#mark briscoe x reader
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Pairing: AU!Prisoner Mark Briscoe x Fem!Reader
Warnings: +18, adult theme, smut, dirty talk, con non-con, dub-con, manipulation, coercion, cursing, degradation, mild power play.
Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore
This was your first time inside a prison and you were terrified. The cell was dark, moldy, lifeless, and smelt like piss and dirt. Since you were still waiting for a vacant cell in the nearest female facility, you were sent to a prison that currently accepted inmates for transfer. Your eyes roamed around the 6 by 8 feet gray cage, no doubt this would do wonders to your sleepless nights, the place seemed like something out of a horror movie set. From behind you, you heard the soft catcalling coming from the rusty steel bars and quickly turned around to face the man leaning against the gray bars.
“God damn, ain’t today my lucky day?” He took a handful of his crotch, squeezing his cock before he stepped inside the cell.
“Pardon me, sir. But you can’t stay here” You spoke as firmly as your anxiety allowed you to.
The man continued to walk towards you, his amused chuckle was wide enough for you to get a glimpse of his missing front teeth.
“Is that right, sweetheart?” He trapped you between the steel bunk bed and his body, “And why can’t I stay inside my own cell?”
The man towered over you, his disheveled beard tickled your forehead, deep brown eyes gleamed with amusement, and a smirk played on his full lips. His gaze traveled up and down your body, eyeing you up until you shifted in place, feeling completely vulnerable and uncomfortable under his burning stare.
“I didn’t know this was your cell. They just shoved me here, but I don’t want to bother you, so I’ll just ask the guard to put me in an empty cell”. With a disconcerting smile, you tried to step away from him but he just pushed his body against yours, precluding you to get away from him.
“Oh, no no no, baby. You gon’ stay right here with me” Mark’s fingers twirled around a loose strand of hair by your face, “We gon’ be cellmates, sweetheart. And we’ll have a lotta fun together”. His index finger began to trace random patterns on your exposed cleavage, and you could feel his cock beginning to harden against your lower belly.
“You see, you’ll have to be careful here though, sweetie. You’re a fish, and people will take advantage of you because of it”
“What’s a fish?” You mumbled quietly, watching as his finger slipped inside the collar of your tank top.
“See? That’s what I mean!” He chuckled, and the scent of fresh tobacco flooded your nostrils. “A fish is a newbie, someone who’s never been in prison before. They take advantage of the fresh fish and do all kinds of crazy shit to them. The minute they set eyes on you, they’ll fuck you up, sweetheart. They’ll have no mercy on your pussy” Mark laughed loudly before dipping his finger between your breasts and slowly moving it up and down your chest.
“Unless of course, you have an owner, then, depending on who your owner is and his reputation, they’ll leave you alone. But I’m presuming that pretty pussy is vacant?” He smirked, delight covering his features once he spotted the fear and despair settling in your face.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought” He cackled and suddenly stepped away from you “Well, I can only wish you luck tomorrow when the guard comes open our cell in the morning”. Shrugging, he settled in the bottom bed and while sitting on the thin mattress, Mark watched you desperately walk back and forth inside the cell. He mentally counted to 5 and that’s when you stopped to look at him.
“Could you maybe help me?” Your eyes screamed with fright “I don’t know, can you somehow defend me?”
“I could do that” Mark waited for the relieved smile to take over your lips so he could continue “BUT, my price is very high, sweetheart. Do you have anything good with you? Money? Cigarettes? Weed? Instant ramen noodles?” He saw you deflate like a hot air balloon while shaking your head in response to his options.
Mark held back his smirk and started “Then how am I supposed to help you, sweetie? This is a prison, not a church. There ain’t no charity happening in here”
“I…I’m sorry, but I don’t have those things with me. I can pay you when I leave, I promise you I’ll pay for everything the minute they grant me my parole!”
Now Mark had to laugh, he figured you were naive but not to the point of it being this ridiculous. “Oh, baby. You are out of your goddamn mind! That sweet talk ain’t gonna fly in here, you gotta give if want to receive”
“But I don’t have any-”
“You know what’s really valuable that you’ve got?”
“No” You answered meekly
“Come here” Mark crooked his finger, beckoning you closer. Once you were at arm's reach, he pulled you down to straddle him.
“What the fuck are yo-”
“Shhh, shut the fuck up” Mark’s hand covered your lips, preventing you from continuing to talk. His free hand dipped underneath your denim mini skirt, fingers brushing and tracing your outer lips. He groaned at the feeling of your warm core against his calloused fingers “This warm little pussy is the most valuable thing you’ll ever own inside this prison. If you want something, sweetheart, all you gotta do is offer this” Mark’s thumb traced lazy circles around your red lace-clothed clit. “And you’ll get anything you want”.
You abruptly pulled your lips away from his palm “I’m not going to fuck you if that’s what you’re implying!” You meant to move away from his lap, but the expertise of his touch on your bundle of nerves had your body melting.
“Oh no, baby. I’m not saying you should fuck me, you’re missing the point here. This is simply a business transaction! You want something I can give you and in return, you got something I’ve been dying to have ever since I got locked up”. His fingers swiftly pushed your lace thong to the side, allowing his middle and ring finger to slip inside your surprisingly wet entrance. “This ain’t two people meeting at a bar and going back to a hotel for a quick fuck, this is pure business, baby. I ain’t gonna be your boyfriend, I ain’t gonna bring you flowers, I’ll just prevent this pussy from being taken advantage of inside this prison, and in return, I’ll fuck you whenever I want”.
Mark’s fingers moved swiftly inside of you, stretching and caressing your walls most intimately. He was an explorer, you could tell from the way he crooked his fingers in different directions and used different speeds to test what would be more successful with you.
This very same scenario kept playing in your mind during the entire previous night, you knew sooner or later you’d see yourself in this very same position of having to sell your body in exchange for something, you just didn’t expect it to be on your first day inside this shithole.
“You’ll be smarter if you get me as your owner because trust me, sweetheart, you don’t want any of the guards using this pussy. You know why?”
“Why?” You shuddered when his tongue licked a stripe across your neck. You tried to fight back, but your body seemed to betray you ever since it was underneath the hillbilly’s expert touch.
“Because you see, I’m nice. I’m thoughtful enough to make this pussy nice and wet before I can play with it. Shit, I even want you to enjoy this too. But them? Oh darling, they’ll fuck you up! And not in a way that’ll have you begging for more” Mark chuckled “But me, I do care ‘bout all of that! I’m that nice” His free hand tosses your hair over your shoulder, his rough fingertips drawing lazy patterns across the skin of your collarbone.
“I’ll be the best friend you’ve ever had, baby” Mark huffed a laugh, his brown eyes stared at your face, reveling in the way you struggled to keep a straight face.
“Feels good to have a real man’s fingers inside that pussy, doesn’t it, sweetheart? You seem the type that goes for those preppy college boys. The ones who wear a sweater vest with a v-neck and everything. You know, the usual rich sissy bullshit”.
You felt your wetness dripping on his clothed crotch as he pulled his fingers out of you, Mark lifted his hand up and shoved both fingers in his mouth, loudly sucking your juices off his flesh before he placed the same fingers inside your mouth, deep enough to make your gag reflex come to life.
“I bet they only fuck you in missionary” He chuckled as you continued to choke “Oh, look at all of the pretty whore sounds you’re making for me right now, sweetheart. Do they ever fuck this pretty little mouth? I’m guessing not. But don’t worry, darling. We’ll have plenty of time to turn you into a professional slut before you get out of here, I’ll teach you everything you need to know, don't you worry now.”
Mark pushed you to the side on the steel bed, you clumsily fell on your hands and knees, and from behind you his laugh echoed “See? You’re a fast learner”. The grip on your hips was deadly, you could feel his trimmed fingernails sinking into your flesh as he pushed your hips back.
Mark lifted your mini skirt up, his satisfied moan upon seeing your core covered with a damp red lace had you squirming underneath him. “Just look at you” He speak when your gaze met his over your shoulder, “Such a fucking pretty sight. Fuck, you gon’ keep looking at me when I slid my cock in that wet pussy, do hear me? I wanna see those beautiful eyes going wide when fuck you nice and deep”.
You couldn’t force yourself to pull your eyes away from him. There was something so primal, so raw about him that had the most hidden part of your being begging for him to fuck you the minute you caught a glimpse of his orange pants being pushed down to his knees.
“Just like that” Mark snapped your red thong in half and tossed it over his shoulder, he grabbed his length, and gave the tip a firm squeeze before rubbing it across your wet folds, “Just stay still and be a good little fuck hole for me, Bambi”.
Your hands closed around the thin bed sheet once the pressure of his crown sliding into your opening brought a slight discomfort.
“Oh, this pussy is so motherfucking tight” He hissed “It’s like fucking a virgin pussy all over again”.
Mark’s words pulled a moan you couldn’t hold back anymore. As more of his cock settled into you, the volume of your moans began to grow louder, “Oh my poor Bambi, they just fuck you like a lady, don’t they? They’ve never fucked you like a dirty whore before?”
A high-pitched scream escaped your lips once Mark was buried inside of you, “It hurts so good” You mumbled to yourself.
Mark leaned forward and whispered in your ear “That’s because a real man is fucking the princess out of you, sweetheart”, his hand pushed your hair away from your face, “Look at that beautiful cock whore face”. His lips gave open mouth kisses on your cheek while praising how good you felt around him.
The sound of heavy boots echoed down the cell’s corridor and Mark instantly covered your mouth with his hand, “Shhh shut the fuck up! Don’t you fucking make a sound!”. He listened carefully as the guard whistled and laughed at the other end of the corridor.
“That’s a good little toy, keep quiet for me” Mark slowly began to move his hips again, you could still hear the guard’s voice but it was getting distant with each minute. A brief moment of sanity crossed your mind, and you instantly tried to move away from the man behind you, but Mark used his body weight to keep you in place. He pinned your hands above your head as you screamed against the old mattress.
“Stop whimpering, bitch! You’re getting a pretty good fucking deal here!” Mark sank his cock deeper into your void, making you moan and scream, “No, please. I don’t want to do this anymore…I changed my mind”.
“Well, that’s too fucking bad for you, slut. Because I’m enjoying this tight pussy too much to stop” He chuckled.
His words made your walls clench around his hard cock, the added grip making him grunt “I knew you’d like that, you dirty little bitch”. Mark’s free hand traveled down your body until it stopped at your mound. You tried to close your legs to prevent him from touching you but he only laughed “Go ahead, bitch. Make that pussy extra tight for me”.
You whimpered and held back a moan when Mark’s fingers began to circle your clit. His beard tickled your nape and his tobacco breath warmed the skin of your cheek. You soon found yourself pushing your body to meet his thrusts, yearning for that release you haven’t had in a long time. “Oh, fuck yes. Use that cock, baby. Fuck yourself with it” Mark moaned, his words earned a needy whimper from your lips.
In between his rough thrusts and hair-pulling, you felt yourself drowning in a sea of overwhelming emotions: fear, need, hate, desire, lust, panic…it all flooded you like a tsunami. And in between your weak moans and Mark’s vigorous moves, you only managed to hear a distant “Better get used to this, Bambi. I’m going to be having you every day from now on” between heavy pants.
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Sfw head cannon with Mark Briscoe?
Mark will do anything to make you smile
It's refreshing from the very serious guys you had been with in the past
Family is very important to both of you, even if you can't decide where you want to raise yours
Mark is partial to the South, but you have always been a New England girl
Sometimes he looks at you like you're his personal angel sent down from God themself, and you didn't think it was possible to be loved that much.
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I was meant to send this earlier but I’m just now getting to it.
AEW stars of your choice reacting to the fem!reader having her/a wrestlermaiea moment, like winning a title or ended a rivalry.
AEW Stars React to: Your Wrestlemania Moment
Pairings: Eddie Kingston X Fem!Reader (Platonic?), Ricky Starks X Fem!Reader, Daniel Garcia X Fem! Reader, Mark Briscoe X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader (Platonic?), Hook X Fem!Reader, Dante Martin X Fem!Reader
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Supreme Speaks: Thank you to @hookerforhook for requesting and supporting me. I apologize for being off the radar as shit as been hitting the fan in my life. I will upload more posts this week. But as always, my inbox and requests is open for everyone. P.S you are loved and greatly appreciated.
Warnings: None really....i think, gifs are not mine, I repeat: gifs are NOT mine
Taglist: @triscillal @wwenhlimagines @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @sheinthatfandom @eddie-kingstons-wifey
Backstory
Winning the Title:
You won the Royal Rumble and had a first-class ticket to Wrestlemania
Where, also, you had the opportunity to the main event with Becky (Or Charlotte or whoever else you want)
After a feud that has been brewing for a couple of months, it all came down to this
You were gonna walk in as the challenger and walk out as the champion
And you did exactly that
All while giving the crowd and fans around the world memorable moments and five-star moves
After 15 minutes, the bell rung and all was said and done as you held the championship over your head
You celebrated with those at ringside (family, friends, fans) before blowing a kiss to the camera
But most importantly to the person who has always supported you, no matter where he is
Ending a Rivalry:
You have been in a rivalry with Liv Morgan (or someone else)
At first, you two were running the division as a tag team before being split up due to comparisons and underlying tensions
After months and months of scathing promos, vicious attacks, and iconic moments
You two were set to wrestle in a No Holds Barred match at Wrestlemania
Even though y’all weren’t the main event, ya’ll stole the show
With moments that involved blood (if you wish), ladders, kendo sticks, and breaking tables
In the end, you were the only one standing with your hand raised as the winner
You helped Liv up before hugging in the middle of the ring
Eddie Kingston
This man would be screaming “I told you so” to everyone and their mommas
Blows up your phone with spam of “You did good! I guess” “Drag her!” “Dawg you suck lol jk” “I’m proud”
You know how Eddie just randomly posts stuff? He’ll just post a pic of you at Wrestlemania followed by memes or old Japanese Wrestling
Eddie would try his best to promote your win to everyone in his line of sight
Cuts a promo and ends with “Also, congrats to Y/N! Hella proud of you skunk”
I also have a feeling that because Eddie is close with you, he would take this win for you a little more personally than how people would expect
He’s happy that you’re experiencing something that he has yet to have
Ricky Starks
MANS IS HELLA PROUD
Wishes he was there ringside, but Ricky sends his support from afar
Make three separate Instagram posts and five tweets about you, all talking about how you’re amazing (and how you’ll meet stroke daddy later)
“LOOK AT MY BABY WITH THE W”
Makes all of his friends congratulate you with posts and comments (will literally take their phones and do it for them if they don’t)
Refers to you in promos to make his opponents (especially ex-WWE) jealous
“Well, unlike you, my girlfriend was actually able to have her Mania moment”
Spoils with presents (wink wink) you as soon as you guys are reunited
Daniel Garcia
THIS MAN IS A MENACE WITH YOUR WIN
“Your win is my win right? So technically I won at Wrestlemania too?” “No.”
Makes your win his Twitter header (don’t matter if you’re together or not)
Will brag on Isiah’s vlogs and to the JAS
Will taunt people like “Did your girlfriend win at Wrestlemania? No, didn’t think so”
Like Ricky, he will post you on his Instagram and Twitter with simple or funny captions
Would genuinely be proud of you and all of your accomplishments;
And would definitely make your Wrestlemania picture/outfit his Home Screen
Mark Briscoe (My twin flame)
HOMEBOY FUNNY AS FUCK
Would definitely tell you that he saw it coming “I CALLED IT!”
Would send you some flowers that remind him of you and tells you that you did a good job
Mark will ramble on and on about your match to Penta and Fenix
Will turn a promo into being about your win
Will compare your victory to an animated movie where the hero wins all the time
“You know like that one film?” “Cars?” “No…Up! That’s what it called”
Although he hasn’t made it to WWE yet, he is extremely proud of you and will defend your victory till the very end
Jeff Hardy
THIS MAN IS BEYOND EXCITED
As a man who has had his Wrestlemania moment; he’s happy that he had yours sooner rather than later
Will recount his own Wrestlemania moments and reminisce as he looks at your bright smile
Jeff would be the one who dedicates his next gear and facepaint to your Wrestlemania gear
Gives you a spill (speech) about living up to standards and upstaging yourself on future occasions
“And if you don’t feel confident…just jump off the ladder, the floor will catch you”
I want to say that in future matches he would use your signature move or like a common move that you use
Jeff is so damn sweet and will continuously support your accomplishments
Dante Martin
This man is a cutie patootie
Darius would definitely post Dante’s reaction (involves him jumping up and down and screaming at the screen)
Would FaceTime you and just listen to you talk about the entire thing from your perspective
Would call/text you “I’m so proud of you baby”
Cites you (and this specific moment) as his inspiration for future interviews
Would have flowers delivered to you with a little note attached
Hook:
His silent celebrations speak volumes
Would definitely take you out to show how proud he is
I feel like that Hook would be the type to like a post about your victory/moment
But what would really solidify your relationship would be that he posted you on his story with a black heart
That’s also how he confirms your relationship
The wrestling world goes wild as he also wears a hoodie of your merch or posts a picture of ya’ll kissing
Like Dante would also have flowers delivered to you, idc what you say
"I love you and I'm so proud of you"
#aew#all elite wrestling#all elite wrestling imagines#jeff hardy#jeff hardy imagine#daniel garcia#aew hook imagine#eddie kingston#aew imagine#eddie kingston imagine#aew hook#daniel garcia x reader#dante martin#dante martin imagine#ricky starks#ricky starks imagine#mark briscoe#mark briscoe roh
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Being married to Mark Briscoe would include...
Requested by @dorkyvillain
Sitting on his lap when you are tired.
Stealing his shirts.
They are way too big for you and he finds it really cute.
Running your fingers through his beard.
He kisses his wedding ring before every match for good luck.
Doodling on him when he can’t sleep.
He liked one so much he got it tattooed.
Feeding the chickens together every morning.
Wearing his merch.
If you wear someone else’s shirt he takes it off you and puts one of his own on you.
There have been a lot of ripped wrestling shirts in your house because of it.
Playing with his hair.
Jay loving when you are around because you control his craziness better than he can.
He definitely snores and it has woken you up many times before.
Goofy dates in the weirdest of places.
Sharing bags of jellybeans.
#mark briscoe#mark briscoe imagine#mark briscoe x reader#wrestling#wrestling imagine#roh#roh imagine#ring of honor#ring of honor imagine#would include#my og post
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Your Body is a Wonderland Masterlist (18+)
Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ WWE NXT Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist
Updated 23/03/2024
A line through the title means it is coming soon.
Guidelines & List can be found here.
If you want to be added to the Tag list let me know:
A Little Bit Rough (Completed) - #16: I'm a lover, not a fighter. Unless you like it rough ♡ La Knight x f/Reader
Almost There (Completed) - #17: Respect me. Adore me. Dominate me. ♡ Wardlow x f/Reader
Bad Things (Completed) - #8 I wanna do bad things with you. ♡ Jay Briscoe x f/Reader
Bedroom Floor (Completed) - #4: Your clothes would look nice on my bedroom floor. ♡ Darby Allin x f/Reader
Bite Me (Complete) - #14. It's just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved. ♡ Darby Allin x f/Reader
Bodies Together (Completed) - #24. I want to do bad things to you. ♡ Dan "Drilla" Moloney x f/Reader
Can’t Keep My Hands To Myself (Completed) - #5. I just want you to be happy. And naked. ♡ Adam Page x f/Reader
Centerfold (Completed) - #1. I want to capture you like this and freeze it forever. ♡ Christian Cage x f/Reader
Forget My Name (Completed) - #23. I want to forget my name while I’m busy moaning yours. ♡ Wheeler Yuta x f/Reader
Get in My Bed (Completed) - #25.I need you and I want you. Butt naked. In my bed. Right now. ♡ Cash Wheeler x f/Reader
Give It to Me (Completed) - #26: I don’t have a dirty mind, I have a sexy imagination. ♡ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader
Howlin' For You (Completed) - #20. I just want some sex so nasty that there will be absolutely no question that I’m going to hell. ♡ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader
I Feel You (Completed) - #7. Kiss my neck. . me. Pull my hair. Trace my spine. Hold me down. Use your tongue. Make me moan. Don't stop till I'm shaking. ♡ Wardlow x f/Reader
In My Head (Completed) - #18. I have sex with you a lot in my head. ♡ Cash Wheeler x f/Reader
Kiss Me More (Completed) - #8. I wanna do bad things with you. ♡ Kyle O'Reilly x f/Reader
Leave Your Mark on Me (Completed) - #14.It's just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved ♡ Bron Breakker x f/Reader
Let Me Love You (Completed) - #3. Let's make out, have sex, cuddle and have a deep talk. Then let's have sex again, go out to eat, then go back home, watch a movie, and have sex again. ♡ Cash Wheeler x f/Reader
Love to Love You Baby (Completed) - #10. You make me smile… and also super horny, but that's not the point. ♡ CM Punk x f/Reader
Need You Tonight (Completed) - #25.I need you and I want you. Butt naked. In my bed. Right now. ♡ Wardlow x f/Reader
Never Tear Us Apart (Completed) - #16. I'm a lover, not a fighter. Unless you like it rough ♡ Brian Pillman Jr x f/Reader
No Sleep (Completed) - #11. It's not that I'm horny all the time. It's just that you're always sexy. ♡ Hook x f/Reader
Send It (Completed) - #21. I wanna be the reason you slightly tilt your phone away from others when you read it. ♡ Dan "Drilla" Moloney x f/Reader
Smile for Me (Completed) - #10. You make me smile… and also super horny, but that's not the point. ♡ Chuck Taylor x f/Reader
Spread Them (Completed) - #7. Kiss my neck. . me. Pull my hair. Trace my spine. Hold me down. Use your tongue. Make me moan. Don't stop till I'm shaking. ♡ Wardlow x f/Reader
Starry Eyed (Completed) - #3. Let's make out, have sex, cuddle and have a deep talk. Then let's have sex again, go out to eat, then go back home, watch a movie, and have sex again. ♡ Kenny Omega x f/Reader
Take The Pleasure (Completed) - #14. It's just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved ♡ Hook x f/Reader
Take It Off (Completed) - #4. Your clothes would look nice on my bedroom floor. ♡ LA Knight x f/Reader
The Right Touch (Completed) - #3. Let's make out, have sex, cuddle and have a deep talk. Then let's have sex again, go out to eat, then go back home, watch a movie, and have sex again. ♡ Brian Pillman Jr x f/Reader
Thinkin' About You All The Time (Completed) - # 18. I have sex with you a lot in my head. ♡ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader
Wants and Needs (Completed) - #20. I just want some sex so nasty that there will be absolutely no question that I’m going to hell. ♡ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader
Want You Bad (Completed) - #17: Respect me. Adore me. Dominate me. ♡ Adam Page x f/Reader
#your body is a wonderland#your body is a wonderland Masterlist#wrestlers x reader#wrestlers x reader smut
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Updated Request Rules & Guidelines
My first set of WWE Fanfiction Requests!
Hey everyone, if you’re reading this and are interested in submitting a request here are the rules/ guidelines of my doing requests. I thought long and hard about doing this and while I’m nervous I feel like doing requests will give me a kick to write more.
Requests will remain open as long as I feel like. I have the right to close them but will give fair warning in advance of closing the request.
Rules/ Guidelines:
1. All requests will be for male superstar / female reader (i.e. Finn Balor X Y/N). I have not written slash in a long time and am not prepared to jump back in. I will be dipping my toe back into that in the future but not now.
2. No self-harm/rape/death stories. They aren’t for me. I can’t write them. Note: Other things such as depression, anxiety, etc. are okay and allowed to be a part of the request but I will not write extremely triggering things. It’s difficult to write for me and even more difficult for some to read.
3. Requests will be filled as I am inspired by them. Not first come/first serve. You can’t rush writing.
4. Relating to the above rule you must be patient. If you are pushy or flat-out mean about how long it is taking to fill your request I will not finish it, no matter how good an idea it is.
5. I will write fluff, angst and smut. Be specific in what you are looking for.
6. I will accept requests from Anonymous but please know that if I can’t reply to your request there is no way of notifying you when it’s going up/ if I would like clarification on your request.
7. If you request smut you must be 18 years of age or older (AKA off anonymous and someone that lists their age in their profile). Also, if you request smut I cannot guarantee it will happen. If it doesn’t fit the story I won’t just throw it in there.
If you want to help inspire me:
1. Submit a particular image/ lyric/song/quote you associate with the request. I will try and use that as a guideline for my story.
2. Give me specifics. Don’t just say “A cute fluffy story with Pete Dunne, please and thanks!” That’s not enough.
Wrestlers I will write for: (Note, I know much more about WWE wrestlers than other promotions so please be kind if I don’t their characterization just right.)
· Adam Cole
· Adam Page
· AJ Styles
· Aleister Black
· Alex Shelley
· Andrade “Cien” Almas
· Baron Corbin
· Bobby Fish
· Bobby Roode
· Brian Kendrick
· Cedric Alexander
· Cesaro
· Chad Gable
· Chris Jericho
· Chris Sabin
· Cody Rhodes
· Corey Graves
· Dean Ambrose
· Drew McIntyre
· Elias
· Finn Balor
· Jason Jordan
· Jay Briscoe
· Jeff Hardy
· Johnny Gargano
· Kassius Ohno
· Kyle O’Reilly
· Mark Andrews
· Mark Briscoe
· Marty Scurll
· Matt Hardy
· Mojo Rawley
· Mustafa Ali
· Neville
· Pete Dunne
· Roderick Strong
· Roman Reigns
· Sami Zayn
· Seth Rollins
· Sheamus
· TJ Perkins
· Tommaso Ciampa
· Tony Nese
· Trent Seven
· Tye Dillinger
· Tyler Bate
· Velveteen Dream
· Will Ospreay
Note: If you have an idea for a wrestler not listed above send me the request but PLEASE include an alternative choice for the character. This list doesn’t mean I absolutely will not write for some people but this is who I feel I am comfortable writing.
A final reminder: If the rules are not adhered to/ a request makes me uncomfortable I will not complete the request. You all need to understand that a request is just that, a request. I will do my best to fill them all but this is not a contract. So please, be understanding of mine, as well as all, writer’s limitations and guidelines.
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Mark briscoe kinks list 👀
I was waiting for this moment, hallelujah 😌 This will probably get 0 notes, but you know what? The heart wants what the heart wants and my heart wants Mark! So if you feel that way too, I hope you enjoy it 💋
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Breeding: A breeding kink refers to the intense arousal at the thought of being impregnated or impregnating someone.
Your eyes darted down at the plastic stick, the eight-lettered words would certainly bring joy to your and Mark’s world.
“Bam-bam, where you at?” The familiar accent and nickname brought a smile to your face.
“Bedroom” You quickly responded, and prepared yourself for your next action.
“Aren’t you dressed yet? I thought we were going to Earl’s for a burger!”
“Think fast” You squealed and threw the pregnancy test at him
Mark’s quick reflexes caught the plastic stick mid-air before he looked down at the object in his hand.
“No fucking way! Are you for real?” He asked, eyes wide open and a stunned look on his face.
You nodded back and Mark felt the air leaving his lungs as he rushed “No, seriously. Bambi, are you pregnant? This ain’t one of those stupid internet pranks that you show me all the time, is it? Because my heart can’t take it, sweetheart. If it’s a joke you gotta tell me right now!”
“No! It’s for real. I’m pregnant”
The low growl was all you were able to process before being tackled by Mark. You landed on the bed with a loud crack and a gasp “Oh shit, I think we broke the bed!” You giggled as Mark’s lips pressed on your neck and his rough hands cupped your breasts.
“Fuck the bed” He groaned “I need you, Bambi. I need you right fucking now”
“I’ll take that you’re happy with the news?” You teased as your hand caressed his buzzcut.
“I’m in goddamn heaven right now!”
Rough hands pulled your shorts down your legs, dragging your panties along with them. The sound of Mark’s jeans being unzipped was enough to make your desire leak down your bare legs.
“I wanna put another baby in you, Bambi. Maybe we can have twins”
“Mark, that’s not how twins are made, baby” Your chuckle turned into a moan when his tip teased your swollen pearl.
“You never know until you try it, bam-bam”
Abduction Play: Engaging in staged capture and imprisonment of a partner, or a group of people. Often involves bondage and sensory deprivation and can also incorporate elements of punishment, interrogation, sexual violation, intimidation, humiliation, and slavery. Those involved often choose to dress up to reinforce the scene. Captors might opt for police or military uniforms, or dress all in black, topping off the look with leather gloves and threatening masks.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit risky for a lady like you to be walking around the woods by herself at such hours?”
Your head darted to your right, to where that voice came from. The accent perfectly matched the figure leaning against the old oak tree. His hands toyed with a pocket knife, cutting and shredding pieces of tobacco before he continued “You seem a bit lost, sweetheart. Need help to find the way home?”
“No, thank you” You quickly answered, fear began to instill within you “My boyfriend is waiting for me back home, I just wanted to get a shortcut”
“Boyfriend, huh?” The man huffed, causing the fresh scent of tobacco to flow to your nostrils “And what kind of man leaves his woman walking around these woods at night..” It only took him three steps forward to reach you “By herself?”
His fingers toyed with your hair, twirling the loose strand between his fingers “It’s not wise to leave a pretty lady like yourself alone at night. There’s a lot of weirdos walking around these woods, they might even try something with you and we don’t want that, do we, sweetheart?”
A loud gulp could be heard before you whispered “No, sir. We don’t. Now if you excuse me”
Your feet moved but you somehow were still in place. Looking down at your arms, you could see the pair of hands wrapped around your forearms, trapping you in place against the man’s body and the tree behind you.
“Why such a hurry, sweetheart? We barely met”. His deep brown eyes admired the way the moonlight glowed on your skin, the shimmer on top of your cheekbones was soft and highlighted your cheeks, making them appear fuller like one of the bunnies he used to hunt in the woods.
“You’re not from around here, are you? I figured you weren’t because you look like one of those girls from the fancy tv advertisements, you know the ones that models for hair and skin junk” The man’s hand momentarily left your forearm to touch your cheek with his knuckles “Yeah, it feels soft too. You’re not from around here! Tell me something, sweetheart, is your whole body soft too? I bet it is, you look expensive, smell expensive, feel expensive…Is that pussy expensive too? Will it turn me into a fancy man after I’ve fucked it?”
“Look, I don’t want any problems-“
“Oh, me neither, sweetie! I don’t want any problems too” The sound of his switchblade being dragged on the tree trunk behind you made you gasp “Please, don’t hurt me”
“I ain’t gonna hurt you, pretty thing. My momma taught me better than that! But you see, she also taught me to never let anyone make a fool outta me and unfortunately for you, your boyfriend has something that belongs to me so I must take something from him too, and the most expensive thing he owns is you”.
“He doesn’t own me” You shivered at the feeling of the blade now being dragged across the top of your breasts.
“Of course, he doesn’t, sweetheart. Because I do now! And if I were you, I’d be a nice, obedient girl and do exactly what I say because” The switchblade now pressed against your cheek “I don’t mind playing with a toy that has a few scratches on it”
Auralism: The state of being aroused by sound. Moans, slurps, wet stroking, skin-on-skin slapping, choking, storytelling, roleplay, dirty phrases, and even instructional masturbation audios all make up part of the spectrum of erotica in audio.
Mark opened the door of his hotel room, he was finally alone. Tossing the contents of his backpack on top of the bed he found the one thing he was looking for: his headphones. Kicking his shoes off his feet he jumped on the bed, reaching for his phone in his back pocket he opened his archives and clicked on the audio files.
As soon as the ruffling of clothes could be heard on the headphones, he closed his eyes to relive that memory perfectly.
“Mark, please baby, put it in. I need it, I need you” Your voice moaned in his ear, causing his hand to grab his semi-hard length through the sweatpants.
Mark heard the moment you both moaned in unison “Fuck” before the sounds of your wet core filled his ears.
“Oh shit” He grunted on the bed, hands quickly fumbling with the fabric of his pants in desperate motions to pull his - now hard - cock free.
“Oh my god, yes. Just like that, baby. Shit, you fuck me so good” Your voice stated in the headphones. The sounds of skin slapping skin, moans, and your wetness now fully rumbling in Mark’s ears.
“Oh, my fucking…Bambi, so close. I’m so fucking close” He moaned loudly, sinking his heels on the mattress and moving his hips up, Mark began to fuck his hand at the same pace as the audio.
Mark always had a photographic memory, and in times like this, it was a blessing. He remembered everything lividly, the lingerie you were wearing, the feeling of your skin on his palms as he squeezed your flesh, the perfume you were wearing, how soft your hair felt against his chest as he fucked you from behind, the taste of your kisses, the warmth of your breath against his skin. Everything was being savored again like a cheat meal, a meal that you crave for days on end until you finally get it. It would take a while for Mark to go back home to have what his body desires, but until then, this will have to work.
The soft humming of the a/c and the warmth of his cum on his white shirt made Mark sigh loudly “Just one more week, Bambi”. He smiled at your picture on his phone background before he stood up from the bed to take a much-needed shower.
Consensual Non-Consent (CNC): A form of roleplay that two or more people engage in what emulates some form of forced activity. It can be sexual or non-sexual.
His hand slipped under your faux leather skirt, and fingers soon found the hem of your purple lace thong.
“Get off, asshole” You tried to push him away, but the man was bigger and stronger than you.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Isn’t this what you wanted when you bent over the bar counter while wiggling that nice ass mere inches away from my face?”
“I didn’t even see you there, you jerk!” You spat beneath him. Mark’s fingers snapped the thong string against your hip, “Na ah, that’s not the kind of language a good girl like you wants to use, Bambi” He warned briefly
“Fuck you!”
As soon as the curse word left your lips, Mark’s hand landed on your cheek, the warning slap was enough to make your skin sting underneath his fingers “I told you to watch that fucking mouth of yours, didn’t I?” Mark chuckled before his hand covered your mouth.
The hallway that led to the restrooms was dimly lit, with a small secluded space by the left of the female restroom. That’s where he had trapped you before you could even get to the bathroom.
His scent hovered above you, it was stained in your memory as well as on your skin and clothes. The mix of freshly chopped wood, mint, tobacco, and honeyed whiskey was potent enough to erase any signs of your perfume. The moment he glued his body against yours, he printed his scent on your being.
“Go to hell, dumbass!” You scoffed as you tried to pull his hand away from your mound
Mark scoffed at your futile attempts to establish distance between you. He pushed you back on the brick wall, placing his forearm underneath your chin, and pressing on your neck. He sprawled his hand on the wall behind you, successfully locking you beneath his arm and making it impossible for you to leave.
“We’ll have to work on your manners, sweetheart” Mark’s fingers pushed your lace thong to the side and began sliding through your wet lips until they stopped at your entrance. Two calloused fingers filled your void, making you hold back a moan
“Otherwise how am I supposed to introduce you to my momma with such a dirty mouth?” Mark whispered against your chin before his lips moved up to capture yours in a heated kiss.
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Mark briscoe x Reader abduction play / cnc please ♥️
You can find it right here darling 😉
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That’s My Girl ~ Jay Briscoe
A/N: It’s his birthday and you bet I wasn’t gonna let the day go by without a fic for him. Requests are open!
Requested by: no one
Warnings: implied smut
Based on this song(That’s My Girl- JLS)
Summary: Everyone’s eyes are on you, one wrestler’s in particular, but only Jay gets to take you home and he loves that everyone knows it.
It was the night after Global Wars and, since both Ring of Honor and New Japan were together again, everyone had decided to go out to a local club. This only happened once a year so when it comes round, it is definitely taken advantage of. There were several people you hadn’t met properly yet, and you couldn’t wait to get to know them.
You were wearing a pink dress that was probably too short for anybody’s good. It hugged you waist and showed off your cleavage. You had matching heels and a sparkly purse too. On nights like this, you knew anything could happen, but one thing you knew for sure was that Jay’s jaw would hit the floor when he saw you.
“You ready to go?” Deonna called out. You checked your makeup one last time before stepping out towards the door where she was waiting. “Wow.” You giggled at her reaction and complimented her on her outfit as you walked to your cab.
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The music blared in your ears as you entered the club. Your eyes scanned the building for Jay. You had greeted a few guys already who were smoking outside, so you knew exactly where he was.
“Ladies.” A strong British voice sounded from behind you as Deonna turned and excitedly hugged the man. “Hey, Marty.” You said offering him a fist bump which he took. “I’ll catch up with you later, I know where Jay is.” You smiled at them and made your way to the bar, opting to grab a drink before heading over to your boyfriend.
After ordering a drink you noticed the people next to you started talking oddly quietly. You moved your head to look at them and instantly recognised their faces. Evil and Sanada. You had never met them, so this was going to be fun.
When you saw the younger man studying your body, you turned and faced them fully. “Sanada.” You addressed him. “Y/L/N.” He replied, focusing on your face again. You shot Evil a smile and he nodded back at you, taking a gulp of his drink.
“I must say, Y/N, look absolutely amazing. Quite a change from what I’ve seen.” You had built a reputation at Ring of Honor for being the hardcore chick that beats the crap out of everybody, and it seems like it broke the walls of your company. You smiled down at the floor and quickly inspected his attire. He had a navy button up shirt tucked into black jeans with a leather jacket on top, his hair slicked down.
“I wish I could say the same, Seiya. You’re looking handsome as always.” He smirked down at you and moved a little closer to you. You peered over his shoulder at Evil who had started a conversation with someone else. Grabbing the collar of his jacket, you leant close to his face and stared deeply into his eyes as he put his hands on your waist.
“Too bad you’re not taking me home tonight.” You told him. He let out a breath that was warm on your face. “You bet.” He muttered. You stepped back and grabbed your drink off the bar, throwing down some money. “Til next time.” He nodded his head slightly, looking you up and down one last time before you left to talk to Jay. He watched you leave, staring at the way your hair bounced off your shoulders, and how your hips swayed. His hand brushed through his hair. “Damn.” He uttered to himself as he faced the bar again.
You walked confidently over to where Jay was sat with Mark and a couple others, finding him staring at you intently. You realised he must have seen the whole situation. As you got closer, he stood and met you halfway. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he kissed your cheek and nuzzled his head into your neck, your hands resting on his biceps.
He pulled his head up and looked all over your face before settling on your eyes. “You’re looking sexy as all hell babe.” He whispered to you. Laughing, you pecked his lips and thanked him. “I don’t like the way he had his hands all on you though.” His eyebrows furrowed slightly as his eyes grew darker. “Kinda makes me wanna take you to that hotel and remind you I’m your man.”
You move your hands to the back of his neck. “Maybe I’m not the one that needs reminding you’re my man.” A smirk appeared on his lips as he shook his head slowly, amusement in his eyes. “Those damn heels, they turn you into something else.”
Leaning closer to him, you whisper in his ear, “You should see what happens to me when they come off.” You feel him take a deep breath in as you nibble his earlobe. His hands twitch at the base of your back.
“Screw it.” You hear him mumble under his breath just before he went back to the table to tell Mark you were leaving. Mark put up a bit of a fight, claiming you had hardly even been here. He was right, you hadn’t even reached the table yet. You gave a small wave to Mark with a pleading look in your eyes.
“Yeah, fine, whatever. I’ll cover you.” Mark grumbled in defeat. Jay turned to you with a mischevious smile, grabbing your hand and leading you out the door.
When you left, you felt eyes watching you, some wandering down your body. Jay seemed to notice too as his hand got tighter around yours. Really he didn’t mind because he knew everybody was seeing you leave with him, and everybody knew that you were his girl.
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One Last Time
Summary: He promised you he would never go down that path again. But when the truth proved itself to be the opposite of what you believed in, how will you react when you have to choose between your heart and your mind (also, wow! When your summary has more plot than the actual story 😂 This is basically smut with no plot)
Word Count: 2110 words
Pairings: Jay Briscoe x Reader
Warnings: +18, smut, explicit sexual content and a shit ton of dirty talk
Editor: @thenightmareismyreality
My undying supporter and plot Beta: @letsgivethisonemoreshot
Tag: @theworldofotps , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @writtingrose , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @hungmanhorsecarriage , @new-zealand-chic , @aerynscrichton , @thealliasylum , @wrestlersownmyheart , @crowleysqueenofhell , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch
A/N: So here’s the thing: Jay Briscoe’s fandom is incredibly small (do I hear crickets? 🤔🤣) and I’m proudly a part of it. I love this man and there are so little stories with him out there and it makes me so sad 😢 I’m gonna be real and say that this will probably never reach beyond 4 notes or something, but you know what? Whatever! Because I’m going to get this out of my system and profess my undying love for this man. So if anyone out there loves him too, you’re not alone ❤️😂. If you’d like to check out my previous works, you can find them on my Masterlist ❤️
Gif by: @gangstanappah
I knew it would end like this. When I met Jay, something inside me told me to watch out. He smelled like trouble, looked like trouble and I felt drawn to him because of it.
Getting a little taste of the “forbidden” soon became an addiction, and boy I was hooked. His taste, his words, his touches. Everything he did was borderline maddening because he did it so perfectly. My very own twisted fairytale felt like it could go on forever, until it didn’t.
Police broke into my house to arrest him and I was shocked. Of course I knew he was bad news, but not THAT bad.
Still, I stood by him. Every Saturday I went down to James T. Vaughn Correctional Center to visit him. He always swore to me that this would be the only time I went near a prison because of him.
Did I believe him? Yes
Was I wrong? Absolutely!
Two years after he was free, police arrested him again. I only found out because he called me from the police station. I let him say his piece, and hung up the phone without speaking.
For my own good I had to cut all ties with him. He called repeatedly from prison but I never answered. He left messages in my voicemail - I listened, cried like an idiot, and deleted them. He somehow even got a phone inside the prison - which I’m sure his brother Mark arranged - and kept texting me, so I just ignored it all.
A few of his things were still in my house so I just placed them inside a cardboard box and shoved it in the small closet underneath the stairs.
Even though it pained me to do it, I had to, for my own good. I loved Jay more than anything else in the world but you know what they say: sometimes love is not enough. And in our case, that phrase was a perfect fit.
One year later
For most people, Friday night was a party night. For me, it meant Domino’s pizza, cheap wine and Netflix.
I was waiting for Tony - the delivery guy - as I scrolled through my phone. I was hungry and the pizza couldn’t come fast enough, when someone finally knocked on the door.
“About fucking time!” I groaned to myself as I walked towards the front door.
I grabbed 20 bucks and opened the door “Damn, Tony. What took you so long?-” The words died on my tongue while I stared into Jay’s green eyes.
Fuck, he looked even better than before. His tanned skin was complimented perfectly by an oversized white shirt and baggy jeans, and paired perfectly with his yellow timbs. His beard was longer, and his buzz cut was neatly trimmed. He had a few more lines around his magnetic green eyes, but it only made him look more handsome.
“Tony still takes over forty minutes to deliver pizza?” He asked with a faint chuckle.
I didn’t know why, but his “pretend that nothing ever happened” demeanor deeply annoyed me, and I did my best to mask my excitement to see him behind a frown.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were locked up”
“I was, but I left this morning. I went to Mark’s and took a decent shower and had some sleep in a real bed. Although it wasn’t the bed I wanted to be in” He groaned while eyeing me from head to toe.
Even though I was in a pair of black yoga pants and matching black tank, I felt incredibly exposed.
“What do you want, Jay?” I tried to sound annoyed, even though on the inside I wanted nothing more than to jump the man.
“You. I want you” He stepped closer to the doorstep andI could smell the cologne radiating from him “365 days and you were all I could think of. I thought about you night and day. I dreamt about you. Rubbed one off thinking about you” His hand cupped my cheek “My peach”
I could feel it. The warmth of his skin, his scent drowning me, his lips so close to mine…
“My juicy lil’ peach” His tongue softly darted out and licked my bottom lip “So sweet” He repeated his actions again “And all mine”.
With that specific word, my eyes snapped open and I pushed him away.
“No, Jay” I took a step back from his inebriating scent “You promised me that it would be the first and last time you would go to prison and you lied! You told me I would never have to see you behind bars again, and two years later you were calling me from the precinct saying they would take you to Vaughn again! I couldn’t do that anymore. What was I supposed to do? Watch them take you away and applaud? Visit you every Saturday again? Listen to a bunch of cop-outs of how it will never happen again? That it will be the last time? I can’t do this and you know it” My voice was nothing but a whisper at this point “You promised me it would never happen again. You knew I didn’t want you in the middle of whatever the fuck your brother and his idiotic friends do. You had a choice, Jay. I gave you a choice. And you made it, so now you have to live with that”.
My heart sank with every word. I wanted nothing more than to say “fuck it” and take him back in my life. But I knew better than that. Accepting Jay would be the same as saying “do whatever you want, I’ll always wait for you”. Although a part of me knew I probably would, it wasn’t the right thing to do. But why must the right thing feel so wrong?.
Jay nodded and asked “Can I at least grab some of my stuff? If you still have it, that is”
I agreed and let him, pointing towards the small closet underneath the stairs where the box containing his belongings was. At the same time, Tony brought the pizza and left. When I closed the door, placed the pizza on the coffee table and turned around, Jay was staring at me. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed in front of his chest, green eyes staring at me so intensely…Like he had done so many times before.
He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards me. “Your hair is different” Calloused fingers were now playing with my soft strands “It’s longer. I like it” His fingers roamed up to my scalp.
He took a handful of my hair before tugging it “I get a better grip now” Jay pulled my head back so I could look into his piercing eyes “It makes it easier to keep you in place. Toss you around. Make you look up at me when you suck my cock. And pull you towards me as I fuck you from behind, just the way you love it”.
A shocked gasp left my lips when his free hand closed around my neck “You’ve always liked it dirty” Jay smirked. “You like when your man gives it to you rough, don’t you, peaches?”
“Jay” My voice was faint and I gathered all of my strength to attempt to stop myself from falling into his web “I told you-“
“I know, little peach, I know. But don’t you think we deserve a proper goodbye? After all we’ve been through together, we deserve it, don’t we? We deserve to officially say goodbye to the way our bodies move together, to how nicely your pussy milks my cock, to how full your mouth gets when I bury myself down in your throat, or how much I can make you squirt when I eat you out”.
Jay quickly turned me around and pressed his front against my back “C’mon, peaches. Just one more time” He pushed my hair to the side and kissed the side of my neck “You know you want it, baby. Say it! Say how much you want your man”.
He walked us forward until I was trapped between the back of the couch and his toned body. His beard scraped against my neck as his hands roamed down to my hips, where he squeezed the supple meat and held me in place as he rubbed his erection against my ass.
“Jay” I gasped “You need to leave” My mind flooded with memories of how perfectly Jay fit inside of me.
“Do I?” He nibbled on the pulse point of my neck “Are you sure you want that, peach?” Warm, calloused hands roamed up to cup my breasts through the tank top “I know you better than you do. And I could be wrong but something tells me you don’t actually mean that, do you?” His tongue darted out and traced the outer part of my ear shell before nibbling on it softly.
“Now, I might be overstepping here and if I am, you just say the word and I’ll leave. But didn’t you miss me? Not even a little bit?”
My silence was enough for him to continue and so, Jay dipped his hand inside my yoga pants “Yes, you did” He whispered but soon the soft whisper became a growl when he found no barriers between his hand and my damp folds.
“Fuck…no panties?” His middle and ring finger began to circle my clit “You were secretly waiting for me, weren’t you? You knew I was leaving today, and knew I would come here after you” He panted “You’re so fucking wet…my little peach” Quickly removing his fingers from my pants, Jay took his juice covered fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean while humming “I missed how sweet my peach tastes, so fucking delicious”.
Not able to contain myself anymore, I rubbed my ass against his clothed erection. *One more time. Just one more time* I mentally repeated to myself like a mantra.
“Fuck yes, baby. Rub yourself against me” His hands had a stronger grip on my hips this time “Feel what you do to me”.
Following a natural instinct, my hands went to my back until I felt the buckle of his belt. My fingers fumbled with the cool metal until Jay’s warm fingers covered mine and helped me free him from his pants. At first contact of our skins I moaned as my hand softly pumped him up and down. My body buzzed with excitement of having him in me again. His size, his girth, everything about him was perfect and made me scream internally.
Jay’s hands pushed my pants down my legs as he whispered in my ear:
“Put me in ya” He panted “Put my cock inside that sweet, warm, tight pussy, baby”
I slid his cock between my folds to lube him up before pressing his tip against my entrance and slowly sinking down on it.
My hands gripped the backrest of the couch as I felt him stretching me. It felt so familiar and yet so foreign. Jay’s hands tightly gripped my hips as he pushed me up and down on his cock while growling “Fuck, peach. The tightest pussy I ever fucked” His hand slammed down on my ass hard, surely leaving a red handprint behind “And all mine, right baby? This sweet lil pussy is only mine”.
Unable to stay still anymore, I leaned forward on the backrest of the couch and began to move my hips back to meet his thrusts.
“Fuck yes, stick that sexy ass out, just like that” I felt another sting on my ass as he moaned. “Fuck yourself on my cock, baby. That’s right, make good use out of your man’s dick”
Jay watched me move up and down his length until he felt my walls tightening around him. I gripped the couch cushion as I felt the sweet release approaching me.
Jay covered my body with his, held my hips in place and began to thrust in me from behind at a frantic pace.
“That’s it, peaches. Make a mess on me” His hand roamed down and rubbed my sensitive bundle of nerves “Milk my cock, baby. Make me cum with that tight lil pussy”. His words triggered something deep within me, and as he commanded, my body obeyed.
“Fucking hell, you squeeze me so fucking good” He moaned and kept thrusting in as his cum filled up my walls.
Jay kissed from my shoulder to my temple and the only thing I could say in return was:
“Welcome home, my love”
#jay briscoe#jay briscoe x reader#jay briscoe imagine#the briscoes#briscoe brothers#jay briscoe fanfiction#masochist writes#roh#roh imagine#roh fanfiction
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✨Masterlist✨
Finally my old lady’s ass figure it out how to do a masterlist,so here you go! Updates: Once a week
98% of my writing is smut, so please be a responsible little bean! +18 readers only
Updates: Once A Month
WRESTLING:
Roman Reigns
Not Everything Is What It Seems
Coping With Your Fears
A New Experience
Birthday Surprise
Taking Care Of Business
The Problem That Starts With An B
Who?
What’s Your Bet?
Guess Who?
The Perfect Opportunity
Papa
Miami Nights
To Catch A Thief
Taking The Reins
In Need For A Private Lesson
Never Forget The Rules
The Peace Maker
Sirius
Sirius Part 2
Don’t You Just Love Birthdays?
Blue Is My Favorite Color
Things You Make Me Do
Someone
Prove Me Wrong
Acknowledge Me
A Night To Remember
Mr. Reigns
Eddie Kingston
First Time
Dexter Lumis
Confession
Verlangen
Teaser
Payback
Limited Time
Wardlow
Period Sex
Gentle Giant
Aleister Black/Malakai Black
Watcher
After Hours
Ask Drabble
Feast
Into The Woods
Unsolicited Visitor
Jay Briscoe
One Last Time
Kink List
CNC
Mark Briscoe
Kink List
Fish
Jay White
Better The Devil You Know
Ask Drabble
Sinful Sunday 2
It Will Come Back
Cold Blooded
Temper, Temper
Pop That Cherry
No Good
Inmate
Churchyard
Love, hate, love
Behind The Curtains
David Finlay
No Good
Hook
Under The Water
Ghostly Entertaintment
Back To You
Kenny Omega
Being With The Elite
Matt Jackson
Being With The Elite
Feral
One’s Not Enough
Target
Salty
Salty 2
Salty 3 (ask)
Dawn
Salty 4
Take me to church
Villainous!Matt
Nick Jackson
Sinful Sunday 3
Sinful Sunday 4
Being With The Elite
Yoga Partner Gone Wrong
NSFW Alphabet
One’s Not Enough
It Happened Quiet
Target
Villainous!
A different Nick
Red lights
Take me to church
Good Boys Go To Hell Pt 2
The Purge
Adam Cole
Video Games
Judgment Day
Pretty In Pink
Pink Lights
Damian Priest
Just Pray
First Time....With A Twist
A Night To Remember
Nascosto
MJF
Enjoy The Silence
Tommaso Ciampa
Why So Cynical?
Adam Page
Serve Me
Edge
Absolution
Homecoming
Drew McIntyre
Anger Management Part 1
Anger Management Part 2
A Friend To Help You Freshen Up
Paralysis
Let’s (Not) Keep It PG
Let’s (Not) Keep It PG Part 2
Let’s (Not) Keep It PG Part 3
(Her) Bitter Past
Childhood Games
Paul In Blue Overalls
A Little Reminder
In A Heartbeat
Difficult Times
Would You Fancy A Cup A Tea?
Finn Bálor
A Wise Advise
A High Price To Pay
The Choice
Spa Day From Hell
Our Day Will Come
A Demon, But Also A Brat Tamer
Only For Tonight Pt.1
Only For Tonight Pt.2
Nevermore?
Second Chance
Ilinx
Drunk In Love
Sinful Sunday 1
Salome
Jon Moxley
Fire And Gasoline Part 1
Fire And Gasoline Part 2
A Song For You
New Tricks
Kitty
Like Altair and Vega
Pleasant Surprise
One Bottle To Blame
Red Stains
Sleepwalking
Claudio Castagnoli
Dubious Benefits
Not A Sound
Baron Corbin
Cultural Differences
Seth Rollins
Mrs. M
Maybe It’s Called Fate
Sunset Pt.2
Only For Tonight Pt.1
Only For Tonight Pt. 2
Conquest
The Peace Maker
Rhea Ripley
Seraphic
Work For That
Another Day, Another Lesson
Homecoming
Cash Wheeler
Castle
NSFW Alphabets
Kenny Omega
Jay Briscoe
Eddie Kingston
Malakai Black
SERIES:
ILLICITUS (ROMAN REIGNS X READER - CURRENTLY IN HIATUS)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
INSANIA (MALAKAI BLACK X OFC- COMPLETE)
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
WHERE I BELONG (EDDIE KINGSTON X READER - IN PROGRESS)
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
THE BEGINNING OF THE END (ELP X READER X JAY WHITE - IN PROGRESS)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
THE TWELVE DISCIPLES (NICK JACKSON X OFC X MATT JACKSON)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
STOCKOLM (BLACKPOOL COMBAT CLUB X READER)
Prologue
Chapter 1
THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD (KENNY OMEGA X OFC)
Prologue
WHAT YOU CAN LEARN (MJF X OFC - IN PROGRESS)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
ALL HAIL TO THE KING (BARON CORBIN X READER - COMPLETE)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
CAPITALI POENA (DAMIAN PRIEST X READER - HALLOWEEN SERIES - COMPLETE)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
RESISTERE TENTATIONEM (DAMIAN PRIEST) - TRILOGY
Capitulum I - Hellion
Capitulum II - Tēctus
BOUND (DREW MCINTYRE)
Bound: Part 1 (The Negotiation)
Bound Part 2 (The First Act)
DRABBLES:
Roman Reigns
Ancestral Roots
Baron Corbin
At Your Service
Eddie Kingston
Trigger
I’ve Got To See You Again
Shoop
Matt Jackson
Prettiest Star
Adam Page
Prettiest Star
MJF
Distractions
Lazy On A Sunday Afternoon
Drew McIntyre
Study Material
Seth Rollins
Sunset (pt.2 is in the One Shot’s section)
Turn On The Lights
Dirty Mouth
Damian Priest
Pillow
Fighting
A Little Decor
HEADCANNONS
MASO’S CHRISTMAS LIST - 2021
MASO’S HALLOWEEK - 2022
EXCEPTIONS (SPECIAL REQUESTS):
Sneaky - Alan 5 Angels (to writtingrose)
DRABBLES (SERIES):
7 DEADLY SINS (COMPLETE)
Wrath (Drew McIntyre)
Envy (Seth Rollins)
Sloth (Seth Rollins)
Pride (Finn Bálor / Prince Devitt)
Greed (Roman Reigns / Tribal Chief)
Gluttony (Jon Moxley)
Lust (Can you guess who it is?)
CAPTIVE (COMPLETE - SETH ROLLINS)
Captive Part 1
Captive Part 2
Captive Part 3
Captive Part 4
Captive Part 5
THE LAST TEST (COMPLETE X READER - JON MOXLEY)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
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Opening Requests
My first set of WWE Fanfiction Requests!
Hey everyone, if you’re reading this and are interested in submitting a request here are the rules/ guidelines of my doing requests. I thought long and hard about doing this and while I’m nervous I feel like doing requests will give me a kick to write more.
Requests will remain open as long as I feel like. I have the right to close them but will give fair warning in advance of closing the request.
Rules/ Guidelines:
1. All requests will be for male superstar / female reader (i.e. Finn Balor X Y/N). I have not written slash in a long time and am not prepared to jump back in. I will be dipping my toe back into that in the future but not now.
2. No self-harm/rape/death stories. They aren’t for me. I can’t write them. Note: Other things such as depression, anxiety, etc. are okay and allowed to be a part of the request but I will not write extremely triggering things. It’s difficult to write for me and even more difficult for some to read.
3. Requests will be filled as I am inspired by them. Not first come/first serve. You can’t rush writing.
4. Relating to the above rule you must be patient. If you are pushy or flat-out mean about how long it is taking to fill your request I will not finish it, no matter how good an idea it is.
5. I will write fluff, angst and smut. Be specific in what you are looking for.
6. I will accept requests from Anonymous but please know that if I can’t reply to your request there is no way of notifying you when it’s going up/ if I would like clarification on your request.
If you want to help inspire me:
1. Submit a particular image/ lyric/song/quote you associate with the request. I will try and use that as a guideline for my story.
2. Give me specifics. Don’t just say “A cute fluffy story with Pete Dunne, please and thanks!” That’s not enough.
Wrestlers I will write for: (Note, I know much more about WWE wrestlers than other promotions so please be kind if I don’t their characterization just right.)
· Adam Cole
· Adam Page
· AJ Styles
· Aleister Black
· Alex Shelley
· Andrade “Cien” Almas
· Baron Corbin
· Bobby Fish
· Bobby Roode
· Brian Kendrick
· Cedric Alexander
· Cesaro
· Chad Gable
· Chris Jericho
· Chris Sabin
· Cody Rhodes
· Corey Graves
· Dean Ambrose
· Drew McIntyre
· Elias
· Finn Balor
· Jason Jordan
· Jay Briscoe
· Jeff Hardy
· Johnny Gargano
· Kassius Ohno
· Kyle O’Reilly
· Mark Andrews
· Mark Briscoe
· Marty Scurll
· Matt Hardy
· Mojo Rawley
· Mustafa Ali
· Neville
· Pete Dunne
· Roderick Strong
· Roman Reigns
· Sami Zayn
· Seth Rollins
· Sheamus
· TJ Perkins
· Tommaso Ciampa
· Tony Nese
· Trent Seven
· Tye Dillinger
· Tyler Bate
· Velveteen Dream
· Will Ospreay
Note: If you have an idea for a wrestler not listed above send me the request but PLEASE include an alternative choice for the character. This list doesn’t mean I absolutely will not write for some people but this is who I feel I am comfortable writing.
A final reminder: If the rules are not adhered to/ a request makes me uncomfortable I will not complete the request. You all need to understand that a request is just that, a request. I will do my best to fill them all but this is not a contract. So please, be understanding of mine, as well as all, writer’s limitations and guidelines.
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