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[onthecourtbugs]

Hey girl so I was thinking a tall reader with Nash and Jason possibly maybe more of jabberwock I haven’t seen a lot of people write for the rest of them..probably because they barely got any screen time like how Nash n Jason did,but if you can try that would be nice!!

Tall Gyal

Pairing: Jabberwocks x Tall!FemReader

Warning(s): None

A/N: You’re absolutely correct, we don’t see a lot for them! Allen’s is kinda short tho, ngl.

Summary: The Jabberwocks like tall girls too, don’t even lie and say they don’t.

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Jason

Still pinching and smacking and grabbing you everywhere. You thought being tall was gone save you? Uh-Uh. If anything, this makes it worse.

Or better? Maybe you like that.

Jay certainly does. It’s nice to not have to lean over or bend his knees to get a little action.

He loves it!

What he doesn’t love is the fact he can’t hide nothing from you. He’s used to putting stuff up high where he’s the only one who can reach it. Out of sight out of mind, right?

Wrong, cuz you can pull up a chair and see just fine. That and he’s not very original with his hiding spots so he’s practically inviting you to see all the snacks, surprise gifts and stuff you’re not supposed to know about.

He still hasn’t gotten used to the fact that someone else can and will reach up in his zone and take all his goodies 😫

You got that man frantically opening cupboards and swiping the empty spaces on top multiple times cuz he swore he put his Cheetos up there!

“Y/n!”

“Whut?” Laid out on the couch with the remote and an orange bag, watching your favorite show without a care in the world. The great thing about Jason’s place? Everything is bigger than you, even the shower.

“You seen my Cheetos?!”

You roll up the half-empty Cheeto bag with loud, telltale crinkles and start on licking your fingertips clean of evidence. “Nope! Check the cupboards!”

“I looked there already!” He sticks his head in the living room and glares at you as you quickly tuck the bag under your body.

You pull your thumb out with a loud pop. “What?”

“Don’t ‘what’ me! I saw that!”

You smile, not even the least bit guilty. “I figured since Nash put you guys on that special diet, you wouldn’t need them anyway?”

“Nash don’t run nothing up in here!” He snatches the remaining Cheetos from underneath you and looks pitifully at them. “Damn, girl! You put a hurting’ on these didn’t you? Always eating my stuff…"

“Didn’t you take my goldfish and never gave em back?!”

“Mannn, why you bringing up old beef?”

“It was last night…”

“Like I said, in the past.”

You just want to snatch his piercings off sometimes.

Zach

He prefers tall girls anyway. Not to say he won’t go for average/short girls, but he def has a favorite in tall babes, and an even bigger favorite in you.

When you’re his girl, it’s a wrap, DMs are closed. Ain’t nobody else getting in.

He looks scary to some but trust me, he is totally and irreversibly whipped for you.

Makes grumpy grunts and whines and moans when he doesn’t wanna do something but ultimately does it anyway.

Gives you plenty of attitude when he’s mad but will never put his hands on you. He’ll reach for you and you flinch thinking he’s about to get physical, but he just picks you up and puts you in the bedroom for a time out.

Always tries to butter you up with food and hugs and kisses after he makes you mad.

Always has you on the inner part of the sidewalk.

Makes any excuse to touch you respectfully. -turns to look at Jason over the rim of my shades-

Want to wear heels, but feel insecure about being too tall? Zach is not about to let that slide.

He’s buying you heels and that’s final!

And not only that, he’s sliding them on your feet in the store and buckling/tying them up before taking your hands and helping you stand up in them.

Let somebody say sum to make you feel insecure about it.

“Go head! Say it with your chest! It’s not gone come out a second time so make it count.”

Happens to be a very talented dancer, and loves taking you to parties so he can show you off. Tends to reel back just so he can watch you do your thing in the shoes he got you.

Sometimes gets impatient for the slow songs so he can hold you close.

Sometimes doesn’t even wait and intimidates/bribes the DJ into putting on your favorite slow song to dance to.

Can’t even imagine a feeling better than holding you.

Nick

He’s just so happy you like him back.

All the girls usually go for Nash. 🥲

Shows out on the court when he notices you’re in the stands watching one of his games.

Jabberwocks ain’t never seen this man hustle so hard.

Cuz yeah, he did invite you and all, but you actually showed up 🥹

Like, you don’t understand, his heart is doing backflips in his chest. He cannot embarrass himself in front of you right now.

His teammates notice he keeps looking over at you and get nosy.

“Dayummmmm! She kinda bad tho!”

“That your girl, Nicky boy?”

“Yup~.”

They start setting Nick up for passes while having a whole interrogation in the middle of the game. 💀

Since when did he have a girl?

How come he’s never brought you around?

You were way too fine for him… but did you have a sister?

Nick stopped in his tracks and passed to Zach so he could fix Allen with a stare.

“What?”

“Really?”

“Quit being stingy! We could do double dates!”

Gets super excited when the game is over and you’re waiting for him to come over to you.

You looked so cool, leaning back on your ride with your shades propped up on your head and one ankle crossed over the other.

It was also easier to notice something about you that wasn’t so obvious when you were sitting… not that it mattered but…

“She kinda tall tho…”

Zach rolls his eyes. “Allen shut up.”

“I see why Nick was scared earlier, she bout as big as he is!”

Allen squints at Jason. “I know you ain’t calling nobody big, Paul Bunyan.”

“Cut it out.” Nash acts bored with the whole thing but he’s definitely watching from the corner of his eye.

You grab fistfuls of his jersey and pull him in for a kiss.

Allen

Allen’s not a complicated dude. He likes video games, anime, and basketball.

He doesn’t like getting into arguments with you and is generally chill with you.

Also likes that you’re closer to his height so he can grab you up.

He’s a straight clown and will act a right fool with most girls, but around you, he gets extra shy and acts aloof.

Thinks you’re kinda intimidating at first, but when he gets to know you he lets out his inner goof a bit and makes you laugh.

Nash does not let this man sit next to Jason when traveling, cuz when those two get together it’s over for everyone. Allen’s assigned seat is next to you.

Which is okay with him, if he can’t crack jokes with Jason he’ll just show you the newest Ninja Turtles movie trailer.

Has a million different playlists that he trades with you.

Doesn’t mind if your feet are in his lap when he plays video games.

Gamer lovers~

Tucks you in when you fall asleep before him, carefully removing your shoes and settling blankets over you.

Is extremely private about his relationship.

Has a whole system for buying consoles and games and will get you whatever you want.

Will carry you in any multiplayer game.

Is all for equality so if you’re higher than him he will let you carry.

Nash

Obsessed with your legs and loves to run his hands up the length of them when you’re in his lap.

They belong everywhere, on the couch, on the dashboard, heck, put them around his waist, he ain't mad.

Traveling first class is a given and that extra space is heaven.

Zach and Nash are brothers in arms when buying shoes for their baby girls.

He doesn’t care how tall you are, you’re still getting them.

So, remember when Jason couldn’t stand you cuz Nash is always letting you have your way?

He figured out how to take advantage of that 😂

Like you’ll actually have stuff in common and so seven times out of ten, when he wants something and knows Nash ain’t rolling with it, he’ll try to get you to ask for it.

Like when you want that one cousin your mom likes to ask if ya’ll can do something cuz you know if you ask she’s gonna say no?

You, my friend, are that cousin.

“Bro, you trying to go bowling again?”

Nash gives him a thumbs down and makes a buzzer noise. “Pick something else.”

“Mannnn.” He immediately turns to his trump card when you walk in “Yo, Y/n! YOU tryna go bowling again?”

“Are we going for real?!”

“What? No.”

“Aww, but why?” You drop into his lap a little too hard and he grunts but pulls you up against him into a more comfortable position.

“We went bowling yesterday,” he drums his fingers on your hip, “pick something else.”

“Well, we could do whatever you want first and then go!” You look up at him with soft eyes and just… ugh. The begging. He could handle attitude but was weak against the begging. “Please, baby?”

There was no way in hell he could refuse. You did give his interests first priority… His head falls back and he lets out a loud sigh before giving your thigh a light smack.

“Go get your shoes.”

[onthecourtbugs]

Nash and Jason dating someone who plays a sport? like volleyball maybe

Sporty Girlfriend

Pairing: Jason Silver x Reader/Nash Gold Jr x Reader

A/N: Thank you for requesting! 😚 I haven’t forgotten ya’ll, I promise! 

Summary: Jason and Nash with their sporty girlfriends.

Jason

Jason don’t know nothing bout no volleyball but watching you on that court? He bout to learn today.

You and your teammates got that aggressive play that keeps the other teams scrambling to keep up and it’s hilarious watching them struggle.

His favorite thing about the sport though, for real? It’s the uniform.

Ooh-WEE. Ain’t nothing quite like a baddie in sport shorts.

Not short shorts.

Sport shorts.

Them volleyball spanks got his boo looking RIGHT, m’kay? He be grabbing you up by your hips after every game cuz he has to.

“Were you paying attention this time?”

“Why you gotta grill me every time you come out? I was paying attention!”

“Alright,” you lean back and give him the squinty eyes, “what was the score then?”

“‘Nuff for you to win.” 😁

“You know what…” You sigh and shake your head. “Nevermind, let me down.”

“Nah, you good up here.”

I swear he was paying attention to the game play,it’s just… the booty was calling his name… 

Your teammates couldn’t stop staring at Jason when he first came around.

“Oh my gawd…”

“Right?! Y/n really hopped into Space Jam and stole one of the MonStars!”

They got used to him eventually, and sometimes you’ll hear him talking about you to them after games.

“It’s easy to tell when she be in the zone. Watch, she be like…” He over here bending down with his hands on his knees, back dipped down, his butt poking out, mimicking your voice. “Come on ya’ll, we need this next point!”

The girls laugh, but when they see you behind Jason, they look around, suddenly finding a lot of other things interesting.

-coughing- “Turn around genius.”

He does. “Hey! Heyyyyy, baby, you did so good this game!”

Your crossed arms and quirked eyebrow tell him he’s busted.

“You talking bout me?”

“I was just playing, you know, you got that lil thing you be doing-“

“I don’t bend like that!” 💀

“No, you don’t bend on me like that!” He shuts up when you throw your water bottle at him. Even so, he’s not taking your attitude seriously.

What you gonna do, beat him up for being honest? You do poke your butt out. Shoot, all the time he spend looking, he would know.

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Practicing when Jason is around is decidedly not the move.

He has so many times to do something with you while you’re free, but for some reason he likes to wait til he sees you about to warm up before you start training.

He’s coming and it’s not to save the day. 

“Uh-oh, what we doin’?”

You immediately straighten up from touching your toes. “Jason nooOooo, don’t come over here! Go find something to do!”

“I’m bout to, I’m bout to! Bend back over real quick~.” 😈

Like, where is this coming from, he couldn’t try to mess with you earlier? Now he’s distracting you and (sometimes) making you laugh and now half your session is the two of you messing around until you find a way to banish him.

That’s why you gotta train when he ain’t around, he play too much.

Very much the kind of guy who reminds you to have fun with what you’re doing. 

There will be no sticks up your butt with him.

Nash

Dang, is this your man or your personal trainer?

He stay with the regimens, and he is pushy about it. Healthy diet, regular check ups, steady exercising schedule.

“Dang, the only thing missing is vacation time!”

You laugh, but he actually has that on there too…

It’s annoying if you don’t like being told what to do, but you gotta admit it, it works. He carefully tailors everything to fit your habits, your limits, and your preferences, all that.

Watching you play is something else, especially when you’re in the zone.

What are you? Spiker? Libero? Middle Blocker? Never mind, it don’t even matter.

No matter where you are on that court, no matter what your role, every move you make is heated, animalistic instinct.

You and your teammates are often compared to sharks in the water, and when the ball is on your side, everyone can see why.

It’s that powerful, frenzied-yet-calculated kind of play that makes it so much fun to watch. He doesn’t get to do it as often as he’d like, being an athlete himself, but he makes the most of every chance he gets.

Unlike Jason, Nash will seriously work out with you and help you practice if you feel like you’re lacking in some way.

There are times when you feel pressured to train nonstop, but Nash ain’t bout to let you run yourself ragged for any reason. 

He wants you to be able to play without abandon, but sometimes you need a break.

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He goes a teensy bit overboard with the rest and recovery when it comes to injuries.

Don’t even attempt to do anything yourself before you’re done healing, Nash don’t play that. 

It’s bad enough you got hurt in the first place, now you’re about to make it worse moving around trying to lift stuff, get to the fridge, ect.?

Nah baby, that ain’t happening. You can argue your case all you want but at the end of the day, you’re the injured party and he’s bigger than you so he’s gonna get his way.

“If you need something just ask me!”

“Nash, don’t even start, I can do stuff independently at this point!”

“You can get some independent rest, go lay back down.”

And then you get carried back to the little Squishmallow nest he’s made for you, and you gotta stay there til the doctor says you’re good to go. Lowkey on some Yandere kidnapping mess.

Can’t leave the room unless he’s helping you, can’t pick your own food, can’t do nothing. 💀

“Nash move, this is overkill!” You try one more time to get him to chill the hell out.

He just leans over you and kisses your pout. “Next time you’ll play more carefully, won’t you doll~.”

Just this once, he will bring you junk food and not make a big deal out of it.

“Spoiled brat.” Shaking his head in feigned disappointment.

“But you did that, tho.”

“….Damn, I did.”

[onthecourtbugs]

More jason content? I really want some soft domestic mornings with him🥰

Waking up with Jason

Pairing: Jason Silver x Reader

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting!!! I'm sorry it took so long, I don’t even have an excuse, writer’s block ain’t no joke 💀

Summary: We gone get this straight right out the gate, there will be random mornings when you wake up to a butt massage. 😗

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When Jason rolls over in the early morning, you need to roll right on with him.

Why, you ask?

Cuz he got the air conditioning on blast and it is freezing. 

The air is practically crystallizing around you.

Waiting for you to slip up and expose a limb so it can break your fingers and toes off.

It’s that cold. 🥶

You keep telling him that mess cost.

You keep complaining about the danger he’s putting your poor fingers and toes in.

And what does he do?

He keeps it on. He likes his environment arctic cold.

He also sees it as a plus that you cling to him for warmth, soooo~.

But boy, can this man put out some heat.

If you slept with your back to him, you basically had yourself a heated and weighted blanket.

It’s especially effective when he has his shirt off cuz no lie, he is feverishly hot. Warm muscular arms, warm chest, even warmer stomach dkfhsofku-

You could survive subzero temperatures just by being pressed up against him.

And you do press up against him because your life depends on it!

You go to bed to a normal room but then wake up in the middle of the night to subzero temperatures. 

Is he auditioning for Frozen?!

“Yo! Watch them popsicle toes, bae!”

“If you don’t turn this A/C off right now, I’m sticking these ‘popsicles’ up your butt.”

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Newly awakened Jason is the quietest Jason the world will ever know.

Instead of fire and brimstone coming down on your ears first thing, you get the low rumbles that vibrate against your cheek when you lay on his chest and it’s kinda relaxing to actually feel him talking.

Too bad you can’t understand anything he says cuz he mumbles.

You can ask him anything at all, like what he wants for breakfast. 

“Mnn…Ioneeeeenknuwmnnnn…. Ttssssshiredsssfuggggg….”

“………..Huh???”

-exasperated breath- “Ionnow.” 

Then he’d roll over and take the covers, leaving you to scoot after him cuz the cold air bit you right in your exposed behind 💀

RIP.

Sometimes he gets up and turns the A/C off.

Sometimes you gotta get brave and turn it off yourself.

Either way, it’s how the morning starts.

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If you’re the type to need the bathroom to yourself while getting ready, you might wanna get up before he does.

Take too long though, and he will bang on the door until you let him in.

“Come ON, I gotta PISS!”

And since the cat is always watching him, it eventually learned that if you thump on the door long enough, someone will open up.

Now he thumps when he wants to come into a room, and again when he wants to leave.

Jason stay teaching Lil Man bad manners 🙄

If you eat breakfast together, be done before he is cuz he’s coming for yours next.

If you’re riding together and hit the drive-thru, watch your food because he don’t care who’s bag he reaching in. He’ll take a hash brown out of his then reach across and fish out what he can from yours without even looking.

Don’t forget to remind him to not forget about his dentist appointment at 1:30 at the office on Bowern Street. NOT the one across town past the Home Depot.

There’s a lot of “Don’t forgets” with Jason.

Don’t forget I need the car after 5.

Don’t forget to take Lil Man to the vet to get chipped.

Don’t forget to take out the trash.

Don’t forget… Because he will forget.

[onthecourtbugs]

S-O-F-T (Part 2)

Pairing: Jason x Reader

A/N: Continuation to this here. Jason thought just cuz it’s been a while that I forgot about him. 😏 nahhh I’m back in my stomping grounds now!

Summary: Jason just don’t know what he talking bout.

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Jason Silver ain’t got no room to talk about Nash no more, okay?

Yelling to the rooftops that ain’t no pair o legs gonna snag him. 💀

Boy hush.

Granted, for a while it seemed like he actually meant that. 🥶

He was with a different girl all the time.

Just checking them out like books and the returning them with dog-eared pages and broken hearts.

He didn’t care.

They’ll be aight, they could find them a man easy.

Just wasn’t gone be him!

Nash wanted to do some next level Shakespearean stuff for his girl, but he doing that by himself.

Booty was definitely on the table.

Relationships? Decidedly off the table.

Just your everyday bachelor, am I right? Ain’t no pair o legs gone get ole Jay Jay. 😤😤😤😤😤

Except…

……Huh.

Something ain’t been exactly, precisely adding up with him…

2 + 2 ain’t been exactly equaling 4.

3 + 3 ain’t been precisely equaling 17.

In short, Jason ain’t been hoe-ing.

Oh, he’s still been going out to the metaphorical library of ladies and browsing with the fellas. But he ain’t checked out not one book since…. Hell, even Nash don’t remember.

And that’s because of you.

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Nash nosy self leaning over to peek at Jason phone after practice cuz when has he ever been on the phone after practice? “Who is that you’re texting?”

-scoots away- “Watch out bro.”

Now he knew something was up cuz Jason tryna hide it. 👀

“It’s a girl isn’t it?!”

“Nobody bruh, get off my phone.”

Knowing good and well you ain’t just nobody.

Nobody doesn’t get a key to his house and permission to hang around when he ain’t there.

Nobody can’t just walk in on practice cuz she left something in his car.

Nobody does not have permission to borrow said car anytime hers was in the shop.

The Jabberwocks don’t bother to remember nobody’s first and last name.

Nobody don’t got Jason running around Walmart because she’s sick with the sniffles and ran out of vegetable soup, but she doesn’t want more veggie soup, she wants CHICKEN NOODLES.

Nobody isn’t introduced to his mom and told to call her “Mom Dee.”

Heheee, when I tell you Nash stopped in the middle of the sidewalk when you casually brought her up?

Had the man staring straight down at you like you were some newly discovered species.

“Wait wait wait, you’re telling me you met her?”

“Yeah, she invited me over for Thanksgiving!” ☺️

Nash ain’t never look at Jason the same…

Mainly because if he did look, he’d start laughing at him.

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He sat up there in Dee’s living room during Thanksgiving teasing Jason while they played Mario Kart with the littler cousins 😂

“Better get to studying, Simp 101 starts this semester~”

“Mannn shut up!”

“You do know that your mom will be pissed if you don’t marry Y/n, don’t you?”

“Anyway!” -leans back to see if his mom listening- “She ain’t gone do nothing!”

-from somewhere back in the kitchen- “You betta marry that gal! You come up in here with anybody else IMMA WHIP YOU, YOU HEAR ME JASON?!!!”

“Now how you gonna tell me how to live my life?!”

“DON’T PLAY WIT ME BOY, I CAN END YO LIFE!”

Nash had to pass his controller to the nearest child cuz he fell out. 🤣🤣🤣

What did he just say?! Didn’t he tell him?!

You had your hand over your mouth in the kitchen the whole time cuz Mom Dee didn’t have to threaten him like that 💀

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No really, she had nothing to worry about. Jason ain’t going nowhere.

Cuz he a hypocrite.

He’ll eat up all your food then complain when he has to share his.

Hugs are for booty grabbing, or at least that’s what he SAID was the case.

In reality, he’ll just stand there while while you reach up to scratch his back with juuust the right amount of pressure.

Makes him shiver. 😩

He be the first one to whine about you pooting but will mercilessly CRIPPLE YOU with his mustard gas farts and he can’t say it ain’t that bad cuz he be running from it too 💀

He poked fun at Nash’s undying devotion to his girl but honestly? Jason ain’t stepped out on you either, even though there were and still are plenty of opportunities to do so.

Jason got mad when Nash started to occasionally skip out on guys night, but I’m pulling up a few new absences on his report card as well 🧐

He called Nash a simp? That’s funny Jason, but at least Nash can sleep without his girl, you caint, so go take a seat right next to your friend. -insert chair scooting noises- 🪑🪑

Acting like it’s a nuisance to have to keep up with your events but shows up to support you.

Arguing with you but not letting you sleep separately.

Loves to say you get on his nerves but don’t want you gone for too long.

Pushing 60 mph in a 55 zone to come get you after you called and told him you got hit in the back by another car and you needed him to pick you up 💀

Oh. Wait. There ain’t no buts about that last one, you just scared the hell out of him and he was in a rush. (You weren’t hurt, but the back of your car looked like a monster took a bite out of it 💀)

He be complaining bout cuddling too but that was an easy lie to catch because every dang night he’ll lay there with you, letting his hand roam over your rib cage, dip down your side, then slide up to rest on your hip over and over... You’d be wondering where he was going to go with it, but he just falls asleep curved behind you, one hand around your waist and the other spread on your stomach.

And then you’d lay awake a little longer, pondering how Jason could talk so rough like he does, but then touch you as if he were handling porcelain.

He was so full of contradictions when it came to his emotions, it made you dizzy to look back and forth between what he says and what he actually does.

You got one thing straight tho.

He loved you.

It don’t matter what that nighuh say.

——-

Heheheeee, Jason checked his texts one morning and saw he got one from Nash the night before.

‘I bet you went and snuck off to be with Y/n. And on the one night I was trying to hang 😑.’

Did I mention it was guys night yesterday and Jason played hooky? 😁

He was about to tell Nash to stop crying bout it but he got a new message.

‘Bring your soft ass outside Romeo, we got work to do 😂’

Jason sucked his teeth and tossed his phone over his shoulder.

“Punch him in his mouth… I ain’t soft nothing!”

And then rolled right over to sling his arm around you and give you kisses between your shoulder blades.

[onthecourtbugs]

God i miss @touchstarvedirl writing so much and when i saw your headcanons i died 🥺🥺

If you actually take requests (because I’m a dumbass but i didn't reaaly see) can you write something fluffy domestic with our dumbass Jason Silver, i miss knb so much and his ass 🥺🥺

If you don't do requests pls pls ignore

Lil Man (KnB)

Pairing: Jason Silver x Reader

A/N: I KNEW I FORGOT SOMETHING! I am SO sorry, I put everything under the sun in my main post except requests are open! 💀 I absolutely take them, thank you so much for being my first requester! I hope I do you justice 😖

Summary: Y/n and Silver adopt a cat.

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“Here we go again.” Silver didn’t look up from the game he was playing. He didn't need to. He already knew you had brought an animal in the house because you couldn't help but baby-talk them on the way in every time.

You set the cat carrier down on the living room floor and palmed your hips with a glare.

“You can bring that sass down to a three, thank you.” You knew better than to hope for a supportive attitude, seeing as Silver didn’t care for animals of any genus, species, or breed.

“I’m just sayin’. You always finding animals and trying to take them home. Remember the dog? The bird? That ugly turtle?”

You felt a prick of annoyance on Chester the box turtle’s behalf. “Excuse you? Chester was a sweetheart!”

“What is it this time? A raccoon or sum’?”

“A cat. And it’s just for a few days, someone already called and said they want him.”

“How come they can’t get him right now?”

“They’re far away, they gotta come down here.”

He shrugged and started playing again. You heard something akin to him refusing to pick up after any more animals.

“Didn’t think you would,” you grumbled, eyeing the large jacket that lay in a pitiful heap on the floor as you walked out.

The next few days were annoying for Silver while you waited for the people to come to get the cat. He wasn’t going to outright forbid you from babysitting, but he made it his mission to ignore the poor baby. It was both infuriating and amusing to you because the little guy was obsessed with him. 

Everywhere Silver went, the furball was underfoot. The cat liked to attack his feet when he was in the kitchen. Silver just moved him aside with his foot. In the living room, he always tried to sit next to Silver but he just picked him up by the scruff of his neck and dumped him over the back of the couch. He even waited for Silver outside the bathroom until he came back out. You messaged the people who were supposed to get him on the day of, but they said they were still unable to come down yet.

Two more weeks went by. 

The cat was still there, but Silver seemed to have forgotten about ignoring him. He started getting up to feed him and play with him. While bringing in some groceries, one day, you heard him talking to someone in the living room. He was laid back on the couch giving a lecture of all things… And who was laid out on Silver's stomach but the cat, paws in the air, tail lashing back and forth in annoyance. It was nothing short of a spectacle seeing this big man scolding a cat.

“I’m not playing with you, next time you bite my ankles imma throw you outside. Hear me, lil man?”

The cat meowed softly and reached up to touch Jason on the chin.

Silver looked down at him for a long moment. And then he smiled, a big one that showed off his teeth. 

“Look at you, trying to play innocent now that I got your little ass in timeout.” 

“I know you don’t got that cat in my spot.” You teased.

Jason narrowed his eyes at you, offended. 

“All of a sudden you don’t remember his name?”

“Uh, all of a sudden, you do?” You didn’t remember giving the cat a name… Silver let out a loud sigh as if you were supposed to know this already. 

“His name is Lil Man.” 

Your eyebrows shot up. Overlooking the fact that Lil Man was a terrible name for a cat, you were surprised that Silver had bothered to give him one at all.

“Why Lil Man?”

“We came to an understanding. When I’m not here, he’s the man of the house.”

“Oh really?” You curled up with them on the couch. “So, a cat can hold things down better than me now?”

“Don’t let his size fool you, cats be squaring up with alligators.”

“You lying.”

“The hell I am, they got it on video! Mans is a gangster, ain’t das right?”

Lil Man, who’s eyes were now closed, made a trilling noise but didn’t move.

It was too cute to bear. Silver had just indirectly admitted he had gotten used to the cat. It became apparent those people were never going to come get him, and Silver stopped asking when they were coming. 

Lil Man was unofficially, officially, part of the family.

When it was time for Silver to leave and play ball again, you found your little personal joke about Lil Man’s obsession to be more than just an exaggeration. It was the first time the cat had been without him and he cried at the front door a lot. It was sadly cute at first, but it got annoying when he started doing it while you were trying to sleep. One night, after you’d had enough of his late-night serenading, you stumbled down the stairs in one of Silver’s jerseys and snatched him up, holding him at eye level to give him the four-one-one.

“Look here, boy. You not about to be crying all time of night, every night. You think you the only one around here who misses him?”  The cat just gazed at you with his big eyes and moaned pitifully. Dang, you kinda felt that though. He was just saying what the both of you were feeling. The place just wasn’t the same without Silver filling it up.

“It’s okay, I know how you feeling.” 

You took him up to your empty bedroom and you both curled up on on Silver’s side of the bed and missed him together.

Silver was missing you too.

Of course, he was having a grand old time wiping the floor with his opponents during the day and soaking up the attention that followed. But every night his mind wandered back to what you were doing.

He called you often throughout the season, but after a while, hearing your voice just made the silence in his room unbearable after you’d hung up. He hated being so sensitive, but the truth was the truth. After sneaking out past curfew with the boys to drink and party, he always stretched out in his room, aching to be home in his own bed with his own wife, to watch his own tv with his own cat. He slept on his stomach with two pillows jammed over his ears, pretending they were your thighs. 

Frick, he missed you.

When Silver finally came home he got the welcome of a lifetime. You flew out of your car and launched yourself at Silver the minute you saw him step out of the airport. He dropped everything and crushed you against him, laughing when your legs clamped around him.

“Uh-huh, MISSED ME DIDN’T YOU?” 

His voice was atomic in your ear, but you were too relieved to be in his arms again to care.

“Yes! Oh! Yes, yes yes, I missed you SO much baby!”

Silver rewarded your enthusiasm with a deep kiss, ignoring the stares of everyone witnessing. Ohhh, how good he felt. The hard, powerful muscles of his abdomen melded against your body, making you squirm. Your nails dragged down his back, making him groan and hug you tighter. Some of the onlookers chuckled, others looked uncomfortable and coughed. Silver didn’t care, but you slowly realized you were making a whole scene and made him put you down. 

“Look at you, got me acting up!”

He picked up his duffel bag, entirely unbothered by your accusation. The pleasant buzz he felt from holding you close was intoxicating. Did you always smell so good?

“Sheeeeeit, you jumped on me. I didn’t even know you had hops like that.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Naw forreal, you need to be on the team too!” He burst out laughing again.

When you got home, Lil Man greeted him with the same level of excitement. He started making a great big noisy fuss, following Silver into the livingroom and didn’t let up for a second. When he finally scooped the cat up and held him under his arm like a football, he immediately quieted down and looked around casually. Like he didn’t just act an entire fool. Not that you blamed him, you were guilty of the same thing. Being in Silver’s arms was just that blissful of an experience.

You fell back on the couch. Silver dropped down next to you, pulled a small square box from his bag, and tossed it onto your lap. You picked it up and turned it over in your hands.

“What’s this? A necklace?” You had way more necklaces than you needed… though if you were being honest, that could be said about everything. You lifted the lid. Inside, on a velvety black bed, rested a collar. It was matte black with three green claw marks on it, just like the Jabberwocks’ basketball uniforms. Lil Man’s name was on the silver tag.

“Aww, is this custom designed?”

“Yeah. Figured if he’s gonna live here he’s gonna need some ID before the feds deport him.”

Lil Man looked absolutely adorable with it on. You took pictures, of course and sent them to your friends, who were in agreement that he was the cutest cat in existence. You also sent them to Silver, who secretly made one of them his wallpaper. No one would find out since you were his lock screen.

“So, is today gonna be his birthday from now on?”

“Cats don’t have birthdays, girl. But whatever, that's up to you.”

Lil Man was now officially, officially, part of the family.

[onthecourtbugs]

i’m absolutely obsessed with the way you write jason, so anything jason silver lmao

Checkered Shirt

Pairing: Jason Silver x Reader

Warning(s): Stingy Jason

A/N: This is SO random but I had too much fun with it. 😫  

Summary: Jason didn’t like sharing food, this we all know. But who knew he was stingy with clothes too?

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You had fallen back into a Ciara phase, and currently had “Like a Boy” playing while you were in your room trying to think of what to cook.

Trying being the keyword here, because you kind of got distracted while singing and dancing around your room.

You stroked your chin with one hand as you sing-flirted with the mirror that sat on your dresser.

“Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back!”

Even now, listening to the song was still guaranteed to get you in that mood.

But something wasn’t quite right. You eyed Jason’s side of the closet and grinned when you spotted what you were after: One of his checkered shirts.

Sure, you practically drowned in it, but you just rolled up the sleeves and left it unbuttoned.

You stole one of his hats too, then strolled back to the mirror, keeping your movements fluid and unbothered. Like you’d seen Jason do a million and ten times.

You checked yourself out now, humming to the music and twisting your wedding ring around to hide the gem.

“What if I, had a thing on the side?”

“Made you cry?”

You tilted the hat down over your eyes, then jutted your chin out and curled your top lip as if you were disgusted with the mirror.

“Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy!”

You got so caught up in your “heartless player” role, that you didn’t notice your husband in the doorway. He came up to ask you what was taking dinner so long but now he was just enjoying he show.

Jason watched you goof off for a hot minute, trying not to crack up.

Your little behind in his gigantic shirt, grabbing your crotch and mean-mugging the mirror was too much.

You were in the middle of swerving your imaginary hooptie when he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Bae, what are you doing?!”

You pinched the brim of your hat between your thumb and forefinger, twisted it around to face the back, then pointed at him while you body rolled aggressively.

You weren’t bae. You were boo and he’d do well to get it right.

“Sometimes I wish I did act like a boy!”

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He had a good time kee-kee’ing it up, but it wasn’t funny anymore when you ended up getting attached to that shirt of his.

You weren’t sure what it was made out of, but it felt amazing and you kept stealing it much to Jason’s annoyance.

Which, whatever, he doesn’t even wear it all that often.

But now that you’d gotten attached to it, he had to pretty much wrestle it off your body whenever he wanted to wear it.

If he didn’t snatch it from the dryer before you did, there was a tussle.

So when he searched the dryer for his checkered shirt today and couldn’t find it, he knew what was up.

“Bae!”

“What?”

“Where’s my checkered shirt?”

You poked your head out the bathroom. “Huh?”

“Huh?” He mocked. “Where. Is. My. Checkered shirt.”

You thought about it. “W.....which one?”

“I only got one checkered shirt and I know you wearing it.”

Your guilty response was to duck back into the bathroom and lock the door.

“Y/N!!!”

“Bro, just find a different shirt!”

“Girl what? You better gimme back my shirt!”

That door came back open real quick.

“I don’t think I like your tone!”

Jason rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry. You know I love you.”

He offered a hug, which you accepted even though you gave him squinty eyes first.

The minute he got his arms around you, though, he hooked his fingers under the hem of your(his?) shirt and yanked it upwards, taking it clean off and ran with it.

“JAY! UGH!”

“You find a different shirt! This mines!”

————-

It didn’t end there, and Jason was beginning to realize it never would.

He was chasing you down the stairs one day, since you got brave and put on his checkered shirt again.

He so close to grabbing you but in a last ditch effort, you vaulted over the banister at the last moment, twisted around like a cat mid-air, and landed on the ground below in a rather crisp superhero landing.

Jason stopped on the stairs for a minute, not really believing he saw what he just saw.

Was he married to a stunt double, what kind of Iron Man/Black Widow mess was that?!

All this time he been trying to get you to exercise and this is when you choose to give a hundred ten percent?!

You threw him a sly look over your shoulder before sprinting off.

You were never going to give up your precious.

Jason sucked his teeth, waved you off, and went back upstairs. This was not worth it. Not for no damn shirt. Maybe later he could hide it or something…

[onthecourtbugs]

Not a real post, just Pinterest coming up today with the “Who else has done that risky naked run from bathroom to bedroom…?” 😅😂😭

And to be honest, just don’t. Don’t ever run.

It don’t matter who you got, Jason or Nash. They will run you down.

First of all, Jason is NAWT going to ignore a naked body streaking through the house at full speed. 👀

“Nah, WHY YOU RUNNING?”

And Nash? He don’t even need to see you, them rapid footsteps will tell him what time it is and he will give chase.

“Ahaha, why are you running?” 😈

Like. They already mad competitive. You attempting to break for it is an unspoken challenge to them.

You thought you could outrun the chosen? 🥱

They don’t even know why you tried it.

And when they catch you, they’re eating you alive.

And then you’ll have to hop right back in that tub.

So remember. Just Walk. Sashay. SNEAK if you have to.

Do not run.

It don’t work.

And if they see you anyway, well… dang.

This has been your friendly “surviving dem boys” PSA, have a wonderful day.

[onthecourtbugs]

Silver Airways

Pairing: Jason Silver x Reader

A/N: I was stuck at the airport for the second day in a row cuz the plane engine needed to be fixed. I made this to keep myself from combusting and I don’t wanna edit so beware.

Summary: At the airport with bored hubby Jason.

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If you’re the type to want to get checked in and through customs early, you’ll want to be prepared when waiting at the departure gate with this man.

Bring snacks and buy drinks cuz he gone be complaining bout being hungry. Trust me. 

You don’t wanna hear it.

He can only text in the Jabberwocks’ group chat, The Den, for so long before they eventually ditch him for whatever they’re doing and he becomes bored.

Music doesn’t last long.

Games keep his attention for a little while, but it’s not long before his mind wanders again. He’s sick of entertaining himself. He wants to mess with somebody.

And by somebody? 

I mean you.

Don’t think that you’re gonna sit there and read a book, or get lost in your daydreams, or be on the phone with somebody while he just sits there.

-snatches your book- “Whatchu reading? Mann, why you reading this boring stuff?”

-leans over in your space- “Aye. Aye.” (Whispering loud as hell too 💀) “I know that face, whatchu thinking bout?”

-butts into your conversation- “First of all, you were the last one to leave the kitchen so you left the water on.”

You give him your hand to talk to and turn your body away. “Stay in your business, thanks.”

“I’m IN my business, you talking bout ME!!!”

“Shut UP. Why are you so loud?!”

If Jason can’t find somebody to talk to he is going to be bothering you the entire time and he doesn’t care if you yell at him because he’s getting attention. 

As far as he’s concerned, arguments are better than just sitting there doing nothing with nobody to play with but himself.

Lord forbid you run into your ex while in there tho💀

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THAT’LL give him something to do.

“Why you looking like that? Who that is?”

“Nobody,” you roll your eyes. “Just my ex.”

If he’s a more passive guy, Jason is going to forget about you and antagonize him instead. And to be honest? You low-key torn between laughing and feeling sorry for the man.

Jason snatching his book now. “What YOU reading?” He sucks his teeth at the title. “Mannn yo stuff boring too.” -tosses it back into his lap-

Jason butting in his phone conversation. “The girl keep telling you later? Damn, she don’t want you then.”

Your ex leans back to give you an exasperated look but Jason leans back too, blocking him. 

“Whatchu trying to look at her for? She don’t want you either!”

That was the last straw. Homie got up expeditiously and pulled his luggage to the seats across. You didn’t know whether to laugh or tell Jason to cut it out.

You should have told him to cut it out cuz Jason was not done with him. He started up that loud whispering again, leaning over the aisle. “Aye. Aye man, I’m just saying. If you stop reading them boring “catch the rice” books you might start getting some!”

You paused and squinted your eyes. Catch the Rice? What kind of book was…

When you caught it, your eyes widened and you burst out laughing.

“Jason it’s THE CATCHER IN THE RYE!! You get on my last NERVE!”

Jason didn’t get what was funny but he was glad you were finally paying attention to him. Your old Edmund Tipton looking ex wasn’t no fun.

Oh, shoot. Now he’s back to bothering you 😂

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It’s not so amusing if your ex is just awful but at the same time what was he gonna do, really?

Jason will stomp that man into a pancake if he tries anything in that airport.

“Why you looking like that? Who that is?”

“Nobody,” you sink in your chair, hiding your face with the book as your former boyfriend passes. “Just… nobody…”

He squints down at you. “You hiding from nobody?”

He doesn’t recognize this man from anywhere, but he can see that you’re very uncomfortable.

Jason don’t like that.

Instantly hauls you into his lap.

He doesn’t put you down either, even though you protest, which draws the attention of your ex, who recognized your voice.

Not that he was gonna do anything. Jason’s overwhelming size and hostile expression was enough to make anyone think twice about going over there. 

When you went to pee, Jason reclined back in his seat and stared at your ex. Daring him to move in your direction. Daring him to breathe.

Jason Silver played no games when it came to protecting his Missus, and when you came back it was right back into the lap for you.

Either way, you cannot WAIT to get on the plane already, going home from vacation was way harder than it needed to be!