A/n: there are like no fan fics for natasha lyonne, so i decided to write some, cause why not? :)
Nicky Nichols x Fem!Reader
Warnings: prison, reader's pet peeve is people cursing, sex contest hints of a bad life outside of prison, car theft mentioned, nicky is called a junkie, lorna is hinted at being crazy but that's normal
A/n: also this is a mix of the first episode and the sex contest between boo and nicky in like season two. i saw someone do something with that before and wanted to do my own take on it.
Imprisoned for grand theft auto, your first day of a five-year sentence had arrived. You knew how you looked; you were considerably different from most other inmates, having a normal aura around you. You realized your freedom disappeared the second the bus let you off. The guards directed the other transfers to line up at the side of the bus. You followed as the other inmates lined up.
You were observing your surroundings, and you took note of how serious the other inmates seemed. The way they carried themselves made you shiver. You noticed another girl who looked very out of place, even more than you, but you tried not to associate yourself with her, as you knew she would probably be the first one to be picked on. You had been described the prison dynamic by your fellow car thieves as they had been in a couple of times, but it felt so different from how they described it.
Following the guards’ intake and processing of the inmates; You were given an orange uniform and sent, along with a group, to a ‘residential’ inmate who was in a tan uniform. You noticed that everyone else was wearing the tan uniform, but before you can ask, the lady introduces herself in a Boston, mixed with Brooklyn accent, “Hello there. My name is Lorna, but if you want, you can call me Morello, cause that’s my last name.” You take notice of her enthusiastic rambling, as your sister would do the same thing.
Lorna was quite gorgeous, you thought to yourself, she had beautiful curled hair with a bold red lipstick, kinda had this crazy look in her eye, but you liked it, it added character. She gave a brief tour of the place, and you felt some eyes staring at the back of your head. You turned around to see two inmates, one was a blonde woman with unkempt curly hair and big brown eyes, the other was a butch-looking woman with short black hair and what looked like green eyes but you couldn’t tell from so far away. But you noticed they both had lots of tattoos, and they seemed to be chatting to each other about something while looking back and forth at each other and me. You just ignored it and continued listening to Lorna. After she brought you to your four-bedroom cell, you kinda chatted to her by yourself as the others settled in.
“Sorry for being a bother, but what is this orange and tan uniform deal? Do you have to pay more for the tan ones, or did they run out and give us extra?” Lorna had a small chuckle before stating, “The new inmates have orange uniforms for a while before they give you the tan ones. They are understaffed and under-funded, so it takes a while to process stuff around here.” Lorna smiles. She saw you taking a small glance at the two still talking and watching you. She then stared at the other two with an irritable glare.
The curly-haired one seemed to groan as she turned to the other one and gestured to leave, and both started to walk away. Lorna turned back to you and picked herself up with a smile, “Sorry about those two, they have no manners.” You were still curious, so you asked, “Who are they?”. Lorna kept her smile, “The curly hair one is Nicky, and the other is Boo. Be careful, they might be my friends, but that does not mean you should be friendly with them,” Lorna said, confusing you. You just nodded and headed to your top bunk. Your bunkmate gave you a stare as you headed for the bottom bunk, so you decided to go for the top one.
You lay there until you noticed people headed to dinner, so you followed some other inmates. As you got in line, you noticed the curly-haired lady, whom you thought was Nicky, got in line behind you. She was staring at you for a while before she spoke up. “Hey there, sweet cheeks,” she said with this raspy voice that kinda sounded like a smoker.
“Nicky, right?” You replied, just trying to make this line go by faster. “Yep, but the guards call me Nichols cause they are special or some shit”. Your eyes raised at the curse. Nichols noticed, “Don’t like me cussing?” You bit your lip, trying to make the subject pass and not comment on it. Nicky squinted her eyes, “Are you gonna answer, hon?” You roll your eyes, “Sorry, just a pet peeve of mine.” Nicky’s eyes widened as she laughed, causing the people in front of us to look at her weirdly. You mumbled something that got Nicky’s attention. “What did you say, love?” You rolled your eyes again. “None of your business.” You quickly fixed your eyes in front of you again, tapping your foot, waiting for the line to hurry up.
“Come on, you don’t find me entertaining,” the inmate whined. “I don’t know if you haven’t given me anything to work with.” Nicky gave a small nod. “I guess I haven’t, I can change that. What are you in for, anyway?” Nicky asked curiously. You turned back to Nicky, debating telling her you decided what’s the harm, “grand theft auto”. Nicky snorted her nose. “You don’t look like the stealing cars type,” she says while looking at you again. “Is that supposed to be an insult?” You asked, annoyed at Nicky’s bluntness. “Nah, don’t worry, hun you look good.” Nicky smiled with her flirtatious grin. You felt a brief flutter in your stomach, but you ignored it. “Mhm, I know,” you said, trying to seem confident.
As you got to the front of the line, you began getting your food. It might not have been the best, but it was better than not having the money to eat. Like you did outside. As you got to the end of the line, you realized you would have to find a table to sit at. They all looked aggressive. Approaching them would likely start a fight. Nicky noticed and smiled, “Why don’t you sit with me, sweetheart? You can be with the ‘popular’ table like I’m sure you sat with in highschool.” You debated it and sighed in defeat, “Fine.” Nicky smiled wide at your submission and led you to a table which you noticed had another new inmate wearing orange. Nicky lowered herself onto the table, making her presence known, and you did the same right next to her.
”Piper, you can’t be taking advice from a nun and a hippie”. You sat down next to her as the older lady that was very skinny and built at the same time retorted, “By all means, seek out the supreme wisdom of the junkie philosopher”. You take note of the use of the word junkie, noticing that Nicky fit that description very well. “I pray for you, Nicky,” the lady with short red hair who had slightly grown out said. Nicky responded with “Aww, I pray for you too, sister…I lust after you, Yoga Jones, those sinewy arms.” Nicky joked and laughed, “You have got to love a yoga body.”
As they were talking, you were taking note of what they were saying. Jasper felt her self lose focus for a second before Nicky interrupted her thoughts, “You like pussy, love?” Your cheeks flush up. “If you’re asking if I’m a lesbian, then yes,” you respond after pulling yourself together. Nicky smiled and turned to Piper, “What about you, Piper? You like pussy? Or do you prefer pipe like your name suggests? I’m getting sapphic vibes from you.” Piper didn’t respond and the nun lady told Nicky to stop. Nicky came back with a quick comeback. While they were chatting, you noticed a darker, short-haired redhead coming over to the table. She had impeccable eyeliner, and you kinda wanted some tips, as you can only do your waterline. She passed over a yogurt, from what you could assume, to Nicky. She replied with, “Thank you, mommy,” but it didn’t seem to be sexually. She then passed one to the nun and yoga lady, and they both said their thanks.
I saw Piper leaning over and asking Nicky, “She’s your mom?” You looked at Nicky with an expression saying you wanted to know, too. “Ah, Maternal figurehead. My actual mother lives in Brazil with her boyfriend, Paulo, who destroys rainforests and collects photorealistic art. She is a cunt. I am an embarrassment.” She said before turning to you and muttering an apology for the curse. You roll your eyes as the other girl with Nicky from before comes over to the eyeliner redhead.
“Red, can I get one of those?” She was talking about the yogurt Nicky got. Red replied, “You got what I asked you for?” Boo responded, saying something about she’s working on it. Red rolled her eyes and even you felt her displeasure, “So am I, Treat comes when I sleep better” Boo looked to Nicky and Nicky looked away. Boo got up in defeat and almost left, but had to wink at you before leaving. You flared your nose in disgust, not liking the wink. Red talked about how hard it is for her to get what she asked for before asking, “Who are they?” talking about me and Piper. Nicky responded “Chapman, some self-surrender, thinks she fancy. And that is y/n hottest car thrive I’ve met to date.” You roll your eyes again, but a little more playfully, beginning to enjoy Nicky’s presence. Red gets up and gives both of you yogurt cups. You smile politely and thank her, while Chapman asks, “What do I have to do for it?”
“You both are new, you’re one of us, consider it a gift,” Red responded. You thanked her again and began to eat it even though you don’t like yogurt. Chapman also says thank you before saying, “The food here is disgusting.” You gave her a weird look as everyone else looked down. “What?” she said. Nicky bit her cheek before responding, “Did I mention Red runs the kitchen?” Piper muttered a “shit…I’m sorry” as you shuttered at your pet peeve. Nicky looked at you with a worried expression on her face for Chapman. Red got up and said something to Piper, but all you were paying attention to was how Nicky’s hand was slightly touching your side, rubbing circles. It was a nice gesture, but you still gave her the side eye. She didn’t stop, and to be honest, it was comfortable.
You focused back on the situation when Nicky stated, “Holy shit. That was an epic fuck-up” You looked at her weird again and she mumbled an apology. You then noticed Lorna headed over to the table, she sat down next to you, “Ello there again, L/n.” You smiled at her, “Hey Lorna”. Lorna peeks at Chapman, who is just staring at the yogurt, “You gonna eat that, Chapman, because I’ll gladly take it.” Nicky clicks her tongue, signaling to not talk to her. Lorna rolls her eyes and continues talking to you about a Christopher. You nod your head as she talks and smile.
Nicky interrupts at some point, “We should head out soon, it seems people are leaving bout now.” You nod and say your goodbyes the group and head back to your bunk. As you approach your room, you hear Nicky from behind, “Dang, you’re a fast walker,” she announces, changing her normal swear. You nod as you climb onto your bed. She follows you into your room and watches as you get on your bed. She moves to the head of your bed and rests her head on the railing, smiling at you. You saw her standing figure and raised your eyebrow, “What do you want?” Nicky grins, her brown eyes meeting yours, “Come on, I can’t just hang out with you?” You gave her a side eye as you look up at the ceiling, “What were you and boo, I think that’s her name, talking about anyway?”
Nicky looked down for a second before looking back up at you and responding, “Just something stupid, you don’t need to worry about it.” You did not feel reassured at all. “I don’t like liars.” Your eyes squint, seeing Nicky’s unease. “Fine, me and boo have a… hookup contest… inmates are ranked on a scale from 1 to 10 and whoever gets the most points wins.” You were confused how that had to deal with what you were asking but you let her continues. “Guards are an automatic 10 but I haven’t got any of them,” You nod to her words, “So who is winning?” Nicky then let out a smile, “me obviously but Boo is very close, she is only a point behind and I think she’s close to getting a 4. But the reason we were talking before is that we were gonna make you a 8 on the scale.”
You thought about it for a second and smiled, ”Well, thanks Nick, I appreciate it, but you won’t be getting those 8 points.” Nicky smirked, “We will see about that, sweetie. I’ll leave you alone for now. Don’t go cheating on me with Boo.” You stared at Nicky as she left, watching her confident presence leave the room.
A/n: I def want to make another part idk when, but I'll try.
