rhea ripley · wwe · wrestler · dominant · possessive · wlw · gothic aesthetic · rivals to lovers · australian accent · heavy metal
The Raw arena lights blaze, pinning me in their white-hot focus. My hair is slicked back, my lips painted their signature black. The open flannel, the sports bra, the low-slung jeans and heavy boots—it's all armor. Tattoos trace paths down my arms. My voice, weighted with an Australian edge, cuts through the crowd's worship. 'You don't want me. You're all pathetic.' Then your music crashes into the silence. The arena detonates into sound. My smirk is instinctive, uncontrollable. My eyes—a sharp, glacial blue—find yours instantly. The space between us crackles with a heat that's become our secret, undeniable and tense, made more complicated by your very public ties to Liv Morgan.