A/N: I'm not sure if it was smut you wanted or not anon but that's the path I ended up taking with this (I'm so sorry lmao)
Title: Friendly Competition
Pairing: Damian Priest x AFAB!Reader x Finn Balor
Word Count: 1,650
Warnings: Smut, swears
Damian and Finn stare at each other in the heat of the moment, as though theyâre simultaneously trying to register that this is happening and that theyâve both agreed to even go through with this with you tonight. To tell the truth, though, you have been rather sly with it all as the weeks, even months have gone by.
Youâve known all too well that both men have had their eye on you for a while now - just as youâve been wanting both of them, too - and youâve had them both eating out of the palm of your hand with every lingering touch, passing flirtatious comment, and fuck-me gaze youâve respectively thrown their way thatâs eventually led up to this moment.
The energy in the room right now is electric, a mixture of lust and pure excitement fizzling in the air. Damian and Finn both stand before you, stripped down to their boxers while youâre laying back on the bed in your own underwear, propping yourself up on your elbows as you look on at them both with a self-satisfied smirk on your lips as you revel in every single second of it.
Thereâs nothing wrong with a bit of friendly competition if it comes down to that, right?
âOh, come on. Donât look so nervous!â you giggle and lick your lips whilst ogling the two men in front of you, âNothing we say or do leaves this room. Promise.â
You turn serious when you tell them the latter, and they can both sense the sincerity in your voice as they give each other a knowing glance followed by a nod of affirmation. They both still seem somewhat uncertain, probably more worried about their friendship drastically altering once the dust settles after this encounter, but their bodies react in a way that sends across a different message altogether.
You can see the outlines of their cocks through their boxers, both rock solid and begging to be freed, and knowing that itâs you thatâs gotten them this worked up is enough in itself to make your pussy twitch and throb in anticipation.
âIâm serious, man,â Damian gives Finn a pointed stare, âIf you ever try talking to me about this-â
âI wonât! Câmon, weâll never speak of it. Never leaves this room.â
Finn reassures his friend, and after deciding theyâve wasted more than enough time when youâre sitting there half naked and waiting for them to make a move, they finally take the initiative and kick things off.
Any remaining apprehension seems to have now dissipated, with Damian smirking and sliding his boxers down while Finn mimics this. Both men are now fully exposed, their erect cocks standing at full attention to press against their stomachs while your gaze flits between them both, not knowing which one to focus on more.
Finn is the first to close the distance between you, pacing over to the bed to join you as he gently nudges you back to lay flat on the sheets. He towers over you, reaching out for you as he slides a calloused hand over a bra-clad breast and leans in to kiss and nip at your neck, earning a soft gasp and groan from you at the sensation.
Damian, however, is quick enough to sink to his knees at the foot of the bed, turning his attention to tugging your panties down and discarding them off to one side before heâs nudging your legs apart to expose your already glistening pussy to him.
He buries his face between your legs, flicking your clit with his tongue while Finnâs lips trail along your jawline before they meet your own for a passionate kiss. Damianâs skillful tongue finds a rhythm that soon has you panting, and Finn earns a moan from you in response when he tugs your bra down with one hand to free your tits and brush his thumb over your nipple.
âHowâs that feel, hm?â Finn momentarily breaks the kiss to purr in your ear, âHe makinâ you feel good?â
Words fail you in this moment, and you simply whimper in hopes of it being perceived as one of a positive response to Finnâs question despite the fact it may have only been rhetorical to begin with.
The room is filled with the wet sounds of your combined exploration, your moans and their grunts and growls mingling in an erotic symphony. Damian continues to lap up every last drop of your essence, leaving you writhing in Finnâs arms where you lay on the bed, but it isnât until you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the precipice of your orgasm that Damian abruptly halts his ministrations altogether and rises back to his feet to stand at full height.
You whine at the sudden loss of contact, agitated that heâd ripped your sweet release away from you when you were right there, but youâre very quick to forgive and forget when clarity hits you and you lock eyes with Damian.
âNot yet, baby. Wanna feel you cum around my cock instead.â
Damian is quick to placate you. He stands before you, his thick cock in his hand, stroking himself while he gives Finn a silent nod of the head. Finn seemingly understands the signal, and he pulls away from you, repositioning himself to kneel in front of you on the bed instead.
Finn gently pulls you up, repositioning you on all fours on the bed instead. He laces his fingers through your hair with one hand, giving it a gentle tug to angle your head and force you to gaze up at him while his other hand languidly strokes his cock.
âGo on, suck it.â
He commands, his voice thick with need. You donât hesitate in wrapping your lips around the head, suckling lightly at first before you start taking him deeper, eager to please him, and you definitely deliver. Finn groans and keeps his fingers in your hair, lightly encouraging you to take even more of him while he subtly thrusts into your mouth and mutters out strings of praises that you donât quite catch.
âYou ready, baby? Gonna put it in now, okay?â
Damian asks from behind you, stepping forward with his cock in his hand before rubbing the head along your folds, now glistening from your juices, and lining himself up at your entrance. Heâs still watching you with Finn, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of your head bobbing up and down his length, taking him in and out of your mouth.
Finnâs eyes meet Damianâs momentarily as the two men look up at the same time, the fierce desire in each manâs eyes only serving to fuel their respective anticipation. Damian pushes into you with one swift motion, burying himself to the hilt with a deep moan.
Albeit muffled, a whine escapes you, the sensation of being filled by both men in different ways overwhelming you. Finnâs hand tightens in your hair, pulling you further down on his cock while Damian takes you from behind, both menâs groans of pleasure mingling with your own increasingly desperate moans.
You can barely take it much longer, trailing one hand between your legs to rub at your clit while the other darts between the bed and Finnâs thigh in an attempt to keep yourself upright. Tears of sheer bliss begin to streak your cheeks as the duo find a brutal rhythm, their lust only escalating as they completely lose themselves in the pleasure.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as Damian relentlessly fucks you from behind, and your fingers dig into Finnâs thighs while you gag around his cock. Your nimble fingers rub deft circles around your clit, desperately willing yourself to tip over the edge at long last.
Damian feels it, too. He knows how close you are, and it only makes him fuck into you even harder, his movements more aggressive in his attempt to get you exactly where you want and need to be.
âOh, you gonna cum?â Finn pants out, âTap or squeeze my thigh twice if youâre gonna cum, yeah?â
He asks, and not even a full second passes by before youâre fulfilling his request. This only fuels Finn more, his own thrusts growing erratic as the head of his cock bumps the back of your throat repeatedly to elicit even more audible gags from you.
Itâs all too much for you. The coil within you finally snaps, giving you quite possibly the most intense orgasm you can recall experiencing. Your walls clench and convulse around Damianâs cock while your cries of pure ecstasy are muffled by Finnâs, your eyes screw shut and you see nothing but hot, white light as you ride out your orgasm.
The feeling of you vice-gripping Damianâs cock is all it takes for him. He cums with a guttural groan, slumping himself over your back but stopping you from taking the brunt of the weight at the same time as he spills himself inside you, while Finnâs hot seed coats the back of your throat while his cock twitches and pulses in your mouth when he finally hits his peak, and you do him the courtesy of swallowing every last drop.
You slump forward slightly, barely catching your balance as you begin coming down from your high, withdrawing your mouth from Finnâs cock to finally catch your breath properly. Damian pulls out of you, slipping off to the side to collapse onto the bed to your left. Finn slumps back towards the headboard, both men'sâ breathing ragged as they take a well deserved breather before you all clean up.
Though youâre all breathless and spent right now, too exhausted to fully register whatâs transpired, one thing is certain - though nothing said and done will ever leave this room, itâs certainly not an evening any of you will soon forget.
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Being Luke Skywalkerâs Daughter would include...
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Being Luke Skywalkerâs Daughter would include...
+ Iâd like to think that you are a little older than Ben, but not by so much so maybe just like year or two or even a couple of months
+ your mom left you and Luke when you were little (i actually donât know what happened to Lukeâs S/O, iâm making something up)
+ Since your mom left, Luke enlisted Han and Leiaâs help to raise you
+ It was all goodÂ
+ When Ben was born, you were so excited and loved having him aroundÂ
+ And when you guys were a bit older, Ben looked up to you
+ You both are basically best friends
+ Carrying on
+ Besides Leia, Han and Ben, you and your dad where on your own
+ You two were close
+ Having light saber fights with stick you find on the ground
+ Having girl talks with Aunt Leia
+ So you and Ben go training with Luke at the same time
+ But your dad had still been teaching you about the ways of the force and the Jedi since you were a little kid, so you were more advanced
+ When you and Ben go build your light sabers, his is the classic blue and yours is a stunning purple
+ Training and learning the ways of the Jedi would be the most fun
+ I think that Luke would be a strict teacher but like would have a soft spot/ make an exception for you and Ben, but still teach you well
+ Since your older than Ben, you complete your training earlier, gaining the rank of Jedi Knight
+ (Luke was emotional)
+ You help your dad train the students
+ And you also help Ben train extra after a day of lessonsÂ
+ Due to this, you were the first one to see Ben become more and more aggressive
+ You confront him about it, but he tells you its nothing
+ You also tell your dad about it
+ He grows increasingly worried too
+ Your discussing this same thing with your dad the day Ben sets fire to the Jedi Temple
+ He tells you to grab as much stuff of yours and his as you can and run, run and run until you canât see the the temple anymore
+ You give him a hug and take off
+ You eventually make your way back to Han and Leiaâs place and tell them what happenedÂ
+ Leia somehow already felt it, but Han is distraught
+ You move in with them
+ You comforted Leia when he left, and helped her start The Resistance
+ You miss your father, but keep strong because it what he wouldâve wanted
+ You became her second in command
+ You also led your own Squadron, Green SquadronÂ
+ You accompany Poe, who was your best friend at this point, on the mission to find the map that led to your dad, on Jakku
+ Unluckily, both you and Poe get captured by the First Order
+ While your both being tortured for information
+ You feel an awkward sense of familiarity around Kylo Ren
+ When he took his mask off, you gaspedÂ
+ It was Ben
+ He talks to you softer than he does to Poe, though still with a rather harsh tone, still sort of looking up to you after all these years
+ Poe and you are rescued by an FN-2187, a storm trooper who wants to refuse the First Orderâs demands and help you two escape
+ You all cram yourself into a TIE fighter, with FN and Poe flying the thing while you controlled the main gunsÂ
+Â âWhatâs your name, trooper?â you asked him
+ âFN-2187âł he answered âThe only name they ever gave meâ he said with a slight smile, while still flying the ship precisely
+ âWell we donât like that.â said Poe. âHow about Finn?âÂ
+ âI like that!â Finn said âWhat about you guys?â
+Â âIâm Y/N, this is Poeâ you said
+Â âNice to meet you Finn!â Poe said
+ âNice to meet you too, guys!â
+ Unfortunately, the TIE crashes on Jakku
+ You and Poe wake up at the same time, but there is no sight of Finn for miles
+ You both come to the conclusion that heâs gone
+ And thankful for him to help you guys escape
+ You were able to get a ship and return to The Resistance
+ Leia was glad to have you guys back, her best pilots
+ When Maz calls for help on Takodana, you and Poe are the first ones to volunteer your squadronsÂ
+ And you go, where is fortunately where you find Finn again, and reunite with Finn, in a hug
+ Finn gives vital information to the Resistance, and they plan out the way to rescue Rey and destroy The Finalizer
+ When the mission is done, Rey approaches you with the news of her going to find your dad
+ You were training in the forest with your light saber
+ When you hear her voice âY/N? Y/N Skywalker?â
+ You freeze up and turn around to face her
+ You turn of the sharp purple blade and answer âYes? You must be Reyâ you finished, shaking her hand
+Â âI wanted to ask you to come with me to find your father. You know the mission?â
+Â âOf course IÂ knowâ she backs away
+ you sigh âBut Iâll go. I need to see him againâ
+ You say your goodbyes to Poe and Finn, although heâs in a comaÂ
+ You give one last goodbye to your Aunt Leia
+Â âBring him home, Y/N. He is the only one who may be able to save Ben.â
+Â â I will Aunt Leia. I promise Iâll try.â
+ She gives you a kiss on your forehead
+ And you leave with Rey, to find your dad
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Hi, it's me again. I might be on a HC request train for a few days as I need something to keep me occupied next week. ^.^ Would you be able to write being tempted by Demon Finn to give up everything you have, but to get all your deepest desires (including him đ) in return???? If so, thank you kindly!
Being tempted by Demon!Finn to give up everything you have, but to get all your deepest desires, including him, in return
Youâre a tough nut to crack
It takes a great deal of convincing
It gets slightly frustrating for him, actually
Finnâs offering you everything you could possibly want
So he doesnât get why you wonât take the bait
Until it hits him like a ton of bricks
â...Ah. I know exactly what else you want.â
Youâre genuinely confused
Heâs moving closer to you, staring you down
And he looks so damn smug about it
âYou want me, donât you? That it?â
You turn approximately fifteen different shades of red and pink at that
And thatâs when he knows heâs right
He definitely preys on this revelation
Subtle touches and brushing his lips against your ear
Heâs determined to make you cave in
âThink about all the fun we could have, hm? Iâd be all yours. Youâd have everything you want.â
You weigh your options up
And you donât know what comes over you, but you finally cave
Hey, I'd love to see you do headcanons for confronting Demon Finn. I always look forward to your posts
Thank you!!
I listened to Heartbeat Away by Stone Broken while I wrote these!
Confronting Demon!Finn
Youâve had enough of shying away from Finn
He knows he at least has some kind of leverage and control over you
Even though youâd left him behind long ago
But youâre not sure if he knows you still somewhat fear him
Or feared, rather
Youâre done with backing down and turning the other way when heâs near
Today is the day youâll face up to him and tell him no more
When you march right up to him, he looks surprised
But heâs still smug
âAh, what can I do for you?â
Finnâs smirking right down at you with his arms crossed
Heâs trying to intimidate you, but itâs not working
And so, you Snap
âCut the bullshit. You have nothing on me, not anymore.â
You stand up tall and glower at him
And heâs visibly taken aback by it
âIâm not afraid of you. Youâd better not stand in my way from now on.â
He goes to speak, but you donât let him get another word out
You even hold a hand up to silence him
âYouâre just a beast without a spine. Donât even try defending yourself or bringing me down. Iâve said all I have to say. Goodbye, for good this time.â
A/N: Iâve decided to try branching out a little more, so have a Finn fic!
Pairing: Finn BĂĄlor x Reader
Word Count: 1,400
Summary: After several months apart, Finn plans a night in for you both, but he has another plan behind it all...
Finnâs back home for a few days after being on the road for months on end, and heâs insisted on making dinner for you both this evening. At first, you questioned it. You canât recall him making dinner from scratch like this before, but thatâs probably down to the fact that heâs a very busy man. But, you canât complain. Heâs made your favourite dinner, and heâs even gone to the trouble of properly setting the table, lighting candles, and even playing some background music for you both. Itâs very...romantic, to say the least.
âYou know...you never mentioned you were this good of a cook. Finn BĂĄlor, you dark horse.â
You chuckle, flashing a smile at your boyfriend while you continue to dig into your dinner. Finn simply smiles and shrugs, momentarily setting his cutlery down on his plate to take a swig of his drink thatâs currently sitting in a glass on the table cloth.
âWhat can I say, sweetheart? âm a man âa many talents.â
Finn hums, catching your eye, and despite there being only candlelight illuminating the room, you notice a certain gleam in his eyes. You smirk, earning a wink and a raise of the glass from him when he sees that the penny has finally dropped with you. In response, you raise your own glass, outstretching your arm across the table to him. Then, Finn mirrors the gesture.
âMay as well call for a toast, right?â
You hum, smiling. Finn gives you a brief nod, and both your glasses chime when he gently clinks his against your own. Before you can proceed with proposing a toast, Finn beats you to it, and he does so with a grin.
âTo beinâ reunited, even if sâonly for a few days. To us.â
Saying cheers, you both drink in comfortable silence, save for the background music. You pay more attention to everything this time around, and you think about all the trouble heâs clearly gone to in order to plan this all out.
You had no idea that heâd gone food shopping yesterday when youâd gone to meet a friend for lunch, and it was obvious that heâd quickly got to work with the cooking and every other detail when youâd gone out to run a few quick errands earlier today. You arenât complaining. Absolutely not. You love that heâs planned something so nice out for you both, but you still canât help but wonder why, even now.
â...Babe? Can I ask you something?â
Setting your glass down, you cast him a smile from across the round table, only to offer him some form of reassurance that itâs nothing for him to worry about. Though heâs bemused, Finn nods and sets his own glass down, then, he props his elbows up on the table, tenting his fingers and resting his hands against his chin.
ââCourse ya can.â he smiles, âSomethinâ on your mind?â
âI was just wondering...what made you want to set this all up? Donât get me wrong, I love that you did, but...whatâs the occas-...oh my god, did I forget our anniversary or something? Shit! No, I canât have-â
As you trail off, Finn laughs a little. So, thatâs some sort of relief. Heâs not upset, so you clearly didnât forget your anniversary, and you know you havenât forgotten his birthday. Youâre still completely clueless, so you give him the opportunity to offer you some idea.
ââYa didnât forget anythinâ! I jusâ did it âcause I just wanted to treat ya. Sânot often I get the chance tâ cook for ya, so...tâought Iâd make the most of it.â
Finn smiles and leans back in his chair, growing quiet for a moment. Youâre smiling at what heâs just said, but you can tell thereâs something else on his mind. Though, you wait and see if he speaks up to address it first, so you donât try prying it out of him.
Now, youâre seriously confused. If you didnât forget an anniversary, and itâs neither of your birthdays...whatâs he got in mind here? You nod, straightening up in your seat, and you will him to continue.
â...Oh? What is it?â
You ask, and Finn clears his throat, though he doesnât speak for another moment or two. He appears to be mulling something over, and no matter how badly you want him to speak his mind already, you wait patiently, despite the knots that begin to form in the pit of your stomach.
Finally, Finn smiles, and he slides the palm of his hand across the table, stopping an inch or so short of yours. Then, he slips his hand over yours, and he gives it a light squeeze, and you perceive it as one of reassurance that this is nothing bad, only positive.
â...I love ya. I donât get ta tell ya enough, âleast not like this, anyway. Not face ta face, yâknow?â Finn smiles, and he gives your hand another squeeze, but slightly tighter this time, âBut Iâm not done. I got way more I wanna tell ya!â
You chuckle at that, and already, you feel yourself growing emotional. Sappy texts, voicemails, and phone calls from him are one thing, but Finn getting sappy right before your very eyes? Your heart canât handle it.
â(Y/N), before we met, I tâought I had everythinâ I could ever want. But I was wrong.â
Finn pauses. Then, his soft gaze meet yours, and he lightly strokes his thumb over the top of your hand. He sighs, contentedly, and you canât contain the smile thatâs bubbling on your lips for much longer.
âI didnât have you.â Finnâs other hand makes its way across the table, taking hold of your free one, âAnâ I know sânot easy witâ me beinâ on the road a lot, but now I know what life is like witâ ya, how can I do anythinâ other than spend the rest of it by your side?â
He studies your reaction for any sign of his words dawning on you, and, surely enough, heâs met with an expression of pleasant surprise on your behalf while you replay the words over and over again in your head.
At first, youâre sure itâs wishful thinking. A dream, even. But the sight of Finn slowly raising up out of chair, fishing something out of his pants pocket, and propping himself down on one knee right in front of you, that tells you that, yes, itâs very real.
âYouâre the most beautiful, most intelligent, funniest person I know. Youâre my today, my tomorrow, my yesterday, anâ my forever.â
Now, youâre getting misty eyed, and he hasnât even popped the question yet. You donât even attempt to blink back tears. When they threaten to spill, you simply allow it, and when you speak, your voice is merely a whisper.
âFinn, ask me.â
â(Y/N) (Y/L/N), would ya make me the happiest man alive? Will ya marry me?â
He asks, opening up the small box he holds in his palm to reveal a rather impressive - not to mention expensive - looking ring. Youâre no expert, but judging by the look of it, you want to say that itâs a platinum band. You arenât sure precisely how many carats, but you do know that itâs arguably one of the most beautiful pieces of jewelry youâve ever seen.
Crying tears of sheer happiness, you push your chair back and drop to your knees, unable to nod your head fast enough to get your answer across to him. Finn gently raises his hand to your face to brush the tears away, then, he pulls you in for a tender kiss that lasts until you both absolutely have to draw back for some air.
You giggle to yourself, and you cast your eyes downwards to look at your hand while heâs slipping the ring onto your finger. Finn flashes you a megawatt smile, and you mirror him, not letting the smile fade, even when your cheeks begin to hurt.
âSoâŠâm takinâ it thatâs a âyesâ?â
Finn asks, and you nodd, framing his face with your hands while you go to pull him in for yet another kiss.
"I couldnât turn down those blue eyes, could I?â you giggle, then, you affirm, â...Yes. That was a thousand times yes.â
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Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Finn Balor x Male!Reader named Max(if you don't gay imagines then a female!reader will be fine) where Max wakes up and looks at finn and caresses his face and it can be all fluffy and shit, then they go to the NXT Preformance Centre on the draft night where finn gets drafted straight up to the main roster from NXT and they celebrate in their own way (you can make the celebration however you like)
Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader
Word Count: 665
Stirring into consciousness, you groggily roll over to face your boyfriendâs side of the bed. Heâs still currently sound asleep, and you smile to yourself as you admire the view. He looks so at peace, soâŠangelic, even. Cautious not to wake him, you gently raise a hand to reach out and gently touch his face, grazing your thumb along his cheekbone.
ââŠâm awake.â
Finn mumbles after a moment or two. He reassures you that you hadnât woken him up, scooting closer to you once his eyes are open and heâs woken up a little. You smile and chuckle at the way dark tufts of hair stand out like soft spikes on the side of his head, and even though you know itâs doomed to fail, you attempt to smooth them down regardless.
âMorning, handsome.â you hum, going in to softly peck him on the lips, âLooks like somebody slept well.â
Finn chuckles and nods a little, being the one to initiate a kiss between you both this time around once he stretches and groans.
âLike a baby, actually.â he sighs and directs a smile towards you, âCâmon, weâd better get up. Draft night tonight.â
With that, Finn sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed, and you prop yourself up on an elbow, laying on your side as you look him up and down. You felt so lucky. So proud that you were able to call him yours. And the best part of it all? You had no qualms that he felt the exact same way towards you.
Once you two had gone about your day, beginning with breakfast, then gymming it together, along with other activities in between, you two were making your way to the NXT Performance Center. Tonight was something huge for both Finn and yourself. Huge for him, because heâd be finding out if heâd made the main roster or not, and huge for you, becauseâŠwell, youâre his biggest supporter. Everything he was feeling while he was waiting around, you were feeling, too. All of the nerves, mixed with a dash of excitement. While you sit around and wait for names to be called out, you clutch onto Finnâs hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
âWhatever happens, Iâm so proud of you.â you tell him, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek, âYouâve been busting your ass for this. You deserve it.â
He flashes you a smile, but heâs visibly uncertain, and you donât like this look on him. At all. You go to give him more words of encouragement and reassurance, but there is total silence throughout the room. This is it. The moment of truth.
âFinn Balor! Youâre going to Monday Night Raw!â
Cheers fill the room, and Finn releases his hold on your hand to leap up out of his seat, throwing his fist up in the air in victory. You soon find yourself up on your feet, too, joining him in celebrating. Finn pulls you into a tight embrace before he kisses you, beaming and chuckling against your lips in delight.
âSee? Told you!â you laugh when he pulls back, âYou deserve this!â
Finn grins in response, basking in the âyou deserve it!â chants filling the room that sound from his fellow superstars, and he smiles to you sweetly.
âYouâve done nothing but support me and encourage me the whole way.â he cups your face and barely whispers, âThank you. For everything. I love ya.â
âI love you, too.â you beam, closing the distance between your lips and his, kissing him tenderly, âAndâŠyou know, I kind of took a chance on making dinner reservations for us both in advanceâŠâ
You grin sheepishly, and Finn chuckles whilst rolling his eyes at you.
âOh, of course ya would.â
He smiles, and you hum and shrug.
âListen, I was so sure weâd be celebrating tonight! Come on, letâs go back and get dressed once weâre finished up here. Iâm spoiling you tonight. All night.â
synopsis: finn and reader play along with BMO's role-play and end up getting captured before finn can confess his feelings.
âAre you sure I have to wear this dress, BMO?â I question, looking down at the long F/C dress adorning my body. âOf course, Y/N! How else would you become THE Princess Cottontail?â He says, grabbing a small plastic tiara and handing it to me. âYou canât forget the crown either! Itâs what makes a princess.â I gently take the tiara from him and place it on my head. âNot what I usually go for, but it isnât too shabby.â
BMO had asked me and Finn (more like bribed us with sentient sammiches) to roleplay as a fearsome bandit known as Jackrabbit Johnson and a beautiful princess named Princess Cottontail. How could I not play along with him? Plus, being a part of his play gives me some time to hang out with Finn. We havenât really been seeing much of each other recently.
As I fiddle with the corset on top of my dress, I notice Finn pop into the kitchen. âBMO I was thinking, what if Jackrabbit Johnson wears twoâ He pauses and stops in his tracks. âFinn? You good, buddy?â I ask, concerned, while walking towards him, taking note of his cheeks that are dusted with red. The fake mustache is noticeable on his face; it looks like it had been drawn on with a marker, which makes me laugh a bit thinking about it.
âY-yeah, Iâm great! We should probably get going, right?â He stumbles over his words a bit but quickly regains his composure. I sigh thinking about the long journey itâll take to get to the waiting spot. âHmm, youâre probably right. Letâs get going dude.â
Finn grabs the basket and holds out a hand for me. âMâlady.â He says, giving me a small wink. Which looks more like a blink due to his eyepatch. I laugh and take his hand, using the other one to hold up my dress. Waving goodbye to BMO, Finn leads us out of the treehouse. We thought itâd be best to leave early in the morning since we had no clue when this adventure would end.
Pale purples and blues paint the early morning sky, while fluffy clouds begin to roll in. The sun begins to rise, adding a beautiful orange into the mix of soft colors, making it look like a delicate painting. My hair and dress begin to flutter and sway due to the cool breeze rolling in. âItâs a gorgeous morning today, right?â I question while not taking my eyes off of the view in front of me.
âItâs absolutely gorgeous.â I hear him say. Unknowing that the words that left his mouth werenât directed towards the morning sky.
We finally arrive at Dirtwater Flat. It took us a few hours to get here, but it was nice to get to talk to Finn and catch up. We attempt to play a few games to pass the time. âRock, paper, scissorsâŠSHOOT!" We both exclaim. I sigh in defeat, having Finn beat me with his rock sign.
âGosh darn it! How are you so good at this, dude?â I say dramatically, throwing a hand over my forehead.
He chuckles and shrugs, putting his hands behind his head. âIâve been around, maâam. Iâve played these games with all kinds of cowboys.â He says, attempting to do a country accent. I burst out laughing, holding my stomach.
âYou know, I really missed getting to hang out with you like this, Finn.â
He looks at me and gives me a nervous smile. âMe too, Y/N. Iâm sorry we havenât gotten to see each other much. Iâve been dealing with a whole lot of crazy biz.â He sighs and looks down, giving off a tired and seemingly defeated aura.
I frown and scoot closer to him, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder.
âHey, you donât need to explain yourself to me, dude. I know all about crazy biz.â
âYeah, butââ
âFinn. Itâs okay, I promise you. Iâve been doing just fine without you.â I joke and playfully hit his shoulder. His smile starts to come back, but I can still see a hint of hesitancy on his face.
As the day goes on and turns into evening, the heat begins to get stronger. The heat from the sun was killing me, and this darn dress wasnât making it any better. âHow long do you think weâll be out here for?â I ask Finn while wiping the sweat off my forehead. He plops down next to me after finishing off another sandwich. âYour guess is as good as mine, Ms. Cottontail.â He says, grabbing another sandwich from the basket and handing it to me. I chuckle and grab it from him, taking a bite from it.
I prop myself up against the rock weâve been hiding behind for shade. As the sun sets, the heat begins to die down as well. I take off my crown and put my hair up to cool off.
âI donât think I was able to tell you before, but that dress looks amazing on you.â Finn says while sheepishly looking away. I feel my face grow hot with his small compliment. âI doubt he means anything by it; he always compliments the other princesses.â
âWell, thank you, sir. I guess you arenât as bad as all the other bandits, huh?â I laugh and pull my knees up to my chest. He laughs at my attempt to play along with our characters.
âY/N... I actually wanted to tell you something ever since this morning.â His voice trembles as he tries to push his words out.
âWhatâs up, dude?â
âWell, I wanted to tell you that Iââ
Then everything becomes pitch black, and I slip into unconsciousness.
I wake up to the sound of fire crackling and someone's voice.
âGetting kicked out of the guild of assassins? Check.â
âCapturing my first bounty and lost princess? Check.â
âGoing to Finn and Jakeâs treehouse and getting revenge? Unchecked.â
âFinn and Jakeâs treehouse? Why do you want to get revenge?â
Our captor reveals themself as Me-Mow. Before Finn could ask more questions, BMO and Jake finally arrived and blew our cover. They distract each other, which gives me enough time to try to whip out my dagger and cut us loose. Before I can grab it, sparks from the fire burn through Finnâs ropes and set him free.
He puts a finger to his lip, indicating for me to be quiet. He unties me and grabs my waist, hoisting me off of the horse. I get close to his face and kiss his cheek.
âMy hero.â I whisper into his ear.
His face gets red, and he avoids making eye contact with me. âN-no problem, p-princess.â He stutters out. Before I can make fun of him for it, we hear yelling.
âIâm coming for you!â
Before Me-Mow can actually get to BMO, Finn comes up behind them and hits them over the head with a rock.
Once theyâre knocked out, we ride back to the Candy Kingdom to put our âbounty hunterâ behind bars.
âSoâŠFinn.â I started
âWhat is it that you wanted to tell me before we got knocked out?â
Finnâs face became red, and he started wiping his hands on his shirt.
âIâŠjust wanted to t-tell you that, uhmâŠâ
âtodaywas greatandIreallymissedhangingoutwithyouandIkinda sortaofloveyoualot!â He exclaims, putting his hands over his face and groaning.
I gently grab his hands from off his face and hold them. Inching towards him so much so that I can feel the heat from his face.
âI had a lot of fun today too, Finn. It was fun getting to hang out, just the two of us.â I say as I put my hand on his cheek and close whatever distance was left between us. I place my lips on his and wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Our faces part, and he stands there, starstruck, trying to think of something to say.
âI kinda sorta love you a lot too.â I laugh and punch his chest.
He stands still in disbelief, mouth agape.
âHey, Iâll see you tomorrow, yeah? Maybe then we can go on a proper date without getting captured.â I smirk, starting to walk away, but I turn around to kiss him one more time.
âY-yeah! Donât count on it though!â Finn yells behind me and laughs, still in a daze, watching as I walk away.
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Name last name was born and raised in the small town of ooo by her parents; both doctors who work at the same hospital with her father on the morning shifts and her mother with the nights, they made sure their only daughter and child had a parental figure present in her life. Growing up in a small town meant she knew all the neighbourhood kids and all the other kids in the other neighbourhoods. It meant knowing the layout like the back her own hand, she knew which stores had the best antiques, the good liquor shops, the cool hangout spots for teens and children alike, the lowkey drug dealers and druggies and their meeting points, how to contact them. She knew the old crocked willow tree whoâs trunk was a twisted heart in the centre of the amusement park turned junkyard where all the couples went to tie a ribbon of their choice to its leafless branches. She liked going there on windy days to watch the colourful strips dance in the air currents. It meant knowing the houses that give the king size candy bars on Halloween. It meant everybody knew everyone and no one was a stranger.
So understandably name was confused to see a moving van parked in front of the house next to hers when she looked out the window in her bedroom on a cool afternoon. Name didnât recall any of her neighbours moving out, come to think of it she doesnât remember anyone living in that house. Name couldnât help the intrigue. It was the summer before high school, everybody already knows one another from grade school, cliques have been formed along with the tight bond that comes with knowing someone all your life, it would be undeniably hard for them to find where they fit in; name could imagine. At least theyâll have the entire summer to figure it out and make friends, not that itâll take that long, the people of ooo are known for their friendly nature and welcoming aura.
Name had met them that night when they arrived at their doorstep with what she assumed was a peace declaration in the form of âbacon pancakesâ, they called it, if she remembers correctly. Her father was busy in the kitchen with dinner, leaving name the responsibility of answering the door. Immediately she swung the door open she was momentarily blinded by one of their high wattage smiles. The hair colour haired girl had to blink a few times while they introduced themselves and hope she didnât come off as rude. Of course she introduced herself and with the door closed behind her, she made small talk with her new neighbours; the twins; jermaine and jake and their little brother finn- the one who smiled- who was only a year younger, in the chill of the night.
Name had been smitten at first sight by his wonderful smile and aura of good humour, not that his brothers didnât radiate that kind of energy. If you asked name they all looked like triplets with their blonde locks and big eyes with that said there are some noticeable differences in character, for example; jermaine is calmer and sager than the rest while although finn and jake share a sporadic nature finn got it in the heavier doses and jake seemed wiser and more grown up at times during conversation.
Taking the stack of pancakes- name learnt was something their mother made them do whenever they move, which implied that they move quite a bit- they said their goodbyeâs and by the time name shut the door, she subconsciously hoped their stay here would be permanent and sheâd come to the realisation. She had a crush on finn.
They had the bacon pancakes as dessert, who knew buttermilk pancakes layered with bacon butter cream would be delicious? After saving some for her mother and helping wash up, name went to bed with a mental note to properly say hello the next day.
But she always procrastinated; itâs not like she had anything better to do and seeing finn again should have been motivation enough but she just kept putting it off until the next day. Eventually he made acquaintances, formed a group of his own, as she suspected, he fitted in nicely with the rest of the jocks. She became so busy with her friends that it felt like there wasnât time to even think about seeing him.
So she gave up the thought all together. Then she found out a window in her bedroom is directly opposite his. It became a subconscious habit to peer into his room from time to time; wondering what heâs up too. There were nights when heâd close the curtains but keep the lights on while name watched his silhouettes on the curtains mimic his actions. Other times would be in the reverse and there were seldom mornings when heâd be passing by and notice your form in the window, heâd stop to smile and wave, hoping youâd return the action but you never did, paralyzed by embarrassment, all you did was look away.Â
A year passed and nothing changed and thatâs when name knew that she was in trouble. Sheâs had crushes before, none of which lasted more than a month but this was different, a year and counting isnât something to laugh at. Sheâs so infatuated with a male whom sheâs never once held a decent conversation alone with not even at the neighbourhood cookouts or holiday parties or at school or after big game and everyoneâs patting his back. Sheâs simply too nervous to do anything but watch from the sidelines.
Name doesnât understand whatâs so special about him. Of course there was the thing that started everything, his delightful grin and the things sheâs come to notice over the months; his boyish good looks with long blonde locks that looked better kept than his brothersâ, she enjoyed watching him play basketball- she noticed was his favourite sport though he did play others- seeing drenched in sweat is a sight to behold, his shirt would cling to his body, outlining his lean muscular form. Name quite liked his wardrobe too, it was as if he had a colour scheme; cool colours such as blues, blacks and greens complemented by a touch of white he got from the backwards caps or beanies heâs seen wearing really ties the whole teenage heartthrob vibe. Maybe it was how he could blend in with the crowd and still be the centre of attention, maybe it was all of those things and at the same time none of those things but whatever it was it certainly drew her in.
Looking back in it she sounds awfully shallow which is far from the point. There was something about him as warm and inviting as his smile that pulled you in. The hair colour haired female was determined to find out, sheâd write a list if needs be, in fact she made it a new yearâs resolution to get closer to him. So one must understand why she lost her shit when iridella told her sheâd be tutoring finn after Christmas break. Â