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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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hello, i was wondering if i could get a jungle boy imagine where you come to jacks side in the ring after christian attacks and comfort jack
Jungle Boy x f/Reader
Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Jungle Boy Masterlist
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @orange-catsidy. 2nd gif @allelitewrestlings
Warnings: Some swearing.
Summary: f/Reader comes to Jungle Boy's aid when he is once again attacked by Christian Cage.
Jay - Christian ☆ Austin - Luchasaurus ☆ Danielle - Willow Nightingale
YN's POV:
I was standing in the back, watching Jack's match against Austin. I never thought that these two would ever have a match against one another, but that all changed when Jay decided he didn't want to be Jack's mentor anymore.
Didn't want to be his friend anymore. I knew deep down inside that Jay didn't like all the attention that Jack gets and was riding his coat tails, trying to stay relevant in this industry.
I did mention this once or twice to Jack, hoping he would wake up and see what I saw, but Jack being Jack couldn't see it.
Or wouldn't see it.
Jay and him got extremely close after his Dad passed away. Jay was the one who pulled stopped Jack from going to a dark place.
Jack thought about quiting wrestling. Thought about leaving the public eye and just going home, no matter what I or anyone said to him.
But Jay stopped by day after day and spent time with Jack. At first I thought it was great. Jack is getting to spend time with someone who he considers his friend, but I started to see how Jay truly was.
He always over talked Jack during interviews. Always had to walk out first, let the fans see him before they saw Jack and Austin.
He made sure that he was always next to Jack for signings and conventions. After awhile Jack noticed this too.
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After I said something of course. He looked at Jay with rose coloured glasses and the more I brought up my concerns and worries, the more Jack actually saw what Jay was doing.
So Jack finally stood up for himself and once Jay realised that Jack couldn't be pushed around anymore, he stepped away and took Austin with him.
While Jack was out recovering from an injury, we watched as Jay told everyone that he was done trying to be there for Jack and he thought that they were friends.
That he had no idea what happened between the two of them. Jack was so furious, he wanted to fly out to the next venue and confront Jay about it, but he was no where near ready for any type of physical altercation.
And then when he was, the two of them have been at it ever since. They can't even be in the same room anymore without saying something nasty to each other.
Jack usually tries to ignore him until Jay just pushes those buttons he knows he can push with Jack.
Sometimes it is about his family or sometimes it is about me. When it is about me, I literally have to hold Jack back.
But lately, Jay has sort of left Jack alone thankfully, but as the match drew to a close and Jack won, I noticed that Austin hasn't left the ring yet.
And then I heard Christian's entrance music start playing.
I sighed and hung my head as I tried to drone out the sound of his voice. He loves to hear the sound of his own voice.
I started to think about my match that just had with Danielle and how I may just bring up doing some tag team work with her.
The sound of the mic dropping brought my attention back to the screen. My mouth fell open as I watched Jay and Austin start to attack Jack.
Before I knew what I was doing, I was running past the security and down the ramp towards the ring. Danielle must of saw me and came running behind me for back up, which I thanked her for later on.
The two men jumped out of the ring and walked backwards up the ramp. Danielle and I staring them down and all Jay could do was give me a smug smile before he blew me a kiss.
I turned to Jack and rushed to his side. My heart was breaking as he was clenching his side and he was spitting up alittle bit of blood.
"Are you okay baby?" I asked him as Bryce went to get the Doc. I pushed some of his long hair away from his face and he gave me a small smile.
"Yeah but I have a feeling he bruised my ribs or soemthing." Jack went to sit up but I gently pushed him back down.
"No, wait until you get told to move baby. Don't want to mess with anything." Jack pouted but he listened until he got the all clear.
Danielle checked on Jack too and he said he was fine, that I was just worrying over nothing.
He shut up when I gave him 'the look.' The one he gets when he knows if he says one more word, he will be in deep shit.
The moment he was able to stand, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard. The fans were cheering and there were many gasps amongst the crowd. Calling out our ring names and I couldn't help but smile into the kiss when I heard that.
They didn't know we were together. We have been for almost 8 months now, but after his last relationship, Jack wanted to keep our relationship as private as possible.
They knew we were good friends and that is what we always said, but I guess the secret is out.
The moment Danielle, Jack and I were in the back, we departed from Danielle.
"You know at least the asshole didn't tell fans one thing all this time." Jack said.
"Hmm?"
"That you and I were together. I think he didn't think it would look good in his favour to even mention it."
I thought about it. "Yeah, that is the one good thing he has done for all these months."
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Hey hon! Could I get a hater Fuck with Jungle Boy? 👀 The dirtier the better! 🖤💜
Thank you so much!!
Hi sweetie ❤️ Sure thing 😉
You’re welcome and I hope this was worth the wait 😂
A/N: UNEDITED. This contains Degradation King. Read it at your own risk
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The nightclub lighting was making his head spin, Jack felt the upcoming migraine that was about to hit him any time now. And all because of her…that fucking selfish bitch! From where he was sitting he could see her on the dance floor, rubbing herself against some random dude. It was the fourth guy in less than three hours, but it’s not like he was counting or anything. The blonde girl by his side was talking nonstop and Jack wished she would shut up by now. He didn’t care about her or her life and judging by how obnoxious she is already, she wouldn’t be coming back to the hotel with him.
His eyes were fixed on the dance floor, on her. Deceit was her middle name, the fucking cheeky bitch had tricked him once again. He told himself countless times that he wasn’t going to be her chewing toy, that he wasn't going to wait for her any longer and that she would never lay on his bed ever again. But that bitch was skilled in making him yearn for her and her only, she knew exactly what to do and how to do it. No one compared to her and that was a fucking nightmare! He couldn’t replace her and it wasn’t for lack of trying, his body restlessly tried to ease its needs with other women but his mind was always on her, on what she could do and how all of those women weren’t her.
He noticed how her eyes were glued to him every time she pulled a random asshole to dance, she might be rubbing herself against them but she was his! She was dancing for him, putting him under her spell again, alluring him with her magic. Jack couldn’t take this anymore, he needed to leave before he ended up doing something stupid. The minute he stood up from his seat and managed to free himself from the hot blonde’s vicious grip, he noticed her going out the small emergency door by his side. Everything in him screamed that he should leave before it was too late, but as always, he thought with his dick and decided to follow her outside.
“Are you done playing your stupid games?” Jack’s voice was filled with rage and envy. You chuckled as you lit up your cigarette “What’s wrong, Jackie? Jealous?”. The snarky tone in your voice made him cut the distance between you “You’re so full of yourself, aren’t you?” His eyes narrowed and he was speechless with your next statement.
“I’d rather be full of you though” Your nails softly scratched his pecs through his white shirt “And I know that deep down you want this too” You blew the smoke on his face, making him growl in annoyance.
“Don’t lie to me, Jack. We both know why you came out here” Your hand cupped his erection through the jeans “We both know what you’re looking for”. Jack’s eyes closed when he felt your lips brushing against his. He leaned forward, capturing your lips in a famished kiss. His body was buzzing with excitement and need, you were his addiction, his craving, and this was the moment where his abstinence would finally come to an end. He was breathless as he took a step back and unzipped his jeans “Turn around”. Your hands quickly pulled your skirt up your thighs before turning around. One of his hands pushed your head against the concrete as the other pulled your hips closer to him. He entered you with one painfully slow thrust, making you complain “Faster”. His mocking chuckle filled your heart with anger that soon subsided when he snapped his hips against your ass with a brutal force. “You always liked to be fucked like the cheapest whore in town” His voice was raspy against your ear “You like when I make you my own little fuck toy, don’t you, princess?” Jack’s fingers were letting deep nail marks on your hips from his vicious grip.
You cackled and looked over your shoulder at him, the mere sight of you made his thrusting pace go feral “That’s because I’m your favorite fuck toy, daddy. The only one who can make you come to the back alley and beg for a quick fuck”. At the end of your statement, one of his hands left your hip to press your face against the harsh concrete wall “Oh you little bitch, you’re gonna pay for that later”.
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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.
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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.
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it’s here, babes!! >:D
thanks for coming along on this ride!
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So I adore your writing and I’m curious (also desperately need more content)
Sexual punishments with Jungle Boy?
Sexual Punishments W/Jungle Boy
An: @writtingrose I know your birthday is this month, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope this is a suitable present this year❤️
Warnings: this includes more intense sexual scenes and it’s implied that there is a safe word. Please practice safe BDSM
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Jack is much more rough with his punishments
He will give you exactly one warning, and after that he will simply keep adding to the punishment
He keeps a plug with him when he knows your going to act up
And when you inevitably do, he will drag you to the bath room and insert it
It doesn’t vibrate, and he doesn’t do anything else sexual
Simply tells you to get comfortable with it
He won’t change your plans at all. He wants you to suffer, he could care less in that moment about either of your pleasure
When you get home he would just drag you to your room
He will gag you and put nipple clamps on you before forcing you to lay on your back
He’s would only fuck you in the back
He would pound into your puckered hole while tugging lightly on the chain connecting the two clamps
‘You wanted to be a brat, so now you get to deal with the consequences.’
He would touch you everywhere except the place you wanted him too
The only pleasure you would get is if you enjoy anal
He wants you to cry more then anything
‘Fuckin crybaby. If you wanted to cum you should’ve behaved’
He will cum inside you
And when he pulls out he will push any back in with his fingers
He was serious about not letting you cum
Cumming is a privilege, and he is willing to take it away from you.
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FMK
Lucha
Eddie
Hangman.
Okay, this is fair.
Fuck: Hangman
Marry: Eddie
Kill: Luchasaurus
#aew#all elite wrestling#aew dynamite#eddie kingston#jungle boy#matt jackson#eddie kingston fanfiction#eddie kingston imagine#eddie kingston x reader#luchasaurus
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Baby, Doesn't It Feel So Familiar? - Christian Cage (AEW)
Pairing: Christian Cage x Female! Reader
Summary: Y/N is a friend of Jurassic Express, she doesn't like what Christian had did to Jungle Boy. She decides to confront Christian backstage herself, until he does the unexpected.
Warnings: Angst, Enemies to Lovers, Kissing with Christian? Language, Not very much warnings here <3
Requested by: My bestie @cuttingedge708 . Hope you enjoy my for lifer <3
Word Count: 1,237
Large, mesmerizing footsteps were heard from three doors down. The 6’1 Canadian man was walking with purpose down the arena halls with hands shoved in his front jacket pockets. The lights had shone on him every time he had entered the room, where he owned the ground he was walking on underneath his feet.
Jack had appeared to be backstage with his very close friend, Luchasaurus. An alarming sound made them turn their heads like deers in headlights, Christian was up to no good after he had unexpectedly turned his back on Jack. He couldn’t be trusted.
He snatched a wooden chair where it was sitting in front of an empty table with a jet black cloth on top of it, throwing it across the hall effortlessly like it was nothing. Christian Cage was pissed and confused because Jack Perry cost him a match in winning a championship of his own.
‘’What is his problem?’’ Luchasaurus asked, watching the chaos go down as Jack stood back, feeling his guts in his stomach tie in a knot.
‘’I can’t be seen out here by him.’’ He replied. Seconds before darting off into his locker room, he thought about what his own mentor had done to him a week ago on Dynamite.
‘’He just can’t be trusted’’ was spinning inside of his head.
Jack locked the door to his locker room, quickly acting upon grabbing a chair to prop it underneath the wooden door handle.
‘’Jack, open up! It’s me, Y/N!’’ a female voice spoke alarmingly from the other side of the door. Y/N was a close friend of Jurassic Express, Luchasaurus and he would do anything for her, as long as she was safe from the man Christian Cage.
A voice erupted over her, it sounded like Christian’s voice. Inaudible hollering was heard, he couldn’t watch his best friend Y/N get hurt like he did.
Jack removed the chair underneath the door handle, swinging the door open.
‘’Y/N!’’ he yelled, rushing out of the locker room, finding Christian speeding off in his car with Y/N.
Jack fell to his knees, with stinging tears streaming down his face.
What if Christian is going to do something bad to her?
All these what if’s swarmed through Jack’s head like swarms of bees.
A call came through his phone, an unknown number was displayed on his phone screen, he answered it without hesitation.
‘’H-Hello?’’ He stuttered.
‘’You shouldn’t have never let your friend Y/N walk alone in the arena by herself, you should know better than that, Jungle Boy.’’ Christian. That son of a bitch.
‘’Where is she, let me speak to her!’’ Jack pleaded, holding the phone tightly against his ear.
‘’Oh, she is safe and sound with me. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.’’
Click.
‘’Christian, please let me go back to Jack!’’ Y/N exclaimed, knees propped up on the hot leather passenger seat of his car.
‘’Shut up!’’ He gave her a glare, eyes locked on hers for a split second before turning his attention on the road again.
Her sigh escalated through her, a switch on the radio echoed through her ears, making her spine twitch.
‘’Ten, nine, eight, seven rabbits running to the finish line
Johnny shot a fucking triple with his brand new AR-15.’’
Christian drove at about 70 miles per hour on the road, the speed he was going for was probably illegal as hell.
‘’Hey uh, Chrisitan? Can you slow down just-just a bit?’’ She felt her heart sink down to her stomach, Y/N felt helpless.
‘’Hey Christian? Can you please slow down!?’’ Her voice rose, finally catching his attention for a split second. The car came to a dead stop in the middle of nowhere, no street lights around, just pitch black dark.
Christian hopped out of the car, without her knowing, he opened the passenger door and persuaded Y/N to at least come out of the car and have a talk with him.
‘’How when my fucking arms are tied around my back?’’ She looked at him like he had lost his mind, all she wanted was for him to let her go and return back to Jack.
‘’I’ll help you, okay? Chill out.’’ He remained calm, and didn’t snap like he did earlier in the arena.
He proceeded to help her out of his car, and unfastened the rope that was pressured against her raw wrists.
‘’Th-thanks.’’ She favored her wrists, before turning her attention to the man who took her out of the Daily’s Palace arena.
‘’Listen, I don’t want you to be alarmed of any sort but…’’ He trailed off, trying to choke out the words he was going to tell her.
‘’Fuck. Uh, I really like you, in reality. Look, I didn’t mean to tell you to shut up earlier, or tie your wrists behind your back. I was just trying to do Jack a favor, alright? I seriously like you.’’ Christian’s cheeks blossomed red, darting a hand through his blonde hair.
‘’Oh, really?’’ Y/N placed her hands on the solid hood of his car, giving him somewhat of a glare as in ‘’I don’t believe you.’’
‘’Yes. I’m not kidding. I like, I mean, love you Y/N. Ever since I have laid my eyes on you, all I could do was think about Jack having you before I could have you. It’s not jealousy–’’
She vocalized a ‘’mhm’’ sound, and took a sharp exhale of breath.
‘’Now that I think about it, I kind of did have a crush on you as well. Just for a little while,’’ She proclaimed, inching closer to the man who was her enemy.
‘’I— I fucking hated your guts, not gonna lie.’’ She spat out, laughing.
Christian inched closer to Y/N, decimeters away from her face.
‘’I knew you were gonna say that,’’ He whispered softly.
The awkward silence drew in, you couldn’t hear birds chirping, not even a single soul was out there. That’s how quiet it was.
His pink lips suddenly pressed onto her’s.
Her body froze solid into his larger frame with her eyes closed, as she trusted him just for a few seconds, accepting the kiss.
What if Jack finds out I kissed Chrisitan Cage, his mentor? She mentally added.
He wrapped his muscular arms around her skinny waist, tightening the grip on her with fiery passion of ‘’I want to be with this woman.’’
I just kissed Jack’s mentor.
A single clear raindrop plopped onto Y/N’s head, she hummed and had her hands resting on each side of his shoulders. Thousands of thoughts were pondering over both their heads, the thoughts of ‘’what if’s’’ and ‘’what will happen’’. Rain began to scream down on them, they hugged each other motionlessly while the rain didn’t bother them quite a bit.
Christian’s brown leather jacket shriveled off of his body, hitting the hood of his car that both of their body weights were holding. He lifted Y/N’s chin up slowly, and leaned in for the kiss again.
‘’I l-love you,’’ He told her.
A million times he had told her that like a broken record.
He wanted Y/N for himself.
She kissed him until her lips were completely dry, hand resting on the back of his head as his larger hand somehow locked with her’s.
‘’I love you too, Christian.’’
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Traitor-Christian Cage
This one is very angsty so I apologize for any tears that I cause.
Word Count: 942 (sorry it's so short!)
I also used Christian's in-ring name instead of his government name
Warnings: Mentions of parental death
“I didn’t ask to be their father or their father figure. They have a father. And he’s dead.” You went numb after that. He knew those words would cut deep, and knew that they would affect your brother, but for a moment you were certain he forgot about you. That as close as Jack and Sophie were with your dad, it was the two of you that were as thick as thieves. You were the one who took his death the hardest. You knew that he had probably asked Jack for his permission to talk about your dad and were honestly furious at your brother as well. Your dad wasn’t a weapon to be used in cheap heat tactics. If he did ask, you knew why he’d asked Jack instead of you. You would have said no.
Your feet moving faster than your heart or your brain could comprehend you told the audio guy to pull up Jack’s music and took a microphone off the table. You could see out of the corner of your eye that Tony was staring at you, as you climbed the stairs of the babyface tunnel you said, “You can yell at me later.” You could hear the crowd’s cheers echoing off the tunnel as Baltimora blasted through the speakers, and you had to swallow back the bile you hadn’t noticed was crawling up your throat. It was too late to back out now.
The cheers that were once heard almost became deadly silent when they saw you. They were all expecting your brother, especially the man in the ring. It was clear to everyone how drained you looked, how heartbroken you looked. You looked like a teenager going through a horrible break up, wearing sweatpants and a Jurassic Express hoodie; usually you would have cared about that, but tonight you just couldn’t.
The tears that hadn’t come out before were starting well in your eyes as you stared at him. At the man who had taken you and Jack under his wing. The man who had consoled you for so many nights when you felt the unrelenting grief of losing your dad, of him not being there when you and Jack made it big, him not being there to walk you and Sophie down the aisle and getting the father daughter dances he always talked about having with you and your twin, of the fact that he was taken too soon from you and your siblings and it wasn’t fair. That man who had done so many kind things for you and your family was now the man talking horribly about your brother and about your beloved father.
You stood on the ramp, wanting to keep as much distance from the man who had betrayed you and your family; you wanted that distance from Christian Cage for fear of him injuring you, just like he did to Jack. A part of you knew that Christian would never lay his hands on you to hurt you but you couldn’t help but feel afraid.
A few moments after the music stopped you hesitantly raised the microphone to your lips. The crowd waited with bated breath to hear what you had to say. “How could you? How could you do this? To Jack? To Austin? To Sophie? To our mom? To me?” The first tear fell as your voice got shakier. The once silent crowd was now booing Christian as they heard you speak. “We let you in, I let you in, and I don’t let people in.” You were now openly crying as you stared down the traitor.
You jumped slightly when you felt someone touch your shoulder, only to slump slightly when you saw it was your brother’s girlfriend, Anna. “Come on, he’s not worth it.” She tried to lead you backstage, she tried to help you but you shook your head no, “I’m not done yet.” You held in a shriek when Christian was suddenly less than three feet away from you; ‘he must’ve left the ring when Anna distracted me’ you thought bitterly as you put more distance between yourself and your former mentor.
“I never meant to hurt you.” Christian said looking almost like a kicked puppy. “But you meant to hurt Jack, and you knew that would hurt me. You talked about my father, and you knew that would hurt me too. I never thought you would sink to the depths of speaking about someone who can’t even defend themselves,” you shook your head and stepped closer to Christian, hate beginning to drip into your tone “At first I was heartbroken, now I’m just pissed. When Jack comes back from his injury I will take great pleasure in seeing my older brother destroy you. I hate you.” You threw your microphone down, the audiences cheers for you almost becoming deafening.
Once again, your body seemed to move on its own as you did something that shocked everyone. You slapped him. Hard. And then you spit in his face. The crowds cheers had soon turned into ‘You deserve it!’ chants aimed at Christian but you just turned away from him to look at Anna who had stayed by your side, and you now allowed her to lead you backstage. At this point you had been drained, you just wanted to go to the back, wait for the show to be over, and go home to your family. You allowed her to help you walk away from the man you looked up to, the man you did consider a father figure, and you didn’t turn back.
You walked away, shattering two hearts in the process.
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T...if requests are open...it might be time to request some good old Jack perry FLUFF
• fluffy headcannons — jungle boy •
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{ pairing } — fem!reader x jungle boy
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jack is absolutely head over heels in love with you
so much so that other people find it embarrassing
your name would could be mentioned for a second and his ears would perk up already in the process of searching for you
his eyes would light up every time he’d see you
literal heart eyes i swear to god.
he would be clingy, especially after not seeing you for a while
he’d have an arm around your shoulder or waist
hug you from behind with his head on your shoulder
peppering sweet kisses to the side of your neck and behind your ear
he gets teased by some of the younger guys on the roster but he does not let it get to him
days at home would be simple
half the time he just wants to sit on the couch and cuddle
put on a movie or binge a tv show all the while your relax into his chest
sometimes he’ll let your braid his hair
the curls becoming more defined than they already are
call him a night owl of the sort, he can’t seem to find sleep sometimes
much to enamoured with the way you would snuggle up against his chest
not in a creepy sort of way
he was just too taken aback by your beauty to fall asleep
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They so cute 😢😢😢 just some lines 😔
H:*F u*
jb be like: ah don’t be mad at him. F u too😉
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DILF TIME 📣📣📣📣📣📣📣📣
Summary: The reader hangs out with Jack's mother and sister for the ALLOUT PPV. She's eagerly waiting for the moment that she can let Jack's family know that she's not only never liked them, but she's also got a new man.
It's AEW's PPV night, with ALLOUT starting in under an hour. You walk backstage with Jack at your side, chatting with him about his match on the card.
"Thanks again, Y/N." Jack thanks you with a soft smile. "I don't think Christian would try anything with my mom or sister, but just in case."
You nod, matching his sweet smile. "It's no problem, Jack. I'm happy to sit with your mom and sister during the show. Though we both know I'd much rather be on the card." You fake a laugh, hiding your disappointment behind a friendly smile.
"Hey! You'll be on the next one, I'm sure." Jack assures you with a light pat on the shoulder. "Anyway, I'll see you out there tonight." He turns towards the locker rooms and smiles at you one last time.
"Mhm." You hum with another fake smile. "See you out there, Jack." You wave as he disappears around the corner.
Once Jack is out of sight you pull out your phone and scroll through your contacts for a second before dialing a number at the top of the list. The line rings a couple of times as you make your way out of the backstage area to find your seat.
"Well well well, now I know Y/N L/N isn't calling me mere hours before I'm about to end her best friend's career, is she?" Christian's sultry voice cuts through the phone, and you can hear the smirk on his face.
"Whatever." You roll your eyes. "I just dropped the dork off backstage, I'll be in the front row with his annoying ass mom and sister." You inform him in an unamused tone.
Christian chuckles at the news and you can picture the sinister look on his face. "Good girl. I'll you see out there then, gorgeous." He purrs at you.
"Mhm. You owe me for this, Cage." You remind him. "You are making me sit next to Jack's idiotic family for at least two hours, after all." You sneer at the thought of having to hang out and pretend to like Jack's family.
"Oh, you'll get your reward, Y/N." Christian replies. "And it'll rock your world, honey. I can promise you that." He adds.
"It better." You blow out an annoyed sigh through your nose and hang up the phone.
You make your way out to the arena and head to your seat. When you arrive Jack's mom and sister are already there and settled into their chairs. You put on a fake smile and walk over to them.
"Rachel! Sophie! How are you guys?" You smile and sit down in the empty seat next to them.
Rachel is the one sitting closer to you so she's the one to greet you first. "Y/N, so nice to see you again, sweetie." She greets you. "Jack let us know that you'd be sitting out here with us for his match against Christian." She explains. "Thank you for looking out for us."
"Yeah, like I was telling Jack earlier. It's no problem, Rachel." You assure her. "How are you and Sophie feeling about tonight?" You ask her.
"A little nervous," Sophie admits, wringing her hands in her lap.
Rachel agrees with her daughter and comforts her quietly. "Yes, but we've got to believe in Jack, right?" She reminds Sophie.
"Rachel's right, Sophie." You chime in. "Jack knows Christian well, he's got this." You lie to both their faces with ease and settle back into your seat as the show finally starts.
You sit mostly silent for most of the show, right until it's time for Jack and Christian's match to begin. Christian comes out to the ring first and makes his way down the ramp with that usual smug smirk on his face. You rise to your feet with Sophie and Rachel as Christian gets to the bottom of the ramp and turns to the three of you.
"Awe would you like at that." Christian laughs as he walks over to the barricade. "You guys really came all that way to watch poor Jack lose?" He laughs, leaning over the barricade a bit. "You know, Y/N, this match isn't going to take long so I'm free right after." He winks at you.
You keep a scowl on your face to match Rachel and Sophie. Reeling your hand back you attempt to smack the grin off Christian face, not that it works. He simply takes a step back with an even more self-entitled grin and winks at you one more time before he slips into the ring.
You sit back down, knowing that you're going to catch hell later for smacking him that hard. Sophie and Rachel sit back down as well and whisper to one another while they wait for Jack to come down to the ring. Jack's music hits and everyone stands back up, you glance at Christian in the ring who watches you with a grin as Luchasaurus comes out and runs Jack through before the kid even has time to get down the ramp.
"Oh my god?!" Rachel and Sophie both cry out.
"Stay here." You fake a worried tone and hop over the barricade.
Luchasaurus drags Jack down the ramp and drops him at the foot of the ring for Christian. Cage hops down to the floor and walks over to Jack, but you step in front of Perry first acting like you're there to shield him from Christian.
"Quite the little actress, aren't you, Y/N?" Christian smirks down at you.
The worried look on your face warps into a grin. "Oh, I try." You shrug and step off to the side. "Sorry Jack, but it looks like you couldn't cut it, huh baby?" You lean down to Jack before you let Christian have him.
You turn around and catch a glimpse of Rachel and Sophie. Both of them wear looks of pure shock as they stare at you. You walk over to them with Luchasaurus behind you and laugh.
"Awe, what's wrong Rachel?" You laugh. "I thought that your precious Jack had Christian's number?" You tilt your head to the side with a laugh.
"We trusted you!" Sophie blurts out in a half-sob.
You shrug again as the bell rings behind you. "Your mistake, sweetie." You turn on your heel sharply and climb into the ring where Christian is towering in victory over Jack.
"That was an A+ performance from you, I'll admit." Christian chuckles when you step over Jack. He slings an arm over your shoulder with a grin and you both head up the ramp. "Now, about that reward."
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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.
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Chapters: 1/4
Fandom: All Elite Wrestling, Professional Wrestling
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Darby Allin/Jungle Boy | Jack Perry
Characters: Darby Allin, Jungle Boy | Jack Perry
Additional Tags: Magical Realism, Grim Reapers, References to Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
Summary:
"It takes Jack an embarrassingly long time to notice the object in Darby’s hand, but in his defense, it’s nighttime and the thing is pitch-black, hard to see at first. The flashing lights from atop the ambulance catch against the long dark curve of a massive blade, balanced on Darby’s shoulder. It kind of looks like a giant scythe. "
how does it feel to be in love with the literal embodiment of death? Jack is still working out how to answer that question.
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