#jungle boy jack perry x reader

[theeliteyoungbucks]

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[sydsaint]

Smug little baatard man. I love you <3

Summary: The reader is surprised to see Jack Perry finally back in AEW after his prolonged hiatus from the company. The two were close before the incident with CM Punk. But Jack never tried to reach out after the fight.

You are backstage for Dynamite talking with Willow and Kris after your match against Robyn Renegade a few minutes ago.

"The belt looks so good on you, Willow." You compliment Willow and the shiny new TBS championship belt hanging off her shoulder. "I can't wait to see you and Mercedes go at it. It's going to be such a good match."

"Thanks, YN." Willow smiles at you. "I saw your match with Robyn just now. You looked great back there." She pays the compliment back.

You, Willow, and Kris chat for a while about work. Kris is showing you a new photo of her pet lizard when the three of you notice the sound of the AEW crowd becoming rowdy.

"What's got them all worked up?" You wonder aloud.

"No clue. Wanna go see?" Kris shrugs.

You and Willow nod so the three of you weave your way through the backstage are. You make it down near the tunnel entrance where some monitors are streaming the show.

"Isn't that Jack Perry?" Willow is the first one to speak up. "What's he doing out there with the Jackson brothers and Okada?" She asks.

Your attention snaps to the monitor in front of you at the mention of Jack's name. You haven't seen Jack since the incident last Summer at All-In with CM Punk. Kris notices the surprised look in your eyes and remembers that you and Jack were hanging out a bunch before the incident.

"Hey, didn't you and Jack used to be close?" Kris asks you.

"Yeah." You nod. "I haven't talked to him since that fight he got into with CM Punk." You explain.

Willow turns around to join the conversation. "That long?" She asks you. "He didn't even like text you?"

You shake your head and turn back to the monitor. You watch Jack commit an assault on poor defenseless Tony Khan with help from The Elite. Your stomach churns at the despicable sight. But in the back of your mind, you can't help but notice how attractive Jack seems now. This new persona he's putting on is enticing, to say the least.

"Damn, that was brutal." Willow shakes her head when the camera feed cuts out, signaling the end of the show.

"I know." You agree.

Kris and Willow head back to the locker rooms so they can get ready to leave. But you linger backstage for a bit. You hang around and try not to act suspicious until eventually, Jack comes strutting back through the tunnel with his new friends.

"YN!" Matt Jackson greets you with a smug grin. "What are you doing hanging out all the way out here?" He asks you casually.

"Hi, Matt- er, Matthew. Sorry." You offer the EVP a small wave. "I was just cooling off and enjoying the show." You explain.

Matt nods and steps off to the side with Nick and Okada. Jack steps up to the front of the group and locks eyes with you.

"Hey, Jack." You smile at your former close friend. "You grew a beard! It looks nice." You pay him a friendly compliment.

"YN." Jack returns your smile. "It's good to see you again." He takes a step toward you and away from his newfound friends. "You've been growing out your hair? It looks nice too." He adds.

You smile at the ground sheepishly and nod. "Yeah, thanks. How are you?" You ask him. "I heard that you were off doing some work in Japan. How was it over there?"

"It was good." Jack shrugs. "I learned a lot while I was over there, that's for sure." He explains. "Hey...listen, YN. I'm sorry that I didn't call or anything these past few months." He rubs the back of his neck.

You shake your head at Jack's admittance of guilt. "Jack, no, it's alright." You assure him. You step forward and close the gap between the two of you. Jack looks a bit surprised when you place a gentle hand on his arm.

"You're forgiving me? Just like that?" Jack laughs. "But I was such a dick to you these past few months." He shakes his head again. "I mean. I just up and left! I ghosted you for so long!"

You shrug and crack a small smile. "You were getting railroaded!" You remind him. "Scapegoat, remember? I get it. And sure, it would have been nice to get a call or a text just to see how you were doing. But it's okay. I get it." You assure him one more time.

Jack laughs again and you suddenly find yourself trapped against his chest in a warm embrace. "Man. You've really got it bad for me, don't you?" He teases you. His new bad-boy persona breaking through.

You giggle and break out of his embrace. "I've got it bad?" You quirk a brow at him. "You spent half a year in Japan surrounded by groupies and yet here you are." You tease him right back. "Right here begging me to forgive you for ghosting me."

You and Jack both laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. You glance down at his hand now holding your wrist in the gap between the two of you. It's like he's making sure that you aren't going to go anywhere.

When you glance back up at Jack's face you find him staring at you with a tell-tale twinkle in his eye. You recognize the look to be the same one you used to give him when he wasn't paying attention. Like you are just dying to kiss him.

"If I try and kiss you right now, you aren't going to slap me, right?" Jack asks you playfully.

You shrug and match his playful smile. "I guess you'll just have to try it and find out." You tease him.

Your teasing remark earns one last laugh from Jack before he closes the gap between the two of you. You feel his hand snake behind your back, his palm laying flat against the small of your back as he pulls you flush against him. Your eyes flutter shut as Jack crashes his lips to yours in a sweet but passionate kiss. A kiss that's about three years in the making and about six months late.

But damn was it worth the wait.

[lovethathookhausen730]

Synthetic Love

Part 5: Save Me

Summary: Tyler wants to do whatever it takes to protect Y/N from Jack Perry and Anna Jay

Tags: @shawtys-things

Y/N'S POV

I decided not to show up for Dynamite tonight but I did promised whoever sent me that mysterious message that I would meet up with them in their hotel room as I sat on my bed thinking about the whole situation I let everything sink into my head as i heard my phone buzzing and i read it carefully seeing the same mysterious message

???: I'm at the hotel now come see me room 203

I sighed deeply and begin putting on my comfortable clothes and a hoodie so nobody from the arena would see me as I walked out of my hotel room looking both ways to see if anyone was watching me as I head towards the room number 203 which was the second floor of this luxury hotel as I made my way to second floor and went straight towards 203 and knocked on the door having a gut feeling this was a big mistake of my life yet again....

Tyler's POV

As soon as I heard the knock on the door I immediately got up and went to answer it seeing Y/N as I hugged her before looking at her face which was all red and puffy as I sighed softly "come in" I told her softly as she walked into my hotel room as I closed the door and turn to look at her

"so it was you that sent me the mystery text" she said as I nod in reply and sat on my bed taking off my hoodie and set it beside me and looked up at her as I let her speak before I did

"how did you get my number I never gave it to you" she asked as I sighed deeply and looked at her wanting to be straight up honest with her

"Skye Blue gave me you're number I told her if you were showing up for dynamite and she said no so I asked her for you're number so I can tell you to meet me in my hotel room" I explained as she nods in reply sniffling slightly as she looked down for a moment before sighing softly before begin fumbling with her finger against her hoodie

"why am I here Tyler?" She asked as she looked at me as I inhaled sharply and looked at her seeing the pain in her eyes which caused me to get worried even more

"I want to save you from Jack Perry and Anna Jay Darius told me what happened and I knew right then and there I needed to find you knowing Jack Perry he's fucked up in the head since betraying me at Forbidden Door 2" I explained as I remember that night Jack betrayed me after everything I did for him as I felt her sitting next to me as I sighed deeply looking down

"I'm sorry he did that to you Tyler but you don't have to save me from this I did this to myself and this is my way of saying that I deserve this" she said as I shook my head and looked at her and lightly took my hands into hers as I lightly move my thumbs back and forth on her hands

"you don't understand y/n Jack is going to make your life a living hell like he did with me alongside with Anna Jay and I don't want that to happen to you I don't want you to go through what I had to go through please let me save you from this I promise to protect you from him and anyone that gets to you" I begged as I felt my heart sinking for her I don't want her to go through the things I did when Jack put me through hell

I watched her reaction to see if she'll accept the offer of me saving her as she looked at me and smiles softly "fine I'll accept the offer but if you end up hurting me Tyler... I will never forgive you and I will end up leaving AEW for good" she said as I hugged her lightly stroking her hair as I smiled softly

"you have my word y/n I won't let anyone hurt you ever again" I said as I let her stay in my hotel room for the rest of the night letting the boys know I wouldn't be out tonight as I let her fall asleep on my chest as I watched her sleep peacefully on me I'm glad she's finally giving me a chance to save her from all of this and as for Jack Perry, he's gonna have a hell week from me and I'll make sure he feels all the pain that he put y/n through I will make him pay for his sick and twisted games....

[madhatterbri]

Christmas Showdown | J.P.

Summary: During Christmas, your father wants to know about that comment.

Author's Note: Mild cursing. Work of fiction.

"And I'm still banging the hottest bitch in this entire place," Jack yelled into the microphone. The line he worked on for so long seemed to work. The rowdy crowd in the arena booed. A smirk plastered on his face.

If only he knew how much that comment would bite him in the ass.

"Merry Christmas, everyone," you sung happily as you walked inside your parent's house. Jack followed right behind you and closed the door. The warmth of your family's home a nice change from the chill outside.

The house went silent as the two of you walked in. Your mother and sister cleared their throat and nodded their heads towards the kitchen as if ushering you there. Your dad cheered loudly from the livingroom as he watched his favorite team play.

"Jack, I'm going to help them with cooking dinner. Why don't you watch some football with my dad?" You asked wanting your dad and Jack to finally meet. Your boyfriend turned on his heel but was stopped by your mom.

"Oh no, honey, her dad loves his football. Now isn't the time to talk. Besides we need a man with muscles to help us out in the kitchen," your mom smiled and patted your boyfriend's muscular arms. Jack walked into the kitchen. You followed feeling like something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Why are you guys being weird?" You asked.

"Your dad remembers a certain comment Jack made about you on an AEW taping one night," your mother answered wiping her hands nervously against her apron. "I tried to tell him it was all for a story but it was the way it was delivered,"

"Comment?" You asked. "What certain comment?"

Your sister pulled up a video from Youtube. It was the night he turned heel. Your blood ran cold. Your breath hitched in your throat. The words that caused controversy poured out from the cell phone's speakers. Oh no.

"What did dad say?" You asked.

"He wants to talk to Jack. It should be halftime and our team is up. Maybe this will be a good time since he's in a good mood," your sister encouraged. A fake look of hope shined on her face.

Jack pursed his lips yet nodded. He silently prayed your dad wouldn't kill him. The Jungle Boy was known to push the limit sometimes. He swore ppenty on television and wore a shirt that read Christian is a pushy. He rubbed his head nervously before walking into the livingroom.

"Hello, sir, my name is Jack. Nice to meet you. Your wife said you wanted to talk to me," he shifted his feet uncomfortably.

"I know who you are," your dad spoke roughly. "The man that talked down about my baby,"

"Listen, I wanted to apologize for the comment I made at your daughter's expense. It was used to fully push me to be the bad guy for our job," he explained. "It was wrong of me and I'm sorry,"

"I understand it's just for entertainment. She's just my little girl, you know?" He asked.

"Yeah, next time I will get the crowd riled up another way and not at the expense of your daughter," Jack promised.

"Good to know, besides, I'm banging the hottest b in this place. You got it?" your dad informed him while standing up from the rocking chair. Jack bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. You always warned him about your dad's sense of humor and love for your mom. The man seemed to try and make a joke out of a bad situation. At least he was warming up to him.

"Ye-yes sir," he answered.

[thesupreme316]

This is most likely to be the weirdest things i’ve requested,

Picture,Being Hook’s twin or older sister. At the past Blood and Guts, Reader is at ringside with her brother during JB match. Then when Jack turns, she sides with Jack.

The following Wednesday, when Her and Jack are now teaming together, the promo goes on.

After Jack says

“I’m still young, I’m cashing fat checks and i’m still banging the hottest bitch in this place”

Clearing referencing to reader, then reader goes on saying something like how she should be the FTW champion since she’s older and has had more in-ring matches that follow FTW rules( I like to think that the FTW title can go to any gender), Then when hook goes to chase Jack, just after jack jumps over the barricade reader and Hook are standing toe-to-toe, allowing Jack to get away safely. 

I’ll leave the rest to you, Much love

YOU'RE FINEE

Had it Coming (Hook x Sis!Reader, Jack Perry x Fem!Reader):

Word Count: 1.3K

Supreme Speaks: hiii, thank you to @hookerforhook for the request (i miss your requests so much). I really enjoyed writing this one. If yall want more, you know what to do. please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: none i think, is primarily angsty

Taglist: @hookerforhook @hooks-martin @triscillal @wwenhlimagines @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom

Okay imma reference this post real quick in a way

You have been dating Jack for six months…so before he got into a tag team with your younger brother, Hook

Jack developed feelings for you after you decided to help him in his feud with Christian Cage (my sugar daddy)

You and Hook have the typical sibling relationship…you love him even when you fight sometimes

You’ve been through a lot together, shared a lot of interests, and you considered him to be your best friend

But right now you’re starting to tolerate him

And recently you started to grow a dislike for him

It’s not his personality or anything

It’s just the fact that even though you have won more championships, been wrestling longer, and literally helped trained the lil booger

He just managed to push you into his shadow from the crowd and your father

It pissed you off

Especially because it’s coming at the expense of you and Jack’s career

Your and Jack’s achievements started to get overlooked and Hook either hasn’t realized or he’s pretending it doesn’t exist

It’s been pissing you off

It’s been pissing Jack off

The constant comparisons, the forgetting his name, the fact people just seemed to forget about Jack

It’s just tiring

And it all leads to Jack turning on Hook at Blood and Guts

As well as you turning on your younger brother as well

Honestly, he had it coming.

That’s what you’re telling yourself.

For three days, that’s what you’ve been telling yourself.

It felt great turning your back on your brother. But, sometimes you couldn’t help but feel like there was a way to avoid all of this. As well as feeling like you’re in the middle between your brother and boyfriend. But the more that you thought about it, the more Jack would argue it’s what he deserved for pushing you away, for overshadowing you, for not thanking you, for forgetting about you, and most importantly allowing the crowd to look over you.

You deserve better. You deserve more.

Especially after how he made you and your boyfriend feel.

This leads to today, Wednesday, you and Jack were talking to the crowd about your actions. Before you could even get a word out, they started to boo you, loudly. At first, you felt small, like an ant. But the more they booed, the angrier you got and the more you tuned them out. They didn’t understand you, they couldn’t understand you. They didn’t know how you felt, yet you were portrayed as the villain.

Jack’s booming voice brought you out of thought, “I’m still young. I’m still cashing fat checks, and I am still banging the hottest bitch in this entire place.” He said making the crowd applaud as you smiled with a blush appearing on your cheeks. He leaned over a kissed your head. “Now, did we turn on Hook or did everyone turn on us? After all, we’ve done, after everything that we have given to this place and being robbed out of championships, do you expect some entitled, second-generation little prick to dangle his unofficial championship in our faces? A championship that is just like you Hook, a fraud. Unlike your authentic, legitimate, charming, and hot sister.”

Jack gently gave you the mic as the mix of applause and boos poured in. You rolled your eyes at the crowd as you began to talk, “And come to think of it, I should be the FTW champion.” The crowd booed at your statement. “Think about it! I have more in-ring experience, I’ve actually had FTW championship-worthy matches, and I was at one point your role model, little brother. The only reason why I haven’t challenged you is because Dad is protecting your ass. Cause he knows, that in one match I would take your championship, break your bones, and break your heart.”

“As far as I’m concerned, I am the uncrowned FTW Champion. It’s only a matter of time until I get my hands on it and make you pay for all the pain I’ve endured cause I’m the victim here, not you! But soon you will be once I send you to the ICU.” You continued, making the crowd gasp and clap at your words.

You gave the mic back to Jack, “And just for the record, we can hear you all very clearly. You all telling us that we messed up, that Hook’s gonna kill us. Hook, let me tell you something right now, when I get my hands on you, I am going to beat-“

He was cut off by Hook’s theme, making you roll your eyes and Jack’s color drain from his face as your brother emerged from the black stage. You could see his angry face from a mile away, his eyes were filled with rage. As he ran to the ring, Jack slid out of the ring, jumping over the barricade.

Hook slid into the ring to come face-to-face with you, making the crowd stand up in suspense. His eyes kind of softened as he gazed into yours; you could see his eyes go from angry to hurt. He didn’t understand why everything had to escalate to this point. He moved to continue chasing Jack, but you moved in the same direction; shaking your head at him.

You gave your younger brother a dropkick that stunned him. He just laid in the ring. He wasn’t going to get up to fight you, you knew that, he would never fight you, not even when y’all were kids, he never fought you. Maybe it was the respect and love he held for you…or it was fear. Whatever it was, it allowed you to do your finishing move before going to the back.

He deserved it.

Grabbing your bags, you walked to the parking garage, looking for Jack. Then, a voice called out to you.

“That was some show you put on, Princess.” You looked in the direction of the voice, shocked at who it belonged to. You slightly groaned at the person as they exited their vehicle.

“Christian, what do you want?”

“A conversation.” He said with a smile, walking closer to you with Luchasuarus behind him. “Maybe, a little more if I can convince you of it. Where’s your lover boy?”

You know that you’re not supposed to be talking to your boyfriend’s former mentor, but his tone and the conversation thus far intrigued you. “He’s on his way.” You said with confidence.

“No, he’s not princess. He’s long gone, jumped into his truck, and drove off without any stops.” Christian said with a mocking sad face. “That’s no way to treat someone, especially one person that he claims to love.”

“He does love me-“

“Why isn’t he here then?” You were quiet in response, not sure of what to say. “Y/N, you deserve better in multiple ways. I’ll cut straight to the chase. I have a proposition for you, a very beneficial proposition for both of us. But I don’t wanna conduct business with a pretty lady in a dirty garage. Let me, I mean us, take you to your hotel or somewhere to eat, and we can talk.”

Your brain was in the middle as you knew that anything with Christian Cage was bad news. And you don’t wanna disrespect Jack.

But then again, your boyfriend wasn’t around to take you back to your hotel room, you guys really had no plans after turning on Hook besides trying to take his championship (but you didn’t know how really), and you were hungry. Also, there’s no doubt that your brother was hunting you down so the two of you could talk, so you needed to leave now. Technically, it was a winning situation for you.

There was no harm in talking, right?

“Fine Cage, but no funny business.” You said. Christian smiled before telling Luchasuarus to get your bags, which he put in the trunk. Christian opened the door for you and helped you into the truck.

And if there is harm, it’ll catch up to you tomorrow.

[daddyhausen]

Can you maybe do 21, 58 and 66 from the dialogue prompts (not the NSFW) for jack Perry and hook again, I really like the one you did for them before :)

Thank you :)

• merely a scratch — jungle boy + hook •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { hook masterlist } | { jungle boy masterlist }

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{ summary } — after a gruelling match against former friend ruby soho, jack and tyler go check up on you, the boys both worried for your safety after catching the sight of blood

{ warnings } — injury, blood

{ word count } — 354

{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook x jungle boy

{ genre } — fluff

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{ 21 } — "you're bleeding!"

{ 58 } —"you're insane!, "you love me though”

{ 66 } — "it's just a scratch, you worry too much"

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your head was spinning

mind in as a daze as the once fresh blood now congealed to your flesh

staining your forehead and cheeks in crimson streams

this new side of ruby was unlike no other

she was vicious, violent, not a shread of empathy left in your once former friend

as evident by the nasty gash just above your right eyebrow

consider your friendship no more after she slammed your head into the ring poll

the wound still oozing fresh blood

albeit not as much as before

just as you were unceremoniously dumped into the medical office

tyler and jack made their presence known

jack practically kicking the door off the hinges

“you’re bleeding!” his voice frantic, rushing over to you despite the doctor trying to stitch you back up

tyler followed soon after with his usual casual demeanour

eyes widening with worry as his gazed upon your bloody face

as soon as the doctor had finished the final stitch, jack cupped your face gingerly between his palm

treating you as if you were a porcelain doll he was afraid to break

tyler still remained silent

offering a small hand on your thigh for comfort

“it’s just a scratch, you worry too much”

“just a scratch?” tyler interjected.

“you got five stitches in your head, princess”

jack tightened his lips together at the sight, still a slight furrow of worry knitted in his brows

“eh, i’ve had worse”

tyler gave a small chuckle at your remark

placing a sweet kiss to your cheek, sitting beside you stop the makeshift examination table

an arm wrapped around your shoulder

all the while jack continued to stroke your cheeks gently

“you’re insane” jack mumbled under his breath

“you love me though” you eyed both of the boys momentarily

leaning into tyler’s shoulder with a soft sigh

“doc said i can’t wrestle for a couple of days. guess my boys are gonna have to take care of me”

jack rolled his eyes playfully, the soft honey-brown of his irises glimmering under the harsh light of the medical lamp

“you know we wouldn’t have it any other way, sweetheart”

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[igncrxntripley]

one more night

synopsis: jack comes back after you two break things off, even though you promised you’d stay away. 

a/n: I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOR!!!! I WANTED SOMETHING SAD AND SAPPY SO HERE YOU GO!!!!!

mentions: SFW, fem!reader, post-breakup, sad :(, mentions of crying. 

taglist: @thesithdiaries​​ @cassiesgreta​​ @roseheartsworld​​ @theworldofotps​​ @babybatlover​​ @ripleyswhore​​ @auburnwrites​​ @obl1vionblackhart​​ @emogoblin-666​​ @hereliespumpkin​​ @embertargaryen​​ @neptune-lover​​ @bunnysmyname @i-have-issues-lol​​ @ares-athena​​ @thatonepansexual2000​​ @witcherfromwallachia​​ @infamousvampcx​​ @christinabae​​ 

even though it had only been a week, this break up with jack was the hardest thing either of you had ever done. his busy schedule with being on the road and your own personal situation was enough to drive a wedge between you, and you’d ended your relationship with a man you surely thought was your forever. 

the house was so empty without him and his things; no more wrestling memorabilia, no more hearing his favorite music in the bathroom, no more stray suitcases...it was just you, and that was the hardest pill to swallow so far. the man who was once a phone call or text away, who was littered all over your walls in photos and in your camera roll, was now someone you were trying to move on from. and it hurt. 

you’d been repeating your nightly routine since jack took his things and officially left the house; laying on the couch, trying not to let more tears fall from your eyes, and maybe finding it within yourself to get a snack from the kitchen before falling asleep. going into the bed you once shared with him made that heartache even worse. 

in the midst of this, you heard a knock at your door - which was unusual this late at night. you hadn’t invited anyone and you didn’t order food, so in most cases you probably would’ve just ignored it. but something told you to get up and just check it out to see who was trying to get your attention. 

with a small sniffle, you stood up and wrapped your blanket around your body just a little tighter. you trudged to the door and opened it, only to see that same mop of curly hair you fell in love with and the scent of his cologne hit your nose like the most comforting hug you could’ve been given. 

“jack, no...” you’d mumble, worried that he was coming back to try and appeal to your heartache. just as soon as you looked up at him, you looked right back down so the tears wouldn’t well up in your eyes. 

he’d gently shake his head at you, “no, y/n, please just look at me.” you didn’t want to listen to him, you didn’t want to admit that you missed him, but seeing him standing right in front of you was only making that even harder. “i know we promised this would be it but...but i can’t stay away.”

while that was everything you wanted to hear from him, it was also the worst thing jack could’ve said to you. you both made each other a promise that you’d move on, that you wouldn’t come back to see each other and you’d work on healing yourselves. you had to stop yourself from calling him every night because you’d convinced yourself jack was already moving on, but this was proved you wrong. 

“we can’t do this jack.” you mumbled sadly, watching as he slowly stepped over the threshold of the entryway. jack was a man who wore his heart on his sleeve, and when you looked up at him to see the tears in his eyes that matched yours, it was only getting more difficult to keep your original promise. “y-you should go home.”

jack’s calloused hands held your cheeks, both you finally letting the tears escape your eyes, and he gently shook his head. “give me one more night, baby.” he’d whisper, using his thumbs to wipe your years. “if you want me gone in the morning, i’ll be out of here before you even wake up. if you want me to stay then i’ll stay. but please...please, just one more night.” 

no matter how angry you’d been at him almost a week ago, that had all dissipated in this moment that he stood in front of you. you wanted that one more night just as badly as he did but had been refusing to admit it. jack was holding back just as much over the last few days, but tonight was his breaking point and he knew he needed to see you. 

there was a few moments of silence, jack holding your cheeks and resting your foreheads together as he let you sniffle. his tears were silent, and he seemed stoic as if he was trying to remain a source of strength for you. and eventually you gave in with a gentle nod, “just for tonight.” you whisper. 

jack nods and closes the door behind him. his own stressed hand runs through his unruly hair, and he wipes your tears one more time. “we don’t even have to talk.” he said softly, already lifting you off of your feet and taking the slow, familiar walk to your once shared bedroom. “i just need to hold you one more time.”

with your arms wrapped around his neck, tangling one of your fingers in a couple of strands of jack’s curls, he carries you into the bedroom and lays down on the bed with you. jack hadn’t even changed out of his own pajamas before coming back to the home he’d shared with you only a week ago, so both of you laid in your bed for the first time since ending your relationship, tears rolling down both of your faces. 

“what if i don’t know whether i want you to leave or not?” you admit softly, resting your head on his chest and breathing in his scent. 

jack was playing with your own hair, tugging the blankets around your body even tighter. “it’s okay if you don’t.” he’d assure you. “we can wait and see how you feel in the morning.” 

you hated how soft, how gentle this man was being. it was like you needed a reason for him to leave...but you couldn’t find one. as he held you just like he used to, ran his hand through your hair and let your tears fall, you were reminded of the jack you fell in love with and wanted nothing more than to pretend the last week never even happened. 

after some more silence, you looked up at jack and gave him the first kiss you’d shared in well over a week. you’d never forgotten the taste, the feeling of his lips, and that alone solidified what you told him next. 

“i’ll see you in the morning?”

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

yayyyy!!! glad to hear the request are still open🥰 could i please request a jungle boy drabble/oneshot with the smut prompts - 25. “How many rounds was that? Four? God, we’re about to break our own record.”, 147. “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.” and 81. “Dammit, we made a mess.”? (any combo will work if you dont wish to use all three😌)

ive been very weak lately with the thought of jack and soft overstimulation 🫠

Prompts-

25: “How many rounds was that? Four? God, we’re about to break our own record.”

147: “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”

81: “Dammit, we made a mess.

"Fuck, Jack!" You came hard, hand yanking on his hair roughly as you came once again. You weren't sure how long he'd been between your legs, your hand in his hair the only thing keeping you aware of your surroundings. His previous words echoing in your head.

“It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”

You did your best to yank Jakes head out from between your legs, desperate for the overstimulation to stop, even for just a second. Jakes face was covered in your juices and he licked his lips with a smile.

"Your taste so fucking good. How many rounds was that? Four? God, we’re about to break our own record.” You were quick to shake your head at his words.

"Can't, I can't..." Jack coed slightly, rubbing your face gently.

"But look baby, we made such a mess." You glanced down, face turning a deep red at the large wet stain on your sheet. "Might as well make the most of having dirty sheets."

[sydsaint]

This duo>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Summary: The reader is forced to choose sides when her two best friends have a violent falling out.

"Hey, Y/N. Have you seen my boots anywhere?" Jack asks you from across the room.

"The brown ones?" You reply from the side of your hotel room bed. "Yeah, I stuffed them in your bag earlier." You inform him.

Jack looks down at the half-packed bag at his feet and moves a couple of things to the side. He spots his boots at the bottom of the bag and nods. "Oh, thanks." He thanks you. "You almost packed for the show? I promised Tyler that we'd meet him in the lobby in like five minutes."

"Yep, I'm ready to go." You zip up your bag with a grin.

Jack does one last check of his bag and the two of you head down to the hotel lobby. In the lobby, you spot Tyler first standing off to the side of the room in his usual hoodie and sweats. "Do you think he ever washes those?" You joke with Jack.

"Probably not, no." Jack laughs with you. "Hey, Tyler." He waves at his stoic new best friend.

"Hey." Tyler looks up from his phone. "Hey, Y/N." He adds and flashes you a friendly smile.

You smile back at Tyler and adjust your bag hanging from your shoulder. "Hey, Ty." You greet him. "You ready to head out? Because Jack has been climbing the walls all afternoon." You joke.

"Yep." Tyler chuckles and everyone files out to the rental car.

You and Tyler walk ahead of Jack and casually chat. Behind you, Jack can't help but notice that you and Tyler are shoulder to shoulder. Like two peas in a pod. A small twinge of jealousy forces Jack forward and between the two of you as casually as he can.

"Who's driving?" Jack asks to break the ice.

"I can drive." You suggest. "You've got that match with Sanada tonight Jack. So you should let either me or Tyler drive. It's the least we can do, right Tyler?" You nudge Tyler's shoulder playfully.

Tyler nods and eyes the keys you're twirling around in your hand. "I'll drive." He snatches the keys from you. "My dad taught me manners. And that means you never let your girl drive if she doesn't have to." He jokes.

"Oh, so I'm your girl now?" You giggle, just joking around with Tyler.

"In this scenario, yes," Tyler replies.

Jack huffs behind the two of you but doesn't say anything as you all make it out to the rental car. Everyone loads up their stuff and Tyler climbs into the driver's seat. You go for the passenger side, but Jack beats you.

"Nope, my turn to sit up front." Jack grins at you playfully.

"Fine." You fake a pout and climb into the back.

Everyone chats about work until you arrive at the arena. Everyone files inside and Tyler heads out to find his dad and check in. You walk back to the locker room with Jack and hang out with him for a bit.

"So, since when are you and Tyler so close?" Jack asks you casually while unpacking his bag.

"Hmm?" You look up from your phone. "Oh, I don't know." You shrug. "A couple of weeks, I guess. You know how Mr.Khan asked Taz and Excalibur to help me kind of hone my journalism and broadcasting skills lately?"

Jack nods, remembering you telling him about Khan wanting you to potentially be a broadcaster for the show in the future. "Yeah, I remember." He confirms.

"Well, I've been spending so much time around, Taz. Tyler and I just kind of started talking I guess. Plus now you two are like a team or whatever this is." You add.

"Right." Jack nods.

A bit later, Tyler heads back to the locker room and walks over to you. "Hey, Y/N. My dad wanted me to give this to you." He hands you a small vanilla folder.

"Okay." You furrow your brows as you take the folder from Tyler. "What is it?" You ask him.

"No clue." Tyler shrugs. "He just said that you should study it." He adds. "Knowing my dad, it's probably homework." He jokes.

You laugh and open the folder. "Oh, you are so right." You find a large stack of notes in the folder. "Man, leave it to Taz to assign me homework for a pay-per-view."

You and Tyler both laugh and Jack once again feels left out of the loop. He pushes his feelings down, however, and tries to focus on his upcoming match. He slips away to get changed while you and Tyler hang out.

When Jack comes back, you and Tyler are sitting as close as can be without you being in his lap. "Seriously, your dad can't work on his penmanship a little?" You complain to Tyler. "What does that even say?" You ask him.

Tyler chuckles at your struggle and points to the page sitting on your lap. He picks up a pen and corrects the page for you.

"You two are still going over those?" Jack walks over to you.

"Yeah." You nod. "Ty's dad writes like a total gremlin." You joke. "You look ready to go though, Jack. How are you feeling about tonight?"

Jack watches you push your work to the side for a bit. And he's glad that he's gotten your attention back for a bit.

"Here, I'll do a few more corrections for you, Y/N." Tyler takes the papers from you.

"Thanks, Ty." You smile at him and turn back to Jack.

You and Jack sit on the other side of the room and talk for a bit. You've been friends with Jack since both of you joined AEW at the same time. You've been with him through everything. Being in Jurassic Express. Letting Christian become his mentor. Being betrayed by Christian. Their fued. All of it. But lately, Jack can't help but feel like he's been losing you.

The time for Jack's match with Sanada comes up and you all head to the tunnel with him. You give Jack one last hug and an encouraging smile before he heads out with Tyler to back him up. You stay behind and try your best to study Taz's notes about how to properly analyze the action in the ring.

After a grueling match, Jack ends up losing to Sanada. You feel slightly bad for your best friend's loss. But it is Sanada that he's up against. So the loss isn't something that he should beat himself up, over. You watch Tyler help Jack up the ramp and over to the tunnel like the good friend he is, but then something shocking happens.

Seemingly out of nowhere, Jack reels away from Tyler and attacks him. Blindsided, Tyler hits the floor hard clutching the back of his head. You are on your feet in an instant and race through the tunnel.

"Jack! What the hell are you doing?" You come through the tunnel and race past Jack to check on Tyler.

"Really?" Jack snaps at you. "You go right for him? Don't even bother to acknowledge me?" He confronts you.

You kneel down next to Tyler but turn your head to face Jack. "What? Jack, you attacked him!" You remind him. "I'm sorry you lost your match, okay? But what did Tyler do?" You ask him.

"You like him more than me, don't you?" Jack confronts you. "Don't even try and lie to me, Y/N. I know it's true. Well, guess what HOOK, you can have her!" He sneers.

"Jack!" You get to your feet. "Come on, this isn't you! You're not this guy!"

Jack snickers and shakes his head at you. "I'm sick and tired of being a pushover, Y/N. Maybe Christian was right. Being the good guy never gets you anywhere."

Jack storms off and half expects you to follow after him. To try and convince him that he's wrong. To beg him not to go. But you turn around and go back to helping Tyler and Jack knows that he's right. You do love Tyler more than him.

"Tyler? Ty, are you okay?" You help Tyler to his feet.

Tyler rubs the back of his head and steadies himself on your arm. He shakes out his hair and composes himself before he grabs your arm gently. "I'm fine. Are you okay?" He asks you back. "He didn't try and grab you or anything did he?"

"No!" You insist. "Jack, he-He'd never do that to me. He's...he's a good guy." You try and reason with yourself.

"Not anymore, he's not," Tyler replies. "And he's gonna pay for this. For hitting me and for hurting you." He insists.

You head backstage with Tyler and go with him to get some ice for his head. While you're both in the trainer's room, Taz comes by to check on you both.

"Hey! You kids, alright?" Taz asks when he comes into the room. "That was a pretty nasty shot to the back of the head, son. And, Y/N. How are you holding up, kid?"

"We're fine, Dad," Tyler answers first. "It's not going to happen again. That's for sure." He absentmindedly grabs your hand.

Taz notices the gesture and nods. "She's a good choice." He jokes like you aren't right there. "Smart girl. And tough as well."

You laugh a little, feeling a bit better about the whole situation. Jack might be playing right into what Christian wanted for him. But you won't be so easily broken.

[lovethathookhausen730]

Synthetic Love

Part 4: Trouble in Paradise Part 2

Summery: Y/N now realizes that she can no longer trust Jack Perry....

Warning: slut shaming

Tags: @shawtys-things

Y/N's POV

The following morning came as I wake up next to Jack Perry with a hangover as I slowly got out of bed and put on my clean clothes and shoes and immediately and quickly walked out of Jack Perry's hotel room and quickly made my way towards Skye and Willow's hotel room as I opened the door and see Skye and Willow looking really pissed off at me I knew I was in trouble

"dude where the fuck were you last night?" Skye asked me as I looked at Willow then back at Skye as I cleared my throat

"I left with someone at the club cause I was drunk" I explained as Skye sighed deeply and Willow looked up at me

"you're in trouble y/n... Anna Jay found out about you and Jack Perry" Willow explains as my eyes went wide and I felt my stomach turn

"who's Anna Jay?" I asked very confused as Skye looked at me still pissed off as usual

"she's Jack Perry's girlfriend and you slept with him it's all over social media she even found the video it's on Twitter" Skye said as I immediately went on my phone and go to Twitter as I found the tagged video of me and Jack Perry having sex last night as I read Anna Jay's post and sink down onto the floor reading her post

annajay___: count your days bitch I'm coming for you

After watching the video I immediately scrolled through the comments and read some of the nastiest comments that made my stomach turn and my heart shattered even more

"ew what a complete slut"

"Tony Khan is now hiring sluts to fuck every male roster"

"Anna Jay deserves better"

"kick her ass Anna she fucking deserves it"

"not a fan of y/n anymore"

"Tony, fire that skank ass bitch"

I couldn't read the comments anymore as I begin to cry hard knowing I screwed up badly as Skye turns to look at Willow and walks out of the hotel room with her as I was now left alone crying and hurting as I hear my phone buzzing and I picked it up to see Jack Perry's message which made my blood boil

Jack P: I told Anna everything enjoy getting your ass kicked and embarrassed slut

I immediately threw my phone across the room in anger as I cried even more harder as I hear my phone buzzing again as I went to pick it up and read the message that was an unknown number

???: y/n don't ask who this is and how I got your number find me after Dynamite room 203

I began to question myself as to who could've sent this to me as I begin to hop into the shower and cleaned myself up and wipe off the makeup and put on my comfy clothes and a hoodie and waited till after dynamite to see who would want to see me I hope and pray it's not Anna Jay or Jack Perry....

[madhatterbri]

Heartbreaker | J.P.

Summary: You betray the man that helped you get a Championship.

Author's Note: Who wants angst on this fine Tuesday morning? I am thinking about him a lot bro. Let's bring on Full Gear.

"You look great with that gold on your shoulder but I think it looks better around you waist," Jack smiled while grabbing the belt from your arms. He placed the belt around you and clipped it. His hands lingered on your waist.

You turned to look at him. His brown eyes full of innocence and warmth. He trusted you. After he was betrayed so many times before he still opened his heart to you. He looked down at your lips and leaned in as if to kiss you. You turned away from him so he kissed your cheek.

"Jack, listen, i-I have something to tell you. Tonight Christian is going to-" you stopped once Christian's reflection appeared in the mirror. You two were no longer alone.

"He already told me. He believes in me. I'm going to go out there and win in front of you and my mom and sister," he smiled proudly. His mentor believing in him was one of the greatest achievements in his career. "Are you ready to go?"

You nodded and walked with him to the curtains.

The match was hard fought by Jack but he ended up losing. Despite your best efforts to hype him and the crowd up. You started a chant for his name and continuously pounded your fists against the mat. He was injured and it hindered him from winning.

"I still can't believe you won. Well of course I can because i helped train you," he smiled and patted the belt. You looked down suddenly feeling like it gained 20 pounds more.

"Do you trust me? You know i would never want you hurt, right?" You asked quickly. You spoke as fast as your heart was raving. Your heart pounded so loud you could barely hear him.

"What's wrong?"

Tarzan Boy blasted through the speakers of the arena. Jack looked at you apologetically as he walked out to the ramp. You followed behind him with a loud pop from the crowd. You high fived people as you walked down.

Once the match concluded, Christian walked to the mat looking like a concerned parent. Your eyes darted between the two men. You begged him not to do it. Christian waved his hand at you to motion for you to be quiet.

Jack limped towards the ropes as one of the AEW personnel tried to assist him. Christian patted Jungle Boy's chest to comfort him. False words of encouragement could be heard faintly. He placed his student's arm over his shoulder and assisted with his walking.

The personnel slid out of the ring first. He lowered the rope to give the injured wrestler more space. You sighed in relief. Maybe Christian would have a change of heart about the whole thing. All hopes of harmony were quickly dashed.

Christian grabbed Perry's hips and pulled him to the middle of the ring. He performed the Killswitch. You watched in horror as Jack laid motionless in the middle of the ring. The crowd went crazy as the betrayal unfolded before them. Christian grabbed his hair and started yelling at him.

He hovered over him like an animal would to their wounded prey. His eyes scanned the arena until they locked in on Jack's family. A cocky smile plastered on his face. Christian slipped out of the ring and grabbed two chairs.

Referees tried to interfere. When Christian moved to strike them they backed down. This left Jungle Boy to fend for himself. There was no stopping what was about to unfold.

The chairs were used to continue the assault. One chair was placed under Jack's head. Christian grabbed the other chair and stood tall and proud in the middle of the ring. You couldn't dare look at Jack's family or what happened next. You closed your eyes and covered your ears.

The sound of steel hitting steel made your stomach churn. You prayed all of this was finally over. You opened your eyes to see Christian rolling Jack over. He lounged on him as if he was just furniture.

Christian stood up and motioned for you to come in the ring. You shook your head not wanting any part in this. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground next to him.

You obeyed not wanting him to turn on you. Jack's body laid motionless. His chest slowly rising up and down to show he was at least breathing. He threw his leather jacket over Jack's face.

"Stand on his chest over his heart. You could have saved him. You did this," he blamed you. He was right. A part of this was your fault. You slowly followed his orders. Your white converse stood on his chest just above his heart. Christian grabbed your hand and raised it high.

For the first time in your career, the crowd booed you.

[thesupreme316]

Had It Coming Part 4!?!?!?!!

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING SO HERE IT IS

Had It Coming Part 4 (Christian Cage x Female Reader/Hook's Sister/Jack Perry's Ex):

Summary: It seems that you and Christian are going strong. But how does that sit with your ex-boyfriend, Jack Perry?

Word Count: 2.3K (Please accept as an apology for being so late)

Supreme Speaks: thank you guys so much for supporting this series and showing it love. it really means a lot to me. okay, I ain't gonna waste your time any longer. Here is the anticipated part four of this series (it has a dark portrayal of Jack, you don't have to read if you're uncomfortable). Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: DARK PORTRAYAL OF JACK (tw: obsessive, stalking, in the denial stage, borderline yandere vibes tbh), suggestive mentions, explicit language, proofread to the best of my abilities

Taglist: @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @hookerforhook @batzy-watzy @wwenhlimagines

It’s been 33 days since he saw you walk away from him with his former mentor and best friend.

And Jack is going crazy.

He legitimately lost it.

Everyone can see it on his face. But they can’t help him…they can only watch as he unravels and continues to ruin his own life. After seeing you run off in the sunset with Christian, Jack became uncharacteristically silent. He wouldn’t even talk to Anna, and when he did, it was screaming and placing blame on her. Anna, who truly wanted to help him, was broken up with before she could even do so. You found that out in the locker room as she was crying to Tay Melo, a sight that was so bittersweet for you to watch.

Jack would walk around the halls, bags under his eyes, genuine stress marrying his facial features, wearing all-black clothes, hair matted, and not utter a single word to anyone. It got so bad that Tony wouldn’t even put him on the screen. He would spend his evenings in the arenas sitting in a corner on top of boxes, just looking over your contact. His thumb would caress your face through the phone screen as his eyes lingered on the contact name “Sunshine.” He tried texting you, asking for you to come back. You never answered. For some reason, he thought changing your name and breaking up with Anna would be enough for you to come back.

It wasn’t.

But even though you didn’t come near him, two people would come near him, offering friendship and shoulders to lean on: Austin and Colton Gunn. They would try their best to get Jack chatting with them as they filled his ears with loud jokes, obnoxious laughter, and weird banter. Although he never cracked a smile, the Gunns were resilient and still provided him with company.

“Hey, Jackie-boy,” Austin said cheerfully, walking up to the sulking wrestler, who would mumble a response. “How ya doing?”

“Man you should have been at the party last night,” Colton said bumping his shoulder. “You could use a night out. There was this insanely cute girl that is exactly your type-” Jack shook his head. Colton looked at his brother before nodding to Jack.

Austin sighed, “Look man, we get it that it’s been a rough month and a half. You lost your best friend, other best friend, title, and girlfriend-“

“I didn’t lose Y/N.” Jack snapped, looking up at the brothers.

Colton and Austin quickly side-eyed each other before Austin continued, “I was talking about Anna…but bro and I mean this respectfully, Y/N left you a while ago.”

“Anna and I were never together. She doesn’t matter to me. Y/N didn’t leave me. We are just going through a rough patch right now.” Jack said while running his fingers through his hair. “It’s not my fault.”

“We’re not saying that it is. We’re just trying to say that maybe there is no future where you and Y/N are together. You need to accept it.”

“No, I’m not going to accept it because it’s not true!” He shouted, startling the Gunns, with Colton hugging Austin in fear. Jack lowered his voice as he continued to talk, “It’s not my fault. It’s not her fault. It’s Christian’s fault.” He whispered to himself. “I didn’t lose my beautiful, innocent, and sweet girlfriend to Christian. That could never happen. He took her from me! Just like how he took my best friend and credit for my career. He just takes everything from me.”

Colton said taking a step forward, “Jack-“

Jack stood up from the boxes, looking into Colton’s eyes with anger, determination, and bitterness, “He filled her head with these images that I’m not the one for her. That he’s better than me. He basically kidnapped her, come to think about it. Yeah…he kidnapped my precious Y/N and started feeding these lies to her. And to make matters worse, Anna came back into the picture and distracted me from realizing it. That’s what happened.” He poked Colton’s chest as he finished his statement, “And I fully intend to get her back.” He swiftly walked away from the brothers as they stared in disbelief.

Austin looked up at Colton, “He is not okay. Where do you think he’s going?”

“It’s 9:00, he's off to do his favorite activity.”

That consisted of Jack watching you from afar when you were by yourself or with your girlfriends; curious if you missed him, if you cried over him, if you were dying to run back to him for safety, comfort, and love.

The answer was no. None of the above.

But the second he saw you with Christian, his stomach would turn and he would run away, not wanting to see the bitter and disgusting man with the love of his life. Jack is miserable, but you? Oh girl, you are thriving right now.

It seemed the longer you and Christian dated, the bigger the smile on your face would get. As Christian stated, if you wanted something, all you had to do was ask. And he has continued to keep that promise. Nowadays, all you have to do is look at him as it seems that he can read your mind. The newest Louboutin heels? He bought them in 5 different colors. You feeling stressed and want to escape? He booked a yacht. You want to ride something while on the yacht? He’s already underneath you, allowing you to take control.

He was a gentleman to you; dropping everything just to assist you, even for a second. You didn’t have to worry about doing a single thing. As long as Christian is beside you, you are sure to be treated like the Princess you are. Hell, he even changed your stance in wrestling. As you were no longer bound by Jack, you took the necessary steps to reconcile with your brother, Tyler (Hook).

As Christian filled your life with love, positivity, and care, you realized that the FTW championship wasn’t something you wanted. So after a couple of defenses, you relinquished it, crowned Tyler the official champion, and started to manage Christian full-time.

But this wasn’t a parasitic relationship where you got all the benefits. Oh no. Christian loved being around you. It just felt right having you near him, with a hand lingering around your waist. Not only did you feed every single one of his sexual and physical needs, you also met and exceeded his emotional needs. You made him feel heard and seen. You see him in a different light than everyone else. He is letting his humane side be seen more now that you are always with him. Because to you, he is more than your lover, he is your protector and motivation.

He is also a great man of taste…

“Willow, he is so sweet! Just yesterday, he drove 45 minutes to sleep beside me because I couldn’t fall asleep. And then, he brought a chef to cook my favorite breakfast!” You yelled out to your best friend while getting dressed for Dynamite.

“That’s great Y/N, I’m so happy to see you smiling again. I haven’t seen you this happy in a while.” Willow said with a grin on her face. To everyone, your relationship with Christian was no more than a typical “sugar baby” transaction. But it was nothing like that, and Willow saw that.

You stepped out in your new dress that complimented your skin tone beautifully. “I know, he truly makes me happy.” As you were about to speak again, there was a knock at the door. You squealed, running to open it and seeing a medium-sized bouquet of white roses. You thanked the man before closing the door. “He always sends me flowers every Wednesday.” You said as you put the vase down. Willow got up and examined them. “But he never gets me white; they’re either red, pink, or orange.”

“Maybe he’s full of surprises,” Willow said as she got closer to the vase. There was another knock at the door, you went to answer it as Willow started to speak again. “Y/N, there is-“ She was cut off by your sequel again. She looked back at you to see you give Christian a soft kiss.

“Hi Princess, how are you?” Christian said hugging you with one arm, the other was behind his back. He twirled you around, “You look gorgeous.”

“Thank you, baby.” You said, placing a kiss on his cheek. Christian greeted Willow while still trying to hide his arm behind his back. “What are you hiding?”

“Well, it is Wednesday and you know I give you flowers-“

You smiled as you cut him off, “Baby, I already got the flowers you sent me. They are beautiful.”

Christian’s face screwed up in confusion, “What are you talking about?” He moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a much larger bouquet of red roses. “The flowers I got you are right here, I wanted to personally deliver them myself today.”

The color drained from your face as you took your boyfriend’s flowers and looked behind you. Willow held the roses in one hand and a paper in the other, as she read the note, the color drained from her face as well. “You need to read this.” She gave you the note. It would have been a very sweet and flattering one….if it was sent from your boyfriend. 


Your laughter, a melody, a joyful song, In my embrace, is where you belong. Each moment with you, a cherished delight, You're my sunshine, my morning light. Love J

Your heart started racing as Christian ripped the note, took the flowers from Willow, and them in the trash. “He’s a piece of shit. That bastard.” He looked at you, who was in shock and disgust. He hugged you tightly, avoiding the roses he got you. “He just needs to leave you alone.”

“Yeah, I’m going to make sure of it.” You said before gently placing the red roses down on the table, taking over from where those distracting and bitter white roses once were.


“No, you will not. You let me handle it, I don’t him anywhere near you. He put you through shit before and I’m not letting that happen.” Christian said getting angrier by the minute, obviously not at you. “I’m going to get Luchasuarus to accompany you tonight. My woman will not go anywhere near him.” He said sternly.

Did you listen? No. Of course not. You left way before Luchasaurus got to your locker room door.

Your heels clicked along the halls as you were trying to find your ex-boyfriend. Anger was pounding through your blood as you carefully looked for him. You were about to turn to go down another hallway until you saw his matted hair in a bun. You stormed towards him, calling out his name. Jack turned around and immediately lit up at your figure getting closer, even though your facial expression was anything but happy.

"Y/N-"

You cut him off by sharply slapping him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You angrily asked him, not giving him a moment to register anything.

"Sunshine-" He sweetly started to say

"How dare you send me flowers and address me like that? We are not together. That was clear when you cheated on me with Anna"

Jack's face became angry as he spat out, "Don't talk like that. Anna means nothing to me. You love me and I love you. That backstabbing, lunatic, bastard is messing with your mind. Sunshine, just come back with me. Stop this little game of yours, you're letting him get the best of you."

"Jack, stop. I am with Christian; he treats me with love and respect. He actually cares about me and my feelings and treats me like royalty. Much better than the low-down and disgusting ways that you have shown. The only lunatic around here is you. You don't care about me."

"Don't say that!" He yelled, grabbing your arm harshly, "I love you Y/N! He's not the one! I am! Just come back with me and everything will be fine!"

You were struggling to pull your arm away from the man you once loved. Then a voice shouted down the hall, making Jack take his hand off of you. You turned around to find your boyfriend and your supposed bodyguard. Christian gently placed you behind him. "I'll talk to you later about this." He quietly said to you before turning his attention to Jack. "Listen, you have one more time to pull some shit like this-"

"Shut up! This is between me and my girlfriend-"

"MY girlfriend, MY woman, your ex. You have no reason to talk to her anymore. I'll be damned if you try to come between us or weasel your way back into her life." Christian stepped closer to Jack, looking down at him. "Leave her the fuck alone, little boy. Or the next main event for you will be your funeral."

Jack rolled his eyes as Christian grabbed your hand and kissed it before leading you and Luchasaurus down the hallway, away from your ex. You quickly looked back with bitterness and a glare as you turned the corner. But to Jack, that was a look of hope and desperation.

Desperation to get away from Christian, the man who drove you two apart. But also he could have sworn that your eyes were delivering him a message, a message of love and secrecy that was directly for him. "I'm going to save you from this Y/N. You don't have to pretend to have feelings for him much longer. I see your plan, and I understand it. It's genius. As those white roses signify, it will be a new beginning for us. And then, when it's all said and done, Christian will finally see who the real man is."

And according to Jack,

Christian had it coming…

And he only had himself to blame.

[daddyhausen]

Can I request #30 off the NSFW prompt list with Jungle Boy?

• touch starved — jungle boy •

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{ summary } — it’s your first night back after a serious injury, jack being completely unaware of your return and quite frankly, sex deprived, begs you to touch him

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, switch!reader, handjobs, public sex, switch x switch dynamic, teasing, cumshots, edging, multiple orgasms, begging, male + female orgasm, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, squirting, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 610

{ pairing } — fem!reader x jungle boy

{ genre } — smut

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{ 30 } — i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now

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it had been months since he saw you last

months since he last felt your warmth, kissed you, tasted you

he’s craving your touch

even more so now the both you were currently at work

still so close but far enough to miss each other

jack found himself in the secluded hallways of the area

you locked with his lips

hands so needy, but not allowed to do more than fumble with zippers and ties

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now” he whimpered, feeling more touch starved than usual when you were not around

“anything?” you pulled away from his lips momentarily

“yes…anything, sweetheart”

his breathing was frantic

his cock strained in his ring gear

the poor boy looks like he hadn’t gotten off in days

“just relax for me”

jack let out a small sigh of relief as you pried his cock from his trunks

slowly beginning to jerk him off

“feel better?”

“y-yes…” he whined through gritted teeth, sweat starting to gather at his hairline making the luscious curls stick to his skin

his back arched again the cold brick wall

adoring the way your hand worked around his shaft

your eyes never breaking their gaze from his

“fuck…i’ve missed you so much…”

jack spoke through a particularly loud groan

one of which you silenced with a harsh kiss to his lips

pulling away breathlessly

“i know…me too, baby”

“god…need to fuck you so bad”

the pleasure made tears well in his eyes, hips bucking upward to meet the movement of your hands

“cum for me first, okay?”

he gave a small nod

the muscles in his abdomen tightening with release

his cum warm against your skin

coating your knuckles white

he gave a breathless moan, his cock twitching against his stomach as you released him from your grasp

“sit down” you words were soft in his ear, bringing up your hand to lick his cum from your knuckles

“what if someone sees us?” he questioned yet still complied

lowering himself back against the wall

“guess they’ll just have to watch then” you remarked, lowering yourself down onto his cock

oh god how you missed the feeling

his cock spreading your folds so deliciously

stretching you out until your cunt was gripping his size

“oh s-shit-“ he gasped, stuttering over his words as you began to bounce on his cock

“oh my god, sweetheart” he panted, tongue jutting out to wet his lips as you leaned in for another heated kiss

“you feel so good…”

“you do too…” you muttered against his lips trying to keep yourselves quiet

“you make me feel so full, jack…i love it so much”

“me too, baby…now be a good girl and keep quiet for me okay?”

you nodded, burying your head into his shoulder

jack held you tight against his chest, thrusting up into you with light strokes

“you gonna cum?” you questioned, words muttered into his skin

feeling his cock throb deep within your warmth

he gave a simple nod, an arm wrapping around your waist while the other smoothed stray strands of hair from your face

your lips remained close to his, swallowing each others breaths and moans

spilling over around his cock while he pressed short, sweet kisses to your jawline and chin

he followed suit, filling you up as he intended,

his warmth seeping from your sweet folds as he pulled out

admiring the sight of you i top of him for a moment

“you better fix yourself up…” you mentioned, still starting to catch your breath as you placed a gentle kiss to his lips

“don’t you have a match next?”

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[writtingrose]

I’m WEAK 🫠🥴

My babes, can I request Jungle Boy in those jeans please? Honestly that’s all I got 😂 they did things to me 👀

Smutty please!

Yes, my love, you can 💕

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“Faster!” Jack demanded

“But daddy, I can’t” You whined, feeling your legs burning

“Yes, you can and you will! You thought it was funny to tease me, didn’t you? Now you’ll shut up and do what I told you to do” He growled

Thigh riding

That was your punishment

Punishment because it was a huge torture!

Feeling your wet folds grinding against his rough jeans

Was the best foreplay ever

But sadly, that’s all it was

Foreplay

Thigh riding only served to keep you on the edge

But it was never enough to actually make you cum

And Jack knew that

That’s why his order was for you to ride his thigh until you came

“I’m sorry, daddy” You whispered “I didn’t mean to”

“You didn’t mean to? My princess didn’t mean to tease her daddy in public?” Jack pouted, clearly mocking you “Too bad she already did” His face became stern “Now move!” And he forcefully slapped your ass

You tried to move faster, but your legs couldn’t take it anymore

Tears began to roll down your cheeks as tiredness and frustration took over you

Jack’s hand cupped your cheek “What’s the matter, princess? Why so grumpy?” He teased

And you frowned, trying to hold back the brat in you

“Are you done playing games?” His voice was softer now

“Yes, daddy”

“Do you want daddy to take care of you?”

You could only nod in response as Jack’s tip slid in you

“Want daddy to make you cum like a good, messy girl?” He smiled while burying himself deep inside you

“Yes, daddy” You let out a content sigh as Jack’s thrusts began to grew faster and faster

[dirtywrestling]

Can I request a Heel!Christian Cage x Female Perry Sister!Reader? He’s been dating Jack’s sister who obviously is much younger than he is but they’ve been hiding it, so when he turns heel he continues to try and convince his baby girl to join him and leave her brothers side. She ultimately ends up leaving Jack’s side after Jack ends up accidentally costing her a important match and it’s revealed her and Christian have been together a long time when he comes out rubbing it Jack’s face that he’s got his baby sister wrapped around his finger?

Pairing: Heel!Christian Cage x Female!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Minors DNI, Reader is Jungle Boy's little sister,

Commission Requests: Closed!

Imagine Requests: Open!

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"You're a fucking joke! You know that!" You barked at your older brother who was frowning hard towards you.

"Y/N, wait let me-"

"Let you nothing! You cost me my match!" You were on the edge of crying in the middle of the ring, defeated. This was your big number one contender spot for the women's AEW championship and your brother fucked it all up. "I hate you! I fucking hate you!" You screamed at him making the crowd gasp.

"You don't mean it." Jack whispered.

Your eyes looked over at your secret boyfriend who was at the commentating table throughout your match, nodding towards him. Christian stood up and started to make his way towards the ring. "Y/N, please, I didn't mean it."

"I know you didn't, but this'll be the last time." Your eyes were down at the mat as you heard a loud smack and your brother now laid out in front of your feet cold.

"You did great, baby." Christian wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close. "Give me a kiss." He mumbled, lifting your chin up having you look at him. His lips collided against yours, ignoring Jack's groans of pain.

"Y/N?" Jack asked confused.

"That's right Jacky boy, your little sister and I have been dating behind your back and doing a lot more too." Christian winked and wiggled his eyebrows hinting at other things.

[writtingrose]

I'm so excited your requests are open again babe! Could I get Jungle Boy HC about his partner having depression?

I'm glad to have then open, hon! I've missed writing will hopefully have more time now! I hope you enjoy them. xx

Jack would be a very attentive boyfriend.

Honestly, he would probably know you better than you know yourself.

Because of his nature he'd be really attuned to your emotions and able to tell when something is 'off'

This is especially true when you're depression flares.

The second he feels you start to slip it because his mission to help you.

While he isn't usually one for PDA, he likes to touch you as much as possible.

He'll be standing beside you, talking to someone when he feels your energy change.

He'll reach out and rub your back as he tucks you into his side.

As politely as possibly, he ends the conversation and steers you towards the exit.

"I'll have Austen grab our bags, baby. Let's get you somewhere private."

Once you get back to the hotel, he runs you a bath.

He also makes sure to add your favorite salts/bath bombs and light a few candles.

He turns the lights off as you get settled into the perfectly warm water before sitting on the side of the tub.

His voice is soft as he pours water over your hair, telling you everything he loves about you

Once the water has gone cold, he'll help you out but leaves the bathroom while you get dressed.

When you step back into the room, Jack has all the lights low and snacks besides the bed. He always makes sure to have your favorites on hand when you travel. Even hiding them in his own luggage.

"Come on, princess. Come get comfortable."

He'd have fresh underwear and one of his shirts laid out for you to put on, knowing being surrounded by his scent calms helps. And because he likes seeing you in his shirts.

Once you're dressed and, on the bed, he joins you and pulls you into his arms.

He starts the movie, opens then hands you our snacks, and plays with your hair until you're ready to talk.

Jack is a great listener. And often, you find it's easy to tell him your troubles. Although it's perfectly fine if you don't speak either. He won't make you

Later that night, as you drift to sleep in his arms, Jack can't help but smile down at you, before kissing your forehead.

"Goodnight, my love."

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