I May Or May Not Have Squealed Through Like 70% Of This. Such A Good Series For The Holidays That I Will

Shayna, don’t rag on Hallmark and ice cream. It’s how us single af people make it through in quarantine.

The awkwardness/clumsiness is honestly so relatable, like damn.

Well that ending was just sugary sweet. Gah, all your fics for this challenge/event/thing are just so damn good!

19.12- clumsy, adam page

Title: clumsy

Theme: holiday party

Fandom / Character(s): Adam Page & a possibly self inserted reader, ahem, cough…

Warnings: uhh… blind dates, reader is… v. awkward. cute fluff comedy thing, kindaish? Oh. There is drinking mentioned briefly, so alcohol tw.

Word Count: my guesstimate is roughly around 1.2k. Maybe sliiightly over.

First of all, full credit for how this actually goes to @wardl0w​ because she was amazing and let me throw reader into this situation that she’d already sort of come up with (if I’m being vague it’s because idk if she’s posted hers already or not at the time you’re reading this and I REFUSE to spoil it for you guys bc its so goood holy shit.) … if that makes sense. I was honestly stumped for a beginning to this, but then we got to talking and… This is what came out. Fair warning here, reader is p. much a self insert. It’s the holidays, damn straight I’m gonna treat myself. Also, yes. Why yes, I am/was this awkward IRL. So.. sorry in advance. This is my attempt at a rom com I guess? This is my entry for the day for @champbucks​ 12 Days of Christmas challenge { @12daysofchristmas​ }.

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Man Roman can fuck RIGHT OFF. I hope Baron kicks his ass. Also, Baron needs to realize he is more than enough for her and that she’s not gonna regret anything with him. He’s a sweet guy and her best friend and he deserves all the love. 

The End of All Things Part 2 | Baron Corbin

Title: The End of All Things, Part 2 (Part 1)

Pairing: Baron Corbin/Reader, Past Roman Reigns/Reader

Summary: “Why didn’t you call me? I would’ve snapped his fuckin’ fingers for touching you. I would’ve caved his fuckin’ face in!”

Word Count: 2,326

Warning: Some physical and verbal abuse, also some stalker-like behavior laced with some threatening 

A/N: I’m tired and half in the bottle, it’s 3:30am and this shit isn’t proof read lolol. I’ll do better next week my beautiful friends and followers! P.S. There will be a third part to this, bless up.

Tagging: @rebelfleur22 and @florenceivy (I wanna apologize to you, hun. I had you written down for Baron and not Finn tags, but I have you written down for both now so I remember!)

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THIS WAS CUTE AS FUCK OH MY GOD

departures

Finn Balor x Reader

content warning: just a lil airport romance if thats your sort of thing

summary: you just needed to stay awake until your connecting flight

With a small sigh, you collapsed into a less than comfortable seat, facing out towards the tarmac. You gripped a cheap styrofoam cup filled with fast food restaurant coffee like it was the last thing that separated you from delirium. Planes landed and planes took off. People came and people left.

The gate was almost completely desolate. A man in a suit was sleeping a few seats away from you, his newspaper neatly resting against his chest. For a moment, you wondered if he had the right idea.

But you couldn’t sleep. You could rest your eyes once you were back on the plane. You plugged your charger into the wall outlet and opened your laptop, pressing “play” on whatever episode of whatever baking show you had last watched.

You felt your eyes grow heavier and heavier as you tried to reason with your internal clock. Maybe you could close your eyes for just a few minutes. Maybe you could even set an alarm, take a half hour nap. You had at least an hour left of your layover so what’s thirty minutes of sleep while you wait?

Before you knew it you were waking up to the sensation of someone gently nudging your arm. You sat upright in a panic, assuming you had missed the boarding for your flight but, when you looked around, the gate was still nearly devoid of people. In front of you, however, stood a man with cropped brown hair, a beard and eyes that seemed concerned that he may have sent you into cardiac arrest.

“Sorry.” He spoke softly but you could catch a hint of an accent in spite of his volume. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just wondering if I could plug my phone into this outlet.”

He pointed towards the sockets in question and you realized your laptop charger had consumed both available openings.

“Shit, yeah. Sorry about that.”

You leaned over and, in a less than graceful fashion, balancing your laptop on your legs, you pulled your charger free and relocated it so it was taking up less room.

“Thanks. This flight is going to be hours and I’d rather not end up without my phone.” A little laugh followed his words, causing you to smile a sleepy sort of grin. “I really didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No, no. It’s okay. I needed a wake up call anyways.”

The man sat on the ground where his phone charged, his legs criss crossed, his arms stretched out behind him. He looked out the windows towards the planes, his cold blue eyes almost wistful as he followed the winged metal tubes as they ascended into the sky and descended towards the ground.

The silence was strangely peaceful as you looked on in the same direction as him. A sense of calm awakeness filled the air as you got used to your new neighbor.

“So, where are you going?” You asked.

It took him a moment to register your voice in his head and you worried that maybe he wasn’t waiting for more conversation.

“Uh, I’m headed to Dublin for a little vacation.”

“Oh! Were you on the flight from Miami?”

His eyes lit up as if that flight hadn’t been filled with hundreds of passengers.

“Yeah! That turbulence at the end. I thought we were going down.”

He laughed again as he looked at his feet and you felt your heart flutter slightly. Maybe it was the lack of sleep or the jet lag but there was something about the way his smile lingered on his face, as if he were still replaying his words in his head, that threatened to make you feel like a blushing schoolgirl.

He looked up to you, his eyes studying you before he finally spoke.

“So are you headed to Dublin too?”

You nodded. “For a week.”

“Anything special planned?”

“Uh, well, I’ve got family out there that I haven’t seen since I was young.”

You had planned this trip for a year and, while it was partially to see the relatives you had been separated from for so long, you had also hoped to do some sort of soul searching. Life back in Florida had become something akin to a mess and you felt it was time for a hard reset.

You looked at him and he looked up at you. A small grin crossed his face, his eyes turning into slivers behind his cheeks. A hot blush burned over your cheeks as you looked away.

“I’m Finn, by the way.”

He held out his hand to you and you shook it. A spark danced over your skin and you hoped he felt it too. When his eyes ran down your arm to where your palms met you thought maybe he had.

“It’s nice to meet you, Finn.”

He held on for just a moment too long before drawing his arm back in and shaking his head.

“Sorry, I feel bad that I’ve kind of intruded on your morning.”

He moved to stand and your brain panicked, suddenly desperate to keep him by your side.

“Oh, no!” You placed your hand on his shoulder, a warm smile greeting his suddenly shy face. “You’re fine. I’m enjoying your company. It’s keeping me awake, which is more than I can say for this coffee.”

“You sure? I can sit somewhere else while I wait.”

“I promise. If you annoy me I’ll tell you.”

He paused as if he had to think hard about your words before sitting back down.

“Here,” you slid over a seat, dragging your laptop’s charging cord with you. “I’ll even let you have a seat of your own. God only knows what’s been on these floors.”

Finn sat himself down as if he were experiencing chairs for the first time. The sun was beginning to rise past the horizon and a ray caught onto his face, illuminating his features, the way his beard moved as he dragged his fingers through it nervously.

He then turned to you, a warm expression drifting over his face.

“What’re you watching?” He pointed to your laptop, the screen dim now but still vaguely discernible.

“I’m not sure. I fell asleep on the plane and woke up to this baking competition.” You traced your finger down the side of your laptop, unsure what to say next. “Would you… would you want to watch with me? We still have time before boarding is supposed to begin.”

He hesitated before nodding slowly, as though he wasn’t aware what the correct answer was.

And so that’s exactly what you did. You played the episode and he laughed at the dramatic editing and you thought about how he smelled like September leaves and crisp air and that feeling you get when you walk inside after a cold day.

Eventually, much to your embarrassment, you felt that same gentle hand nudging you awake.

You had fallen asleep on his shoulder and when you woke the gate was brimming with patiently waiting passengers, ready to board. You squinted past the rays of sun that had risen up past the horizon and the skyline. When you turned to Finn you saw him looking down at you, an amused grin on his face.

“Good morning.” He chimed

“Sorry.” You replied sheepishly. “Guess I had that on on the plane for a reason.”

The flight attendant announced the first boarding class and you quickly took your laptop back, coiling the charging cord up into a neat circle. Finn took his phone and stood, stretching his arms over his head. As he returned to a normal posture he held a hand out to you, helping you from your seat.

“So, I don’t know if you’ll have a lot of time but I’d be happy to show you around while you’re over in Dublin.” He offered, his hands shoved into his pockets and his shoulders lifted towards his ears.

You considered his words carefully. You had only just met him but something drew you closer and closer with every passing moment. And so you nodded, agreeing to the suggestion.

They called the next class to board and Finn grabbed his belongings. Before taking the first step towards the boarding area, he faced you, his body close enough for you to feel his aura prickling your skin.

“It was nice to meet you.” He spoke quietly.

“I hope I’ll see you again.”

He gave your arm a quick squeeze before finally beginning to walk away. Something stopped him though. He paused in his tracks and stood still before turning back to you.

“I don’t think I got your name.” He called out.

“I’ll tell you when the plane lands.”

1) Don’t think I didn’t see that in the tags about having more Hangman fics!

2) OH MY GOD HE’S GONNA BE A STRIPPER.

3) Bro Kenny the bartender was not something I knew I needed in my life. Now I want even more of it. Also, I reaaaaaally want a pomegranate margarita.

4) I really thought his stage name was gonna be “The Hungman”. This thought also made me giggle like an idiot for about 30 seconds. 

5) CALLED IT

6) Of course Mox is the bouncer. I love it.

7) Kenny’s really cementing his place as an all-time great bro. Trying to get her laid, making her front and center for the hottest male dancer, getting her to dance and let loose a little. All just fantastic.

8) A Baby Shark routine? I’m dead.

9) I’m just gonna cover all the bases with the “adult situations” and say: goddamn that was hot.

10) YES MOX DECKED HIS ASS!!!!!!

11) Ugh that was all so good. I’m so glad you mentioned that you had more stories!

Save a Horse,Ride a Cowboy

Author’s Note: So this time we’re blaming @doedreamss​ who started this all with their post BUT we’re also blaming @snarkandsarcasmwrites​ and @heelsamizayn​ for encouraging me!

Pairing: Stripper!Hangman x Reader

Warnings: Filthy smut,little fluff,little angst in the beginning.

Tag List: @snarkandsarcasmwrites​ @heelsamizayn​ @doedreamss​ @robwiethoff​ @vonschweetz​ @reigns420​

Gif credit goes to the amazing @robwiethoff​. This is not my gif!

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God, your writing is so good. And I’m a massive sucker for some good ol hurt/comfort. Thanks for writing and sharing this!

Motives

Pairing:  Jay White x Fem Reader

Summary: (For the sake of this fic, Kenny Omega is a part of the Bullet club and an active member, just an FYI) (Also, my first time writing for Jay so I hope I did well!)

As the leader of the famous Bullet Club, the reader has a lot on her shoulders and a lot on her plate. After being attacked and injured by a mysterious attacker, she puts her best friend, Jay White, in charge of the club while she’s recovering, but he immediately shocks everyone when he confronts Kenny Omega after Slammiversary. No one knows why, which makes the reader panic, but Jay lets her know there’s a good reason behind it…

Warnings:  Flashback that includes an injury (That’s about it)

Requested by:  No one (But I hope you all enjoy!))

Word Count:  3397

Tag List: @demonqueen29​ @jessiebean00​ @new-zealand-chic​ @crowleysqueenofhell​ @justamess44​ @thatpanpal​ @hungmanhorsecarriage​ @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch​  @linziland13​ @xxx-jazz-xxx​ @writtingrose​

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1) Baron’s scent marking 😂What a little shit

2) Of course Dolos cares, he’s already trying to hook up with Carman in the next life.

3) He actually put her on Triple H’s throne. Finn and Balor should get along and work together like this more often. I kinda love the theatric. And the “promiscuous” nature, as Carman called it.

4) Leather pants and sheer overlay are very badass, thank you very much.

5) WAIT WHAT

6) BARON CAN’T HAVE WON WTF

7) Ooooh, gotcha. Kinda love this version more than if Finn just won straight out. 

8) And he got actual thrones. God, I love it.

9) Yay! Everyone gets along now! And I fully agree Dolos has to keep Balor in check. he is still a demon, after all.

10) Ugh, and that ending *chef’s kiss*

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SERIES SO FUCKING MUCH I DON”T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND. It was an interesting concept from the start, but what you did with it was even more than I ever imagined. I can’t even verbalize what I think about it (I am DEFINITELY not a writer) except to just keep sayin I love it, and I can never thank you enough for choosing to share this with all of us. I’m undoubtedly gonna reread this again, maybe a third time, maybe a couple hundred more times after that. I just love how you wrote everyone, their characters were all so interesting, especially with the supernatural and mythology thrown in there. Basically, this is the best thing I’ve read in a long time and you are so fucking talented.

Devil In Me Final | Finn Bálor

Title: Devil In Me Final (Part 9)

Pairing: Finn Bálor/Reader

Summary: It is my only wish for us. Happiness, true happiness in its purest form is something I am not accustomed to. I would love to know it.

Word Count: 5,605

A/N: Thanks for the literal two-year journey of this entire series. It took me a long time to get here after getting the desire to write it again! I do hope the wait was worth it.

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Oh my god this was so soft I can’t. Finn was such a sweetheart, and the legos were even more precious. I love how you write the accent, too. I’ve had a kinda shit day and this was exactly what I needed. Thanks so much for writing and sharing this!

The Little Things | Finn Bálor

Title: The Little Things

Pairing: Finn Bálor/reader

Summary: “Do you ever think about the little things?”

Word Count: 3,035

Warning: I don’t think I should be warning you, but it’s about Finn so good luck regardless lol

Tagging: @rebelfleur22 @florenceivy @swedish-strong-style

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Chuck and Trent are little shits, but you can’t be mad at what it lead to!

Sexy Malfunctions

Pairing:  Orange Cassidy x Fem Reader

Summary: While enjoying a summer day with her best friends, The Best Friends, the reader doesn’t expect something as little as a broken clasp to throw off her day, but this little malfunction turns out to be a good time when it happens in front of someone she already had feelings for,  Orange Cassidy…

Warnings:  SMUT (18+ ONLY!!)

Requested by:  No one (But I hope you all enjoy!)

Word Count:  2123

Tag List: @demonqueen29​ @jessiebean00​ @new-zealand-chic​ @crowleysqueenofhell​ @justamess44​ @thatpanpal​ @hungmanhorsecarriage​ @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch​  @linziland13​ @xxx-jazz-xxx​ @writtingrose​

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If you’re a sap then I’m a sap cause I loved this every step of the way. The way you showed how they became friends, the fact that HE FUCKING KNEW ABOUT THE PHONE, the confessions. Gah! It was all so damn good! Thank you!

Broke

Fandom: WWE/CZW

Pairing: Jon Moxley/Female Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Thirst Party Saturday ho! I make no apologies for this, as is my custom. Tagging @toxiicpop, @oraclegazes and YOU KNOW IT, @hardcorewwetrash! Enjoy!

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Ok, dick move, Page, but also this 100% fits his MO lately. Never good enough, why let them hurt me first mentality. Thank fuck he realized at the end there. This part was fantastic too!

Delicate Creatures Part 2

Hangman Adam Page x OC

Rated E for everyone

Requested by anon, “Hey can I ask for  8. “I’m sorry I’m not what you signed up for.” and 13. “You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.” with Adam Page. Please and Thank You ”

OC refuses to believe her time with Adam was a one night fling. Angsty, just the way we like it.

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The Next morning…

Rolling over I was expecting to wrap my legs and arms around Adam and I was met with an empty bed. Sitting up and opening my eyes I was hoping he was just in the washroom, but looking down on the floor all of his stuff was gone.

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