#nick jackson imagine

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Hands Up

Summary: A little drabble with my favorite Buck.

Pairing: Nick Jackson x F!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult language, cursing, mentions of masturbation, roleplay, implied smut.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @mjfass , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore , tahiri-veyla

“Yes?”

“Good afternoon, sir. License and registration please”

“Good afternoon…Is there a problem, officer?” Nick frowned at the female officer. Her sunglasses covered half of her face and she sighed heavily before speaking “There will be if you don’t give me your license and registration, sir”

‘Jesus, you have got to be kidding me’, Nick thought to himself before handing his documents over.

“One moment please” The woman walked back to her car, and through the rearview mirror, Nick watched her speak on the radio before making her way back to him.

“Sir, I’m going to need you to step out of the vehicle, please”

“I’m sorry, officer, but what’s going-”

“Sir, step out of the vehicle and place your hands on top of the hood, please” Her voice tone left no room for debate and Nick could only sigh heavily as he followed the officer’s order.

“Hands on the hood, sir”

“Alright, geez” Nick placed both hands on top of the warm metal and looked over his shoulder “Can I at least know what this is about?”

The female officer stepped closer to him and Nick could feel the warmth radiating from her body “You’re being wanted, sir”

“Am I what?!” Nick pulled his hands off the hood and tried to turn around but the officer placed the baton against his spine “Sir, get your hands back on the hood, that’s an order!”

“Look, you must be mistaking me for someone else-”

“Mr. Jackson, it would be better for you if you just shut your mouth” She placed her hands on his hips and began to slowly slide them down to his ass and back thighs.

“Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing?!” Nick looked back at her “A female officer can’t frisk a man, I know my rights!”

“Oh, do you?!” She pulled her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose and that’s when Nick caught a glimpse of the familiar intensity in her eyes. “Be quiet, Mr. Jackson”.

He felt his heartbeat going back to its usual pace as relief flooded his veins. “Jesus Christ, you scared the shit out of me!” Nick chuckled but his lips soon became a thin line when he felt her hand on his bulge

“Mr. Jackson, I thought I’d advise you to shut up” Her smile was evil as her hand sank inside his jeans. She cupped his half-hard cock through the boxer briefs and Nick let out a low moan “What are you searching for anyway?”

“Weapons or any sort of thing that can be used as a weapon” She turned Nick around and took a handful of his - now fully hard - cock and let her forefinger scrape the slit on the tip.

“Oh, I can use that as a weapon. Just bend over the hood, pull your pants down and I’ll show you” He smirked before she placed the baton against his lips, making him bite around the plastic.

“That mouth will earn you a pair of handcuffs and a ride on the backseat of the car, Mr. Jackson. So I’d be very careful if I were you”.

A muffled “Yes, ma’am” left Nick’s lips as his eyes stopped at the open buttons of her navy blouse. The push-up bra made her breasts appear fuller, appealing to Nick’s primal instincts of sliding his tongue across her skin.

“Now, Mr. Jackson, do you have any sort of illicit drugs or lethal weapon inside your car?” She pulled her hand away from his jeans so Nick could answer her properly.

“Apart from this lethal boner?” Nick chuckles “No, ma’am”.

“You’re quite the jester, huh, Mr. Jackson? Let’s see if you’ll keep it up when I take you for a ride back to the police station”.

“I’ll gladly go, officer” Nick stated, hungrily staring at how the dark blue fabric hugged her ass as she bent down to check the inside of his car.

“Fuck me” He mumbled under his breath, eyes still focused on her ass, while using his right hand to cup his hard-on through the jeans.

She looked over her shoulder just in time to see Nick squeezing his hard cock through the thick fabric.

“Are you seriously masturbating in front of a police officer, Mr. Jackson?” She gasped in shock, quickly pushing herself away from his car, but not before Nick grabbed a handful of her ass.

“I’m not masturbating per se, ma’am. I’m just checking the damage you’ve caused” Nick smirked when she tried her best to keep a composed face.

“That’s it, Mr. Jackson! You’re coming with me” She snarled, grabbing Nick by his elbow and pulling him towards the police car.

“Can I at least call my wife to let her know that I’m gonna be late for dinner?”

She stopped beside the back door of her car, “Make it short”, she stated once Nick grabbed his phone from his denim’s side pocket.

Nick pressed his wife's contact picture before placing the phone against his ear. He couldn’t help the evil grin that took over his lips when she answered.

“Hey, Angel. Something came up and I’m gonna be late, so don’t worry about dinner, ok?”

Her eyes stared at her husband’s blue orbs as she simply answered back, “Okay, baby”, and hung up to open the back door of the car for him.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

You scared me

Nicholas Jackson X Fem (wrestler) reader

Summary: Y/N scares Nick during her match.

Warnings: Mentions of blood steel cage death match type shit :)

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I watched the cage lower from above, the steel shining in the arena. Tonight we would see the TBS championship being defended in a steel cage match. Normally I woudn't think much of a match like this, I was familuar with the cage and I trusted Y/n. However with Adam Copeland breaking his leg in that same cage not even a month ago had me on edge.

"Stop worring Nicky, I'll be fine" Y/n told me reassuringly as she kissed my cheek. "You know you're not supposed to be calling me that, you must call me by my god given name" "Well Nicholas, you know these kinds of matches arn't new for me. Willow and I will go out there and protect each other, you know that" "Just promise me you'll be careful, no stupid moves off the cage" "I promise I will be carefull but I don't know about the other part" Y/n told me playfully, I however did not find her joke funny. "You're out in 30" called one of the members on the production team. I gave Y/n a quick kiss before letting her get into posistion for what would be yet another history making moment in AEW.

"Jesus Christ!" Matthew called out "Did you see that!" Everyone was gathered around to watch the match from a monitor backstage, everyone wanted to see the bloody brawl that was about to take place. I couldn't watch, the sound of the steel chair cracking Y/n's skull made me sick. The blood poured out of her head leaving a puddle in the ring. "Nicholas! Are you even watching?" Matthew asked me "This is kinda hard for me to watch" I told him. "Think about all the stupid things you do that Y/n has to deal with, you should be watching!" He had a point.

I watched as Willow pulled out a large black bag that was wedged between the cage and the ring. My first thought was thumb tacks but I felt my jaw drop when Willow dumped a variety of mouse traps in the ring. "Jesus" I mumbled under my breath. I watched Willow Suplex Y/n into the traps. Some stuck to her skin while others were left with chunks of skin.

The crowd was going nuts, the women were left covered in blood, welts and bruised scattred their skin. They were proving once again that the women can do death matches. Everytime I thought it was over I was shocked by the last minute kick out. My worries had disappeared, I was on the edge of my seat wanting to see what would happen next. Just then I saw Y/n start to make her way up the steel cage and that nervous feeling returned. The arena went scilent as Y/n stood atop of the cage. They watched as Y/n took a few moments to compose herself, talking in the view and how quet everyone had become. They were showing their respect, allowing total concentration for what was about to occur. I watched Y/n execute a perfect corckscrew shooting star press (Pac's black arrow) but to my supprise Willow moved out of the way at the last second. Y/n went crashing hard into the table she had set up. Everyone was in shock with what we just witnessed. Y/n lifeless body lied in the middle of the ring as Willow went for the pin. 1...2....3...

Y/n didn't move a inch as Willow celebrated with her new title in the ring. "She's dead" called out another wrestler. "She's not dead, chill out" Matthew spat but I coudn't help think that maybe she was injured. She hadn't move at all. Medical staff tended to her as I ran towards the entrance way to make sure she was okay. They carried her backstage and I was to greet her. "What the fuck where you thinking" I asked Y/n as I held her tightly in my arms. "Owww" she called out "Sorry, Sorry but like what the fuck Y/n!" "I'm fine, don't worry about me" "You are not fine, you're going to need stitches and you just fell 15 feet to your death. You scared me Y/n!" I told her "I'm sorry I scared you" she told me "Please tell me you won't do something stupid like that again" "No promises"

[madhatterbri]

Morning After | N.J.

Summary: The morning after Nick's birthday party.

Author's Note: Short little thing. Hope you all enjoy it. Happy birthday, Nick. 🎂

Nicholas Jackson Masterlist

Taglist: @magicalbuttertarts @smallestsnarkestgirl @mrsarcherofinfamy

Y/N shifted in the bed slightly. She rubbed her hand against the sheet below. Her sheets were a little softer than she remembered. The soft pounding in her head made her curse. She drank a little too much the night before.

"At least there is some water and pills on the nightstand," she observed. Y/N reached out to grab the cup of water. An arm around her waist dragged her towards a warm body. She immediately froze.

Who the hell was next to her?

Her eyes darted around the room. She wasn't in her bedroom. This looked similar to....

Oh no...

Nick Jackson laid next to her. A low, soft snore coming from his body. His hair covered his face. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Y/N bit her lip and looked underneath the blankets. She wasn't wearing anything.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no," she repeated and stood up from the bed. Her head pounded. She placed her hand on her forehead and grimaced. With the quickness, she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her body.

Nick stirred and woke up. "What's with the noise?"

"Did we have sex last night?" Y/N demanded. Nick shrugged. The two of them could barely cope with being alive to remember.

"Why are you freaking out?"

"Oh, I don't know, Nicholas, because you are my friend!" She yelled and immediately regretted it. They both held their heads in pain. Y/N grabbed the meds from the nightstand. She swallowed them and drank some water.

There was an uneasy calm to the room until he decided to open his mouth.

"So.... Was it good?" He asked. "Who do you think topped?"

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Birthday Surprise

Pairing: Nick Jackson x female!reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 815

Summary: Nick spends all week secretly planning and preparing for his love’s surprise birthday party.

Warnings: None

A/N: Hope you had the best birthday @katries 🎉 Love you bunches!! 🫶🏻🩵💜

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Moodboard is made by me specifically for @katries 🥰

All week long Nick was on a mission. His mission? To throw the best surprise birthday party for his talented and gorgeous girlfriend. Despite having been together for such a short period of time, Nick wanted to go all out, to show her he cared and how much he loves her. Nick casually asked about what her preference of cake was at the end of last week. He wanted to be prepared ahead of time so he could make sure everything was perfect. He called up all her friends and some of his as well.

He asked for a few of her friends to get her out of the house for the day so he could decorate. About an hour into it Nick realized he needed help if he wanted to get this done on time. So called up the one person he could always count on — his brother Matt.

The two brothers worked together in hanging a banner and streamers. “Something’s missing.” Nick stated as he took in their progress. He went through his mental check list. Banner? Check. Streamers? Check. Balloons? Nick’s eyes darted around the room. No balloons. “The balloons are missing. Did you get them on your way here like I asked?” Nick spun on his heel to face Matt.

“Yes, Nick. I got the cake too.” Matt rolled his eyes. Matt wasn’t really that annoyed, he just liked giving Nick a hard time and what better way than stressing him out?

Nick froze. The cake! The most important part of a birthday party! How could he have forgotten? Thank God for Matt’s thinking because Nick’s was everywhere all at once. “Thanks. I can’t believe I forgot.” Nick mentally kicked himself for almost ruining the party. The party he was dead set on making perfect because his girl deserved perfection. To him, she was perfection.

“Don’t mention it.” Matt shrugged. “I’ll grab the balloons from the car. The cake is the fridge.” Matt called as he exited the living room and went out the front door.

Let’s have a look at this cake. Nick opened the fridge and there sat the cake on the middle shelf in a pink box with a clear plastic window to view the top of the cake. Nick set the cake on the kitchen island across from the fridge. Perfect.

Matt helped Nick place clusters of balloons in various places around the living room and move a few pieces of furniture around to accommodate for the guests.

The boys took a step back, admiring their work. The room looked ready for a party and the timing couldn’t have been any better. The doorbell rang indicating the first guest had arrived. “Thanks for helping me, Matt. It means a lot.” Nick thanked his brother once again, his hand on the doorknob.

Matt waved off the compliment. “It’s what brothers are for. Plus she’s a cool girl and makes you happy, and as mushy as it sounds, that’s all I want for you.”

Nick smiled at that and opened the door. A small group of her friends had arrived, gifts in hand. “Hey girls, come on in. The gifts can go on the kitchen island next to the cake.” He stepped aside and let them enter.

Soon the whole living room and part of the kitchen was filled with people and gifts. A text from Nick’s phone caught his attention.

From: Laken

On our way back. She’s getting suspicious.

Nick quickly got everyone’s attention and gave them go ahead to hide. He flicked the lights off and minutes later a car pulled in the driveway. He was beyond glad he remembered to have the guest follow the driveway on around behind the house to park. He could hear her asking about why the lights were off and getting the response that maybe he forgot to pay the light bill. Laughter followed and he couldn’t help but quietly laugh too, shaking his head.

Keys jingled outside the door, then the keys turned and unlocked the door. It opened and suddenly the lights were flicked on. “SURPRISE!!!” The whole room erupted with cheers and confetti fell from confetti poppers.

All the running around and pretending to forget her birthday was worth it when Nick saw that reaction, shock mixed with disbelief and overwhelming happiness. “Did you really think I’d forget my girl’s birthday?” Nick teased, wrapping her up in a tight embrace followed by a tender kiss. “Let’s party birthday girl! There’s a cake over there just waiting for you to make a wish and blow out the candles.”

Nick was pleased with himself as he watched the love of his life eat cake, dance, and open gifts. The only thoughts crossing his mind was how in this world was he going top this party next year but most importantly, how they would celebrate later, just the two of them.

General Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyoffandoms-deactivated2024 @1dluver13xx @sunshinevirus @wwenhlimagines @crowleysqueenofhell @jackson-nickthedate @omg-im-such-a-masochist @kmc1989

Nick Jackson Taglist: @mrsmatt @morgan-bucks @rubyred1980 @breezyvk @writtingrose @jennifuz @writtingelite @katries @siriuslyblackonback

[youngbuckisms]

Neurodivergent Nick Jackson; headcanon list

Warnings: none

Notes: I asked some time back if anyone would be interested in neurodivergent headcanons, so I wrote some! I’m autistic and have ADHD, and have friends who are also neurodivergent, so this is based on my experience and what I’ve seen through my friends! I hope you enjoy!

— Nick struggles the most with emotion, whether it be displaying his emotion or reading other people’s emotions, it’s never been something he’s ever been good at. It’s typically why his voice/tone comes off as very monotone, as expression is difficult for him. There are, of course, people who have gotten used to this and can read him well, but for people he’s first meeting, he can come off as blunt or rude when he doesn’t mean to be at all.

— Nick stims vocally, whether it be words, phrases from his friends or tv shows, or various little noises. ‘Bacaw’ is his more common vocal stim, but he also clicks his tongue, repeats words or phrases he hears in conversation, and occasionally does his pitched “hewwo” that he usually uses for spam calls. When repeating others, he usually only repeats Matt or Hangman, but will occasionally repeat after people who he isn’t very close with.

— Nick uses chewelry ( chewable jewelry ) as another way of stimulation when understimulated or overwhelmed, as he often grinds his teeth together or chew his nails. He used to use baby teething rings, but they typically broke after some use, so Matt had found him something more durable. Nick’s favorites are either just the chewing sticks or anything in a more round shape.

— Nick’s comfort items are his old Bullet Club hoodie, his pillow, and this plushie keychain he got from Kenny years ago in Japan that stays hooked to his backpack. He hates traveling without any of these things, as he gets very anxious without his little comfort things. He does remember one time he had left his pillow at home and how Adam tried to make things better by buying him a new one, though it didn’t help much at all because it wasn’t Nick’s pillow, despite it being the same.

— Nick does have sensory issues, just not as intense as others. As his sensory issues are not very touch focused, Nick isn’t much of a picky eater (Although he does have his safe foods he will fall back on every so often, such as Wendy’s fries and grilled chicken.) Nick can’t handle strong scents, often making him very tense and overwhelmed. Candles aren’t often lit at his home and any cologne he wears is very light. On top of this, he doesn’t really have an issue with noise either and would prefer a lot of noise rather than none at all.

— Nick is always doing something with his hands. Snapping his fingers, playing with threads on his clothes, patting his thighs, playing with his hair, messing with the zippers on his bag, etc. He does try to do things that are silent to not disturb others, so he doesn’t really use fidget toys.

[daddyhausen]

Can you give me something, anything, with Nick Jackson? He needs more love!!

• nsfw alphabet — nick jackson •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { nick jackson masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }

{ word count } — 1k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x nick jackson

{ genre } — smut

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{ taglist } — @cosmoholic13 @boutmachines @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @legit9thlunaticwarrior @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @elsteenerico @igncrxntripley

{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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a – aftercare – { what they're like after sex }

nick would be kind of awkward, more or less he’d ask how you were feeling, if it was good for you etc… he’d still hold you close, offer you his body to lay on, cradle you in his arms until you fell asleep

b – body part – { their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s }

he does not have a favourite body part of himself, but for you he would say your thighs. they’re so pillowy and soft, he loves resting his head atop of them, peppering small kisses and love bites to your inner thighs. he also loves when his head is buried between them

c – cum – { anything to do with cum }

he’ll be messy with it, down right filthy. he’ll cum all over every inch of you multiple times. something about it just gets him going

d – dirty secret – { pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs }

being a good christian boy he’d never admit this to anyone, but one time when the both of you were younger he jerked off to you inside the church’s confessional booth

e – experience – { how experienced are they, do they know what they're doing ? }

nick has had his fair share of women, so he would have some experience, albeit its mostly vanilla

f – favourite position – { this goes without saying }

you’d half expect him to say missionary due to his almost goody-two-shoes nature, but this man prefers to be behind you, slamming your hips back against his, a handful of hair, whispering the raunchiest of sins in your ear

g – goofy – { are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc }

growing up, he was told that sex should be something feared, something that should never be taken lightly. yet as time passed and he began to experience the joys and wonders of fucking, he’s grown to be more carefree during it.

h – hair – { how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes. etc }

he’d either be trimmed or clean shaven

i – intimacy – { how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect }

nick can be a romantic when he wants. intimacy comes in different forms, he’ll cherish you during, maintaining eye contact or with loving, sweet kisses, other times it would be him taking his time ruining you, watching you come undone, piece by piece

j – jerk off – { masturbation head cannon }

once he discovered the joys of masturbation, it was downhill from there. at least twice a day is a normal amount for him. on days where he’s feeling more frisky it could be up to four or five.

k – kink – { one or more of their kinks }

switch

mommy/daddy kink

pegging

breeding

religion kink

corruption

spitting

praise

degradation

spanking/mild impact play

voyeurism

biting

gags

female-led relationship

cuckholding

choking

outdoor/public sex

auralism/sound play

edging

orgasm control/forced orgasms

l – location – { favourite places to have sex }

even though it is sacreligious, he’ll fuck you in the pews of the old abandonned church late at night

m – motivation – { what turns them on? }

the slightest bit of flirtation gets him going, you just have to hint at sex and he’s already racing up stairs, or to the car if you’re not home

n – no – { something they would not do, turn offs }

i don’t think he’d be into filming that much, he’d rather keep those moments private

o – oral – { preference in giving or receiving, skill etc }

he receives most of the time, not that he doesn’t like giving, you’re just the one who offers first.

p – pace – {are they fast and rough? slow and sensual etc }

he likes it rough and fast. sure soft sex is something he adores but nothing compares to the sounds you make when he’s buried deep inside you, absolutely destroying your insides

q – quickies – { their opinions on quickies, how often ect }

he’s already dragging you to the locker rooms for one, sometimes just mere minutes before a match

r – risk – { are they game to experiment? do they take risks? }

it took him a while to get used to expeirementing, before only thinking sex was just missionary and then orgasm. he now finds joy in coming up with new ways to make you feel good

s – stamina – { how many rounds can they go for? how often? }

you swear this man is not human with the amount of rounds he can go in a night. i’d say about three is a good estimate

t – toys – { do they own toys? do they use them? on themselves or a partner? }

he’s got a stash hidden in the bottom draw of his nightstand, he rarely uses them on himself, he just buys them because he knows you love experimenting with them

u – unfair – { how much they like to tease }

he’s a big tease. no matter where you are he’ll always find an opportunity to tease you. although he can be kind of a hypocrite as he hates being teased himself

v – volume – { how loud are they, what noise they make? }

nick is loud, he adores the way you make him feel and will evidently voice it.

w – wildcard – { random headcannon }

“you’re going to hell for corrupting me, you evil witch” nick’s groans echoed through the empty cathedral. the sound cacophonous with thick acoustics as the sound bounced off the brick and stained glass

his size buried deep within you, bodies sprawled out atop the marble alter, before his god. he’s been questioning his faith for a while, thoughts of his god abandoning him in his worst moments, seeking comfort in the unholy wench that laid naked beneath him, greedily accepting the warmth of his loins.

a good christian boy he was, he should have known better than to seek sanctuary between the thighs of a woman such as you. but your grasp was far too strong for him to fight, you’d corrupted him the moment he stepped foot inside the cathedral

“looks like you’re coming with me”

x – x-ray – { lets see whats under those clothes, their size }

he’s about average length. maybe five to six inches.

y – yearning – { how high is their sex drive? }

he thinks about sex all the time, especially if it’s during long trips away from you

z — zzz – { how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards }

he would not fall asleep right after, he’ll make sure that you’re comfortable first, lightly playing with your hair or tracing shapes in your skin

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[grayson-baller]

OOOO could i request nick jackson with 13 and 39 from the kink list? 💌

Nick Jackson -- Headcanon

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warnings: smut--18+

word count: 605

pairing: fem!reader & Nick Jackson

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tags: @bungleinthe-jungle @legit9thlunaticwarrior @stxrrlightwrites13 @wickedval

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kink:

13 - Degradation

39 - Against A Wall

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“You like being used don’t you, bobcat?” One rough hand gripped your hip, sure you’d have little bruises on your soft flesh. “My perfect little slut, nothing more than a little toy for me to play with, isn’t she?”

You turned your head to look at him—your husband—as a grin tipped your lips upward in a grin.

Husband. That had been so new the ink hadn’t dried yet. It was hours after your ceremony and reception, and the moment the hotel door closed, Nick had you pressed against the wall.

Tomorrow you’d leave for a quick honeymoon, knowing time away was hard. Not that you were complaining, you had him here, now. Just like this, the two of you celebrating.

Clothing had rapidly been discarded, forgotten about as he stripped you bare. His mouth trailed hot kisses over your body, his praise a mix of sweet words mixing with his usual filthy words.

You were both his good girl and his little slut in the same breath. Which, you loved. That man was under your skin, as deeply enrooted in you as could be. The man you were going to spend your life with. The man that was the love of your life.

His lips pressed against your neck, biting down on your collarbone. You gasped at the sensation, his tongue darting over to lick away the briefest sting of pain.

Not that you were complaining. He was right. You loved when he used you like this. He was a lethal combination of a filthy mouth paired with the best dick you ever had filling you up.

His hips thrust forward, pining you to the wall. You were wrapped between him and the wall, helpless to go anywhere.

His hand left your hip, grabbing you by your throat. “Tell me then, bobcat.” His rough voice spoke, mixed with his grunts. He squeezed your throat gently, a low whine falling from your lips. “That mouth of your is good for more than just sucking me off, isn’t it?”

Your body was wrecked already, shaking and close to the edge. You’d take everything he had to give you though, you’d take it, and beg for more.

“I do,” you spoke, repeating words you had said hours before. He grinned at that, giving your throat another gentle squeeze. “I love it.”

He groaned. “Fucking filthy little thing, aren’t you, bobcat?” He let go of your throat, hand snaking down your body, between your legs. “Fucking wet little mess, nothing more than a hole for me to use.”

His fingers found your clit, thumb stroking over it gently. You mewled at the sensation, head lopping to the side. “Y…yes,” you whimpered, clawing at his arm. “More. Please, I need more.”

“Greedy girl.” Nick chuckled. His thumb swirled around your clit a few times. “My little slut needs more, hmm?” He thrust into you once more, hips snapping forward. “Just a hole for me to fill. Tell me, baby. Tell me you are just a hole for me to use.”

Your eyes fluttered closed at those lewd words, heat rushing to your cheeks. The sweet man you married, mixed with the dominant side in the bedroom. You loved every fucking second.

“I’m just a hole.” You whined, rocking your hips forward against him, trying to get more. Anything to push you over the edge. “Promise. I’m just your hole. Please—don’t stop. Please.”

His thumb swiped over your clit again, the pace quickening. “Fuck,” he groaned. “So fucking sexy when you know your place. That’s it, bobcat. Come for me, just like the pretty little toy you are.”

[elitehunter]

Nick Jackson: Better Than Anyone I've Ever Met

Pairing: Nick Jackson x OFC

Summary: She meets Nick when she's just the new kid in class and a Cosmic Brownie seals their friendship. But in the years that followed, as her feelings towards him became more than friendly, decisions had to be made. Admit how she feels or protect her heart. OR Five times Nick Jackson told his best friend she was the best and the one time he puts his money where his mouth is.

Rating: G Word Count: 5,759 Warnings: teenage boys/men in general being a bit clueless Notes: Written for 2023 series of Bingo Card Prompts. All requests are full but the card is here for anyone interested. See end notes when you're done for a special question. Prompt: “You're the best.”

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[fawnnandfable]

okay stanky people, my request are officially back open!!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝑮𝒐 𝑻𝒐 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑷𝒕. 2

A/N: After almost a year, I finally got the inspiration I needed to finish this. PT.1 HERE

Warnings: +18 ONLY (let’s go with a general warning because I cannot remember everything that’s in here)

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @letsgivethisonemoreshot , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @tahiri-veyla

A small plea left your lips “Nick, please” before you felt the soft fabric of his tie against your tongue.

“Enough” His voice was stern and cold as he tied the soft blue fabric behind your neck making it go over your mouth. The improvised gag made you whimper and the more you tried to talk, the more Nick’s cologne oozed out of the fabric and inebriated your senses. “From now on you’ll refer to me as ‘Sir’ and you’ll just sit pretty, listen and obey. Nod if you understand”.

You nodded twice and looked up at him.

“Good girl” He praised before softly brushing back a strand of hair that fell in front of your eyes “Now, let’s get one thing clear: Matt was an amateur who was following tips and advice. Unlike him, I’m not a wannabe dumbass reaching out to my brother for help, so don’t expect me to be as sloppy as he was” Nick leaned down and his tongue darted out, licking a stripe from your chin to your partially open lips “And don’t expect sweet, angel boy Nick to come over, tell you how much he loves you and suddenly stop a scene just to make sweet love to you because that shit ain’t happening. Like I said before, sweet little Nick is far, far away, so don’t make the mistake of pushing me as you would push him because you won’t be able to sit for a week! Understood?”

You nodded again before he smiled “Good girl, angel. Now we’ll have all night long to properly introduce ourselves” He twirled a strand of your hair with his fingers “And learn a few little things before we start to have some fun. So what do you say? Let’s start testing your limits, shall we?”

A shiver of excitement ran down your spine and you eagerly nodded back, making Nick chuckle in amusement. He pulled the tie down so you could answer when he asked “Is there something you tried that you don’t wish to try it again?”

“Not really” A soft blush paired your cheeks when the next words left your lips “Matt was never too…risky”

Nick rolled his eyes in annoyance “Of course not” He sighed “Boring” His attitude earned a small giggle from you and he smiled before caressing your hair. The touch so soft and familiar still held a foreign dominant hint to it, and you instantly felt yourself leaning into his touch.

Nick’s blue eyes sparkled with devotion and love, feeling so proud to see you already being willing to submit to him. “What are your favorite plays, angel?”

“I like breath play, although Matt didn’t feel confident enough to do it all the time…impact play is nice too but with hands or a paddle, the rest is a bit of a hard limit for me. Degradation, DDLG and that’s about it, I guess…at least is all I can remember for now, sir”

“Okay, that’s good, baby. How do you feel about anal?”

You honestly didn’t know why you were feeling so shy all of a sudden, this is Nick for Christ's sake! - a very dangerous and domineering version of him that almost made you cum with every word that left his lips - but Nick nonetheless! Your husband. Who was suddenly talking about anal sex - or as he and Matt used to call it: “butt stuff” - so naturally that had you, of all people, embarrassed.

“I’ve done it before, but never really felt anything beyond this world to get into it”.

“Alright. Do you think you’d be willing to try it out with me in the future?”

The mere thought of having this Nick in your ass suddenly sounded very appealing to you for some reason “Yes, sir” The subtle sparkle of need behind your eyes made Nick’s cock twitch in his black dress pants and a low moan left his lips “We’re gonna have so much fun together. But first, safe word. Which word do you want, my angel?”

“Tomato” You smirked

“Is that because I fucking hate tomatoes?” Nick chuckled as you nodded. “Alright, then. Tomato” He stated with a smirk as his hand slowly closed around your neck and he pulled you to stand up before him. His eyes were fixed on yours the more he added pressure around your neck. Your eyes instantly semi-closed in pure bliss as the raw need of being choked was finally being given to you.

A small whimper was your silent beg when Nick's free hand cupped your mound and two of his expert fingers slowly circled your clit. Your warm arousal formed a pool in your white sheer lace panties, making Nick grab the small front piece of fabric in his hands and pull it up, causing your outer lips to swallow the cloth.

The rough pattern of the lace scraped against your slick folds the more he tugged and pulled on the fabric, his fingers applied more pressure to your neck as he now tugged on the fabric up and down, making it scratch against your clit and causing you to become even slicker with need.

“I can feel how much you love this” Nick’s finger softly brushed against your clit through the huddle of lace “Fucking soaking my fingers like a good little whore” He smirked “If you keep going at that pace, we’ll have to move to the bathroom to prevent you from ruining the hardwood floor” His eyes trailed down your body until they stopped between your legs “Can’t have the cleaning staff knowing how much of a slut my sweet little wife is”

His words made a soft moan leave your lips.

“Or maybe you do” He chuckled as his blue eyes looked up at your face. “Maybe you do want them to know how dirty you are. Is that what you want, angel? Do you want them to go around saying just how much of a dirty whore the woman from the chalet is? Or should we show them, huh? Get you nice and pretty on all fours on the bed when they stop by for housekeeping?”

The vision Nick was putting in your head was devious and sinful in every way. You knew deep down the words were meaningless, Nick would never surprise you with something this serious before thoroughly talking about it with you beforehand, but their lack of realness didn’t seem to affect your body’s growing need.

The coolness of Nick’s wedding band settled around your neck once again, the foreign feeling added more wetness to your already soaking core.

“I can’t wait to finger you with this wedding ring on. I wanna feel your pussy warming up the metal and your wetness sticking to it” His hand pressed the sides of your neck, suddenly cutting off your oxygen flow before quickly releasing it again a few seconds later. “Every time I put this ring on after a match, I wanna remember how my sweet little whore came all over it countless times” Nick’s left hand tugged on your scalp, pulling your head back and making you look up at him as his other hand squeezed your cheeks together in a pout. His voice was low and menacing as he growled “I want to be able to taste you on this fucking ring even when I’m away from you”.

Nick pushed you down on the bed with such force that your body bounced on the mattress.

“On all fours and spread those legs wide for me”.

You felt overwhelmed. This, until then unknown, version of Nick had your knees trembling with adrenaline, need, and excitement. You couldn’t think straight, let alone move, and he seemed to notice because the next thing he did was ask: “Tomato?” Worry was written all over his sapphire eyes

“No, sir. I’m good”

Relief briefly crossed Nick’s features before his cold demeanor came back to the surface “Are you fucking deaf then? I told you on.all.fours!” He pulled you up in a doggy position as his chest covered your naked back.

“I’m s-sorry, sir. I’m just…overwhelmed”

“Aww, we didn’t even start yet and she’s already overwhelmed, how sweet.” Nick mocked “It’s alright, angel. The only thing you have to do is keep that pussy spread wide open for me. You don’t need to be conscious to do that, silly” He chuckled as his hand pushed your head further down on the mattress. Nick’s left hand caressed your spread-out ass cheeks before his fingers came down to your soaked center.

Nick’s fingers pushed the white lace to the side and toyed with your entrance, circling your opening before two fingers slid into your void.

He thrust his fingers slowly for the first minute “Now that we warmed up that tight little pussy, let’s see how much she can take it”

The soft pacing of his fingers changed in a second. The slow, sweet, and caring pace got replaced by a relentless one.

Nick’s fingers moved at an inhuman pace, crooking at the right places, seeping further in whenever your knees failed beneath you. The sounds filling up the room, which would make your cheeks feel hot with embarrassment any time, now only caused your arousal to build up.

Nick pulled back and watched as your wetness slowly dripped from your lips down to the sheets.

“Oh what a good little toy you are for me, angel. Just look at how much that pussy is drooling for me right now” Nick pushed his fingers out slowly, and the thick, white cream that covered his digits made him growl “Fuck me, she’s creaming too?! Damn, I’m a lucky son of a bitch” A wide smirk took over his lips as he leaned down to whisper in your ear:

“Do you want me to show you, angel? Here, I’ll show you”

Nick pulled back and reached for his phone in his back pocket. He opened the camera app and put it on the video setting before pressing the red button on the screen.

“Just look at how much of a good little slut Mrs. Jackson is” He kept the phone aiming at your soaked core as his fingers dipped in and out. “Would you look at that? She’s soaking wet, tight like a sweet little virgin, and now dripping with cream. And all of that’s just from having two fingers inside that little cunt. Imagine what a dick will do to her”.

Nick pressed stop on the screen and tossed the phone at you.

“There you go, angel. Watch that” He giggled and aimed his tip against your entrance. Nick entered you with one sharp thrust as your eyes kept glued to his phone screen, watching the short homemade porn. A loud moan escaped your lips at both the sight on the screen and the feeling of your husband buried so deep inside you.

“Fuck” You whined lowly, and Nick’s lips came to rest on your ear shell once again.

“See? Choosing the predictable boy has its perks, doesn’t it, my angel? Now, be a good girl, keep that pussy warm and wet for me, and when I tell you ‘go’, press play on the screen and put the phone on the nightstand aiming at us, ok? I wanna get best angle possible”

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcannons

Summary: AEW Wrestlers (Ft. Zack Sabre Jr and Nic Nemeth) reactions to finding out you are pregnant

Wrestlers mentioned: Kenny Omega, Nick Jackson, Matt Jackson, Jay White, Zack Sabre Jr, Nic Nemeth and Samoa Joe

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Main Masterlist

Kenny Omega

It wasn't a secret that Kenny didn't want kids

He didn't even want a long term relationship as he claimed he wanted to be 100% focused on wrestling.

That was until he met you, he was instanly headover heels in love with you. Yet his opinion on children never changed

When you found out you were pregnant you were terrfied

You didn't know how Kenny would react to the news.

When you told him he broke out in tears.

Deep down inside he always wanted to be a dad

Kenny would not leave you side during your whole pregnancy

He would talk to your growing bump and fall asleep listing to the baby's heart beat

Kenny is such a girl dad, he would be the best father

Of course his daughter would come out with Kenny's gorgous curls

Nick Jackson

When Nick found out you were pregnant he was in pure shock

The two of you always wanted children but it never seemed to work out

When you unexpectedly found out when you were pregnant you coudn't wait to tell Nick, knowing how happy he would be

Nick would be all over you during your pregnancy

He would'nt let you lift a finger, he would take such good care of you. He's such a sweetheart!

He would be a great father

Matt Jackson

When Matt thought you were messing with him when you told him you were pregant. He thought you were playing a joke, although there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Not because you were pregnant but because you were just pregnant a few months ago. He was more confused on how you were already pregnant again.

Matt would definitely keep you locked away at home constany pregnant. I know he only has two kids but I know he definitely wanted like six.

He would show you off, he was so proud of creating a life with you

He would deffinitly brag about how he got you pregnant

Jay White

You stood looking at the pregnancy test in shock

You couldn't believe you were pregant, you were so young

Jay had just taken over bullet club, this was no time to be having a child

Jay had to find out the hard way that you were pregant because you thought it would be easier to hide it from him

When you confessed you were pregnant he was shocked on why you were so upset about it.

He thought it was a great thing that you were pregnant

Although young Jay (Jay without the beard) was not the best father he sure did try his best.

He loved playing with his son, the two of them were best friends and looked identical

You practically cloned your boyfriend

Zack Sabre Jr

When Zack found out you were pregnant he was confused, almost like he wasn't sure how the two of you could have possibly made a baby when he damm well knew how you made a baby.

Zack would be the paranoid dad

He would read every parenting book to make sure he was doind everything right

He would love that child to death and protect the hell out of them

At times it was like Zack was also pregnant because he swore he was getting your pregnancy symtoms

He would get you whatever you were craving at whatever time

Sometimes he would judge your weird food combinations

Zack is the dad who would be holding three cameras all at diffrent angles to get the perfect shot of your kids christmas concert

He would play with your kid for hours outside and whever you went out it was like he was preparing for a zombie apocalypse

The man carried everyting needed to preform open heart sugery on him at all times, it was almost concerining

Nic Nemeth

Nic always wanted to be a father but he accepted early on it just simply wasn't going to happen

Relationships just never seemed to work out for him, that was until he ran into you one day. And I mean ran into you. Nic had physically run into you at a show one day.

From the moment he saw you he fell in love, you were the girl of his dreams and he knew he couldn't mess this relationship up

For once Nic felt like thing would work out for him

When you told him you were pregnant it was the best day of his life

He coudn't wait to be a father! The thought of being a older dad never bothred Nic, he was just happy he could finally do the one thing he wanted most

He would build you a beautiful nursary and love that child so much

Samoa Joe

You just know Joe would be a massive teddy bear

He would take such good care of you and your baby

If someone even dared to look in your direction he would go into attack mode, he was exteemly overprotective in the best way possible

Joe would cater to your every need, going to get everything you were craving. Even if it was in the middle of the night.

Joe would be sympathetic during your pregnancy

He would probbaly eat all of your cravings with you so you didn't feel alone

He would confort you during all of your emotional outbirsts and show you so much love

This man's love language is acts of service and physical touch to you know he won't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy

[mattslolita]

STURNIOLO TRIPLETS as MICHAEL JACKSON SONGS!

nick!

🎵.𖥔 ݁ ˖🎶๋࣭ ⭑👾🎵.𖥔 ݁ ˖🎶๋࣭ ⭑👾🎵.𖥔 ݁ ˖🎶๋࣭ ⭑👾🎵.𖥔 ݁ ˖🎶๋࣭ ⭑👾🎵.𖥔 ݁ ˖🎶๋࣭ ⭑

001. scream ! ft. janet jackson

002. thriller !

003. human nature !

004. speed demon !

005. beat it !

006. slave to the rhythm !

007. don't stop till you get enough !

chris!

𐙚‧₊˚🧡✩ ₊˚��⊹♡𐙚‧₊˚🧡✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡𐙚‧₊˚🧡✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡𐙚‧₊˚🧡✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡𐙚‧₊˚

001. blood on the dance floor !

002. dirty diana !

003. remember the time !

004. smooth criminal !

005. chicago !

006. bad !

007. p.y.t. ( pretty young thing ) !

008. rock with you !

matt!

✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧✩°

001. ghosts !

002. billie jean !

003. you rock my world !

004. heaven can wait !

005. the way you make me feel !

006. you are not alone !

007. butterflies !

( lilly's section 💌 )

had to do my fav singer before anybody else🤭 melanie martinez version is next ! love y'all so much, muah. 💌

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

The One Where They Fall in Love

Pairing: Basketball Player!Nick Jackson x Basketball Dancer!reader

Category: Fluff/Minor Angst if you squint

Word count: 4,423

Summary: Your dancing dream comes true when you make the Lakers dance team. As the basketball season begins, you’re excited to win the hearts of the crowd but you weren’t expecting to win the heart of a blue eyed Clippers player.

Warnings: Swearing

Idea from: @mrsmatt ❤️

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Gif is not mine. Credit to owner

You made it! You couldn’t believe you made the team! Your dream was coming true right before your eyes. You were officially a Laker Girl! You read the team list over and over thinking your eyes were playing tricks on you, and you were thrilled they weren’t.

You and the rest of the girls that made the team were called back onto the court by the head coach to discuss the rules and to receive information packets detailing what you would need to purchase and what was provided along with any other important information. As you took a seat, you noticed the girls around you were just as excited, showcasing massive smiles. Some of the girls were clutching each others hands and arms, overwhelmed with joy.

The head coach called for everyone’s attention to welcome and congratulate all of you for making the team. She continued with going over things that were of the utmost importance such as the date and time for the first practice, the attire you were to wear to practice, and so on. As she spoke, the assistant coach passed out the information packets with more detailed information as well as contact information if questions arose after you left.

Once the meeting was over, you and the rest of the newly minted Laker Girls exited your seats. The closer you neared the door to exit the basketball court and enter the lobby you heard multiple male voices grow louder and louder as they neared. Sure enough a wave of men entered through another door nearby. You watched as the LA Lakers flooded the court, basketballs in hands of numerous players.

You were so caught up in watching the men divide into groups that you clearly weren’t watching where you were going thus almost getting ran over by one of the players. You stumbled and began to brace yourself for the inevitable fall but pair of strong hands caught you before you hit the floor. You looked up to see who your savior was. He was tall, a mess of brown and blond curls, blue eyes, and an athletic build. He was handsome no doubt.

“Are you okay?” Your savior asked, concerned evident in his eyes and his voice.

“Yeah, yeah I’m okay. Thank you for catching me. I wasn’t paying attention.” You confessed to the mystery man.

The man helped you stand upright and that’s when he noticed your clothing. You were in the required clothes for the Laker Girls tryout — a black crop top with black shorts and your audition number still pinned to your shorts. “You tried out for the dance team. How’d it go?” He questioned.

“It was great! I made the team! You’re looking at one of the newest member of the Laker Girls!” You we’re still thrilled and honored to have been good enough to be selected for the team. You worked your ass of this day. You were on your high school and college dance teams as well as an all-star team that competed in competitions across the west coast.

“That’s amazing! Congratulations!” The man smiled, clearly happy for you. He could tell how excited you were and it was a contagious feeling.

“Thanks—” You cut yourself off not knowing the mystery man’s name.

“Kenny.” He smiled sticking his hand out. You accepted his hand for a handshake.

“Y/N.” You introduced yourself. “I guess I’ll being seeing you around. I’d like to chat some more but your coach is giving me an annoyed look. Have a great practice!” You called to him as you jogged to the door.

Over the next couple months, you and the rest of the girls practiced your skills and techniques before moving on to practice the first routine for the upcoming basketball season. You were overjoyed to receive your uniform, the purple and gold colors always caught your eye and became your favorite color scheme from an early age.

Fast forward to the first game of the season. You were nervous as were the rest of the new team members, but you knew once you got out there and the music hit you would be fine.

Basketball was a sport you grew up loving the way you loved dancing. You remembered back in high school you had tried out for basketball and dance. You had made both teams and were ecstatic but unfortunately when basketball season rolled around you were forced to choose between your passions. You were devastated when both head coaches sat you down to deliver the news. You knew you should have known but you hoped there was a way it would work out. Dancing was your first love, then came along basketball so you chose to dance. You loved expressing yourself through dance more than anything. It was therapeutic for you. You were so happy to have made that decision otherwise you wouldn’t be a Laker Girl.

Standing in the designated area for the Laker Girls, you watched the game begin. The Lakers were kicking off the season against the Clippers. You examined the opposing team’s players as they warmed up when one particular player caught your eye. He had long light brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. You watched as he warmed up, never missing a single shot. It didn’t matter where he was on the court, he would always make the shot. You also noticed another player that looked very similar to him. This man had gorgeous dark brown hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. You couldn’t tell if they were twins or not but you could tell they were definitely related in some way.

You finally tore your eyes away from the Clippers and over to your team. You observed them warm up like you did the Clippers. Your eyes searched for your good friend Kenny. When your eyes finally landed on him, he had just made a layup causing you to smile.

Kenny could feel eyes on him and when he turned his head in the direction he sensed someone looking at him, he smiled wide and gave you a little wave to which you returned.

Shortly after that, the game was starting. You watched in anticipation as the score for both teams increased rapidly. You cheered for your team but a little louder for Kenny.

Kenny had became a good friend over the past several months, helping you get to and from practice some days when your schedules were similar or when your car was getting worked on. You were thankful that he was so nice to you. Some of his teammates were intimidating. On the off chances you both had a free day, you would get together and play a little game of one on one or you would attempt to teach him your routine for the game. It was fun and carefree friendship that you had been lacking since moving to Los Angeles from your hometown.

The intensity of the game continued. The Lakers would make a shot then so would the Clippers. The back and forth continued all the way up to halftime.

The buzzer sounded signaling halftime and both teams began making their way to their respective locker rooms while the Clippers Spirit made their way onto the court for their performance. You and your teammates took a seat and watched on as the music began to play. They were good — really good. By the time they were finished, you were in awe of the routine. You were the first of the Laker Girls to clap and even cheer in appreciation of the performance, your fellow team members following suit.

Making your way onto the court, you felt your nerves attempt to get you flustered. The girl to your left, Mackenzie, who had became a good friend, patted your shoulder and gave you an encouraging smile. Mackenzie was a third year Laker Girl and had essentially taken you under her wing. You were beyond grateful for her guidance and support.

Before you knew it, the music began playing and the routine flowed through your body. You didn’t even have to think about what was next, it was second nature to you. You reveled in the crowd’s excitement and cheers as the climax of the routine hit. This was one of the countless reasons you loved dancing, hearing the roar of the crowd and seeing the joy on their faces. You also loved to tell a story through dancing.

As you and the girls were dancing, the Clippers players were making their way towards the court, stopping short to let the routine finish. The two players you noticed durning warmups were near the front of the group. You were too focused on dancing to notice them, much less notice the blue eyed one had his eyes locked on you the remainder of the dance. The brown eyed man nudged him with a knowing look. “Let me guess, you’re going to ask Kenny about her aren’t you?”

The blue eyed man attempted to hide a blush at getting called out. “Am I that obvious?” He had hoped not.

“If you have to ask then you already know the answer.” The brown eyed player chuckled.

Finally the music was drawing to a close and you were excited for the ending pose. It was one of your favorites. The pose was a sassy one that you found yourself practicing every chance you got. You and the girls hit the sass filled pose right when the music cut off. Your smile only grew bigger as the crowd erupted into applause and cheers.

The two Clippers players from earlier clapped along with the crowd. They were both impressed with you and saw the love and joy you felt durning what they saw of the routine.

Kenny and the rest of the Lakers had witnessed the ending of the dance as well. The whole team showed their love and support for ‘their girls’ as they liked to refer to the dancers. You thought it was cute and so did a bunch of the other girls which led to all of you calling the basketball team ‘our boys’. You learned from Kenny that the players were surprised by that but ultimately loved it.

As both teams filled the court once again, the two Clippers players from earlier caught your eye for second time. The blue eyed one had been looking in your direction when you locked eyes with him. He was quick to look away and shoot a three-pointer that sailed through the air and went in with a swish. You weren’t sure if he was attempting to impress you or what but you were having trouble taking your eyes off him. The brown eyed man stood next to his fellow teammate and went for the same shot, only his came up just short. That’s when you noticed through the men’s long hair that they had the same last name — Jackson. The blue eyed one’s jersey said N. Jackson and the other man’s said M. Jackson. They had to be brothers you concluded, they looked too much alike to not be.

Once the few minutes of warmups were done, the game resumed. The score showed 58-60 with the Clippers in the lead by two points. You didn’t know if you were prepared for the game to continue, but you clearly didn’t have choice in the matter.

The second half of the game was back and forth once more. The scoreboard was constantly changing the score as the game progressed. The Lakers would gain two points then the Clippers would gain three points. Moments later the Lakers would gain three points then the Clippers would gain two. It was a constant nail biting battle between the two teams. This is the kind of game you loved despite how stressed you always became.

Down to the last minute on the clock of the game, one of the Clippers players had the ball and went in for a layup but passed the ball to a teammate who then passed the ball to the blue eyed man, N. Jackson when he was open. He was at the top of the court and took his chance, it was a last ditch effort to score the win. It was as if time slowed down as the ball left his hands and soared through the air. The clock was ticking away, down to the final few seconds. Swish! The buzzer sounded one second later.

You let out a sigh of disappointment for your team, but strangely enough, you were kind of… happy? You were really confused by this because your team lost, but you were happy that the cute blue eyed man won the game for his team. Yeah, he’s cute but I have no clue who he is or much less met the man.

You watched as the Lakers congratulated the Clippers. That’s when you notice Kenny talking to the two Jacksons. You observed them for a few minutes. They must be friends with the way they’re smiling and laughing together. Your people watching was interrupted when Mackenzie waved her hand in front of your face.

“Sorry.” You apologized, fighting a blush you knew was creeping up as you felt your cheeks begin to feel hot.

She laughed softly. “We’re dismissed if you want to go talk to the lucky guy.” She turned her head in the direction you were looking. “Which one is he?”

“There’s something about the blue eyed man in the Clippers jersey.” You confessed, tearing your eyes away from him to see Mackenzie’s reaction.

She was grinning, shaking her head. “He’s been eyeing you ever since we finished our dance at halftime. Honestly, he gets this awestruck look on his face every time his eyes land on you.” Mackenzie gabbed your arm and began tugging you in the trios direction. “I want to witness the moment that you meet so I can tell the story at your wedding.” She mischievously grinned. You couldn’t help but laugh at her antics and let her pull you towards Kenny and his friends. You had no idea what you were going to say, honestly it didn’t even matter because you just knew Mackenzie would do the talking for you. She had set you up on a handful of dates but none ever worked out. You hoped this would be different.

As you and Mackenzie were making your way across the court, Kenny locked eyes with you as he had been scanning the room and waved the pair of you over. “I think he was looking for you.” Mackenzie stated. You rolled your eyes because obviously he was but chose not to say anything.

“Hey girls. We were just talking about going out in about an hour to grab some food.” Kenny explained. “You girls want to join us? The more the merrier.” He was hoping to entice you to join them in hopes you and his friend would hit it off.

“Oh! Well that’s sweet but Mackenzie and I already—” You were cut off by Mackenzie.

“We would love to!” She beamed.

“Great! We’ll meet you by the front doors.” Kenny spoke, subtly giving a knowing smile to Mackenzie. He knew she picked up on the plan and probably had her own ready to put into play.

About an hour later you and your friend met the boys at the discussed spot, and fifteen minutes later the five of you were at a hole in the wall restaurant. Once at your table, Mackenzie and Kenny were quick to make sure you and the blue eyed N. Jackson were sitting side by side. Despite still not knowing his name or his teammates name, you gave them a welcoming smile and took the opportunity to introduce yourself.

The two men did the same, friendly smiles on both their faces. You learned the brown eyed male’s name is Matt and the blue eyed cutie you’ve been eyeing is named Nick. You couldn’t help but notice how his eyes were lit up, a beautiful shade of blue, eyes you could definitely get lost in.

Kenny was quick to notice how Nick looked at you. He was awestruck before, but this time, he was in a trance of sorts, his gaze never leaving your face. Matt and Kenny shared a look and shortly after, Matt kicked Nick’s leg under the table, grabbing his attention. Nick wasn’t pleased with the action, shooting his brother a glare. Matt wasn’t phased and gestured for Nick to make conversation with you. The younger brother nodded, taking a breath and psyching himself up.

Nick prayed he wouldn’t sound stupid and turn you off to him. “How… umm… long have you been dancing?” That didn’t sound as awkward as he anticipated. He watched as your eyes lit up, indicating he asked the right question.

As you went on a long spiel about how your love for dancing came to be, Nick was hooked. You had his full attention as he listened intently, chiming in when he felt it was appropriate. The pair of you were so absorbed into the conversation that you failed to realize your friends had slipped away from the table, successfully executing their plan of getting the infatuated couple together or at least giving them privacy.

It wasn’t until Nick asked Matt a question that the two of you looked around the table when Matt failed to give a response. The table was empty, no sign of your friends to be found as you searched the restaurant. That’s when it hits you. They wanted to set you and Nick up. “Since we’ve been ditched, anything you want to do? Just the two of us?” You asked, turning your head to look at the only other person at the table.

“Actually there is. There’s this little spot just out of the city that has a gorgeous view of the city. I’ve never been at night, wanna go check it out?” Nick asked, eyes full of hope as he scanned your face, searching for your answer before you voiced it.

You thought it over a few times, a cute guy and a gorgeous view of the city. This was too good to pass up. Finally, you nodded. “That sounds like a great idea, Nick.” You smiled, you cheeks beginning to flush. The thought of being alone with him made you feel all nervous and giddy like a teenager.

With the plan being settled, the two of you paid and exited the restaurant. “Oh, shit.” Nick froze as realization hit. “Kenny drove.” He was thrown off until his brain finally figured out what to do. “I’ll call an Uber to take us back to the stadium and we can take my car.” You nodded, agreeing that would be the best idea.

While you waited for your Uber, you struck up another conversation, this time swapping the worst date you’ve ever had stories. You considered yourself the queen of worst dates and as it turned out, you were in the presence of the king of worst dates. As that conversation ended another one began, the way everything flowed so smoothly between conversations was something you hadn’t experienced before, at least not with a potential boyfriend.

In the Uber, he was telling you some dad jokes he thought were hysterical while you were laughing your ass off at his delivery, plus you loved dad jokes too. You were thrilled that he was so funny. All of your previous boyfriends were so serious, sucking the fun out of everything, leaving you bored out of your mind.

Back at the stadium, you offered to split the Uber payment but Nick refused, insisting that he had it covered. He led you to his car and before you knew it, you were off to this lookout. As he drove further away from the city and onto a little dirt road, you examined the scenery, trees began to become more frequent and the sky became more visible. You noticed a makeshift sign coming up on the right. “Make out Mountain.” You read the sign out loud, shooting Nick a questioning look.

Nick turned nervous, he completely forgot about the sign. He pulled over before reaching the destination so he could explain. “This isn’t what you think. I completely forgot about the name of this place. I didn’t bring you here to make out.” He explained, turning in the driver’s seat to look at you. Once he was settled, he realized what he said. “N-not that I wouldn’t want to make out with you. I-I just meant that—” Nick stumbled over his words, horrified he had screwed up.

You rested your hand on top of his. Nick felt his heart beat skyrocket as your hand touched his. “I know what you mean.” You attempted to comfort him, then decided to give him a teasing wink before removing your hand. You wouldn’t say no to making out with him, despite just meeting him.

Nick felt relieved you weren’t upset with him. Wait… did she just imply that… Nick’s brain went into overdrive at your wink. He couldn’t tell if you were joking or not. He cleared his throat, settling back into the driver’s seat and throwing the car in drive. “The spot is just up ahead, around that big oak tree.” He informed you as he pressed the accelerator. You nodded becoming worried that you upset him, that your teasing wink wasn’t what you thought it was. You opted to just look out the window until his stopped the car again.

The next few minutes were awkward but mostly tension-filled. You were relieved when you felt the car roll to a stop. You couldn’t see much thanks to some tree branches so you exited the car, Nick followed suit. You couldn’t take the silence anymore. “If I made you uncomfortable or upset back there, that wasn’t my intention. I was just trying to lighten the mood.” You fidgeted with your fingers as you spoke.

“No, it’s fine… I just… I was worried I upset you with the whole making out thing. I’ve been burned pretty badly before and I didn’t want to get my hopes up. That’s why I just.. kind of went silent. I got into my head too much.” Nick shrugged, rubbed the back of neck.

“I’m not upset. I tell you what, since neither one of us is upset with other, let’s start over. Right here, right now. You can show me the city lights and I’ll show you as many constellations as I can remember.” You offered, gesturing to the clearing beside you.

Nick nodded, a smile slowly growing on his face. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

You followed Nick and the sight before you almost took your breath away. The city lights were gorgeous in the darkness of the night. You took a few moments to really appreciate it. “It’s gorgeous!” You exclaimed. “I just might have to steal this spot from you.” You joked, grinning.

After a few seconds of silence from Nick, you turned to face him only to find him looking at you with a look of admiration in his eyes. “Yeah, you are gorgeous.” He took a deliberate step towards you. “You’ve already stole more than this spot.” He admitted, his confidence increasing with every step he took and with every word he spoke. He stopped just two steps before you, you kept your eyes on his, mind racing at what would happen next. Nick’s eyes darted down to your lips then flickered back to your eyes. Your eyes copied his and it had felt like a magnet of sorts was pulling you to him as you took one step forward. Were you really going to kiss him this soon? You just met some odd hours ago, although it felt like you had know each other for years instead.

You took the final step towards him. Nick had his eyes locked on you with each step you took. The air had definitely changed from the time the two of you had reached this clearing until now. The air felt more electric and romantic. “I really want to kiss you right now.” He confessed, brushing a strand of hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear. Nick caressed your check with that same hand, instinctively you leaned into it.

“What’s stopping you?” Your voice was soft as you spoke. You brought your hand up to rest on his forearm.

That was all he needed to hear before leaning down and brushing his lips against yours. The anticipation was agonizing. Finally, both of Nick’s hands cupped your cheeks at the same time your hands came to rest on his chest. His lips connected with yours, your heart was pounding so loudly you just knew that he could hear it too. The kiss was slow and meaningful. Unfortunately, before too long you had to part for air. Slowly opening your eyes, you replayed the kiss again. Best kiss ever.

Nick was doing his best to even out his breathing and heart rate. He wasn’t expecting the kiss to be that good. He felt truly connected to you in that moment, feeling the same things you were feeling. He wondered if you felt it too.

When you finally caught your breath, you searched your brain for the words to explain how you felt. After several minutes of silence, you finally spoke. “I haven’t had a kiss like that in….” you trailed off, thinking back over the years, “well, I’ve never had a kiss like that.”

Nick felt a sense of satisfaction and pride upon hearing your reaction to the breathtaking kiss. “How do you feel about an actual date? One where our friends aren’t there to ditch us halfway through.” Nick offered, shaking his head and rolling his eyes at what happened earlier. He noticed the light shine in your eyes as you instantly nodded.

“I would love that.” You grinned, reaching out the take his hand. “For now, let’s check out those constellations I mentioned. We can plan a real date later.” You tell him as you saw his eyebrows furrow, clearly focusing on what kind of date to plan. You tugged him a little ways away and gently pulled him down on the grass.

“Alright. You’re right. Show me your favorite one.” Nick settled himself on the grass and opened his arms for you. You happily accepted and tucked yourself into his side and began pointing out Orion’s Belt.

General Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyofwritings @1dluver13xx @sunshinevirus @wwenhlimagines @crowleysqueenofhell @jackson-nickthedate13 @omg-im-such-a-masochist

Nick Jackson Taglist: @mrsmatt @morgan-bucks @rubyred1980 @breezyvk @writtingrose @jennifuz

[captainsarahscratches]

My Boy is Back & So is My Motivation

Kenny is back to wrestling, he's safe, and I have a new job that isn't so crushing! All around good glimpse in time over here for me. In celebration, I will be returning to writing my smut! I will start with the requests I've been sitting one for some time now. However any new ideas please let me know.

I write for basically anyone, I'm best at male wrestlers and actors.

[rodmantrinitysoccer]

STOP HYPOCRISY

I'm not a fan of Nick Bosa, but all this repudiation from some people on this site about his political choice is nothing more than complete hypocrisy! What world were you living in? It's been known since his draft pick (back in 2019) that he was a MAGA, he had several prejudiced and pro-Trump tweets that he had to delete so as not to tarnish his image, and now you come with this talk that you were surprised by his opinion, when at the beginning of this year he was all smiles with Trump in the UFC? Go find something useful in life to do instead of giving your opinion on other people's lives and making up fake news and putting on a show of hypocrisy. P.S: I'm sure there must be other players who are pro-Trump (including your favorites), but the difference is that Bosa had the courage to speak out, so why don't you attack these other players too?

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — both brothers desired you but their competitive streak gets in the way

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], dvp, dom!reader, handjobs, sharing, praise, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, vaginal creampie, squirting, internal cumshot

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x the young bucks

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @cosmoholic13 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @adamjf @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @violetmacher @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @auburnwrites @biforrollynch

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「 COMMENT IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST 」

their competitive arguing could be heard down the hall

the brothers seemingly frustrated at their loss of their match

and the subsequent loss of their best friend in one kenny omega

nick seemed more level headed of the two surprisingly

while matt’s tempter tantrum raged throughout the arena

the pair storming into the locker room

fury ravaged both their faces

their gaze soften upon meeting yours

it was nothing special in particular in your appearance that made them stop and stare

you were always the calming force behind their fury

a simply smile from you could melt their frozen hearts instantly

matt fell to his knees breathlessly between yours

his head resting upon your thigh as he gazed up apologetically at you

“i’m sorry…” he muttered softly against your thigh

“don’t be sorry” you cooed sweetly, a hand running through the damp strands of matt’s hair

“you boys did so well” nick took a seat beside you, sighing heavily

despite his calm demeanor, he was burning with anger, betrayal

matt’s lips gently peppered kisses to your exposed thigh, inching closer and closer to your covered sex

nick eyed him curiously, the younger brother fuming with jealously

“what are you doing?” nick remarked

“what does it look like, idiot” matt responded with his usual sarcastic quip, fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts

“you lost. you don’t deserve to fuck her” nick placed a protective hand on your thigh

“and what gives you the right to say that huh? last time i checked dumbass, you lost too-“

“well you ate the damn pin!-“

“boys! enough!!” you retorted sternly

“if you keep this up than neither of you get to fuck me”

they cut their act momontarily, offering each other almost apologetic glances

“now…” you started “you boys gotta learn to share”

you pat the seat beside you, offering matt to follow along

he quickly got up, taking his place beside you

slowly you pried his ring gear down, freeing his cock from the elastic restraint, slowly beginning to stroke his size

matt shuddered with a shaky breath instantly writhing against the pleasure of your hand

you began to place chaste kisses to his jawline, adoring the whimpers that left his lips

your free hand reached back, beginning to palm nick through his own gear

the younger brother let out a prolonged groan, the simple touch leaving his mind in a daze

nick’s fingers reached down into your shorts, rubbing small circular strokes against your clit

you whimpered against matt’s lips, quickly breaking the kiss to give the same attention to his brother

nick’s kiss was more feverish, the subtle rage that bubbled underneath only added to his passion.

he retrieved his cock, grabbing your wrist and wrapping your hand around his shaft

both brothers mumbled and moaned with pleasured obscenities

nick’s fingers dancing around your clit

while matt’s gripped the arm rests of the couch, desprate and needy for release

“oh god…” matt groaned, cock feverish and swollen

“you close pretty boy?” you cooed with a small whimper as nick’s finger curled upward inside your cunt

matt nodded, bitting his bottom lip to suppress his moans

his seed spilling over your knuckles in spurts of warm white, his breath labored as you continued to pump his cock

nick removed his fingers from your void, averting your gaze from his brother to himself

you released matt’s cock, the older brother gasping in relief

you did not want to waste anymore time with them

poor nick would have one orgasm less than his brother it may seem

quickly releasing nicks cock as well, sitting on his lap motioning from a still recovering matt to stand behind you

matt postitioned himself in the directions you told him too

standing behind you as nick pried your shorts down your thighs

your pretty cunt glistening under the dim locker room lighting

matt gulped thickly, still breathless from his first orgasm

you lifted up your hips, allowing nick’s cock to snake between your thighs

grazing the tip against your soaked walls before eventually slotting himself in with ease

a soft shudder escaped the younger of the two’s lips as he butied himself fully inside you

“c’mon pretty boy. don’t be shy” you teased matt playfully

grinding yourself back to give him a full view of your already stuffed cunt

egging him on to fill you even more

matt hesitated for a second, grasping his cock st the base, guiding himself towards your dripping void

some resistance on your part but otherwise is was such a heavenly feeling

you cunt gripped both their cocks tightly

both boys groaned with equal amounts of pleasure running through their veins

you began to bounce against both of them, feeling their cocks slot deep into your cunt one after another

“holy shit…” nick mattered, grabbing your hips and slamming them down onto his cock

both brothers began an assault on your cunt, the pleasure was so intense that your mind began to spin, eyes rolling into the back of your head

loud, choked moans spilling from your lips

“god…so tight” matt’s moans left his lips in soft sputters

mind still delirious from his previous and noe second impending orgasm

“you gonna cum on our cock’s angel?”

you nodded feverishly at nicks question, hips slapping back against theirs, taking their cocks fully

matt filled you first, his cock twitching and throbbing deep within your walls

still overstimulated and sensitive as white hot ropes seeped from between your thighs

a mix of moans and profanities left the younger buck’s lips

nick on the edge of orgasm himself

feeling the tightness of your cunt grip his cock

it was inevitable

both bucks were breathless

matt not so than nick

the older of the two having pulled out of you already

now sitting back watching the way his seed dropped out of you

“oh fuck…!” you whined, cunt creaming around nick’s size

spilling around his shaft, feeling so wonderfully stretched out

“fuck angel…you made a mess for us…”

nick’s rebuttal was cut of by a soft groan

his cock throbbing deep in your walls

cum painting your insides white with his warmth

“shit-“ he thre his head back in pleasure, just reveling in the feeling

the three of you basking in a comfortable post sex silence

nicks cock still buried deep within you

you glacéd up at nick momentarily, the blues of his eyes glazed over with adoration

still so fucked out

matt on the other hand was eager to touch you again

impatient it seems as his hands were already at your waist, cock pulsing against your ass

“you boys get yourselves cleaned up, we’ll go another round at the hotel”

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