#broken balor club

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Warnings: Mentions of Body image Issues, Severe weight loss, past mental health issues

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Meet the OC - Emery

Name: Emery Annbeth Weston From: Denver, CO Born: 9th November, 1993 Siblings: 1 younger brother

Hair color: brown Eye Color: brown Height: 5’6 Weight: 124 lbs

     When she was 12, she developed an eating disorder, due to bullying that occurred from school. Despite being a perfect weight for her age, people called her names (fat, ugly) so she stopped eating almost completely. It got to an extreme, when she was 15 and barely weighed 71 pounds.

               For her 16th birthday, her family took her to a nearby WWE Smackdown show, where she was able to meet some of her favorites (Jeff Hardy, Rey Mysterio, Kofi Kingston, Beth Phoenix). The one that stood out the most to her, that took time to really talk to her, was Kofi Kingston. Just seeing how thin she was worried Kofi, and he made a deal with her—Get to a healthy weight, and when she becomes a star, he’ll team with her and they’ll win the (to be created) intergender tag team championships.

               Emery was filled with emotions after their talk, and while it took quite some time, she eventually got to a healthy weight and even began getting some muscle mass.

Favorite Wrestlers growing up: Jeff Hardy, John Cena, Rey Mysterio, Lita

Debuts in Wrestling: October 2013 – Ring of Honor March 2015 – New Japan Pro Wrestling Officially joined Bullet Club in June 2015 May 2019 – All Elite Wrestling

Wrestling Style: Arial, slight risk taker (look at who her favorites were, after all)

Paired With: Kenny Omega, Hangman Adam Page, Riley/El Phantasmo, Damian Priest, Orange Cassidy, Darby Allin, Wardlow, Jay White (Potentially: Jey Uso, Trent Seven, Chuck Taylor)

Best Friends with: Kenny Omega, Matt Jackson, Nick Jackson, Hangman Adam Page, Jay White, Kyle O’Reilly

Friends with: Austin Creed, Kofi Kingston, Marko Stunt, El Phantasmo, Chuck Taylor, Brandon Cutler

Who is like Family to her? Kyle O'Reilly: She's rather protective over; make sure he's keeping an eye on his sugar levels and always has a snack on hand for him if need be

Matt and Nick: They met her early in her career and took her in under their wings, helping to train her when they were in the area. They're rather protective over her, love to tease her on occasion, and they wouldn't trade her for the world.

Who would she like to meet in the Business? Finn Balor Damian Priest Pete Dunne (birthday twins~ ) Imperium (4 members, Walter, Fabian, Marcel and Thatcher) Seth Rollins

First Crush: Jeff Hardy

Hobbies: Playing Video Games, photography, travel and drawing

If she couldn’t wrestle anymore she would: Either just be a streamer or become a professional artist/start own business        

Secret of hers: She mayyyy, (or may not 😒 ) have a thing for older guys. 8-13 years older than her.

Languages known: Japanese (10%) Italian (78%) English Spanish (9%) French (24%)

Phobias: Snakes, drowning

Number of Tattoos: 5

Number of Piercings: 2 (normal ear ones – though during her Bullet Club Dark Angel days, she did consider getting a lip and tongue piercing)

Any History of broken bones? When she was 6, she fractured a bone in her arm. Luckily, it didn’t require surgery.

Any injuries from wrestling? In early 2014, after starting in ROH, she got knocked off a ladder and landed awkwardly. No concussions or breaks/fractures, but she sprained her ankle. Mid 2014, she was on the receiving end of a face-plant type maneuver and her nose got broken. They were able to reset it and it healed fine.

Behind the Story of ‘Dark Angel’ persona For the beginning of her career, Emery was a baby face. She didn’t want to be booed; she didn’t want to be a ‘bad guy’. She liked being a baby face. A lot of people suggested she try though, to see if she liked it or not, and if not then it could always be switched back.

She wasn’t convinced though.

When she made the trip to Japan, it was only meant to be temporary, for a few months at most. She got to hang out with her ROH friends like the Bucks—who in turn, introduced her to Kenny.

That was the moment all plans went out the window. The two of them hit it off and became almost inseparable. Gaming, arcades, cat cafes—they bonded over everything it seemed like. She got a good look at his Heel persona, the Cleaner, and wondered… perhaps it wouldn’t be too terrible?

With a little nudge from Kenny and some artistic input, they worked together in just mere months to create the Dark Angel version. Short blue hair, almost all black, punk-style clothing, and a badass attitude At first, she only wore more moderate clothing. Things that covered her-- issues stemming from her weight issues as a teen. However, after many conversations with not only Kenny, but Jay, Ibushi, Matt, Nick, and both Adams, she risked it all and wore slightly more revealing clothing, short shorts, skirts and cut-off shirts. And she began to love her body.

She’d cost people matches, interfere, attack people – even people twice her size—and she done it all with a smile and laughing maniacally.

Some people compared her to Harley Quinn or even the Joker.

Over the course of the next year, Emery got better at conniving and being devious, calculating and began to show disregard for Bullet Club enemies.

In 2017, she went with Kenny and got her first tattoo. A full-size pair of Angel wings on her back. After getting it, she no longer needed to wear the wing prop she had worn in previous years.

She figured, if she played an Angel, she might as well have wings. This is the moment that brought upon Kenny nicknaming her his ‘Angel’

[danwhobrowses]

WWE Theory: If not Cody, then who?

So Cody didn't win at Wrestlemania, it's been a week and it's all been soaked in.

While Cody may still get to 'Finish the Story', common criticism is that the moment has passed, and so winning it later is not going to feel as effective than had he won it at Wrestlemania.

But what if, Cody isn't the one?

It's a thing we must entertain now since Drew, Sami and Cody have each failed to take their chance when they were white hot and ready to hit the iron. But then you also have to ask who is left? So playing to this, here's 5 guys in WWE who I think could be a fitting usurper to the Tribal Chief.

To note, however, the Rock and Jey Uso are not on this list.

5 - Johnny Gargano

Gargano in the Main Roster has been a bit of a lame duck, part of which does feel like creative has nothing for him. But a slow build can bring Gargano back up to the same beloved status as he did in NXT - just like they did with Sami. Being the big babyface but also being backed by The Way and maybe even Ciampa would also provide some support against interference by the Bloodline. Johnny is fifth however for the key point that if Ciampa is fit, would they leave him to be Johnny's support? Not sure they would, if anything they could just be waiting to put DIY in the tag division, but Johnny could still get a title shot in between.

4 - AJ Styles

AJ is still inactive from a broken ankle, but he has the talent and the credentials to take Roman Reigns to the limit. Triple H does have a fondness for the Bullet Club too, since he's been trying to chase the Elite, Hikuleo, Jay White and Tama Tonga in the past few months to add to Balor, AJ, Gallows and Anderson. It does feel like Trips had ideas of doing Bullet Club vs Bloodline, and still could sell that but at a smaller-scale. Because of his status as a veteran wrestler who has been a world champion in multiple companies, AJ would be a solid choice to defeat Roman.

3 - GUNTHER

Rescued by Triple H's booking, GUNTHER has been on a tear as Intercontinental Champion, and the imposing Austrian would certainly be able to bring a believable level of power that could keep Roman on the back foot. With Imperium also warding off the Bloodline, GUNTHER has managed to gain the acclaim and respect of the fans in spite of being a heel, so his character wouldn't even need to shift in order to feud with Reigns. He has the titanic aura that can step up to Roman's Tribal Chief mystique, and if things go smooth enough he can become WWE's next 'big man' megastar with an endorsing win over Roman.

2 - Seth Rollins

Seth Rollins will always be a factor in Roman Reigns' title reigns, and vice versa. The two are bound by their shared history alone, but also by their contrasting styles and quickfire finishes. The key argument with Seth is that his challenge against Roman actually ended in a win - albeit by DQ - so Seth still has the psychological advantage over Roman. He's the 1 defense Roman didn't definitively win, and that will always be a lingering factor that could bite him.

1 - Big E

This one is gonna be a long shot, but sometimes things can line up perfectly. Big E is still tending to his broken neck, but upon his return there may be no greater a babyface than him who can stand up to Roman. Not only does Big E have the charisma to be backed by the fans, but he'd also have the comeback story, and similar energies that Austin and Angle will have carried with their own incidents of broken necks. Big E also has the in-ring prowess and power to compete in a hard-hitting affair against Roman, and the New Day's history with the Usos - and the Bloodline as a whole - provides enough backstory for Big E to be seen as a worthy challenger.

Plus E is owed a better run than his first world title reign, so I put him top because he's the unlikely hero but one everyone would get behind to win the world title.

[magnolia-among-the-stars]

The Broken Club (Finn Balor)

Requested: Yes

Prompt: 10; That (JACKET) looks good on you. 

Finn Balor x Reader

Rating: Fluffy Fiction

Enjoy!

               You laid around backstage, having had your intended match for the evening. You were early on the card, a three-man ladder match against Bailey and Sasha Banks. To say that you were bruised and worn out was an understatement but your night wasn’t over yet. You slid on a black cropped leather jacket, a familiar five dagger symbol on the back as you waited for your cue.

               Finn’s match with Hardy’s had just begun and you had enough time to watch them. Finn being your best friend and roommate for as long as you’d been in the WWE, working your way up NXT side by side, the two of you were inseparable.  He was always there to lend a helping hand in the ring and with the new development you’d just recently talked with Hunter about had brought you here.

               “What’s up with the jacket?” Sasha had asked as you slipped it on after your match. Already wrapped up in a sweatshirt and sweats, her hair tied back and glasses on, Sasha was confused as to why you hadn’t changed yet.

               “You’ll see,” you mumbled as you watched Bailey from the monitor, supporting Sheamus, Cesaro, and Elias from ringside. She was the only other women’s wrestler who knew. Stephanie was out there in the ring, stating that this match would be a mixed 4x4 match and everyone seemed confused. You could see everyone calculating the numbers in their heads, that’s when your music hit. The audience was deafening as you walked through the curtain.

               “Oh my god, you didn’t tell me?” Sasha yelled at you, the noise of the crowd overbearing. You only made contact with one person as you marched down the ring. You winked at Finn before you slid in under the bottom rope. Finn’s fingers grasped two microphones and he handed one to you as you walked around the ring, eyes bored into Bailey’s.

               “That jacket looks mighty good on you, Y/N,” Finn’s deep Irish accent boomed through the arena as the noise died down. You looked back at him with a grin.

               “Too sweet, don’t you think?” you flicked the collar as the crowd popped again as Matt grabbed a mic and began to slowly melt away into a Broken state. The match ended with Bailey laid out on the mat, you on the top rope. You pulled your fingers into a Balor gun finger motion and pulled the trigger, hit a moonsault and pulled her legs up for the win.

               You rolled immediately out of the ring and into the arms of your new faction ‘The Broken Club.’ You laughed hysterically as the four of you made it up the ramp, arms up in pride as your theme song blast from the speakers. Now was the moment. Finn turned and quickly pressed his lips to yours in a hasty and blazing kiss. His hand found its way to your chin as the crowd lost it while Matt and Jeff began to chant delightful.

               You pulled away and could not look away from Finn’s eyes as Jeff grasped your sleeve and pulled you both through the curtain, leaving everyone excitedly confused at what was next. “That was amazing,” Jeff said as you made it past the gorilla and shook hands with everyone.

               “Y/N, that was a beautiful moonsault,” Matt complimented you as he whipped his face with a towel and you smiled.

               “That means the world guys, thank you! It’s an honor to be working with you,” you told them and glanced over at Finn, leaned up against the wall across from you. “That was some kiss there Balor.”

               “Only the best for my roommate,” he chuckled, finally out of his daze. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and led you down the hallway. “Let’s get changed and head to the hotel, you must be exhausted, two matches in one night?”

               “I’m wide awake, let’s build some legos,” you replied, your hand wrapped around his middle.

               “Be still my beating heart,” Finn cooed as you laughed.

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Masterlist

Edit 03/31/21

REQUESTS: I don’t do detailed requests (i.e., where the character, plot, and tone are all set in your mind), however, please feel free to send me suggestions for people I could write for and/ or prompts, premises, or just whether you want something fluffy/ smutty, etc. I’m pretty open about who I write for, although my familiarity level varies and some people speak to me more than others. I prefer to focus on people who don’t get as much love and attention from other writers because there’s already SO MUCH GOOD FANFIC OUT THERE and I’m still pretty new to this.

Edit 01/22/21

I’ve added short descriptions to serve as a guide.

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I figured it was time I started one of these so that my fiction posts are a little easier to find in the mess. I’ll try my best to make sure it’s up to date. These stories are intended solely for an adult audience (18+) and contain strong language, violence, explicit sexual content, and mature themes. There are specific content advisories given on the individual posts. 

WWE (Raw & Smackdown)

Mustafi Ali

In A Parallel Universe

You and Mustafa have been friends through some tough times. But was it ever something more than friendship?

Aleister Black (see AEW: Malakai Black)

Drew McIntyre

All Kinds of Love

You and Drew have loved each other for years, through good times and bad. There’s just one problem...

Kevin Owens

Better Late Than Never?

You were slow to realize your feelings for Kevin and now you don’t know if your moment has passed. 

Damian Priest

Fall and Prey

Are you traumatized by your ex or obsessed with him? Or both?

Fortune’s Rule

Even when you’re gifted the opportunity to escape from your past, fate might have other ideas. 

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four

Sami Zayn

A Fine Line

You're supposed to be checking up on Sami to make sure his paranoia isn't impacting his work. But you're not convinced he's as deluded as some people think.

WWE (NXT & NXT UK)

Finn Balor

The Guardian’s Oath: 

19th century. Helen was raised by the church and assigned as a governess to the home of Feargal Devitt. However, she is caught up in a dark mystery involving her employer and the mythical demon Finn Balor.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen

Shotzi Blackheart

The Call of the Wild Woman

Sometimes you meet a person who makes you question everything about yourself.

Adam Cole

Life of the Party

Desperate to get you back in the dating scene, some friends bring you to a swingers’ party. 

Cameron Grimes

Animal Magnetism

You’re a city girl who feels more at home in the country, occasionally admiring the wildlife. 

Karrion Kross/ Scarlett Bordeaux

You’re Invited

You’re a simple lab rat but somehow you’ve captured the attention of NXT sensations Scarlet Bordeaux and Karrion Kross. 

Fall and Prey

Are you traumatized by your ex or obsessed with him? Or both?

Candice Le Rae

Girl Time

It’s simple: You’re a lesbian and Candice isn’t. Except when she is. 

Dexter Lumis

Unsavory Dealings

No one knows about you and Roderick Strong, or at least that’s what you thought.

Ember Moon

Babes in Toyland

Sometimes unconventional couples have the most fun. (F/F)

Samoa Joe

The Wages of Sin

Being a computer tech is pretty ordinary until you find a client with a lot of kinky secrets.

Roderick Strong

Unsavory Dealings

No one knows about you and Roderick Strong, or at least that’s what you thought.

AEW

Darby Allin

The Camera Doesn’t Lie

In the midst of a wild party, you meet someone who likes to capture intimate moments.

Trust Fall

Darby is that one friend who can persuade you to do things normal people wouldn't.

Lance Archer

One More Temptation

Being a sex worker is fine until fate connects you with the kind of man you’ve sworn to avoid.

Malakai Black

The Escape Route

18th-19th century. Ursula is running to escape from charges of witchcraft and murder, but when she seeks shelter in an apparently abandoned church, she finds more than she bargained for. 

Whisky Secrets (sequel)

You're desperately in love with Aleister but he sees you as just the friend to run to when he's broken. This is a sequel to Whisky Secrets by Ghost of Viper Writes.

Down by the River

Grace Johnson lives in the shadow of her church minister brother in a Depression-era town threatened by the presence of Malakai Black and his "family", a group of outcasts who have built a camp on the shores of the river.

Part one Part two Part three Part Four Part five Part Six

Eddie Kingston

Water Seeks Its Own Level

You and Eddie have a history and you’re not eager to think about it. 

The Green-Eyed Monster

Sequel to Water Seeks Its Own Level. You’ve somehow found yourself caught up in the ropes of your no-strings-attached relationship. 

Kenny Omega

The Sensitivity of Horses

As Hangman’s wife, it breaks your heart to see him suffering. 

F**k and Run

It didn’t feel like a fleeting thing...

Hangman Adam Page

The Sensitivity of Horses

As Hangman’s wife, it breaks your heart to see him suffering. 

Anxious Millennial Love

Your job is to make sure AEW talent isn’t doing anything reckless. But it’s possible that you are. 

NJPW

David Finlay

Place Your Bets

You were absolutely certain Jay could beat his old rival David Finlay and now you’re in a bit of a bind.

Raise the Stakes

A sequel to Place Your Bets. You know you should keep your work and personal life separate but that ship has sailed and your lifeboat is leaking.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part fourteen Part fourteen (alternate)

El Phantasmo

Boiling Over

You didn't like him when he was dating your best friend and he didn't like you.

Waking Up Alone

Breaking up just sucks, especially when you're not sure you wanted to.

Kenta

Words Better Left Unsaid

There are some things that Kenta just doesn’t want to hear you say.

Will Ospreay

Bad Guy

Lauren is 100% sure what she wants until she changes her mind. And she always changes her mind.

Zack Sabre Jr. 

Bad Guy

Lauren is 100% sure what she wants until she changes her mind. And she always changes her mind.

Hiromu Takahashi

Takes the Cake

You’re 40, recently divorced, and working yourself to death. So is Hiromu trying to make everything better or worse?

Shingo Takagi

His Consolation

Being a gay man in New Japan is already risky, and then you feel compelled to comfort Shingo over his bad G1 start. (M/M)

Tama Tonga

Bad Bromance

You’d love to kill Tama for destroying your relationship with his brother. 

Jay White

Shelter 

Late Medieval period. Is it a family emergency or political intrigue that’s led you to the home of Jay White, the young man who first stirred romantic feelings in you?

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Stripped

Working in a strip club exposes you to a lot of men, but Jay seems to need something more than usual. 

Place Your Bets

You were absolutely certain Jay could beat his old rival David Finlay and now you’re in a bit of a bind.

Raise the Stakes

A sequel to Place Your Bets. You know you should keep your work and personal life separate but that ship has sailed and your lifeboat is leaking.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fourteen (alternate)

Other Promotions

Bea Priestley

Bad Guy

Lauren is 100% sure what she wants until she changes her mind. And she always changes her mind.

[melindajfox]

I'm not crying, YOU are.

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Delete!! + 2Sweet

[malethirsty]

Heaven - Finn Bálor

Summary: Loosely based on the Julia Michaels song of the same name & tells the tale of a backstage reporter who falls head over heels for the newest NXT heel Finn Bálor.

Warnings: M/M sex (21+), Bareback (Wrap Before You Tap!)

Inspired By: https://twitter.com/malethirst/status/1195915287876362240?s=21 & the Julia Michaels song

October 2, 2019:

The day your life would change. As an NXT backstage reporter, you often would interact briefly with lower ranged superstars whom weren’t on the level of Cathy Kelly chasing around after them like she did the Undisputed Era, but still needed a connection with the audience, like Shane Thorne.

So you were surprised when Finn Bálor, the returning former NXT champion stepped over to you for an interview, you were prepped as per the broadcast standards & were counted in. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Finn Bálor” Finn happily stepped into the frame, taking you in. “So Finn, it’s quite clear you shocked the world with your sudden return to the NXT cohort, you would only give Adam Cole a sentence, but is there anything else you can divulge about your reappearance.” “Well Y/N, A master never reveals their secrets, but I will tell you to look to my past, cause you’ll find what I bring back here will be a blast.” he gave you a wink and walked off, leaving you confused, yet intrigued at the Irishman’s statement.

October 23, 2019:

After a few weeks, and a lot of digging, you found out lots about Finn through research, you had learnt of his connections to Becky Lynch & Jordan Devlin, his adoration of the old Irish tales which inspired his Balor character, but what struck you the most was his time in the Bullet Club in New Japan Pro Wrestling. Something about seeing Finn or as he was known back then Prince Devitt, strutting around with a ‘Give No Fucks’ attitude sort of turned you on. However tonight Finn was going to leave his mark, which was what Hunter told you as he delivered the message that you would wait behind the scenes for Finn to do another interview. By now Finn’s statement about his future being his past had traveled through the WWE Universe like wildfire & people were watching with baited breath, wondering what Finn would do.

You watched excitedly as Tomasso stepped up to encounter the Undisputed Era, grinning when Johnny Gargano joined him and by the time Finn stepped out, your heart was in overdrive. You subtly bounced from corner to corner waiting to see the scuffle unfold, when suddenly Finn hit a Pele Kick on Gargano, stepping back & allowing the Undisputed Era to ravage themselves upon Ciampa. Your jaw dropped open as you let out a gasp of shock, which continued to resonate as Finn continued to batter Gargano, eventually leaving him broken on the ramp way as he moved back, shooting what looked like guns at the Undisputed Era.

You were in two minds, you felt awful for Gargano & Ciampa as they had just been battered, very badly in the former’s position, however seeing Finn in dominance brought back those feelings of passion you had seeing him in NJPW. However as the show cut, you had to pull yourself together as Finn would be heading over. As this was an exclusive for the web, you could be more questionable than the generic intro & question and you planned on doing that. Finn strutted in and stood by your side, his dominance was exuding from him and it took you everything to pull yourself together, how you were able to tune into the staffer counting you in, you never knew.

“Finn, it’s fair to say you shocked the entire world yet again, only for untoward reasons. You just dropped Gargano & Ciampa and let the Undisputed Era ravage them like a pack of bloodthirsty hounds, why?” Finn let out a chuckle, once a few weeks ago this would be a bright happy chuckle, but this time it was evil and filled the air with a sharp sting “Gargano was a means to an end, I plan to elevate this division by any way I can from the fucking wreck it was become & I plan to do it by any means necessary.” You were intrigued by this statement but had to move forwards “Due to your ‘My future is my past’ promo, many thought that you would appear as the Demon King tonight, why did you opt for this instead?” “Y/N, what’s to say you haven’t?, what if we have merged already?, let his darkness seep into me? My future did become my past, you just didn’t go that far back. I told you I would turn heel & I still surprised you all!” You were stunned, you’d never seen anyone passionately plan their heel turn so brilliantly. Finn turned to look into the camera ‘You better start getting on The Prince’s level, cause things are about to change around here. And if you can’t keep up, I’ll squash you just like I squashed your precious Rebel Heart.” Finn trailed away, the interview concluding.

Having had a lot to take in, you returned to your dressing room to unpack & return home, when you saw Finn behind you “Well hello there stranger” “Finn!” you startledly said “I wasn’t expecting you” “Well I just came to congratulate you on handling me, I know Renee, Charley & Cathy would have broken into tears as I went on my tirade, but you? You listened with open ears & took me in, like you adored me. That’s how an interview should be done here, none of this ‘Oh I feel bad for the good guys, let me take out my anger on the heels’” Finn adorned a sing songy high voice to mock the other interviewees which made you chuckle. “In fact, I think you like me like this, don’t you? I thought from the first interview you were interested, but tonight, I knew for sure.” You noticed he was moving closer & closer to you. “You like the good guys as much as anyone, but you know the bad guys like me can make you feel so good” he stopped right in front of you “So why don’t you take a chance? Kiss me like you want so desperately to”

At this point, you lost all inhibition. You surged forwards, kissing the newly turned Bálor. He wrapped his hands in your hair returning it. You backed into the bench in the middle of the room, falling onto it. “Wow” Finn groaned “You’re such a good kisser, but I think you’ll make an ever better fuck” he tore through your shirt, and made quick work of your pants, taking in your naked form “Beautiful, and all mine” he admired before ripped his shirt off in the manner he did yours as you let out a groan “I’ve got you moaning & I’m not even inside you yet, good Y/N” You took in the compliment, it seeming like molten gold as Finn began to make work of his pants, presented his cock to you “Suck it, prove your worth to me”

You sucked him, taking his massive cock down your throat, your eyes welling up, but you kept focused, determined not to let Finn see you crack, this was about him & you would do anything for your Prinxe. “Oh fuck! Suck it Y/N, oh shit! So many only manage half, but you? You took me straight down, like you were made for me” Finn slid his big hands behind your head & began to move you up and down as he growled in pleasure. Eventually he pulled you off, gazing cockily at your face “You liked that didn’t you?” You draw sharp breaths “Finn p- please” “Please what? Use you words Y/N, use that beautiful mouth to tell me what you want” You gasped out several breaths before begging “Fuck me Finn please take me. I. Am. Yours.”

Finn quickly moved so he was on top of you on the bench and quickly thrust in “OH FUCK! My treasure is so tight! So perfect!” He began to fuck into you roughly, moans falling from your lips joining his groans of pleasure “Fuck Y/N, take my cock. Yes! Just like that!” You started into Bálor’s cold eyes filled with passion and kissed him again. “Your body is like a garden babe, and I plan to explore” still fucking you, he bit into your nipples, one after the other, moving his hands down to explore you.

You threw your head back, knowing if you so much as looked at Finn’s beautiful face, you would spill. He seemed to recognize this & quickened his pace “I can feel you holding back, it’s ok my love, cum for me” you fell apart at this point, your cum decorating both your chests, he fucked you even faster, looking longingly down at you “My beautiful treasure, all mine. Forever” he started to thrust sloppier “Fuck, I’m going to cum, take me my love, we will rule NXT together, no one will ever destroy us, the Prinxe with his loyal lover. So darkly perfect and serene. OH FUCK!” Finn came deep inside you. You stayed entangled with him for a while, before you moved to try and get your clothes forgetting Finn had ripped your shirt “Don’t move, I’ll get you a towel from the bathroom” Finn disappeared briefly before returning with said towel, which you quickly put on “Come with me to my house tonight, I have more to experience with you Y/N” and as you joined hands with the newest villain of NXT, you felt complete. It was true what they said ‘all good boys go to heaven, But bad boys bring heaven to you’

[alltheimaginationofme]

Brushes With Balor- Part 13

Let me know as always if you liked, thank everyone so much for coming on this journey!

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THE RESCUE

Japan, circa 2014

The crowd away from home was more subdued, and Prince Devitt lived for it. The chance to make people squirm in their seats- do they applaud the crazy foreign man? The Prince would always hold some hearts here in this alien land. He rode in on the shoulders of Fale, towering over every possible opponent, and sure to be seen at every turn. Prince Devitt and the Demon King would bow to no man, woman or supernatural being. The fire burned in his veins, he owned this place, the tension in the air was his oxygen and the bated breaths made his heart pump.

Japan had been yet to learn of the Demon king, but they would. Soon. Was the promise from the king, they would unveil him and Japan would have their new ruler. The plans were in motion and were going to go without a hitch. The Bullet Club would have their supernatural side on full blast, and they would be revealed to the world. The NJPW scene wasn’t the biggest, but once they saw Balor, he would span over media. Balor would reach to the furthest corners of the world, and using Devitt’s body would only enhance it.

Gallows and Anderson were at his side, followed by Bad Luck Fale and Tama Tonga. The club was on their way to the ring, Young Bucks were soon to follow. Balor had been warning the Prince, the Young Bucks would soon turn. It would not matter. They are young, they will make mistakes. But the King and Prince will show them.

Devitt could only agree with Balor, anything for the King.

The match could only be described as how to burn the building down. Devitt had won but it was no easy contest, and this showed when he offered his hand to shake his opponent’s. Another foreign man wanting to make a name for himself. He will unfortunately disappear all too soon over here. Balor whispered into Devitt’s ear and he agreed. Sometimes people just didn’t make it. The audience showed their appreciation, and Devitt saw his opponent blow a kiss to someone in the crowd. He looked in curiosity to see another man clapping and smiling and Balor laughed Love will make you weak. What they didn’t see was the Young Bucks jump onto the ring, and run into Devitt’s opponent from behind. The ringing of the bell was what alerted him to the attack.

The Bucks were stomping and throwing everything they had at the man, but Devitt just froze. Balor was quiet. Devitt grabbed the nearest twin and yanked him away from the slaughter. The Bucks turned to him now. “He’s beaten, leave him.” Devitt’s voice sounded strange, even to his own ears when he spoke this. The twins looked at him like he had another head, the bell ringing had made him feel like he had grown one. “He challenged you, you beat him, we beat him. That’s how the Bullet Club works!” One of the twins was shouting at him now, and Devitt didn’t care to make a note of which it was. The other was slowly circling him now, and Balor noticed that a fight was about to occur. Balor also saw a lack of Gallows or Anderson at ringside, and judging by the bruises decorating the Young Bucks’ hands, Gallows and Anderson had already had their party. “So this is how it ends.” Was the only sentence from Prince Devitt, and he acknowledged the irony of the Prince and King being taken down by their followers. There is a poem for this I am sure, but please focus on the fight. Balor chastised his young body and Devitt shook his head.

The blow from behind had not been expected, and when Devitt turned, he saw Fale standing tall over him. Shit. Fale had been a key follower and reinforcement of Devitt’s reign, and this coup had clearly been building from the inside- judging by the anger in Fale’s eyes, he had been the first to turn. Devitt scrambled to the ropes in an attempt to either pull himself to his feet or roll from the ring, unfortunately, Fale gripped his ankle and pulled him back to the slaughter. Balor was ringing at the door and it wouldn’t be long until Devitt gave him full reign of his body.

Another body slammed down onto the mat.

Prince Devitt’s previous opponent was also going to be treated to the bruising kicks to the ribs apparently.

A scream entered the ring, and Tama Tonga came for the split blood. Devitt knew he would not be having help from the Tongan, there would be no man to ever fully win Tama over- he was only ever on the side that best suited him.

The ringing in Devitt’s ears grew louder and louder, the bell continued and the crowd was now screaming. The body that Devitt was in lashed its arm out, and fire shot from his fingers, catching onto the banners at the side of the ring. The Prince noticed but his assailants didn’t, the Prince also noticed that he was no longer in control. It seemed that Balor was not either, fight or flight had taken over. The body was acting of its own accord in an attempt to save itself. Devitt could only silently watch as the flames grew, and more energy shot from his body. There was a different bell now, a fire alarm. The crowd was dispersing, the blows lessened, and feet ran away.

Devitt struggled to move, the attack had been extensive. He was currently sporting broken ribs, a fractured arm and some form of head injury yet to be determined. He shut his eyes and wished to be in the room at the hotel, the smoke from the flames were reaching him now. I might be able to teleport, but you have to trust me. Balor spoke calmly but quickly, the sense of urgency in his voice unmistakeable; and Devitt had no other option but to allow the Demon King complete control of his body.

They vanished just as a support beam fell from above.

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 Present Day

Something was keeping me awake. It could be the fear from the earlier conversation, it could be the fear that every single person I knew had been lying to me.

It could be the fear that I was nothing without this supernatural side. I was nothing before interacting with Finn, there was nothing special about me. I would die here and I would be forgettable again.

My cheek was red and sore to the touch from the conversation in the day, but as I saw street lamps light up I knew something was going to happen tonight- so I had to keep my injuries to the back of my mind. I had to concentrate, tonight is the night that it will happen.

A noise from the door in front of me grabbed my attention. I shifted in my chair, I wasn’t quite ready for my kidnapper to kill me yet, there were still things that I had to come to terms with. The door jiggled again, someone was messing with the lock. I looked around, panicking because I was tied to the chair this time. Nothing came to mind, and even if I did decide to move I’d fall over in the chair and have to die looking like an idiot.

When Seth burst through the door I think I actually peed my pants a little.

He was red in the face and his hair was unkempt, he was followed by Ambrose, Anderson, Gallows and Roman- Finn came in last and attempted to barricade the door. They all looked like they had been running from something. Seth smiled his crooked smile at me and began to run towards me, just as Finn screamed for him to stop.

A light flew from the floor. Straight into Seth. Seth screamed and froze.

I cried out from my chair and uselessly tugged at the restraints, Seth had a look of pure agony frozen on his face and my heart hurt to look. Dean shifted in the background with nervous energy, Roman was sniffing the air whilst Gallows, Anderson and Finn watched Seth. “Fucking do something!” I didn’t even realise my thoughts had been said aloud until everyone looked to me. Gallows turned to Anderson and muttered something, Finn hung in the background and wouldn’t even look at me. Dean shifted into my line of sight “Ya got anything to cut with?” His question shook me out of my rage and I shook my head.

Roman shook his head and his bun wiggled with it, he looked at the floor and kicked a stone across to where Seth was stood. A light came to the stone and I saw cracks form in it. My eyes widened in fear for Seth, who was still stuck in place.

You’re safe, he wants to make everyone suffer. You’re in a protected ring.

The voice from earlier came back into my panicked thoughts and squirmed in my chair, shifting it until I fell to my side. A coin fell from my pocket and rolled just past my head, where it was hit with light and frozen. Anderson stepped forward and scanned the floor “Obviously this was meant to hurt, the rock and coin have almost disintegrated straight away- Rollins is stuck.” He looked to me and spoke again “Think you can catch sweetness?” I nodded and he reached into his jacket, chucking me something small. It landed relatively near my hand, and I scooted closer until I could reach- a pocket knife.

I started working on my bonds, looking up to Seth every now and then to make sure no cracks had started to show. When I was free I jumped up and stood where the chair had been- dead centre.  I looked at the men in the room “What now?”. A distinct tattooed arm wrapped around Dean from behind and pulled him through a side door. Before he disappeared I could already see the shaking smile on his face as his possessor took over. Roman scowled and went after Dean, fur sprouting as he shouted “Orton!” to us. I was left with a frozen Seth and The Balor Club, their leader wouldn’t look at me.

This had nothing to do with me, I had no idea how any of this worked! I was just some tech girl who wasn’t anything special! I was angry crying now, rubbing furiously at the tears as they fell. Gallows and Anderson were talking softly with Finn and I saw Finn shake his head and step further back from them “I’m useless here.” Is all I could see from his lips.

I turned to look at Seth again and my heart hurt at his face, twisted in agony over me. I caused him this much pain. I went to reach for him, and was an inch away. Even that made me miserable, I couldn’t share his pain or take any away from him. I looked into his soft brown eyes and remembered the almost kiss we shared, before something blasted him into the wall. I retreated back into my safe circle. If I had just kept my head down we wouldn’t be in this mess, if I just worked harder and didn’t have a social life then everyone would be fine. I would be alone, but it would be better than this.

Seth had been frozen for too long now, and I couldn’t begin to imagine how painful it was. I began to walk further back from the scene, Seth frozen in place and The Balor Club assessing the situation, testing how far the circle went with whatever they could find.

An arm wrapped around my throat.

A strangled noise came from my mouth before he applied the pressure to silence me completely. “Hello boys” I could hear his smile behind my right ear, and although I could breathe- I wasn’t about to say anything to make him tighten his arm. We had everyone’s attention in the room, and Anderson spoke first “So you’re the one behind all this?” My kidnapper laughed and I could feel him nod. Finn stepped forward “Who even are you?” His voice was blank, and his face said nothing- I desperately wanted him to look at me and tell me it was going to be okay. I wanted some reassurance from someone, hell I’d even take it from Gallows!

“Oh sweetness, I don’t expect you to know me. I’m just here to play.”    

Finn’s face hardened “I don’t want to play. You clearly know who we are.”

He shuffled behind me “But where’s the fun? Prince Devitt was much more open to games.”

Finn tensed and Gallows put his hand on his shoulder. Finn smiled tightly “Prince Devitt ain’t about anymore. Ya got me instead. How about a deal for this game?” I was seriously contemplating killing Finn myself at this point, Seth was still frozen, my kidnapper had his arm wrapped completely around my neck and he wanted to play a game? To make a deal? Whilst I was seething with anger, apparently they had made their deal. My kidnapper whispered some words that I didn’t understand, and Seth unfroze with a scream. Gallows grabbed him from the circle and made sure he wouldn’t stumble back into it by accident.

My chest ached for him, to run and hug him- to make sure he was okay. To make sure he was angry with me. It was my fault this was all happening. Gallows spoke up now “Y/N, stop thinking like that.” I looked to him in shock, with wide eyes. The laugh came from behind me again “Mind reader, idiot.” He stage whispered in my ear and I tensed up against him. He yanked my head to the side and I felt him sniff my neck “She smells good fellas”. Finn tensed but shuffled behind Anderson,  taking Seth from Gallows- Seth looked like dead weight on his shoulders.

“It’s boring without them in your life isn’t it Y/N? Just so normal and PLAIN. You were nothing before you got messed about with these pricks and now look. I was someone before I messed with them, now I’m nothing. I feel like I know how you’ve felt.”

He cackled in my ear once more and I turned my head away from it, the sound horrifically smooth considering how crooked he was. Feel in your pocket. The knife, you moron.

I wanted to growl at the voice inside my head, but it was right. Inside my front pocket was the knife that had been thrown to me, how I managed to put it there was beyond me. As I reached for it, Gallows cocked his head at me- apparently he had heard what had been said in my head. He shook his head slowly to me, and I kept my fist tight around the pocket knife. Anderson looked past my head “How do you know us? You mentioned Prince Devitt- New Japan then.” My kidnapper loosened his grip around my neck and chuckled.

“Karl. You’ve lost weight.” He twitched against my back “Finn- Prince Devitt. You’re more muscular nowadays, but goodness me if that modelling stint didn’t give a guy wet dreams.”  He slurped his lips next to my ear, and made a kissing noise- I tried to wriggle away from him. “Now, now, now- where do you think you’re going?” He grabbed my arm and twisted, forcing me down onto my knees and producing a gun in seconds. I think I was past the point of shock.

Finn was my mate, he was also the Demon King, Gallows could read minds, I had been kidnapped- and my kidnapper had frozen Seth in magic.

A gun actually felt relatively normal in this situation.

“Well, since we’re not on first name terms, you can call me Mason.” The hand that had a hold of my arm moved to my shoulder and squeezed, I wanted to shrug him off but my arm was in pain and who knew what he was going to do next.

‘Mason’ fell quiet and waited. It was a clear power move, he had the answers and he had me- everything they came for was in his hand. But, in The BC’s favour was the fact this guy was batshit crazy. I knew from experience that he wouldn’t stay quiet for too long, eventually his erratic behaviour needed to expand and go somewhere. So it was all a matter of time. I looked to Gallows again in the meantime, attempting to catch his attention without being caught- his eyes flickered to me.

I have a voice inside my head telling me to do stuff. I still have the knife in my pocket. Give me a signal and I can stab his foot or something. By the wince on his face, I didn’t need to have shouted everything towards him, but he still nodded slightly.

The tension hung in the air, and I knew one side had to give in first. “Why are you doing this?” I guess it couldn’t have hurt for me to break the silence. Boy, was I wrong.

Using the butt of the gun, Mason smacked the back of my neck and jarred my head forwards. The three men in front of me tensed, and Finn looked murderous. “Ouch, dickwad.” I rubbed the back of my neck, and craned it up to look at the ceiling when he slammed the gun into my nose- of course it bled instantly. The boys were now protesting and stepping forward, before my eyes watered and I blinked. I sat forward and leant down, blood slipping to the floor and I pinched my nose- luckily it wasn’t broken, or not that I could tell. I got the hint that I was to not talk anymore.

“Since you won’t ask questions, I’ll have to answer hers. 4 years ago Balor- do you remember where you were?” He was gripping my shoulder tightly again, pressing his fingers in my skin deep. Finn shook his head, but his expression was guarded- he knew where he was but wanted Mason to say.

“Your last match in New Japan. Almost to the day it is… Your last match, and you burnt the building down after. There was only one casualty when there should have been two. You fucked up your Bullet Club for your Demon King and when they attacked you burnt the building down!” His voice rose until it was almost a screech at the end. Mason’s fingers suddenly left my shoulder and I flinched- expecting another attack. When I looked up he was pointing his gun at Finn.

“You should be dead. You need to be dead. Dead for what you did to him.” Finn caught onto something at that, recognition swept over his face.

“Tha was you, in the crowd.” His voice was lower and stable compared to Mason’s.  Mason started to nod, and I noticed tears had formed in his eyes. “There’s not a day where I don’t regret wha happened in that buildin” Finn spoke softer, as if he was trying to calm a wild animal. Mason shrieked with laughter:

“You don’t regret it! You live for moments like those! Your Demon KNEW what was happening, and so did you! You killed him! Murdered in cold blood because you couldn’t keep a lid on Club business!”

He was pacing behind me now, the floor vibrating with every step he took. I closed my eyes, it was about the time I stopped watching New Japan because I ended up working on the road with WWE. All I can remember was the Bullet Club turning on their leader Prince Devitt, it had been speculated that he was moving across to WWE after the next NJPW PPV. The building had a freak accident, the cameras had been cut just before the fire came out; but the fire had completely consumed the whole building. By the sounds of it, someone didn’t make it out as it had been reported. I shook my head, of course. Mason’s soulmate.

Gallows had been looking at me and following along in my head, and he leant to Finn and whisper in his ear. Finn looked at Mason. “Your mate.” Mason let go of me completely and paced around the small space we had.

“You see Balor? It doesn’t actually matter if I’m someone important. I am a nobody with nothing who reduced you to this. You fucking strut around like you own the place! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DO TO PEOPLE!” He screamed at Finn who flinched with his words, I guess no matter what you tell yourself, you’re guilty in some ways. By this time my nose had stopped bleeding, but Mason had bit his lip enough that blood and spittle were flying from his mouth.

“He was my fucking world. Is my world. Everything since that day has been about getting back at you. I’m a useless Seelie, but I did my research. I had time on my hands, so much time after he died. I lost direction, but I’ve planned this for the last four fucking years.”

Anderson laughed at him “Wasn’t that great of a plan since it didn’t work out!” Karl smiled at his observation and I closed my eyes, not while I’m still here and he still has a gun Karl. Mason laughed along with him, and slowly Karl’s laugh died off. Mason aimed the gun into the back of my head and nudged my head forward slightly.

“Such a waste, just like killing David was.”

I jerked to the side as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet went through my neck into the ground in front of me. I don’t think I even screamed. I heard the Club shout just as I faded into black.

What a shit rescue.

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 Finn’s heart lurched as Y/N fell forward and blood began to pool underneath her. Mason looked down at where she had been with wide eyes- no one had expected that apparently. Finn roared and stepped to the front, intending to go to Mason and rip his spine from his body.

A door behind Mason opened, and Dean Ambrose stumbled in looking dishevelled and wild- spotting Mason he grinned. Mason was oblivious, instead choosing to grin at Finn and point at Y/N on the floor. Roman was next through the door, dragging a bloody Randy Orton behind him. Roman looked over to Seth being held up by Finn and promptly dropped Orton on the floor. The two Shield members started walking over to an oblivious Mason.

Finn was barely keeping himself contained, but knowing he didn’t have any Balor right now made him practically normal. He could smell her blood from where he was stood, and saw the unsteady rise and fall of her chest- but it wouldn’t be long until she bled out on the floor. Roman tapped Mason on the shoulder and he didn’t even turn, his smile spreading as he said “Someone smell wet dog?” Roman rolled his eyes and punched the back of Mason’s neck, making him stumble forward and into the space that was the deadly area. Nothing happened. Mason grinned, there hadn’t been anything stopping them the entire time!

Finn pounced on him.

They landed on the floor and rolled, Finn straddled his waist and punched through Mason’s weak blocks- and his face quickly became bloody. Mason was laughing and encouraging him.

“You was there the whole time Finn! Why couldn’t you save her? There was nothing stopping you!”

Mason laughed, even when Finn’s right hook took a tooth from his mouth. There was nothing left of Finn, he was just a feeling. Pure anger, rage unfiltered. Nothing else was in his head, and he was panting by the time Luke and Roman dragged him from what was left of Mason. Luke spoke but Finn was still focused on Mason. Karl stepped into view, past Mason and over to Y/N. Finn blinked multiple times before their voices came ringing through “-lost so much. It’s a stretch, I can probably take some of it- just not all of it. Get everyone to the cars and bring them round- need to make a quick route to the hospital.” Understanding dawned on Finn, Karl was going to try and take the wound from Y/N’s neck- but she had lost so much blood. The fight they had to even get here was draining on them all. Apparently Mason had set traps for all of them no matter which route they took.

Mason gurgled from the floor and lifted his head to once again grin at Finn.

“He can’t reverse it all bud. I made sure of that, my magic may be limited, but my research wasn’t.”

With the final jab he laid his head back down and coughed before chuckling to himself. Finn went lax in Luke and Roman’s arms, and they set him on the floor. Karl was touching Y/N’s neck gently, and the other hand was on her bare shoulder. Finn watched as some of the neck injury healed, the wound was still deep but the blood flowing from it was significantly lessened. Karl looked pale when he let go and stumbled to his feet, shuffling over to Mason’s body before kneeling next to him. Karl spoke just loud enough for Finn to hear him “I hope you never find your mate again for this. There’s a special place for people like you.”  Karl lunged forward and wrapped his hands around Mason’s neck, not chocking but so he could feel Mason’s neck under his fingers.

Finn stared as Mason’s neck started leaking blood, the wound opening itself on the side of his neck- but not deep enough to kill him. Karl stood from Mason and wiped himself off. “It probably won’t kill him because it’s his magic, but it will still suck.” Mason gurgled in reply and Karl came across to Finn, reaching for his bloody fists and Finn moved them away from him.

At that moment, Dean Ambrose burst through the door they had first come in. Finn hadn’t even noticed The Shield leave. Gallows and Anderson walked to Y/N and picked her up gingerly whilst Finn was offered a hand by the lunatic. Finn studied Ambrose and saw the twitching was still there, making Finn feel uncomfortable, but there was no owl head so he supposed Dean was as himself as he was going to get. Finn murmured his thanks and Dean replied “Of course, Demon King.” With a slight incline of his head they both turned to the door and out to the car.

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Prince Devitt vs Malakai Black

The Demon Balor is missing tonight, as it is just Prince Devitt standing across from Malakai Black this evening. Devitt leans himself against his corner of the ring, smirking at Black as he leaned in on his own. Obviously there was no love lost between the two, there always has been that old story of the toxic exes who just can’t stay away from each other, isn’t there? Devitt lets his arms drape over the ropes, looking Malakai up and down,  as he waits for the referee to start the match. Once the bell is rung, he hardly moves. But neither does Malakai. 

  Finally, Prince stands fully and suddenly runs at Malakai with a dropkick but Malakai side steps it with ease. Malakai goes to kick his chest but Prince grabs his ankle before it could collide with him. Black attempts an enziguri but Devitt ducks, who then attempts to land Bloody Sunday early but Malakai wiggles out of it. 

  Now the two men have a standoff, making Devitt laugh in Black’s face. Now when Malakai goes for a roundhouse kick, it connects. Devitt drops after the connection to his temple, and Malakai wastes no time in going for a cover.

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  Prince kicks out and rolls out of the ring. Malakai stands and runs to the ropes, it looks like he’s about to go for a suicide dive. Devitt sees this and runs back up to the apron to counter, but Black flips off the ropes and sits in the middle of the ring. He watches Prince’s bewilderment and unchecked rage, even as Prince puts up his middle finger and screams obscenities at him ( as he usually does.) But he does stand with a fury when he is charged at, Prince very quickly regrets that middle finger when his legs are kicked out from underneath him and his back is roughly stomped on. Malakai shoves his knee into Prince’s back, grabbing his chin and pulling up, the Irishman yells out and scratches at Malakai’s hands. 

  The referee repeatedly asks Prince if he wants to give up but the former Bullet Club leader refuses. Malakai eventually lets up on the hold but grabs Prince by the waist and slams him back with a German suplex, immediately locking in a knee bar! Devitt yells and grabs at his knee, desperately grabbing for a rope. He eventually stands and starts stomping on Black until the hold is broken. With Black laying on his back, Prince saw the perfect opportunity to jump and land on his chest with a double foot stomp! He picked him up and forced him against a corner. He then backed up, running back at him with a loud chop heard around the arena. He did this one more time before dropping Malakai to his knees. He runs at him with a front dropkick as soon as he got back up. He raced up to the top rope, attempting a Coup to Grace, but Prince rolled out of the way. Devitt lands on his feet, but Malakai beats him to it and plants him with a huge roundhouse kick! He went for a cover.

  1…2…Kick Out!

  Devitt got to his feet but immediately collapses against the ropes. Malakai forces Devitt up by his neck, the two stare down as Malakai gets Devitt in the middle of the ring. He lands a hard right to Prince, but Devitt lands one as well. They trade lefts and rights before Prince hit him with Dream Cast! He went for a cover.

1…2…

Black kicked out. Prince let out a yell of frustration before repeatedly kicking and stomping on him, only stopping when the referee pulled him away. Jason Ayers gives Devitt a warning to obey the rules, or he’ll have to call for a disqualification, and Devitt responds with an eye roll. “How about this? Fuck the rules, we’re doing no DQ!” And of course, MPW rules do state that an in-ring competitor can choose to change their match into a deathmatch if they choose to, and one would imagine that Malakai has no qualms in accepting the stipulation, even if he isn’t able to verbally agree. Just to prove how serious he is, Devitt rolls out of the ring, and pulls out a table! He slides himself and his weapon of choice back into the ring, and leans the table up against the corner. By now, Malakai has stirred from his previous spot, moving up to his knees before Devitt grabs him, pulling him over to where the table has been set up. Looping an arm around Malakai’s head, Devitt grabs the trunks for vertical suplex, that would put Malakai straight through the table, but he can’t lift the larger man! Malakai is too heavy for him, and Devitt has already taken so much damage in this match. When the suplex doesn’t produce any results, Malakai’s able to switch their spots, and now tries to put Devitt through the table with a suplex, but doesn’t have any luck either! Devitt shifts his center of gravity, and refuses to be put through his own table! Devitt switches their positions back, but gives up on the suplex for now, and sends Malakai stumbling with an enzuigiri! Black winds up in the corner, and Devitt swarms in on him, quickly putting the boots to Malakai. Some of the kicks are traded in for forearm shots, and Malakai does his best to block any and all shots, but Devitt gets in some good ones before he starts to climb up the ropes. Stopping on the second, Devitt uses his leverage to repeatedly punch Malakai in the forehead, the Toronto crowd counting out loud with each strike that connects. But they only show off that they can count all the way up to seven, before Malakai suddenly grabs Devitt and pulls him off the ropes! Malakai has him up in a powerbomb clutch, and continues running forward, before depositing Devitt onto the table! The powerbomb sends Devitt clear through, and his body may be as broken as the table!

  Through some flopping, Devitt manages to pull himself out of the wreckage, and lays next to it, twitching and convulsing, as Jason Ayers kneels at his side. One has to wonder how smart it was to bring weapons into a fight against Malakai Black, but Devitt is as cocky as he is brave. No doubt, he thought this would aid him in putting the taller, stronger man away, with as little harm done to his pristine body as possible. Now his body may be shattered, and full of splinters, but that will only add fuel to the fire. If he’s able to come back after taking such a brutal bump, that is. Devitt still hasn’t moved as Malakai rolls out of the ring, and comes back in with two steel chairs in hand. They’re placed side by side, the edge of the seats touching, before Malakai drags Devitt over to them. Devitt’s head is placed in the center, Malakai sparing him a final look before hitting the ropes. He’ll look to put Devitt through the chairs with a double foot stomp, but he won’t get the chance to, as Devitt suddenly finds his second wind and jumps to his feet! He grabs one of the steel chairs, and rams it into Malakai’s midsection, using his own momentum against him! He doubles over from the pain, before Devitt brings the chair down across his spine!

Just as Malakai had done, Devitt unfolds the chair and sets it up, standing it up alone this time. Retrieving his opponent and bringing him over to the scene, Devitt tries to lift him up across his shoulders, but his back can’t handle the weight! Going through the table hurt him worse than he expected, and is moving off of pure adrenaline, but he still can’t lift up Malakai. Trying to take advantage of the situation, Malakai grabs a waistlock, but gets popped in the jaw by a stiff back elbow. Devitt turns around to see Malakai on the ground, and charges him, looking for a Shining Wizard, but his knee only hits the air! Malakai ducks underneath, and rolls Devitt up, pushing him through before Jason can register a count. Malakai jumps to his feet and throws a roundhouse kick, but Devitt has him scouted and falls on his back to avoid it. However, Malakai swings through and back around, using his building momentum to jump up, and crush Devitt’s crush with a double foot stomp! Two boot-sized dents are left in Devitt’s chest, as he rolls on his side, gasping for breath and struggling to breathe. Luckily, or maybe not so luckily, for him, Malakai looks to put him out of his misery, as he returns to the steel chair, once again placing Devitt’s skull across it. This time, he heads to the top rope, moving as quickly as he can before Devitt wakes up, and his plan backfires. But before he can even finish climbing, Devitt unfolds the chair, and launches it in his face! Malakai manages to grab it before it smacks him, but in the end, it doesn’t matter, as Devitt smacks it into his face for him, connecting with another Dreamcast! This causes Malakai to fall off the ropes, and to the outside floor, possibly out cold!

Knowing this may be his only shot to put down The Sin Eater of MPW, and a big win it would be, for sure! No one has defeated Malakai since his debut, and to do it now, live on PPV, without his Demon form, is the type of bragging rights Devitt would never shut up about. So he moves with urgency, diving out of the ring and throwing Malakai back inside. He tries not to worry about his injuries, or linger on them for too long, as he quickly ascends to the top rope. Perching, Devitt quickly leaps off with little fanfare, and crushes Malakai with a Coup De Grace! He instantly makes the cover! This could be it!

1…

2…

KICKOUT!

Black kicks out of the Coup De Grace! One of Devitt’s very best moves wasn’t enough to finish him off, and Prince can’t believe it! What will it take to end this?! Will there ever be an end to this rivalry, or are they destined to, literally, fight forever?! While that may be a pleasing outcome for some, we still have the main event, and Devitt certainly doesn’t want to keep going, not when he’d believed this match was already over with. As such, he sets up a sadistic device, pitting two chairs back to back, the sharp, painful tops reaching a mutual peak. Devitt smirks to himself as he puts his plan into motion - but it quickly backfires! Malakai scoops him up out of nowhere, and hits a Death Valley Driver along the chairs! Devitt’s spine may have just been split into two! He slides off the chairs, writhing and squirming in incredible, indescribable pain, and Malakai can’t even capitalize! Both men are down, but they’ll, somehow, have to pull themselves together to try and finish this. How either one will be able to continue is a miracle within itself, but they have to, they’re determined to. Malakai crawls into the nearest corner and relies on the ropes to help him return to a vertical base, while Devitt grabs one of the chairs that was just used against him. He unfolds it, putting all of his weight on it as he tries to pick himself up. But the damage done to his back is too severe, and he can’t get up all the way before Malakai charges in. He holds up the chair, to either try and stop Malakai in his tracks, or possibly use it as a shield, but it doesn’t pay off either way, as Malakai hits him full force with a running knee strike! The chair hits Devitt directly in the face, emphasized by the impact of the knee, while Malakai smashes his shin into the chair! Again, both men are hurt, and unable to stand!

Their desire to inflict as much pain as possible, while trying to come out the victor in this brutal matchup, has left them both practically unable to compete. Jason Ayers has to start thinking about a possible stoppage, but ultimately decides against it, as both competitors begin to stir. They slowly rise, both utilizing the ring ropes and whatever they have around them to their advantage, but ultimately, Malakai is just a step faster, and clocks Devitt with a roundhouse kick, connecting straight to the side of the head! Devitt stumbles, but stays on his feet for now, and Malakai shoots him into the corner. Malakai waits until Devitt hits the turnbuckles before charging in, but Devitt was lying in wait, and jumps over the top rope to land on the apron, and sends Malakai stumbling back with an enzuigiri! But it looks like Devitt accidentally caught Malakai in the eye! Black covers it, groaning in pain, and referee Jason Ayers goes right over to him to check how bad the damage is. He makes Devitt stay where he is to ensure Malakai hasn’t suffered another serious eye injury, and Devitt begrudgingly accepts his fate, and uses the time out to plot his next move.

All eyes are on Malakai, and nobody notices that the ring curtain moves, a mysterious figure emerging from underneath. But wait… that’s Zelina Vega! Zelina is here, in MPW, and hits Devitt with a low blow! Jason Ayers is too busy focusing on Malakai’s injury to notice! Devitt grabs his private parts as Zelina pulls him off the apron, and sends him head-first into the steel staircase, with her signature hurricanrana! She quickly rolls Devitt back into the ring before ducking down to keep herself hidden, and, magically, Malakai is healed! Devitt stumbles onto his feet, no idea where he even is… and gets dropped by Black Mass! Malakai covers!

1… 2… 3!

“Here is your winner, Malakai Black!”

Zelina Vega slides into the ring and embraces her husband, before lifting his arm into the air! They stole the victory from Prince Devitt, and we have a feeling that won’t be the end of this…

[athedemonsqueen]

I Found You, Again #2 (Finn/ Seth Story)

Ever since Liam’s birth, I abandoned my WWE titles and became a full time mom to my Little Finnie.

“Mommy, how come daddy isn’t here to take me to school?” Liam asked. Liam is smarter than what most people are. Nothing goes past his head. He gets that from me.

“Daddy got caught up at work, it’s not his fault.” I said simply.

Not his fault my ass, he’s mine when I get done with him. Liam was distance when we got to the playground-normal for the first day, but Liam walked around with a puss on his face that can be seen from Ireland.

“What is wrong?” I asked.

“I just don’t understand why daddy can’t be here you said, he would drop me off the first day.” Liam groaned.

I bent down to Liam and caressed his little arm, “Baby, daddy works at a very complicated job, he loves us and that’s why he does his job….” I could tell Liam was not budge by my words, he is not amused.

“Don’t forget my love, your daddy is a King and that makes you a Prince…” I whispered. The school bell rung and it was time for Liam to go to class. Liam smiled once I called him a Prince.

“Go stand up for Balor Club.” I said, Liam gave me a hug, “I love you mom.” He said.

“I love you too sweetie.” I whispered.

I rushed home hoping, but not hoping to find Finn home. To my surprise he is home. I slammed the door and rushed inside to find Finn sitting at the kitchen table.

“Hey baby, I was waiting for you to-”

“Pre-school…” I said sternly.

“I know, yeah I’m gonna take him now just gotta-”

“Pre-school…” I narrowed my eyes. FInn looked at the clock to find it was too late to take Liam.

“Oh, shit, I thought I would make it home if I got an earlier flight ohh no.” Finn cried.

“Your son…” I said softly. I could tell FInn was upset and he was sorry, I couldn’t stay mad at him.

“You have very few jobs around here and one of the biggest ones is to help take care of Liam…” I said.

“I know, I know…” He sighed. I sighed walking over to him and wrapping my arms around him. He nestled his head on my shoulder, sniffling.

“We saw you last night…” I whispered.

“Did Liam see?” Finn said, looking up. I nodded proudly, “He is so proud of his daddy…”

“Do you think he...would like to be a wrestler one day?” He asked.

“Now, we discuss this, let Liam make his own choices not everyone is born with it their blood…” I said.

“There is one exception…” He said, (Charlotte Fliar) “Besides her…”

Finn had agree to pick up Liam from school. I on the other hand had an important job to handle. I graduated a month after Wresltmaina and went on to my masters. Could you imagine juggling a marriage, wrestling, and school? I was honored WWE offered me a job in the creative department. They need all the help they can get. I gladly took advantage of giving Finn his push that he needed. Somehow in the end, I regret it...sometimes.

Everyone knows me by Mrs. Devitt, others know me by my name, and the rest know me by my ring name- Her Royal Highness: The Demon Queen.

“(Y/N) (Y/N)” called Seth, “Shit…” I scoffed, turning with a fake smile. I’m never happy to see him. He is dangerous in the ring and I think he has the hots for me.

“How’s it going?” He asked.

“Fine, fine…”

“Good…” he said nervously. “How-how’s Liam?” He asked with a small smile.

“Good, today is is first day of Pre-K…” I said, smiling.

“Awe, Pre-K I remember those days…” Seth said.

“You couldn’t children don’t retain memory upon the age of five…” I said, walking past him.

“Liam remembers a lot…” He said, going after me, “He is the smartest boy I know.”

“That’s because Liam is his father…” I said, reminding Seth of the Demon King.

“No, no….Liam is you.” He said, laughing, getting in front of me.

“Seth, I have a meeting to go to discuss the next move for you now as much as I don’t enjoy talking to you I will not enjoy this...please…” I said, placing my hand on his shoulder,

“Don’t make this any harder…” I proceeded to the meeting.

I left Seth standing outside by himself. His eyes never left me. Once he knew I was no longer paying attention to him he went about his way, only to disappear having the entire building shut down to find his ass. Once they found him, he was weak and barely conscious. No one could understand what happened or how it happened. In my gut, I knew what it could been, but I was afraid to ask him.

I approached the gurney with hesitation and looked down at the man, “Seth, Seth…” I whispered. His eyes widen when he saw me, a small smile appeared on his face as his hand tried to reach for mine. For the first time, I could honestly say I was happy to see him like this.

“It’s ok…” I whispered. Seth tried to speak, “Slowly, tell me what happened…” I said softly. Seth struggled to talk to me, but he was taken away before he could. It broke my heart and I felt bad for him.

Finn’s P.O.V

Being a husband, a father, and a wrestler is not easy. I learned this the hard way when Liam turned one. I held the Universal Title for over a two years, and I have already missed his first steps, holding his bottle by himself, and now I missed his first day of school. Now, I find myself constantly juggling fatherhood and my career. When (Y/N) told me she was pregnant, all sense went out of the window. All that mattered was her and the baby. My every waking moment was dedicated to them. Everything slowed down and for awhile I forgot who I was in the ring, I became so delicate, my life became important as I took less risk in the ring.

I waited anxiously to see my boy for the first time in two weeks. The kids were let out and greeted by their parents, Liam came out searching about for me or his mum. Once he saw me, I smiled brightly as he ran to me. I grasped him in my arms. He is so strong. He gets that from me. Liam is my everything.

“You forgive me?” I whispered to him.

“Hm, I’ll forgive you for some ice cream?” He said, batting his eyes. I laughed, that’s his mother, that cunning, multipation.

I got him some ice cream as we drove home from school. Of course I asked him the regular questions that I know I will be asking until he’s seventeen.

How was school…

Do you like your teacher…

Make any new friends…

“Yes…” he said with amusement.

“Oh?” “What’s their name?”

“Fintin just like pop pop!”

“Fintin?!” I said, “Odd name for an American.”

“He’s not American…”

“Oh, Irish?” I smiled, pleasently.

“Um, never asked.” He said, sound unsure.

We pulled up to the house, as Liam ran out of the car, and into the house before I got out of the car. It’s hard to keep up with him. (Y/N) is across the way weeding in the garden she has planted over the years. She seemed deep into her work as I grew closer to her.

“Hey…” I whispered, she jumped giving a “oh…” as she sighed to her relief.

“Did I startled you?”

“Uh, no, did you know Seth is hospitalized?” She said, getting up.

“What? No, what happened? Is he alright?” I asked frantically.

“I don’t know, they put him in the physic ward that’s all I know.” She said, sadly.

“Oh man...Jesus….For what?” I asked.

“They won’t tell us.” She leaned against my chest as I wrapped my arms around her.

“He’ll be alright, I know Seth he is a fighter…” I said, hoping I gave her comfort. She pulled away and nodded as she went inside to tend to Liam.

The sky grew dark with angry clouds and thunder roared in the sky; a storm is coming. Normal for this time of year in Florida, and knowing Liam he is hiding in the ‘Thunder closet.’ I walked inside closing the doors behind me. I went upstairs as the thunder shook the house. I called for Liam in his room, who is already hiding. He curled in his closet with his blanket in hand.

“Now, now my son, thunder can’t hurt us…” I said, picking him up. When Liam is scared he speaks very broken Gaelic to me. Too chatter to put any words together. I rushed downstairs to bring him to (Y/N).

“Now, there my darling we are here now.” (Y/N) cooed with her soft voice. She is very motherly, reminds me of my mum a lot. She patted Liam’s back once the rain came and the thunder stopped. Liam had calm down and fell asleep on the couch in the living room.

“Did Liam tell you about his day?” She asked. “Yeah, he likes everything…” I said.

“Oh, good…” She sighed, she began to make dinner.

“I was afraid I would have to keep him home another year…” She said.

“Did he make any friends?” She asked.

“Yeah, one particular, Finntin?”

She stopped chopping food and turned to me, “Finntin?” I nodded, “Irish?” She asked continuing to chop.

“He wouldn’t say…”

“Huh, irrguardless, I’m happy he made friends today…” She said.

“Yeah, he gets it from me I guess…” I said, yawning.

“Yeah, you are more sociable…”

“How is work?” She asked. I was afraid she was going to ask that. I promised to lose the titles by the end of the year, but it seems I need to hang on to them longer. Ever since I won them, I feel I can protect my family and myself. I’m proving to Balor I can survive without him. (Y/N) wants me to lose them so I could be home a little bit more, I don’t blame her. She feels Balor is long gone and is a distance memory, but after living with the beast for years before her, you have too many dark, evil memories of him.

“Oh, good, good…” I said, simply, picking at my hands. She sighed through her nose, putting the knife down and looking over to me.

“You’re lying, Fergal.”

Now, (Y/N) comes in 3 stages…

First, calling me out on my lies...check.

Next her eyes bug from her sockets they might just fall out...check.

Lastly, her hands clutch her hips tightly...check!

I’m fucked. I sighed, looking down. “It might be to Febuary…” I admitted.

“Finn, you promised you would come home before Christmas…” She said, sternly as she approached me, a hint of pain came from her voice as her eyes looked tenderly at me.

“I know, I know…”

“You had so much success in the past years, what more do you want?” She asked.

“Love, it’s not so simple…” I mumbled. “If it was up to me, I would just retire right there, but I’m still too young to do so.”

“Fine, since I’m younger than you, I’ll take over the title reign and you can play mom and Seth Rollins’ love intrest.” She said, with a slight giggle.

“Oh, come now, you think Seth is really hot for you?” I laughed.

“We don’t need to be the last people on this Earth for him to start repopulating!” She exclaimed.

I laughed even harder, going to her and wrapping my arms around her waist.

“Who do you love?” I whispered to her.

“You, my king.” She cooed kissing my cheek. My hand found my way to the opening over her button down shirt as my hand caressed her beautiful belly. She moaned slightly, titling her head back.

“Who owns this body?” I growled in her ear.

“You…” She said weakly, turning to me and kissed me.

@igobypoet @finnabonthesinnabon @mylittlepartofthegalaxy @finnbealor @echelonfam-30 @tina679 @devitts-brat @soulofaravenheartofawolf @meremaidqueen @calwitch

[jeffhardypics]

[celticwitchgod-blog]

Celtic Pathworking

These are the Gods/Goddesses I will include in my book. It will be a ceremonial magic grimoire dedicated to Celtic-Irish Gods and Goddesses

Celtic Pathworking-Irish

1.     Brighid-Celtic (Irish). One of the triple Goddesses of the Celtic pantheon. She is the daughter of The Dagda, the All Father of the Tuatha de Danann, one of the most ancient people of Northern Europe. Some say there are actually three Brighids; one is in charge of poetry and inspiration; one is in charge of midwifery and healing, and the last is in charge of crafts and smiths.

She probably began as a sun Goddess. According to legend, she was born at sunrise and a tower of flame beamed from her head.

As Goddess of fire and water, she is immortalized by many wells and springs. Most important of her monuments, though, was a shrine at Kildare where there was a perpetual flame burning for Brighid. It was tended by nineteen virgins called the Daughters of the Flame, wearing deep crimson habits and bearing swords. They would not talk to men, nor could men come near the shrine. Her feast is St.Brighids Days in Ireland and is the Pagan Festival of Imbolc

When Christianity began its onset, so loved was Brighid that she was made a saint. However, the upkeep on her flame was considered pagan by the church and it was extinguished out of more than a thousand years of burning. St. Brigit remains one of the most popular Irish saints today, along with Saint Patrick.

Identical to Juno, Queen of Heaven. Symbolizes human potential. Also known as Brigit, Brigid, Brigindo, Bride.

Dark the bitter winter,  cutting its sharpness,  but Bride's mantle,  brings spring to Ireland.

 2.       Morrigan-"The Great Queen". Celtic Goddess of war and death who could take the shape of a crow or raven. Supreme warrior Goddess. She is associated with the sometimes frightening aspects of female energy. Married to the Daghda. She symbolizes the power of fertility, the dark Goddess' prowess, death, war, fate. A shapeshifting war Goddess of sensuality, magic, prophecy, revenge, war. Known as Great Queen, Supreme War Goddess, Queen of Phantoms, and Specter Queen, she kept company with Fea (hateful), Badb (fury), and Macha (battle). Also known as a Triple Goddess form Maiden, Mother and Crone. Variants: Morrigu, Morrighan, Morgan.

3.       Babd Catha-Celtic (Irish) Goddess of war. Mother aspect of the triple Goddess. Symbolizes life, enlightenment, wisdom and inspiration. Sister of Macha, the Morrigan, and Anu, the name of this Goddess means "boiling," "battle raven," and "scald-crow". Known as Cath Bodva in Gaul. A Mother Goddess and Triple Goddess and part of the trio for which Ireland was named including Eriu and Fotia or Fodla, Badb's cauldron boiled with the ever-producing mixture that produced all life. Variants: Badhbh, Badb, Banba

4.     Balor-Celtic. Although he was born with two good eyes, one was ruined in an accident; the eye is so hideous that he only opens it in battle so that its venom will slay whoever is unlucky enough to catch glimpse of it; his daughter marries Cian. Also known as Balor of the Evil Eye.

5.     Bel-Celtic (Irish) Fire and sun God, also God of purification, science, fertility, crops and success. Symbolizes element of fire, health. A sun and fire God closely connected with the Druids and the festival of Beltaine (May 1). Variants: Belenus, Belinos, Beli Mawr (Wales).

6.     Branwen-Celtic (Irish)Goddess of love and beauty. The sister of Bran the Blessed and Manannan mac Lir, daughter of Lir, and wife of the Irish king Matholwch. Died of a broken heart after Bran's death. Known as Venus of the Northern Seas

7.     Cailleach-Celtic (Irish & Scottish) Goddess of disease and plague. A Destroyer, or Crone, Goddess, she was also called "Veiled One". As the Crone, she ruled with the Maiden and the Mother. Monsterous Dogs guarded the gates of her afterworld realm where she received the dead. Celtic myth has her gatekeeper dog named Dormarth "Death's Door". Irish bards who could curse with satire were often called cainte "dog".

8.     Camalus-"Of the Invisible Sword", "Heaven". Celtic God of war and sky. Similar to Mars, only more vicious.

9.     Cernunnos-Celtic God of virility, fertility, life, animals, forests and the underworld. The Horned or Antlered God is born at the winter solstice, marries the Goddess at Beltane, and dies at the summer solstice. He alternates with the Goddess of the moon in ruling over life and death, continuing the cycle of death, rebirth and reincarnation.

Symbolizes element of earth, love, fertility, death the virile male aspect and the dark half of the year. The two fold aspect of the God year with the Greenman or Jack o' the Green being his light aspect. This takes on a similarity to the Oak King and Holly King legend. Leads the wild hunt at Samhain, hence the day best associated with the Dark Lord.

Also A consort to the mother Goddess. Druids knew him as Hu Gadarn, the Honored God. Ancient Celtic images show him seated in a lotus position, naked, with antlers or horns on his head. Christians demonized this benevolent God for easy conversion and is where the image of the Christian devil comes from(Couldn't be further from facts nor truth but alas yet another tragedy of misdeed and "bearing false witness", to quote a commandment).

Animals that were sacred to him: bull, ran, stag, and horned serpents. Variants: Cerowain, Cernenus, Herne the Hunter.

 10. Cyhiraeth -Celtic Goddess of streams, her scream fortells death. Coincides with the Beansidhe or Banshee

11. Dagda-Celtic (Irish) God of the Earth and All Father. He mates with his wife The Morrigan or Raven on the Celtic New Years Eve (Samhain) Also had a secret love of Boann. Also a God of death; the father of Brighid.

A formidable fighter, but a God of simple tastes who dresses in a brown tunic, hooded cape and leather boots. Dagda had a club which could slew nine men with one end, but could bring back life with the other end. He possessed two swine, one of which was perpetually roasting, the other perpetually growing. His other symbols are the bottomless cauldron of plenty and a harp with which he controls the seasons and is the harp that is seen on many Irish flags and symbolizes Ireland to this day(Hehe, Including the signature symbol for Guiness Beer). God of the arts, knowledge, magic, music, prophecy, prosperity, regeneration. Known as the "Good God" and "Lord of the Heavens," he was one of the high kings of the Tuatha De Danaan and had four great palaces under hollow hills.

12. Danu -Celtic (Irish) Goddess, the mother of The Dagda the All father, Creation Goddess, and Mother of the Tuatha de Danaan. Aspect of the Morrigan or Triple Goddess. Considered to have been an early form of Anu, the Universal Mother. Patroness of wizards. Symbolizes rivers, water, wells, prosperity, magick, and wisdom. Tuatha de Danaan literally means Children or Clan of Danu. The Tuatha de Danaan are the Fae folk of Ireland. EXTREMELY potent Goddess form I easily connect with and work very closely with, personally for most of my rituals and castings. Her celebrations were either Beltane and/or Litha (Summer Solstice)

 13. Labraid  Celtic (Irish) God of the underworld. Corresponds with Gwynn Ap Nudd.

Math Mathonwy -Celtic ( Irish & Welsh) God of magick, sorcery, and enchantment. Legend has him as a king who was also a God of enchantment and magick.

14. Myrrdin-Merlin", Celtic (Britania, Irish & Welsh) Sorcerer, Druid, Wizard and Magician. Originally an ancient Welsh Druid, priest of the old religion, and great magician. He was transformed in the later Arthurian sagas. Tradition says he learned his powerful magic from the Goddess in her forms of Morrigan, Viviane, Nimue, and Lady of the Lake. Legend says he now lies sleeping in a hidden crystal cave. Variants: Merddin, Merlyn.

15. Neit-God of Battle

16.   The White Lady-Celtic all Celtic countries; goddess of death and destruction. Called the Dryad of Death and Queen of the Dead, this goddess was a Crone aspect of the Goddess.

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[wrasslin-x]

finnbalorsheelturn Dear WWE Friends: I have not watched any WWE...

They are literally not doing anything with Finn Balor

The Club hasn’t been on for as long as you’ve been gone

Matt is going broken

The shield is shit

Sooooo uh 3 parts WTF THIS IS TOTAL EFFIN BS, and 1 part ‘eh, ok then’...

MY BABE AND BUBBA AND BALD BROTHER. MY JUSTICE CRIME FIGHTERS. 

And Matt.

Sigh.

WWE is still infuriatingly fucked. That’s at least consistent.

[wrestling-and-dank-memes]

Reblog with a tag team/faction you want in wwe add a name tag finisher and whether they are heel or face

I'll give two examples

Members: A.J. Styles and Finn Balor

I just want Finn as part of the the club

Finisher: Styles clash ending in a coup de grace

Heels

Members: Bray Wyatt and Broken Matt Hardy

Name: Abigail's Broken Brilliance

Finisher Twist of Fate into Sister Abigail while Matt shouts delete during the pin