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pod95 · 3 years

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Pairing: Finn Balor X OFC (Ciara)

Word Count: 1871

Warnings: Mature to explicit as the story goes on.

Description: After moving to the USA from England to start her career as an NXT superstar, Ciara gets to meet her long time crush, NXT champion Finn Balor. It's clear the pair have chemistry, but when tensions start to rise, will they find they want more than a no strings attached relationship?

So this is the first piece of fanfic I have written literally ever. I will be posting them here periodically, but I already have 6 chapters out on my Wattpad, AO3 and FanFiction pages.

This series will involve romance, drama and (although it will take a little while) some smutt too. Hope you enjoy it! 😊

6. Distractions

Three weeks passed before I knew it, and true to his word, Fergal had barely spoken to me since the night we went to dinner. He'd smiled and said hello in the corridors, but other than that we were perfect strangers to one another.

It was probably for the best really as I hadn't been with anyone for a while and still couldn't get the thoughts of that night out of my head; his body pushed against mine, the feeling of his warm breath tickling my lips.

I arrived at the Performance Center feeling incredibly nervous. My first match wasn't until next week but even still, I was terrified of screwing up on my first show. I changed into my new ring gear and started my warm up, when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, Paul was smiling warmly at the sight of me ready to make my debut.

"Hi! I just wanted to say good luck for tonight. How are you feeling?"

"Not gonna lie, I'm kind of terrified," I giggled nervously, "but I can't wait."

"You're gonna be great! Fergal tells me you've been working really hard so I have every faith in you."

I was half tempted to tell him that I've barely spoken to or even seen Fergal for weeks but resisted the urge. I didn't want it to seem like I cared.

"Anyway, knock 'em dead! Oh, and have fun of course!" he waved goodbye and I finished my stretches.

After my warmup, I decided to walk off my nerves. I was going at a fairly brisk pace and not really paying attention to my surroundings, so it was no wonder that as I rounded a corner a little too quickly, I walked head first into somebody, nearly knocking me off my feet.

"Shit, are you OK?" came a familiar Irish accent.

"Umm yeah, sorry, that was my fault"

"Any particular reason you're power walking through the corridors?" Fergal asked, slightly concerned but also clearly holding back a laugh.

"Just trying to walk off the nerves. Sorry again, I didn't mean to tackle you.. "

"Oh, I'd like to see you try!" he taunted, grinning playfully, "Listen, I'm glad you bumped into me actually. I wanted to wish you good luck for tonight. I know you're nervous but, once you get out there the adrenaline will kick in so just enjoy it."

With the warm tone he was using now, it was hard to believe that he'd spent the last few weeks either ignoring or avoiding me.

"Thanks Fergal, I just hope people react. Even if it's badly."

"You'll be fine," he put a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "I've gotta go, but we'll talk later OK?"

I nodded, hoping he meant that and wasn't just saying it to make me feel better. He turned and walked off down the corridor before stopping, seemingly remembering something.

"Oh, Ciara! The ring gear looks great by the way. You're like a... sexy assassin," he chuckled and licked his lower lip, looking me up and down for a few seconds too long before peeling his eyes away and turning back around, continuing on up the corridor.

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Raquelle and Dakota were headed to the ring to cut their promo. The chorus of boos was overwhelming, and I was relieved that the crowd seemed particularly rowdy tonight.

"You know, since Raquelle and I have been teaming up, we have been unstoppable here in NXT. We've beaten every tag team here! And what do we have to show for it? Nothing. No title matches. No Takeover main events. Nothing!" Dakota paused to measure the crowds reaction. "Meanwhile, the women's tag team champions, Shayna and Nia are hiding over on Raw because they KNOW if they stepped to us, they would lose those titles. And all Teegan Nox needs to do is bat her eyelashes at William Regal and she gets a title opportunity against Io Shirai the same night. And even then, she blew it. We have shown time and time again that we are better than her, and we are sick and tired of being overlooked!"

That was Tegan's cue. Her music hit and she headed out to the stage, mic in hand.

"Woah, Woah, Dakota. Let me get one thing straight. The ONLY reason I lost that match is because she-hulk over there attacked me from behind," she gestured to Raquelle, infuriating her. "And as far as you beating every tag time in NXT goes well, I'm sorry to disappoint you but that's just not true. Because you haven't beaten me."

"Tegan, sweetie, as happy as I would be to beat you down... Again. As much as I would LOVE to put you on the shelf... AGAIN. You don't have a tag team partner," Dakota interrupted, smirking and giggling with Raquelle.

Tegan beamed upon hearing this as I prepared to make my entrance.

"You know, I was hoping you would say that. Because you're about to meet her," Tegan stepped aside as my music (See media 2 above) hit and I stepped out onto the stage. We began slowly walking down the ramp before breaking into a run and diving into the ring in perfect synchronisation.

The combination of my nerves plus the raucous crowd only fuelled my adrenaline as we started wailing on the duo. After knocking Dakota down to her knees, Tegan hit the shiniest wizard, but as she turned around she ran straight into Raquelle's Tequila Shot. She smiled menacingly at Tegan on the floor. Now was my chance to do my finisher.

Diving at her, she caught me and lifted me onto her shoulders to power bomb me, and I reversed it into my Natural 20, just like Fergal had shown me.

The thought of Fergal once again took me back to that night as I imagined how his lips would taste. But my daydreaming distracted me and I dived over too enthusiastically, leaving me with little time to ready my legs for the impact. As I landed, I felt a painful twinge in my knee, and knew I'd messed up.

It didn't seem as if anyone else had noticed my mistake, and I wanted to keep it that way until I got backstage. I stood up, helping Tegan to her feet and celebrated in the ring for a while before heading back up the ramp and into the back.

When I was safely out of sight, I let the facade drop and Paul sent me immediately to medical. After examining my knee, it seemed that I'd gotten lucky this time, and all it needed was a few days rest. I felt the weight of my shoulders dropping, relieved. I'd been terrified that my WWE career was almost over before it began, but I had to be more careful in the future.

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After checking in with Paul I went home to rest my leg. I had just put some ice on it when there was a loud knocking on the door and behind it was Fergal, pale and panicked.

"Are you OK? Is it injured? What happened?" he fired questions at me, frantically, storming past me and into my apartment.

"Woah Fergal. Calm down. I'm fine. I just need rest," I assured him.

Fergal breathed a sigh of relief before taking a seat on the sofa and speaking, more calmly this time.

"What happened? I've seen you do that move a hundred times and you've never messed it up."

I felt confused. He's been avoiding me for weeks. There's no way he could have seen me practicing my finisher. Unless...

"You've been watching me practice?" I snapped bitterly.

"Yeah, I was worried about you," he mumbled, taken aback slightly.

"You've been avoiding me! You've barely said two words to me in weeks and now you're worried about me!?"

"Ciara... I'm sorry OK? I shouldn't have just blanked you like that. It was selfish of me," he was avoiding eye contact and genuinely seemed remorseful. "Look... I'm not good at resisting temptation. If I want something, someone, I won't stop until I get it. I just figured it would be easier on you if I distanced myself-"

"See that's the whole problem, Fergal," I interrupted. "You approached me, you asked me out, you came on to me. And then, when you were just about to kiss me, you backed out. You were my only friend here, and you just abandoned me and now you're saying you were doing me a favour. You barely even know me! What makes you think you know what's best for me?"

"I just thought-"

"You just thought that I was some naive, innocent girl, and that if I got involved with you I'd fall in love and get my heart broken." A mixture of pain and adrenaline gave me the confidence to vent all of my frustrations from the past few weeks.

Fergal was staring attentively into my eyes, placating me somewhat. I took a breath and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Fergal, I made my intentions clear before, my career is my priority. I'm much stronger than I look. I have no intention of falling in love with you, and I certainly don't need you protecting me."

"I'll keep that in mind," Fergal promised, now smiling sheepishly. "So why did you botch that move?"

"Umm, no reason. I just got distracted," I insisted, but my reddening cheeks gave me away.

"Ciara..." he snickered knowingly, "what were you thinking about? Be honest."

I collapsed next to him, trying to think of a lie he wouldn't see through, before giving up and accepting my fate.

"I was just... Thinking about that night..." I hesitated, not daring to look him in the eyes. "About... What would have happened if you had stayed..."

Fergal was obviously expecting my answer, but he still couldn't help grinning like a Cheshire cat upon hearing me actually admit it out loud. He opened his mouth to say something, but I cut him off before he could.

"But it's not a big deal OK? Don't get the wrong idea. It's just... Been a while. That's all..." I urged, staring into my lap and ignoring the genuine, unabashed giggles coming from the man next to me. "it won't happen again..."

He managed to collect himself before standing up and crouching in front of me. The mood in the room shifted as he cupped my cheek, and my eyes met his.

"I know. I'll make sure of it mo ghrá."

"Wh.. What do you mean?" my breath hitched as I waited for his answer

"It's simple. You have needs, and I'm going to satisfy them. I'm gonna sleep with you," he smirked, his eyes laser focused on mine, like a hungry wolf hunting it's prey. "Any questions?"

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A/N - mo ghrá = my love

Ooft we getting spicy now! Word of warning, the next chapter will be NSFW so if you aren't into that, you may want to skip it. I'll try and fill in any blanks in the chapter after so that no one misses out on the plot. It's gonna be my first time writing smut so bare with me 😂 hope you enjoyed it!

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jayankles · 3 years

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Only at Home

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader x Seth Rollins (Fergal x Reader x Colby)

Word Count: 747

Summary: Finn’s extremely late to dinner, you can’t help the tears as you wait for him.

Warnings: smut (oral fr, fingering, orgasm denial)

Kinktober Day 26: Orgasm Denial - @becs-bunker

You were close to tears, you thanked the dark surroundings of the restaurant that hardly anyone in there could see you. Some of the staff gave you sympathetic looks when they walked past your table.

Huffing and panting, your bottom lip quivers as tears spill down your cheeks. Slamming your hand down on the table, your fingers gripped hold of the long table cloth. Your mouth fell open when you finally laid eyes on your boyfriend, finally!

“Hi, love.” Ferg whispers, bending over and pressing his lips to yours. “I thought Colby was supposed to be here with you.”

Your eyes followed him as he took a seat across from you, licking his bottom lip before he picked up a menu.

“Oh-ah, he’s here,” you said, your body flinching at another flick. Inconspicuously, you looked around the restaurant to see if anyone was nearby. With a hand on your head - to make it look like you were fixing your hair - your eyes flickering from his to below the table, finger pointing down before playing with your earlobe. “And he’s being mean, Fergie. Colby isn’t letting me come.”

“Want me to fix that for ya.” He teases and you hate it. That smug smile painted on his face, you’ve been teased enough and you don’t want it to continue any further.

When you were about to come, Colby drew his mouth away from your core, leaving you pulsing around your now empty pussy and frustrated that once again you were so close to coming and Colby chose to pull away. This time with Ferg there, you hoped he would talk some sense into Colby but obviously you were wrong.

Pouting, you silently pleaded with the Irishman when Colby had risen from under the table. The latter wiping at his mouth, adjusting his shirt as he found the seat he had left vacant almost as soon as he arrived. The man the rest of the world knew as Finn smiled. Soft but at the same time sinister. Ferg hiked up his jeans, pushing out his chair as quietly as possible before he sunk down onto his knees and crawled under the table. Finally, he was going to finish what Colby had started almost 20 minutes prior to Ferg’s arrival.

He inched closer and closer, feeling his hot breath soothe over your core. Spreading your legs wider, the skirt of your dress still bunched up over your thighs. You could feel him smirk against you when he pressed his lips to your pussy, tongue flicking over your already extremely wet cunt. Glancing over the other side of the table, Colby grinning with his teeth on show; he looked a little too proud of his handy work, proud that he knew Ferg would do the same thing as he did.

Ferg’s tongue circled around your clit before it dipped into your aching pussy. Your fingers dive under the table cloth to find his hair, it was as much as Colby’s but it was still fun to run your fingers through the shorter strands. Maybe you would be able to silently persuade him to let you come unlike your other boyfriend.

He adds one of his digits into your pussy, then another and all you can do is hope that he lets you come because you were so close, so tightly wound that you were already about to explode. You find Colby leaning back, your thighs try to close around Ferg’s head when you see Colby palming himself over his jeans.

You beckoned the latter over to you and surprisingly he complied with your fingers orders. The only orders that he had decided to follow tonight. He joined you on your side of the booth. Colby tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear, you couldn't help it when your stomach fluttered at the motion followed by the way he held your face in his hand.

Pressing his lips to yours, he stopped the groan you anticipated from leaving your lips. You thought Ferg would let you come at least once but he refused. How many more times could the both of them edge you. You needed to come!

“Please, Fergie!” You quietly hissed, more tears spilling over.

“Sorry, love, you really think we’re going to let you come in a public place.”

Colby sniggered, hand travelling from your neck to your tits, groping at them. “You only get to come at home, Y/N. You should know this by now.”

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daddyhausen · 2 years

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deepdisireslonging · 7 years

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Fright Club

Y/N is new to WWE, but she was going to inevitably show up on Creed’s gaming show. She has no idea how much Fergal is going to take delight in helping her fill the full VR experience.

Pairing: Finn Balor/Fergal Devitt x Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: scary clowns, FLUFF, giggles, and tickles, and frights (oh my!)

Word Count: 650+

Note: My first Finn fic! Please let me know how you like it by leaving a comment and/or liking and reblogging. Enjoy:

“Welcome to Up Up Down Down! I’m your host, Austin Creed here. We have special guest Y/N Y/L/N in the house! And today we are introducing Y/N to virtual reality gaming… with Until Dawn: Rush of Blood.”

You laughed and hid your face. “Is that the one Big E played?” Austin wiggled his eyebrows at the camera. “My very first episode and you’re starting me on that?”

Flashbacks of how scared Big E was fighting VR clowns made your heart rush. You were scared just watching. How was this going to go when you were wearing headphones and everything? No use putting it off.

“All right. Let’s get this thing going.”

He showed you which buttons to push and you picked a nickname for the show. The tutorial was easy enough. And you had an okay aim with the guns.

“Is the first round the same every time? Same jump spots?” you asked, hopeful. Not that you would scream any less.

“I… don’t remember. After we film, we’ll compare and I’ll add a thing at the end.”

You groaned as the game took over. The dip in the coaster made your stomach lurch almost as much as a real one. You shot every box that had a gun on it, suggesting ammo. No way were you going to lose because you couldn’t reload if that was even going to be an issue.

The first wave of clowns had already passed when Fergal walked into the room. He laughed silently with Austin when you squealed about something on the screen. With a grin, Fergal mouthed to Austin “I’m going to scare her,” and emphasized with motions.

“She’ll punch you in the face,” he motioned back.

“I know.” He moved to stand close behind you, but far enough away where you couldn’t feel his presence. The mixture of the VR headset and headphones canceled out any defense mechanism you had; you were completely focused on the game. You shot one clown and started looking around for another. As another set of red eyes started to advance from the darkness, Fergal suddenly gripped your shoulders and shouted. You whipped your elbow behind him, connecting with his ribs. He doubled over with laughter and hurried out of the room as you yelled at him.

“Fergal Devitt, you get your hot ass back here! How do I pause this? Screw it. Ferg!” You tossed off the gear to Austin and ran after him.

Austin grabbed the camera that was formally videoing you. “This should be good,” he said into the lens. He caught up just as you tackled Fergal to the floor.

You ignored the other WWE occupants and got to work pinning him. “You big jerk,” you laughed, “I’m going to hide all your LEGO’s!”

“Nooooo,” he mocked as you sat on his chest. His voice jumped an octave as you began to tickle him. He giggled and laughed and tried to roll out from under you. He begged and pleaded with you to stop before finally flipping you over. Now it was your turn to laugh till your chest was heaving and your sides hurt. He fell to one side and laid next to you on the floor.

“Now will you guys just kiss already?” Austin asked.

You turned your head to Fergal and smiled. “Should we tell him?” He winked at Austin.

“Are you guys dating?” He went crazy when you nodded. “They’re finally dating. Praise- alluia!” Someone else in the room added an “amen” and another “took you guys long enough.”

“If I kiss you, will you promise not to hide my LEGO’s?” He pouted and you kissed his nose.

“No. But I will if you play the scary clown game. All the way through the first level.”

“Deal.”

He did pretty well. There were a few Irish curses, but most clowns barely made it to the cart. And you were able to hold off scaring him back till the very end.

You doubled over with laughter as he fell out of the chair.

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alicejoaquin1990 · 4 years

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When I was your man(Finn Balor)

Summary: Brooklyn is Finn’s ex, dating AEW Michael Wardlow. The thing is, Brooklyn and Finn work for WWE NXT. What happens when Wardlow visits unexpectedly, and Finn gets over jealous?

Brooklyn is an Afro-Latina

Based on the Bruno Mars song

Words count:675

Working for WWE is a blessing in disguise. Do you want to know why I said that? Because I’m working with my ex while my boyfriend works with NXT’s rival AEW. I know he doesn’t like me working with Finn, but I've been working here for two years. I talked to one of my closest friends, Joaquin Wilde, when big arms wrapped around my waist. I turned around and saw my boyfriend of two years, Michael, standing there. I hugged him tightly, and he gave Joaquin a bro hug. I can’t believe Hunter let him in the building like Mike, an enemy of this company. Hunter came up to us and told Michael not to start anything that he would regret later. Michael let out a small chuckle and said: “I’m not here to start anything; I just wanted to surprise my girlfriend before she comes home.” Hunter nodded a bit and left to go to his office. I smacked his arm and said, you know I hate surprises. He let out a small laugh and said, “I know that's why I did it.” I smiled and shook my head. How did I become so lucky to call this man mine?

Third person

Finn was looking at the happy couple a few feet away from him. He had a sour expression on his face. That could have been him, but he fuck it all up, and now she was in another man’s arms that weren’t his.

Brooklyn

I felt someone looking at me, and I looked, and it was Finn. He has a sour expression on his face. I looked back up at Michael, and he turned to see what I was looking at. And Finn was still in the same spot he was a minute ago. Michael was going to go over to Finn, but I stopped him and pulled him to my locker room. I had a matchup next against Chadice LeRae for an NXT women’s Championship opportunity. One of my long-time friends, Damian Priest, is going against her overly outrageous husband, Johnny Gargano.

(Whatever you want your theme song to be) starts playing.

Weight 190 Lb from New York City, New York Brooklyn Rodriguez.

I got in the ring, Chadice LeRae came out, and the referee rang the bell to start the match.

Fast forward

We were at it for about 10 minutes when Finn’s music started playing. I was trying not to get distracted and focus on the match. Finn grabbed a mic and started talking. “You know, Brooklyn, when we were together, I didn’t treat you like I was supposed to, and now you're dating a wannabe Braun Strowman.” I kept my focus, and I put Chadice in a submission. Not long, she tapped, and I won the match. I’m going against Io Shirai at Takeover 31. Finn did look pleased when his distraction didn’t work. I got out of the ring and got straight in Finn’s face. I grabbed a mic and said, “You just mad, Fergal, that he is better than you in and out of the bedroom.” I heard some Gasps and oohs, but I didn’t care. I wanted to get my point out and tell Finn I found someone better than him. I said, “I'll see you this Sunday, Fergal, and I hope Kyle beats you.” With that statement, I dropped the mic and went backstage. Everyone backstage was shocked, and Wardlow smirked. and Damian approached me and said, “You never change, baby girl, and good luck Sunday.” I said, “You too.” I went to Wardlow and pulled him to my locker room. You may know what we did behind closed doors.

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pod95 · 3 years

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Pairing: Finn Balor X reader

Word Count: 2152

Warnings: Smutt (implied)

Description: A/n you and your best friend Becky Lynch are sharing a hotel room together, but when her boyfriend Seth Rollins sneaks in, you are left with no choice but to sleep in his room with the guy you hate, Finn Balor.

A/N This is part of a series of one shots I am doing. You can read this and the others on my Wattpad, AO3 and FanFiction pages.

Room Swap

"Name please," the receptionist asked as you searched through your purse for your ID.

"Y/l/n. It should be a twin room."

"Ah yes, here you are," she turned to the board behind and picked out a key card. You're in room 412."

"Thanks!" you take the key card off of her and return to Becky, who was waiting with your luggage in the lobby.

"Everything all sorted, roomie?" Becky asked, thumbing through a magazine.

"Yeah I can't wait. Ever since you got with Seth we never get to bunk together. It's gonna be like old times!"

"I just hope you're ready for a wild night of stuffing our faces with room service and bingeing bad horror movies," she winked and giggled.

"Ooft sounds like a hot date," you teased her.

"Speaking of hot..." Becky gestured to the lobby entrance where her boyfriend Seth Rollins was bringing in his luggage. He made his way over to you and beamed when he saw Becky.

"Damn, you're beautiful. Can I get your number?" he teased.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend. He's super buff and macho and could probably kick your ass," she retorted, planting a loving kiss on his cheek. Seth wrapped his arms around her waist as you smiled at how happy you were that your friend found someone who truly loved her.

"Are you sure you wanna spend the night with y/n? I mean I love Finn but we could have a LOT of fun in a room together..." Seth cooed, kissing Beckys neck.

"Hey, Rollins! Stop making moves on my woman. You get every other night with her. Go near her, and I'll chop that dick off!" you threatened playfully.

"Fine, Jeez!" he laughed, "We really need to get you a boyfriend."

You shuddered at the words. You had been secretly seeing someone, but broke it off a couple of weeks ago and you were starting to lose hope of ever finding a decent guy.

"You know, Finn is still single..." Becky prompted.

"Ugh no way!" you retched, "not even if he was the last man on Earth."

"Finn's a great guy! I really don't get why you hate him so much..." Seth shook his head.

"Where do I start? He's cocky and narcissistic, he thinks he's God's gift to women, he's always bragging about how many girls he's been with. Yeah sure, he's hot, but he knows it. Besides, he's a jerk to me whenever we're together."

"Y/n, you haven't even given him a chance. I reckon if you spent some time alone with him, you'd see all the good parts of him!" Seth enthused.

"He wears very tight trunks in the ring, I've already seen WAY more parts of him than I'm comfortable with."

"Aww, y/n, I'm flattered you spend your free time thinking about me in tight trunks!" came an Irish accent from behind you. You groaned internally.

"I wouldn't be... You missed the part where I called you cocky and narcissistic." you jeered, smirking at Finn.

"It's not cocky if you can back it up love," he winked, and you hated yourself for finding him so attractive.

"Right, sure. Guys like you are all talk."

"Oh one night alone with me, and you'd never want to leave," he went to brush a hair from your face, giggling mischievously as you swatted it away. "I could prove it to you tonight if you want."

"Oh my god, why are all the men in my life trying to ruin our night together? Go find some other woman to disappoint, Balor! She's mine tonight," Becky scolded him. "Y/n, we should go to our room before these Jackasses get in the way."

Becky stood up, kissed Seth affectionately and grabbed her luggage. You followed her leave, grabbing your things and saying goodbye to Seth.

"What no goodbye kiss for me?" Finn hollered is you set off towards the elevator, cackling at the middle finger you were now responding with.

When you got to the room, Becky kicked her shoes off and dove onto a bed. You changed into a tank top and some leggings as she looked through the room service menu.

"I'm gonna get some lobster. What do you want?"

"Ooh very fancy. I'll have the same."

You spent the evening pigging out on fancy room service and making fun of terrible movies before eventually feeling too tired to stay awake and nodding off halfway through the second movie.

Just as you'd fallen asleep, you were awoken by a noise. You weren't sure what it was at first, it sounded kind of wet. Then you heard a soft moan coming from the bed next to you and you looked over to see a huge lump under the covers of Beckys bed. Groaning, you turned your bedside lamp on.

"Really guys? I'm trying to sleep here..." you protested.

"Oh shit, sorry y/n. I'll just go." a naked Seth peeked out from under the covers, his hair messy and his voice breathless.

"No, it's fine just... Give me your key card. I'll sleep in your room."

"Really? Sure, it's in my pants. Thanks y/n, you're the best." Seth said, before retreating back under the covers, much to the delight of a giggling Becky.

You hastily retrieved the key card (room 426) from his discarded pants and made your escape.

As you stormed down the hall to where Seth and Finn were staying, you muttered under your breath. You knew that Becky and Seth were a couple, but do they have no boundaries? You arrived at room 426 and knocked on the door. Despite having the key, you didn't want to just barge into the room unannounced.

A shirtless Finn opened the door. He blinked in surprise upon seeing you, before smiling cockily.

"I see you decided to take me up on my offer earlier," he purred, leaning coolly against the doorframe.

"No chance in hell. Seth and Becky are 'getting busy', and as close as we are, I REALLY don't wanna see her O face so... Seth said I could crash here. Sorry to disappoint you," you shoved past, struggling to keep your eyes off of his impressive torso.

"Alright but I should warn you... I sleep naked," Finn beamed at you, amused by the look of horror that crossed your face.

"Whatever just... You stay in your bed, I'll stay in mine and we should get through the night without me beating you to death!" you smiled sweetly back at him.

"Oh come on. I'm just messing with you," he chuckled, grabbing a towel from the wardrobe. "I'm gonna take a shower, TV remote is there. Make yourself at home."

Finn disappeared into the bathroom and shortly after, you heard the gushing of the shower. For a moment, you imagined the water cascading down Finn's abs and trickling down his body. Disgusted with yourself for imagining such things, you shook the thought from your mind and turned on the TV.

Eventually, Finn emerged from the shower, and you were surprised to see him wearing a pair of shorts and a vest. You stared at him for a moment, still confused.

"Is there a problem?" he asks, snapping you out of your stupor.

"No! Not at all... You're just such a playboy, I'm surprised you're wearing actual clothes and not a towel that's far too small for you," you challenged him, secretly disappointed by the reality.

"Contrary to what you might think about me, I'm not a sex pest. I may be cocky and full of myself, but I'm not gonna go out of my way to make you uncomfortable." annoyed, Finn collapsed into his bed, refusing to make eye contact with you.

"Finn... I'm sorry. I'm being a jerk. Honestly, thanks for letting me stay here. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

"Well... You can buy me pizza. I like pepperoni and stuffed crust please!" He grinned cheekily and you couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Pizza, for Mr Abs? What about all those carbs?" you teased him, picking up the menu from the desk.

"Well, you really upset me and now I'm eating my feelings," Finn pouted adorably at you, giggling when you threw a pillow at him.

You and Finn went back and forth teasing each other until the pizza arrived, when Finn jumped up excitedly and rushed to the door to collect it.

"Wanna watch a movie?" Finn asked, sitting at the end of his bed and tucking into his Pizza.

"Sure," you started flicking through the movie channels. "Oooh, Toy Story!"

You lay back, occasionally eyeing up Finns pizza. Your stomach gave you away and let out a thunderous growl, as you held a pillow over it, trying to muffle the sound.

"Do you want some?" Finn tempted you, patting an empty space on the bed next to him. Nodding enthusiastically, you accepted the invitation and grabbed a slice.

The room fell quiet apart from the sound of you and Finn happily tucking in to the pizza.

"So are you feeling any better?" Finn asked, grabbing another slice.

"Better? What do you mean?"

"Well you seemed angry earlier. It must be frustrating never getting to see Becky," Finn prompted, giving you a look of genuine sympathy. You were surprised that he had picked up on it. You usually had a bad attitude around him anyway, so it was impressive that he could tell you were more upset than usual.

"I was at first, but I get it. They're a couple, they wanna spend time together. If I had a boyfriend, I'd be the same, " you confessed.

"So what happened with that guy you were seeing?" Finn asked, the hint of a smile on his lips.

"Oh that didn't go anywhere. Wait, how did you know about that?"

"Oh... I guess... Becky might have mentioned it..." Finn stammered, unusually flustered.

"Becky didn't know..." you eyed him suspiciously. Finn paused, thinking for a moment before sighing.

"OK fine..." he shuffled nervously. "A couple of weeks ago, I was outside your locker room and I heard you on the phone to him."

"And why exactly were you lurking outside my locker room, Mr Balor?" you teased him, amused by this vulnerable version of Finn.

"Well, I was planning on asking you to dinner," he quickly reverted back to his usual, charismatic self.

Speechless and somewhat embarrassed, you grabbed another slice of pizza and continued watching the movie. You're cheeks felt hot, and you could still feel Finns eyes on you. But even so, you couldn't help but feel surprised by how comfortable you were around Finn.

After several minutes, you dared to glance back at him. The glance escalated, and soon you found yourself examining his features in great detail. He really was incredibly attractive. Your attention moved from his dark hair towards his mesmerising blue eyes, twinkling with delight as he watched the movie, down his strong cheekbones to where an adorable, boyish smile perfectly complimented the rest of his face. As he turned towards you and caught you staring, every instinct told you to avert your eyes, but you just couldn't.

His eyes locked onto yours, holding your gaze as you felt your heart rate increasing. He smirked, pleased with himself for having caught you staring at him. Unblinking, he looked you up and down, licking his lips seductively. Bashful, you turned away, not wanting him to see you blush. Finn reached out a hand to stroke your reddening cheek.

Your skin tingled, as you nuzzled against his hand. Finn let out a low, victorious chuckle and cupped your other cheek in his hand, turning it to face him. You stared at his lips for just a moment before closing the distance between your face and his, stopping just before his lips. You closed your eyes, smiled to yourself, and pressed your lips to his. It was gentle and nervous at first, but as your hunger for him grew, the kiss became more passionate. You let out a small moan when he gently nibbled your lower lip. He pulled away, breathless, eyeing you intensely.

"If this goes much further... I won't be able to stop myself. Are you OK with that?" Finn asked, stroking your cheek. You nodded, never breaking eye contact. Finn smiled roguishly.

"Perfect." Finn grinned, tangling his fingers in your hair and devouring your lips, as you made a silent reminder to thank Seth and Becky

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think, and if you want a part 2 at some point in the future 😊

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THE BONFIRE

Finn Balor X Reader Pure unadulterated fluff.

No warnings necessary.

It had been a near perfect day. Andy, Chad and his family joined us for a couple of days off at Meramec State Park. When the sun peeked through the window and woke me, I found that Chad’s boys were already awake and playing in the living room.

We decided to wake everyone with breakfast in bed. Once fed and ready, our whole crew made our way to the launch area of the river and booked a float. We filled three rafts, which we loosely tied together and started a relaxing day of floating down the river.

I’m not sure who had more fun, the big boys or the little boys, but watching all of them play was a true joy. We must have stopped at every section of beach along the way, eating lunch at one, playing with a football at another, looking for shells at another. Fergal was in heaven playing with them, and they adored Uncle Ferg. Seeing him with the boys filled me with an unbelievable joy. I hadn’t seen Fergal this relaxed in months.

Our float was followed by a delicious BBQ made by the “boys” young and older, while Chad’s wife and I relaxed. Then came a bonfire.

Fergal and I sat on a sleeping bag leaning back against a log; him behind me as we settled in to enjoy the evening. I noticed Chad’s sons started nodding off just as the sun went down. I guess the fresh air and exercise was too much to take. Chad, Ferg and Andy each carried one of the boys in to the cabin and put them to bed, leaving only Chad’s wife and I.

Without Ferg’s body heat, I started getting cold, so I snuggled into the sleeping bag while we sat. Since Chad’s wife was pregnant with their fourth child, she wasn’t drinking, and I chose not to drink either. I told them it was in solidarity.

The big guys though brought back beer when they returned to the cabin. Fergal climbed into my sleeping bag with me and we snuggled away the cold as we all sat and enjoyed the evening.

It was perfect. It really was, and now was the time. I shifted onto Fergal’s lap and kissed him. He kissed me back a bit too long and I felt the stir of his desire under my lap.

“Babe?” I looked up into his eyes.

“Yes, my love” he answered.

I raised my hand to his cheek and traced his lower lip with my thumb. “I’ve got some news.” I said teasingly.

He smiled bigger. “Yes?”

I leaned in, smelling his scent as I nuzzled into his neck. I raise my mouth to his ear. “We’re pregnant.” I whispered so only he could hear.

Fergal’s body tensed, “Really?” he said loud enough for everyone to hear. He was ecstatic.

“Really” I answered to just him, and I watched his already dazzling smile grow even bigger.

He wrapped me even closer to him and started to kiss me with joy…. smiling through the entire kiss. He pulled the sleeping bag off us and pulled me up to standing as he hugged me. “Really?” he asked again.

“Yes,” I said happily. “YES!” he yelled. “Wooooo” he shouted like Rick Flair. Andy, Chad and his wife looked curious as Fergal yelled at the top of his lungs, “WE’RE PREGNANT!!!”

Everyone went nuts. There were hugs and congratulations all around. Chad’s youngest son peaked out of the cabin. “What’s going on?” he asked as he wiped his hand over his eyes. Chad motioned for him to join us. “Uncle Ferg and Aunt Y/N are going to have a baby.”

Chad’s son smiled and sleepily trudged over to hug Ferg and I. “Are we going to have another boy to play with?” he asked as Ferg picked him up.

“We don’ know if it’s a boy or a girl yet, buddy.” Ferg answered and then looked at me curiously. “Do we?”

I laughed, “Not yet. It’s still too early for that.”

Chad’s wife came and took her son from our arms. “Night Uncle Ferg.” He said sleepily.

Ferg and I kissed his cheeks as his mom went to take him back to bed.

Ferg was all smiles as we settled back down into our sleeping bag. “Love, How far along are you?” “10 weeks,” I smiled at him. Fergal held me close to his chest as he kissed my temple. “You’ve made me t'e happiest man in t'e world.” and he beamed that beautiful smile. Then he placed his had over my stomach and grinned. “Hello little one,” he said to my belly.

He kept his hand on my stomach all night. It was still there when I woke in the morning.

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thefandomqueen2882 · 5 years

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SOMEONE STOP THIS MAN RIGHT NOW

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White Christmas (Drabble)

Pairing: Fergal Devitt x Rachel Word Count: 475 Description: Fergal spends the day with his girlfriend in New York City for her first snowy Christmas.

My Christmas gift for @new-zealand-chic Merry Christmas love I hope you enjoy! ___________ Tag list: @biforbecky2belts @writtingrose @sjwrites22 @sassymox @the-beastslayers-queen @thewrestlingwarehouse @new-zealand-chic @reigns420 @sassyspacedust @burnitbalor @mrsambroserollinsacklesmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @theeblueehazee @itsicantbelievethis666 ___________ “Come on come on.”

Rachel shakes her boyfriend Fergal’s arm looking out their hotel window at the white fluff falling outside.

“What is it?”

Fergal groans opening his eyes seeing his giddy girlfriend with a large smile on her face.

“It’s Christmas morning and it’s snowing!”

She cheers excitedly running to the window pushing the curtains farther apart so she could look out at the city. Her first white Christmas was being spent in New York City with her boyfriend of two years. Being a New Zealand born and raised she had never seen snow in person apart from on the mountain tops far away back home. However never up close, she’d never felt the cold substance touch her skin, Fergal wanted to change that right away.

“Come on love lets shower the snow will still be there when we get out.”

Sighing Rachel backs away from the window trudging over to her boyfriend who takes her hand tugging her into the bathroom. He had a way to put a smile on her face he thought with a smirk closing the door behind them. After a little fun in the shower and dressing Fergal takes her to the hotel lobby for breakfast he had a whole day planned out for them and would need to have the energy to do so.

"You ready to take your first step into snow?"

"Absolutely!"

Fergal smiled leading her outside Rachel gasps stepping into the snow reaching out she laughs at the cold liquid melting in her hand.

“It’s so cold!”

“Well it is frozen love so of course it’s cold, come on lets go skate.”

Fergal gets a taxi telling them to go to Rockafella Center Rachel sits face pressed against the window as she watches the snow fall. When the pull up at the giant skating center Rachel quickly pulls Fergal out just barely letting him pay the driver.

“Slow down mo gra you’re gonna trip if you aren’t careful.”

He chuckles following her as they get two pairs of skates thankfully there wasn’t many people skating. The two spend the next three hours skating over the ice watching as the other falls or nearly falls. After skating, they grab a quick lunch at a dinner before deciding to just window shop. Most places were closed for Christmas day so they weren’t able to actually shop after a couple blocks they get a taxi to Central Park. Hot chocolates in one hand their fingers entangled with the others they walk through the park talking away.

“How’s your first white Christmas been baby?”

“It’s been amazing I can’t wait to open the gifts.”

Fergal nods his head in agreement as they spend a while longer out in the snow before heading back to the hotel for some cookies, opening gifts and maybe even another roll under the blankets.

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imaginethiswwe · 5 years

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Chapter 5: Demon Mania

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Hi guys! I am sorry I’ve been MIA! I saw some requests to be tagged in my chapters and I will do my best to accommodate from here on out. Thank you all so much for your support with this story!

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I never answered that text. I know that probably hurt Finn, but I didn’t know what he expected me to say. He was so confusing. He kept saying things that implied one thing, but his actions showed something different.

I know he was trying to check up on me because Sami was blowing my phone up way more than usual. It’s not that Sami didn’t care, but we had a friendship that we could go weeks, even months sometimes without talking and would pick up right where we left off.

The last time I heard so frequently from Sami was when Ferg was in surgery and PT and even that wasn’t as frequent. So I knew to hear from Sami this often was definitely not his idea. It was Finn’s way to check up on me. Even though I knew this, I tried to never let on that I did. The truth is, I wanted him to know I was okay. I couldn’t bring myself to reach out to him, but it was comforting to know he was still there, even if it was in the shadows.

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It’s finally that time of year. The Christmas of wrestling, WrestleMania. WrestleMania week is always full of activities for superstars past and present to attend. Charity events, the Hall of Fame ceremony, the big show itself; and of course I had to attend them all. This is easily the busiest month for me all year. So much media buzz for the company and I had to make sure everything went smoothly.

It was Friday night, Hall of Fame night. Everyone involved in the company was going to be there. Everyone.

Even though Sami and I both had to attend anyway, he asked me to be his date. Basically, this meant we would sit together during the ceremony. Thank God. If I had to sit and endure seeing Ferg and Cathy there together, at least I would have Sami next to me for some comic relief.

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I was in my hotel room having my hair and makeup done, I had to be on the red carpet while the superstars would be interviewed, making sure the media stuck to the talking points and didn’t bring up anything that wasn’t wrestling related.

I decided to keep it classic and simple.

I wanted to feel beautiful, but I wasn’t supposed to be on display. I was a background character on the main stage. I was supposed to make the backdrop beautiful without taking away attention from the Superstars. This was the nature of my job. Something I was used to. It didn’t much matter tonight anyway, the one person I wanted to notice me, would be there with easily one of the most beautiful women on the red carpet.

We were in New Orleans, a city I was relatively unfamiliar with. The buzz in the area all week was electric, enough to make even the most casual of fans excited for what this weekend had in store. I had to pinch myself multiple times to realize this was really my life.

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WWE had called me a car for pickup. When I walked outside to meet the car I was expecting an uber. But WWE had called me a luxury car. It was a blacked out Escalade. A small smile crept across my face. Sure, my personal life was in slight shambles, but my job was amazing. I worked for a company that truly appreciated me.

When the driver got out to open my door for me I was relieved to see a red beard grinning ear to ear waiting just inside the car for me. Sami, what would I ever do without you.

“Wow.” He said as I stepped up into the car. “I know you get tired of me telling you how beautiful you are, but this tops the charts. You look absolutely stunning, and you-know-who is going to have to pick his jaw up off the ground when he sees you”

“Thank you, Sami” I started, “Thank you for always being here for me. You are truly the most amazing friend I could have ever asked for, but I’m not sure he’ll even notice”

“Listen Y/N/N, Ferg can be oblivious, but I know him. When it comes to you, he always notices” Sami said back while lifting my chin with his finger and giving me a winning smirk.

We rode to the event laughing and catching up. It wasn’t a long ride, but it was such a nice relief for what I was about to encounter. Not only was this going to be a very busy night for me, but I wasn’t sure how I would feel seeing him. I haven’t seen him since that night at the restaurant with Cathy and his awkward staring. I haven’t directly spoken to him, and honestly, I don’t even know if he’ll want to see me now. But ready or not, I was about to find out.

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We pulled up to the event, and this time instead of the driver, Sami rushed out and opened my door. He reached out his hand and helped me step out of the car. I smiled at him as he quickly placed my hand on his arm to escort me down the red carpet to where the production team was camped out. He was so proud to show me off. He wanted people to gossip about who he took to the HOF. Even though we were strictly platonic, he loved it. I loved it. It felt good to have someone so proud to be seen with me.

Heads turned as we made our way down the carpet. I’m not sure if they were looking at me, or at Sami, but I played it off. I wasn’t in love with being the center of attention. As a publicist, I’m always the bridesmaid never the bride.

When we reached where my media team was, I put on my headset and started to organize my team and set up superstars for their interviews. Sami did a couple of interviews and then mostly hung by my station talking to a few friends as he waited for me to finish up. As each superstar approached the red carpet I had my team hand out the list of questions each media outlet was allowed to ask, and what was off-limits completely.

Then I saw him.

I hadn’t seen him in months and yet subconsciously I was still drawn to him like he was a magnet. If he was in the vicinity I would somehow find him.

Was he here alone? Surely, she was not far behind him.

And then I saw her. She looked gorgeous. Nothing less than I expected. She wore a blue sheer overlay gown with Swarovski crystals throughout. Her hair and makeup were kept very simple, something she pulled off so effortlessly.

She walked closely behind him but never engaged. They were widely known as a couple within the company, but to the public, they still hadn’t officially confirmed their relationship. Finn was a huge attraction for the female fans especially, and if he was confirmed taken, it stood a chance of upsetting them. Never good for business. Cathy always seemed to understand that.

I’m not sure what they thought was going to happen tonight. Would they sit together? One would naturally think so. Wouldn’t that be confirmation to the WWE Universe? Only as much as me and Sami sitting together would. It didn’t necessarily have to mean anything as far as fans knew.

Finn stopped to do his first interview as Cathy stood in the close distance talking with some of the female WWE staff. While he was mid-sentence he looked up, saw me and smiled without missing a step with the interviewer. He caught me red-handed staring at him, and I could feel my face starting to burn. Now he knew that I saw him. I couldn’t play it off that I never found him.

Good going Y/N, how the hell are you supposed to avoid him now? He caught you basically undressing him with your eyes. Ugh, look away, go back to work. You’re here to do a job, not worry about the guy you’re in love with who’s here with his GIRLFRIEND

Finn finished the red carpet without approaching me. I think he knew this wouldn’t be the right time or place to talk about our issues. If he even WANTED to talk to me that is.

He disappeared into the building with Cathy in tow, as the red carpet was just about wrapping up and coming to a close.

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As Sami and I walked into the building we found some of our good friends Karl Anderson and his wife along with Luke Gallows.

“Hey Y/N! Sami! How are you guys, it’s been such a long time!” Karl said while wrapping me up in a big hug.

I had met Karl when I moved to Orlando. He was best friends with Ferg, as they went back years in Japan. His wife was one of my close friends, but we didn’t get to see a ton of each other.

“Hey, you guys! How have you guys been?” I asked, taking my time to hug each of them.

“Oh, you know us, still kicking ass and taking names. Have you guys seen Ferg?” Karl asked. He always associated the three of us as a trio. Wherever one of us was, so were the other two. Or at least that’s how it used to be. Before she came into the picture.

“Ummm, no I haven’t, I’m sure he’s floating around here somewhere with Cathy,” I told him. I tried not to say it with any kind of tone, but immediately I knew I did.

“Oh, right, Cathy,” Karl said while giving me a wink. What the hell does that wink mean? Why does it always seem like everyone knows something I don’t?

He continued looking around as I gave them hugs and said our ‘see you laters’ so that Sami and I could find our seats. We were seated in the first row on the left side of the aisle. Great, I thought sarcastically, I have an amazing view of the stage..... and of Ferg and Cathy. This night just got so much better.

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The show started and Superstars of the past were inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame. Every once in a while I would catch a feeling like someone was boring a hole into the right side of my brain. I would move my eyes, but never my head, and catch Finn just staring at me. Why does he do this? Doesn’t he know it’s extremely uncomfortable? What if she catches him?

To be honest, I had done my own stealthy investigation whenever someone else would get up. They looked uncomfortable. The body language between the two said something other than a happy couple.

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The show ended and Sami let me know that a few of the superstars were going out to celebrate and have a night on the town before they had to buckle down for WrestleMania. He asked me if I wanted to come and of course, I said yes. I could definitely use a drink after this shitshow.

We went back to the hotel where most of the WWE were staying. I guess it was easier to keep track of everyone if we all stuck together.

I went back up to my room to change into something a little more bar crawl friendly

I headed back downstairs to meet Sami. He was waiting for me in the lobby along with Seth and his girlfriend. The 4 of us headed out to our uber and to the bar everyone was meeting at.

When we got inside the place was crawling with superstars, some who bothered to change, and some who threw off their suit jackets and headed to the bar in their ties.

We headed to the bar and I waited to place my order. As the bartender approached I opened my mouth to speak when a voice spoke for me instead.

“She’ll have a shot of patron and an Aperol Spritz” the voice said.

I stared straight ahead at the bartender and then nodded my head slowly. I didn’t want to look over and see him. If I look at him I have to talk to him. He’s standing right next to me. So now I have to deal with them at the bar too?

I looked over slowly and tried to smile “thanks,” I said, thanking him for ordering. I didn’t know what else to say, he was just standing there like he wanted me to tip him.

“You’re welcome, been the same order since the day we met.” He said with the biggest grin on his face.

How can I be so heartbroken by this man, but when he smiles I just want to crawl into his arms and pretend like none of this ever happened?

“Where’s Cathy?” I asked, immediately regretting it. It was really none of my business. I wouldn’t even give the guy the time of day 5 minutes ago, and now I’m asking where his girlfriend is?

“Cathy isn’t here. I wouldn’t worry about seeing her around much anymore” he replied, staring ahead while taking a swig of his beer.

“Oh, Ferg, I’m sorry to hear that” I looked over at him. I wanted to sound sincere, even if internally I was jumping for joy.

“No you’re not,” He said, bursting out into laughter. I miss that laugh

I smirked back at him. He was right, I really wasn’t.

“To be honest, I was hoping you were coming out tonight Y/N/N. You disappeared. I asked you specifically not to, and that’s exactly what you did. You were and still are the most important person in my life. Whether you like it or not. Whether you disappear on me or not. You can’t run. I will still be here when you come back. There’s nothing you can do about it...” He started

“Ferg...” I interjected.

“Please, Y/N, don’t do this to me anymore. It’s like torture. Sometimes when I’m on the road and had the longest day ever, I just want to hear your voice or see your smile, and you won’t even answer. I miss you every single day. You’re my best friend. I miss going to the bar with you and knowing exactly what you’re going to order and that you’re going to get plastered and sing every song they play”

I burst out laughing and nudged my shoulder into his. I couldn’t help it. He was my best friend, and he knew me so well. I reached out my hand and grabbed his.

“Alright Fergie, you got me. I’m sorry. Someday hopefully we can talk about all of this and understand it from both sides, but tonight.... we drink” I said as I clinked my glass against his and downed my shot. He smiled and nodded his head.

“Sleepover tonight? Stranger Things marathon?!” I asked while he laughed and wrapped me into the biggest hug we have shared in a long time.

“Absolutely, I’ll bring your favorite pillow” he teased while patting the left side of his chest where my head always seemed to fit perfectly.

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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🍎 7 DEADLY SINS - PRIDE

Prompt: “We are rarely proud when we are alone” - Voltaire

Word count: Drabble

Pairing: Finn Bálor (Prince Devitt) x Reader

Warnings: +18, adult themed, exhibitionism (mirror), cussing, dom(male), rough sex, sub(female), tricophilia(hair kink - pulling)

Tag: @theworldofotps , @new-zealand-chic

Notes: Ok, so this is going to be a drabble series based on the Capital Vices (most commonly known as the 7 deadly sins), each drabble will represent a scenario surrounded by one sin. I’ll be using their definitions as a mix between how Dante Alighieri categorized them + their original definitions (and my own twisted mind 😈). You can see the previous sins and pairings typing ‘7 deadly sins series’ on my search bar. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Pride - Is considered, on almost every list, the original and most serious of the seven deadly sins. Out of the seven, it is the most angelical or demonic. It is also thought to be the source of the other capital sins. Also known as ‘hubris’, or futility, it is identified as dangerously corrupt selfishness, the putting of one's own desires, urges, wants, and whims before the welfare of other people.

I could barely think as his consistent pounding became more and more vigorous. I only mumbled a few incoherent words, that could be heard above the skin to skin slapping sounds.

“What’s wrong my sweet toy?” He bites my cheek “Is it too much for you?” He increased his pace “I thought you like it rough” He laughed deviously from behind me

“Look at you” He says as he pulls my head back by my hair “How beautiful you look being used by your Prince” He smiled widely

I saw my reflection in the full length mirror: eyes semi closed in pure bliss, breasts bouncing, hair tangled and messy from all the pulling, smudged lipstick, hands gripping firmly to the wooden table, his ocean blue eyes meeting my gaze in the mirror.

“Can you see it? Can you see, who’s fucking you so well? What I can do to you? How I can turn you into a moaning, babbling mess around my cock? The power I have over you?” My head falls down and he grips my neck, making me look up to the mirror once more.

“No no no darling, you’re gonna keep watching me fucking you, taking what’s mine” He growled on my ear

“Finn, please” I whine

“Finn? I’m afraid he’s not here right now, love. Would you like to leave a message?” He mocks me “It’s just you and me, Y/N. The Prince and his faithful servant” He licks the nape of my neck

“Now, you shut your pretty little mouth and serve your only purpose in life darling...to please your Prince” He smirks

Please let me know your thoughts on this, as well as what other wrestlers you would like to see it in the upcoming sins of greed and lust?

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nissanmaxima · 6 years

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Retaliation

A/N: I’m back! Yay and I’m sorry for legit leaving y’all on read like that lol but here I am with part 3, the last chapter! Also, I’m calling Seth, Colby from now on since I’m calling Finn Fergal.

Step 3: Wrap it up!

I found Ferg, Led Seth on and now it’s the big finale! I invited Finn over while Colby was gone. I dressed in a casual crop top with shorts and polka-dot socks on. I was scrolling on twitter when a message popped up from the top of my screen, signaling Fergal was outside the door.

‘I’m outside.’

I looked at the text, puzzled at his response. Normally, he’s exploding me with exclamation points but now he’s just, calm. It’s actually kind of worrying me, but it made my curiosity increase the more I thought about it. Eventually, I asked him:

‘You okay?’

I’ve never seen him text so fast

‘Yes. Perfectly fine. Come to the door. I have a surprise for you.’

I ran to the door but before I opened it, I checked myself before opening the door to see the irishman. But it wasn’t Fergal, it was The Demon King, Balor. Goosebumbs appeared on my skin as I stared him up and down. A part of me, my primal side, wanted to tackle him and tear him to shreds. Calm down Y/N! Not yet at least. Fergal was quiet but calm. He nodded at me and spoke in the most dominate and primal voice I’ve ever heard.

“Ready?”

I shuddered at his tone but nodded. I’ve never felt so scared but turned on in my life. I texted Colby, initiating the final step to my, I mean, our plan. I smirked as I sent him the message:

‘Baaaabe can you come now, please? I really wanna ’play.’

‘Are you sorry for what you did last time? I don’t think you deserve it after what you did.’

I snarled as I continued to text him.

‘Yes. I’ve learned my lesson. Please come home! Please...’

I decided to nip it in the bud as I sent the last text

‘Daddy...’

‘Fine, you’d better be ready once I get home...”

Before I could respond, Fergal had snatched my phone and threw it somewhere. I’d find it later but I could barely focus on my phone when all I could feel and see is Fergal. His hot breath tickled my ear as he spoke in his menacing voice:

“This is taking too long for my liking and I thought we’d move things along. But, still on time with everything. Dont’cha think?”

I nodded so fast I only could see a blur of him. Next thing I knew, he was shirtless and I was stripped down to my lingerie in a heated make-out session. All I needed was for Colby to walk through the front door to see me, which, in all honesty, I want to happen. Anyways, Fergal kept grinding himself against me as we continued to kiss. I groaned in frustration as I waited for Colby to walk through. As if someone heard my wishes, the door unlocked and I gasped. Fergal held me to his chest as I tried to re-locate my attention onto him again.

“I’m here! Y/N?”

His voice made me shudder...

“Y/N! Where are you?!”

I stayed, latched onto Fergal as he continued to yell my name, confidence bubbling up inside of me and another feeling I’ve know to acknowledge as rage as I kissed Fergal even harder. As soon as Colby walked into the living room, he roared:

“What’s going on, Y/N!?! Why would you do this?!”

Fear began to creep up behind me again, my rage, sadness and most importantly, confidence, overpowered that fear as I did the same thing he’s done to me:

“Colby, it’s not what it looks like!” I mocked

He looked shocked as if he expected me to just cry and beg for forgiveness. I thought of every slap, every insult, every woman and when he forced himself onto me. That was my limit. Colby was fuming but I was silent as a mouse.

“You think this is funny?! After everything I’ve done for you, you go and treat me like this? I treated you like a goddess and you cheat on me with... That”

He points at Fergal with disgust and mocked him. I had had enough of him and his bullshit. I slapped him so hard, even Fergal winced. I screamed as I continued my assault on him.

“After everything I’ve done for you, not you, me! After every bad day, after every slap, every insult and every woman you’ve had in your filthy, disgusting and dishonest ridden bed, I finally had the courage to say screw you adn this is how you treat me!? You treat me as if I’m below you when you’re the who’s hit me, who’s insulted me and who’s raped me!”

My slaps turned into punches as I continued to rant, Eventually, Fergal had to pull me off of him but I kept swinging my fists. He held my sides as he carried me out of the door, locked me in his car and returned back into the house to retrieve my belongings. He packed a box and carried it to the car. But before he left for good, he turned to Colby:

“You had one of the best women in the world, and you treated her like crap. Now she’s moved on. I guess what they say is true: Don’t know what you got ‘till it’s gone. Good luck man.”

And with that, he closed the door to leave Colby with his thoughts...

A/N: I whole-heartedly apologize if this is trash, I legit wrote this at midnight so please bear with me. I’ll edit it later.

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pod95 · 3 years

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Pairing: Finn Balor X Reader

Word Count: 983

Warnings: None, it's all just adorable fluff

Description: This is the first chapter of my new series of Finn Balor One Shots. Hope you enjoy!

You and your boyfriend Fergal have decided to get a kitten together, and Fergal might be even more excited than you are.

Paw Prinxe

The cars zoomed past on the other side of the highway. The sun was shining brightly and your boyfriend Fergal was happily drumming his fingers on the steering wheel along to the radio. You studied the excited smile on his face, which had been there since you told him he could get a cat.

"So have you got a name picked out yet?" you ask him, knowing full well that he'd had a list prepared for days.

"I'm thinking Loki for a boy. Or maybe Simba," he pondered, "and for a girl I've narrowed it down to either Mochi, Ruby or Willow. Oh, or Yuki."

You chuckled to yourself upon hearing him list off his choices. He'd been frantically googling cat names for days, asking every person you'd interacted with for suggestions, and he still hadn't made his mind up.

"Well we're nearly there. Better make up your mind soon."

You pulled up outside of the address you'd been given. As Fergal knocked on the front door, you reached into the back seat to get the pet carrier.

"Hey! You must be y/n and Fergal!"a kindly older lady opened the door and welcomed you both inside. "I'll show you to the kittens and you can pick whichever one you want."

She left you in a large lounge with 6 adorable kittens and one very proud mum.

"So how old are they?" you asked the lady

"Nine weeks today actually. There were 8 but 2 have left."

"Any health conditions the mother has we should know about?"

"Nope, she's in perfect health" the lady smiled.

You looked over from your conversation towards Fergal. You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by kittens and grinning like an idiot.

He was playing with one using a mouse toy, while two others play fought in his lap. One had even climbed its way up his arm and perched itself on his shoulder. You had a horrible feeling that he wouldn't be able to pick just one.

After playing with the kittens for around 10 minutes, he walked up to you triumphantly holding a tiny white kitten with beautiful blue eyes.

"Yuki!" he beamed, holding the kitten out to you. She was very cute, and as you placed her into the pet carrier on the floor, one of the other kittens ran over and started clawing at the bars and meowing frantically.

"Those two are best friends. It's gonna be hard for them, being separated. You can take them both if you'd like," the lady piped in.

Fergal's gaze snapped towards you, with the largest, saddest puppy-dog eyes he could muster. How could you possibly say no?

"Fiiine!" you feigned annoyance, but you always knew you'd never be leaving here with just one kitten. "What are you going to name him?"

"Loki!" he beamed.

You thanked the lady and headed back to your car. You offered to drive home so that Fergal could sit in the back seat with the kittens.

On the way home, you stopped by a pet shop to get some supplies for the kittens. Knowing that you would regret this decision, you let Fergal go in while you stayed with the kittens. He returned to the car with bags full of supplies, treats and toys. These cats were going to be so spoiled.

After arriving home and placing the carrier in the floor, it took them a while before they set paw out of their hidey hole. Fergal just wanted to play with the kittens and sulked on the sofa when you told him to leave them alone until they were settled.

Eventually, they started to explore your house, diving onto surfaces and crawling into hidey holes. Fergal sat on the floor, trying to tempt them over to him with treats, pouting when they jumped off of him to explore some more.

He reached into one of the bags and pulled out a laser pen, moving it around frantically trying to get the kittens attention. Both of the kittens started chasing the red dot, wiggling their hind legs playful and jumping at it whenever it stayed till for long enough.

He focused the beam onto your legs, smirking mischievously at you as two tiny kittens dove at you, clinging to your legs, Yuki's claws getting stuck in the process. She looked up at you and let out a tiny mew. You unhooked her claw and lifted her up, placing a soft kiss on her head before putting her back down and watching Fergal playfully chase them around the floor.

After an entire night of playing with the kittens, you and Fergal cuddled up on the sofa to watch a movie, a very sleepy Yuki and Loki on each of your laps. The purring of the kittens was very relaxing, and by the end of the movie Fergal had nodded off on the seat next to you.

"Baby," you gently shook him awake. "Let's go to bed. OK?"

Fergal groaned and sleepily opened his eyes. As he dragged himself off the sofa and up to bed, you filled bowls with food and water for the kittens. You looked around for them to bring them their food, but they were nowhere to be seen.

Smiling, you sighed to yourself and carried the cat bowls up to your bedroom.

Fergal had already fallen soundly asleep. He was smiling softly and cuddling both of the kittens to his chest. You laughed to yourself, shaking your head and placing the cat bowls on the floor. You climbed into bed next to him, kissing his forehead gently and laying next to him. What an adorable softy your handsome prinxe was.

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