𝗯ℯ𝘵𝓉𝖊𝗿⠀𝓉𝔥𝙖𝗻⠀𝒚𝗼𝓾

𝕭𝕰𝕿𝕿𝕰𝕽 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑁 𝚈𝙾𝚄 ﹐  𝛼𝜋𝜕  𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾  𝐼𝑇.

[devilslvl]

DEVILSLVL        .   a  PRIVATE,  selective,  and  LOW  ACTIVITY  independent  portrayal  of  all  elite  wrestling’s  maxwell  jacob  friedman.  kayfabe  and  headcanon  based.  this  blog  will  feature  some  form  of  mature  /  triggering  content.  minors  /  personal  blogs  do  not  interact.  by  fenix  (  30  +  .  he  /  him  .  est  )

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A  STUDY  IN:  upper  class  elite,  superiority  complex,  mental  /  emotional  instability,  rejection  sensitive  dysphoria  (  rsd  ),  trust  issues,  narcissism,  better  than  you,  a  sheep  in  wolves  clothing,  long  island,  ny  >  everything,  scumbag  ™

IMPORTANT  NOTE: as  stated  above,  this  character  will  be  written  in  his KAYFABE  PERSONA.  if  you  know  you  know,  but  if  you  don’t;  he’s  generally  not  a  nice  person  and  wears  a  hard  suit  of  armor,  though  penetrable.  he  will  likely  say  things  that  will  be  insulting;  just  keep  in  mind  that  it’s  all  in  character.  nothing  to  do  with  you,  personally.  i  promise.

GRAPHIC CRED IT:  jjcre8

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RULES  UNDER  THE  CUT

this  is  a  private  and  LOW  ACTIVITY  blog.  i  have  other  responsibilities  and  hobbies  elsewhere.  so  just  bear  that  in  mind.  i’ll  get  to  you  when  i  get  to  you.  i  promise  you  i’m  not  ignoring  you. but  i’m  almost  always  available  on  discord.  so  feel  free  to  ask  for  it  if  you  don’t  already  have  it.

this  blog  will  contain  triggering/mature  content.  not  a  place  for  minors.  i  will  still  try  to  tag  the  triggers  just  in  case.  if  i  do  —  and  i  will  —  end  up  missing  something,  please  drop  me  an  im  and  let  me  know  so  i  can  rectify  things.

that  said,  I  DO  NOT  WRITE  SMUT.  I  know,  i  know;  max’s  dirty  mouth  and  everything.  things  can  be  implied  however,  i  refuse  to  explicitly  write  out  those  kinds  of  scenes.  it’s  a  comfort  thing.

i  won’t  follow  everyone  back.  if  i  don’t  it’s  probably  because  i  don’t  necessarily  see  our  muses  interacting.  if  you’re  still  interested,  let  me  know.  the  least  i  can  do  is  say  no,  right?

while  i  do  like  to  format  my  posts,  that  is  not  a  requirement  for  you.  if  you  don’t  feel  like  doing  it,  don’t.  all  that  i  ask  is  that  your  writing  is  easy  to  read  without  giving  me  a  headache.  and  that  you  actually  put  some  thought  and  effort  into  your  writing.  that  sounds  harsh,  but  it’s  not  intentional.

[questintheskies]

MJF was asked about CM Punk:

“Who could possibly give a shit. F him. I’d love to beat the shit out of him. Just for shits and gigs. I would love to literally be put in a situation where I could bash his stupid face in again.”

[devilslvl]

@chicag0made

[moxleyrollins]

INSIGHT WITH CVV PODCAST | 02.12.26 [+ live reaction from the goat herself]

[devilslvl]

@twcblts

[princedevitt]

[mjfsbaybay]

In honor of this:

Have some happier times:

[devilslvl]

and if i made a fandomless, non-wrestling verse what then

[d1rtydom]

𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 @devilslvl : wow that's crazy.

[ ✉ : MJF ] : not as crazy as you coming for andrade's throat [ ✉ : MJF ] : [ IMAGE SENT ] [ ✉ : MJF ] : except do it again

[devilslvl]

[      TXT         ⤷         DOM      ]         they   say   the   real   mature   move   is   turning   the   other   cheek   or   some   shit. [      TXT         ⤷         DOM      ]         couldn’t   be   fuckin’   me,   though.

[devilslvl]

stepping out til after the rr. but in the meantime hmu for plotting or whatever. ✌🏽

[devilslvl]

@gcvtd     :     [TXT]   :   i   can't   stop   thinking   about   your   hands. 

[      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         kinda   what   i   was   going   for.   😏 [      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         but   if   you   wanna   elaborate   on   what   those   thoughts   were   exactly,   the   floor   is   yours. [      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         might   even   compensate   by   giving   you   something   else   entirely   to   think   about.

[twcblts]

( favorite devil 😈✨ ) : i thought so, you're usually in bed fast asleep by now

( favorite devil 😈✨ ) : ah, yeah. i heard ... but, nobody is on the level of the devil, right? no one can touch your greatness, and he's no different.

( favorite devil 😈✨ ) : i've had my fair share of bullshit contenders, pretenders in my day, so i'm inclined to agree with you.

[devilslvl]

[      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         yeah,   i   know,   trust   me.   just   so   we’re   clear,   this   isn’t   me   saying   i’m   scared   of   some   fuckin’   lackey   who   spent   the   majority   of   his   time   with   the   company   riding   the   coattails   of   others   who   were   mid   on   their   best   day,   regardless   of   how   huge   and   disgustingly   tattooed   he   may   be.   it’s   just   a   respect   thing,   you   know? [      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         i’m   the   fuckin’   world   champion   and   what   has   brody   even   accomplished   as   a   singles   competitor?   now   he   has   to   beat   me   in   order   to   get   his   title   shot? [      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         fuck   that. [      TXT         ⤷         BECKS      ]         i   knew   you   would   be   the   only   one   to   understand,   though.   kinda   why   i   decided   to   reach   out   and   vent,   i   guess.

[devilslvl]

@powertobite     :     you    don't    need    to    hide

i’m   not   fuckin’   hiding.     he   wanted   to   take   a   few   steps   back.   to   cringe   away   from   the   ridiculous   and   downright   disgusting   insinuation   that   her   words   posed.   but   maybe   that   was   the   bravado   curated   from   his   massive   ego   taking   over.   maybe   —   although   he   stood   with   his   spine   as   straight   as   a   rod   in   his   obnoxiously   expensive   suit   —   he   was   hiding.   from   brody   king.   from   adam   page.   from   kenny   omega.   and   from   who   the   fuck   else   decides   they   want   to   come   out   the   woodwork   and   decide   that   they   want   to   be   the   one   to   dethrone   him.   to   strip   max   of   his   precious   triple   b.

but   to   admit   that?   to   admit   to   possessing   a   fraction   of   vulnerability?   of   insecurity   that   his   entire   demeanor   directly   opposed?

yeah.   maxwell   jacob   friedman   would   much   rather   choke.

❝    for   the   record,   i’m   not hiding.    ❞     despite   himself,   his   gaze   sharply   fell.   almost   like   he   was   unable   to   hold   her   gaze   for   too   long   without   feeling   like   she   might   be   able   to   see   straight   through   him.   straight   through   the   proverbial   mask   he   wore   like   skin   at   this   point.   his   jaw   worked   unceasingly   to   make   out   the   words   that   refused   to   properly   line   themselves   up.

❝    i’m   just   …    ❞    he   gave   a   small   shrug.   the   exhale   that   came   from   his   nose   finishing   the   sentence   for   him   in   place   of   the   words   that   never   came.

because   how   was   he   supposed   to   say   overwhelmed   without   sounding   weak?   he   was   the   fuckin’   world   champion,   for   the   love   of   god.   how   was   he   supposed   to   admit   that   just   standing   here   felt   like   standing   without   his   usual   suit   of   armor   for   the   first   time   in   his   life?

[devilslvl]

@gcvtd       :        continued

[    TXT     ⤷    BECKS    ]     yeah,   can't   sleep. [    TXT     ⤷    BECKS    ]     too   busy   thinking   about   my   match   with   brody   on   wednesday. [    TXT     ⤷    BECKS    ]     fuckin'    bullshit,   if   you   ask   me.

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM TEXT MESSAGE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

[TXT] : answer the question.

[TXT] : you left your jacket here.

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.

[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.

[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.

[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..

[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.

[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.

[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.

[TXT] : be honest with me.

[TXT] : are you free tonight?

[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!

[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.

[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.

[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.

[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.

[TXT] : i hate that you were right.

[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.

[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.

[TXT] : i had a dream about you.

[TXT] : i thought you were coming?

[TXT] : wow that's crazy.

[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.

[TXT] : your stuff is still here.

[TXT] : open the door.

[TXT] : what are you doing right now?

[TXT] : don't screenshot this.

[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.

[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?

[TXT] : what are we?

[TXT] : no really it's fine.

[TXT] : you don't have to lie.

[TXT] : i don't feel great.

[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.

[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.

[TXT] : don't do this over text.

[TXT] : did i do something wrong?

[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.

[TXT] : running late sorry.

[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.

[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.

[TXT] : are you mad at me.

[TXT] : please answer me.

[TXT] : i told you not to do that.

[TXT] : can i come over?

[TXT] : i'm outside.

[TXT] : you're being unfair.

[TXT] : that's not an excuse.

[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?

[TXT] : are you busy?

[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.

[TXT] : i think i fucked up.

[TXT] : i need to vent.

[TXT] : do you want food?

[TXT] : this is messing with my head.

[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.

[TXT] : are you mad at me?

[TXT] : please say something.

[TXT] : can you lie for me?

[TXT] : i found your keys!

[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.

[TXT] : i know you're awake.

[TXT] : stay the night.

[TXT] : you look good and you know it.

[TXT] : this reminded me of you!

[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.

[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.

[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.

[TXT] : you left me on read.

[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.

[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.

[TXT] : are you alone?

[TXT] : stuck in traffic.

[TXT] : you could've just said no.

[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.

[TXT] : who are you with?

[TXT] : something has to change.

[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.

[TXT] : i'm done.

[TXT] : don't tease me.

[TXT] : i'm getting worried.

[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.

[TXT] : where are you??

[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.

[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.

[TXT] : can you come get me?

[TXT] : look up.

[TXT] : i trust you.

[TXT] : i need help.

[TXT] : this is flirting right?

[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.

[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.

[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?

[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.

[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.

[TXT] : that was not funny.

[TXT] : i'm proud of you.

[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.

[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner

[TXT] : please don't be mad..

[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?

[TXT] : i won't bother you again.

[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.

[TXT] : did you get home safe?

[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.

[TXT] : i miss you.

[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..

[TXT] : i can't sleep.

[TXT] : i need clarity.

[TXT] : tell me to behave.

[TXT] : okay fine you win.

[TXT] : hello?

[TXT] : you did good.

[TXT] : do you miss me?

[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.

[TXT] : are you safe??

[TXT] : you're unbelievable.

[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.

[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.

[TXT] : don't ever say that again.

[TXT] : are you flirting with me?

[TXT] : you owe me gas money.

[TXT] : stop avoiding me.

[TXT] : call me when you see this!

[TXT] : you still mad?

[TXT] : can we talk in person?

[TXT] : can i crash at your place?

[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.

[TXT] : i'm spiraling.

[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.

[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.

[TXT] : you look cute.

[TXT] : glad you had fun.

[TXT] : i'm exhausted.

[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.

[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??

[TXT] : i want to move on.

[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.

[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.

[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.

[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.

[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.

[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.

[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?

[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.

[TXT] : you crossed a line.

[TXT] : you up?

[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.

[TXT] : don't get smug.

[TXT] : i'm on my way!

[TXT] : i should not be saying this.

[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.

[TXT] : come over.

[devilslvl]

“     you   can   boo   me,   you   can   hate   me,   but   deep   down   you   know   the   truth    —    there   is   nobody   on   my   level.   i   don’t   just   stand   out   in   this   business    …    i   am   this   business.     ”

independent  portrayal  of  all  elite  wrestling’s  maxwell  jacob  friedman.  kayfabe  and  headcanon  based.  this  blog  will  feature  some  form  of  mature  /  triggering  content.  minors  /  personal  blogs  do  not  interact.  by  fenix  (  30  +  .  he  /  him  .  est  )

[burberrybitchhh]

MJF is such a cat dad that he has a shirt of Piper. I need it dropped NOW

[devilslvl]

@gcvtd     :     "   how   did   you   know   i'd   be   here?   "

the   scoff   that   sounded   from   him   was   palpable.   how   did   you   know   i’d   be   here?   the   rhetorical   question   was   more   than   enough   to   evoke   an   eye   roll   an   eye   roll   from   the   burberry   clad   world   champion.   not   necessarily   in   that   same   mocking   nature   that   maxwell   was   used   to   dishing   out   —   a   reflex   response   to   all   the   stupid   shit   he   hears   on   the   daily.   but   one   that   said   that   the   answer   was   obvious.

he   just   …   knew.   unmistakably   and   unquestionably.

instead   of   verbalizing   as   much,   however,   he   pushed   himself   off   from   leaning   against   the   entrance   to   the   arena’s   suite,   and   slowly   began   motioning   towards   the   red   headed   woman   ….   the   man.   whatever   the   fuck.

❝    let’s   just   say   …   this?    ❞    he   held   out   his   arm,   making   a   quick   gesture   to   the   area   around   them.     ❝    it   comes   straight   outta   the   goat   playbook.    ❞     a   quick   flash   of   that   signature   cocky   smirk   followed.

and   —   technically   —   he   was   right,   after   all.   not   only   was   this   place   private   and   secluded   from   the   rest   of   the   mid   fucks   that   were,   unfortunately,   his   coworkers.   but   paired   with   the   fact   that   it   was   located   up   high,   overlooking   a   completely   desolate   arena   hours   before   showtime?   it   was   the   perfect   place   to   get   lost   in   thought.   in   fact,   it   was,   more   often   than   not,   the   exact   place   maxwell   like   to   do   exactly   that   when   his   own   thoughts   were   too   heavy   of   a   weight   to   bear.

❝    something’s   bothering   you.    ❞    not   even   an   assumption   at   this   point,   merely   an   observation   based   off   his   own   experiences.   without   so   much   as   asking   for   permission,   the   dark   haired   champion   moved   in   to   sit   down   on   the   one   of   the   empty   chairs   directly   beside   becky.     ❝    i   got   time.   what’s   up?    ❞

[romulanspy]

*actually cares very deeply but acts like an asshole*