Okay, so maybe heel!Ciampa isn’t entirely gone.
BUT WE LITERALLY JUST HAD ONE OF THE MOST TOUCHING WWE MOMENTS EVER OKAY, DON’T YOU DARE RUIN IT FOR ME CIAMPA
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Okay, so maybe heel!Ciampa isn’t entirely gone.
BUT WE LITERALLY JUST HAD ONE OF THE MOST TOUCHING WWE MOMENTS EVER OKAY, DON’T YOU DARE RUIN IT FOR ME CIAMPA
Okay, so here's a thought: IMAGINE YOUR OTP
In a long term, long distance, pretend/paid dating scenario, that is set in a holiday miracle setting, where they finally see the light and go from being sooooooort of strangers/friends… to lovers.
Bonus points if Character A and Character B - despite their limited contact and prior agreements - actually have this painfully obvious chemistry between them, of which they are both so incredibly oblivious about.
Like, in arranging their whole agreement, they’re both so professional about things, but at the same time… Character A would be like, “Btw, I got Mom to switch out the detergent she uses cause of how you were allergic to the one we used to have.”
And then Character B, without missing a beat, would be all, “Oh god yes, now I can actually pack light and not look like a spoiled brat with my fifty suitcases of clothes. Should I do that then add the occasional “wearing your shirts” clause to the agreement; say, on three out of the five days?“
"Nah, but you might need to pack extra boots though. I have a feeling dad’s gonna make us join him for tree-hunting again this year.” “The parents putting off tree-shopping again?” “Yep. Too busy, apparently.” “AKA your mom probably wants an excuse to get your dad to talk to you about marriage, AGAIN.” “Yup. Pretty much.” “Well, what can you do right? Should I pack camping clothes then, too?” “No need. If we can’t find one, we’ll just buy one. The tree, I mean. If worse comes to worst, you can just charge me extra for ‘unforeseen circumstances’.” “Meh, I’ll just pack a pair or two anyway. And a sleeping bag. Your town has shitty shops anyway.” “That is true.”
IMAGINE.