#jay white headcanon

[smartycvnt]

Hi

Can you please do the one night stand with Jay white? Your writing is fantastic and I really enjoy your fics.

Thank you.

You're a new AEW prospect brought in for a dark match and after the show, you decide to join some friends for a night out

Usually, you're the first person in bed and the fist to wake up, but tonight, you feel like having fun

You get sick of the club early, so you head over to a nearby bar instead where you see Jay

You know about him and his reputation at New Japan

The two of you had been in Japan together, but didn't know each other personally

Toni introduces you and warns Jay that he wouldn't be able to handle you for even one night

Three rounds of shots later and he's got you pinned to the bathroom stall wall

You convince him to come back to your place, and the two of you sneak out

Jay is good in bed and surprises you with being very unselfish for the night

He makes you cum once in the backseat of the car while you're on his lap

The second time, you're pinned against your front door

The last time, Jay is taking you from behind and once he cums, he immediately runs off

He pretends like nothing happened the next time you see him, so you decide that no matter how good the sex was, you aren't giving him another chance

#jay white x reader #jay white headcanon #aew x reader #aew headcanon #all elite wrestling x reader #all elite wrestling headcanon #headcanons #hcs #headcanon #one night stand headcanon #romantic headcanon #smut headcanon #minors dni

[happy-hermit]

OKay um. I kind of wrote this on accident and it is literally nothing that i had planned on writing but. Hope you enjoy it anyway KASJD scar hurt/comfort the beloved <3

( @stiffyck i hope you don't mind the tag just every time i write scar angst i think of you)

Summary: Grian sees Scar's vex wings for the first time.

“Cub said you have wings,” Grian says, apropos of nothing, and Scar almost drops the blocks he’s holding. 

His mouth is suddenly extremely dry, and he has to clear his throat before responding, forcing himself to continue placing leaves along the ground. “Cub is— Cub is a crazy man. He doesn’t know what he’s saying.”

Grian is sitting on a chest a few feet away, and he shrugs. “I dunno. He seemed pretty sure.” He’s trying to appear casual about it, but Scar can hear the burning curiosity lurking behind his words. Nerves start to writhe in his stomach. 

Cub wouldn’t have said anything on purpose, is the thing. Scar can’t even be mad at him. It had probably just slipped out. Cub wears his own wings a lot more casually than Scar does. Which is to say that Scar doesn’t. Ever. 

It takes Grian talking again to make him realize that he’s frozen in place, no longer building. 

“Look, if it’s— You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” Grian says, and when Scar looks at him there’s a hint of worry in the lines of his face, a hint of awkwardness. “You can tell me to buzz off and I’ll drop it.”

“Like it’s hot?” Scar says, just to see the way Grian’s nose wrinkles in irritation. 

Scar laughs softly, and a bittersweet resignation keeps his mouth turned upwards at the corners, afterwards. He puts his leaves back into his inventory and sits down on the shulker in front of Grian with a little sigh. Scar wrings his hands together and avoids eye contact, instead watching a rabbit dig in a nearby field. 

“Cub… might be onto something,” Scar says eventually. “This time.”

“It’s true?” Grian sits up straight with wide eyes, his own wings fluffing out behind him. “But— I’ve never seen them before.”

“I do have some subtlety, I’ll have you know,” Scar says, scoffing playfully. Grian raises an eyebrow. “I do!”

“How do you hide them then?” 

Scar huffs quietly, glancing at Grian and then away again. He doesn’t mean any harm, Scar knows. His eyes hold nothing but curious concern. Maybe it’s time Scar stopped hiding, anyway. 

“It’s okay if you—“

“No, it’s fine,” Scar interrupts, and sends him a little grin. “I guess I could tell you. Now that I’ve proved I can keep secrets.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Grian waves a dismissive hand in the air, but he’s smiling. “I’m very proud.”

“Why thank you,” Scar says, and then he bites the inside of his cheek for a second before continuing. “I use magic to hide them. You know, illusion magic.”

Grian’s eyebrows furrow, and he tilts his head. “That doesn’t… I don’t know, it doesn’t wear you out?”

“Not much.” Scar shrugs. “It’s just habit at this point.”

Grian’s mouth twitches just slightly downward, eyebrows still drawn together, and when he speaks next it’s just a little bit softer. “Why?”

A familiar melancholy tugs harshly at his heart, and Scar lets his eyes drift over Grian’s shoulders to where his wings are shifting behind him, pristine and colorful. “They don’t look like yours,” he says. 

“Well, yeah. You’re vex,” Grian says, and he puts his hand on Scar’s knee. “You know— you know no one here cares about that, right? No one thinks of you or Cub differently.”

Scar laughs softly and avoids Grian’s gaze. “Of course. I don’t— I don’t hide them because of you guys. Promise.”

“Can I see?” Grian asks, carefully, and by the tone of his voice Scar can tell he’s realized how serious it is. How fragile it’s making him feel. Scar twists his hands into the fabric of his pants, swallows, and nods.

“Are you sure?” Grian asks, soft and quiet. He ducks down to look Scar in the eye, nothing but gentle acceptance and slight worry on his face. It makes tears prick at his eyes, and he blinks rapidly. 

“I’m sure,” Scar says, matching his tone. “It’s just— Well, they’re…”

“They’re what?” Grian prompts, and Scar lets out a short laugh that sounds more like a sob.

“They’re ugly,” Scar admits, and his voice breaks, and he feels silly, and he feels small, and he looks away from Grian and laughs at himself; sad and pitiful. “I’m vain, I know.”

“Oh, Scar,” Grian says, like his own heart is breaking.

Scar feels a light touch on his shoulder, and he looks over at Grian, at this person who has made him laugh on countless bad days, at his friend, and he finds it in himself to trust him. To let down his guard for the first time in— Well. For the first time. 

Scar closes his eyes, and he lets the magic slide through his fingers like sand in a sifter. He lets his wings go free. He lets just a bit of his hair turn white. He lets go. Grian inhales sharply, and Scar opens his eyes.

The avian is frozen in place, a hand still floating aimlessly near Scar’s shoulder, and his eyes are fixed firmly on something behind him, wide and horrified. Scar glances over his own shoulder to check on things, and finds pretty much what he’d expected. His wings are floating gently behind him, torn and scarred and ragged. Just barely glowing a soft grey-blue color. They aren’t pretty. Scar knows they aren’t pretty. His chest aches sharply at the sight, and he huffs and turns away. 

Only to meet Grian’s eyes, brimming with fury and fire. His large wings are flared out behind him defensively, talons gripping at the earth below and scraping grass out of the ground. Scar is confronted with the sudden and clear reminder that Grian is not entirely human, either. And he’s mad. Scar blinks in muted surprise.

“Who did this?” Grian asks, voice low and flat and almost deceptively calm. Scar just stares, and Grian looks at him sharply, seething. “Scar. Tell me who.”

At first, Scar thinks to lie. It is an instinct that is quick and fleeting. There is a matching scar on each of his wings, he knows, that are too uniform and precise to have been an accident. He tells the truth. The short version, anyway.

“We met in a woodland mansion. Cub and I, when we were little,” Scar says, heart beating painfully in his chest. “They had us in separate cells, and I would— At night, I would phase through the wall to see him. He didn’t have that kind of magic, but I did, and I was just, lonely, and—” He cuts himself off with a shaky breath, closing his eyes briefly to collect his thoughts.

“That magic comes from our wings,” Scar continues hoarsely, glancing back at his wings and shifting them carefully to get a better look. “When they found— found out what I was doing, they… I guess they kind of cut the source.”

He knows now, that they’d set him up to do it on purpose. He hadn’t been able to phase through any of the other walls, hadn’t been able to escape; he’d only been able to slip through to Cub. The Illagers had just wanted to test if they had the ability. So that they could nullify it as soon as possible. He’d been young, so young, and he’d fallen for it.

Scar cuts a glance at Grian and cracks the smallest of smiles through his watery eyes. “They’re long gone by now,” he says. “I don’t even remember what world we came from. You can’t find them.”

For just a moment, Grian looks like he’s going to try anyway, jaw set and face stony with cold anger, wings poised to take flight. Then he closes his eyes and take a long, slow breath. When he opens them again, he just looks sad.

“What about the rest?”

(A desolate world. The groans of the undead around every corner. Fighting for every moment of continued existence. Sharp pain shooting up his legs.  Clawed, rotting hands grabbing at his wings as he ran. Ripping, tearing—)

“That’s a story for another time, I’m afraid,” Scar says quietly. “Cub and I world-hopped without experience and got separated. My next world wasn’t… Well. It wasn’t great.”

Understatement of the century, but Grian doesn’t have to know that just yet. Though by the look on his face, maybe he already does.

“Do they hurt?” Grian asks eventually, gaze falling gently on his wings, something akin to grief in his eyes. Avians took wings very seriously, Scar knew.

“Sometimes.” Scar shrugs. “Mostly when it’s cold, for some reason.”

Grian starts reaching out, almost like he doesn’t know he’s doing it, and then he jerks his hand to a stop. It takes Scar a few seconds to realize he had flinched.

“Sorry,” Grian says, sounding embarrassed, and he retracts his hand back to his lap. Scar feels a spark of disappointment that surprises him.

“It’s okay,” he says, and then, as casual as he can manage, “You can touch them, if you want. They might feel funny, though.”

“You sure?” Grian tilts his head, and it’s so birdlike that Scar can’t help but crack a small smile. 

“Go for it.”

Grian reaches out again, slowly, watching him carefully, and Scar employs all conscious thought towards keeping his wings still. He can hear his heartbeat rushing in his ears. He’s holding his breath in anticipation. 

The touch is featherlight and soft, just barely grazing the top of his left wing, and it twitches on instinct before settling beneath the touch. It’s strange. It’s foreign. It is terrifying and comforting in equal measures. His chest is alight with a feeling he can’t quite place, and it’s crawling up his throat, choking his voice. 

Grian makes a small inquisitive sound, almost like a chirp, as he carefully runs his hand down to the edge of his wings, gently tracing a scar that he doesn’t know a zombie left. He brushes off a few bits of dirt and smoothes out the thinner parts that are wrinkling under the strain of being hidden for so long, and it’s almost as if Grian is trying to preen him, like he’s trying to find a way, and he’s being so gentle that it almost hurts. 

He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Grian goes still and makes a wounded noise, coming back around to look him in the eyes.

“Sorry,” Scar chokes out, laughing a little and wiping fruitlessly at his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“No, Scar. Don’t be sorry.” Grian softly grabs his hands and pulls them away from his face, eyes focused and kind. “Do you want me to stop?”

Scar shakes his head almost frantically, overwhelmed. “No, please— I’m fine, don’t go, don’t go—”

Through his own tears, Scar can just barely make out Grian’s own eyes welling up, and then his hands are being yanked forward and he’s falling into a hug. Grian’s wings immediately rise to wrap around them protectively, brushing gently against his own, and Scar lets out a shaky breath, closing his eyes and burying his head into Grian’s shoulder. He’s tired.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Grian says, as firm as it is kind, as if it’s just a simple fact of the universe. As if it is ever that easy. Scar is wounded, and he’s a bit broken, and he’s heard that promise before. He believes it anyway. Grian says it, and he believes it. 

“Okay,” Scar says, muffled against the fabric of Grian’s sweater. “Okay.”

He knocks his wings gently into Grian’s, something warm settling in his chest. 

It almost feels like flying.

#WHOOPS i have no idea where this came from honestly #i was struck with inspiration from the heavens what can i say #i did start writing white hair fic part 3 though so 👀 look out for that in a few days maybe #sort of inserted my own headcanon for a cub and scar backstory #hope that wasn't too distracting skjdkjs #goodtimeswithscar #grian #gtws #desert duo #jay's journal #j writes

[youngbuckisms]

Dating Jay White; headcanon list

Warnings: a few nsfw mentions (marked with *), but nothing too explicit

Notes: I was thinking about it during collision and realized no one’s ever requested Jay but then I realized it’s probably because I have NJPW on my “do not request” list, but Jay is allowed 100%. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

— Jay will gladly show you off however he can, which usually always involves some sort of PDA, whether it be innocent touches or rough kisses.

— *Jay can get a little too handsy sometimes in front of other people and you have to remind him that others are around or to keep his hands to himself when they begin to wander, especially when his hands start to dip down below your waist and it usually ends with him squeezing your ass or lingering longer than he should.

— He is a big cuddler. Every night you’re with him, he needs you in his arms, no matter what. He doesn’t care how you want to lay or if you want to be on top of him or beside him, as long as he’s holding you.

— He can get possessive and jealous at times, but he is working on it and trying not to be that way anymore. But he does have his moments of grabbing your waist whenever others are around just to show that you’re his and his pouting (well .. practically growling) when you’re around other guys, but he’s trying not to seem like such a jealous boyfriend.

— *Jay can get really rough during sex, so he always draws you a bath with some bubbles and sometimes some rose petals in the water once he wipes up some of the mess with a cloth. He’ll always cuddle you after, get you snacks, blankets, and even some hot chocolate if he’s able.

— He’s incredibly vocal about his feelings, so you never have to worry about if you’re doing something wrong or if he’s mad at you and won’t say anything. The moment you do something he doesn’t like or makes him uncomfortable, he pulls you aside or politely interrupts you to tell you.

— Jay can get upset rather quickly, so if he is upset with you or because of anything else, he’ll briefly tell you why before going to go take a walk. He’ll talk through it with you afterwards, once he’s calmed down, since he doesn’t want to explode in your face no matter the circumstances.

— He hates dates, so technically you two have only had 2 “official” dates which was dinner and then a movie in theaters. But he counts your time at home together as date nights too, even if it’s just eating ice cream and watching a poorly written show.

— Jay calls you a lot of pet names, but ‘darling’ and ‘my sweet’ are probably his favorites since you hear those two more often than your actual name.

#Jay White #Jay White headcanons #aew headcanons #jay white x reader #gender neutral reader #Jay White imagine

[delara25]

Nadakhan and Jay cursing at each other be like:

Cw: cursing and inappropriate language

Nadakhan: You are the most annoying creature I have ever met in my entire excistance!

Jay: Can day the same about you. 1800s called and they want your hairstyle back.

Nadakhan: At least I don’t look like a fucking loser like you, you fucking ginger!

Jay: listen up you orange djinn! Your skin is like the color of orange and it looks ugly as hell!

Nadakhan: At last I can pull up a beautiful girl, what can you pull?!

Jay: Your Mother!

Nadakhan: Mu mother is death you intoralente piece of shit! Also your bio parents are death too!

Jay: Wt…. I though only my father was death….

Nadakhan: She died cause of your ugliness.

Jay: You son of a bitch! At least my girlfriend hasn’t died like yours!!

Nadakhan: I’m gonna fucking end you, you junkyard boy!!!

Jay: Someone has been a bit of a drama queen.

Wanna part 2?!?

#ninjago #ninjago headcanons #ninjago nadakhan #nadakhan #ninjago jay walker #jay walker #ninjago jay #jay and nadakhan hating each other #cw cursing #tw cursing #part 2? #maybe #nadakhan just messes up with Jay #orange #djinn #nadakhan needs a new suncream so that he won’t look like a fucking orange #might give Nadakhan some of this whiteing cream so he look normal #Hating #Jay is not done yet with insulting Nadakhan #ninjago skybound #skybound

[realreulbbrband]

…ok but like slightly Cryptic Victoria anyone???

the amazing Valerie wright as Victoria, Claude Tessier as Munkustrap, Joe Cavise as Coricopat and Jay poindexter as a very cute Tumblebrutus. Photo was taken By Paige Dana who was Etcetera and Rumpleteazer.

(source)

#cats the musical #victoria the white cat #munkustrap #coricopat #tumblebrutus #I’m headcanoning Vicky with red eyes now thank you #Also I love Jay’s tumble makeup so much it’s so cute!!! #Also I see those hands Victoria #cats broadway 1984-1985

[vivianthepigeon]

I have an au where all of the Ninjago characters have a podcast where they talk about what it’s like being ninjas and stuff like that. 95% of the time tho they just go on tangents

#Ninjago #I’m finally watching dragon rising! #ninjago hc #ninjago headcanons #ninjago city #ninjago nya #ninjago characters #ninjago lloyd #ninjago kai #ninjago zane #ninjago cole #ninjago jay #ninjago wu #zane ninjago #ninjago garmadon #ninjago dareth #ninjago au #ninjago fandom #white ninja #elemental masters #elemental master #dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago fanfic #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago arin #ninjago sora #ninjago fan #spinjitzu #first spinjitzu master

[kaihihanto-art]

my street fighter headcanons because i heard some of them are doing it too

ryu; he/him, gay mlm

ken; he/him, bisexual

chun-li; she/her, lesbian

cammy white; she/her, demisexual, sapphic

edmond honda; he/him, transgender, gay mlm

dhalsim; he/him, transgender, bisexual

zangief; he/him, gay mlm

guile; he/him, asexual

blanka; he/him, aroace

dee jay; he/him, pansexual

rashid; he/him, transgender, pansexual

juri; she/her, bisexual

ed; he/him, transgender, bisexual

akuma; he/him, i just like manslaughter

luke; he/him, gay mlm

jamie; he/him or they/them, nonbinary pansexual

kimberly; she/her, lesbian

manon; she/her, lesbian

marisa; she/her, bisexual

lily; she/her, straight ally

jp; he/him, homophobe /j

aki; she/her, lesbian

pt2 for those who wanna know the shadaloo hcs one <33

#street fighter #ryu #ken masters #chun li #cammy white #e honda #dhalsim #zangief #guile #blanka #dee jay #rashid #juri han #ed #akuma #luke sullivan #jamie siu #kimberly jackson #manon legrand #marisa rossetti #lily hawk #johann petrovich #jp #aki #headcanon #gay #lesbian #bisexual #transgender #pansexual

[fang-revives]

My hot Valentine's Day take about the niche ship I'm insane about is that neither Jay nor Okada would even consider acknowledging Valentine's to each other (they're not dating but they are something)

Bang Bang Gang on the other hand.... Jay gets Juice an expensive box of chocolates, Juice gets Jay a bouquet of roses and the Ass boys get everyone those little valentines that get handed out at school with a foil wrapped chocolate

#valentines #aew #jay white #dumb headcanons dot text #juice robinson #now someone do one for the war dogs. do drilla and clark have insane sex for valentines or do them no sell it #inquiring minds... #jaykada

[mogai-headcanons]

Ryu from Street Fighter is an autistic bi orientated greyromantic asexual agender gendernull person with OCD who uses no pronouns, and Ryu is in a polycule with Ken and Chun-Li!

Ken Masters is an autistic butch bisexual transneutral firegender neutrois lesboy with ADHD who uses he/him, she/her, and fire/fires pronouns!

Chun-Li is an autistic biromantic demisexual intersex trans woman with PTSD who uses she/her pronouns!

Guile is a biromantic demisexual trans man with PTSD and hearing problems who uses he/him pronouns!

Blanka is an autistic intersex agender demiboy who uses he/him, it/its, and spark/sparks pronouns!

Zangief is a gay oriented aroace agender beargender redgender person who uses he/him and they/them pronouns!

E. Honda is a greyromantic gay trans man with OCD who uses he/him pronouns!

He's married to Dhalsim, a bi oriented aroace agender genderflux demigender firegender genderpsychic person who uses either all pronouns or no pronouns depending on their mood!

Cammy White is an intersex nonbinary transfeminine catgender lesbian with PTSD who uses she/her, they/them, and purr/purrs pronouns!

Dee Jay is a pansexual dancegender trns man who uses he/him pronouns!

Kimberly is an 80scoric colorgender trans bi lesbian who uses she/her and paint/paints pronouns!

Luke is an autistic stargender yellowgender bluegender doggender transmasculine paragirl with PTSD who uses he/him, bark/barks, and she/her pronouns!

Luke's partner Jamie is a polysexual librafluid person who uses she/her, he/him, and they/them pronouns!

Lily doesn't use any labels due to still being pretty young!

Juri Han is a bisexual intersex pinkgender purplegender spidergender bigender transfeminine person who uses she/her, it/its, and spider/spiders pronouns!

Marisa is an autistic polyamorous bisexual person!

Marisa is dating Manon, an autistic trans lesbian!

Cammy's sibling Decapre is an aroace lesbian nonbinary transmasculine pupgender demigirl with BPD who uses they/them, it/its, and pup/pups pronouns!

Sakura is an autistic bungender arcadecoric trans lesbian with anxiety who experiences comphet and uses she/her and bun/buns pronouns!

She's dating Karin, a trans asexual lesbian with OCD who uses she/her pronouns!

Birdie is a demisexual gay trans man with PTSD who uses he/him pronouns!

He's happily married to Eagle, a gay intersex demiboy who uses he/him pronouns!

Ken's wife Eliza Masters is bisexual!

Their daughter Mel Masters is an aroace trans girl with ADHD and PTSD who uses she/her pronouns!

Mel is friends with Li-Fen, a trans girl with PTSD who uses she/her pronouns!

Seth is a nonbinary person with psychosis, BPD, and DID who uses they/them pronouns!

Rashid is an autistic pansexual trans man who uses he/him pronouns!

Blanka is dating Dan Hibiki, an autistic panromantic greysexual genderfluid transfeminine person with ADHD, PTSD, OCD, BPD, and DID who uses taunt/taunts, saikyo/saikyos, it/its, she/her, and they/them pronouns!

Sagat is a disabled aroace unlabeled person who uses tiger/tigers pronouns!

Abel is an autistic gay oriented aroace intersex trnasmasculine nonbinary beargender pupgender person who uses he/him, they/them, pup/pups, and bear/bears pronouns!

Abel's adoptive parent Charlie Nash is a greyromantic pansexual transfeminine genderqueer person with PTSD who uses she/her and xe/xem pronouns!

El Fuerte is a demiaroace pan gay trans man with ADHD who uses he/him, spice/spices, and food/foods pronouns!

Spice is dating T. Hawk, an unlabeled person who uses he/him pronouns!

Ibuki is a bi lesbian raccoongender trans girl who uses she/her, they/them, and tanuki/tanukis pronouns!

She's dating Rainbow Mika, an autistic rainbowcoric rainbowgender bungender trans lesbian who uses she/her, bun/buns, and rain/bow pronouns!

Menat is an autistic aromantic pan lesbian catgender trans girl with ADHD who uses she/her and purr/purrs pronouns!

She's in a QPR with Ed, a bi oriented aroace intersex demiboy with PTSD and ADHD who uses he/him pronouns!

Ed's sister Falke is a femflux nonbinary aroace lesbian with OCD who uses they/them and she/her pronouns!

Kolin is a greyromantic lesbian with PTSD who is questioning her gender and uses she/her and snow/snows pronouns!

Urien is a butch transfeminine lesbian who uses she/her pronouns!

Poison is an autistic futch greyromantic pomosexual trans woman who uses she/her pronouns!

She's in a QPR with Hugo Andore, an autistic intersex potatogender rosegender pinkgender genderfluid transneufeminine demigirl boyflux aromantic lesbian who uses she/her, he/him, and potato/potatos pronouns!

Abigail is an autistic arospec trans man who uses he/him and vroom/vrooms pronouns!

Roxy is a demisexual intersex demigirl who uses she/her and nameself pronouns!

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#long post #street fighter #mogai headcanon #ryu #ken masters #chun-li #guile #blanka #zangief #e. honda #dhalsim #cammy white #dee jay #kimberly #luke #jamie #lily #juri han #marisa #manon #decapre #sakura #karin #birdie #eagle #eliza masters #mel masters #li-fen #seth #rashid

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Hi so I had a dream again of Jay White following me around and honestly would u ever write a smut headcannon of Jay following Honeybee around? If not no worries thankyou.

Hi darling, you’re welcome. I feel like you meant stalking BUT I had another idea so…I hope you’ll like it 😂💕 I hope y’all are ready to meet JJ 😏…

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Two different people resides within the same man

There’s Jay: The dominant, who will deliciously torture you until you’re begging for more.

And there’s JJ: The annoying brat, who needs to be put in his place from time to time.

And unfortunately for you, JJ was the one you would be dealing with today.

You soon realized it was him the minute you woke up. JJ tossed his arm and leg around you once he felt you shifting on the bed to get up.

“No! You’ll stay here, with me!”

And that’s when you knew you were in for a long day.

After a long negotiation he finally let you go and now had settled for a different kind of annoying: following you around.

He followed you to the bathroom, to the backyard, living room, kitchen, bedroom…Every time you started walking towards something - or place - there he was, right behind you.

He knows how much you hate being followed. As much as you hate being mocked. So it was no surprise when he decided to do both.

“JJ, cut the bullshit!” You spat while washing some vegetables for dinner.

“JJ, cut the bullshit!” He spoke back in a high pitched voice by your side, as he took the zucchini you just washed to wash it again before putting it back on the bowl.

“I’m serious! Knock.it.off!” Your snarl was low as you turned around and entered the laundry room, to pick up the clothes from the washing machine.

“I’m serious! Knock.it.off!” JJ followed right behind you, mocking every action, sound and word that came out of your mouth.

Once you took the stairs up to the bedroom, he continued to follow you. Messing up the clothes you started to fold and place on top of the bed.

“I’m warning you one last time, JJ. If you don’t cut the bullshit I’ll-“

“You’ll what?” JJ turned around the bed so he was now towering over you “Put me in time out?” He chuckled “You’ll make me think about my actions? Make me apologize? What? Whatcha gonna do?!”

His gray eyes were challenging, as well as the mocking smile dancing on his lips. He was daring you to do something, to break him, to make him submit to you.

You already knew his game, that smart, challenging mouth could always pull the darkest part of you out.

And so it did. JJ wanted her, needed her. And as always, she showed up to take care of him.

The taunting smile on his face was washed aways by a harsh slap.

Your hand closed around his hair and tugged it on the scalp as you pulled him down to a kneeling position on the floor.

You rested his head on the mattress and settled yourself behind him.

Brushing a few chestnut brown strands away from his face you whispered in his ear.

“You should know better than to square up to me, slave”

A low grunt escaped JJ’s lips as you continued “What’s the matter, little cub? Is the attitude a pitiful sign of despair because you need to be fucked so bad?” Your eyes noticed how JJ’s orbs softly closed for a brief moment as he wetted his lips with his tongue.

“Is that what you want? For me to use that cock and tight ass as I please? You need that, don’t you? You need to be used like a cheap slave that’s good for nothing more than being a flesh dildo and getting fucked”

JJ mumbled something under his breath, which caused you to turn his face around - so he was now facing the comforter - and bury his head against the fabric, momentarily asphyxiating him.

When you pulled him back so he could catch his breath, his hand covered yours “Please, Miss Honeybee” JJ pleaded.

“Already?” You chuckled “Oh no, little cub. You brought this to yourself, darling. Now we’re really gonna play” You whispered in his ear and watched as a subtle grin took over his lips.

#jay white fanfiction #jay white imagine #jay white x reader #jay white #switchblade jay white #njpw smut #njpw imagine #masochist writes #masochist headcanons

[froginninjago]

Hear me out:

Pokemon being a thing in Ninjago and Lloyd constantly having to explain to the kids that no, he doesn't have grass powers, and no, he doesn't have bug powers either

#lego ninjago #ninjago headcanon #ninjago lloyd #I'm just saying #most pokemon are color coded to a degree #red pokemon are fire types #that fits with Kai #white pokemon are ice types #zane checks out #rock types can be black #so cole is safe #water types are blue #and that would be nya #but jay also checks out because flying types can be blue #and lightning makes since as a flying type - since he has a jet #if i were a kid in ninjago i would be deeply upset that lloyd wasn't a bug or grass type

[numberonepartyboy]

jay is actually really good at cooking, only his food is pretty bland and needs some more spices.

#ninjago #ninjago headcanons #jay walker #i don't hc he's white he just didn't have any other spices than salt

[miqotepotatoe]

The many faces of Jay Walker ⚡

Didn't know what to draw, so I drew some jays

#ninjago #jay walker #snake jay #superstar rockin jay #ninjago au #the darcy jay is from my amphibia ninjago swap au #i wanted to do ff14 jay but I couldn't figure out how to do his hair with cat ears #cuz he's a miqo'te #would darcy jay be called 'Day?' #cuz 'dark jay' #day sounds stupid #the white streak in post-movie jay's hair is from marie antoinette syndrome which i headcanon he developed due to skybound truama

[asmrtist-brainrot]

Heyo! Just had a random drabble/idea that I wanted to share with you!

How do you think White, Hunter, and Jay-Jay would deal with their listeners gaining crushes on someone they meet, but they're too nervous/flustered to talk to them?

~♡Yuuri Anon♡~

Ooh, alright.

I'm not 100% sure how to write Hunter just yet but I'll get there.

Gender Neutral! Reader

~ Dari

Reacting to Reader Having a Crush - Platonic

Jay-Jay + Siren! Reader

he is intensely in tune with your feelings because the connection you both have

so when he sees you all soft and googly eyed, he's a bit confused at first

he's not really completely knowledgeable in the terms of romance but is kind of has a baseline from the few stories he's seen

his other half, the demon is more aware and is willing to explain

... but unlike Jay-Jay, the demon is a little possessive(hah,getit?) protective

there is just a mix of feelings but they keep their eyes on the person you might like

they don't otherwise intervene unless they have a bad feeling about them

he also shares how he feels about the object of your affections

Hunter + Demon! Reader

you’re a soft lil’ demon with a sort of innocence to you

so immediately, he’s concerned because some of the people he associates with... are often less than savory

he’s protective and you aren’t too subtle - neither is he - just sort of... looming behind you as you chatter on with whoever has your current affection

generally, he doesn’t try and be too suffocating despite this

only intervenes if he feels you’re too in over your head

if he feels you and your partner are mature enough to pursue a relationship...

he definitely gives them the shovel talk

... honestly, any partner you might have will likely not be good enough for you in his eyes

White Wolf + Grey Wolf! Reader

he's quite a bit older than you(*cough*dilf*cough*) but not very well versed in romantic relationships, especially as he was living as the "Legendary White Wolf"

but he's not blind, seeing you get all fluttery and nervous around this individual makes him a little skeptical as he didn't know if he should intervene as he was a mentor - not your father

... he decides to only step in if he could see that you could be hurt pursuing this

this has to be in a time where things are solved, otherwise, you definitely wouldn't have time for romance

it's kind funny how clearly protective he is though, he's not hovering or anything - but your keen ears can distinctly hear a growling whenever your romantic interest gets a little touchy

he's not worried for the most part, you are capable of protecting yourself - especially if the person you liked was human

... shovel talk 2.0 but graphically describes what he'd do with his claws and teeth if they hurt you

#dari writes #headcanons #scythe audio #request asks #platonic #jay-jay #the hunter #the legendary white wolf #gender neutral reader #yuuri anon

[jayteacups]

Erwin is a barbecue dad and that is a hill I will die on.

He gives off white dad who lives in the suburbs energy. Is the master of barbecues, his second home is B&Q/Home Depot, like seriously he gets way too much enjoyment going to DIY shops. Will 100% nod off watching TV and when his children go to change the remote he's immediately jerking awake and putting the original channel back on. Watches way too many sporting matches - like he records them and then once he's put his kids to sleep he'd go back and watch the recorded matches that aired earlier (tbf I think that's a universal dad thing not just limited to white suburban dads, considering my own used to do this too lmao)

#erwin hcs #erwin headcanons #erwin smith #dadwin #i love how the whole fandom is collectively in agreement that erwin has very stereotypical white dad energy #mail for jay

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

Can I request a Yandere with Jay White? “Do I need to remind you who owns your body?”

Do you Really have ‘Freewill’? (Stripper AU)

Summary: Jay sets the rules, hopefully you don’t break them

Prompt: “Do I need to remind you who owns your body?”

Warnings: general Yandere stuff, no actual smut but it’s implied.

Current pov

Past pov

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @cuzimacomedian @auburnwrites @damnnhausen @thesusbunny @blaquekittycat @writtingrose @moxleyunstable

Hair? Done

Makeup? Perfect

Heels? Tall

Clothes? ……limited

You checked over yourself in the mirror, preparing to go into the other room. For the first time since meeting Jay you had agreed to a private dance. You knew he would be pissed if he found out, but he was out of town and you were willing to risk it. You grabbed your lipgloss, adding a fresh coat to make sure your lips sparkled before going in.

“That guys here again.” Your friend Ashley said, touching your shoulder lightly. You looked over at her, shocked.

“I thought he was banned.”

She just shrugged before walking over to her station. You quickly stood, making your way down the hall to the door that led to the main part of the club. The door had a small window that you peaked out of, searching for the black haired man.

He had at one point been a regular, but he started to get… possessive. You would see him following you around town on days off. He was sending you gifts at work, and when you would just throw them away they were sent directly to your apartment. He even broke into the back to beat the shit out of a guy you were dancing for.

“Y/n!” You turned to see your boss walking towards you. “The hell are you doing out here?”

“Ash said the guy was here. You told the police he wouldn’t be allowed on the property.”

Your boss just laughed, shaking his head. “What the cops don’t know won’t hurt them. Besides, he’s one of our highest payers. Now go finish getting ready, you’ve got a dance.”

You walked down to the room you had been told to go to, pushing the door open.

“Hey….” Your voice caught in your throat when you saw Jay standing across the room, his arms crossed over his body.

“Oh sweetheart, you fucked up.”

“There she is!” The man greeted you as you walked into the room. It was small, only a small couch and a pole was in there, meaning you get much closer to the man. “Thought the old man was trying to hide you from me.”

“I don’t know why you are here, but I’m not fucking doing this. Your a creep, and need to leave.” You snapped, turning to open the door. Within a second a hand had a hold of you and you were spun to face him, your back pinned to the door.

“Where you running off to love? I think we can still have some fun.” His smirk was gone when you spit in his face, hoping he would let you go. Instead he pulled out what looked to be a switchblade and had it pushed against yo ur neck.

“Let me rephrase it, we are going to have some fun. In fact, your life is about to get a lot more fun.”

You were shaking in your heels as Jay walked towards you, the same bald he had held against your neck so long ago in his hand.

“Y-you ordered the dance?” You whispered, but quickly shut up when he gave you a look.

“Not that it’s your business, but ya. Got to town early and decided to see if my favorite toy was following the rules. I have to say, you disappointed me.”

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled, wanting to cry.

“I didn’t fucking say you could speak!” He snapped, causing you to jump. “I let you keep this fucking job, showing off your little body to everyone, but I gave you one very specific rule. Do you remember what it was?” You nodded. “What was it?”

“The only one who can touch me is you.”

“And yet, here you are.” He threw his arms out as though showing you what room you were in. The same one when he had told you you had no choice anymore. The room he said you were his.

“Now, how am I supposed to trust you ever again?” He was right in front of you as he spoke, and he took the blade to cut the fabric covering your breast to let him see them. “Perfection.” He mumbled to himself, reaching out to squeeze one.

“It’s like you forgot who you belong to. Do I need to remind you who owns your body?” He cut the bit of fabric coving your lower section, leaving you completely bare to him. He took the blade and gently pushed your chin up so you were looking at him.

“Maybe this is on me. I was stupid enough to think you were a good girl. I think you’re done with work.”

You get your eyes widen at his words. If you didn’t come here, you would be stuck at his house at all times. You would have no freedom. Ever.

“No! Please- Ah!” You let out a noise of pain as Jay slashed your side lightly with his knife. You looked down, seeing a bit of blood run down from the cut.

“If I ever, hear you say no to me again, I’ll fucking kill you. Do you understand?” Once you nodded he fully stepped away from you. “Go get in my car. I’ll get your things.”

“But, my clothes.” You whispered, hoping he would have something for you to cover up with.

“I’m parked less then 20 feet outside of the back exit. You had no problem showing your body off here, so you should be fine doing it out there.” He started to open the door, but stoped to look back at you. “And I hope your ready, I still have to punish you when we get home.”

#aew #fanfiction #request #yandere #headcanons #njpw #jay white x reader #jay white #aew headcanon #NJPW Headcanons #yandere!jay white