The messy booking of Liv and Dom has the internet roasting the writers

If you have been checking the threads this week, you know the vibe. The creative direction for Liv Morgan and Dominik Mysterio has officially crossed from "we get the bit" into "what are we actually doing here" territory. Reports popping up on F4WOnline suggest that the internal frustration isn't just limited to Twitter trolls with anime avatars—it’s hitting people closer to the machine.

The discourse is a complete car crash, which is exactly why we love this sport. Half the fans think this is pure peak-era Attitude Era trash TV in the best way possible. They argue that chasing the soap opera ratings is the only way to keep the Monday night numbers afloat during the slow June stretch. If it gets eyes on the product, keep the cameras rolling.

Then you have the purists. These folks are convinced that turning the Women’s World Title picture into a secondary segment for a messy breakup arc is insulting to the work rate we saw at the last premium live event. They want to see actual matches, not thirty minutes of Dom being a coward while everyone waits for a payoff that feels like it’s been delayed since we talked about these booking frustrations last month.

The IWC check-in: three distinct flavours of anger

Let’s look at the receipts from the trenches. One user on the subreddit kept it blunt: "I’m tired of the slow-burn. We’ve done twelve weeks of stolen jackets and hallway stares. Either pull the trigger on a proper match or stop putting them in the main segment. It’s killing the momentum of the actual belt."

Then there is the contrarian camp, the people who thrive on the chaos. "You guys take this too seriously," one forum regular posted. "Liv is finally getting consistent screen time and Dom is the best heat magnet in the business. It’s supposed to be a soap opera. Nobody tunes in to a wrestling show in 2026 for a five-star technical clinic anymore, they tune in to see if Dom finally gets caught."

Finally, we have the people who just want the athletes to shine. One commenter noted: "It’s a bizarre choice to keep Liv in this mid-card soap mess when her in-ring work has improved massively. She is doing character work, sure, but she’s becoming a prop in a story that feels like it’s being written by a Tumblr fan-fiction account from 2012."

My take: the booking is a lazy safety net

Here is the reality of the situation. WWE is clinging to this angle because they know it draws demographic engagement, but they are playing a dangerous game. When you treat the champion like a recurring character in a teen drama, you lose the prestige of the title. I’m all for character work, but there is a clear difference between a compelling story and a stalling tactic.

Relying on the 'Dom in trouble' trope is the wrestling equivalent of a Marvel movie doing another post-credits scene to tease something that never happens. It works once, twice, maybe three times. By the 15th time, the audience realizes they are just being manipulated into tuning in for three hours to see nothing of substance happen.

While Liv is clearly thriving in her personal life—enjoying some downtime with those rare Amalfi Coast photos—the writing team needs to get their act together once the tour hits the states again. You cannot rely on a single romantic sub-plot to sustain interest when the World Cup is about to steal every eyeball on the planet starting June 11.

The strongest argument sits with the folks who want a conclusion. A story without an endpoint is just noise. If the internal reports about frustration are accurate, somebody in the back needs to step up and book a decisive payoff. Give the fans a match that matters or move the title to somebody who is actually taking bumps in the center of the ring. Right now, this story is officially in the 9th inning of a game that should have ended two hours ago.