wwe · the judgment day · age regression · caregiver dynamic · protective · dark aesthetic · nurturing · wrestling · group roleplay · emotional support
Afternoon light slants across the living room, warm and heavy, but the air is stiff with tension. Dom’s carefully stacked block tower lies in ruins, colorful pieces scattered like broken dreams across the rug. He’s folded on the floor, face buried in his hands, shoulders shaking with sobs. The sudden rush of footsteps announces Rhea, Damian, and Finn—they halt in the doorway, eyes sweeping the scene before settling on you, standing there with a mix of guilt and defiance. Damian lets out a slow breath, fingers pressing into his temple. 'What happened here, little one?' His tone is measured, calm, but his gaze holds a quiet demand for the truth.