#jon moxleyxreader

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Characters: Jon Moxley, Reader

Prompt: 09. Coming home from @flufftober

Plot: Reader receives the awaited call that her boyfriend Jon is getting discharged from the rehab center he got into because of his alcohol addiction.

Warning: fluff, rehab mention, alcohol addiction mention

It is a Sunday afternoon and Y/N is sitting on the porch of her home in Cincinnati. There is only someone who is missing: Jon. He had enrolled himself into a rehab center because of his alcohol addiction and she is missing him so much.

Last time they had been able to talk had been a week ago, since his phone had been confiscated at the center. Not that Jon is a person who stays the whole day on it, but not getting any update from him was really hard at times.

The silence of the afternoon is broken by her ringtone: his current entry music, because she needs to keep thinking that he is coming home really soon. She takes her phone and her eyes widen as she reads it's his number. It has to bring good news, because he is normally allowed to call once every two weeks and it has been just a week since they last spoke. She answers the call with her heart in her lungs, hoping to get the good news.

"Ehy babe, happy to hear you. How are you?" Her voice is cracked a bit, she can't hide her emotions.

"I am doing wonderful, Y/N. They said I have completed my program. I can come back home, baby." Jon's voice is rough as always, but she loves that.

"This is such a wonderful news, babe. When can I come get you?" Y/N chirps happily, stands up and gets inside, to wear something more appropriate.

"Tomorrow, now it's too late, but I can't wait to see you again, baby. I missed you so much." He doesn't show her so much love normally, but it feels good.

"Okay, I'll get there around nine am. I am so proud of you and I missed you so much too. I love you and will see you tomorrow, okay?" She asks softly, barely able to contain her happiness.

"See you tomorrow, Y/N."

Y/N can tell that he is happy to be able to go back home and consequently to what he does for a living, so she will make sure to be there as soon as she can. She passes the rest of the day cleaning the entire house, preparing a cake to celebrate him being home again and then she goes to sleep earlier than normal.

The bed beside her feels empty, but it is a good feeling to know that he will be there again in less than 24 hours. Barely able to sleep, Y/N gets him a bag with a change of clothes, the most comfortable he has and that she know he loves, so he'll already feel home even on the trip back.

It is 8 am when Y/N finally steps into her car and drives thirty minutes to the center. It is surrounded by trees and seems really peaceful, not surrounded by anything else. When she gets inside, a woman greets her and she walks up to her desk.

"You must be Y/N, right? Jon is getting his last things, you can follow me into his room." The woman is really gentle with her.

"Yes I am. I have some clean clothes for him, so the ride back home will be easier. I am so proud of him." Y/N hums and smiles when she notices Jon putting his last things in the bag. She walks up to him and hugs him from behind. "Here I am, babe. I have your favourite clothes with me."

"You are early than you said." Jon smirks and turns around, embracing her in a tight hug. "Thanks for that, baby. I missed you so much." He bends down enough to be able to kiss her gently.

"I couldn't wait to snatch you out of here, so I came a bit earlier." She purrs and kisses him back. "Get changed and we'll go, okay? There is a surprise waiting for you at home."

The ride home is mostly silent, only the music blaring softly in the background. Y/N looks at him from time to time, a hand going to rest on his, when she has the chance.

She is so lucky to be in that position, to be able to bring him home so early. That fact means that he has fought for them, he has fought his demons and is ready to start from scratch. When they get through the door, Jon takes a deep breath, smiling.

"It feels so good to be home sober, baby." He tightens his grip on her hand, bringing her to his chest.

"It feels so good to have you back home, Jon. This house felt so empty without you, but I am so proud that you are back so quickly." She brings him into the kitchen, where the cake was resting in the middle of the table.

- Welcome back, baby - read the cake and the laugh which left Jon made Y/N's heart flutter, full of love as it has ever been.

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Was wondering if you could do a jon moxley x black reader i think u would be the first person to do it THE BLACK FANS DESERVE LOVEEEE. For a plot can we make it so the girl is a hardcore aew wrestler just like him and they were best friends for a long time then he decides to finally confess his love after his big championship match.

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Characters: Jon Moxley, Black Reader

Prompt: Reader is a hardcore wrestler just like Jon and has joined the Death Riders. Jon and her have been best friends for a very long time and Jon finally decides to confess his love after his Championship match.

A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so much time! But here you are and I hope you like it.

Y/N sat in the new Blackpool Combat Club's locker room, looking at Jon's and Bryan's match. Jon was set to win and then they'd end the American Dragon's career for good.

She curled a strand of her curly hair around her finger, looking at the other men who were there with her: Claudio, Pac and Wheeler. She knew they almost had to go at Gorilla, there was not too much time before the match would end. Marina was there too, the only woman in that new stable alongside her.

Y/N was the first one to get to her feet once the bell rang: Jon, her lifetime best friend had won and now they had something to full fill. Her long curly hair swayed around her face with each step she took. That time, walking to side exit seemed to take forever and Marina took the lead, finally getting out of there. The lights shone bright, but they were focused as they got around the ring and finally entered it all together.

Y/N had her gaze on Jon the whole time: it didn't matter where he would walk, what he would do, she followed everything. Both her and Jon had gone through so much in the past: born in Santo Domingo, she had move to Cincinnati when she was 5 years old. Ever since then she would go back to Santo Domingo from time to time, but it was Cincinnati her hometown now.

There, she had learned Jon in high school, same school year and they had gone through so much. Started wrestling together in the same Indies, trained together each afternoon... Their story went way back and she was glad to know someone like him.

She stepped closer, when Jon asked for the plastic bag, being the first one to actually turn to the incoming Darby Allin and Wheeler Yuta, to Bryan's aid. She made sure to protect Jon, getting off the ring right after him.

"Around. Then inside." Jon barked at her when he got past her. She raised an eyebrow, but did as asked, putting herself towards the entrance ramp. He was trusting her with stopping anyone who would try to help Bryan from that side and that alone made her proud.

The rest of the segment was a blur: Yuta finally turning on Bryan, first by taking out Darby and then using the plastic bag to choke out the American Dragon, Claudio stomping on the chair wrapped around his head... She did her best with the others, to keep security and various wrestlers away from the ring, to let Yuta end Bryan.

When they finally got backstage, Y/N smiled as she followed Jon closely behind. She stopped in her tracks when he held a hand in front of her.

"Y'all go. We'll be there soon." There was something he had to tell her, something he wasn't used to say and which weirded him out.

"Well done, Champ." Y/N told him as soon as they were finally alone.

"You always had my back, Y/N. Ever since we met in high school. Never have you left my side." He scratched his nape, not really good at words, even though during segments, he knew how to roast his opponents.

"I told you this many years ago: I'll always have your back, no matter what, Mox." You smirked at him, patting him on the shoulder.

Jon exhaled sharply, almost like a laugh, before shaking his head. "Nah, I mean—you always got me. And I got you. More than just this war, more than just the ring. It’s you. It’s always been you."

Y/N's breath hitched. The noise of the arena, the echoes of the fight, all faded. Just her and Jon. Together.

"Mox…"

Maybe he didn't know how to be romantic, maybe he didn't know exactly how to confess his feelings, but those words struck like a lightning. Y/N felt the same, it had always been like that, but she had always feared to lose her.

He didn’t wait. He just leaned in, his lips crashing onto hers, with the same reckless intensity he fought with. Y/N didn't hesitate and kissed him back. It was a new beginning for AEW, a new start for a new stable, new beginnings for her and that man.

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wiping off a blood stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers) with Jon amoxley please?

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Characters: Jon Moxley, Reader

Prompt: wiping off a blood stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers) with Jon Moxley please?

AN: I made this happen after the Blood & Guts match. Reader is in BCC as well.

You are sitting backstage on some crates, worried. Wheeler acting weird and not tapping out while getting choked like that with a chain concerns you, but you feel relieved when Jon finally does it for him.

Your impulse would be of going out there to check on your teammates, mostly on your boyfriend, but you are not allowed to do it. The only thing you can do is wait at Gorilla and bring Jon to get stitches after you take care of him. Going to doctor Sampson right now wouldn't make sense, because he needs to take care and check Yuta out. As soon as they are all back, you are quick to check on the youngest member of the stable and on the Swiss Giant, before taking Jon to the locker room. Your boyfriend, after all, just needs some stitches, while Yoots more attention after that choke out.

"You all did very good out there babe. I am proud of you." You praise Jon, having him sit on a bench, while you search for the first aid kit.

"Thank you pumpkin, but I am worried." He sighs sitting there and looking into the void.

"It is because of Wheeler, right? I saw how he didn't want to tap out, even though it could become very dangerous if you wouldn't put an end to the match." You are concerned as well, because that attitude, just to get recognised by Bryan, was a bit too much. You gently pat his legs and settle yourself between them, looking at his head, trying to understand where the cut was.

"We'll need to talk with him and Bryan. I don't care that I had to tap out, but it was mandatory to avoid getting him hurt." He brings his arms around her waist, kissing her on the lips.

You chuckle, before kissing him as well. "Come on, let me take care of you. If we have time afterwards... maybe..."

You tease him by licking his lips, while you take some alcohol and a cotton stab from the first aid kit. You wipe off the blood carefully, wriggling under his touch.

"Babe, come on! I'm trying to be serious and help you out. Stop it." You say, poking him playfully on the nose.

"It is not my fault that I can't resist you, especially with you like this between my legs..." He smirked at you, letting you finish cleaning his face.

You make sure to leave a spot with a blood stain, putting your hands on his chest. "I am almost done, babe." You purr and take off the stain with a finger, licking it sensually.

"Pumpkin..." He smacked a hand on your ass playfully.

"Uh... Sorry guys." Neither of them had heard the door getting open.

"Don't worry." You smile, blushing heavily and go to sit down next to Jon. "How are you feeling, Yoots?" You ask casually, like nothing happened.

"Doctor said I'm good, thanks for your concern."