can an imagine of Jaafar Jackson where reader goes with him to premiere but she has social anxiety because of the amount of people and he comforts her through out the night?
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚something sweet˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
your eyes squint at the blinding lights of flashing cameras as you and jaafar stand hand-in-hand on the red carpet of the Michael movie premiere. your grip on his hand tightens with a gentle squeeze, as the photographers continue roaring jaafars name
"jaafar!"
"jaafar, this way!"
"on your right jaafar!"
you try your best to maintain the smile on your face, but the once small ache in your chest begins to blossom, causing your facade to slowly slip.
jaafar immediately senses the shift in energy and quickly picks up on your discomfort, squeezing your hand right back. after a quick once-over to examine your facial expression, he's leading you off the carpet (despite the protest from the photographers) and into a quite area, away from the shouting and flashing of cameras.
"hey you okay, baby?"
he says, bringing a large hand to stroke the side of your waist
you stare up at him with glossy eyes, your breathing fast
"I-im just scared, o-of everything" your lip starts to quiver
"s'too much jaafar"
he pulls you into his chest
"oh my baby, im so sorry you're feeling like this"
his hands stroke up and down your back, before removing his suit jacket and placing it on your shoulders
"im right here baby, okay? ill be right by your side for the whole night, if you ever feel like you really cant do it anymore just say our word okay?"
pineapples. the safe word you and jaafar agreed on as he knew you struggles in social situations.
"o-okay" you sniffle and nuzzle your head into his chest
the two of you stand like that for a while, unaware you were still in view of some fans who were going crazy over the sweet interaction they had just witnessed.
If you're sad take a time off for yourself. You are the most important person in your life, and if being inactive and focusing on yourself is what you need, do it bae, we will still love and wait for you❤️💋
thinking about how michael would take you to your favourite boutique and spoil the shit out of you♡
he would let you go crazy with his black credit card, so happy to be buying whatever his baby wants
in the two years you and michael had been together, you hadn't spent a single penny. spoiling his baby girl would be his favourite hobby♡
he would especially love when you would spend his money on new lingerie, choosing colours you knew he liked "wow, you look so sexy in that baby" he'd tell you with his bottom lip pulled between his teeth
you'd dance around in the mirror, adorned with lace and bows and frills, and thigh high socks and silk robes as michael would silently watch from the seating area in complete adoration and horniness
and when you'd get home he'd have you on the bed modelling what he'd just payed for, the polaroid camera in his hands flashing as he'd take pictures of you to keep in his wallet, or tucked in his pants during performances.
and then he'd lay you down and fuck your brains out in your new underwear ♡
hiiii can u write jaafar x brat!reader.. nsfw.... ahem..... with a collar and lead, pulling you closer to him whenever you misbehave
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚jaafar x brat reader˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
the slender fingers of jaafar's right hand trace the fabric that is locked in place around your neck, as his left hand dangles the shiny key infront of your face. his hand moves to the front of your collar and finds the long, pink lead that attaches you to him, wrapping his large hand round it completely and tugging harshly, causing your body to fly towards his. jaafar throws the key somewhere in your shared bedroom, now leaving you bound to him until he decides he's finished with you. he's now bear hugging you, cock pistoning into your wet pussy "what did I say about that attitude baby? hmm?" he asks you sweetly, flashing teeth as he beams at you mockingly. "im s-sorry daddy- hngg' you whine in response "'s too bigg-cant take it!" your mouth falls open as he continues to fuck you. "jus shut up and take it baby, you were talking all that shit earlier weren't you?" he yanks the lead backwards, and flips you over so you're now on all fours, he pulls the lead back further, giving him leverage to force your back to arch further. he re-enteres your soaking pussy, his grip on your lead not letting up
sorry im so lazy atm I got loads going on will try be more active for the jaafarians
Hey iI absolutely loooovveee your writing, and I was wondering if you wanna be mutuals❤️❤️❤️❤️ like everyday I be checking your account and be like yes we got blessed again🙏🙏🙏
thank you so much angel! I followed you, and I am working on something atmㅤ♡
Heyy there, first i wanna say that i absolutely love your content and your writing!!! I was wondering how jaafar would be with an alternative girlfriend, someone who's a metalhead/goth, you can add smut if you're ok with it, it's up to you hehe🩷
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚jaafar x alt gf headcanons˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ jaafar would love his pretty alt gf, he would admire your ability to express yourself through your appearance, helping you pick out your outfits would be his favourite thing to do and he would always decide on whatever showed off your pretty curves the most! the fluffy boots paired with some thigh high socks would be his fav combo.
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚he would 100% be your photographer, capturing you in the fits he helped choose would be his favourite activity. "yeah baby, just like that" he would tell you from behind the camera as you posed on all fours in front of him. "that's perfect," he would say. "now look up at me baby," the camera flash illuminating your face as jaafar would grin at you.
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚jaafar would return home from press tours and premiers with gifts for you that he had collected from different countries. different kuromi plushies and hair clips, along with vinyls from your favourite metal bands would take over his luggage, but the smile on his pretty girls face made it so worth it ♡
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚he would also be obsessed with your makeup, your dark eyes, thinned brows and pretty contacts that made your eyes look so big! jaafar would go to the store and restock your fav products when he knew you were running low ♡︎ your boyfriend would be a sucker for piercings, and would especially love your cheek dermal and your eyebrow piercing. (he'd beg you to get your nipples pierced)
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚but, his most favourite piercings would be your back dermals, the way he'd encourage you to wear anything low-rise to show them off. or the way he'd gently circle them with his thumbs while giving you the meanest backshots
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚when asked about his 'cool alternative gf' in interviews, he'd speak so proudly of you, telling the reporters how you'd introduced him to loads of new artists and put him onto different animes. he would be so happy to show you off to the world, posting you on his instagram with the caption 'my gf is cooler than yours'
-thank you for this request it was so cute! I am working through my inbox I love u guys!
Can you please write a lil smut with Jaafar with a daddy kink🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ daddy ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
"what's my name baby?"
he's inside you, fat cock stuffing you completely full as he asks you this question. a small moan escapes your lips as you fail to reply, not because you don't want to, but because you physically can't. it's too much, he's been fucking you raw for almost an hour now and you can feel your sanity slowly slipping away, as well as your ability to speak.
"c'mon, baby, I know you can do it" he grins, thrusting into you once again. " you 'jus gotta tell me my name," he coos, stroking away away stray hairs that have fallen into your face.
"da-nghh-" a whine cracks from your throat as you feel his fat tip once again hit that special spot inside of you. your head head lulls back, exposing the skin of your neck which jaafar wastes no time in attaching his lips to.
he sucks a lazy hickey into the skin just under your ear, his relentless pace not letting up. a large hand finds your face, his grip squashing your cheeks together. jaafar lowers his lips to your ear, "I wanna hear it," he says "I wanna hear you say it, 'just one more time." "please, baby" he's pleading now. "do it f'me"
he releases his grip on your face and pulls his head back to admire your fucked-out expression. your pretty flushed face, the tears that start to trickle from the eyes he loves so much. you're doing so well for him, he thinks. he knows it's been a long night for you but he won't stop until he gets what he wants.
"daddyyy-" you manage. your eyes rolling to the back of your skull as jaafar huffs out a small laugh.
"yeahh, that's right baby" he pulls his bottom lip between his shiny teeth "you're being such a good girl f'me aren't you? daddy's good little girl`'