#maxwell jacob friedman x male reader

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MJF WITH A FEMINIZATION KINK

WARNINGS: Feminization kink duh, minors stay away

Max knew he had a feminization kink long before he met you. He first figured it out he had a femization kink when he was around 18/19 and it was most definitely through porn.

And for the longest time, Max was scared to get himself for his kink. And it wasn’t until he was 22 that he got the courage to go buy himself some makeup.

He was nervous as hell the whole time but he managed. And when he was getting checking out he was asked by the attendant if he was buying the makeup for his girlfriend. He froze for a couple second before saying yes.

Did he have a girlfriend fuck no. Was he in the closet about the fact he was bi, fuck yes. He didn’t want anyone knowing about this kink of his. Or his sexuality as he hadn’t really come to terms with it.

Anyway after that interaction he realized he could indeed and fact go out and buy things for himself under the guise of getting it for his “girlfriend” and no one would question it.

He made up a fake girlfriend in great detail. And with all his bases covered it gave him confidence to go out and buy himself stuff for his kink.

Overtime he grew quite a collection of clothes and accessories to makeup and toys. But despite his collection of things he hid all of it. Not once did he let any of his partners know about his kink. He was scared what they would think and worried that they would hold his kink above him as blackmail.

Was that last part irrational on his part yes, but it was a genuine worry. He didn’t need to be relentless made fun of, lose work, ect just because a stupid kink he has. And he genuinely thought he was going to take his kink to the grave with him or so he thought.

Anyway eventually he met you and there was something about you. He didn’t care if he hadn’t officially come out as bi he would do that later. He wanted you.

You just had this extra factor that no one else had. Maybe it was height, your build, your confidence, or maybe it was a combination of a bunch of things. But while we are speaking of confidence Max loves the way you exuded confidence both in and out of the bedroom it makes him hot under his collar.

He loves it, he loved you. He wanted so much out of your relationship and you could give him that. And you did. You helped him in every aspect that you could.

But you had a feeling that he was telling you something. And you were of course correct. When you eventually confront him he will admittedly deny that he is hiding something from you.

This confrontation heightens his anxiety so bad that he gets sloppy and forgets to put his makeup away before you came over for date night. Date night goes well of course and you guys end up fucking. After a couple of rounds you get up and get a wet washcloth from the bathroom to clean up the mess on you guys.

That’s when you notice the makeup confused you brush it off. Later on when you guys are in bed talking you mention it. And he goes ghostly pale. He feels like he is going to pass out. You ask him what’s wrong then everything clicks.

You comfort him telling him that it is completely fine to have a feminization kink and that you don’t mind. In fact you were going to bring it up to him soon and ask if it was something he would be interested in.

This eases his fears but doesn’t quail them completely. There’s still a long way to go and a lot of talking to do between the two of you.

But let’s just say it definitely added more fuel to the fire that was your guys attraction to one another.

[deepdisireslonging]

Eight Miracles With You

The Reader is invited to participate with MJF’s family Hanukkah traditions. She enjoys being included. But Max’s mind wanders as he sees her in the candlelight and can’t wait to get her alone at home.

Pairing: Maxwell Jacob Friedman x Reader

Warnings/Promises: Fluff, Smut, oral (male receiving), lipstick kink (is that a thing?), dirty talk, slight degradation, overstimulation, p-in-v, cock-warming, implied further smut

Word Count: 2900 (omg)

Note: Firstly, just: this man. Secondly: this one came out really intense. Please let me know how you guys enjoyed it with comments and reblogs! Keyboard smashes and emojis are great feedback too. Happy holidays and happy reading!

Max couldn’t take his eyes off of you. This was the first year you’d been able to participate with his family’s Hanukkah celebrations at his parent’s house. It was the family tradition to meet all in one place for the first night and the lighting of the first candle. He swore that you glowed brighter than the candles.

All night, you asked questions about the differences in traditions between your family and his, details about recipes for latkes, and sang along with his parents. You spun the dreidel with his younger cousins. Their familiar bickering about wins and losses mirrored how you handled his opponents in and around the ring. But here, you had a patience that made his chest tight.

What got him the most, though, was the candle lighting.

At each of the windows, family members placed their personal menorahs on the sills. Your candelabra sat next to his, flush with the window so as not to overlap the candles. The shamash candles were passed around to collect the flame. As the sun was setting, the candles were lit at each window, warming the room with their light and passing the light into the cold world outside. Inside, the house lights remained on, keeping his family in view with more light than their menorahs. Max sang the blessings softly, watching you over the radiance of the candlelight. He stumbled over the words; ones that he’d been singing since his childhood. He kept watching your mouth as you talked, sang, or laughed during the rest of the evening. How your hands fluttered as you talked. The dress you wore was one he’d seen before. But how it swirled around your knees as you walked had him licking his lips and his hands running through his hair.

It took forever to say goodbye. The candles were snuffed out after half an hour. But it took another forty-five minutes before it was just the two of you and his parents. After final goodbyes and the drive home, you finally noticed how fidgety he seemed. You barely sat your menorahs in the front windows before he was mumbling about needing to do something and hurrying upstairs.

You shook your head. As much as he loved being the center of attention in the ring, you hoped the crowd of family hadn’t been too much. You gave him space. In the meantime, you cleaned the kitchen from your earlier rush to prepare the sweets you took to the lighting. With a sigh, you turned off the kitchen lights and headed up stairs.

But upstairs was dark too.

“Max?”

At first, you didn’t hear a reply. Then you noticed the glow coming from your bedroom.

“I’m back here,” Max finally responded.

When you stepped into the bedroom, you gasped. Every flat surface was covered in candles. Tea-lights, tall candles, even a string of fairy lights surrounded the bed. You kept your hands clasped over your chest. “What’s all this?”

“I… well,” he floundered while running a hand through his curls.

You thought for a moment. “Maxwell. Were you a little… distracted during the candle lighting this evening?”

“Maybe.” He grinned at you and tugged you close. “Okay. Maybe a lot.”

Again, you looked around. You closed your eyes as you asked, “so instead of focusing on the miracle you were thinking about – ”

“The miracle of you coming into my life, yes.” With the way his fingers were trailing up and down your back, he wasn’t reticent in the slightest. You asked if something like this was allowed. “Well… it’d forbidden to fast during Hanukkah. So, if you’re up for it, we are allowed to, ah,” he kissed your forehead and began to let his hands wander.

You rolled your eyes. “I thought you were the one who had to be ‘up for it’ in these kind of situations.” To test your theory, you slid your hand down to the front of his pants. He was, indeed, up for it. “Okay. You’ve got the candles. You’ve got me. What’s your next step?”

He swallowed hard; his gaze homed in on your lips. “Not a clue. All I want to, all I’ve wanted to do all night was kiss you.”

“Then what are you waiting on? Another miracle?” You slid your hands up his chest and behind his neck. You scratched lightly at the bottom edge of his curls. “Come down here, Scarf Boy, and kiss me.”

With a smirk, he did just that. Small, teasing kisses at first. But as you leaned into him and hummed into his mouth, Max kissed you harder and held you tighter. His hands splayed wide around your hips, trying to feel as much of you as possible. He groaned as your hands did the same to his back and biceps. When you were breathless, he broke away.

“How you doin’ down there, sweet cheeks?”

All you could manage was a “mhmm.”

Proud of himself, he helped your legs wrap around his waist. The bed was soon under you, but Max kept you wrapped around him so he could grind into your rolling hips. He glanced down at your skirt riding up. He rocked into you harder until the fabric was bunched up around your waist. He smiled into your kisses. With a chuckle against the curve of your neck, he leaned you up with a hand behind your head. His other hand slipped between your bodies. With a little teasing and a little rubbing, he succeeded in wringing your arousal through to the front of your panties. Your jolts and whines didn’t make him stop. What did freeze him was how glossy your eyes looked. And how your mouth parted perfectly around those tiny gasps that he loved.

Glancing at your boudoir, his mind spun with an idea.

“Hey, Baby, you gonna take good care of me?” He suckled a soft mark on your neck. “Gonna take care of me so I can take real good care of you?”

You followed his glances to your collection of hair and makeup products scattered haphazardly over the low desk. “Always. But – What do you have in mind?”

He pressed a hard kiss to your lips before shifting off the bed. When he came back, he had one of your lipsticks in hand. He summoned you to sit on the edge of the mattress with a curl of his fingers.

You frowned at the tube he chose. It wasn’t one you used often. The lipstick was too dark for regular use, and really only looked good when you were expecting to be flushed. Realization froze you in place as Max lightly gripped your chin. Your lips parted so he could apply the color to your lips. It didn’t take much to image how you looked to him. Cheeks flushed from his kisses. Eyes wide with realizing what he meant to do. Lips parted in an “oh.”

With his thumb, he smeared the thick layer of color across your bottom lip. “Perfect.” He grinned. “Caught up yet?”

To answer, you reached for his belt buckle.

Max toed out of his shoes and helped your hands rid him of his pants. The button-down shirt hung open over his undershirt, though it was tight enough that you could watch his tummy contract. He regripped your chin as you brought his cock into the open. Back and forth, he enjoyed smearing your lipstick. He couldn’t wait to see what you’d look like after he filled your mouth with his length. A small hiss escaped through his teeth as your thumb circled his tip, smearing the precum there.

His head fell back as you began to kiss and down his length. When he managed to look down again, his breath stuttered to see the red lip prints that you’d left behind.

“Come on, Baby. Mark me up.” He spread his hand over the back of your head. As you swallowed him down, bit by bit, his words stuttered out between rushed breaths. “Love seeing your lips around my cock. Been dreamin’ – use your tongue, just like that – dreamin’ about having you like this all day. Been wanting to feel that mouth just like this.” He groaned as you added your hands to your movements, cupping and massaging his balls to make him twitch in your mouth. “We both know you’re too good for me. But then I’ve got you like this and – easy woman – and I think maybe you’re just as much a degenerate as I am.”

You slid off his cock with a pop. “Darling… you talk to much.”

“Make me shut up then.”

After a smirk, you took a deep breath. Max braced himself for what he knew was coming next.

Relaxing your jaw and throat as best you could, you worked your way back down his length until your lips could rest at the base of it with your nose pressed against his abdomen. Max’s eyes rolled. His thighs twitched as he fought the need to begin thrusting in and out of your mouth. Anything he wanted to say stuttered on his tongue, refusing to make any sense while you had him sucked down so well. He stumbled through a few sounds as you hollowed and sucked your cheeks.

“Gonna, gonna burst. Move, woman.”

Lightly grazing your teeth along his underside, you slid off again. He whined, tightening his grip on the back of your head. “What? I thought you wanted me to move?”

He used his thumb to hold open your jaw. “Fine. Stay still and I’ll move.” He glared at the innocent smile you gave him. Already, the color on your lips was smeared nearly past recognition. But he needed to see it obliterated. Max filled your mouth again. The sensitivity of his cock jarred as your tongue worked around him. With a grunt, he did his best to hold back. Thrusting, he took what he wanted.

Your hands slid up and down his thighs. If he slowed down, you picked up the pace. He wanted to see you debauched, and you were willing to give it to him. But you also wanted to see him wrecked.

The tightening of his hand on your head was the only warning you had before he spilled down your throat. As you swallowed, you kept him in place by gripping his hips. He tried to get away, but you took your time coming off him. When you did, you took his length in hand and guided him to lay on top of you on the bed. He grunted against the side of your neck as you gently stroked him.

“Ea-easy.” He batted your hand away. Before you could snark at him, he reached down for your slick. It didn’t take much movement from his fingers before he could triumphantly watch your eyes close with pleasure. And it didn’t take much more to remove your dress and panties. Before you could bother with removing your bra (one of the lacy blue ones that he liked) he rolled you to sit on his hips.

You squinted at him.

Max swung his hands up and back behind his head. “What?”

“What happened to I take care of you so can take really good care of me?”

“We’re getting there.” He shifted his hips under you, his half-hard cock laid out for your view. “Can’t take care of you with this. So, help a guy out.” Max smirked at you.

His face was pretty, you had to admit. Punchable. But pretty.

In Max’s view, you were stunning. The candlelight glimmered across your bared skin, flickering and giving your face different angles of illumination. You were irritated with him, but beautiful. His stomach contracted under your hand while you thumbed across the blurred line of lipstick at the base of his cock. Panting, he kept still as you pushed his undershirt up so you could see his abs. They flexed as you curled your fingers around his length, gently stroking him.

When you began to roll your hips over his stomach, with his cock trapped between you, the both of you had to moan. You with neediness, and Max with overstimulation. The wetness that had grown with sucking him off slicked up his cock and stomach. You slid back and forth, chasing the sensation of his cockhead catching your clit. But then Max reached up and took care of your bud with his thumb. You braced your hands on his chest.

“Look at you,” he breathed. “Ridin’ me like a perfect slut. My slut. If you hang around me too much longer, I’ll ruin you.”

You licked your lips. “You’re already ruined me, Max. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good.”

His other hand landed on your waist, guiding you to slide faster. Your slick gushed, giving him plenty to work with to rub up over your clit. He teased you for the mess you were making. How he wasn’t even in you yet, and you looked like you were fucked head over heels.

“You gonna cum, Baby? Just from sliding back and forth on my cock? What would your fans think of you if they knew this was the woman you became when the cameras turned off? My valet, my woman, so cock-drunk she can’t even see straight.” He used his hips to push you higher on your knees. With the extra space, he curled his fingers into your heat. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

Desperately, you nodded. All you needed was for him to keep moving his fingers like that. Just a little longer. But as he dragged them out, you keened. Between you, his cock had hardened again. He guided you back and forth, gasping to feel how wet you were. “Max-“

“Gonna take good care of you. Can you wait for me?” He ground his thumb into your clit, hoping to bring you to the brink. He had a feeling he wouldn’t last long once he had your walls around him.

“No.” Your limbs stiffened and your vision blurred as Max’s work sent you over the edge. You tried to fall forward onto his chest, but he forced you keep sitting on his lap as he laid there.

“Did you just cum?” He laughed, awed. “Poor thing. Just came around nothing. Don’t worry; I can fix that.” Lifting up your hips again, he speared you bit by bit onto his length.

Your thighs quaked on either side of his hips. Full of him and reeling from your release, your body couldn’t decide if it wanted him in or out. Your walls fluttered around his length. Beneath you, Max struggled to hold still as your body decided. Looking at the scrunch of his brow and hearing the raspiness of his breath, you knew he was close. You slid your hand up his chest. His hand caught yours after your thumb flicked over his nipple.

“Hey-“

“What?” You gently rolled your hips, making both of you gasp. “Are you the only one in this house allowed to take charge?”

Cheekily, he risked a grin that disappeared into a moan as you rolled your hips again. “I – I thought I was.”

“Are you sure about that?”

His answer was to grip your hips tight. Hands warm and grasping, their paired strength held you in place for his hips to thrust up. Your hands fell to lay over his. As he made you bounce on his lap, you did your best to keep your seat. Max watched you fall apart through lidded eyes. Heart thundering in his ears, he could still hear your cries and the prayer of his name falling from your lips. He watched your throat and lips. He watched your breasts bounce as he thrust. And he felt your walls clamping tighter and tighter around his length with each spear into your heat.

“Getting’ close, baby?”

You nodded frantically. Eyes screwed shut, you slammed yourself down and wriggled your hips, chasing the sensation of being completely full.

“Come on then,” he breathed, “cum for me. Gonna fill you up so good.”

He reached for your clit, circling it until you saw stars. The flames and glow of the fairy lights blurred into one radiance with Max’s awe-struck face in the center. It was the last thing you saw before you came with a shout. Your eyes clamped shut. As he continued to thrust, you fell forward to brace yourself on his stomach. You clawed at his skin, leaving thin red welts. Max groaned, then whined your name before his body shuddered. His release spilled into you, warming your already-flushed body from the inside out. The cum that spilled out around his length mixed with the mess already spread across his lap.

Dazed, you didn’t realize he hadn’t pulled out until you were laying on your side and he was lifting your leg over his thigh. “Max-“

“Hmm?”

“What – what are you doing?”

“Well, you blew me till I came. I made you cum. Then we each came again. That leaves four more.”

“Four?” You whimpered as he slowly rolled his hips. “What? Did you think we were done?” He kissed the end of your nose before burying his head into the crook of your neck and sucking a mark on your pulse point. “Nuh-uh. Have to get to eight. One for each candle and night of the miracle. Not letting you go. Not yet.”

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Masterlist

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Other MJF Fics:

A Tease of the Worst Kind (S, Ficlet)

Finish Me (S, Ficlet)

Power Struggle (Whump)

STFU (S, Summer Song-Fic Playlist)

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Other Wrestling Holiday Fics:

Snow Kisses (F) - Jack Gallagher

Happy to Help (Male!Reader, AR, F, implied S, M|M) - Ricochet

Warm Me Up (AR, S, Virgin Reader) - Elias Samson

Rain Check (F, A, Book/Coffee Shop AU) - Ceasaro/Claudio Castignoli

[pg-punk]

MJFXMale!Reader

Being apart of the Pinicle

*NOT PROOF READ*

*VERY SHORT (SORRY)*

-Max approached you about being in the Pinicle long before you started dating.

-Alough you had noithing against Chris Jericho you and Sammy have had a long lasting rivalry since day one and you would do anything to piss him off.

-Over time though you and Max had formed a intresting realshonship.

-There was no doubt you where his favourite in the Pinicle and you where treated with the most respect and kindness there witch wad a shock to everyone.

-Even though you where both heals the fans still loved to ship you two but you (thought you) knew he wasnt into you.

-Your very open about your sexualty and very proud you call yourself _______

But Max has never brought it up, so you assumed he was straight.

-Bur after the stadium stamped match, Sammy had pinned you and alough Max was bleeding from the outher side of the arena. He was buy your side as you sat in the corner of the ring.

-You had let the Pinicle down but Max held you in a hug promosing to get them back.

-when he realised you from the hug there was a awqaud few moments where your faces where millimeters apart but you carried it off.

-Backstage though Max (FINALLY!) confessed. He said that it was confusing at first because he has only dated girls but he knows now that he loves you and noithing like a silly think called gender is going to stop that

-Now and then yous two would be a tag team and even help the championships for 142 days.

-Safe to say that yous two are the most dominating couple in AEW and you love every second of it, but we all know Shawn Spears had a fan account for yous two

[andiamthedevilhimself]

Taking requests for MJF x Male Reader bc it's crimal how little fics there are :))

[issdisgrace]

LINGERIE I THINK WWE & AEW WRESTLERS WOULD WEAR

WARNINGS: Lingerie es stupido, hide your eyes if your under 18

A/N: I TOTALLY don’t have a thing for men in lingerie. Also getting back into wrestling soooo.

ADAM

JE Y

JIMMY

MAX

SOLO

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MJF WITH A SINGLE DAD

WARNINGS: None

Max doesn’t care that you're a single dad. Why would he?

Just because your a dad doesn’t change how he feels about you. And it doesn’t change who you are. You are still you. And you having a kid doesn’t change any of those things.

But he will ask a couple of questions. Like what’s their name? How old are they? Is there mother in the picture?

You tell him what your son's name is, and that he is 10 going on 11. But it’s that last question that flips everything thing on its head. That’s when you tell Max that you are trans, so you are technically the mother. And that no the other father isn’t in the picture. Due to you getting pregnant when you where 16 and them wanting nothing to do with the kid.

Max is honestly very confused. Like he had no clue you were trans. But there wasn’t really anyway for him to know either way because you have been on testosterone for a long time, you've had all the surgeries, and your name had been legally changed for years.

But despite all these revelations, Max is still absolutely and utterly in love with you. These things don’t change that and he makes that clear.

However, he is worried that your son wouldn't like him or the fact that he is seeing you. You reassure him that your son has no problem with the fact that you guys are seeing each other and that your sure he will like him.

Your words put him at easy a little but doesn't squash all the what ifs that are running through his head. Then eventually you ask him if he wants to meet your son. And despite all his anxiety surronding meeting your son, he says yes that he does want to meet him.

You guys discuss a place and time. Letting Max choose where and when the meeting will take place, sensing his anxiety wanting things to happen in his own ballpark.

Max decides on a little family owned resturant that serves some of the best food in New York. He also decides that he wants to meet up around 1 pm for lunch next Saturday.

Leading up to the meeting, Max is extremely anxious. His worries that your son won't like him consumes him and he almost calls it off multiple time.

But the day comes and then the time. And he meets your son and they click. They get along great and all the worries fade from Max's mind.

It also helps that your son is a carbon copy of you. In looks, personalitly, and intrests.

Meaning he also has things in common with your son so that defintly helps the situation.

Things go fantastic so after lunch you guys go to the mall just to walk around. Your son wants to go into the Lego store. So you guys go in and it ends with Max dropping a couple hundred on different lego sets.

Max doesn’t really care about the amount he spent as he thinks it was worth it as it warmed his heart seeing how excited your son got over the lego sets. Max is also definitely coming over to help your son put the sets together. It’s also a good way to bond with him so that is a plus.

Anyway when the night comes to an end and Max goes home for the night he is thinking about how he wants to marry you and adopt your son and become his second dad.

So it is safe to say that Max will be around for a long time to come.

[issdisgrace]

*Max being Max*

Y/N: Max please shut the fuck up. You’re so much prettier when you’re not running your mouth.

Cue a red and stuttering Max

[issdisgrace]

So I added wrestlers Adam Cole, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso​, Maxwell Jacob Friedman​, and Solo Sikoa to the list of people I write for. Feel free to send in requests for any of these people just make sure you read my request info which is linked on my masterlists.

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heyy!! i was wondering if i could request somethin for mjf?? literally anything at all is perfect i love him so much!! non-binary reader is that’s all right <3 thank you 😽😽

MJF WITH A NON BINARY S/O

WARNINGS: None

When you came out to Max and told him that you where non binary he was confused.

He had never heard the term before and despite his stubbornness he had you explain it to him.

It took him a bit but he caught on and was oh ok that’s fine. I still love you. I’ll support you no matter what.

With your openness to him. He feels like he can also be open with himself. He always knew that he swung every way but he didn’t really want to except it. But I digress.

Max took the change in pronouns and titles surprisingly well. He also will correct people if they use the wrong pronouns.

And if you want to go by a different name he takes a bit to adjust to calling you it but he ultimately catches on quickly. He also will correct people when they call you by the wrong name.

Max is super supportive. He is there with you through everything. He is quiet literally your cheerleader.

He will take you shopping to get you whatever you want. New clothes no problem get whatever you’ll feel comfortable in. New shoes alright I think the black ones would look better.

Also If you want to get surgery’s or start hormones he’ll be right there helping in any type of way.

Say if you start hormones he will compliment you on any change he sees no matter how big or small.

Every change in your appearance weather big or small it makes him fall even more in love with you. As he finally sees you being coming more and more confident and comfortable with yourself.

Due to all of this Max is also extra protective after you come out because he knows how people can be.

Max is so protective of you to the point he will throw hands any place anytime and he has but that’s besides the point.

Your also the one thing that is an absolute no go during promos. And if any wrestler doesn’t respect that and makes a comment about you being non binary he will beat a bitch right then and there.

He doesn’t care if he loses his job. It would be a 100 percent worth it to him. He defended your honor.

Also while we are on the topic of his work when you tag along with him to matches. He makes sure everyone in the whole building knows your preferred name if you have one and your pronouns.

And god help whoever doesn’t respect your pronouns or preferred name.

He once went off on a assistant for using the wrong pronouns for you infront of the whole locker room and let’s just say the wrestlers that witnessed it. Never ever accidentally or purposefully used the wrong name or pronouns for you.

[pg-punk]

Together Forver

MJFxMale!Reader

For my Fellow male MJF stans, we need love to❤️

*WARNINGS*

-slight talk of being alone and going into depression but not talked about much

-not proof read 🤪

-Not very good 👏🥳😭

Summary:

                 When the pinicle seams to be falling apart Y/N worries about losing his only friends especially when Wardlow leaves, Max is determined not to let that happen.

Y/n's POV

I watch backstage as Wardlow is being held of by multiple security guards away from my boyfriend Max. I had juts come out of a match against Sammy Gauvara yo qualify for a championship match, I won even with Max banned from ringside but we didn't have much time to celebrate ad Max had a Promo scheduled addressing Wardlow. You see after Max and Shawn had stopped Wardlow from winning I issued a challenge to Sammy and due to Wardloes disbelief he excpted. This led to me betraying Wardlow and I haven't stopped thinking about it since.

Its no secrate the Pinicle is falling apart and do matter how much Max saying iys fine it's not fine  and I'm not fine.

Befor the Pinicle I was a loner, a outsider. Then I met Max, alough he wad Mean at first the mote i got to know him the more sweet and kind he became and we starred dating.

But no the faction he inisites we built together is falling apart and I am worried ill fall into that hole again, and god knows what will happen this time.

As Wardlow is escorted out of the building by what must be 20 security guards he passes me, I feel the guilt I felt last week allnover again

"This is your fault Y/N! As much as it is Max's"

Security usher him out the building before I can reply and soon Maxs follows, not befor making sure Wardlow's gone.

"Hey Y/N"

He looks over his shoulder once more yo make sure as he walks over to me playing his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek, he is slightly taller then I am but insisted on trating me like I'm tiny

"Hey"

I assume he notices somethings wrong when I don't reply with a kiss like I usally do and I see his mood change swiftly. He grabs my face in both of his hands and seams to inspect it for uts and brouses.

"Heyheyheyhey"

He says rushed and voice gone from his cocky and self abosred self to the kind and caring Max I know and have learnt to love.

"What's amatter? Is it that Pig? Huh what did he do baby and I swear ill-"

"Max, its OK but can we talk in privite"

"Sure"

I grab his hand and lead him to my dressing room and shut the door

"Did I do something?"

"What no Max, I uh.. I'm scared"

"What? Why? More importantly who? Is it sammy because I swear to god sweetheart you will beat him up next week and if in the small possibility you won't ill set the pinicle on him"

"Max.. you see thats what I'm worried about"

"The Pinicle beating Sammy up?"

"No, that's acully cheered me up.. but in worried about the pinicle"

"Swee-"

"Yes i know you are saying it isn't falling apart but baby I'm sorry It is and I'm.. scared ill be alone again and as much ad Wardlow-"

I see Maxs face change from scared and concerned to angry

"I mean that pig hurt you.. he was my friend and I'm scared ill ya know.. be alone again"

At this point tears were streaming down my face and I coudnt stop them

"Nononono"

Max rushes over and evolpes me into a massive bear hug kissing me everywhere on my face and gently swaying menand is hold on to him for Dear life.

"Baby I promise you that would never happen, and even if there is a slight change your right you will have me, you will always have me"

He cupsnmt face with his hand as I csnt help but smile knowing that I will never be alone again.

"Theres my Smiley boy"

That's makes me laugh ad all prior worries are washed away as I rember that I am Max's and he his mine and that's perfect.

[deepdisireslonging]

Wrestling Masterlist

S = Smut     A = Angst   F = Fluff    AR = Answered Request

Adam Cole

    A Bunch of New Things (AR, S, F)

Adam “Hangman” Page

   Saddle Up (AR, S)

   Here for the Party (S)

   Height-Ho (F, S)

AJ Styles

   Tell Me (AR, S)

Aleister Black/Malaki Black

   Bite Me (AR, Ficlet, S)

   That’s Not My Name (AR, S)

   Into the Darkness (Challenge, Highlander Immortals AU)

   You’re Hot When You’re Angry (AR, Drabble, A, S)

Alexa Bliss

   What I Started (AR, S, F|F)

Baron Corbin

   Preparing for the Future (A, F, S, Breeding Kink)

   You’re in Charge (AR, Ficlet, S)

   That Scares Me (AR, Ficlet, F)

Becky Lynch

   I’ll Get Mine (AR, S, F|F)

Braun Strowman

   Past Looking (Male Reader, AR, S, F, M|M)

   Just a Touch (AR, S, F, Plus Sized!Reader)

   The Aftermath (AR, F, Ficlet)

Buddy Murphy/Buddy Matthews

   Plus One (TransMale!Reader, AR, F, M|M) 

Cesaro/ Claudio Castagnoli

   Pool Toss (Imagine)

   Only Yours (AR, A, S)

   Stop Bitting that Lip (AR, Ficlet, S)

   I Don’t Share (AR, Ficlet, S)

   Impatient (Ficlet, implied S)

   A Beautiful Trouble (AR, F, S, Curvy!Reader)

   Rain Check (F, A, Book/Coffee Shop AU)

Dean Ambrose/ Jon Moxley

   Not Just Fucking Friends (AR, Ficlet, S)

  Since When (AR, S, F, Breeding Kink)

  A Champion’s Reward (Mox, AR, S, Daddy/Biting Kink) 

  Bite Me (Vampire!Mox, A, Horror)

Dolph Ziggler

    Mutual Holds (Plus!Reader, AR, S, kinky af)

    Quite the Show (AR, S)

    Your Champion (AR, S, Age Difference)

Drake Maverick 

    The Process of a Birthday Wish (AR, S, F)

    My Favorite Things (AR, A, S, F)

    Prove It (AR, S, Plus!Reader)

Drew McIntyre

    Let Him Know (AR, S)

    Not Just Friends (AR, Ficlet, A)

EC3 (Ethan Carter III)

    Ego vs. Confidence (AR, F, S)

    Another Good Morning (AR, S, F)

    The Best of Accidents (AR, A, F)

Elias Samson 

  Elias Masterlist

Finn Balor/Prince Devitt

  Balor/Devitt Masterlist  

Jack Gallagher  

    Snow Kisses (F)

    Kitchen Secrets (F)

Jack Swagger/Jack Hager

   Don’t Rush This (AR, A, S, F)

Jey Uso

    For Honor and Love (AR, F, Implied S)

Jimmy Uso

   If We Get Caught (AR, Ficlet, S)

Jordan Devlin (NXT UK)

   Save It For Morning (AR, F, A)

   Let’s Get Away (AR, F)

   Par - Bat - Right (AR, F)

Kalisto

   Sex With Kalisto Would Include (AR, F, S, Gender-Neutral Reader)

Kenny Omega

  Kenny Omega Masterlist

Maxwell Jacob Friedman/ MJF

   A Tease of the Worst Kind (S, Ficlet)

   Finish Me (S, Ficlet)

   Power Struggle (Whump)

   STFU (S, Summer Song-Fic Playlist)

   Eight Miracles With You (S, Hanukkah fic)

Mojo Rawley

    Flawless (Plus!Reader, AR, S)

Naomi

   Just a Love Tap (AR, S, F|F)

Neville/Pac

    My King (S)

Noam Dar

    If My Lady Requests (AR, S, F)

    We’ve Missed You (AR, S, F)

    Fourth or Fifth of July (AR, F, S)

     Pt 2:  Trick and Treats (Finn/R/Noam Dar, AR, S)

Pete Dunne

     A Pretty Mess (AR, S, F, Sub!Pete)

Pete Dunne x Reader x Tyler Bate

     Which One? (AR, F, S, threesome)

Peyton Royce

     No More Whispers (AR, A, S, F|F)

Rezar (AOP)

     Hard Feelings (AR, A, S, Trans!OC)   

Ricochet

    Happy to Help (Male!Reader, AR, F, implied S, M|M)

    Dating/Sex With Ricochet Would Include... (AR, F, S, Headcanons)

Ricky Starks

   Broken Negotiations (A, Whump)

   Surrender (A, Whump)

   Sundress Season (S, F)

   Necklace (S)

   Stuck (CNC, S, A, F)

Roman Reigns  

  Roman Reigns Masterlist 

Rosemary (TNA)

   Doubt Comes In (AR, A, F, S, F|F)

Sami Zayn  

    Cappuccino, Right? (F)

    To Heaven and Back (AR, F, A, S, Plus!Reader)

    I Can’t Breathe (AR, A, F, Ficlet)

    Not Letting Go (AR, F, S, Ficlet)

Samoa Joe

    Loyalties (AR, S)

    All His (S)

    Ready or Not (AR, S, Virgin!Reader)

Seth Rollins

    Any Other Night (AR, A, S)

    Break Each Other’s Hearts Again (AR, F, A, S) 

        Relapse (Alternate Ending) (A, S)

    Pretty Little Thing (AR, F, S)

    Why Not (AR, A, S)

    Because of You (AR, A, F, S)

    Break You Apart (AR, S, F, Ambrose!Reader)

Sheamus 

    The Doctor Called (F)

    Getting Lucky (S, St. Patrick’s Day)

    I Can Wait (A, F)

    I Am More (A, F)

Tommaso Ciampa

    Angel of NXT (AR, S)

    I’m In Charge (AR, S)

Wardlow

   Do You Remember When (A, S)

   A Stranger in My Head (S, Horror)

   All the Better (S)

Will Ospreay

   A Good Handle on Things (S, F)

Xavier Woods

   Tongue Control (AR, S, F)

   Distraction at It’s Finest (S, F)

Three-some Fics

Other: Original Works and Series

  Randy Orton, Seth Rollins, Elias Samson Underwater Wrestling: Champion of the Sea (AR, no pairing)

 Dom Drabble Collection: A series of requests for ‘some kinky, rough, spanking, Dom’ Roman Reigns, Jeff Hardy, Baron Corbin, Pete Dunn, Aleister Black 

 Sister in Arms: Finn can’t seem to shake the effects of his feud with Bray Wyatt, so an old friend comes to help. Then Y/N finds herself battling on two fronts: in the ring and in her mind.  [Series Masterlist] 

  At Any Cost:  Weeks of interruptions from either side led the reader and Elias to the Elimination Chamber. Not only is a Wrestlemania moment up for grabs, but also the chance to prove who is the better wrestler and the better man. [Series Masterlist]

  Finn Balor NSFW Alphabet: A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to enjoy the differences between Finn and Balor and their relationship with the reader.  [Series Masterlist]  (In Process)

  Family Found:  When Y/N joins the journalism crew of WWE, she is trying to make a name for herself. Then her missing past begins to catch up to her, and she finds herself capable of filling a void she never thought could be filled again. [Series Masterlist]

  Thicker Than Blood (Family Found Rewrite): The Reader, newly shifted from NXT to Raw, makes an immediate statement. What follows is unprecedented wrestling: two companies destined to meet in head-to-head competition. And to boot, she has a personal battle to face. [Series Masterlist]

   Marvel/WWE Crossover: New tech in the rooms gives the reader the chance to meet her heroes.  Almost Real

   Terra’s Anti-Valentine’s Angst Challenge:  The Reader was betrayed by a close friend. When she’s saved from further pain, she can’t seem to do anything but run in the opposite direction, despite the positive possibilities. Broken Chances 

   Betrayal at Every Turn:  Serena has everything going for her. She’s on the rise in the women’s division, and she’s made powerful allies. When Serena’s world shatters, is she willing to accept help to pick up the pieces? Can she trust anyone? [Series Masterlist]

   Mox/Ambrose/Shaw NSFW Alphabet:  A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to observe the differences between Jon’s many voices and his relationship with the reader. [Series Masterlist] (In process)

   Heartstrings: Ana Lupo has convinced herself of several things. All she needs is music, war is not coming, and she has no interest in Elias. Life after college has a way of proving her wrong. Can she find her center in the one who claims to know her heart the best, and keep him too? [Series Masterlist] 

   Haunted by the House of Black: {One Shot} What it would be like to feel like you’re being watched… by something not of this plane? Lingering touches that first startle, then intrigue? All of the ghostly members of the team take turns feeling up the reader until you give in and do your best to live through the pleasure.

    Choices: Esther Garnier works at a popular speakeasy known as Howls right up until the night it’s raided by the police. When she tries to go back the next day, she witnesses a little too much of the underworld gang life. For her safety she has to join Wardlow’s crew. It becomes a race against time and men to figure out who is terrorizing not just Wardlow, his right hand Samoa Joe, his runner Ricky Starks, and Wardlow’s gang, but all the major gangs and keeping them at each other’s throats. When Esther finds out whose to blame, she regrets ever stepping foot into Howls. [Series Masterlist]