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Careful What You Summon - Part 15

Finn Balor x Reader

Summary: Y/N knew not to play with dead things, what happens when the dead things start to play with her?

Warnings: Eventual smut

Word Count: 854

A/N: Hey guys I know it’s been a few months since I last updated this fic and I’m sorry about that. So hopefully you guys enjoy this and it was somewhat worth the wait. And before you ask, yes… this part was inspired by AHS: Coven. Message me or leave a message if you would like to be added to my tag list.

“Balor?” Y/N’s grandmother called, hearing movement upstairs coming from Y/N’s room. “Balor is that you?”

Opening the door, Y/N’s grandmother saw Balor hunched over by her bed on one knee. His head was leaning against his hands that gripped tightly to one another as he seemed to be whispering. Was Balor Praying? The Demon King? Praying?

Then her eyes landed on her granddaughter. Y/N lay still, her skin seemed to be sweating, her breaths shallow, almost inaudible, and her face, it was ghost white, except for a small red dot on her neck, rivers of black branching from the red dot. She immidently knew her granddaughter had poison rushing through her body, her body hanging on by a thread to life. But she also knew her granddaughter was strong, knew her mind was still wide awake and trying to find a way out.

“Balor. What is the poison?” She asked, ready to act.

“Nightshade.” Balor spoke loud enough then went back to his mumbling.

Gran moved quickly, back downstairs and out to the green house to make an antidote. In her haste, Y/B/F came through the greenhouse with a quick nod before she ran up to Y/N’s bedside, both Gran and Y/B/F knew one of them should start healing Y/N and to be ready for the antidote. What they both also knew was they had to be ready, be prepared for Y/N when she is given the antidote.

“Y/B/F, are you ready?” Gran asked, walking into Y/N’s room with a small vial.

“I am.” She nodded, her hands hovering over Y/N’s body, her magic surging into her best friends body, keeping her from falling over the edge. “Should he be here?”

“I’m not leaving.” Balor hissed, his eyes flashing form black to blue, black to blue.

“If you are not calm, you will leave.” Gran spoke firmly, challenging him. “Do you understand me?”

With a nod, Balor moved to kneel beside Y/N’s bed again, chanting something as Gran moved to the other side, placing the vial on the bed side table. Y/B/F seemed to have started sweating, her energy starting to drain, her body only just hanging on by a thread as Gran moved to get a bucket, a damp cloth and slipping something into her pocket before turning back to Y/N’s stiff body.

“Keep calm and know that what we are about to do is cleanse Y/N.” Gran made eye contact with the flashes of black and blue. “So this will look bad but it has to be done.”

“I understand.” Y/B/F nodded, concentrating on her power surging around her arms and hands and into Y/N.

“Balor?” Gran asked, now holding the vial. “I need you to say it.” She snapped after Balor had just nodded.

“I understand.” Balor growled.

“Y/B/F, when I say, stop and press on her stomach.” Gran opened Y/N’s lips, feeling a small breath leave her lips as she chanted a few words before pouring the entire content of the vial into her mouth. “Stop!” she called.

Y/B/F pressed both hands onto Y/N’s stomach, feeling the poison trying to take over Y/N’s body, pushing it up to her chest. Y/B/F knew to keep pushing, pushing the poison up her chest, Y/N’s body reacting, shaking, a gargled scream coming from her mouth. Y/N’s body continued to shake, like she had no control as Y/B/F pushed the poison up her chest.

“Turn her head!” Gran yelled for Y/B/F.

Y/N head turned as she choked, throwing up blood, vile and something black into a bucket in Gran’s hands. Her body continued to throw a fit, like it was fighting within itself before her body slammed back into her bed. Y/B/F hands automatically went back to Y/N’s stomach, pushing the last of the poison out before Y/N sat up, a half choke, half scream coming out of her lips.

“Y/N?” Balor asked.

Y/N sat silent, her body hunching over a little, her skin showing signs of some colour again, taking deep breaths as her eyes looking lazily between the other 3 in the room. Her eyes finally looking at her grandmother who smiled softly.

“I need a cigarette.” Y/N finally spoke.

“Over my dead body.” Gran raised an eyebrow. “Here. You’ll need it.” Gran pulled something out of her pocket, handing it to Y/N with a nod and left with the bucket.

“Is that chocolate?” Y/B/F asked.

“Yeah.” Y/N ripped the wrapper open, taking a bite. “Balor, where’s Finn?”

“He’s safe. Panicked. But safe.” Balor stood to his full height.

“I should talk to him.” Y/N spoke lazily.

“Maybe tomorrow. When you’re stronger.” Balor’s eye twitched, but it was so small Y/N thought it was a trick of her eyes.

“I’m fine.” Y/N took another bite of chocolate. “It’s not like this is the first time I’ve been poisoned.”

“Amazingly this is the third.” Y/B/F smirked. “I’m going home because I seemed to be covered in your vomit.”

“You’re welcome.” Y/N smiled as Y/B/F waved, walking out the door. “Balor, Finn, now. I need to ease his worry.”

“As you wish, Mo grá.” Balor bowed his head slightly.

Black eyes flickering, finally becoming Blue.

Translation

Mo grá – My love (Irish)

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Careful What You Summon - Part 17

Finn Balor x Reader

Summary: Y/N knew not to play with dead things, what happens when the dead things start to play with her?

Warnings: Mentions of smut

Word Count: 1,018

A/N: Hey guys, here is the next bit. Hopefully you guys like it. Message me or leave a message if you would like to be added to my tag list.

The next day, Y/N couldn’t explain it but it was almost like she could feel the universe shift. She could feel the earth, having spent most of her day in the garden, Y/N could feel the earth vibrate, feel the dirt and the bugs and the power they had. What she could also feel was Finn’s eyes watching her, the ocean his eyes held stared at her back, most of her tattoo he never knew about was on display as she worked with the earth.

All day she had been moving around Finn a little differently. She seemed to always make an excuse to touch Finn, her fingertips brushing against his, her hands sitting on his shoulder as she talked to her Gran, her legs pressed against his as they sat together on the couch, her leg thrown over his thigh under the table while they ate lunch. Finn could have sworn Y/N was almost flirting with him, but she was just a friend… just… she was a friend.

It was now late, the moon high, a soft breeze moving the trees outside, Gran had gone to bed early, feeling drained. Finn sat in the living room, unable to pay attention to the television as Y/N moved gracefully around the kitchen, packing the leftovers away.

“Would you like a beer?” Y/N asked sweetly, her eyes dark as she looked at Finn.

“Um… yeah. Yeah thanks.” Finn mumbled, shifting his seat as he tried to look away and back to the television.

Out of the corner of his eye, Finn watched as Y/N bent over into the fridge, the pyjama shorts she wore riding too far up and he just couldn’t look away. Watching her carefully as she stood, the light from the fridge shinning on her tan skinned before she closed the door and turned to face him.

“So, what’re we watching?” She asked, walking out of the kitchen and into the dark living room. “Something good I hope.”

“Just… whatever is on.” Finn finally had a reason to look up to Y/N, standing in front of the static glow of the television as she handed him his beer. “Thanks.”

“You are welcome.” Y/N leaned down, running her fingertip under his chin. “So…” Y/N sat next to Finn, her body leaned into him, her legs moving over his thighs.

“So?” Finn mimicked, taking a sip of his beer.

“How has Balor been today? I haven’t heard anything from him.” Y/N asked.

“Quiet.” Finn shrugged. “He’s probably the quietest he’s ever been since he got inside my head.”

“It sounds like he’s starting to trust you…” Y/N nodded, her hand moving to run her fingers up his arm. “Do you feel safer with him?”

“Surprisingly I do.” Finn allowed himself to look into Y/N’s eyes, her eyes growing darker and darker. “He’s grown fond of you.”

“Has he now?” Y/N asked, her voice changing somehow, moving her legs off Finn, holding her body up against his side. “And what about you? Is he taking on from what you’re feeling? Or is it just all him?”

“Of course I like you, Y/N…” Finn’s voice faulting a little as Y/N swung a leg over Finn’s lap, straddling him. “I mean, we’re friends… right?”

“Oh baby…” Y/N leaned in, her hands running up Finn’s chest, her lips ghosting over his. “Of course we’re friends… but haven’t you ever thought of something a little more with me?”

“Y/N…” Finn mumbled, his eyes widening a little as he looked into Y/N’s half closed eyes.

“Yes Finn?” Y/N asked softly, her lips moving to whisper into Finn’s ear. “What can I do for you?” Her tongue flicking out to lick Fin’s ear quickly, before her lips moved softly over his jaw and neck.

“Are we really doing this?” Finn had to ask, his head leaned right back on the couch, and his eyes squeezed shut as Y/N’s lips left a small trail of kisses back up to his lips, her hands cupping his face to look into his eyes. “Is this actually happening?”

“Of course it is…” Y/N moved her hips, grinding into Finn, letting out a small moan as her lips moved to Finn’s lips. “I want it… do you?”

“Yes.” Finn whispered before allowing himself to finally kiss Y/N.

Y/N and Finn seemed to kiss until their lungs ran out of air, their hand quick and frantic moving against each other’s bodies. Finn’s hands wrapped around her hips, letting out a low groan as Y/N grind her hips, meeting Finn’s. Finn’s grip on Y/N’s waist became feral, knowing there would be bruises tomorrow, as he started to guide Y/N against him, causing a moan to leave Y/N’s lips.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” Finn whispered, listening to Y/N’s moans, her hands pulling his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere.

“I think maybe I do.” Y/N whispered, opening her eyes to look at Finn.

It was then Finn saw something wrong. Y/N’s eyes were different, they weren’t soft, they weren’t the gold he knows and loves. They were almost black, they were hard and full of a lust that wasn’t Y/N. This wasn’t his Y/N. this is not how he was going to let this happen. Not between them.

“Y/N stop.” Finn stopped Y/N’s movement.

“Why baby?” Y/N moved her lips, kissing Finn’s softly.

“Stop, this is wrong.” Finn moved Y/N, laying her on the couch as his body hovered over him. “Not like this.”

“Like what?” Y/N moved her hand to run through his hair, her hips trying to move up to cause some friction. “This is perfect baby.”

“This is not you.” Finn spoke. “I want Y/N…. My Y/N.” Finn admitted.

“I am you’re Y/N. I’m right here.” Y/N tried to reach for Finn.

“No you’re not. What’s wrong with you?” Finn asked.

“That wasn’t just Nightshade in that poison.” Gran spoke from the bottom of the stairs, looking into the living room where Finn and Y/N were. “It’s why I’ve been so drained, something else is inside of her and we need to get it out.”

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Careful What You Summon - Part 16

Finn Balor x Reader

Summary: Y/N knew not to play with dead things, what happens when the dead things start to play with her?

Warnings: Eventual smut

Word Count: 469

A/N: Hey guys, here is the next bit. Hopefully you guys like it. Message me or leave a message if you would like to be added to my tag list.

“Y/N, is everything okay?” Finn took in everything around Y/N, her still slightly pale skin, her tired eyes and bags under them, the chocolate bar that slightly shook in her hand and what looked like blood, vomit and something black trailing from the side of her mouth to her cheek.

“Everything’s good.” Y/N moved her legs over the side of her bed, patting the empty space next to her for Finn to sit. “What do you remember?”

“You. Fighting.” Finn thought back to the club, Y/N expertly moving around the floor, the daggers became almost like they were a part of her hands. “Then you just… hit the floor.”

“Finn… I was poisoned.” Y/N explained, not wanting to keep any more secrets from him. Not when she knew they would hurt him.

“Poisoned?” Finn’s eyes flashed in panic. “What? How? By who?”

“Finn, if I’m a witch and you have a demon using your body as a meat suit… what else do you think is out there?” Y/N asked seriously, taking another bite of chocolate, feeling so much better than a few moments ago.

“I haven’t really let myself think about it.” Finn admitted.

“Witch hunters, Finn.” Y/N said around chocolate. “I had somehow started dating a witch hunter and tonight we meet his family. I could smell their blood.”

“You can smell blood?” Finn asked.

“I don’t think that is the main concern right now.” Y/N raised an eyebrow, finishing off the chocolate bar. “I need to shower.” Y/N stood, throwing the wrapper in a small trash can.

“That’s it? You tell me this isn’t a laughing matter and then you need a shower?” Finn asked a little confused, a little annoyed.

“I almost died from being poisoned, I can actually taste whatever I threw up and every inch of my body is crawling…” Y/N reached around her back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall as Finn stood quickly, turning around and coughing like he was trying not to say something. “I need to shower.”

“Okay. Yeah. Sure. Okay.” Finn mumbled, moving towards the door. “I’ll go tell your Gran you’re feeling better.”

“And Finn.” Y/N called from her bathroom door, dropping her bra as Finn kept his back to her, trying to be respectful.

“Yes, Y/N.” Finn called back.

“Thank you.” Y/N spoke, moving into the bathroom, turning the water on.

Finn turned around, hearing the water run, seeing Y/N’s back as she stood waiting for the water to run hot. He just wanted to quickly glace before leave, but he couldn’t help but stare. Although Y/N was now completely naked, Finn’s eyes stayed on her back, he didn’t know she had a tattoo, he didn’t know just how much more beautiful she had become to him, he didn’t know how much more he could fall.

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Careful What You Summon - Part 13

Finn Balor x Reader

Summary: Y/N knew not to play with dead things, what happens when the dead things start to play with her?

Warnings: Eventual smut

Word Count: 902

A/N: Hey guys this is my next little update. I don’t really know if I’m any good at writing action scenes so I hope you guys enjoy this. Message me or leave a message if you would like to be added to my tag list.

Y/N moved a lot more gracefully then Finn, even with her eyes closed. Finn though, he couldn’t finally see everything, the power that surged within Y/N, the power that coursed through the room as powerful beings moved as one. But all he could focus on was the women in front of him, the women that moved her arm up her body, to wrap around to run through his hair as they moved.

Y/N stopped moving then, her eyes scanning the scene around her. Something was interrupting the waves. Turning to look up at Finn, he was caught by whatever it was, his eyes glazed over as he leaned forward, his lips touching Y/N’s. Closing her eyes, Y/N’s let him kiss her for a few seconds before pushing him back, raising her hands to cup his face.

“Balor…” Y/N spoke. “He’s in danger. Get him out of here.”

Before anyone could move, a blast came from Y/N’s left as people began to scream, bodies flying everywhere. Finn’s hand gripped tightly around Y/N’s wrist, but when she looked back up into his eyes, she saw that it wasn’t Finn, not anymore.

“I can help.” Balor moved forward, his hand pushing Y/N’s hand back.

“Not this time.” Y/N moved backwards. “I got this. I know that blood anywhere.”

People ran past Y/N as she walked towards the small group that had bombed their way into the club. Her power surging at her hands as she knew she had to protect what is hers, protect everyone.

Y/N pushed her hand out, an energy blast wrapping itself around one of the hunters as she ran forward, knowing she had to get closer, she needed something from them. The hunters caught sight of her then, as she ran full pace across the dance floor.

“Witch.” One of them yelled, pointing a gun at her.

Y/N didn’t think, she acted. Sliding across on her knees past two of the hunters, her hands quick as she gripped a hold of a dagger on the hunter’s leg. On one knee in the middle of a group of hunters, Y/N’s hands were raised, her head down as she smirked. Her grip tightened around the two daggers in each hand.

“Come on boys.” Y/N giggled. “Let’s have some fun.”

Quickly, one of the hunters moved first, a blade coming down as Y/N rolled out of the way, just missing the blade as she moved her weight onto her hand, her leg coming up as she roundhouse kicked a hunter behind her. Her power moving through her hands, into the dagger as she threw it across the room to perfectly hit another hunter, killing him, before jumping on top of the fallen hunter, driving the dagger through his heart. Taking his dagger from his leg, Y/N leaned backwards, a hunter in front of her and a hunter behind her, guns raised, too late to move, shooting each other, dead.

Standing, Y/N took the dagger that was lodge in the chest of the hunter, to meet the final hunter, the blood she could smell.

“Witch, you killed my brother.” The hunter removed her helmet, a young girl who looked exactly like her brother.

“Did I really?” Y/N asked, standing tall.

“You had your fifthly demon do it for you.” The young girl spat.

“Well, I wish I had done it now.” Y/N faced the young girl completely. “To feel the moment his heart stopped.”

The young girl screamed, jumping at Y/N, a blade in hand. Y/N moved quickly, spinning out of the way, kicking the young girl’s legs out from underneath her. The girl rolled out of the way from Y/N’s attack, back to a knee as she looked at Y/N, a feral look in her eyes. The same one as her brothers.

The girl swung the blade, Y/N moving her hand to block, a force field taking the blow before Y/N threw the last dagger in her hand at her. The girl moved quickly, spinning in the air and landing on her feet across from Y/N again. She moved forward, swiping the blade as Y/N moved backwards, missing the blade each time before pushing her hand out, power moving with her to throw the blade out of the girl’s hand and back to where she came through.

That didn’t make the girl quit once, raising her hands, throwing punch after punch as Y/N continued to block each advance with her raised hands. Y/N could tell something was wrong, this was too east and she knew what skill level each hunter had... and this was far from it. The girl could tell the exact moment Y/N realised what was happening, smirking as Y/N gripped the girl with her power and threw her back through the wall she came from, but it was too late.

Something hit Y/N’s neck, something cold and small, and currently injecting her with some type of liquid. Pulling it out of her neck, Y/N started to feel dizzy, looking around and seeing nothing, holding the small dart in her hand before falling.

Y/N did not know that Balor caught her before hitting the ground. She did not know that Y/B/F/N grabbed the dart and placed it into her bag. She also didn’t know that the girl got out of the club and into the van parked on the street. But something she did know… she was going to kill that girl.

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