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"Absolute" Magazine: Ricky Starks

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Hi, I was wondering what program you used to capture your gifs like with ppvs and stuff? I have some old wrestling stuff I wanna gif but I dunno a good program. Thanks! 🥰

hey! 😊 we usually have the footage (video files) to work with and then just clip the bits that we want with vlc player. so if you have your wrestling footage ready you can just clip the parts with you want.

if you want to get youtube videos, we can recommend using 4k video downloader because it lets you download (iirc) up to 30 hd videos a day. it's fairly easy to use as well.

if you're looking for a screen recorder, we'd recommend obs. it's good, simple, and it gets the job done, but it's always better to work with the actual file (because when you screen record, you can either skip some frames or end up in duplicate frames, and those don't look good in gif form).

and to actually make the gifs, we use photoshop.

here is a gifmaking tutorial and a gifmaking resources masterpost that can help you get started and guide you into gifmaking. there are many different ways to make gifs, so it's about finding what methods work for you. good luck! 😊

[himbos-hotline]

You right about Hangman. Like, who wouldn’t be a little unhinged after all that! Also, I hope you’re having a good night, friend. 🖤

I'm okay, its been a day tbh. But eh thats neither here nor there. I think so many people right now seem to forget that anxiety isnt something that just, disappers. Its a continous thing and even with meds it isnt magically fixed. You cant removed the anxious out of hangman. Which tbh is one of my main "arguments" for lack of a better word why 95% of this fued with swerve isnt romantic, its literally swerve being controlling over hangman [which he has had before during the tag fued with kenny and FTR- the whole reason hanger betrayed the bucks was FTR got into his head and manipulated him, manipulation isnt always "youre friends hate you, *we're* your true friends" one of the main like manipulation techniques is "if you leave/stop paying attention to me/ect I will hurt someone you love] which is exactly what swerve did and is still doing to Hangman and instead of falling back into the habit of nervousness and control, hes recognising the signs and becoming the very thing he swore to kill, the very person who he loved more than anything and then imo never stopped. Hangman is becoming Kenny Omega, the same way we saw Kenny taking Hangmans place in th elite during the Jericho Bucks fued. The only ones who have stayed stedfast and settled are the young bucks, theyre still lashing out. All of them are anxious and hurting and theyre all showing it in different ways! the elite stories will always be interlinked and tangled together even if theyre not directly telling a story together and people seem to forgot how important they all are in each others lives?? But anway! The cowboy is still anxious and is lashing out and reacting in an "ugly" way and I need something to snap him out of it like, when kenny is **rightfully** healed and healthy enough too, another match. Because think about how the two of them have morphed into one another? Hangman is the angry, jealous, "dont forget I exist" loudmouth with black leather and dark wild eyes. Kenny is the shyer, quieter, "I need this. I need you", one whose kinda accepted that hes no longer living in someone elses shadow, but is now, merging together with another.

Kenny is the ghost that haunts hangman page, Kota ibushi is the ghost of haunts the corners of Kennys mind, the bucks haunt them both. From them throwing hangman out the elite to matty looking in the mirror, that same look of "who am I now?" thing.

I have a lotta thoughts can you see, considering its 1am rn

[midwestmade29]

Proposition 🫠

Requested by @madhatterbri 🥰 We’ve got it bad for this man and I love it 😂

Word Count: 2,388 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @supakixbabe

Original request:

"You are a new employee in AEW. You manage to piss off the EVPs. (I know your brain will think of something.) They threaten to suspend you without pay. Matt excuses himself from a meeting to take a phone call leaving you and Nick alone. Nick gives you another way to get out of suspension."

Disclaimers: Manipulation, cursing, oral sex, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

EVP Nicholas Jackson has a proposition you can’t turn down…

You had just walked up to one of your coworkers to ask them a question about the night ahead when you heard a voice call out in your direction, 

“Hey, hey! What’s going on here? Why are you just standing around talking when there’s work to be done?!” 

You turned to see where the voice was coming from, your eyes growing large when you realized it was an EVP calling out to you.

When you first started at AEW, several coworkers warned you to stay out of the path of the company’s hot head, Nicholas Jackson. His brother Matthew was similar in his devious ways, but Nicholas had a certain edge to him that Matthew didn’t. With each step he took towards you, your heart pounded harder and harder against your chest. When he finally stood before you, his voice was brash, and his agitation was evident when he spoke again, “I believe I asked you a question! So, you can talk to a fellow team member, but you won’t respond to your EVP? This is a punishable offense, Y/N!” 

There was something about the way your name fell from his lips that almost put you in a trance. While you continued to stand in silence, your coworker casually stepped on your foot to snap you out of it! “Ouch!” you shouted a little too loudly, embarrassment instantly coating your cheeks. Nicholas’ icy blue eyes nearly burned a hole in you as he stared at you, making you turn a deeper shade of red. “I-I um mean, hello Mr. Jackson. I think there’s a little bit of a misunderstanding here, you see I had just walked up to ask-“ you tried to explain, but Nicholas cut you off mid-sentence.

“A misunderstanding, huh?” Nicholas scoffed. “First I catch you slacking off, then you refuse to answer me, and now you’re trying to correct your EVP!” At this point, Matthew had walked up when he heard the commotion and placed his hand on his younger brother’s shoulder. “Sorry guys, my brother’s kind of a hot head! He just gets tired of the disrespect around here so he’s a little tense. We can continue this conversation in our office,” Matthew explained calmly. His grin he had plastered on his face was the complete opposite of the scowl that Nicholas had on his own, which only left your head spinning the longer all of you stood there. “That sounds like a great idea, Matthew. But this one can go back to work,” Nicholas pointed at your coworker and then directed his gaze back to you, “Y/N is the troublemaker here.”

You were instructed to close the door behind you after walking into the EVP’s office, Matthew motioned for you to sit in the chair in front of a large desk. Nicholas sat in the leather executive chair behind the desk while Matthew leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. “Unless you can give me a good reason not to, you are hereby suspended from AEW without pay. You caught me in a generous mood, Y/N so I’ll keep your suspension at 1 week only,” Nicholas stated matter of factly. He placed his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair, his feet now propped up on the desk as he waited to hear what your rebuttal was.

This time it was your agitation that shined through when your words came out sharply, “Suspended for a week, without pay?! You’re joking, right? I didn’t even do anything! Maybe we should take this up with Tony since one of his EVPs seems to be on a power trip,” The second your last few words came out of your mouth, you instantly regretted them, but there was no going back on what you said now. Matthew was about to interject when his phone started ringing in his pocket, “Matthew Jackson, EVP. Ah, yes! I’ve been expecting your call. Please hold for a moment, would you? Thanks,” he spoke into the phone before covering the bottom half with his hand. “It’s the CEO of Duolingo, I gotta take this. Apparently, they’re impressed with my daily streak I have going, and they might want to strike up a sponsorship deal. I’ll catch up with you later, Nicholas! And good luck to you, Y/N,” 

Your eyes watched as Matthew returned his focus on his phone call and walked out of the room. “So, now where were we?” Nicholas asked smugly. “You were about to suspend me for no reason, sir,” you replied, making sure to make your annoyance known. You could’ve sworn you saw the corner of Nicholas’ mouth twitch upwards, but you ignored it. He seemed to be lost in thought as he stroked his beard with his fingers, making you squirm in your chair slightly whenever his eyes met yours. When his voice finally broke the silence, it made you jump, “I have a proposition for you, Y/N. Care to hear it?” A dry laugh involuntarily escaped from you before you asked, “Do I even have a choice?” 

Nicholas exuded confidence when he elaborated, “The proposition is that I’ll forget about the week of suspension without pay if you agree to let me fuck some manners into you,” You felt your muscles tighten deep in your lower half as your brain tried to process what the EVP had just said. “Ex-excuse me?” you asked nervously. Nicholas didn’t skip a beat as he further explained his idea, “It’s simple, really Y/N. For the next week, instead of sitting at home missing out on those beautiful green Benjamins, you’ll be at my beck and call whenever I need you. You’ll let me have my way with you whenever, and however I see fit, and maybe by the end of the week you’ll put some respect on my name and learn how to treat your superiors,”

“And if I don’t want this? What happens if I say no?” you questioned before swallowing hard. Nicholas stood slowly and placed his palms flat on the desk, leaning forward in your direction as his blue eyes peered up at you from underneath his fedorah. “I don’t think you’re going to decline my offer, Y/N. The way your eyes have darkened and the change in your breathing tells me all I need to know. Your body is giving you away, sweetheart,” He wasn’t wrong about the things his proposition was doing to you, you were just mad at yourself for making it so obvious how intrigued you were by everything. “Before I agree, answer one more question. Once I follow through with my end of the deal, at the end of the 7 days will things go back to normal with no more mentions of being suspended?” 

“Absolutely, Y/N. 1 week of bliss with yours truly, and your little discretion tonight will be forgiven,”

There wasn’t much left to say once you nodded and accepted whatever fate had in store for you in the upcoming week ahead, so Nicholas dismissed you and told you that he would be in contact with you very soon. The rest of the evening went by in a blur as your mind was focused on a blue-eyed EVP.

When you crossed the threshold of your hotel room, your head was still spinning. You tossed your bag on the floor and plopped down on your bed with a loud sigh as you tried to make sense of everything. There was hardly any time to decompress before your text tone interrupted your thoughts. You picked up your phone and read over the messages:

Nicholas Jackson: Get some good rest tonight sweetheart. You’re going to need your energy for tomorrow.

Nicholas Jackson: It’s hot when you talk back btw. Sweet dreams beautiful 😘

The next couple of days were filled with multiple orgasms, but none that were your own. Nicholas was a greedy EVP, making sure his wants and needs were satisfied as he fucked your face leaving you a breathless mess on your knees by the time he was finished with you. The way his hand would wrap around your hair and control your pace and depth made your arousal course through every fiber of your being, the sight of him coming undone from your mouth alone made you feel like a goddess! His praises made you groan and hum in appreciation when they breathlessly fell from his lips, “I love the way you look when you’re on your knees. That’s good sweetheart, keep doing that,” The 2nd night after Nicholas left your hotel room, you took care of yourself while picturing him pleasuring you instead. You imagined his hands roaming freely all over your body, his head buried in between your legs while his tongue worked its magic, and the thought of him hovering above you as he fucked you did you in.

Day 3 went by with little contact from Nicholas until around 10pm when you got a FaceTime call from him. You greeted him pleasantly when his handsome face showed on your screen, but his hello wasn’t nearly as warm as yours. It was obvious that something had him stressed, but you knew better than to pry. Instead, you followed his instructions to strip for him and to start pleasuring yourself on the bed while he did the same on the other end of the call. “Jesus, Y/N! Look how sexy you are giving me my own private show. Tell me who you’re thinking about sweetheart. Tell me who you’re imagining pleasing you right now,” he practically begged as he continued to stroke himself. “You Nicholas! I-I’m thinking about you…”

Day 4 was the day when everything changed. You and Nicholas were having an argument during the free time you had in between your tasks at the arena. You explained to him that you were becoming frustrated with your arrangement and when you told him you wished he would’ve just suspended you instead, it struck a nerve inside of him. “You told me you were going to fuck some manners into me, but that’s yet to happen. I’m no different than I was 4 days ago! You’re not holding up your end of the bargain,” you said exasperated. Nicholas lowered his voice and got mere inches away from your face when he replied just as frustrated as you, “You want me to fuck you, Y/N? Okay, let’s get the hell out of here and I’ll give you what you want,”

The ride back to the hotel was tense and filled with anticipation as you and Nicholas rode in the back of the chauffeured vehicle. The elevator ride up to his floor was agonizingly slow. Nicholas caught you off guard when he crashed his lips against yours once the door to his room was latched. Both of you tugged and pulled at each other’s clothes desperately, leaving each piece in a crumbled pile on the floor when they were finally removed. The feeling of his warm bare skin against your own felt incredible, it was something you didn’t realize how badly you needed it. The both of you toppled over onto the bed with your lips never parting, your tongues dancing together in a sweet rhythm. Nicholas’ hard length brushed up against your wet cunt each time he moved even the slightest bit causing you to whine, “Nicholas, please! I-I want you now!”

Both of you gazed into each other’s eyes as he inched himself inside of you, making that moment so much more intimate than it already was. Nicholas took his time with his first few movements so you could adjust to the stretching of your walls, and so you both could savor the feeling of your bodies uniting as one. There was a sweetness to Nicholas that wasn’t there before, a tenderness to him that his EVP position never let him show. You were taken back by his slow and steady pace and the way his hands cradled your head as he balanced himself on his forearms. “I th-thought you were going to fuck me, Nicholas?” you teased. He chuckled to himself as he hovered above you and planted a soft kiss on your lips before he teased you right back, “So, so needy, sweetheart! You’re insatiable, aren’t you?”

In no time, the headboard was rocking and knocking against the wall, surely pissing off the guests on the other side of it. Your moans and whimpers were music to Nicholas’ ears, and he made sure to tell you so, “You make the sweetest noises, Y/N. I could listen to them all night!” You were moments away from your release, Nicholas not far behind as his movements became ragged and less controlled. “I want you to cum, Nicholas! Cum for me, I want everything you have,” you cried out when his hard length brushed against the sweet spot inside of you, ultimately bringing you to the most intense orgasm you ever had. Your body shuddered underneath him as wave upon wave of pleasure consumed you, leaving your mind nearly blank while you completely unraveled. “God, you’re beautiful Y/N. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” Nicholas murmured against the shell of your ear. 

He continued thrusting himself in and out of your sensitive cunt until he came just as hard as you did. You felt the warmth of his seed fill you and his hard length pulsate against your walls, his arms nearly failing at holding his weight off you from the force of his release. Once he was steady, he removed himself from you and rolled over on the bed next to you. The both of you laid together in comfortable silence until you stood up and offered your hand to Nicholas, “Come on, Mr. EVP. Let’s take a shower and wash off before we have to head back to the arena,” He squeezed your hand before letting it go gently and giving you a warm smile, “You go ahead and start the water, I’ll join you in a minute,”

You nodded and went on your way, leaving Nicholas alone sitting up on the bed, wondering if this proposition was really a good idea. “Maybe it would’ve been better if Y/N chose the suspension after all,” he thought to himself. “I don’t know how I’m going to let her go on day 7…” 

[madhatterbri]

Lips Of An Angel | M.J.

Summary: Reader and Matthew have a late night conversation.

Author's Note: Thanks to @supakixbabe for the GIF. This popped into my head since man seems like he is always brooding. Do not take this seriously.

@plentyoffandoms @midwestmade29 Pure fiction

Matthew sat up in the living room couch channel surfing through the television. It was just another boring night at home. The kids were asleep. His wife lay in their bed watching whatever program caught her interest. His mind started to drift away as he thought about you. To his shock, you must have been thinking about him too. His phone lit up with your picture and name. You were calling him. Panic set in as he wondered if something happened to you. He looked at the clock. Midnight. Something definitely had to have happened for the late-night phone call. He grabbed his phone and peered down the hallway. His wife was still in bed. In a split-minute decision, he answered the phone and went into the backyard. His family could never hear the conversation he was about to have. "Y/N? It is midnight," he pointed out as if you didn't own a watch or clock. He was answered by the sounds of you crying. He recognized this cry from before. You were thinking about the life you could have had with him before everything fell apart. Matthew asked anyway. "Are you ok? Why are you crying?" "Just thinking about what my life could have been like with you," you admitted between breathy sobs. "Why are you whispering?" "I am outside. She is awake in the bedroom and I don't want her to hear us," he answered. Matthew looked down and shifted his feet. "I was just thinking about you, you know? Sometimes I wish she was you," Those affirmations seemed to calm you down a bit. You were now still breathing heavily on the phone, but at least you were calmer. Matt hated saying those words out loud but they were true. He didn't only have these thoughts in the bad times, but in the good ones as well. No matter what his wife did he always wondered how you would have done things. "Matthew," you whispered just getting your bearings back. His legs faltered at the mention of his name. The way it rolled off your tongue each time no matter the circumstance. You were his angel on Earth. The two of you could never be apart from each other. "Did you remember what today was then?" He inquired and looked at his watch to see the date. Today was the anniversary of the day he met you at one of the Dynamite tapings. He was walking around the arena and spotted you in the first row. His feet felt like they were planted in the ground. His brother had to drag him away before it started to raise suspicions. Matthew suddenly got a bitter taste in his mouth. "Does he know you're talking to me right now?" He asked. The same douchebag that sat next to you in the arena. It was obvious he was out of his domain. The guy had a scowl on his face the entire time. The man looked miserable even though he had some amazing seats. At least you were there to make things better. "He is at work. It would just start a fight if he knew I was talking to you," you sighed. Plenty of times you opened up about your marriage to this guy. The fear of the unknown kept you with him. He was your high school sweetheart. What if you couldn't find someone else to love you?

"You and I would certainly be in the same boat," he spoke and let his mind start to reminisce about you. The way you brought your head back to laugh at all his jokes. All the times you cheered him and his brother on despite the odds. "Matthew, I wish things could be different," you confessed. "I love it when you say my name," he reminded her. His heart skipped a beat when you confessed the same feelings he had. He sighed and rubbed his face. You made it so hard to be faithful. A thought popped into his head. Maybe just one night wouldn't be so bad. "I saw on the calendar we are going to be a few hours from you. Maybe we both stay at the same hotel?" he asked. Your giggle and excitement was all he needed to hear.

[nickjacksonooc]

Heya! If you follow my main @supakixbabe then you should know that I am 100% a Young Bucks girly and have been since the start. However, there isn’t a lot of the same love out there as Matt, so I wanted to make a page dedicated to the blue-eyed devil who never blinks, Nick Jackson.

What you can expect from this page is the same attitude as my main — unexplainable weirdness, love, and dismay that this man causes. I will be posting photos, quotes, gifs (usually of what I make), videos, and even a bunch of other random BS.

A place for us Nick girlies (gn) to hang out. 🖤

Gif by Me.

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“Aunts”

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Since this match is literally everywhere now, I wanted to go back and gif some of the moments where I was like: “OH MY EFFIN GOD!”

Strong Style Evolved 2018; Golden Lovers Vs Young Bucks. A match of the damn century!! I know y’all are probably gonna use the second gif A LOT. 👀 Hey, no judgements here.

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"Freshly Squeezed"

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Some Matthew Jackson gifs from the “Matt Gets Stood Up” video.

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All my Magazine covers as of 2024 so far below. A new Young Bucks one is released every Wednesday (plus a pape) when they are on TV.

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“Rainmaker” Kazuchika Okada edit.

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“Dental Digest.”

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ABSTRACT ART!!

It's A Superkick Party! vs Superkick Party is Dead.

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If you have a bad day, please catch a kiss from Matt Jackson. YW.

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How can/could anyone hate this little precious bean?!!! 🥹