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High School Mizfit - Finn Balor (18+)

Young!Finn Balor x Melanie

Commission For: @thepalaceofmelanie

Warnings: Fluff! High School, Finn and Melanie are like 17 or 18, Foul Language, Bullies, Ditching School, Smoking.

Word Count: 2,546

Summary: Melanie falls for the bad boy of the school, Finn Balor.

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Senior year, the last year of High School, an end of a chapter before college, a beginning of a new. Just a few more credits and I’d be out of High School forever! Walking into the school, I walked down the crowded hallway towards my first class of the day, English.

My shoulders collided with other students as I made my way down the busy hallway. Entering the classroom, I took my seat, and the bell rang. The day has officially started. “Alright everyone, please pull out your homework I assigned you yesterday.” Grabbing my bag beside me, I pulled out my English notebook along with the assignment I worked most of the night on. I pulled out a pencil and placed it beside my paper. I patiently waited for the teacher to give us the next instruction.

The teacher came around collecting the papers. “Mr. Balor, you’re late.” Mrs. Ottoman spoke out. I looked over towards the entrance of the room to see Finn Balor walking into the classroom; one strap of his book bag was over his shoulder and his leather jacket hugging him tightly.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Finn murmured, making his way towards his seat.

“Do you have a tardy note?” The teacher asked, hand on her hip.

“Nope.” Finn plopped down in his assigned seat, next to me.

“Well Mr. Balor, I’m sorry to say but you have detention after school today.”

“Whatever.” Finn grumbled, his eyes called upon the top of the desk. I looked at Finn, his hair was a bit messy as if he just got out of bed but that was just his style. His eyes seemed to have dark circles underneath as if he hadn't slept in days. His scent was strong. He smelt of cigarettes, leather, and musky cologne. My eyes met his greenish blue eyes and were now staring at me. “What?” He snapped.

“N- Nothing.” I shuttered at his aggressiveness. I quickly looked away and fiddled with my fingers. As the class went on, the teacher gave everyone instructions on what the next assignment was. She wanted us to read two chapters of Lord of the Flies and write a summary about what we read. I already read the chapters last night. It helped that I read the book last year, just for fun, so the book was fresh in my mind. I wrote down my summary, which was a couple of paragraphs. When I finished writing, I placed the summary in my English folder and placed my things back into my book bag. I pulled out my Harry Potter book that I was reading, it was one of my favorite series to read just to pass the time. I felt a light tap on my shoulder. Looking behind me, I saw the popular girl, Beth, and smiled at her. “Hi Beth.” I waved. “What’s up?”

“Yeah, hi. I was wondering what those chapters of Lord of the Flies were about?” She placed a fake smile on her glossy lipstick lips.

I frowned with an arched brow. She never wanted to talk to me but wanted to know what those chapters were about. “Hmm, I think you should just read them and find out.”

“Yeah, hmm listen.” She popped her lips. “I’m on the cheer squad, which I’m sure you know because I’m the head cheerleader and I have a game to cheer at tonight which I don’t have time to read about gross flies. So, it’d be really hard for me to read those chapters and write a summary before tomorrow, ya know?” She explained, trying to encourage me to tell her the summary.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll have enough time during lunch or your free class?” I bit my lip, not wanting to continue this conversation anymore.

“Listen, bitch.” She snarled.

“Hey.” A man’s voice erupted. “I think she said she doesn’t want to fucking help you.”

I looked over at Finn and then quickly back at Beth. “I- I didn’t mean it like that but I think you should read the book, it’s very interesting.”

“No, that’s what Melanie means now shut the fuck up and start reading.” Finn snapped at the leader of the cheer squad.

I swallowed thickly and swiveled around into my chair, facing the font of the classroom. “Thanks.” I whispered softly towards Finn.

“Don’t mention it, anything to get her to shut the fuck up.” He grunted, pinching the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache. His eyes skimmed through the book and turned the pages. The bell rang. Everyone gathered their things and rushed out of the room to their next class.

Getting up from my seat, I tossed my book bag over my shoulders. I made my way towards my next class, math. Just a couple of more hours and I was out of this hell hole for the day.

As the day went on, my free period came along. I exited out of the school and made my way towards the picnic tables that had umbrellas sticking out of the middle of them. I sighed happily to see no one out there. That’s the perks of being top of the class, I guess. Sitting at a table, I pulled out my sketch book. I heard the door open and close. I looked over my shoulder to see Finn pulling a cigarette from his pocket, placing it in between his lips, and lighting it up. “I don’t think you’re supposed to smoke here.”

Finn inhaled the nicotine stick. The tip burned orangish red bright. He pulled the cigarette away from his lips with two fingers. He exhaled the smoke, letting it float into the air only to disappear. “Do you always follow the rules?” Finn huffed, rolling his eyes.

“If there were no rules, there’d be chaos.” I pointed out, I pulled out a pencil from my bag and opened up my sketch book. “Don’t you have class?”

“I got kicked out.” Finn made his way towards me and sat down across the table. “I’m supposed to be in the principal’s office to talk about my behavior right now.” Finn took another puff from the cigarette and blew out the smoke. I coughed loudly, waving my hand in front of my face to get the smoke away.

“Those are bad for you.” I informed him. I watched how his back was against the edge of the table and his arms relaxed beside him.

“Everything nowadays is bad for everyone.” He said back to me with a smirk. “They’re practically feeding us poison here.” Finn laughed. I smiled at his husky laugh and I laughed along with him.

“That’s true. I found a battery in my sandwich when I was a freshman.” I shook my head at the memory.

Finn took one last drag from the cigarette and flicked the butt towards the grass. “This school fucking sucks.” The smoke escaped his mouth as he spoke. “Wanna ditch?” Finn tilted his head back with a smirk.

“Ditch?” I choked out the word. “I uh, I have perfect attendance.” I blushed at how geekish I sounded.

Finn laughed at me, my blush became darker. “So? It's the same as every year, you get a pizza party at the end of the semester for having perfect attendance. Come on, we can get something to eat and go to the arcade, my treat.” Finn flashed a smile towards me.

I licked my lips. I closed my sketchbook, shoved the pencil, and put the book into my bag. “Let’s do it. But how are we going to leave?” I frowned, looking around to see if there were any cameras.

“We’re seniors. We can do whatever the fuck we want. My car is right there.” Finn looked over by the parking lot. I also looked to see the only black car along with other colorful ones. “It’s an easy run.” Finn shrugged.

“Hey!” We looked over to see a large security guard exit out of the building. “You’re supposed to be at the principal’s office.” He started to stalk towards Finn.

“It’s now or never!” Finn got up quickly and darted towards the parking lot.

“Hey! Stop!” The man yelled, trying to catch Finn.

I gnawed at my bottom lip, constipating if I should follow or not. I threw my bag over my shoulder. I dashed towards the parking lot, passing the heavy set security officer, and caught up with Finn. “Let’s fucking go!” Finn unlocked his car and got into the driver seat. I pulled at the door open and rushed into the passenger seat. Finn started up the car. Before the security guard could even reach the car, Finn burned rubber out of the school parking lot.

“Oh my god, I think I’m going to pass out.” I panted and felt my heart beat faster than it has ever before.

“That’s the adrenaline pumping!” Finn laughed, going faster than the speed limit. Finn let his car cruise down the street towards downtown. Arriving at the arcade, he parked the car and got out.

“You always do this?” I asked, stepping out of his car and towards the arcade.

“Have you ever seen me in class?” Finn smirked, walking into the arcade, he held the door open for me.

“Good point.” I shrugged, looking around at the colorful machines.

“Finn! Good to see ya!” The man behind the counter yelled. He was an Italian man with dark hair and hairy arms along with a large dark facial beard..

“Hey Phil.” Finn smiled. “Here to play some games.”

“And I see that you brought a lady friend.” Phil wiggled his bushy eyebrows. I blushed at the man’s gesture. “Getting this young gal into trouble.”

Finn blushed and cleared his throat, turning his head to the side so no one could see. “Just trying to show her life isn’t always about school.” He shrugged and handed the man a ten dollar bill.

Phil chuckled and exchanged a roll of quarters. “Well, you two have fun and enjoy the games.”

Finn nodded and thanked Phil. Finn split the coins and gave me half. “Wow, you're actually being nice to an adult?” I teased, taking the coins.

Finn smiled weakly and looked down. “Well, he’s kinda like family to me. I’ve known him since I was a kid.” Finn cleared his throat. “Let’s play some games.” Finn said abruptly.

For the next hour, Finn and I went around the shop playing games. Once we were out of coins, we bid Phil farewell and thanked him for letting us play. “I should be getting back to class.” I said, looking at the time on my phone. It was blowing up. My friends were texting me, asking where I was.

“Oh no. I told you we were going to get a bite to eat too.” Finn smiled. “Come on, I know a great burger place.” Finn smiled, nodding towards the way.

I bit my lip, it was lunchtime back at school. “Okay, but after this we have to go back.” I assured him.

“Cross my heart.” Finn grinned. Walking to the next block, Finn held the door open for me once again. I entered the empty restaurant.

“Hi, welcome to- Why aren’t you in school?” The hostess growled, menus in hand.

“Woah, woah.” Finn held up his hands in the air, grinning. “I’m on lunch, it’s 12:30, it’s lunchtime and seniors get to go off campus.”

“Psh, I don’t think you have the grades to get off campus.” The older lady rolled her eyes. “Come, let’s get some food for you guys.” The woman led us towards the back, taking us to a booth. “I’ll be back to take your order.”

I looked at Finn, eyebrows arched. “That’s my aunt.” He blushed, looking at the menu. I watched as his eyes skimmed the page.

“She seems to care about you.” I giggled as I read over the items.

“Yeah, she cares more than my parents do.” He mumbled under his breath but I still caught what he said.

Finn’s aunt came back and placed our orders to the chef. She joined us, sliding in the booth she sat by Finn, after delivering us our food. “Okay, what’s the catch? Did you lose a bet?” She asked me, plucking a fry from Finn’s plate. Finn glared, snatching his plate away from her.

“What?” I laughed.

“You seem like a smart girl, great grades, not dressed like a river rat.”

“Well, Finn thought it’d be fun to ditch-”

“To ditch school lunch and come here.” Finn cut in. I arched my eyebrow towards him.

“Lunch huh?” His aunt wasn’t buying it. “Don’t lie.” She looked over at Finn.

Finn huffed. “We ditched class to go to the arcade.” Finn grumbled, looking away.

His aunt groaned. “Damn it Finn, I know your parents don’t care but I care.” She said sternly. I gulped, this seemed like a personal matter to where I shouldn’t witness. “You need to get your grades up and graduate. Graduation is a couple of months away.”

“Don’t remind me.” He snapped, obviously having troubles in school.

“I can help him.” I spoke out.

The two looked at me. Finn glaring while his aunt looked surprised. “You’re willing to help my punk of a nephew?” She asked.

I nodded, grabbing a fry. “I mean, I’ve known Finn since we were kids and we're friends.” I smiled at him. I swore I heard him growl at the word ‘friends’.

“Thank you, his grades aren’t the best.” She confessed

“We should go.” Finn got out of the booth, grabbing his leather jacket.

His aunt frowned, watching Finn pay for the meal. She handed his money back. “Don’t worry hun, it’s on the house.” His aunt kissed his cheeks.

Walking out of the burger joint, we both went to his car. “You can take me home. I have no other classes for the day.” I said, buckling up.

Finn didn’t say anything as I guided him to my house. Parking out in front of it soon enough, I smiled at him. “Thanks for the day.”

“It was a mistake, I should have never brought you.” He snarled.

I frowned at his mood change. “I thought we had fun?”

“You think you’re so perfect and you think you can make me perfect?” Finn snapped. “Why’d you tell my aunt you’d help me?”

“Because you need help, Finn. I want to see you graduate. I didn’t know you were behind. I mean it Finn, I want to help you.” I smiled weakly.

Finn sighed. “Fine, I’ll let you help me.” He grumbled, gripping on the steering wheel in defeat.

“Good!” I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down my number and handed it to him. “Text me tonight and we’ll make plans on when I can tutor you.” I opened the door and got out of his car. “See ya then.” I waved at the boy with dark hair.

I smiled widely as I walked into my house. I had a great day with my crush, I got to know a little more about him and I met one of his family members. My heart flutters, hoping to get closer to him during homework sessions.

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snarkwriteswrasslin · 3 years

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Can I have Finn's other persona, the Prince, headcanons, please? 👉🏻👈🏻

I feel like I need to warn here. Prince isn’t really... the hearts and flowers guy. So, I apologize in advance. I touched on a lot of these in the other post I did for him, but honestly, there was a little more I could’ve done, so yes, yes, gladly. I’ll do this. I love this particular character, btw. Even though he’s a raging damn asshole for the most part. Or maybe that’s why I love it? Idk.. anyway, thank you for sending me these and I’m so so so sorry it took a thousand years to get them posted.

Warnings:

uhh.. Kids under 18, go the entire fuck outside, please, I beg of you. I’m saying this out of love/respect for you guys.... Because I like to try and do these as honestly and true to canon/character in kayfabe as I can and yeah... Prince can be ... one hell of a guy. I don’t really know how out of pocket this is liable to get, tbh. I’ll trigger/squick tag everything I think might be bothersome before I post this.

wax play, body fluids, aggressive sex, biting, public sex, rope play, hot and cold play, sensory deprivation, knife play are all the tw’s i have for you all, tbh.

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Okay, first of all.. If I haven’t emphasized this enough already in my previous Prinxe post, what you need to decide before getting involved in any way, shape or form... Is how far are you really willing to go. Because the sex is bomb as fuck a++++++ and all the gold stars, but... Prinxe is a bit of, no.. He can be a huge asshole. He wouldn’t be him if he weren’t. And he’s very entitled. Prideful. So if you two were to argue, and you sit around waiting on him to apologize? Keep waiting. Because that’s all that’s gonna happen. If you can deal with all this shit then cool. Go for it, do you and be happy.

IDK if I touched on this in the other post but.. The man is a masochist. He absolutely gets off on pain. The harder you can tug his hair, the harder you can choke him, the harder you bite down on those very kissable lips... The more he’s going to get off.

-- On this note.. Do not, by any stretch, expect him to go easy on you or treat you like a piece of fine china, because what you do to him will be done back to you. If you’re not into inflicting or receiving pain, it’s best to stay far away from the guy.

The more dangerous something sounds, the more he gravitates towards it. This is not always a good thing, either. It’s really not.

I mentioned before that he has a humiliation kink. And he won’t stop until you’re honest to god on the verge of tears. To begin with, the man has himself a razor tongue and cold iron wit... adding the fact that he gets off on using words to hurt/embarass others? Yikes.

I mentioned shibari in the last one. His favorite thing to do while he’s got you all tied up and straining against the ropes -he’ll demand you squirm and move for him btw, because the biggest part of being into shibari/the act of rope play for him is the fact that you’re right there and you can’t get away until he lets you, .. Anyway, where was I? He really likes to take this knife with a delicate thin and cold blade... And trail it over your body. Cutting away your clothes, because let’s face it, you’re not going to have a stitch to wear when you’re with him. You’re going to be naked and ready to go at any time. So.. Knifeplay is another kink I can kinda see Prinxe having. No, he wouldn’t intentionally hurt you on purpose. But really, you need to ask yourself if you trust the guy enough to be anywhere near you with a knife. Or ropes. Or hot wax..

Very into hot cold play. Loves to drip hot candle wax on your naked body.

Doesn’t bother to hide the screen when you two are having a hot and heavy and filthy cam session while he’s on the road. So.. if you’re not into god knows who seeing you in various states of undress and near feral horniness, then it won’t bother you. But if you believe that private things need to stay private, you’re not going to like this about the guy at all.

Loves to grab hold of your jaw when you’re about to swallow his load and smirk in satisfaction. Nothing gets him off more than when he watches his sexual partner swallow and taste him.

-- Has made you taste yourself for him. The way you whimpered and moaned and groaned had him coming in seconds if I’m being honest.

-- The more vocal you are when giving him a blow job or when he’s pounding you, the harder it’s going to be to keep him from utterly wrecking you or controlling his own orgasm because there’s something about your little noises that make him dangerously close to getting off every time you make them. And bet your ass, he does literally everything he can to keep you noisy, no matter the situation. Even if it’s a public setting. He doesn’t care.

Anybody whose with him needs to have a very broad and open mind, because Prinxe here is constantly evolving in kinks and things he wants to try out on you. And he’s not the kind of guy who wants to have you talked into whatever it is he wants to do wit hyou either. Nothing would make him lose interest faster if we’re being honest. He’s pretty much just ghosted people for far less. So if your mind is closed, probably best to steer clear.

Prinxe is into men and women. If he finds you desirable, he’s going to pursue you. In his own way, of course. Just... Whether you’re a man or a woman, please remember.. This guy is very good at pouring on the charm and seeming like a legit perfect guy. Know that he has many, many faults. Some worse than others. Know what you’re in for and know your limitations. Be firm with him.

-- On that note... a lesser known thing about our boy here... he is totally into his partner being dominant af too. He absolutely loves the power struggle. He tends to win most of the time, but whew.. is it ever one hell of a time during the whole chase / power struggle.

The man has a huge spanking kink. Getting and giving. Only rarely does the getting part of it get indulged though because Prinxe is not the type to easily hand over the dominant role in bed because that means he’s at your mercy and nope.. That is not him. He cannot stand relinquishing control. At all.

-- This goes without saying, it has happened. But it’s very very rare. So don’t expect it. And if you do, either go elsewhere or lower your expectations.

The man does NOT like condoms. At all. That said, this is one of few things he will concede on. If you want him to wear one, he will. He’s also a stickler for safewords. He’s not the best at aftercare, but.. On occasion, he does attempt it. Only if he’s reasonably serious about someone. And that’s not often either because to be honest, in his mind, it’s Prinxe Devitt’s show and we’re all just living in it.

Lowkey, he’d love it if he met just one person who could meet his difficult nature, have a glowing and shiny spine to stand against it and just dominante the fuck out of him. He’d die before admitting it, but he’d love just one time to have someone turn the tables on him.

-- if you were to do that, he’d be a begging and whimpering, overstimulated mess in your mercy.

-- It’s not quite clear how one would go about doing that though, so good luck figuring it out.

Very into sensory deprivation. Loves to edge you until you’re crying and begging and squirming at his every touch. But very into sensory deprivation. Total sensory deprivation. He’ll blindfold you, gag you, tie you up and tease you until you’re at your brink.

-- secretly wants to have it done to him because holy shit, he’d love that. he’d never admit it, as I said, but yeah.

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daddyhausen · 3 years

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• day eighteen — collaring — demon balor •

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{ warnings } — smut, 18+, { minors do not interact } fem!reader, reader, finn balor x fem!reader, demon!balor x fem!reader, collaring, submissive/dominant dynamic, daddy kink, facefucking, deepthroating, oral sex { m receiving } , female masturbation, rough sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, squirting, creampie

{ word count } — 1k

{ genre } — smut

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you could barely breath as he fastened the collar around your throat, the design simple, black leather with a circular hook at the front, easy for him to clip a chain on if he so desired. as degrading as it may seem, you enjoyed it, following his command, being led around the confines of your bedroom literally by collar and chain. it was intimate.

“now pet…” he lulled, tugging lightly at the collar as he was able to sneak two fingers under the leather, dragging you close to him. your eyes fixated with his gaze, as if he were a beast ready to devour you, he’d want the last thing you’d see to be his haunting stare

“behave…” his words were short yet effective, you could only nod in response, throat dry with no words to spill as you gulped thickly. he stood you up on your knees, fingers still tightly clasping the collar, leaving you gasping for air, choking slightly. he pressed a rough kiss to your lips, almost a taunt as he had stated previously that you were not allowed to touch him.

he released his grasp for the moment, not before taking the time to openly stare at your naked frame, your breasts in particular, the way the bounced lightly with every heave of your breath. he licked his lips hungrily, he kept you on your knees, leaning down slightly as his tongue grazed against your nipple, his spit glossing the perky bud, the sensation making you shudder.

“what do you want me to do? tell daddy where you want to be touched” his voice dark in your ear, his breath tingling against your skin, you tried to speak but only a soft whimper left your lips. “use your worlds, pet”

“i want to please you, sir” you whined. “your pleasure is the only thing that matters to me”

he smirked, standing back to admire you. he said nothing, only slowly beginning to unbuckle his belt, tossing it to the side, all while keeping his eyes fixated on you, with each pop of a button his size became more and more exposed until it was free. he stared down at you, slowly beginning to stroke his length, he palm running over every vein, precum coating his now glossy tip, the slight making you lick your lips with want.

“then be a good girl and come suck my cock” you crawled over to the edge of the bed, once again returning to your knees as you waited for him, you cunt getting more and more soaked with each passing second. he stood before you, one hand gliding his thick cock towards your lips, the other, once again looping into the collar, pulling you coward. he slipped his cock into the warmth of your mouth, sighing heavily with relief as you began to take him down your throat. he was not slow, he would not stop to catch your breath until you gagged, until he filled your throat with his hot seed.

“just like that, pet. you’re such a good little cockslut” he growled, continuing to tug at the collar, your mouth full of his size, your jaw feeling as if it were unhinged, you knew it would be sore tomorrow but you did not care. your fingers were so eager to please him, only knowing that if you were to touch him your punishment would be severe.

he would not mind if you were to touch yourself, in fact it would get him off quicker, he always loved the sight of your fingers spreading your soaked folds, pumping your sweet pussy when his cock was unavailable. you let your fingers slip between your thighs, your pussy already dripping with excitement. a moan left your lips as you sunk two fingers into your void, the sound reverberated around his size, making him groan with pleasure.

“fuck yes…” he hummed, bucking his hips roughly against your lips, his size slipping down your throat with ease, your eyes teary as you stared up at him, your vision of him glassy. his cock felt so good, the way it ruined your throat was beyond compare, as too did the feeling of your fingers deep within your cunt. he released into your mouth without warning, leaving you choking and sputtering around his size, his cum dripping from your lips as he pulled out of your mouth.

“playing with your pathetic cunt, i see?” he noted breathlessly, eyes the way your fingers continued to pump your tight pussy even after he had addressed you, simply awaiting your own orgasm. he loved the sight, it made his cock twitch with want. “get on all fours pet, daddy has a reward for you”

as you positioned yourself you noticed the weight of the bed shift, he had gotten up, reaching into the bedside draw, grabbing a silver chain from inside. he clasped it to the collar, tugging it once more. he took his position behind you, teasing your soaked folds with his tip before slamming into you with such lovely, wanted force. he kept a tight grip on the chain, each movement left you breathless as he slammed into you, it was definitely a reward you craved! your breathing so lustfully restricted, the act only bringing you closer and closer to orgasm.

“how does that feel, pet? do i make your pathetic cunt feel good?” he lulled, each thrust was pure heaven, even for him, the way his cock slipped in and out of your soaked pussy with ease, the way you clenched around him, your cunt desperate for his size to fill you up.

“it feels so good daddy!” you whined loudly, not caring if you were to wake up the neighbors, they’d be used to it by now. “can i cum daddy? please i need to cum so bad!

“yes pet, be a good girl and cum all over my cock” you pushed back against him, allowing your warmth to be filled by his size. your pussy pulsed around his size, your orgasm flooding your veins and soaking his cock. he continued to slam into you, the sound was visceral, wet skin against skin as he shot his hot seed deep into your dripping cunt. he gave a final tug of the collar, remaining inside of you as he leaned over, undoing the collar from your neck.

“such a good pet you are for me baby”

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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So. If you feel like it, I’m in the mood for some brat taming prince Devitt headcannons. You know why.

Yes, I know why, bitch....😈👀😂

@theworldofotps , @aerynscrichton , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @writtingrose , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @sunnyyeoo

Whenever you start to act all bratty

You go from his “sweet princess”

To “dumb little slut”

Every time you talk back

You get slapped on your face

Or his cock shoved down your throat

“This is so you learn to not use that pretty little mouth to talk shit” He smirked

Since his hands are pretty rough and calloused

He doesn’t even need a whip, cane or flogger to punish you

He’ll simply slap your ass and thighs with his hands

HARD

Because he knows the impact is so strong that it will hurt more than any toy

Plus he loves the feeling of your flesh against his hand

And the handprint marks ✋🤚

When he’s brat taming

He👏is👏merciless👏

And his dirty talk becomes so rough

“I’m gonna fuck you dumb with my cock until all you can say is ‘yes, sir’ “

“Is it too big for you?” He cackled when you whined “Good thing that’s your fucking problem, not mine”

“That’s right, my dumb slut. Take my cock and shut the fuck up” He growled

“You look so much better after I destroy your throat, I mean, your makeup running down your face, drool all over your chin...such a beautiful mess. All thanks to this of course” He smiled widely as he slapped your cheek with his hard cock

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letsgivethisonemoreshot · 3 years

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Thing For You

Word Count: 1,840

Warnings: Mentions of sexual situations, rape, bdsm aspects

Summary: While at a friend's party, Valerie runs into the one person she hopes she would never have to see again.

Author's Note: I have always loved this song, since I first heard it. One day while listening, my brain decided to turn it from a romantic loving song, to a sadistic scary song. Hope you enjoy this take on Hinder's Thing For You.

Valerie walked into the banquet hall in her dark green dress and was in awe of her surroundings. Her friend Michelle had just gotten engaged, and her parents being wealthy and high society wanted to throw her an engagement party. But this engagement party had well over one hundred guests, all dressed in cocktail attire. Servers were walking around with appetizers and champagne. There was a DJ and it was decorated beautifully. She couldn't even imagine what the wedding itself would look like.

She walked through the sea of people until she found some that she recognized. They were standing off to the side of the dance floor, drink in hand talking. She joined in their conversation, talking and laughing. She was also scanning the room looking for Michelle. While searching, she found another group of friends that she knew, and among them was a man that she was hoping she wouldn't see tonight. She was hoping that maybe he hadn't seen her, but before she could look away his crystal blue eyes locked onto hers. He had left the group he was talking to and walked over to the one where Valerie was and greeted everyone with a charming smile.

Valerie hadn't really known him. The only time she had really ever seen him was at group outings. He was a very attractive man. He was in great shape. His dark hair and facial hair was a contrast to his light eyes. And having only been in the United States for a few years he had a very thick Irish accent. She was surprised when he asked her during a party if she would like to go to dinner with him one night. It gave her the feeling of having butterflies in her stomach. But now when she saw him her stomach turned for other reasons.

Valerie excused herself to go and find Michelle while everyone else continued on with their conversations. As she was weaving around the people on the dance floor she felt someone grab her upper arm causing her to turn around, bringing her face to face with the one person she didn't want to see.

"Hey Val." He greeted.

"Oh, hey Finn." Valerie got out.

"I was hoping I'd see you here." He said with a smile.

"I didn't think you'd be here. I didn't know you were still close with Michelle."

Finn shrugged. "Eh, I'm not really. But I hang out with Trevor and the guys a lot. So here I am."

"Well you have a good time tonight with them. I'm going to go try and find Michelle." Valerie said trying to end the conversation.

He still had his hand wrapped around her arm. When she tried to take a step back, his grip tightened to stop her.

"She's outside schmoozing her future in-laws." Finn told her. "Not really the kind of thing you'd want to interrupt. So what do you say in the meantime you share a dance with me? It's been a while."

"I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate that very much." Valerie answered quickly.

"Oh? Where is he?" Finn asked. He had noticed that she had arrived by herself, and no other man had come and joined her since she had been there.

"He had to work." She answered trying not to stutter.

"Shame. I would have loved to meet him. But since he's not here we can share one dance. What he won't know won't hurt him." Finn stated with a smile.

"Yeah, but it might hurt me." Valerie mumbled under her breath without thinking.

He yanked on her arm pulling her in closer to him and snaked his arm around her waist. His smile seemingly switched from nice and charming to devilish in a matter of seconds. "Oh, I'm counting on it."

A slow song began to play over the speakers. He released her arm and wrapped his arm around her back along with the other one and slowly started to sway to the music. The sounded sweet and romantic on the surface, but if you really listened to the words, that was not the case.

"Kind of a strange song to play at an engagement party." Valerie pointed out recognizing the song. Also trying to make normal conversation hoping these few minutes would pass quickly. Unfortunately for her, his answer just made her more uneasy.

"I requested it."

Well now that it's morning

Where do you want to go from here

Well now that we're sober

Are your thoughts of me more clear

Oh yeah

Now that your head is right

Did you dig last night

It keeps playing in my mind

Cuz girl I got a thing for you

And I think it's kind of crazy

Cuz I know that you have someone true

Wondering where you were last night

For now we'll say goodbye

But don't think we're through

I got a thing for you

The lyrics sent a shiver down her spine. They were bringing her back to the night she went out with Finn. They had gone out to dinner. They were talking and getting along really well through the night. At the time, she wasn't sure what happened, she had only had one glass of wine during dinner but the next thing she knew she was in Finn's bedroom. She didn't remember agreeing to go back to his place or how she even got there. She had no intention of sleeping with him that night. It was only their first date and they were just only getting to know each other. But he clearly had other plans.

She remembered coming out of her daze with him standing in the doorway watching her. She didn't think she would have to worry about leaving the table to use the restroom on their date, but she had been wrong. Whatever he had given her was just enough to make her loopy enough for him to get her home. From there he would wait. He didn't want her knocked out. He wanted her to feel and experience everything. She quickly realized he wasn't going to let her leave. She begged and pleaded with him that she would do whatever he wanted as long as he didn't hurt her. But that wasn't in his plans either. He took pleasure in hurting people. The more they begged, the more they screamed, the rougher he got, and the more he enjoyed it.

She remembered back to that night, him giving her just enough slack in the restraints to fight back, but not enough to get away. She remembered how he'd laugh at her attempts to do so. She remembered trying so hard not to scream or react to anything knowing that's what he wanted, but he did whatever he could to make her.

Well now that you're home

Will he be the first thing that you see

I know you'll compare us

How does he match up next to me

Oh yeah

Now that your head is right

Did you dig last night

It keeps playing in my mind

Cuz girl I got a thing for you

And I think it's kind of crazy

Cuz I know that you have someone true

Wondering where you were last night

After that night, Valerie hadn't dated anyone in a while. She wasn't sure who she could trust anymore. When she finally did start dating her boyfriend, she would only meet up with him in public places, never let anything she would eat or drink out of her sight, and would never let him take her home. She had told him that she had been attacked, so he understood and worked with her. It took her a long time before she was comfortable enough to be intimate with him. She was worried about how she would react to being with someone again. Worried to have to show him the scars she had on her body.

So girl I got a thing for you

And I know that night was hazy

But I still remember waking up

And kissing your head one more time

For now we'll say goodbye

But don't think we're through

I got a thing for you

She remembered laying in his bed when he was done with her. She was untied, physically free, but she wasn't able to get away. She was in too much pain to move. She quietly sobbed, hugging herself, trying to will the strength to get up. He had crawled into the bed and laid down beside her. He draped his arm over her pulling her close against him and gently kissed the back of her head. The gentleness of him now after everything he had just done made her want to crawl out of her skin.

She should have forced herself to get up, to run away, to try and get help. But she just couldn't. Even if she fought through the pain, the truth was, as disgusted as she was by him, she was even more scared. She knew what he was capable of just because he wanted to, who knows what would have happened when he was angry. And she was sure with how he was around all of their friends that no one would believe her over him.

Finn holding her close to him, feeling her body pushed up against his, she felt trapped again. She didn't want to push him away and cause a scene. And she wasn't even sure she would be able to if she tried. She looked up at him, his eyes peering down onto her. The icy blue color matched the coldness of his heart. He moved his hands around slightly around her lower back. He brushed up against a spot by her side where she had a heart shaped scar, caressing it. She winced when he found it. He kept a small knife in his nightstand, to brand the ones he really liked. He would cut into them so deep that they would never be able to heal properly. Then they knew that they would always be his, and that at some point he would be back. Valerie knew that she couldn't have been the only one, she just didn't know how many there were. She often wondered if that is why he left Ireland or if why some of the people she knew had moved away.

As the song was coming to an end, she tried to gather whatever courage she could.

"Okay Finn, that was your dance. I really have to go try to find Michelle now." She said trying to sound strong.

His arms were still wrapped around her, hands placed on her back. He wasn't holding her there tightly, but he still wasn't letting her back away. Not until the song was over, not until he was ready.

"Thank you for the wonderful dance Val. And don't worry, I'll be seeing you again soon."

For now we'll say goodbye

But don't think we're through

I got a thing for you

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ringsidefics · 4 years

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Prologue | Alexa Bliss and Finn Balor

After the recent batch of NXT tapings had wrapped up Finn decided to wait backstage on his phone.

"If it isn't everyone's favorite space man.." Alexa said, walking up to Finn with a slight bounce in her step, as he looked up from his phone still typing before looking back at his phone and continued typing.

"Somebody tells me that uh, Cathy kinda dumped you.." Alexa replied with a look of slight worry on her face. Finn stopped typing, his face dropped and his head turned to look at Alexa. With a slight sound of panic in her voice, Alexa looked back at Finn. “What?!”

“Nothing” he replied and then paused “Why are you even here in NXT? Did you get called up years ago?” he asked, looking back at his phone and continued scrolling.

“Hunter was wondering if there’s anything for me back here now Asuka and Sane took away our womens tag titles but it doesn’t look like it.” She revealed as she looked back at her phone to check the time as a slight pause followed “Hold up” Alexa blurted out suddenly enough to startle Finn, “If all the tapings are finished for the next few weeks, why are you still here?”

Finn again stopped typing and sighed as he put his phone down beside him. “Cathy dumped me because she apparently found someone better but she won’t tell me who so I wanted to see if I could talk to her.”

Alexa’s eyes rolled as she walked in front of Finn looked directly into his eyes “Finn, I don’t want to hurt you, I really don’t but I have to be honest with you.” He looked down to meet her eyes, nervous at what Alexa was about to say, “Cathy left the building half an hour ago after commentary wrapped up and she didn’t leave alone” The pain in Finn’s eyes was obvious from the second the news dropped as he nervously looked around thinking of what to do or say next.

He rubbed his bottom lip and looked back at Alexa, “Who was it?” he asked seemingly annoyed “I can’t tell you.” Alexa mumbled as she looked at the floor. “Who was it, Alexa?” Finn asked again with even more anger in his voice. “I..I can’t tell you” she mumbled slightly shaking. “Alexa,” Finn said suddenly with calm in his voice which led Alexa to look back up into his eyes, “You’ve been like a little sister to me since we both debuted in NXT. Please don’t ruin that by hiding things from me, please tell me who she left with”

“Velveteen,” she said quickly looking away realizing she had just got her friend into trouble as she nervously played with her nail

“Velveteen, huh” Finn chuckled to himself as he looked around in disbelief, “I’m gonna grab a shower and get out of here, I need some time to myself” throwing himself around Alexa, hugging her before kissing her on her forehead “Thank you for telling me, I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry” as he slowly let go and headed towards his changing room.

“Finn” she pleaded, “Please, I know what you’re going through, as soon as Buddy got called up and got over he broke up with me, if you ever need someone I’m here”

“Thank you” replied Finn before he turned around and entered his locker room, closing the door behind him..

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mascaracoffee · 5 years

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The First ~Finn Balor Smut~

Smut

Finn Balor X unnamed OFC

Word Count: 1684

Oh God.. oh God, oh God, oh God!

Those were the only two words my fogged mind could muster as his lips suckled along my flesh, leaving wet trails in the wake of his plump mouth, his strong hands holding my hips still as he ground his crotch into my core, an impressive bulge pressing into my belly from the front of his dark wash jeans. Air escaped my lips in choking gasps as my body shook with excitement, my skin on fire, tingling with apprehension and desire.

“Ya’ve gone quiet on me, luv.” His heavily accented voice bounced off my skin “Are ya not ‘njoying yaself?”

Speaking seemed too advanced a task for my mental state at the moment, too challenging when his lips were assaulting my skin, there wasn’t even room for air between us as suddenly the Irishman’s arm slipped beneath my knees and hoisted me upward, a smirk pulling on his lips at my surprised squeak.

“I can tell ya enjoying ya’self. Ya body is so sensitive, so responsive.”

My chest heaved, trying to regain a sense of control over my erratic heart rate and breathing. I clenched my thighs subconsciously as his voice growled down at me. Finn’s icy blue eyes searched my face; perhaps looking for a sign of fear or rejection, when he saw none he craned his neck lowering his head closer to mine nudging my nose slightly with his before I met him the rest of the way. Our lips moved together, Finn capturing my bottom lip between his teeth teasingly.

Finn gently lowered me on the bed, resting my head amongst a soft pillow. My eyes fluttered open, taking in the scene before as the Irishman stepped back, the tip of his pink tongue slipping between his pink lips to run along his lip. He shouldered out of his leather jacket, throwing it over a chair to his right before pawing his t-shirt off, it being tossed across his jacket. As he slipped off his Vanns, I took the opportunity to scan his body. Mass expanses of taut muscle ripped beneath ivory skin, veins bulging along his arms.

Leaving his jeans in place, Finn gently straddled my frame, being sure to collect his weight on his knees, bracing himself on his forearm beside my head; his free hand gently cupped my cheek his thumb swiping affectionately along my cheek as he brought out lips together once more. A little more accustomed to the fire coursing through my body, I managed to react, gliding my hand over his shoulder into his hair as the other admired the marble muscle of his abdomen.

A deep, primal growl vibrated through Finn’s chest as I gently pulled at his chocolate strands. A twinge of pride blossomed in my chest that I had produced that reaction from him. The thought alone sent a burning blush across my cheeks, he was here with me, and he was touching me, kissing me!

“Are you sure ya want this with me darling?” the question was husky in my ear as he pushed my hair away exposing my neck. I knew what his question referred to. In my 25 years of life, I had yet to find any man to hold my interest long enough to even consider the possibility of sex, until I met Finn. Despite our age difference, Finn and I connected began dating. For the first time, I felt comfortable sharing my secret with a man. He was shocked at first, but then a sense of pride overcame him when I explained that I would like him to be my first, Finn seemed almost honored.

“I’m sure” I gasped as he sucked along my collarbone my hand flying to hold his head to hold it in place to continue the sweet sensation “God, I love you, Finn.”

Finn gently rolled off of me, offering a sweet smile. “I love you darlin’. So much.” He gently kissed along my neck “I’m gonna take my time wit ya, make ya as happy as you make me.”

He covered my smile with another kiss, one hand gently working its way down to my jeans. As Finn unsnapped the button, my body seemed to freeze anxiously. Finn noticed and softly used his fingertips to stroke the skin of my stomach softly. As my body began to relax my mind became worried.

‘What if I didn’t react the way I should? The way Finn expected? I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. What if it didn’t feel good or what if I didn’t feel anything?! What if I had to fake an orgasm? How do you fake an orgasm? Maybe I should stop him. Yes, I should stop him and tell him I don’t feel well. Tell him we can pick back up tomorrow, that should give me enough to do some research maybe watch some porn and-’

“Holy fuck!”

The loud cry startled both me and Finn as my body arched off the bed, toes curling as my fingers gripped on the bedsheets beneath me. My body was buzzing almost as if I had touched an electric fence but instead of a shock of pain, my body was pulsating with pleasurable needle pricks. Finn’s fingers stilled at my clit, as his other hand covered my mouth.

“Shh” Finn chuckled as he observed my body’s reaction; my clenched thighs, stiff frame, goose-bumped flesh. “Feel good?”

I could only nod; Finn chuckled pressing his lips to my forehead before he began to work his fingers. We both cursed simultaneously as he slipped a finger inside, his thumb swiping across my clit causing my breath to catch in my throat.

“So tight.” He groaned out, reaching for the neck of my shirt he tugged it down pulling my breast from my bra. I mewled in pleasure as he pumped and swirled the digit inside while sucking feverishly on my nipple. Finn set a steady pace and soon I relaxed into the pleasurable feeling, falling back into the pillow a moaning mess. I felt Finn release my nipple with a pop, through hooded eyes I could see him smirking up at me. Pressing our lips together I moaned as his tongue swiped between my lips, exploring. Finn swallowed down the screech that left my mouth as he unexpectedly introduced a second finger into my opening, my wetness helping coax the new member snugly into the hold.

I inhaled sharply through my nose at the searing stretch, as Finn peppered kisses along my neck.

“So good darlin’” he whispered “Such a good girl taking Daddy’s fingers .”

“Fuck” I whispered feeling a swirl of arousal and a flush of heat encase my body at his words.

“Oh God” I moaned arching my back as Finn quickened his pace. His thumb was rubbing deliberate circles across my clit, alternating between harsh and whisper light swirls as his palm ground into the sensitive bud upon entry. My feet planted on the bed, raising my hips to meet the thrusts of his fingers desperate for more. A knot was forming in my lower abdomen pulling tighter and tighter, teetering on the edge of agonizing teasing and eye-rolling bliss.

“Good girl” he whispered huskily combing my hair back. “Breath baby, deep breaths.”

It was then I noticed my breathing was choppy and uneven. I closed my eyes and nodded, I inhaled deeply and released the breath feeling my body slightly relax with adequate oxygen flowing through my veins seemed to heighten the pleasure.

“Oh, Finn” I whined, “I can-I feel..”

“I know it, sweetheart, I know” he hummed pressing a kiss to the base of my throat, gently nibbling at the skin. “Just let go.”

The knot snapped, had been pulled to tight to withstand any more strain. With the snap of the knot, I cried out my body shivering and shaking from the explosion. Every sense was increased tenfold as my body withered in Finn’s arms.

“Wow”

I heaved, my chest erratically heaving with each breath I took as I swallowed hard to keep my heart from bursting from my throat, my legs still shivering.

“Enjoy yaself did ya?” Finn chuckled pressing a kiss into my hair.

I nodded. Turning on my side to face him, I captured his lips with mine in a gentle kiss, our lips maneuvering together sensually. My fingertips gently traced down his abdomen reaching for his waistband.

“Woah darlin’. Easy.” Finn stopped me, gently grabbing ahold of my wrists.

“I thought..”

“Love” Finn chuckled “You were chocking da hell out of two fingers.” He held up said two fingers, in Bullet Club like fashion before slipping them between his lips, a whimper falling from my lips at the sight. “We’ll ease into it,” he suggested sitting up straighter and feather softly, kissing my shoulder “See what your body likes and doesn’t. Explore our options. We’ll get there.”

“But what about you?” I nodded toward his bulge straining against his jeans.

He shrugged nonchalantly “not the first time. I’ll handle it.”

I smiled at his words watching as he excused himself to the bathroom. I relaxed into the pillows, feeling my eyes droop and limbs become heavy.

“Here luv, let me” Finn gently helped me rid the remainder of my clothes, pulling one of his shirts down in their place. As I laid back Finn gently spread my legs, placing one on his lap, the other behind him, bringing a warm washcloth to my core. I shuttered as the feeling my body still sensitive, he smirked at the reaction. Once cleaned up, Finn discarded the cloth, took a quick shower and turned off the lights. I curled into his warmth nuzzling my head into the crook of his neck.

“Thank you Finn” I whispered, “most guys I know wouldn’t have been as patient or considerate.”

“My pleasure luv.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead before tilting my chin to reach my lips.

I smiled into the kiss, playing his earlier words over in my mind.

God, I can’t wait till our next lesson.

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vamp-doll-diva · 1 year

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A New Chance - A WWE High School!AU fanfiction

Title: A New Chance

Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva

Characters/Pairings: Finn Balor (Devitt)/OC, Seth Rollins/Becky Lynch, Damien Priest, Rhea Ripley, Dominick Mysterio...more to come.

Rating: M

Category: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

When Alexandra moves to a new town and a new school for a new chance at life, she never thought she'd be so bothered by one guy. He's a total ass to her in class, always one upping her, in reality, likes Alexandra. He's taking a school boy's approach at it, but he truly cares. On a fateful day Finn and his friends wonder upon Alexandra in the dance studio,he decides to confess.

Chapter 1 @ fanfiction.net

A/N: Note my face claim is younger than Finn in the pic, just picture them both being younger. This actress has become a muse of some sort to me. I just had to use her for one of my stories eventually and this one presented itself. Finn doesn’t have any teen pics that are good so yea just picture it! Reviews/likes are always welcome. Please let me know if you like! Follows, anything. Just some feedback, positive feedback only please!

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queen-balor · 6 years

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lexienicoleambrollins · 6 years

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Save Me From Myself *Finn Balor Love Story* |Chapter 1|

A/n: To whom it may concern I just thought that everyone should know two things. One Finn will not be in this first chapter, but I promise he’ll be in the next one and number two all thoughts will be in italics.

Warnings: None just a few swears

Word Count: 2136

Here is the first two parts if you need to catch up

Preface

Alexandra

"Today is going to be a weird day", I thought to myself as I limped down the last two stairs of my house. I had just gotten dressed about thirty minutes ago and was now just coming downstairs because I had to wrap up my ankle. I had fractured it a few weeks ago while practicing for one of my shows and ended up falling off of the makeshift stage. The good thing is that nobody such as fans or paparazzi saw it happen so that meant that you wouldn't have to worry about it being all over the internet, but the bad thing is that it still happened and it hurt like hell. Once I got down the stairs I was greeted by my dog Winter and her smiling face.

Winter is a black and white Siberian husky with white eyes and she's like my keeper whenever I'm not well. "Hey, girl how are you", I said petting her on the head. Her smile grew even bigger and she wagged her tail. I limped past her and sorta threw myself onto my sectional couch in the living room and turned on the TV. I looked down at my phone to check the time and also see if I had any missed calls.

You see the thing is I was supposed to be taking a tour of the WWE Performance Center today with my cousin Sabrina

and her boyfriend Colby (aka Seth Rollins)

{A/N: To those who read my Seth Rollins story His Queenslayer this isn't a spoiler. They aren't dating, but they're so close that it fools everyone. To those who haven't read it but are fans of Seth please feel free to, but that's only if you want to} and I was super excited. We would be getting to see some of the newer stars or I guess you could say the stars of tomorrow and also Rae (Sabrina's nickname) was gonna show me where I could rehab my ankle. I'm not sure how I was gonna feel about that because I didn't want to seem like a damsel in distress whenever I did something that was going to make me feel uncomfortable for a bit. Not only that, but we were going to go to a promo class and honestly I felt slightly offended. Was she trying to say that I couldn't talk, or was she just doing it just to do it?

I had already done this stuff years ago in OVW {A/N: Ohio Valley Wrestling which used to be a territory for WWE} and I'm pretty sure that if I wasn't good at it that I wouldn't have been a multiple time champion. I worked my ass off to earn everything I'd ever done with no silver spoon from my uncle. My parents raised me to be one tough SOB mostly my mom though because she never wanted people to think "Oh she's Vince's niece that's why she gets title shots". So hopefully this promo class was just one of Sabrina's spontaneous acts... or I was gonna cause a scene. In all honesty, I wanted to slap her, but that was just Sabrina.

She loved to be spontaneous and just randomly throw things at you (not literally...unless you were Enzo Amore. Man, she strongly disliked Enzo and I didn't even know who the hell he was. All I knew is that she couldn't stand the boy. According to Colby, I'd understand when I finally met him). If you wanted a surprise party call, Sabrina, you get set up on a blind date with someone you like, but are too afraid to ask out more than likely Sabrina had something to do with it, you wanted to do something at the last minute Sabrina was your girl to do it with you, and if you want to be volunteered into something that you have no say so in really...look no further than Sabrina.

I, on the other hand, was the total opposite of that. I was the introvert who knew how to hide it behind a don't look at me, don't speak to me, don't even breathe near me attitude. So basically I was a badass who wasn't that bad once you broke down her walls. Honestly, I wasn't always a big fan of Sabrina doing this kind of thing. So when Colby who is and isn't my best friend told me that Sabrina randomly signed us up to take a promo class I was beyond pissed.

Of course to my dismay, I had to be the "professional one" which meant that I put on my fakest smile and acted so happy about being told the news. Unfortunately, on the inside, I felt like wanting to strangle her. As a matter of fact, I pictured her being a Barbie doll and just popping her head off. You wanna know why I pictured her as a Barbie? It's simple everyone knows that when Barbie's head goes bye, bye there's usually no way to fix it.

There were so many questions were swirling around in my mind and I didn't know how to take it. Not to mention she wanted me to meet someone there and I wasn't sure why. It's not that I didn't like meeting new people (I mean I didn't really because I was super shy which is hard to believe, but it's just part of life)...it's just that I didn't like being put into awkward situations which I felt she was going to do. It was weird just thinking about the whole thing because for someone who was dating Colby... (I think) she sure did sing this guy's praises. I could cringe just thinking about the things she would say about the guy.

He's a prince, he's hot, he's got pretty eyes, he's not that much taller than you, did I mention he's gorgeous. The list could go on for literally hours and honestly if I didn't have a clue I'd say she was trying to sale the guy or something. Like seriously let me be the judge for myself and why did it feel like she was trying to set me up on a date. I hated that kind of thing and she knew it. It just seemed like she was going to make me hate the dude before I ever met him and of course, Colby was never any help he'd join in on the fun.

I had a feeling that I was going to punch one or both of them during the car ride and I didn't know why. I was mindlessly running through channels when all of a sudden I heard my cat Prince hiss and growl which meant that someone was there that he didn't like or didn't feel safe around. Prince was always like a protector to me and he usually liked everyone, but sometimes he'd hiss at people that would walk by or on his property {A/n: This technically has nothing to do with the story, but my cat actually does that to males who walk by our house that he doesn't know and it's hilarious}. It was kind of funny and sad at the same time because he scared the mailman once and for some reason didn't like Colby. According to Colby, I made Prince hate him which is an obvious lie because if that was true my dogs would've been after him as well and they seemed to adore him.

My Rough Collie Adonis especially adored him...he adored Colby so much that he got excited on him once or twice. I heard car doors open and shut and voices as well which caused me to mute the television that was currently on an episode of SpongeBob. "I'm not going all the way up there her cat is already making noises at me", one of the voices said. The voice sounded like Colby and if it was he was right Prince was making noises at him. "How would you know that he's making noises at you?

The window is shut so for all you know Prince could be saying hello", the other voice said. The second voice sounded like Sabrina, but I didn't feel like getting up to answer the door plus she had said that she was going to call when she had got here which she didn't. "Sabrina I know he's not making friendly noises. I can't prove it because I can't hear him, but I can just see the hatred in his eyes. He hates me and she made him do it", the first voice said.

Hearing the first voice talk again confirmed that it was Sabrina and Colby which would explain why Prince was currently hissing even more. I'm not sure what Colby ever did him, but there was a strong dislike there and it was kind of funny. I groaned and started to pull myself up from my laying position on the couch and saw both Adonis and Winter standing up to wait for me. I adored those two hell I loved all of my animals just the same because of their amazing personalities. I grabbed my crutches and started to limp over to the door when I heard the doorbell ring.

"Sabrina I swear if I get bit because of you I'm not talking to you for a week", Colby said. "Oh my God Seth get over yourself her cat isn't going to attack you. I mean sure I don't think he likes you very much, but he hasn't ever attacked you has he", Sabrina asked. Sabrina only ever called Colby Seth if they were around anyone in WWE or if she was getting annoyed by him and I'm assuming that he was annoying her. I rolled my eyes while listening to him complain about Prince because honestly, it was getting on my nerves.

Trust me, Colby, if Prince wanted you he would've got you by now. When I was close to the door they ringed the doorbell again. Really can't you give people who are on crutches a moment to get to the god damn door before you start bum rushing? "Shouldn't we have called her like you said we were going to? I mean what if she's still sleeping", Colby asked.

She better not still be asleep. I told her to be up bright and early and to look cute. I want to make sure that she looks perfect whenever she meets Ferg", Sabrina said. What the fuck is a Ferg? "Oh so now we're going by nicknames?

I see how it is Sabrina...now I'm not going to sit with you. I'm sitting in the backseat with my best friend Alexandra", Colby said. I looked at the door and then at the mirror that was near it. Did I really just sale myself out to be part of one of Sabrina's crazy schemes? Also what the hell are those two idiots talking about?

"Fine by me you can run to Alexandra all you want. Also, I'm pretty sure that she's not still sleeping because the blinds are up for Prince to look out. Oh and so you know I didn't feel like calling her have you ever thought of that", Sabrina asked. "Fine, then she's either upstairs or walking really slow. Or maybe just maybe she knows what you're up to and is running away which if she is I wouldn't blame her", Colby said.

Shut up Colby...is what I wanted to say when I finally reached the door, but then I thought about it and started to get suspicious. What is he talking about? What does Sabrina have planned for me? Should I run...is it too late to run and who is Ferg? Going by Colby's words it's a nickname for someone, but who...is he the guy that Sabrina wants me to meet?

Why is it so important? I started to get nervous and my palms felt sweaty. Colby and Sabrina were still fussing outside, but I tuned them out and tried to calm down. It's ok Lex everything is fine there's nothing to be afraid of. I was stilling trying to calm myself down when I heard an unlocking noise which must've meant that Sabrina was using the spare key that I had hidden under a fake rock. She didn't know that I was behind the door so when she opened it, it hit me upside the head and I fell backwards and hit the ground hard.

To Be Continued in chapter 2 where we'll also meet Finn

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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

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Part of Me

Prolog

The warm spring night was perfect for lovers. They had been together for a long time, even as his wrestling star rose she stayed by him and kept him grounded. His friends liked her, she was a great catch and he knew it. This night was to be special he was going to pull the trigger and finally ask her to marry him. They were walking along holding hands just enjoying the time that they had together. Neither of them expected this night to be the last they would spend together…ever.

Finn pulled her close and kissed her softly. “You know I love you, right?” Finn asked. “Of course I do baby, you know I love you too.” Amber said. He was taller than she was. He had short black hair, with it cut short on the sides and most of the length on the crown of his head. He has these Ocean blue eyes that you could and would fall into at a moment’s notice. The attitude he had in the ring was interesting to her. In NJPW he was known as Prince Devitt but to her he was Finn, her loving boyfriend. Prince and Finn were two completely different aspects of the same man. Prince was arrogant and cocky, Finn was sweet, goofy and caring. Now as his time in NJPW was coming to a close he had to come up with a new thing.

And a new life would go with it. “Have you thought about any ideas?” Amber asked. “A few a ghrá.” Finn said. “No more paint ok?” Amber whined. “So that’s a no for the paint from my girl.” Finn laughed. He knew she didn’t like it but he did. Ever since he had worn the paint there had been a small voice inside him that longed to come out more and more. He didn’t like the way the voice sounded in his mind so he didn’t listen to it most of the time. “I like the paint, right boys?” He asked. The new voice startled Finn from his own thoughts. Finn pulled her close to his chest holding her close protectively. “Just leave us alone.” Finn said. There were five of them and he knew it would take a miracle to get out of this.

‘I can help you.’ Bálor said in his head. This was the voice that he knew from the paint. ‘No.’ Finn said in his head. They grabbed them and yanked Amber from Finn’s arms. Finn started fighting them just like he would do in the ring. One of the guys came up behind him and hit him at the base of his skull. Finn went down to his knees and looked up at the ones that still had Amber. Amber slapped and kicked at them too and she was trying to get to Finn as hard as she could. “Finn!” Amber yelled as she saw him go down. They kicked and grabbed at Finn’s hair so that he could see her clearly. ‘I can help you save her.’ Bálor said. Finn shook his head and looked at Amber.

She had a busted lip and tears running down her cheeks. He knew they would do worse to her if he didn’t do something. ‘No.’ Finn said in his head. They began to tie her up and she ran for him. Finn stood up and gave one of them one hell of an upper cut that sent him to the ground. At seeing this the other four of them laughed, two of them grabbed Amber and the other two grabbed Finn. They forced Finn to his knees and yanked his head up by his hair. “Looks like I’m first.” He said. The one that Finn could only guess was the leader looked at amber and licked his lips. “You have great taste, Devitt.” Another said as he looked at Amber as well. Finn closed his eyes and licked his lips.

‘Call to me and be my vessel Finn and I will give you the power to save her.’ Bálor said. Time seemed to stand still as Finn looked up at the thing in front of him. “Will you leave after?” Finn asked. “This is a lifelong deal Finn, once you call to me and shake my hand you and I will be one.” Bálor said. “I can use your power whenever I want?” Finn asked. “Yes.” Bálor said an evil glint in his eyes and a sinister grin spreading across his lips. “Will she accept me?” Finn asked. “I don’t know, but will you risk it for a chance to save her?” Bálor asked. Finn stood up and gripped Bálor’s outstretched hand.

“Bálor.” Finn whispered softly. Time seemed to stand still as they shook hands and Finn felt his power flow into him. Finn threw the guys off him as he stood up. His head bowed as tendrils appeared on his head. Markings appeared on his chest and face. His arms in front of him as markings appeared on them too. His hands twisted into almost claws. As his head rose his eyes were pitch black instead of the vibrant blue they normally were. He snarled showing his bared fangs. He crouched down circling the ones that still had Amber. The two that had been holding Finn had picked up the guy that was still knocked out from Finn’s upper cut and ran. The two that were still holding Amber were shocked into stillness.

He jumped on one as the tendrils held the other one down on the ground. Amber who had long since shut her eyes not wanting to see what was going to happen now started to crawl away. Bálor made short work of the one that was screaming under his fists. The one that was still being held down started trying to get away when Bálor turned to him a sinister grin on his lips. “What to do with you?” Bálor mused. “I’ll leave and never tell anyone about this.” He pleaded. Bálor laughed and looked at Amber who was still crawling toward the stone wall eyes screwed shut. “I think I will leave you here and let my vessel take care of his love.” Bálor said as he stood over the guy. He crouched down and started to beat the guy mercilessly.

Amber turned around and stood slowly as her back hit the wall. She thought everything was over, that whatever had happened was just going to be a police report and a bad memory that would bring them closer. She opened her eyes and screamed as she saw Bálor over the guys beating him senseless. Bálor turned to her hearing her scream, his bat like wings flush against the backs of his arms and the tendrils that he had used to hold the man down lying flat against his back and chest. Amber shut her eyes again thinking that she was hallucinating and that it was because they had hit her in the head. She opened her eyes again and screamed again. Bálor instantly changed back into Finn when he heard her scream again.

“Amber, A ghrá, it’s me.” Finn soothed as he went to her. “WH…What are you?” Amber stumbled. She was still in shock and who wouldn’t be when you’ve just seen your boyfriend turn into something that wasn’t even remotely human in form or appearance. “At the moment I’m Finn.” Finn said. “At the moment.” Amber whispered. “I invoked Bálor to save you, it was the only way.” Finn said. He went to touch her and she flinched. “A ghrá, it’s only me now I swear.” Finn said. He was exhausted now as he tried to stay upright and in front of her. She licked her lips and collected her thoughts that were running away with her in her head. “Finn, tell me it was a one-time thing and that he’s gone.” Amber said.

“No, I can call on his power whenever I want to now.” Finn explained. “You sold your soul to a demon for power!” Amber screeched. He shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck. “I told you I did it to save you Amber, I had to I love you.” Finn said. She was horrified and disgusted with him as she looked at him now. He was reaching into his pocket when she started shaking her head. “I don’t believe you, how dare you blame this on me Finn you could have done it yourself but you were too weak!” Amber hissed. Finn gazed at her in utter shock and disbelief. “Amber please, don’t say that a ghrá, I had to.” Finn said. There was a tone of hopelessness in his voice.

“Why, because you love me that’s a bullshit reason Finn, if you were more of a man like one of your friends then you could’ve saved me on your own without a deal with a demon.” Amber spat. “You…I see now.” Finn said as he looked at her. She saw his eyes flicker and the vibrant ocean blue that she had come to love faded into pitch black. He rose and looked at her now seeming to be taller than ever before as markings appeared on him. The tendrils grew from his head once more and seemed to move of their own accord. Two of the tendrils picked her up and brought her up to be eye to eye with him.

“He loved you and you have rejected him, he saved you and bound himself to me and you threw his love away.” Bálor growled. She was unable to speak this thing that had her was imposing and frightening. “Nothing to say, then go!” Bálor roared and put her down hard. She ran off and the only thing that she heard as she ran other than her own heart beating was the primal yell that seemed to echo on and on. That sound would stay with her the rest of her days and when she would think about it her blood would run cold just like it had that night. That night ended that relationship and everything that went with it.

He went on to do amazing things in and out of the ring. As his life started to become more and more insane so did the urges to use Bálor’s power. It had become like a drug to him and every time he morphed into Bálor it would give him the feeling of being invincible. Now years later as a WWE superstar on the rise he had it all. The fan’s loved him as his new persona Finn Bálor. This time he got to almost be two superstars in one. He was Finn most of the time with no ‘Paint’ on but when he morphed into Bálor, into the Demon king it seemed as though the fan’s loved him just as much.

Summer Slam 2016 billed as the party of the summer he was at his peak. See when the Brand split happened some months before he had been drafted to RAW, the flagship show of the WWE. That was when his career hit the fast track. He was enjoying the ride as his star rose ever higher. He was one of the ones on the short list to get the new title that Stephanie had created. The universal title was in his sites and nothing could or would derail him from his goal. He was going to be the first ever Universal Champion. The one thing that wasn’t in the win column for him was his love life. Yes, he could get laid whenever he wanted but he wanted more than that. He wanted someone that would still be by his side when they found out that Bálor wasn’t just a character but part of him.

Besides the friends that he’d made only one woman stayed by his side. He had many ‘girl’ friends but this one was special. She knew all too well that Bálor was all too real. This woman was his rock and he was hers whither he knew it or not. She never failed to put him in his place or lift him up when he felt down. He had been so overjoyed that she had been drafted to RAW months after he was. He had missed her after he left NXT. She had once even smacked him in the back of the head for being a ‘wise’ ass as she said. Her ring name was (Y/R/N), and her real name was (Y/N). She was shorter than him and that also was one of the things that he loved about her. That was also what he teased her about the most.

A ghrá: means love.

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