top 10 rankings recap:

Evaluation period: August 4-10, 2023. Published on August 11, 2023. Note: my recap of PWI's top 10 tag teams of the week will only cover the women's tag teams listed in the rankings for the week (PWI includes both men's and women's tag teams in their rankings). PWI lists their criteria for rankings as the following: championships held/defended, win-loss record, push, and technical ability.

PWI's Women's Wrestling top 10:

1: Iyo Sky (WWE) 2: Hikaru Shida (AEW) 3: Bianca Belair (WWE) 4: Tam Nakano (Stardom) 5: Mirai (Stardom) 6: Asuka (WWE) 7: Athena (ROH) 8: Alex Windsor (Freelancer) 9: Shayna Baszler (WWE) 10: Tiffany Stratton (WWE)

PWI's Tag Team Wrestling top 10:

No women's tag teams in the top 10 this week.

Things to look forward to this week:

Tonight on Monday Night Raw, Becky Lynch finally gets her hands on WWE Hall of Famer Trish Stratus, with Zoey Stark banned from ringside.

Tomorrow night on NXT, Dana Brooke goes one on one with Blair Davenport.

This Wednesday on AEW Dynamite, Dr. Britt Bake, D.M.D. takes on The Bunny, with the final spot in the AEW Women's World Championship match at AEW All In on the line.

Current Women's Champions in WWE & AEW:

WWE: - Women's World Championship: Rhea Ripley - WWE Women's Championship: Iyo Sky - NXT Women's Championship: Tiffany Stratton - WWE Women's Tag Team Championship: Chelsea Green & Sonya Deville

AEW: - AEW Women's World Championship: Hikaru Shida - TBS Championship: Kris Statlander

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