₊˚ 𓂃Jada williams headcannons ｡˚
summary — jada williams hcs <3
warnings — nsfw headcannons towards the end! mentions of oral, strap on, groping (yes consensual), breeding kink, jealousy, vibratorsss, semi-public sex, dom!jada but wbk! so basically just smut in the second half lol
authors note — lord knows we need more jada fanfics so enjoy! (y'all have @mrsarnold to thank for this), not all hcs are gonna have scenarios attached to them so pls don’t be disappointed😭and reminderrrrr im a newer writer and I haven't written since Feb so be kind or get blockedddd (esp with the smut ok) also reader is a cheerleader so imma mention cheer skirts :3
headcannon one — jada is all for soft launches while still keeping her relationship private.
jada was live when you came over. Recently she'd been taking her newfound attention (so just girls thirsting after her) and going live in her free time.
Your relationship isn't really a secret, it's more private and mostly people who had been a fan of jada for years knew about you.
as you put your purse and keys on the counter you call out- "jada, baby where are you?" your voice echos in room "In the room!" she replies
As you're walking to the room you can hear jada say "Who dat? that's my girl" you can hear the small smirk she always seems to have on her face when she tells other people that you're her girl.
as you open the door, jada looks up from her phone, slightly putting it down in the process and a soft smile appears on her face "hey my baby" you smile back and make your way to her as she slightly opens her arms.
getting comfortable, you both look over at the chat and everybody is going crazy
user 1: yo who is that?!?!
user 2: WE CAN'T HAVE SHIT
user 3: y'all late asf, they been together for 2 years
[replied to user 3] user 4: WHAT?
"user 3 right, y'all hella late" jada says, tilting her head more towards the camera with a smile on her face
user 4: HER ASS IS CHEESING! YALL SEE TS???
less to say, the internet was GEEKED by this live.
headcannon two — when she comes over, she purposefully leaves her clothes at your house because she knows she'll catch you wearing it the next day
every time jada comes over you've noticed something. She always forgets at least one piece of clothing, whether it be a jacket, hoodie, sweatpants, basketball shorts-- she always "forgets".
You find it kind of cute, how she always leave a piece of herself with you when you part ways, it makes you fall more inlove with her every time, and so you play into it.
Jada had come over again, in her usual tank top, basketball shorts and jacket, this time it was one with her number on it. Every weekend you and Jada had a routine movie night, the day when both of your schedules were perfectly synced and y'all would take advantage of that, a good movie--usually romance, comedy or mystery, a homecooked meal and brownies, one of yours and jada's favorite desserts.
and just like always, time had gone by fast. but you wanna know what was left behind? her basketball jacket with her number on it.
headcannon three – jada never fails to mention you when shes live, whether you’re there or not.
you and jada are seriouslyyy locked in (incase u haven't noticed yet) but that girl is down BAD!
she'll be on one of her usual lives that she does every few days and somebody could ask her the randomest question ahd she'll go "yeah my girl'--
user 5: jada what's your fav food?"
"oh what's my favorite food? mmm, to be honesttttt, anything my girl makes, her food is always good"
and it always comes out randomly, whether she means to or not because like i said-- SHE'S INCREDIBLY DOWN BADDDD
we all know jada has a second phone that she uses to text people from while she's live so if you're not there with her, the likely hood of her texting you is VERY high cause like i said she's down baddd.
she's on live, phone propped up and reading comments, answering what she can "jada how many tattoos do you have-- just my lower right arm, i wanna get more though" "favorite artist-- not gone lie my brain just went blank but probably the weeknd or SZA"
*ding* she stops and turns to the phone across the counter, reaching over she picks it up and opens it
the chat starts speeding up the faster her fingers type, she looks up from the phone and the first comment that catches her eye is "yo who got u smiling like thatttt" she chuckles "even though it's nun of yall business, my girl got me smiling like that"
It's similar when you are there, she'll be on live and she's tryna get your opinion of everyyyy little thing, but you know she keeps calling you over to wrap her arm around your waist and you're not complaining.
headcannon four – some people may not agree but jada is OVERLY cuddly and touchy! the second she sees you, she’s on you 🤭
jada likes to cuddle ok! many people assume that she isn’t the most touchy person but they don’t know her.
you could be chilling, laying on the couch, on your phone—minding your business and BOOM—there Jada comes, literally just plopping down and laying across your body.
"girl what the hell" you say, putting down your phone and looking at her. Jada on her phone just turns her head with a ? look on her face "what? I can't lay on you? you don't love me no mo'? she says with a scoff
"Girl boo, ur so dramatic, just shut up and look at your phone" you reply with a giggle, picking your phone back up as jada turns back to hers.
After a while, jada gets tired and as she starts dozing off, she lets out a quiet "mmm, missed you today" and all you can do is smile to yourself because you enjoy these little moments too and she knows it.
headcannon five — her love language is definitely physical touch and gift giving (with a lil side of acts of service)
her love language is 1000000000% physical touch, gift giving and acts of service.
she literally always has to be touching you. Y'all at dinner? She got her hand on your thigh. At an event? Arm around your shoulder or fingers laced with yours. At home? she's alwayssss touching you, she's def a back hug girly and a cuddler ok? she loves her a good movie night cuddle session okayyy!
headcannon one — Jada is a FANNNN of them cheer skirts reader has to wear, anytime she sees her in one all she can think of it "easy access"
"jada i gotta go to practice, but i'll call you when i get there and before i leave okay?" you tell her as you walk outta her bathroom, putting your cheer jacket on.
looking up from her laptop, she lets out a whistle noise "aye where you going wit all that" she says, moving her laptop beside her and standing up. You're grabbing your wallet, keys and phone as she walks up to you and as you go to walk around the counter she comes behind you
"girl I have to go, you doing too much!" you smack your lips, trying to move around her, your unsuccessful so instead you just look at her, lean in from a small peck and smile
“when u gotta be to practice?” she asks, eyebrows furrowed but her eyes playful, “30 ish minutes, tryna get there early today, why?”
“it’ll only take 6” she replies, it doesn’t click for you at first, replying back confused with a “what’ll only—” your sentence is cut off when jada’s hands, once resting on ur waist now sliding to your ass— “jada no.”
“come on baby, you don’t even have to take the uniform off! easy access.” a smug look resting on her face as she smirks.
headcannon two — y'all have a shared playlist and guess what the first song is? 'girl you loud' by c breezy and tyga
MINDDDD YOU! THESE ARE THE LYRICS:
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
headcannon three — we all know jada got muscles and stamina for daysssss and she puts it to GOOD use okay.
"jada, don't stop. oh my fod fuck don't-" your voice choked out as your orgasm ripples into you. thighs squeezing around her head as your body tensing up. jada, whose been working you TIREDD for the past 2 hours, finally comes up, lips swollen, body glistening.
she hovers over you, leaning down to give you a kiss that you lean into. you guys kinda just hover over each other and for a min, it's just a calm quietness resting in the room.
until she gets up and walks away, you just assume she's grabbing a towel until she comes back. You look up from your position and in her hand is a strap. "jada…." you groan out, resting your arm over your eyes
in the back you can hear her footsteps move closer and closer until she's right in front of you "just give me one more baby."
headcannon four — she has a breeding kink. that's it.
“fucking made for this,” she groans out as she presses her forehead to yours, her hands pressing low against your stomach “made to take me, hold me right here…”you moan in response, pleasure seizing in your body
“Mine… you hear me? All mine yeah? nobody else ever gon’ have you like this…“ her hips moving faster and deeper as she whispers in your ears, voice getting more strained as the base of the strap rubs against her clit
Her grip gets bruising, fingers digging in like she’s trying to mark you from the inside out. Sweat drips down her temples, jaw clenched, breath ragged as she chases that high—“Gon’ fuck a baby into you… gon’ make you mine in every way… you want that, huh? Say it. Say you want it.”
And when you do? Oh yeah—it’s a wrap. Her whole body shudders, a deep, guttural groan ripping from her throat as she presses as deep as humanly possible, staying there, holding you close like if she lets go, the moment disappears.
headcannon five — she loves to concept of vibrating panties (y'all have ATLEAST 2 pairs at her place ALONE.
she makes you put them out before dinner with her friends, girls from her team and a few of her older friends being there. you guys had never used the panties outside of either of your homes, but right before leaving she comes out behind and hands you a pair
“put ‘em on” you look at her like she’s crazy but happy wife happy life I guess? The dress you’re wearing falls a few inches above your knee, it’s a cute black dress with a black lacy material on top and you have a simple pair of black heels to match. On your left wrist you’re wearing a silver bracelet with a JW on it (her initials ofc) and on ur left is sitting a simple (but BLINGEDDDDD out) silver bracelet that jada got for you for your birthday. and now you have a pair of black, lacy, vibrating underwear to match.
you don’t know when she’s planning on turning it on, she doesn’t tell you but thats apart of her little game, shes mot the type for PDA but if u make her mad? oh absolutely. you’re 30 minutes into dinner when she first turns it on, “im telling her like you didn’t— ” you stop, breathe catching, “you okay baby?” your girlfriend says, turning her head to look at you, a small smirk that only you can see resting on her face.
“yeah yeah I just remembered something, tryna figure out if I left the bedroom window open” you chuckle out awkwardly as you try not to make the others suspicious. and just like that the conversation continues, someone else continues and you chime in every now.
as dinner goes on, she’d bring the level up, especially when you’re in the middle of a conversation, watching your reaction from the corner of her eye to see how you handle yourself. And one again so she know when she turn it down.
she can tell when you’re about to come, the way you’re body freezes up, and your breathing starts becoming too harsh, and so she turns it off, watching as your body visibly deflates, hand covering you’re mouth slightly so that nobody can see how you’re mouth is begging to open—nobody else notices it, but jada? she always notices.
headcannon seven — YALL GET MATCHING TATTOOS!!!! you tattooed her initals and jersey number near your.. nvm
“baby we should get matching tattoos” you blurt one randomly one day, jada’s hand playing in your hair—law & order svu playing on the tv. The hand in your hair slows down slightly, “yeah?” she looks down at you as your attention, once on the TV, was now on her,
“yeah” you reply. she's quiet for a while and you can feel her staring at you but then she shrugs with a little “you know what, whatever you want ma” leaning downwards to kiss your forehead.
the next day you and jada go to the shop, the place where she got her arm done. You hadn’t actually expected her to say yes, but you’re happy she did, because you knew exactly where you wanted to put it. After waiting in the lobby for a few minutes, Jada gets guided to a room on the right, you on the left.
“okay so what tattoo do you want and where?” the artist - belle asks you as she lines up her equipment
"I was thinking the number 8, like with a hashtag and then the initials J. W, and like right here." you say, pointing to the area resting above your hipbone on the right.
it'd been 5 weeks since you got your tattoos, and since summer had finally arrived so you and jada decided to go to the beach with a few of your friends. she still didn't know where you'd gotten your tattoo, but she was about to find out
you went with a simple red bikini, the bottom sitting low on your hips and top fitting snug on your chest, and on top you wore a pair of denim jeans. Since you had already been at the beach for about 30 minutes already, you decided to get up and swim, jada was mid conversation when you pulled you're shorts off, picking them up and placing them in your seat. But as you were about to turn and walk off to the beach and meet your friend who was waving at you, jada stops.
"baby. What's that?" she says, her eyebrows furrowed, mouth open slightly, and eyes focused on near your hip
you hum in reply "what?" a slight smirk on your face, she gestures for you to come here and when you get close enough, she grabs your hand and guides you down to her, now sitting on her lap, one of her hand's rests on your leg and the other drifts to the tattoo
"so that's where you put it?" her voice low and rough as her tongue runs over her bottom lip, "mhm, perfect spot right?" replying as you tilt your head, looking into her eyes which were settled on the tattoo.
"perfect spot? hell yeah" she looks up at you, and for a second thats all she does, is just stare. "fuck it" jada says, leaning in-- her lips finally finding yours, she grabs your face, kiss deepening within seconds, tongues gliding against each other.
a voice comes out of nowhere starting the both of you "yo....y/n" you turn, it's your friend, and all of a sudden you remember you're in public, surrounded by your friends and kids and you shrink "shit my bad, I'm coming" you say, getting up from jada's lap, you lean down giving her a peck on the lips, "later" you tell her before walking away
headcannon ten — She's not for PDA, let alone physical sex in public but god forbid u stand a lil too close to someone and giggle. She finna drag u into the family bathroom, the car and even a restaurant bathroom (that people could walk into.) for a lil quickie!!
jada doesn't do PDA, hand holding, a hand around the waist sure, you'll give her that but she's pretty PDA no. Even kissing is rare for you guys, and definitely NOT sex. Not anywhere someone can hear or see because--and i quote "you think I'd let somebody hear what's mine? hell no, you mine not nobody else's." so to say she's possessive is putting it lightly
but god forbid you stand too close to someone, let out a giggle too long (or flirty in her opinion), jada gets POSSESIVE real quick and all that "no PDA" bullshit goes out the window, you can barely even get out a word as she walks up to you and however you're talking to before she drags you to the family bathroom.
she has your back to the wall, hands roaming as her mouth roam your neck "you need to watch yourself. smiling and laughing--nah not laughing, giggling all up in her face like that, fuck wrong with you?"
and next thing you know, she's got one hand up your skirt and pulling your panties to the side, and the other one pressed against your throat.
you guys come out 6 minutes later, you're skirt slightly ruffled, lips swollen and legs trembling, jad aon the other hand is put together, shirt smooth, composed and a smug look on her face
headcannon eleven — She handholds during sex. U tryna push her away? FINGERS INTERLOCKEDD🤭 and a small “stop pushing me away or ima leave u just like this"
you squirm away from her, moans echoing out, slowly turning into screams-- trying to push her head away from you. her head leans up slightly "aye stop moving" she says trying to hold you down, continuing to squirm, you ignore her.
she removes her hands from under your thighs, taking a hold of your hands that are trying to push her away, she interlocks her hands with yours and- "stop pushing me away or ima leave u just like this"
headcannon twelve — we alr discussed that shes an ass girl earlier, so can u guess her fav position? reverse cowgirl and doggy style.
Jada leans back on the headboard, palming at your waist, hip dips, ass, whatever she can get a hold of-- watching as you bounce on her strap, "yeah ma.... just like that" she says, her voice low and raspy
her arm reaches down, taking ahold of your waistline, moving you back and forth on her -- the strap rubbing perfectly against her clit
"My favorite view fuck, c’mon baby keep going." her head tilting back, slightly hitting the bedframe.
headcannon thirteen — she’s def a hard dom I feel and she usually gets off from ur pleasure but occasionally she’ll be on the receiving end
usually jada doesn't receive, and i mean you have no problem with that, a pillow princess for YEARSSS fuck days. But when she does let you get her off? yeah ur not taking that for advantage.
you drop to your knees, hands resting on her spread thighs. "You know what i want." is all she says, her heavy gaze burning into yours, cloudy and gone. You start pressing small kisses on her inner thighs, slowly making your way to her cunt when she pulls your hair
"Don't make me tell you twice" she tells you, licking her lips. You pause before leaning back down, going farther this time and coming face to face with her pussy, burying your face in it.
it's DIRTY i mean IM TALMBOUT INNITTTTT! your mouth is moving fast, messy--you're tongue desperate to scoop up every little drop leaking from her. Her fingers tangle in your braids, holding you closer to her with every second that passes "Don't stop, fuck" she muttered, body sinking more into the bed.
You moan into her, tongue flicking her clit, sucking--just doing whatever to pull those sounds from out of her because you know it's gonna be the last time for a while.
Every sharp gasp, low groan, commands and compliment she gives you just further fuels the feeling in your stomach
"so fucking good for me" her grip on your hair tightening even more, pushing you more into her, her body leaning back on the bed in pleasure
