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❛❛⠀⠀𝓗achi !⠀⠀: ⠀🪷 ⠀arab. sheher prns , 9teen bi ! # writing blog ✿ chronic movie watcher * ethel cain maxxing . iced coffee . . star wars n marvel nerd !
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and if I wrote freaky!nikki x reader based off the jennifer's body scene where succubus jennifier and needy make out what then
it's up <3
𓏲 ✴ unsettling seduction ✷ ꣓
nikki freeman × f!reader
𓏲 sypnosis : nikki, your childhood best friend who you've had a long time crush on, pops up in your room in the dead of night. knowing nikki's been acting off for weeks, events turn as you question the sudden intrusion. (based off the jennifer's body scene where jennifer pops up in needy's room and make out)
cw ✿ freaky!nikki, nikki's jennifer here and reader's needy, toxic relationship, slight angst, makeout, pet names, dry humping.
"Hi."
you jolt out of bed, screaming being your first reaction as you smashed the bedside lamp on, lighting up the room for you to see who the hell was with you. the quiet moment where you were about to drift off interrupted by a voice you knew all too well.
"shh! calm dow—"
"what the fuck nikki!?" you shout with wide eyes, breath heaving from how jumpscared you were. you try to control your breathing knowing its nikki who's here and not some stranger, but nevertheless, you knew this was unlike nikki. it made your sadness mixed with frustration, wanting to know what's wrong with your best friend for the past few weeks grow even bigger.
"get out!" you're too shocked and pissed to even think properly, as you point to your room door. you didn't even want to deal with nikki's usual demeanor right now. you were tired of everything.
"but we always share your bed when we have sleepovers?" she pouts, brows furrowing. it made you calm down a bit, having a pang of guilt for yelling at her.
you stand dumbfounded as she remains on the bed. while you slowly begin to gain composure, she gets on her knees and moves to you, now at the same height, as she adjusts your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear with a smile.
"I'm not gonna bite." she assures, not quite reaching you yet. you stare with confusion at her hands moving your hair to the side. your attention's caught to the band tee she was wearing, remembering a vague memory of having given it to her as a spare when she stayed over.
"is that my t-shirt?" you question. she countinues caressing your hair and curls the ends by her finger. she doesnt reply as she looks you in the eyes.
she slowly brings her face to yours, and with widening eyes you realize what she's doing.
she gives you a peck by the side of your mouth, smiling, then bringing both her hands to the sides of your face, thumb swiping over your lower lip softly, tilting her head to bring you into a kiss.
it happens slow, a small peck, pulling slightly away, then one in your lower lip, then swiping her tongue over your mouth.
she pulls away and drops herself on the bed she's on, splayed down and just so beautiful, you thought. without hesitation, you get on the bed, cornering her on top of her as you reach down for another kiss.
you moan softly as it gets more heated, desperate for more, and nikki brings her knee to your hip, wanting you closer. sighing against her lips as she runs her hands on your lower back, top rolling up as you moan into her mouth, wanting more.
and like an elastic breaking, buzzing in the back of your head, you open your eyes and push yourself off, turning yourself sideways and landing beside her on the bed, "what the fuck is happening!?" you shout in confusion, getting up instantly, turning around to face her.
"woah! I said calm down, angel, there's no reason to—"
"and now you have pet names for me!? oh great, ghosted me for weeks, now you want to love me??" you shout out, heart racing full of pent up emotions you've been meaning to spill out the next time you and her were alone.
"I'm done, I'm really fucking done. I might aswell call the police for trespassing into my house!" you knew deep within you you'd never actually do that.
"you wouldn't do that," she'd smile, nodding her head slightly, smile being too wide it almost made you shiver. "you love me, baby, you think I couldnt tell?" she states out, looking at you with dark eyes.
your heart could've almost stopped. so long of you having your feelings hidden deep down within you, days where you'd look at her while she wasn't looking and think about how life could be if you had her to yourself and she had you. all the nights, days, years spent trying to ignore it. you couldn't ignore right now the fact that you accepted her the second she fell on the bed.
it was unbearable to ignore that you wanted her so bad.
and without another word said, you jump into her, your hands holding her face as you kiss her passionately again. your tongues fight in between your mouths messily, biting back a moan as you grind into her. her hands continue roaming under your shirt on your back, and she kisses you with the same fervor back.
you knew something was wrong with her the moment she dissapeared out of your daily life. you knew it was wrong, to do this without talking about everything that's going on beforehand. but right now, that was completely drowned out of your thoughts, the only thing circling in your head is how much you've loved her. for so long.
a/n : I wrote this instead of sleeping early, and I need freaky nikki so bad. but anyways, jennifier and nikki are so similar, I had to write this, plus I'm glad alot of ppl enjoyed my last fic ♡
there’s so much AI generated fics in the rpf community it drives me crazy 😭😭😭 nobody is forcing you guys to “write” please stop clogging up the tags with slop. this is why it’s 37 degrees outside
and if I wrote freaky!nikki x reader based off the jennifer's body scene where succubus jennifier and needy make out what then
you’ve met me at a very spanish time in my life
almost extra time vamos espanaaa 🥹🥹 stressing
this match is absolutely generational. I can't believe I almost didn't watch this
𓏲 ✴ kisses over dinner ✷ ꣓
nikki freeman × f!reader
𓏲 sypnosis : a dinner with your best friend at a fancy restaurant in between a busy week to wind off and spend time with each other, results in you getting foggy from alcohol. she offers you to stay, and it ends in hidden feelings to unfold.
cw ✿ best friends to lovers trope, bear is mentioned, reader works at the record store with bear, sarah and ian. nikki is a writer, set before the events of obsession where the one wish willow never happens, implied internalised homophobia (?), love confessions, not proofread
The week has been restless.
Similar as any week while working at a music store for hours on end 5 days a week, except this week had more to it. Restocking that didn't seem to end, costumers that wouldn't stop bragging about out of stock records, and two co workers who can't stop slacking off due to nonstop conversations, causing you to having to do more of the work given to you out of spite.
Your only favorite time of the week, however, is going home and having a conversation over the phone with your best friend, nikki. she'd tell you about her days trying to become a writer, which she was very passionate about. it made you very happy for her, you knew she'd be a remarkable writer.
"But anyways, " she stated. "we haven't seen each other in so long, work has been taking a toll on us, hasn't it? How about a date somewhere, we could go have dinner at that sushi restaurant you'd been swooning over for the past couple weeks." she suggested.
You'd caught her attention after fidgetting with your nail immediatly. "I wasn't swooning! The food just looked, too good.." you giggled, a playful hum coming from her. "But I'd love to, nikki, friday tomorrow?"
"Friday tomorrow it is." she'd reply back. "well, I have to look at a few emails, it's getting late isn't it?" You checked the wall clock. oh wow, time really passed by whenever you're having fun conversations with her.
"Yea, it is. I should go too, time really passes by when we're on call together."
"Really does. well then, goodnight!" She'd chime.
"Goodnight, nik." You'd reply with a smile.
The call ended.
You got up and immediatly thought about how she'd called it a "date", something in you wished it would be classified as an actual, romantic date. but you don't ever thing you'd get that lucky, well then, you were excited nothingless.
the restaurant was lively.
A bunch of chatter from people ordering and conversations at tables, clinking of kitchenware, and the subtle waft of something yummy. however none of this phased you. You sat fidgetting with your necklace, occasionally adjusting the strap on your shoulder as you waited for her to arrive. just as you were going to pick up your phone out of boredom, you spotted a familiar person at the corner of your eye.
She was beautiful. She wasn't wearing anything extravagant, however she was just as pretty as you know her. You didn't realize she'd already taken a seat across you before you could comprehend.
"Sorry if you waited too long, "she'd smile as she adjusted her purse, "traffic's been trouble, as the usual."
You'd smile at her and tell her no worries, before you waved at a waitress to come get your orders. Over the time at dinner, you talked more freely than you usually do together on the phone, occasionally glancing at her hair, her lashes, then drifting to her collarbone peeking from behind the top's end.
You'd always have found her stunning, and feelings you never thought you'd feel would start forming the more your friendship went, starting to believe this may not be casual. The end of every phone call, every hangout with the others, and every talk would leave you to your thoughts being consumed by her.
You'd even have thought of letting out your feelings to her in a quiet space, far from everyone. You beat yourself too much over it sometimes, but you just couldn't think about doing it. You were so afraid of ruining what you now had, the closeness of your friendship, and bear had seemed, which you figured out from being together, to have a liking in her, you were most probably a goner either way.
"I'm not feeling it to call a cab today, traffic's probably still going on, it would take an hour," She'd complain as you were brought back to the present by nikki's change in subject. you internally cursed yourself for not focusing on what she was ranting about beforehand. "could you drop me home? I could drive if you'd like."
how could you say no? you'd forever love her presence around. "perfectly fine with me, nik, I could even drive."
nikki doesn't respond to you as she finds a waiter's attention to get the bill, a few minutes later and you're out the restaurant.
nikki rounds up to the car's driver door before you speak, "nikki, you don't have to—" you attempt to interject what she's about to do.
"I'd love to drive, just let me." without replying back, letting her do what she offered, you enter the car with her.
the ride home was just casual talk, a mix between the restaurant's food, details she'd just remembered on a drama she told you about, and just work feelings. the ride went quiet on the last minutes home, indicating the tiredness that stretched out on you both.
"well, here we are." nikki says mostly to herself as she rounds up to the sideway, hitting the brakes and she sighs. upon feeling the quietness, she turns around to see you asleep.
she can't hide the subtle smile that comes through her, before shaking your shoulder slightly with a, "hey, sleepyhead, I'm home." before you slowly become conscious.
"I don't think with your state right now you could drive home, you could stay at mine? I'd love—"
"no nik, you've already drove us, I can go home, let me just switch seats," you mumble back tiredly before reaching for the door handle, opening, before you're stopped as her hand shoots out to your arm.
"please?" you'd see her eyebrows furrow in worry and half desperation, in your sleepy state, you couldn't bring yourself to once again reject, a part of yourself wanting to stay with her like she'd request (out of worry, as you'd thought).
"alright." you'd say in defeat as she smiled, before rounding up to your garage. your mind was still hazy from sleep as she took you inside, but you were too out of it to let go of the hand that was leading you to the door. maybe you had too much to drink.
time passed, maybe half an hour, and you were laying down on the living room couch. you were starting to get out of your foggy state and before you knew it, you got up after feeling a wave of boredom settle around you.
"better now?" you'd see nikki appear from behind the couch, a glass of water in her hand, she'd changed to pjs, which you were glad happened because you truly didn't want to see her uncomfy in her own house.
"Yes, thank you, nik. I don't know what I'd do without you."
It was left unanswered as she smiled and sad with you down, there wasn't much to say now, as she'd probably have a change of clothes for you by the other room, and knowing her house all too well anyways.
You suddenly felt a pang of something within you. Was this it? Maybe you could—
But as always, the overwhelming thoughts came back. The possibilities it could go wrong, the chances, others, what if it was never meant to be—
But you look at her right now in awe, thinking what it would be like to be with her all the time, to love her all the time, to wake up to see her, and sometimes, it keeps you up at night, for what if you could try? You'd never have the thoughts that swarm your brain ever answered if you didn't voice it out.
"Nikki?" You'd break the silence, you thought if maybe your voice sounded too small.
"Yup?" She'd turn your head to you, "Does your head still hurt? I could give you—" she was always so attentive to you, it made you want to kiss her every single time to shut her up.
"No, not that, I'm fine, there's just something I've been meaning to tell you."
suddenly the room felt a tad bit warmer, From your nervousness, you thought, and she was looking directly at you, brows turned slightly in confusion and patience.
"nikki, I— you're an amazing friend, I don't know if I could live without you by my side, we spend so much time together, talk to eachother so much, it makes me think about how much we mean to each other." you talked. you felt like you were saying too much, but nikki, ever the listener, sat there with a small smile at what you've been saying, however still listening.
"It makes me wonder if we could spend the rest of our lives together." You'd mumble out. Nikki didn't really seem to get it.
"We'll always be together, you'd always see me and we'll always be friends, I'm just concerned about what you're saying right now—"
"I love you, nikki. I want to soend the rest of my life being yours." You'd finally let out, no wraps around it, just the complete truth, that you love her.
the room stayed silent. you started fidgetting with your nail at some point as you immediately turned your sight down out of waiting for an answer.
You'd feel, then see a hand holding yours, and as you turned your head up, saw her, before she took her other hand to hold the side of your face. "Can I?"
Your heart started beating from your chest, as you mumbled a "mhm", you once again hated how small your voice sounded.
Before being able to even blink, she planted her lips against yours, the hand that was holding yours going up to hold the other side of your face, it took you a second or two before you leaned into the kiss. You don't know how long you stayed there for, but it didn't matter to you, you were right where you wanted to be.
Shes the first to let go for air, before you both fell into a fit of giggling, it was stupid really, but you were just filled with so many emotions. "I thought you'd think of me that way, to be honest, I did too, I guess it took longer for me to accept that before you did." she'd reply back to you.
And you'd smile back, and hold her face, before going back for another. you'd stay in this moment forever, your lips with hers, feeling her heartbeat against your own, and you'd think to how fortunate you were to have a perfect angel like her.
a/n : my first female character fic :) I took longer to write this than I thought, but I'm so glad I finally wrote a fic after so long. I love nikki so very much and just wanted to write something sweet w her ♡
TEMPTED TO TOUCH lamine yamal
summary. lamine can’t get enough of you
content. established relationship, curly haired reader, fluff, suggestive??
the room is warm, golden light spilling from the lamp above the mirror, turning your curls into little rings of honey as you twist and pin them just right. you’re half-dressed, still working on the last step of your makeup, one hand reaching for your lip gloss while the other tucks a loose strand behind your ear.
you can feel him before you see him. lamine’s been leaning in the doorway for god knows how long, shoulders relaxed, that soft, lazy smile on his face that he only ever gives you. he doesn’t say anything at first, just watches you. watches how you tilt your head, how your fingers move, how the fabric of your dress slips a little down your shoulder when you reach for your hairbrush.
“you know,” he says finally, voice low and warm, “you don’t have to try this hard to be the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen, mi vida.”
you snort, but your cheeks go warm. “says the guy who’s been staring at me like crazy for the past ten minutes. come here and help instead of being creepy?”
he laughs, quiet and bright, and pushes off the doorframe. he walks slow, like he’s got all the time in the world, until he’s right behind you. his reflection looks so good: soft blue hoodie, messy curls, eyes dark and bright all at once, until he steps close enough that his chest brushes your back, his arms looping loose around your waist, pulling you right against him.
“creepy? i’m just admiring what’s mine, mami,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of your neck, slow and warm. “i can’t help it. look at you.”
you lean back into him, your hands resting over his where they’re curled around your stomach. “you’re being dramatic. i’m just getting ready to go out.”
“just getting ready?” he tilts his head, his nose brushing your jaw, and you shiver a little when his lips graze your skin. “you look like this and say it’s ‘just getting ready’? mi amor, you’re gonna make me cancel our plans and keep you right here instead.”
he turns you gently in his arms, his hands sliding slow down to your hips, fingers squeezing just enough to make your breath catch. his eyes dart over your face: your makeup, your eyes, your lips, then down to your dress, to your curls falling over your shoulders. he tucks one ringlet back, his thumb brushing your cheekbone.
“did your hair all nice, huh?” he says, leaning in to kiss your forehead, then the tip of your nose. “looks so good. but it’d look even better if it was all messy, like it is when you wake up next to me.”
you bite your lip to hide your smile, looping your arms around his neck. “is that a threat?”
“it’s a promise, mami,” he grins, and it’s that teasing, sharp little smile that always makes your stomach flip. he leans closer, his lips brushing yours slow, not quite kissing you yet. “you look so perfect. too perfect. makes me wanna mess you up a little. make you forget how pretty you look just so i can be the only one who gets to see you like this.”
he kisses you then. slow at first, then deeper, his hand coming up to cup the back of your neck, tangling gentle in your curls. you can feel him smiling against your mouth when you sigh, your fingers tugging lightly at the hair at the nape of his neck.
“see?” he mumbles, pulling back just enough to rest his forehead against yours. “already got you distracted. told you i wouldn’t be able to behave.”
“you never behave,” you tease, but you’re leaning into him, your hands sliding under his hoodie to rest on his warm waist. “that’s why i like you.”
he huffs a quiet laugh, kissing the corner of your mouth, then your jaw, then down to your throat, right where your pulse jumps fast. “yeah? and i like you best like this: all soft, all mine, looking at me like i’m the only thing that matters.” his hands slide slow up your sides, light and warm, and he presses another kiss to your collarbone, right where your dress slips down. “but… if you really wanna go out… i guess i can share you for a little while. but only if you let me hold your hand the whole time. and kiss you the second we get back.”
“only if you kiss me right now too,” you say, tugging him closer.
“anything for you, mi corazón,” he whispers, and kisses you again, just a little bit hungry, like he’s already counting down the minutes until he can get you back here, just the two of you, no plans, no rush. “besides… we both know you’re not leaving here without me marking you as mine first. even if it’s just a little.”
💌 aya’s note. i fell for the football huzz 😔😔😔 #DONTSAVEHERSHEDONTWANNABESAVED
for people who give the reader a name or tag 'x reader' under oc x canon just know there's a specific place for you in hell, i hate you all
tonight's match irritated me to the maximum I genuinely need a break
ᢉ𐭩 — going to the store with keigo is always a fun thing! he’s a pro hero that constantly attracts attention and doesn’t mind it. but once the tables turn, oh, he minds it.
a/n: i love him smm. hawks swoop me up pls and thank you
you’re dragging the avian hero through the mall, pointing at all kinds of shiny things. luckily for the two of you, it’s not a crowded day.
yes, there’s a few people and the occasional, “oh em gee! it’s hawks!” and he gives his practiced wave, but none of it gets to your head.
are you a pro hero yourself? no. but what’s there to worry about when you know he’s yours?
he’s lost in his mindless thoughts when you tug on his hand. “kei, are you listening to me?” he blinks. “yeah, angel.”
you frown slightly. “then what did i say?”
a beat of silence.
“you look gorgeous today, y’know.”
you roll your eyes with a groan and tug him forward to one of your favorite stores, “whatever. c’mon, i need to restock on some makeup.”
he simply laughs in response. that carefree, light one of his that warms your veins. “don’t be like that, sugar. drag me wherever you want, i’m not complaining.”
now, you’re not even five minutes into the store, and something hasn’t sat right with him since the moment you walked in. he wouldn’t say anything to worry you, of course, but a set of eyes have been on the two of you for a bit.
not on keigo, but on you specifically.
the man moves when the two of you move, stops when you stop. he’s practically ogling you and it’s all so deliberate, and the guy’s not even trying to hide it.
it’s really getting on keigo’s last nerve.
he’s watching you while you sort through the different glosses of your favorite brand, concentration etched all over your face.
“i dunno,” you murmur, more to yourself than to the bird next to you. “they’re all cute shades, but i only really need one of them.”
keigo hums noncommittally, his eyes flickering to the dude still watching you before returning.
he’s a little surprised you haven’t noticed, seeing that the dude’s burning holes into the side of your head.
“i’ll get you all of them if you want me to.”
your eyes widen a bit. “what? isn’t that a little much?”
“are you doubting my ability to spoil you?”
your hands come up in defense. “no! it’s just like— over the top, no? it’s a lot to spend on me.”
“nothing’s over the top when it comes to you.” he gestures to the selections with his head. “c’mon, take what you want.”
you shift your weight, feeling the heat creep up. “thank you, keigo.” you murmur. he chuckles in response, bending slightly and placing a firm kiss to your temple.
“anything for you.” he says warmly. his eyes stay on you for a moment longer, watching you pick the lippies that you wanted.
then, his gaze trails up to the stalker’s. locked. and full of intensity. the stalker only lasts a few seconds before his composure starts to break.
furrowed brows, to relaxed, to wider, darting eyes, to slowly backing away.
keigo’s eyes narrow. yeah, the no. 2 pro can be scary too.
with a satisfied sigh, you turn and hold up the tiny basket full of your choices for your boyfriend to see. “‘kay, i got them.”
“got ‘em?” he echoes, a song-like tune hanging to his voice. he’s not looking at you.
unfortunately for keigo, you notice the expression on his face.
you tilt your head. “you okay?” keigo’s eyes lock with yours immediately, forcing a smile. “‘course, baby.”
but you frown anyway, turning your head over your shoulder. the stalker’s standing there, but he looks like he’s seen his death flash in front of him.
a warm hand lands on your chin, guiding your head. “eyes on me, angel. nothing to worry about.” keigo purrs.
he closes the distance in a gentle kiss, earning a squeal from you. nonetheless, you melt into it, one arm steadying yourself around his shoulder.
unbeknownst to you, keigo’s eyes opened in the moment, landing onto the weirdo following you two. and he finally took that as the hint to back the hell off.
serves him right. only kind of attention that needs to be on you is keigo’s, and he sure as hell made that clear.
‘Cause, baby, I’ve never seen brown eyes look so blue ˚⊹ ༉‧₊˚.
Listened to nettles today and thought of his big beautiful brown eyes sigh
someone said secretary reader x mature!mj on tt. computah, give me more.
the tiktok mj fandom baffle me all the time, because why r half of yall pressed and talking abt some "we've gone too far" when u see mj headcannons and fics 💔 mj literally had seen people write fanfiction abt him back then and didn't gaf. plus where is the disrespect in wanting to write being with a famous person.. the fiction in fanFICTION is there for a reason. this didn't happen, won't happen and is all purely fictional and okay! whenever you write angst, fluff or (if its ur cup of tea) smut abt him, as long as you're respectful and don't write weird topics with him, nothings wrong. this is the king of pop u all, he knows he's got a humongous fan base.