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babydoll - ari abdul
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babydoll - ari abdul
ngl i wanna be your rockstar girlfriend and where dark colors well still being cute and feminine…
the fits have no accessories bc it was late but should i add to them and make them a lil bit more rockstar vibes?? lmk
Hear me the hell out on Ella Boh and Ari Abdul in Pretty Baby because omg
They're fine as hell and I'm so grateful to be omnisexual with them in my life
-ari abdul-
ari abdul fan ficcccc!
warnings: angst and smuttttt
FIRST FIC AND NOT PROOF READ SOOOOOOO ENJOY
(you have a dislike for the singer ari abdul but are forced by your manager to attempt to collaborate on a song together and the collaboration goes a little too far)
you have yet to meet a person who annoys you more than arianna abdul. you both are in the alternative indie pop genre and something about her is just aggravating. she carries herself with such a big ego for an artist so small and unknown. yeah she had one song that blew up but it was only on tiktok and barely known now.
you cant be talking because you yourself are a small artist but still, atleast you admit it, ari just acts like shes hot shit.
your manager arranged a collab with her a while back and it was like she was trying to tell YOU what to do like shes the higher up compared to you.
it was insufferable and with that, the collab fell through. from then on you decided, fuck ari abdul and her music.
“come on sky you know this will be good for recognition, you just have to stay professional” - your manager said encouragingly
“i cant do it. do you know how irritating she is? and she tries to keep this act of being a innocent artist just trying to help, its insufferable!” you say
“well we’re gonna just go to the studio to meet with her, if you want to leave genuinely, then we can leave and you won’t have to speak to her again.”
“fine.”
you walk into the recording studio and are greeted by none other than arianna abdul herself.
“hey sky”
you roll your eyes, “ari”
“what’s the attitude for?” she laughs and you somehow are more upset by her laugh and tone than you are by even her presence
“youre irritating and im forced to do this so quit the small talk and let’s just do this” you say impatiently
“yes maam”
“ew”
you guys sit there for a minute and she shows you the instrumental she has been working on
“i’m thinking like an obsessive kind of song, like no matter how hard you try to just get rid of the thought of them, they always always always are in the back of your mind. like you would go to the ends of the earth for them” she explains, clearly passionate in her so called art
“i guess i could fuck with it” you say
“good i don’t think you had a choice” she smiles at you while saying that, you get goosebumps as she looks at you, her eyes looking you up and down but you chalk that up to just your skin crawling due to the disgust she brings you
“whatever”
“yeah whatever” she laughs “now i have a verse written that i think you would be perfect for”
“will i like it?” you inquire
“i mean ill like hearing these words come out that mouth of yours” she says and hands you a paper”
“so that’s a no”
she has you sing about a deep love and admiration for someone, so deep that it feels like the world stops when they are around. feels like your chest tightens when you see them and the way they look at you makes you get more entranced by the second. you immerse yourself in what youre singing, genuinely feeling what is meant to be felt, even if you dont have anyone particularly in mind.
ari looks at you softly, nodding like she made the right decision to have you be on the song.
“youre doing perfectly” she says
“i dont know if thats a compliment coming from you” you say annoyed
“lose the fucking attitude.” she says sharply which is random because she doesnt ever drop the persona she has
“yes maam” you say reluctantly
“good.”
you guys talk some more and change a few lyrics here and there and right another verse, this time its ari singing, and its about an unreciprocated love for someone who doesnt care.
the lyrics are specific but you pay no mind, this is a job, nothing else.
“i want to sing it all together, you sing the first verse and ill the do the second but we both sing the chorus. do the higher melody, i know you can” she orders
you roll your eyes, annoyed by her ability to order you around and think shes in charge. “okay whatever”
you both sing the song, looking at eachother as you do so. ari sings about being utterly obsessed with this person who will never understand the love she has for them. she sings about enjoying the bickering and attitude given to her.
you look at her a certain way, like you think its about you but dont want it to be, but at the same time, you dont want it to be about anyone other than you.
you have to remind yourself you hate this girl. this girl with her sharp deep brown eyes, and majestic hair, perfect smile and a voice that makes your legs shake- no. this is professional and you hate her.
when the instrumental is finished running its course and you both are done singing, you look at her.
“so whos the unlucky girl?” you inquire with a smirk
“okay fuck you and did i ever say it was about someone?” she bites back
“seems like it, your eyes tell it all.”
“oh you mean the eyes you wont stop staring at?” she smiles
“fuck off, i just am professional and know how to make eye contact thank you!” you snap
“so being professional means looking at me like you want to pounce on me?”
“was not!”
“sure baby” she smirks, knowing that her words are getting to you
“j-just shut up okay?!?!” you say getting nervous with each word she says
“come on sky, you know you like it. stop pretending you hate me already”
“i do hate you. youre annoying and self centered!” you argue back
“then stop stuttering and show me how much you hate me” she steps closer
“ari.”
“skyler.” she takes another step closer
as she comes closer to you, you find yourself giving in, wanting more. and you arent mad about it.
“tell me how much you want me baby.” ari says grabbing your chin
“i-“
“you…” she says softly “you got it”
“i want you.” what the fuck are you even saying right now
this is ari abdul. the girl you hate. the girl who annoys you and makes your skin crawl. the girl who makes you lean into her touch more as her eyes go to your lips.
“good girl.” she kisses you
her hands go to your waist as your arms wrap around her neck. she kisses you passionately, as if shes been waiting for this moment since the first interaction you had.
you push her onto the chair in the studio and straddle her. still making sure your mouth is on her.
she lets out a gasp as she falls back onto the chair but is quickly cut off by your lips on hers.
her hand trails down and she grabs your ass, still kissing you, she makes you rock back and forth on her.
your mouth drops open and youre gasping. she takes this as a chance to kiss and bite on your neck, making sure to get every inch of you.
“a-ari..”
“yeah baby? im right here, youre doing so good for me angel.” she reassures you.
she slips her hand under you and presses her palm into your groin, letting out a moan of success when she hears the sounds that come out of your filthy mouth.
“just like that, you sound so good for me angel” she says in between sucking on your neck
“f-fuck! i h-hate you” you attempt to say
“oh do you? the moans say otherwise”
she then slips her hand into your pants, then your undergarments. “awh so wet for me” she remarks
“oh fuck you, this is probably your wet dream” you say trying to still have the upper hand
“no baby clearly its yours” and with that she slides two fingers inside you. immediately immersing herself in the tightness around her middle and ring finger.
you let out a loud gasp and moan once you feel the curling inside of you, giving you exactly what you didnt know you needed this entire time.
“i-i-im” you try to make out a sentence but cant as your mind turns to mush due to the movements of her fingers
“youre what baby? you gonna cum for mommy?” she says picking up the pace
“f-fuck y-y-yes” you barely get out but before you reach your climax you hear the door of the studio opening and sprawl to get up
both of your managers stand in the doorway with a shocked expression and ari does nothing but lick her fingers
“the room isnt soundproof by the way.” your manager says
“well atleast you both have agreed on something?” her manager quinn says.
ari just laughs while you sit there flushed and confused about what the fuck just happened.
maybe you dont hate ari abdul.
when i get to heaven, jesus christ can i bring my girlfriend? all these other bitches wanna ride but they’re not my girlfriend
genuinely wonder why people follow me…. like all i do is reblog fanfics im crine