#mjf oneshot

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

mjf talking you through it 🧎🏼‍♀️ missin him extra

I'll take care of you

Main Masterlist MJF Masterlist

Warnings: SMUT, unmentioned past trauma

Summary: Reader has had a troubled past when it came to partners. She was always nervous about relationships especially when it came to the intimate part of a relationship. Luckily she found Max, he always took care of her and never pressured her to do anything she wasn’t comfortable with. What happens when she’s finally ready to be intimate with Max? 

I’ll never forget the day when Y/n told me about her past. I coudn’t believe that someone could do such a thing to someone as kind and beautiful as Y/n. She explained to me that she struggled to be intimate after what happened and I promised her I would never push her to do something she was uncomfortable with. Normally sex was all I cared about but Y/n changed the way I looked at relationships. I no longer looked at the intimate side, I enjoyed the quality time I would spend with Y/n. 

I was on my way to Y/n’s place for our weekly dinner dates. Tonight Y/n wanted to stay in which I had no problem with. She told me she made a delicious dinner and I was excited. On my way, I picked up a fresh bouquet of flowers for her kitchen. Like she said dinner was indeed delicious, she spent all day working on a delicious feast and I felt undeserving of it. After our meal, I helped Y/n clean up and the two of us picked out a movie to watch. It didn’t last long before the two of us began to make out. Every time I found Y/n on my lap all I wanted to do was throw her over my shoulder and make the most beautiful love to her. Every time I had to remind myself that I coudn’t. I wanted Y/n to make that move, we never made it past making out before she told me she coudn’t do it. I know she felt guilty about it but I reassured her that it was okay. I would wait until she was ready, I didn’t care how long it took. 

Y/n straddled my waist as she sucked on that sweet spot on my neck that drove me crazy. She delicately started to grind on me, I didn’t mind that we weren’t intimate but there is only so much one can talk. It was hard but I had to pry Y/n off me. “I’m sorry, If we don’t stop now I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself,” I told her “What if I don’t want to stop?” she told me. I was confused as to what she was talking about “What?” I asked her “I think I’m ready Max” I coudn’t believe what I was hearing. Was tonight going to be the night? 

I held Y/n close as I picked her up and ran up the stairs, carefully placing her on the bed. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked Y/n. “Yes Max, I’m sure,” she told me reassuringly. “Just say the word and I’ll stop” I removed my clothing before I carefully got on top of Y/n. I removed her clothing carefully like I was unwrapping a delicate present. I placed delicate kisses all over her body, praising her. I lined myself up with her entrance before slowly pushing myself into her. She fought it at first, it was her body’s natural instinct so I talked her through it all. “You’re doing so good baby, just relax. You need to breathe Y/n” I told her. Once her body was able to relax I was able to get fully inside her. I gave her a few moments to adjust before asking her “You alright?” she was alright so I began to slowly began to thrust in and out of her. 

I kept a steady rhythm that wasn’t too slow or too fast, just the right amount to keep us both satisfied. Y/n felt so perfect, I felt like I was dreaming. I had imagined this scene so many times before that it was strange that it was actually happening. 

“You’re doing so good baby.” I continued to praise Y/n as best as I could along with leaving delicate kisses on her shoulders. I had never quite experienced something like this before. For the first time in my life, I think I was making love. It’s very different than sex, although it’s not as rough it makes up for passion. There was something about all of this. Maybe it was the way we waited so long or the way our fingers intertwined with each other, maybe it was how all of this just felt right. I could feel my release approaching sooner than I initially wanted it to but I could also feel Y/n’s. However, I knew she was unintentionally fighting it.   

“You are so close baby, I feel it. Just relax for me. I need you to breathe for me Y/n.” I told her reassuringly “I can’t..” she let out in a shaky breath “Yes you can, I know you can. Let go, give it all to me. I got you, I’ll take care of you baby” I continued to praise. I took my free hand and carefully placed a bit of pressure on Y/n’s stomach. I felt her orgasm wash over her, It triggered my own release. The way she milked me for everything I had me lost in my own world. 

“That’s it, baby, let it out, let it all out. I got you, give it to me” I whispered lovingly as I fucked us through our orgasms. I pulled out of Y/n and held her close to me as we tried to catch our breath. There was something so therapeutic about the two of us lying together in such a state. 

“Did I hurt you?” I asked as I traced circles along Y/n’s spine. “No. I really needed that, thank you Max” she told me “I told you I would take care of you”

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[kittonik]

Ours.

Look at these two machines bro

★ Pairings: cody rhodes x fem!reader, mjf x fem!reader (this is a oneshot but could turn into a full poly fanfic if i ever get the motivation to do so)

★ Warnings: swearing, smut, haven’t read over, angry cody grr, quickish writing of smut cos idk how to do shit in detail

★ Word count: 2161

Cody was going to do it. He was going to finally confess his feelings towards you. He had your favourite flowers in hand, feeling as confident as ever. You had been the perfect pair recently with random selected mixed tag teams tournament, and just the instant connection you two had outside of work.

He got to the door of your locker room and heard laughter coming from inside. One was obviously you but the other it was...

Oh, of course it was him..

Maxwell fucking Jacob Friedman.

Cody’s good mood dimmed he was going to lose you, if not already lost to that big dumb idiot. He didn’t really think of MJF this way, they were actually pretty great buds. The wave over jealously just quickly took over. He leaned in closer to try and hear what they were saying, but in the process he knocked his head on the door, causing Y/N and MJF to jump a bit before Y/N called out “It’s unlocked come in!!”

Cody quickly threw the flowers to the side trying to hide them, he didn’t want to walk in there with flowers if there was something going on between you two and MJF makes a fool out of Cody. Cody hesitantly open the door and walked in, putting on his best fake charming smile ever.

“Hey Y/N! … Maxwell” Cody said slyly. “Y/n I was wondering if you would like to go out for dinner after the show is finished?” He asked casually, trying not to pay attention to MJF staring deeply into his soul.

Y/N sighed. “Cody i’d love to but,” she looked to Maxwell briefly before turning back to Cody, “i’ve already got some plans.”

MJF smirked and Y/N slightly hit him.

“Oh. Oh yeah that’s fine. It was just a little offer you know, I know you’re a busy person. I’ll catch you around later, you too MJF.” Cody backed to the door closing it quickly and kicking the flowers he had dropped earlier.

“Fuck, you stupid fucking idiot fuck.” He said under his breath in an angry tone. He wanted you so fucking bad but he lost you to that clown. That ugly loud talking clown with a shit show of a fake tan.

He stormed out of the building, everyone looking in his direction, Kenny Omega chased after Cody briefly saying “Hey man you all good? what happened?” But Cody left him in the dust and Kenny easily gave up. Angry Cody was not someone to annoying any further. Heading towards his car, everything was so overwhelming, stressful, he felt like he was going to cry. He wanted the dream girl, but unfortunately his luck wasn’t on his side today.

Cody got in his car, throwing himself in angrily and started driving to his hotel. ‘I hate that stupid mother fucker.’ He mumbled under his breath.

He arrived at his hotel room. He slammed the door shut, taking off his jacket and tossing it to the side.

Reaching into his pocket, pulling out one of your flowers he was going to give you earlier. ‘Can’t believe I was going to give these to her, she probably thinks a gift of flowers would be pathetic.’

He crumpled the flower up and tossed it across the room. Leaving a stain on the wall he threw it at.

He walked over to the fridge to get out a beer, yeah alone drinking was pretty fucking sad but he didn’t care he had to suppress the emotions.

Grabbing the bottle he walked over to the couch, sinking down into it and looking at the TV screen. All this pent up anger and frustration over the past few hours, he thought maybe a drink or three could make him feel better.

Grabbing the can of beer in hand he took a long swig from it, then suddenly a phone rang he picked it up without even looking to see who was calling him.

“Hello?” he said gruffly.

“Hey it’s me! I heard you left the building pretty quick, I’m a bit worried, are you at the hotel?” Y/N asked. “Yeah just now” He answered with no emotion. Y/N ignored his tone and said “I’m coming right now, MJF too.”

Cody remained silent. She kept the phone on, expecting conversation, since she loved her and Cody’s chats. but he said noting the whole time and listened to her and Maxwell make tiny pathetic conversation as she drove over. “I’m almost here, i’ll knock twice and you have five seconds to let me in.” She jokingly said as she hung up the phone.

Cody sighed, turning off the TV and sat there on the couch feeling lonely, miserable, and useless. He thoughts started to wonder. The many amounts of alcohol getting to his brain. What would you be like in bed. What would MJF be like. Has you and Max already had sex. Did you give MJF the best blowjob of his life. Could Cody be able to experience that one day, hope in the near future. Have you got kinks, Cody sure as hell did, and just by looking at Max you could tell he does too.

Would you let Cody tie you up, and dominate you in every way possible? Would you allow him to spank your ass until you cried for more? Would you allow him and MJF to absolutely destroy the fuck out of you.

Cody finished his beer and threw it away, peeping down at his newly formed boner. “Fuck” he groaned.

He pulled his pants down a little so that he could access to his erection and stroke it slowly. He reached over to the table and grabbed another beer can, slamming it down onto the counter. Grabbing his dick again, wrapping his fingers around it, completely forgetting that you and MJF were going to appear at his hotel door in any minute. He breathed out a shuttered breath and imagined you, he needed you, your name came out of his mouth in whispers. He imagined your tight pussy clenching down on his dick and every thrust, he was right in the moment when he was interrupted by banging on his door.

Banging on his door harder and harder. “CMON CODY MANN” MJF practically yelled. “YEAHH We want to go clubbing it’s been a long day!!” You half sung. Cody stopped what he was doing, and just stared at the door running to the bathroom to quickly finish. That’s when MJF busted through the door yelling “HELLO! Oh shit, bro your whole dick is out. Shit it might even be bigger than mine.”

Cody was so out of it he just stared at Maxwell, not giving a shit about the situation.

Y/N stumbled in the room, “Max you can’t just break a door like that what the he-“ You stared at Cody your eyes slowly drifted down and landed on the holy penis. You blushed and looked away. “Sorry Codes- didn’t know you were busy…”

Cody finally covered up, looking between MJF and you, he smiled. The alcohol making him feel oddly confident 

“Are you two a thing? Because I was going to ask pretty little Y/N out today but I stumbled upon this- this- little fucking thing going on. So I stormed out to my car drove here, thought about some pretty hot things, and since i’m still hard I’d like to finish off the fucking job alright?” Cody walked towards the bedroom not looking back. It was a need, it was normal. 

“No Cody we aren’t a thing,” you called after him. “I was actually talking to Max for ideas on how I was going to ask you out.” You said shyly. 

Cody slowly turned and you gave him a smile and Max nodded. 

Cody looked like a puppy, his eyes gleamed with hope, but they tuned, turned to lust. 

“You asking me out doesn’t solve the erection problem though, does it sweetheart?”

Cody looked to MJF and smirked and nodded his head to your. Max smirked back and licked his lips, his hand graced your back and pushed you into the bedroom with Cody. 

Shit. You were going to have a threesome with the 2 most arguably hottest people you know and it got you so unbelievably wet. MJF shut the door behind you. and walked beside Cody.

You stood in front of them, Cody’s cock waving at you from his boxers, it’s tip dark red, with veins, big enough to put your thumb through if you wanted to. He let out a needy grunt as you reached out and started stroking him. It grew to full mast instantly again. MJF stepped up behind you removing your clothes and started to play with your breasts, rolling the nipples, and sucking your neck, leading to you letting out a soft moan, which could get anyone hard instantly.

You looked to MJF, who had removed his shirt and pants, revealing his thick uncut dick, that is only slightly darker than Cody’s, even with his pubic hair that covered it, it’s thickness was visible when it was standing straight up. He smiled as you pulled Cody into you and slid onto his cock. As he entered your body, you moaned louder and started riding him harder, Cody moaned as well.

Then MJF wrapped his arms around your waist and began to thrust into you as well, both of their cocks sliding easily into your tight pussy, stretching you until you start crying out. You couldn’t take anymore, MJF slammed into you , pulling out and ramming himself back inside of you, over and over until you could feel yourself nearing your orgasm, while Cody was maintaining his quick pace, you moaned loudly and leaned forward onto Cody’s chest and began humping him faster.

Cody’s and Max’s hands were roaming all over your body, their mouths sucking at any place they could. You were a moaning mess and you couldn’t help it. It was better than you ever expected. 

“Oh god y/n, I need to cum inside of you” Cody whispered in your ear. “Me too, fuck you’re so perfect, you’re ours” MJF groaned. Cody hummed in agreement. “We should do some sort of baby roulette, both cum, get her preggo, see who the child is.” MJF suggested becoming breathless. Your teary eyes opened wide, so fucking weird, but it surprisingly turned you on more.

You’ve never felt this way before, it felt good. You looked to MJF then Cody, they both had such huge smiles on their faces both thinking about the baby idea going through the pros and cons. They fucked you until you came twice, your walls clenched around their cocks, their moans were matching each other’s and they eventually came as well. You laid on top of Cody’s chest, as MJF was laying on top of you partially squished you, but you didn’t mind you felt safe both of them panting as they held you close.

“Wow, guys,” you exhaled. “That was intense. You guys really are amazing.” MJF laughed and nodded his head. “Yeah.” Cody agreed planting a big loving kiss on your forehead, MJF doing the same on the back of your head. 

It was nice and warm laying in between the two guys, but eventually MJF got up and you groaned at the loss of warmth and snuggled deeper into Cody while he rubbed circles around your back. 

MJF got a towel and started cleaning the mess you guys had created, you looked up and smiled, him smiling back. 

“So about the baby roulette thing..” He said proudly, but you just shooted daggers at him. Cody was kissing your neck, but you could feel him smirking. 

“Ok, haha, plan b it is, I will get it for you beauty” MJF awkwardly laughed. 

“It’s okay, I’ll get it.” You got up off of Cody, but that was a mistake as you plummeted to the ground groaning in pain. “Second thought, yeah you go get it.” The boys laughed, and you let out a small giggled but quickly stopped. 

“FUCK I HAVE A MATCH TOMORROW GUYS.” The boys kept on laughing. “ITS NOT FUCKING FUNNY YOU CUNTS, SHIT.” 

Cody picked you up and placed you on the bed. Both boys sitting on either side of you, both laying a hand onto your thighs, and rubbing up and down coming extremely close to your area.

“Don’t worry sweet, we’re all calling in sick tomorrow.” Cody winked to you, and MJF slowly lifted his hand up from your thigh, grazing his hand ever so slightly over your pussy making you jump a little.

What the fuck have I gotten into.

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[dirtywrestling]

Hi could I request a MJF x fem! reader who’s like an alt bimbo who’s a little chubby and short (like 5’2) ? ✨

Pairing: MJF X Chubby!Shot!Female!Reader

Warnings: None really, cuteness? MJF actually being nice

Commissions: Open!

Imagines: Open!

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There was nothing more you loved than a weekend with no plans. You've been waiting for a weekend like this for a very long time. Your boyfriend Max didn't have any shows, meet and greet appearance or interviews to appear for.

Snack and drinks were laid out in front of the table as you snuggled your short chubby self into the couch. Sure, you could use your gym membership today and be active but you wanted to be indoors and spend time with Max.

Clicking the 'on' button to your console controller you made face as your X-box wouldn't turn on. Repeatedly pressing the button over and over again and hard nothing turned on. "I fucking should have switched to Playstation." You snarled, about to toss the controller.

"We are a Playstayion family under this house." Max said walking out of the kitchen with popcorn. "What's wrong, Y/N?" He sat next to you noticing the pout on your face.

"My controller isn't working." You huffed, handing it to him to fix it.

Max inspected the black controller and popped the back off and made a face. "Love, this doesn't have batteries." Max placed the clip back on the back and chuckled. "Silly girl." He kissed your red chubby cheek as you tried to hide your embarrassment.

"I knew that." You murmured.

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[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

yandere MJF after reader gives birth?

Be My Happy Girl Again

Summary: Max thinks you're focused on the wrong things once your daughter is born

Warning: Yandere!Max, possessive Max, manipulation, Gaslighting, reader giving birth, guilt, baby being used to manipulate the reader, depression, postpartum depression, reference to readers mom's death, referencing to Max having something to do with your moms death.

An: This is a follow up to this fic

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It Should have been the happiest time in your life, but all you could think about was your mom. You finished the nursery, but all wondered if your mom would have liked it. Max would bring you home a gift, and you would wonder if your mom would have bought something similar for the baby. And once your daughter was born, you couldn't help but wish your mom was there to meet her.

The tv had turned into background noise as you sat in the dark house. You hadn't had time to clean much, leaving the house cluttered, and your personal hygiene had become much less important. You were curled up on the couch, staring over at the small crib you'd dragged into the living room for your daughter to sleep in. Your chest was killing you, you needed to either wake her up to eat or pump soon, but just the thought of getting up seemed impossible.

"Y/n!!" You jumped slightly when Max ran into the room, yanking your daughter out of the crib. She immediately started screaming making you sit up.

"What are you doing?!"

"I wasn't going to just stay in the other room while you let her cry!" Your husband snapped, making you frown. She hadn't been crying, she had been asleep... right?

"What are you talking about? She was asleep-"

"You're calling me a liar? You think I don't recognize my own daughters crying!?"

"No! I just..." You shook your head slightly, trying to force your mind to think back before when Max had come in. But the current screaming was making it difficult.

"How will I ever go back to work if I'm afraid you won't take care of her?" Max motioned to the small baby he was slowly calming down in his arms. His words caused tears to well up in your eyes. What was wrong with you? Why were you struggling so much with this?

Max made a sound off annoyance, causing you to cry harder as he laid your daughter back down. "Come here," he whispered while wrapping his arms around you.

"What's wrong with me?" you cried into his chest. "Ever since my mom died, I just feel-"

"Jesus Christ." Max snapped, yanking you back from his body. "Stop thinking about her, it's been what, 3 months? You should be over it by now."

"Wh-what?" you whispered confused. He had been so understanding any other time you'd talked about your mom, why did he seem so angry.

"If you can't stop letting that effect how you raise our daughter, won't let you stay with her alone." Your eyes widened at his words.

"You can't do that-"

"Like hell I can. Your mom didn't even like the fact that we were starting a family, she probably wouldn't even like y/d/n."

"She would have loved-"

"You have to choose between being with us or the memories of that woman." Max crossed his arms over his chest, practically glaring at you.

"I-" You stuttered slightly, still crying. "I want to choose you..." You finally said, making Max's body relax and he pulled you back into his arms.

"Good. I talked to the doctor; she thinks some meds would help you feel less stressed. I'll pick it up for you tomorrow." You just nodded, used to Max doing stuff like this. "Then you'll be my happy girl again."

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[itjazzbicch]

Post-Workout

Pairing:  MJF x Fem Reader 

Summary: After losing a little challenge while working out with MJF, the reader finds herself in a situation that she's actually been waiting for...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI )(Oral M Receiving, hair pulling, swearing, degradation, shower sex, spanking, creampie)

Word Count: 932

Theme/Motivation:

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

I should've known that my pride and ego would land me in a situation like this. Challenging Max at the gym to see who could leg press the most weight, knowing he was stronger than me?

Now there I was, kneeling on the shower floor, the tip of his cock just inches away from my mouth, his hand guiding and smacking it across my lips, poking at me:

"You talked all that shit, so how about you finally put that smart mouth to good use?"

Even though I lost the bet, and this was the result, I had this feeling that I'd still end up in a similar scenario, keeping a smirk on my face while my tongue traced the slit of his cock:

"Planned on it, babe."

"Get to it then," He was never patient, let alone after a workout, pushing my head down onto his cock the moment my mouth opened wide enough.

He thought this was some sort of punishment for me, but my eyes were locked with his, a smirk still on my face every time my head bobbed up and down, grazing the muscle of his thighs as I began to deep throat his cock, keeping still when he thrusted his hips toward me.

"Such a slut for my dick, aren't you?" He was having trouble admitting how much he loved how I took him, hand taking a grip along my scalp, fucking my throat.

His speed did put some tears in my eyes, my chest burning from the lack of oxygen, the steam of hot water around us not making it easier either, but I only encouraged it, hands finding the v-line along his pelvic muscle, sliding to the side of his hips and guiding with a quicker tempo.

"Only proving me right," Locking gazes, we both began to feel how he was beginning to throb slightly, not bothering to stop, only bobbing my head quicker until he pulled me back by the hair, "Gonna be my little cum slut too?"

"Just tell me how you want it," I breathed out, taking the chance to gather myself before things got crazier like I knew they would.

I was already so turned on, barely containing my temptations, the smirk on my face growing as he sat on the bench.

"I already worked my ass off today. So, if you want this dick, you got to do it yourself," Of course, he acted like he didn't want me sitting on him, slicking his wet hair back, slouching some as I came to straddle him:

"Don't sound so bored," I teased, lining my entrance with the tip of his cock, "I'm capable of a lot of things."

"Is that ri-" Before he could finish, I dropped on all of his cock, laughing softly with a moan while seeing his lip get trapped between his teeth.

"You just tell me when you don't want to hang on anymore, baby," I kept teasing, whispering in his ear while bouncing my ass off him, adding a quick roll of my hips, "You probably used up a lot of strength lifting all those weights."

Hands running across his biceps, finding his chest and his abs next, his body proved how hard he worked in the gym, his muscles more sculpted and defined than ever before, which only excited me more, moaning louder and louder moving faster.

I could only feel as if I couldn't get enough, throwing my head back as a spank found my ass, the water making the impact sting more than it normally would have, nearly crumbling in his lap when his thumb found my clit and jumbled my nerves and made the feeling more intense.

"I better feel you cuming first," He warned, squeezing where he spanked hard, tense muscles showing that he was fighting his own orgasm.

"Just a little more," I panted out, fixing myself and grabbing his shoulders, back arching and making our chests meet, bouncing off and on his cock harder and faster, more lewd moans spilling from my lips, "I just need a little more."

"A little more?" The hand between us started rolling my clit, a pinch making me squeal and jump upwards, a newfound determination waving over me, walls clenched so hard it ached, but so close to bliss that I moved relentlessly, the wooden bench underneath of us creaking from the overwhelming speed and weight of us both.

"Hope you're ready," I barely got out, the smacks at my sweet spot trying to make me collapse again, biting my lip only to give up and moan salaciously, "I'm cuming, Max!"

From behind, his hand pulled my hair back by the hair, leaning back some more to watch how I came around him, free hand spanking:

"Who told you to slow down?"

Oh, so he wanted a flashy display? I still had some strength in me to keep bouncing, slicking his thighs after his cock, hips rolling up and against his, cooing to him:

"Fuck, you're throbbing so damn hard."

"What do you expect after riding my dick like that?" He chuckled, bringing me back so we were nose to nose, "Gonna keep being good and let me fill you up?"

"Please," I cooed back, kissing softly, moaning at the heat filling me inside, hips rocking with a stutter, rising on my knees some, both of us watching and feeling how his seed oozed out, but sat back down on his cock till I was stuffed, giggling softly as I met his lips again, "Good thing we're already in the shower, huh?" 

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[wrestling0neshots]

The Regal Behind The Belt

MJF x Reader Oneshot No warnings apply

Summary: Max has something to say about his title reign. He makes sure to credit the Regal that helped him get the belt in the first place.

Feel free to reblog! Please do not repost _____________________________

Walking into the arena all eyes are on you. The show has already started, but you're not here to wrestle.

You're not here for much. You have no bags. No coat. Just you. You look like a million bucks, dressed in high-end labels, every little detail of your look perfect.

That was your one requirement for tonight. Not to be anything less than perfect. That's what he wanted, what he deserves. He told you that you deserve to shine along side him for all the work you've done.

You check your pocket, making sure the brass knuckles are still there. Those are important.

"Regal! It's nice to see you again. It's been a while." Dax walks over, slight smile on his face. He's the only one in the cafeteria who looks any kind of happy to see you.

"Nice to see you too, Ring Of Honor going well for you and Cash?" Dax nods. "Oh yeah, there's been so much going on I couldn't fill you in if I tried." He chuckles. You smile. You've missed him. Him and all your former allies. Not that you imagine many of them will be your allies now.

"We'll have time to catch up again soon enough. You'll be seeing me around more often." Dax pulls you in for a quick hug. "Good, see you round." The two of you head in opposite directions.

You linger in a hall by the gorilla for some time. You don't want to deal with the team in there until you have to go out. So you don't.

Standing and waiting is boring, but you have your phone at least. You check through twitter, even deciding to tweet a vague couple of sentences hinting that you'll be out tonight. As the likes start to pour in, you hear your name.

"He's going out now. We suggest you get ready for your cue." With a nod, you follow the tech, listening to the crowds reaction to their champion going down to the ring. It's been a few weeks. You have so missed this place.

You listen to his promo, words insulting, precise. Smooth like butter. You'd expect nothing less, behind closed doors you've gotten to know the man well. No one knows, of course. The two of you have kept things just between the two of you.

But tonight, everyone else finds out. Including your father.

Your dad has always built you up the best he could. Taught you the ways of the wrestling world. He's the reason you're here. He's the reason you've never had anyone. Because no one was ever good enough for the golden child of William Regal.

You've worked for your father your entire professional career. You've managed wrestlers under his guidance. Done all he's said for years. Now you've out-grown him. And it's time for you to break free.

It's been a long time coming. Your plans have been in motion for a while. All it took was a little time to get him to fall for your plan.

You're signaled to get ready, so you walk up the stairs and stand behind the curtain, watching the events in the ring from a small monitor. "Oh, wait wait wait, wait, wait! Mr. Regal, I almost forgot. Guys, I have a microphone. I know it's real confusing, please, pipe down." The crowd boos.

"I wanted to say, without-" he checks his pocket but finds nothing. "Oh, one second. I must have forgotten them last night, I was a little distracted I must have left them with- Wait, actually.. bring them out!" That's your cue.

Your music hits. The curtain is pulled. Out you walk.

The crowd cheers, mostly. Some people don't seem to know how to react to you. Your father doesn't seem to know how to react, watching as you walk to the ring filled with all manner of confidence.

You climb the stairs and go through the ropes unassisted, careful not to ruin the look. Your dad says nothing to you, simply watching as you walk to stand beside the AEW champion. You pull the brass knuckles from your pocket, MJF reaching out and taking a hold of your hand. He leaves a surprisingly delicate kiss on your knuckles before sliding the weapon from your palm

"As I was saying, without these and without you none of this is possible. I mean, you did so much. You raised such a good companion for the world champion." You smirk, it's not like Max is wrong. "They might have booed you when you came out here, but hey, they respect you. Everyone in this business respects you, because-" as MJF talks he walks.

You take a few steps backwards, before turning and carefully picking up the new title belt. You take a second to admire it before looking back up, right as your father takes brass knuckles to the head. He collapses to the mat, laying there lifeless. Max crouches beside him.

"It's funny. You said I have much to learn and you're the one who made a deal with the devil. Not only do I have triple B, but I have a Regal who isn't going to betray me." Max looks up at you, gaze hard.

It's a warning to you, but you knew what you were getting into when you started this. When you convinced your father to betray Mox, when you first committed yourself to Max. You knew the price you would pay for failure or backstabbing.

MJF turns his attention back to your father. "Allow me to leave you with the same words you left me seven long years ago. Will, the game has changed. MJF exclusively hires top talent or top world class athletes. When you're one of them, send me your stuff. Yours sincerely, the champion, Maxwell Jacob Friedman."

With that the burberry clad man drops the mix, standing and walking over to you. He looks at your face, then down at his title belt that you have in your hands.

He places his hands on your waist before kissing you, it's rough and passionate, but short lived. "You're the reason I'm here right now. Not your stupid father. You. You helped me get this beautiful belt, and I'm going to give you the world for that." He smirks, placing a kiss to your cheek before taking the belt from your hands gently.

Max throws the belt over his shoulder, the two of you exiting the ring. He holds your hand as the two of you make your way through the crowd, not once stopping to look back at the ring.

He's the champion, the AEW champion. Your champion. And that is how it is going to stay for the foreseeable future.

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[heartsoulspiritelite]

MJF x Adam Cole

summary-

Soulmates were a weird thing, Max didn't even think they existed

For the longest time Max was convinced he'd never meet his. Nobody liked him, Nobody trusted him and he just felt like nobody liked or understood him. That was until he was partnered with the person who changed his life forever.

Adam Cole.

Soulmates

Soulmates were a weird thing. Max didn't think they even existed- i mean it was a stupid term with a stupid meaning.

For the longest time Max was convinced he'd never meet his soulmate. Nobody liked him, Nobody trusted him and he just felt like nobody understood him. That was until he was partnered with the person who changed his life forever.

Adam Cole.

When Cole and Friedman became the tag team 'Better than you Bay Bay' Max became the happiest he has been in a long time. He knew Adam wasn't very fond of him obviously in the beginning. But now things feel different its been awhile and they've been working together quite a bit. Max thinks Adam actually likes him now and that thought warms his heart in a weird way.

Max was sitting in his locker room sitting on the bench scrolling through his phone until the door infront of burts open with a disheveled and heart-broken Adam walking in.

"Max what did i do wrong?, why do i keep screwing things up!" Adam asks teary eyed

"Buddy whats wrong what happened?"  Max questioned going into protective mode

"Britt fucking left me Max" He explains frusterated

MJF watches Adam slide down the wall by the door until he was sitting on the floor staring at Max desperately.

"W-what?" Says in a state shock

"I know, i dont know what the hell i did wrong! She never seemed upset with me i don't what happened.. Max im a good person aren't i? Why are Britt and Roddy mad at me?" He whines shoving his face into the palm of his hands.

"Im so sorry, You are a fucking amazing person, you've helped me so much man and honestly i think that might be the problem.. Im sorry, you know they don't like me. i never mean't to cause all of this"

Adam's head snaps up at this

"Max if you 're implying that i stop hanging out with you, that aint gonna happen no matter how hard you try" He states

"Why not you never liked me before why can't it go back to that?"

Adam stands up and walks over to Max until he is stood infront of him

"You know i never believed all the things people said about you. I always knew deep down you were actually a good person."

Max just stares at him a little confused

"I was just mad because i wanted your damn title. I wanted to prove to people that i was still something." He continues while staring Max in the eyes with a serious look on his face

"I know we lost the championship match and i know we're going to fight at All In but i dont care. We are going to continue being friends no matter what you or anybody else says. You snuck into my heart max i cant just let you go" He finishes

Adam looks away and sighs while Max blushes trying to hide a smile. Nobody has ever cared this much for him before so its weird, hes not used to it but it makes him feel warm inside.

"Adam you know you're my bestfriend right. But you can't sacrifice your friends and girlfriend who you knew longer than you knew me just so we can still be friends, i wont let you" He says sadly standing up about to leave the room

All of this was very out of character for MJF.

"Max please, I dont need them alright. I need you, I need you so bad" He pleads following Maxwell

This was also pretty out of character for Adam Cole Bay Bay.

Max freezes and turns around slowly. Theres no way?!..

"You need what?.." He asks unsure

"You." he states teary eyed

"Its always been you. i tried to stop it but i couldn't , i tried so hard Ma-" He gets cut off by Max's lips on his.

Adam's arms immediately go to Max's neck while Max deepens the kiss, wrapping his arms around Adam's back.

Max taps adam waists twice to tell him to jump.

So he does and wraps his legs around Max's waist while smiling into the kiss.

Max lightly breaks apart the kiss. "You dont know how long i've wanted his" He pants catching his breath

Adam reconnects their lips grabbing on to Max's short curly hair while Max runs his hands in Adams hair.

"you're coming back to the hotel with me and we're going to take a nice shower talk this out alright, i dont want to rush anything. Im not messing anything up" He informs the man in his arms.

Adam nods putting his head onto max's shoulder and gives him little kisses.

"Okay" he whispers

You know what.

Maybe soulmates do exist.

~Cross-posted on Wattpad & Ao3~

#adam cole #mjf aew #better than you bay bay #aew imagine #oneshots #dynamite200

[delilahcalicocat]

[What Makes you think you can do that?!]

Warnings: Adam Cole being... Rude?, Swearing, Actual. On. Purpose. Injury, Blood, Undisputed Kingdom being themselves, Hospital setting.

Rating: 18+. There's swearing ahead

Pairing: MJF and Emily Wheeler (Member of FTR with her older brother and his friend)

{Authors Note: Max and Emily aren't exactly Dating, But they have an Enemy to Lover dynamic, this takes place after the Samoa Joe Match, Emily was a former member of The JAS and moved onto FTR with her Older Brother Cash, Emily has a undying hate for Roderick and Adam aswell.}

[Em's POV:]

I watched as Max had lost his belt, it was painfully obvious he was sad about it, No one but me knew that Max actually had been upset and had feelings, that's when I saw Asshole- I mean Adam Cole show up, I was ringside and didn't know what to do.

Adam Flared Max and mouthed a 'Fuck off'

I was fuming, my face was red. Every word I was gonna say was painted with a pretty amount of Venom towards the dickhead I know as 'Adam Cole'

Max was on the verge of tears, I climbed into the ring and scared off Roddy and Whoever else was there, It was now me, Adam and Max in the ring. Max winced expecting me to slap him, but Adam was on the receiving end of the slap. Max looked up in a bit of confusion.

"What makes you think you can do that?!" I shouted at Adam

"He busted his ass trying to defend your Tag Titles until The Undisputed Assholes Took them!" I said, my words spewing with venom

"How would you feel if you were in his position?! Pretty awful huh you dick." I growled

Max was in shock, I offered my hand to help him up and we got backstage.

"A-are you ok?" I asked

"I'll be good, I just need a little rest.." He said

"No, your shoulder looks broken. You should keep it in that brace you were given" I sighed

Me and Max Ended up Running into Adam again, where Adam had purposely broken Max's Nose, Blood went everywhere as Adam proceeded to punch Max.

Until I punched Adam backwards and made him cower in fear

"What. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK!" I screamed

"S-Sorry!" Adam Pleaded with me

"Don't you think you've done enough?" I seethed

Max couldn't even get up until I helped him, Adam was long gone by then since he ran off after I asked him that question.

I drove Max to the Hospital and was there for every single moment..

He wearily awoke at 3am that night, I was right next to his bed, I looked at him and sighed.

"I fucking love you, y'know that?" I said

"I.. love you too, Em.." He said back

Adam who was apparently obsessed with me, watched as we kissed and I flared him.

{"Karma's a Bitch, but i'm a bigger one"} is what I sent Adam via text

Thank you for reading! <3

#{♡}delilah's fics{♧} #aew #aew drabble #oneshot #aew fanfiction #drabble #mjf fanfiction #mjf x reader

[claymorexpunisher]

Mercury (18+ AEW Oneshot)

Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂

Pairing(s): MJF/Fem. Reader

Summary: MJF and Reader hate each other. Naturally, smut ensues...

Tag(s): 18+, hatefucking, PIV, hairpulling, marking, dubious consent.

Word Count: 540

This was requested by @smallestsnarkestgirl I'm sorry this is so short. But I really hope you like it! :)

Mercury was clearly in retrograde.

That's the only reason I could think of as to why I had called Maxwell, invited him to my home and I found myself underneath him, writhing and moaning as he groped my body with erratic touches.

I hissed, making him smirk as he pinched my nipples before he resumed kneading my breasts, leaning down to take one into his mouth and then the other, biting down on the sensitive buds and sending electric currents all the way down to my toes.

Barely any coherent words were exchanged, except for a gruff 'Don't. Move." from Max as my body continued to writhe and my nails dug into his wrists, not knowing if I wanted him on or off me.

Our dynamic was... intense, to say the least.

When I first came to AEW, we felt an indifference, at the most, toward one another.

But the more we interacted, the more our mutual indifference grew into an obnoxious mixture between unfiltered lust and blinding hatred.

Just his presence alone began to grate on every fiber of my being, fueled by the fact that, yeah, Max was definitely an attractive guy.

But I didn't want to find Max attractive.

And he swore he didn't find me attractive.

But I wasn't stupid.

So, every chance I got I poked and teased Max, only to pull away at the last second, as soon as I knew that I had him where I wanted him.

Tonight, though, it was definitely the other way around.

He had me where he wanted me, but I wasn't going down without a fight.

I let out a growl, biting into his shoulder as I felt his hard cock enter my slick pussy.

I got some satisfaction as I heard him hiss in both pain and pleasure in response, but that satisfaction was quickly extinguished by his next words.

"That was easy... you sure you're not liking this, sweetheart?" Max breathed into my ear, his voice filling the walls of my bedroom after what feels like hours of just animalistic sounds.

I could hear the smirk in his voice and instead of answering him verbally, I retaliated by tightening up my pussy in a vicelike grip around his cock, chuckling as a drawn-out groan flew out of his mouth.

"Are you?" I finally shot back, hissing and biting at his bottom lip as he gripped a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back until my neck was accessible to him.

I let out a loud moan without meaning to and my body trembled as he bit and sucked on my neck like a hungry vampire.

For a moment, my body went pliant.

All of my senses seemed to short circuit until I remembered myself and began thrashing again, chest heaving as I scratched at his chest despite the way I moaned as his deep and thorough thrusting continued.

"Shut up." Max said in a clipped tone, muffling my angry growls and moans with his palm.

"That's better." He smirked as he watched my eyes involuntarily roll into the back of my head as his cock nudged a particularly sensitive spot inside of me and my brain short-circuited once more.

Fucking Mercury... that bitch.

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[haddonfieldwhore]

wwe/aew - masterlist

nsfw / smut = ***

headcanons

nothing yet

oneshots / drabbles

best friend - jeff hardy

we make a good team - darby allin

see it in your eyes - cm punk

safe and sound - jeff hardy

wrong - jey uso ***

on your side - jey uso

ghosthunting - rhea ripley and dominik mysterio

remember me? - dominik mysterio

series

cold nights - cm punk

one

two

look after you - mjf

one

two

three ***

lowkey - damian priest

one ***

two ***

playlists

jeff hardy playlist

cm punk playlist

mjf playlist

darby allin playlist

jey uso playlist

pov: ghost hunting with rhea and dominik playlist

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

cockwarming with mjf👀

Cockwarming with MJF (Headcannons)

Main Masterlist MJF Masterlist

As much as he pretends to hate it he loves it

Max loves the way you feel so perfect around him

He could stay inside you all day if you let him

He will sit patiently inside you while you work on your computer

Max doesn't even view this as something sexual, he likes it because it means your together

However don't tease him because there have been multiple times where some innocent cock warming has lead to something much more passionite

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[mjfsupremacy]

~~~MASTERLIST~~~

HEY!

I can not thank you all enough for the likes, comments, and reblogs, You have no idea how much every single one means to me.

NOTE: While my works are technically about a real person, I work hard to try and focus on the character of MJF rather than the person who plays him. (This is why wrestling in my stories is written as real!) I don't know him or any of the other wrestlers that pop in my stories, but I do know their characters. This is all fiction and it's all for fun.

You can now find all my mutli-chapter fics in READING ORDER on @supremacylibrary

~~ THE SUNSHINE SERIES~~

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

~~RANDOM ONESHOTS~~

Mini Song Fic

McMahon Reader

Lunch Buddies

Pregnant Reader

~~EXCHANGE~~

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

~~HI BARBIE IMAGINES~~

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

~~The Cat Distribution System~~

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen

BONUS CHAPTER

Part Sixteen

Part Seventeen

Part Eighteen

Part Nineteen

Part Twenty

Part Twenty-one

Part Twenty-two

BONUS CHAPTER 2

Part Twenty-three

Part Twenty-four

Part Twenty-five

Part Twenty-six

Part Twenty-seven

Part Twenty-eight

Part Twenty-nine

BONUS CHAPTER 3

Part Thirty

Part Thirty-one

BONUS CHAPTER 4

Part Thirty-two

Part Thirty-three

Part Thirty-four

Part Thirty-five

Part Thirty-six

Part Thirty-seven

Part Thirty-eight

Part Thirty-nine

Part Forty

Part Forty-one

Part Forty-two

Part Forty-three

Part Forty-four

BONUS CHAPTER 5

Part Forty-five

Part Forty-six

Part Forty-seven

Part Forty-eight

Part Forty-nine

Part Fifty

~~The Bracelet~~

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

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[dirtywrestling]

MJF - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

Series:

None

One Shots:

A Helping Hand -💦

Summary: MJF gives you a helping hand with your Only Fans. (18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

Mile High Club -💦

Summary: Your boyfriend, MJF makes you both members of the Mile High Club. (18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

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[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

oh my gosh…how about MJF’s younger sister being bi and being afraid to tell him, but he comes to her and tells her that he knows and no matter what, he does support her because she’s always believed in him? please?

Support Is Two Sided

Summary: you exactly what the request says

Warnings: reader coming out as bisexual, Reader x Jamie hayter but it’s not the main focus.

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @legit9thlunaticwarrior @auburnwrites @damnnhausen @blaquekittycat @thesusbunny

You moaned lightly, your hands gripping Jamie’s shoulders as she bit lightly into your skin. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough for you to feel it. She was on top of you on your hotel bed, her knee securely in between your legs. You let your hands slid down, working their way into her shirt to feel more of her.

“You need to visit more,” she mumbled makes against your skin. Before you could say anything in response, your phone went off next to your head.

“Fuck.” you mumbled, grabbing it to turn the alarm off. “That’s my cue.”

“Damn brother,” Jamie groaned as she rolled off of you. “You could cancel on him, say you don’t feel good or something.”

“As much as I would love to, Max always sees through those excuses.” You were making sure you looked somewhat put together before you had to leave. Max had asked you to meet him for lunch today, and since you were supposed to be visiting him you couldn’t think of a reason not too.

“Well, I better get a rain check on this then.” Jamie watched you from your bed as you grabbed your bag.

“Of course. I’ll see you later.” And with that you left her in the room.

You didn’t really know how you started a relationship with Jamie. You had met when you first came to see Max in AEW, and what started as one night stands became eating in your hotel room and watching movies. You had even come to visit each other a few times at home. But you never actually went out together. You were still coming to terms with you sexually, and you hadn’t gotten close to telling Max. You were terrified it would ruin your relationship with him.

“Nice of you to show up,” Max commented when you finally got to the lobby.

“You said 2, it’s 1:57.” You rolled your eyes as you followed behind your brother. He led you to his car, opening the door for you before getting in the drivers seat. “Where are we going?”

“I figured we could get some food before the show tonight. So, how did it go?”

“Hm? How did what go?” Max glanced over at you from the road, almost surprised you didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Your date. Didn’t the guy from work ask you out?”

“Oh, that. He did, but I didn’t end up going.” He gave you a strange look before looking back at the road.

“I thought you got along.”

“We do, just not in that way,” you mumbled. Your hand was propping your head up while you stared out the window. Max glanced at you a few more times, but didn’t actually say anything for the rest of the ride.

—————

You wandered a bit backstage. They were still setting up for different things for the actual show, and Max had been pulled away to shoot something for tv. You didn’t have anywhere to be, and you were attempting to stay out of everyone’s way.

While not looking up, you didn’t realize you had wandered right into a team meeting.

“Can we help you?” You glanced up to see Britt, Rebel, and Jamie.

“Oh, no! Sorry, just…wandering.” As you stood there Rebel leaned over to whisper something to Britt.

“Oh, your the other Maxwell,” Britt look you up and down before seemingly deciding you were fine. “He talks highly of you.”

“Well, that’s good,” you chuckled uncomfortably. “Anyways, I don’t want to bother you anymore. You’re probably busy.” Both Britt and Rebel took that as their cue to walk past you, but Jamie hung back just enough to glance at you and to lightly touch your ass as she walked by. Your hand went up to cover your face, feeling your cheeks heat up. Eventually, you were able to keep walking.

Not long after that Max found you, and brought you to his dressing room while he got ready. You were skimming over a book when Max sat down in a chair across for you. You glanced up, seeing him staring at you.

“What?” You chuckled, giving him a weird look.

“I have to talk to you?”

“Sure?” You set the book down, looking back at him. “What is this about?”

“I- um. Well… I know.”

“Know what?”

“That um, you aren’t necessarily…straight.” You practically froze at his words. Where would he get this from?

“What gave you that idea?” You chuckled, feeing like your heart was going to explode.

“Well, I kinda noticed something in high school. And I’ve seen Jamie leaving your room. Plus I saw her touch your ass earlier.”

Your head fell to your hands, covering your face. You felt a few tears in the corner of your eyes, and the moment you let out a small sound of distress the area on the couch next to you went down slightly.

“Calm down, don’t cry.” Max let an arm wrap around your body.

“I didn’t know how to tell you.” You whispered through your hands. “I didn’t know how you would react.”

“Y/n, please look at me.” It was quiet for a moment before you finally looked at your brother. “Do you remember when I told mom and dad I was going to wrestle, and they told me it wasn’t a good idea and I should at least have a backup plan?”

“Ya…” you weren’t sure where this was going.

“You supported me completely. You came to small matches every weekend, even when out of town. You let me crash on your bed when I couldn’t afford to live anywhere else. You defended me anytime anyone told me I was waisting my life. I would be the shittiest big brother known to man if I didn’t support you.” He smiled a bit at the end of his little speech, making you chuckle.

“You were a bit of a freeloader for a while.”

“Shut up,” he shook his head while holding in his laughs. “But I’m serious. I will always support you, no matter what.”

“Thank you. I- I needed to hear that.” You both just sat there for a moment before he spoke again.

“Hayter?” You blushed slightly, looking down again.

“Ya..”

“She’s a Bad bitch.”

“Yes she is,” you chuckled, a smile on your face.

“Ya, well tell her to watch herself. I’m not above fighting a women.”

“She’s kick your ass.”

“I know,” he gave you another side hug before getting up. “But I do actually have to go. If you go left and make a right turn, you’ll find her locker room.” He winked before walking out of the room.

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[the-hanged-lover]

rules

basically just who i write for and general rules when requesting. who i write for is subject to change as time goes on. you can find my masterlist here.

please do

i will write oneshots, drabbles, and headcanons; feel free to request for any.

be detailed.

request as much as you like. i don’t mind. i love getting requests. :D

i will write about potentially upsetting topics. trigger warnings will always be present. these topics include s/h, violence, things related to suicide, abuse (never by the person i’m writing for), and profanity.

i typically write for female readers in mind, but i will do gender neutral readers or male readers if requested. i will also gladly do other pronouns besides she/her.

please do not

do not—and i cannot stress this enough—request anything smut related. ever. i will never write it.

do not badger me about requests. i’ll just delete it and move on.

i will not write about the reader cheating/being cheated on by the character you request; they can be cheated on by a different character. i will also not write anything related to a specific weight. do not request anything related to miscarriages.

tua

luther hargreeves. diego hargreeves. allison hargreeves. klaus hargreeves. ben hargreeves (original and sparrow timeline). viktor hargreeves. sloane hargreeves.

marvel

frank castle. yelena belova. matt murdock. elektra natchios. wanda maximoff. bucky barnes. sam wilson. jessica jones. steven grant. marc spector. jake lockley. stephen strange. thor. loki.

wrestling

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horror

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gen v

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mortal kombat

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killing eve

eve polastri. villanelle.

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BETTER THAN YOU BAY BAY

MJF x Adam Cole

(when they break up imma literally be crying for days. They are my only source of happiness)

Summary-

Max couldn't explain to you, why he felt the urge to protect Adam after his match against Samoa Joe, he can never stand to see the ones he cares for hurt.

But the number one questions on his mind are, Where was Adam? Why was he so late to Max's match? But when he tries to ask Adam about his things go a little bit south until Adam returns beat up, and Max doesn't take any bullshit answers

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Who did this to you ?!

He couldn't explain to you, why he had such a strong urge to protect Adam tonight, especially after getting his ass handed to him. But he does give himself props. He beat Joe. You told you he would, he never doubted himself. But even after he felt like practically dying, He saw Joe try to lunge at Adam and risked everything just to protect his brochacho.

Max's number one question is, Where was Adam? Why did he take so long to show up? He was supposed to come down to the ring and support his best friend throughout one of his most important matches in his career against Samoa Joe, it's long time story telling yall. This match meant so much the kid inside him. They did it. They proved it to everyone, infront of his New York peers. Why the fuck was Adam so late?

Okay he's not really mad. Adam still came and supported him, he was an amazing friend, and even injured himself for Max.

Walking back stage was tough, he felt so much pride, but at the same time all he felt was agony. Everything hurt. In all honesty both men were in pain, Cole was still suffering from his ankle injury he endured moments earlier.

Adam was helping him walk, While trying to hide his own limp. He had Max's arm around his neck with his arm wrapped around Max's back. They made their way into doc sampsons and sat there in silence with occasional small talk until both men were cleared to leave.

"Max how are you feeling?" Adam asked gently once they were in the car headed to the hotel that the roster was staying at.

"Everything fucking hurts" He replied while favoring his neck, turning his head slightly to look at Adam

Cole grimaces slightly in sympathy

They soon arrive at the hotel and walk in silence until they reach their shared room.

Adam hasn't shared a room with Britt in so long, he feels guilty, but it's not really his fault. All tag partners room together everywhere right?

They take turns showering and unpacking and packing up certain things until both are done and drained.

Adam walks out of the bathroom and he finished brushing his teeth and took a seat by MJF who was sitting on the bed, leaning against the bedframe, scrolling through his phone while holding an ice pack to his neck.

Max looks over at Cole and sighs.

"How's your leg doing? Dude what the fuck even happened?" He asks laughing slightly

Adam shows a small smile

"Max I don't even know, I jumped the ramp to get around to you guys faster and I guess I screwed up my leg or something" He says rushed, he didn't want Max to worry about him, he knows he would so he tries not to make it a big deal.

Max throws him a concerned look

"Dude are you gonna be-" He tries to ask before getting cut off

"Max im gonna be fine alright, everything's good, let's not focus on that let's focus on you. You're in more pain than I am, tonight was your night. You won Max, and I couldn't be more proud of you" He says reassuringly and scoots closer slightly

Max smiles back gratefully but still not fully convinced. He doesn't want to push it so he asks the question that's been on his mind since he saw Cole rush out to cheer him on.

"Adam. Where were you? Why'd it take you so long to show up?" He states seriously

The older man shifts uncomfortably and avoids eye contact

Max notices

"Cole."

"Look. I- uh. I needed to visit Roddy alright. But then he tried to guilt me into staying longer. I didn't. I came back to watch you of course. I'm sorry I never told you, didn't mean to alarm to and i stayed backstage because i thought you wanted to do this on your own." he says quietly still avoiding eye contact

"Bay Bay, how many times do I have to tell this to you. The man is clearly faking it. He's just acting like a jealous ex fucking boyfriend so you'll pay attention to him"  He states trying to get the information through Adam's head, after readjusting his grip on his icepack

But apparently this angers him

"Max what do you know? All everyone has told me is that I'm stupid for being your friend. They all tell me how your gonna turn on me once the time is right. Roddys just acting like a dick right now, but he's still my friend. I need to support him like im supporting you. If they have to get used to the fact that your my bestfriend than you can get used to the fact that Roddys mine" Adam rushes out quite angry

Max feels his eyes widen, and backs off not wanting to cause chaos

"Fine. Goodnight" He says quietly, dropping the subject.

Max turns lays down on one side of the bed and gets under the covers before turning around, facing away from Adam, he lets his icepack rest behind his neck.

"Turn off the lights" He orders before going to sleep.

Cole suddenly feels guilty eat away at him.

This was Max's night. Why did he freak out on him? Everything the man said was true.

"I'm sorry Max" he whispers before getting out of bed to turn off the lights

He doesn't crawl back into bed though. No, he puts on a hoodie and leaves the hotel to go on a walk to get refreshed.

He still has a slight limp but he's had worse. He can deal with it.

He's quite chilly out so he tucks his hands into his hoodie pockets in an attempt to stay warm.

He doesn't get very far until he hears hushed whispers.

Cole tries not to look back and keeps walking. That is until he feels himself get grabbed and thrown onto the ground.

He groans in pain.

The group of people keep kicking and clawing at him. Adam let's them, he doesn't attempt to shove then away, he just curls up into a ball and waits for it to be over.

The attack goes on for another 5 minutes until he hears them talk to one another before leaving.

"Fucking asshole" He hears one of them say, the voice sounds familiar

He tries to look up and catches a glimpse of who they are. All he sees is blurs for about 5 seconds until his sight clears.

Of. Fucking. Course.

Its Roddy & The kingdom.

He should have known. Honestly he should've. He shouldn't have went to that damn hospital. He should've stayed with Max the whole time.

He's slowly drags himself off of the ground and rubs away the blood flowing from his nose from when he face planted onto the ground.

He groans in agony limps back to the hotel slow as ever.

He attempts to open the door quietly so he can sneak back into bed without worrying his tag partner.

But obviously that doesn't end up happening. The universe never seems to be on his side.

He opens the door to Max worryingly pacing around the room.

Once his eyes catch Adam's he rushes over and starts talking a mile a minute.

"What the fuck?! What happened?! Are you okay? Who did this to you. I swear to God Ada-"

"MAX im fine okay don't worry about me" he cuts Max's rambling off in an attempt to shrug of his concern.

Max grabs Adam's chin and stares him in the eyes.

"Don't worry about you?! Adam I swear to God. Don't you lie to me. Who. Did. This. To. You." He says dead serious

Adam shivers

"Max. I-"

"Adam. I'll fucking bend you over my knee" He says a threat.

Coles eyes widen as he feels his face get hot at that.

He knows he's serious to. Max will. It's almost happened before.

"It was Roddy and his gang" the flustered man whispers

Max is furious. He'll fucking kick their asses.

But he calms down enough so he doesn't flip out anymore infront of Adam.

"Come here" He guides Adam gently into the bathroom and sits him down on the counter.

Max goes between Coles legs and grabs a were wash cloth, he gently rubs the blood of his face and body.

Adam catches himself staring at Max, the way he's being so careful not to hurt him more. He likes the way Max looks whens he's focused. It's hot.

"Max.." Cole whispers to get his attention

MJF looks up from where he was almost finished patching up Adam's cuts on his arm.

"What is it?" He says concerned

Max examines Adam's face and gently puts his hand on his cheek and rubs

"Kiss me or leave me" he says quietly but bodly

This catches Max of guard and he flinched a bit, looking wide eye and flustered

"What?" He says confused

"Please, kiss me or just get it over with and leave me" The long haired man whimpers

The curly haired man smiles

He grabs Adam's face lightly and presses his lips onto his

Adam grabs the back of his neck and carefully as he can without causing the other man any pain.

"I'm not going to leave you Adam, I love you to much to do that" He whispers once they break the kiss

Adam smiles

"I'm sorry for getting upset at you earlier. I knew you were right. I just wanted to give him a chance" he apolagizes

"Its alright man don't apolagize, but don't think they're getting off the hook for this. Im gonna fucking kill them." Max states, he's eyes full of fury.

"Thanks" He starts before hopping of the counter so he can properly hug the man

"And by the way I love you too Max" he finishes and grabs Max so he can reconnect their lips.

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Edit- so um I made this before I watched 9/27 dynamite bruh I did not know Adam's ankle was THAT BAD like holy crap😭

~Cross-posted on wattpad and ao3~

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