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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 1 year

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**slaps money on counter** I need more Judgement Day content please. Maybe SOEMTHING kinky??

It’s been a while since I wrote anything with these gorgeous, wicked devils so here it is 💋

P.S. HEAVILY UNEDITED

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The pastel pink and white clothes were definitely a silent statement that you belonged anywhere but here. The bar was crowded, and loud conversations could be heard from across the street. The motorcycles made a line at the bar’s sidewalk, precluding any passerby to walk through.

Taking one last breath - to gather up the currently lacking courage - you pushed the door open to reveal the inside of the old bar, filled with too many people wearing a combination of black and leather. Carefully making your way in, your eyes spotted the young man behind the bar counter. The name “Dominik” was sewed in bold letters at the back of his vest, his kind face and wide smile made him the least threatening among the crowd.

“Excuse me? Sir?” Your perfectly manicured fingers waved in his direction “Hello? Yes, hi” A welcoming smile was plastered on your lips the minute his eyes found you “How are you?”. He continued to stare at you with curious eyes without a proper answer to your previous question. “Silence treatment then, ok…Ummm, I’m looking for someone named Bálor?”

His brows furrowed at the name, as if he didn’t quite understand what you mean.

“Wait! Not Bálor. No, that’s not the name…Gosh, what’s his name again?” Your fingers twirled around a soft strand of your hair in an attempt to remember the man’s name. “Uh! Fergal! Wait, no…Finn! Yes, that’s the name! Finn…Well, Finn, Fergal, Bálor..they’re all the same, right?” An uncomfortable giggle left your lips “I mean, Irish people, what do we know, yeah?”

The young man kept staring at you, but this time, a subtle amused smile roamed his lips. He pointed with his chin towards a corner of the bar before turning around again.

“Am I supposed to find him alone? Hello?”. When only silence answered you back, you decided to say fuck it and squeeze your way through hundreds of leather vests towards the way Dominik indicated.

Three pairs of eyes easily spotted you among the crowd. I mean, how could they not? You were dressed in pastel pink for Christ’s sake! You stood out like a bleeding animal in the midst of a pack of lions.

“She’s a cute little thing, isn’t she?” Rhea chuckled, as she watched you struggle to walk through the crowd without touching them.

“We could have lots of fun with her” Damian spoke, already imagining you tied up in their dungeon.

“Yes, but we’ll have to take it slow” Finn’s blue eyes followed your every step, his mind raced with the thought of caressing every curve of your body “She’s a valuable prize, it was difficult to bring her here and if we want this to go how we planned, we’ll have to take our time. She’s naïve, yes. But she’s not dumb, so we’ll keep it cool for now and when the time’s right, we’ll play with her”. As soon as he finished his sentence you stopped in front of their table.

“Good Lord, people. Careful!” You mumbled before looking at the trio in front of you “Mr. Devitt?”

“Yes, sunshine” Finn’s grin looked warm and inviting to your eyes, when in reality they held a mischief you were yet unfamiliar with. “I’m so happy you could make it! Come take a sit” He patted his thigh as Damian and Rhea just smiled widely at his statement.

#judgment day #judgment day x reader #judgment day imagine #finn balor imagine #finn balor x reader #damian priest imagine #damian priest x reader #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley imagine #masochist writes

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leaveharmony · 1 year

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“The former WWE Universal Champion also revealed he had crafted a few different names for the new group, which included ‘Reload Club,’ ‘Getaway Club,’ and ‘Lock ‘n’ Load Club/Parade.’” - Fergal Devitt + alternate names for Bullet Club

It’s hard not to imagine the neckbeard brigade unironically tweeting “Lock’n’Load Parade 4 Life” and it’s even harder not to laugh about it

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haven-raven012591 · 5 years

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alternateafterthought · 5 years

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Day Off

Fergal Devitt x Reader

Summary: Pregnancy cravings has Y/N in love.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 294

A/N: This is just a little daydream type thing I had. So I hope you guys like it.

Y/N couldn’t have been more blessed in her life. Today was one of those days that not a lot happened, and yet Y/N knew she was going to remember it forever. She stood in the kitchen, dancing in her pyjamas as she made sandwiches for herself and her husband, Fergal Devitt. Singing along quite loudly, Y/N didn’t hear Fergal sneak up behind her.

“Fergal!” Y/N screamed, loving the sound of Fergal’s giggle. “You can’t sneak up on me like that.”

“Awe, I’m sorry darling.” Fergal’s hands came around her waist, his fingers going under her shirt and resting his warm hands on her growing stomach. “What are you making?”

“Lunch.” Y/N lifted a piece of carrot to Fergal’s lips, who gladly took it. “I was craving a sandwich.”

“Craving what?” Fergal looked at the condiments in front of Y/N. “Is that peanut butter, Nutella and… is that a giant m&m cookie on your sandwich?”

“What?” Y/N looked at her masterpiece.

“How many of those have you had since you started making lunch?” Fergal asked, already knowing the answer.

“Um… like 2, I think?” Y/N cut Fergal’s sandwich in half, before putting it on a plate and handing it to Fergal, picking hers up.

“2 cookies only?” Fergal asked, as he walked backwards, his wife following him.

“Yes, 2.” Y/N stopped in her tracks, looking at Fergal’s plate then hers.

“Yes you can have half of my sandwich.” Fergal smiled at Y/N lovingly.

“I love you.” Y/N smiled, still looking at his plate.

“Me, Fergal, or the sandwich?” Fergal asked as they sat down on the couch together.

“What? I can love two things at once.” Y/N smiled, taking a huge bite out of her sandwich happily, smiling at Fergal as he smiled at her.

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caramara3 · 6 years

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Ok but like... I hear this song and I can see it clear as day.

Two former lovers in a bar, both with their separate group of friends. The night progresses on and both share a glance at the other across the room and flashes of their life together go through their minds. Every kiss, every touch, every happy moment the shared together; just on an endless repeat in their brain.

He misses her badly. He wants her more than anything in the world.

But as he gets up to walk toward her, a man walks in and wraps his arms around her waist, kissing at her neck. A huge smile forms on her face and she goes to kiss him, her hand revealing the huge diamond ring as she reaches to caress his cheek.

She’s moved on. She’s happy... without me.

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luna-loo · 6 years

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Break me down, you got a lovely face

We're going to your place

And now you got to freak me out

Scream so loud, getting fuckin' laid

You want me to stay, but I got to make my way

Take it off, the paper is your game

You jump in bed with fame

Another one night paid in full

You're so fine, it won't be a loss

Cashing in the rocks, just to get you face to face

Hey

You're a crazy bitch

But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it

When I dream, I'm doing you all night

Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

[Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry]

#imagine #prince devitt imagine #fergal devitt imagine #sorry not sorry

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daddyhausen · 2 years

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• finn balor masterlist •

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{ ♡ — indicates mini series }

{ ♧ — indicates smut }

{ ♢ — indicates trigger warnings }

{ ♤ — indicates interactive series }

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sit still ♧

missed you ♧

in this hell you are my paradise ♧

heat ♧

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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!

#fergal devitt #fergal devitt x reader #finn balor #finn balor fanfiction #finn balor fic #wwe smut #finn balor imagine #wwe fanfiction #finn balor x reader

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horrorwoodz · 3 years

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dating finn balor would include...

“could you possibly write some headcanons about dating finn balor? can y/n also be a wrestler ?? thank you !!”

finn balor headcanons !!

finn balor x wrestler!reader

word count: 823

feedback appreciated !!

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finn’s parents love you. from the moment he introduced them to you, they knew you were something special

“you ought to keep them around, fergal. they’re somethin’ special”

honestly they see you as family. even though you and finn aren’t married (yet), they treat you like it.

traveling to ireland together, and often. he takes you to explore bray, and other areas of ireland.

he especially likes taking you on hikes and walks to relax. it’s one of his favorite things to do alone, and just having you there makes it all the better.

him introducing you to all of his family and friends in ireland.

his brothers teasing him about you + him getting flustered

the first thing he does after all of his matches is embrace you. he won’t talk to or look at anyone else, you’re the first person he thinks about.

he kisses you before his matches for good luck.

“all for you babe”

he lets you carry his title.

he will always watch your matches. no matter what. he always cheers for you, and will always hype you up before and after them.

on days when you have big matches, he will wear your merch. even if he’s on tv that night, he wears your merch.

gives you genuine advice on wrestling. will teach you tips and tricks whenever you’re willing to listen.

ride along episodes !! you two will often be on ride along together and the wwe universe loves it.

if you are in the crowd, he will go up to you after his match and hug you.

if you ever get injured in a match, he will be by your side the moment he finds out. he’ll help you out of the ring and to the doctor, and if it’s a serious injury he will take good care of you. he never leaves your side when you’re sick or injured- unless he has to. even then, he’ll text you or call you 24/7 to check in.

you will do the same if he’s injured or sick.

will 100% get emotional with you when you get a big victory

a lot of cuddles.

BACKHUGS.

little cheek kisses every now and then.

he’s very physical in the softest way possible. he’s always got his hands on you. nothing sexual, he just really loves you. he’s always playing with your hair or has his arm around your waist.

his nicknames for you are “babe”, “love”, and “dear”.

your nicknames for him are “babe” and “baby”

he’s not overly protective, he trusts you and trusts that you won’t cheat on him or anything of the sort. he has no issue with you hanging out with your male friends as long as you check in every now and then so he knows you’re okay.

just because he’s not overly protective doesn’t mean he won’t come at anyone for messing with you, though. if someone makes a vulgar remark about you, you best bet he will go off on them.

he’s pretty calm most of the time. i think heated arguments between the two of you would be very rare. disagreements ? yeah. hell, arguments in general may happen here and there- but things won’t get too heated.

if he ever upsets you, he will immediately stop whatever he’s doing and apologize.

he is super supportive of you and everything you do. he’s your biggest fan.

and you’re his biggest fan !!

the two of you can have really long and comfortable silences. you don’t have to be doing something 24/7 to enjoy being together. in fact, often times when you guys are just chilling at his house, youll just be cuddling and watching tv.

he gets you into legos. you two will build legos together at least once a week. he always buys a new set just for you.

he loves to show off his lego collection. you love to see how happy he gets showing off his lego collection.

you’re his everything. i mean this man would drop e v e r y t h i n g for you.

Simp™

finn is just a tall child. he’s childish in the best way possible. there would never be a dull moment in your relationship, you all would always find a way to have fun.

finn could function as your unofficial therapist. if you’re ever upset, he will sit down and just listen. he wants to hear about what’s bothering you and will always give you the advice you need.

finn is also able to tell whenever you’re upset. you don’t know how, he can just tell. there’s no lying to him.

his hugs are the best hugs. no questions asked.

he thinks you’re ‘the one’.

you think he’s ‘the one’.

he will eventually propose to you a couple years after you started dating. he’ll do this publicly at the end of an episode of nxt takeover. you will say yes, and the fans will cheer for you, and it will be a moment you remember forever.

#finn balor #finn balór #finn bàlor #wwe #nxt #oneshots #imagines #headcanons #finn balor headcanons #scenarios #reactions #reader insert #fergal devitt #wrestling #Spotify

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thefandomqueen2882 · 5 years

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“MY TITLE GIMME!!” *HISSSS*

#wwe #wwe monday night raw #monday night raw #wwe intercontinental championship #demon king #demon balor #Finn Balor #Finn Bálor #fergal devitt #finn balor imagine #Wrestlemania 2019 #wrestlemania

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haven-raven012591 · 5 years

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His Crow Queen

Art work and name are by @wrestling-edits-af (as always, get use to it)

It wasn't easy being Queen of hell. Being married to Balor was... challenging! He was loving and attentive of course, after all he had searched for her forever it seemed.

That beautiful soul that held both light and dark. The soul that handled that balance with Dignity and Grace. That was his Queen! She was his balance his perfect harmony.

One day he noticed that she wasn't feeling well. She was lonely when he was in his long and boring meetings. So he started paying attention to some of the things she looked at in books.

His queen needed pets! That was the perfect solution to her feeling lonely and down. "My love how would ya like a few pets?" Balor asked. "Pets?" Raven asked, her eyes sparkling. Her eyes hadn't shined like that in weeks. He nodded and picked up her hand from the arm of their throne. "Come I have a gift for you." Balor said.

She smiled as she laced her fingers with his. He wasn't all bad her husband, he had his moments. One of his most recent fits of rage had been at one of his most trusted friends. The man had leaned in a little too close for Balor's liking at dinner. Raven had tried to reason with Balor, that it had been harmless. But Balor being Balor and possessive of her he back handed the man through a few walls and then told him if he ever got that close to her again he'd be Balor's next victim.

Raven rubbed Balor's arm with her free hand and he looked at her. She was radiant his wife, even now it seemed like she glowed. "What is it mo fitheach?" Balor asked. He ran his hand through her deep brown hair. "I was just thinking mo rí demon." Raven said. Her demon king he loved it when she called him that. He leaned in and kissed her long and slow. Her free hand ran over his chest as his brought them closer.

He deepened the kiss his firm yet soft lips moving over hers. Her lips were like silk and he loved it. He let her hand go, and she wrapped her arms around his neck playing with his hair. He held her head in one hand and her hip in the other. She gripped his hair as his tongue slid inside her lips. His hand moved down her spine and rested on her other hip. Her tongue caressed his as the kiss went from sweet to passionate.

He pulled back and shook his head. "Yer lips are better tan wine." Balor said. She blushed and giggled giving him a quick peck on his lips. "Tease!" Balor laughed. She cupped his cheek and he smiled more. "Later when you come back from your meeting, we'll finish this." Raven purred. He framed her face and stroked her cheek bones with his thumbs. "Yes my queen." Balor said.

They walked to a room that Raven had never seen before and he blind folded her eyes with his fabric arm band. "Yer gonna love tis I know it." Balor said. He was like a little kid at Christmas. Balor opened the huge double doors and lead her in by taking her hands and pulling her in slowly. She blushed thinking it was like what beast did, when he showed Belle her library. She felt like a princess at that moment.

"Keep yer eyes closed love." Balor said. She nodded and he took off the fabric blind fold. He positioned her just right and she giggled a little as he closed the doors. "On three, one...two...three." Balor said. She opened her eyes as Crow's flew over their heads. "Oh my God you didn't!" Raven squealed. The Crow's landed on a little tree and she ran over. The biggest one moved toward her and she slowly stroked his feathers. "What a handsome boy you are." Raven cooed. "Ya like tem lass?" Balor asked tentatively. "Balor I love them!" Raven said and ran to him. The force of her hitting his chest made them fall to the floor. He groaned and she looked at him. "I'm sorry." Raven breathed. "It's ok lass as long as yer happy." Balor said. "I'm more than happy." Raven said. He kissed her as she laid on him.

The days passed quickly and one night Raven said she had a surprise for him. He went into the white hall with columns as tall as the ceiling. He saw her dressed in a black corset. The crow head dress on and a huge cage in her dainty hand. "Raven?" Balor asked. "I've taught them how to carry messages." Raven said excitedly. He smiled and shook his head. "Of course you have." Balor chuckled. There was a loud bang and her Crow's started cawing. Balor morphed into his full demon self. His wings even flew out and framed his body as he kneeled on the floor. His eye glowed red and his claws extended from his hands.

Raven opened the cage and her Crow's flew out cawing and circling her. She had also infused her magic into them and now they could tell friend from foe. They stayed around her protecting her. Balor smirked as the intruders entered the white hall! They had no idea what they were in for!!

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caramara3 · 6 years

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FINN BALOR APPRECIATION POST

Because…. UMPH 😍😍😍😍😍

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theworldofotps · 4 years

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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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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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