#jaykada

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Jay congratulating Okada on his win is something that can be so personal....

#like its no doubt sarcastic in kayfabe #and earnest in shoot like that's one of his top collaborators! #and then like. hee hee hoo hoo ship brain... #aew #jaykada

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Been on about this for several days now but this one-sided Jaykada that hit the tag really made me go insane it was so good:

There's a special respect in my heart for people who can write stuff that's undoubtedly both artistic and grotesque and banal. This is a fic that gets, on a visceral level, that Jay White (character) is a fucked up little rat of a man who ends every match crawling and ruined and craves that. The evocation don't you want, don't you ever just want lives in my head rent free.

#fic recs #jaykada #jay white #it's a fic that isn't afraid to be GROSS because jay white is GROSS and it works soooo good. made me crazy #wrestling shipping

[elitehoe]

And who did Jay lose to at MSG??? Oh that's right Kazuchika Okada say his name summon himmm

#jaykada you will live on in aew i promise #kazuchika okada #aew #aew lb

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BCG should win the titles and then they should challenge The Elite so that everyone with jaykada brainrot can have some food. Please.

#chatty cassie

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Yes please drop your Jay White match recs I would owe you my life!!! Those gif sets of White and Okada have been rotting my brain for the last two days now I need to know what their deal is 😭

HIIII!!! Sorry it took me a day-ish to get to this but I’m so excited to drop some match recs! 

So the gifs driving us all up the wall are mainly from the conclusion of Wrestle Kingdom 17 (link: https://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNTkzMjA1ODM0OA==.html?playMode=pugv&frommaciku=1 ), the main event! In many ways, this is the denouement for Jay White, the last step towards a devastating spiral that would see him exiled from NJPW just two big matches from this moment. It was also the first match I saw that really made me obsessed with them, so of course, I recommend it passionately as a first go even if it is at the end :) 

Post match comments are also basically required viewing, featuring Jay at his most pathetic and gut-wrenching (https://youtu.be/UxIM0FkYoSY?t=693 )

I think the overarching thing to understand about Jay and Okada’s whole deal is that it’s a very simple wrestling story at its core. Okada is the golden boy, the ace, the native heir to New Japan’s wrestling legacy. Jay is the gaijin, the heel outsider, good but willing to do whatever it takes to put himself at the top. But they both bring really really good layers to their roles that brings something new to every time they clash in the ring. And they’re both just, of course, really fucking good in ring, as top guys have wont to be. 

Jay is compelling because he is in many ways equal parts caring and conniving in his role as Bullet Club leader. He takes the time to have fun and gas up his teammates, even get goofy with them in a way that hardline Bullet Club leaders shy away from– but every so often this insecurity rears up that drives him to pre-emptively stab back. This is also present in his in-ring work– he starts as a cocky upstart heel who can truly out-wrestle opponents and cheats in a kind of cheeky “because I can” way. But into the 2021 ish you start to see him using the cheating as more of a crutch because of his insecurities, and it’s eating away at him. By the time this WK17 match has happened, he’s IWGP champ, yes, but he’s also pre-emptively backstabbed two core members of his Bullet Club and his kind of a deranged wreck. 

Okada’s whole deal really starts with Hiroshi Tanahashi – and I haven’t deep-dived their series, but there’s a pair of great summary videos if you want the supplemental reading here: https://archive.org/details/showbuckle-pack/The+Battle+for+Ace+of+NJPW+Okada+vs+Tanahashi+Part+1.mp4 .  What I love about Okada is that even though he’s mainly in kayfabe a cocky little shit grown into the role of New Japan’s ace, off-duty he’s a really silly weird dude (no, really – Shinsuke Nakamura in his autobiography referred to him as “the weirdest guy he’s ever met”. Let that sink in, I’m sure Shinsuke has met so many weird dudes). Anyways, in the few moments where Okada is off-duty as ace, he’s done some real compelling and memorable character work. 

Which brings me to the actual next set of match recs – the Balloon Okada / Jay White’s initial rise to prominence in NJPW. This was a fantastic co-incidence of storytelling that really cemented being obsessed with their rivalry to me. Jay had just come back from excursion as “Switchblade”, and was coming in hot; with a title challenge to Tanahashi right from the get-go, teasing joining Bullet Club only to ratfuck Kenny Omega (then Bullet Club leader), and nab the IWGP US belt. And he joined up with Okada’s faction, CHAOS. 

Okada was just coming off of the IWGP-belt reign of his life, a record-breaking reign after he finally unseated Tanahashi to ascend as the ace. But when he lost the belt to Kenny Omega, it triggered a super weird mid-life crisis in him, the “balloon Okada” era. He dyed his hair an ugly red. He changed his gear to long bois (which everyone hated! Covering up those thighs is a crime!!!), he yells SCOOBY DOOBY DOO as he’s jumping off the ropes. He was weird. Because he didn’t know who he was without that belt. Here’s my favourite summary article about that: https://www.how2wrestling.com/articles/okada-and-the-portrayal-of-a-crisis 

So with that, I recommend for you three other matches! 

Destruction in Kobe 2018, Tanahashi vs. Okada but Jay is there I pinky promise. Also heck Tana and Okada are just Really Fucking Good so enjoy :)  (https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV1kW411z7Sv/?spm_id_from=333.337.search-card.all.click ) 

Wrestle Kingdom 13, Okada vs. Jay White (https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV1j4411F7g9/?spm_id_from=333.337.search-card.all.click ) 

G1 Supercard, Okada vs. Jay White(https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV15b411u7Q8/?spm_id_from=333.337.search-card.all.click ).

If you’ve ever heard Jay bray about “selling out Madison Square Garden” that’s this match! It’s also super fucking funny that he credits that all to himself considering Okada is like. The Guy in Japan lol <3 love him 

There are some other matches narratively in between – if you’re really in for it you can check out Jay getting the IWGP belt off Tana. But for the OkadaJay highlights, these would be a great place to start. Something about a rivalry that shakes you out of your worst moment (Okada) and gets that fighting spirit going in you again…

Anyways, if you’ve read all this, thank you, and enjoy! Would love to hear how you liked the matches, and let me know if you find any other recs, it’s very possible I haven’t seen em yet – big back-catalogue :”) 

#match recs #jay white #njpw #aew #< putting in the aew tag in case those fans want some deep lore #kazuchika okada #jaykada

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By the time I get there, CHAOS is a shambling wreck of what it once was. Scattered midcard comedy, its greatest ace fallen. I’m going to be the one to make him fall even further.

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(blows a kiss) for the girlies (gn) who are still thinking about "that man looked out for me. for the rest of my life, i'm going to have to remember the things i've done to him despite how kind he was to me" -- one time in which Jay and Okada were both, briefly kind.

#wrestling fanfiction #jay white #kazuchika okada #njpw #new japan pro wrestling #njpw fanfiction #balloon okada #my fic #jaykada

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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

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Sunday Six

Sunday means time for sharing! I'm pretty close to putting a wrap on the hair dye Jaykada fic -- here's a bit from early on.

Tagging @sarahcakes613, @grand-magnificent, @nagdabbit, @blizzardsuplex, @elphantasmo if you feel like sharing, go for it!

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The hotel room door slams shut. SHO and YOH still giggling about whatever the hell. I set my teeth, get to my feet, and cross the room to the bathroom. Thankfully, there are no balloons in there. Just a lost, sad ex-champion looking at himself in the mirror.

Then he waves, that too-brittle smile breaking out through his expressionless face. His hair is dripping wet, his shirt crumpled on the floor. 

“So. What are you doing?” saying it in English feels rude, rude to not even try with him. I’ll get used to rude. That’s what I should be doing. Not pandering to Okada's stupid mental breakdown over Omega. Who I’ve beaten. 

“Red.” he responds back in English, which makes it a little worse. He’s holding up a box which looks like it’s from a convenience store, a woman with firetruck red-hair on the outside. And then he holds up a packet of bleach. 

“Whatever you say,” I gesture, a little resigned to playing nice. For now. If it gets me more info on his weak points – can’t hurt my odds in the block. 

Okada sits down all at once to the floor. He gestures to a few pieces he’s laid out – brushes, containers, at least he’s got a weigh scale. I stare at his darkening roots, at the way the whites of his eyes look below me. It feels wrong, if I’m honest, to be looking down at Okada. At his height, he’s always looked down at me, towered with the grace of all that he carries. 

I’ll get used to that too, pinning him, crushing him, putting him down. Yeah. Focus on that.

#jay being very normal about okada as always #sunday six #wrestling shipping #my fic #jaykada

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Sunday Six

I was tagged by @overdevelopedglasses and @ohayouasagohan (on my RGG sideblog, @fire-tempers-steel!) thanks both!

Here's a little bit from the doc titled "hair dye jaykada" (for now), which is a little pre-G1 Balloon Okada / CHAOS Jay ficlet. Tagging @elphantasmo @sarahcakes613, @nagdabbit, @grand-magnificent, @scarskelly if you feel like sharing!

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“Can you keep it down?” I say, instead of yelling at them to shut the fuck up. They don’t even hear me. Whatever. I think Yoshi-Hashi shoots me a sympathetic smile, which just makes the whole thing worse, really. 

I let my head roll back on the pillow. Half of the stable gathered in the hotel room of the fearless leader of CHAOS. Team huddle, before the big tournament! Rah rah. And where is he anyways? In the bathroom, I think. I hear him arguing with Rocky. But that doesn’t matter. 

What matters is what I’m gonna say tomorrow. G1 Presser, on the stage, suit, sunglasses. Maybe chewing gum. That says ‘I don’t care’, doesn’t it? The knife feels like it might freak out the fans. Not that I care, I don’t. But I dunno, it’s Japan. I don’t want to cause an international incident. 

The bathroom door slams open. Out comes Rocky Romero, of Roppongi whatever the fuck fame. Looking a mess and – looking at me?  “I can’t talk him out of it, but I’m not going to help him do it.”

“What the hell are you on about, mate?” it feels forced, being buddy-buddy with Rocky. He’s not at my level, he doesn’t even wrestle. Just manager for the pretty-boy pair. 

He pinches his forehead, lets out a frustrated sigh. And then looks at me, straight in the eye. “Can you quit jerking off to your knives and help a friend out? Or is that beneath the Switchblade?”

“Well, yeah –” I start, because it is– 

“Wrong. I need your help, and Kazu needs someone to be a friend right now.”

#i think the idea that jay had to grow into being a bastard on purpose after being a goodboy YL is interesting #and his swagger in 2017 is different from his 2020s swagger! hard to describe but like. this is how I imagine it you know #jay white #sunday six #rocky romero #not tagging kazu but he is there! losing his mind a little. u know #njpw #wrestling fanfiction #jaykada

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While training, David and I try all kinds of shit on each other, the kind of pain I'll have to take when I've climbed as high as I can. I don't let it get to me. I can't. Can't let him see me flinch.

Once, it's not him that sees.

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Hiii I wanted to get back into the FinJay space but I missed OkadaJay and wanted to dip a toe into writing Jay's voice. So here's some mildly out of context whump / hurt /comfort set in the same 'verse.

With my thanks to @grand-magnificent for its encouragement 💚 more fics that make Jay cry hehehe

#wrestling fanfiction #wrestling shipping #jay white #kazuchika okada #finjay #njpw #my fic #jaykada

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run it back, sunshine

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Pairing: Jay White / Kazuchika Okada

Rating: General audiences

Prompt: "I need advice" (time passes) "never mind I already did the stupid thing"

Notes: This is loosely canon with my fic here, and Lepak’s followup, but you can read it as just canon with Jay’s backstage comments at WK17 if you like.

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I need advice

It’s 4AM in Japan. I don’t know why I’m sending a line message to one of the worst guys out there for advice, any kind, but it’s not as if Ishimori is contracted for my Bullet Club anymore. 

The afternoon sun hits my glasses, the taste of smog on the DC air flaring from the approaching van. I duck behind the concrete. Breathe, one more baby, one more, breathe with the Switchblade, and one more after that. Three times. Three times you’ve found yourself here, but it’s not too late. Just turn around, go back.

He’ll be here at any time. I have to go, have to– 

There he is. 

Okada looks– put it bluntly, he looks tired, trailing behind Tanahashi with dogged resignation. There’s a bitterness to the slash of his lips that betrays him. Gold, I called myself this week. Neither of us have gold. 

I shuck up my jacket to my shoulders, sweating underneath the hood. A hot springtime in DC, Capital Collision, and I’m not on the card. I’m not even here to watch. 

Again, Jaime?– yes again, third time’s the charm, I’m going to get it right this time. 

I check my phone before I move. Maybe Phantasmo will stop me. 

Maybe I could have texted Juice, if I really wanted to be held back. The setting sun hits Kazuchika’s cheekbones, turning back for a wry smile to Rocky, and my feet are already hitting the ground. I duck in the door just as the last straggler leaves it to swing shut. Just like I planned. 

It’s a small arena. No Tokyo Dome, no Madison Square Garden. My heart beats in my throat. There’s a good chance I won’t get a moment with him alone, and maybe I’ll flinch before I say what I mean, stumble it out two months from now, or swallow and choke on the words when I blink first and Finlay leaves his mark on me – 

– but no. There is a room with his name taped to the outside, one of the coaches rooms. Tanahashi too. Prima donnas. I tug my hood up, knock once.  

“A minute,” he calls back. I knock again, praying my Japanese hasn’t atrophied in a few months. “Tana-san, is it that urgent?”

“Not Tana.”

There’s only a second of hesitation. Then the door swings open, he’s staring at me with that skeptical feigned anger New Japan loves to slap on his posters. He steps aside, lets me in. It really is a small room. No windows, barely space for the desk that’s been shoved against the wall. 

“You keep meeting me like this.”

I kind of shrug my shoulders, slipping off from the hood, the sunglasses. The fluorescent light is clinical against his bare chest and shins. Probably for the best.

“So what is it this time? I lost the belt.”

I wince. Is that what he thought I was there for? It’s not as if I explained it any better. “Look it wasn’t – about the belt, Kazuchika.”

If his name means anything to him, he doesn’t show it. 

“Was it about how it was worth it? That’s not–”

“Stop. Stop, I’m sorry about that, at least,” I throw up my hands. Peace offering. I don’t want to – well, I want to fight. It’s heady all around me, the smell of his sweat in the tiny concrete room. 

“So you regret it,” he steps forward, almost angry, and I can feel my breath hitch. Breathe. I could – kneel right now. I could walk away with nothing, again, but I think he’d still leave thumbprints on my throat. That might even be worth it. 

But it's not what I want. 

“I regret– coming to you with something about me. Yeah,” I manage to string the sentence together, and it comes out right. “Do you – do you remember when you asked me to go fishing with you?”

His anger falters, gives way to genuine surprise. A thrill goes through me, same way as it always does digging in the knife. If I mean it this time, mean it the right way– 

“When – back when you were in CHAOS? You laughed at me, told me I wasn’t listening to you.”

“You weren't," I shoot back, always have to run my mouth when I start, and damn the intensity of his eyes. 

“Did you listen to my question, then?” 

“You– you’re right. You’re right. Would you go fishing with me now?”

“Now,” he repeats-- not angry, but...curious.

Dig the knife in. Now or never. 

“Listen. I lost New Japan. Do you understand? I’m gold now. Bullet Club Gold, which means nothing, I have nothing to my name,” if I could say this in English, I’d have a hell of a lot more to say. Maybe it’s better that Japanese is the best I can do. I point to the door, “Out there – you can’t touch me. You can’t out there. But. There’s an outside. And there. You can– if you want to – you can.”

He looks thoughtful. Thoughtful when he reaches a hand up slowly, brushes a strand of hair off my forehead. “That's what this is about.” 

“Fishing.” I repeat, breath caught in my throat. I’m not going to kneel. Today, anyways. 

“Fishing. Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Let’s go fishing.”

“Good luck with your gold, Jaime,” and he smiles. That small one, wry like a little secret. Maybe I came because I like that smile. Too much, after all that's said and done. 

 “Good. Good,” I move mechanically, pat his shoulders with both hands. It’s stupid, really, “Good luck with your match.”

When I duck past Tanahashi on my way out, hood up, sunglasses on – if he recognizes me, he doesn’t say. He maybe hesitates. I remember how he thanked me. 

Outside, I hear my phone beep. Jesus, Phantasmo has terrible sleeping habits. 

hey im up what do you need to know how to beat a lucha guy if you decided you didnt like bangbang gang its too late

Never mind i already did the stupid thing

oh. you okay?

I stare at the question. I’m okay. Fishing okay. And then a new message pops up. Still under the title 🔪🎈💥. Needs a new name. 

Is this still Jaime?

Yeah it's me

Thinking about fishing already?

Potomac River has some good spots.  

That sounds good to me 

The cursor blinks at me as I stare at the empty slot for his name. ⛈️ would work. He’s earned that. 

I save ☀️ in the empty slot, and walk out into the city sunset, my steps just a little lighter. 

#wrestleprompts #njpw #wrestling shipping #kazuchika okada #jay white #fluff #my fic #i can have a little stupid fluff. on tumblr. as a treat #i have sooo much jay angst I want to write but i also want to think about jay and okada sometimes. u feel me #jaykada

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been thinking about the way Jay covered Trent for the pin last year for like the last hour......

This angle on Jay winning the IWGP belt literally lives in my head rent free....who is doing it like him

#aew #njpw #jay white #chatter #aughh #kazuchika okada #jaykada

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12, 13, 19 for fic asks

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it!

I do! I shared the current WIP here, but since you asked, here's also my Kenta playlist that helped me write my Takeover fic!

13. How much planning do you do before writing?

Lots and lots and lots and lots! Without getting into that too much, I've been thinking a lot lately about why I like to do research for wrestling fic as much as I do (especially given how low-research I used to be for fic, I was very pro "run with vibes who gives a shit" when I started writing). Part of it is just having spent enough time in fandom I've already done the "put your OTP in [canned fic scenario/coffee shop AU/porno situation]" fics, so they're less interesting for me to write now. The other part of it is that pro wrestling stories can be so BIG in scope (multiple guys entire YEARS of career) that chipping away at highlights of someone's back catalogue for a fic can feel like a more manageable way of engaging with what came before.

It does run me into some funny "writing" sessions though, like yesterday where I spent the better part of half an hour poring over Eddie Kingston and Jay White's cagematch entries to determine who was where when and how they might have plausibly interacted before the moment I'm writing. me @ me like bestie, girliepop, just make shit up <3

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

:) this is from the opening chapter of the as-yet untitled Jaykada fic. It picks up right after pliant as gold (which is no apology), which is to say, Jay is having a normal one in okada's hotel room shower.

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I straighten. “Phantasmo?” – is it? The nightmare must really be over then. Really. I laugh to myself, breathless, a little hard to control. Alright. Alright. “Good to see you man. I’ll be right out.”

“Yeah, uh, come on out.”

I stumble out of the shower, looking around for a towel. Scrubbing off my exhausted muscles, just another match, right? Whichever big match. They’re all the same, after Madison Square Garden, another G1, another Wrestle Kingdom with Gedo and the boys – they’re all waiting for me, waiting for me to walk them into the gold of my era. 

I wrap the towel around my waist, surveying the room. Empty soda water bottles. Not my toothbrush. My skin starts to crawl. 

When I crack open the door, Phantasmo has a pained smile pasted on his face. 

He shoves something into my hands. “Hey buddy. Some clothes, okay? 

I shut the door. My stomach churns. These aren’t – they’re not my clothes. Far too long in the legs, the t-shirt just a little bit too baggy. Oh god. Okay.  

This really – happened. Fuck. I’m going to kill Hikuleo.

#if you're wondering why phantasmo is there. well don't worry about it but the explanation is very funny #fic bit #fic writer asks #wrestling shipping #jaykada

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goddamn <3 this was fucking awesome

#fic recs #like THE dynamic I would have chosen for them was I not already working very hard at the ace4ace dynamic #this was fantastic #sometimes you want your blorbo (jay) completely fucked in the head and messed up and this DELIVERED #wrestling shipping #jaykada

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Hee hee hoo hoo shipping

#work in progress #my sewing #jaykada

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SYB HOW ARE YOU FEELING !!!

OVER THE FUCKING MOON! MY CROPS ARE WATERED!!! MY SKIN IS CLEAR!!! PROBABLY GOING TO SEE KAZU IN TORONTO IN TWO WEEKS AND!!!!!! MOST IMPORTANTLY MY FANFICTION WILL NOT REQUIRE SUBSTANTIAL REVISIONS!!!

#i know the ending now. it's perfect #chatter #kazuchika okada #jaykada