That Cat Is Our Child, His Name Is Loki, Don't Ask Me Why

That cat is our child, his name is Loki, don't ask me why

[7:36]

you moved slyly between your sheets, groaning as you heard knocks on your doorm.

it’s fucking seven am.

“baby…” you heard jordan’s voice hissing. well that changes things.

you quickly stood up to open the door, finding a really tired looking jordan with their big gym bag, you could tell by their wet hair that they just came back from it, as they just took a shower.

they looked so clean, so put together, the smell of their cologne came to you directly. you step a side as they entered to your dorm, smiling.

“you could’ve told me you were coming, look at myself.” you attempted to pout, between chuckles as jordan threw their bag and grabbed you by your waist.

your hair was messy, really messy, and your pijamas were nothing fancy, just old jordan’s clothes who were comfortable as fuck.

“oh shut up, you look fucking cute right now. you look so much better in my clothes anyways.” they smirked, caressing your neck as they put kisses all over your face.

“yea, sure i do.” you threw yourself on the bed as you took their hands, making them follow you. “how was your workout?” you said now laying on top of them, both playing with your hands a little, like you were fighting.

“it was pretty good, just feeling a little sore and…” jordan’s face shut down, frowning their brows as they sat on the bed with you on top of them still, being closer to you. “(Y/N)? what is this? what happened to you? did somebody hurt you? i swear to fucking god.” they spoke quickly as their fingertips ran through one recent scar you just got on your neck.

“uh, i don’t…” you looked down to your neck, forgetting completely about the scar your cat made you when you were playing.

“who fucking did this?” they said again, removing piece of your hair to see your neck better, clearly worried.

“oh, i just remembered, last night i went to visit my parents and my cat, as i told you, we were playing and he made me this.” you chuckled a little, looking at jordan and their whole face chilled out.

“that freaking cat, i almost lose my shit for a minute.” they hide their face between their hands, laying again at the bed, you laughed.

“don’t talk like that about our son.” you attempted to tickle them.

“my bad, my bad.” jordan put their both hands on the hair, giggling this time.

Spouting facts here

all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

Then Jordan being like "Marie seemed so freaked out, waking up to me in fem form", not going on Tiktok and finding footage of them making out like their lives depend on it. Like the both of them didn't come up for air once in that freaking video.

Babe, Jordan, my love, be consistent in your words 😂

“You don’t even have an insta.” So unserious 😭

Uhm, yes ? I'm eating this up !

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 - 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞

SYNOPSIS: Recent Graduate Jordan Li's first job is to watch over a new patient, Y/N Y/L/N. little did they know that they'd be doing more than just watching. WORD COUNT: 656 // WARNING(S): Protective!Jordan, Intern!Jordan, Evil!Professor Brink, Mention of Sam, Trapped Reader, Dark!Jordan, Supe!Reader //Jordan Li x Reader // // Based on the Show Gen V // SERIES MASTERLIST // GEN V MASTERLIST

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In the depths of Godolkin University's subterranean facility, Y/N was held in isolation. For a year, she had been confined to this clandestine laboratory, her extraordinary powers deemed too dangerous by Vaught. Her gift, a byproduct of Compound V, allowed her to instantly heal anyone with a single touch. But the darker side of her abilities had not escaped the attention of her captors - she could also inflict harm with a touch. It was the latter that had consigned her to this shadowy realm beneath her college campus.

The isolation was maddening, and Y/N's only solace was the occasional conversations she had through the ventilation system with her neighbor, Sam. Their voices carried through the air ducts, their connection born out of shared desperation and loneliness. But everything changed when Jordan Li arrived at the facility.

Jordan, a recent graduate, was beginning their first day as an intern in the facility under the supervision of Professor Brinks. Professor Brinks and his associate, Dean Indira Shetty, had hatched a plan to use Jordan's unique abilities to manipulate and befriend Y/N. Jordan had the extraordinary power to shift between genders, a trait that Professor Brinks saw as a valuable asset in their mission to infiltrate Y/N's world.

On the day of their first meeting, Jordan had transformed into their female form. As she sat in their cell, Y/N heard a new voice through the vents. "Hey," the soft voice said, "I'm your new neighbor. I'm Jordan."

Y/N had been longing for human contact for so long that the sound of another person's voice sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. "I'm Y/N," she replied cautiously, "Nice to meet you, Jordan."

They talked for hours that day, sharing their stories, fears, and hopes through the cold, metal ducts that separated them. Jordan, in their guise, was gentle and understanding, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of connection. They made each other laugh, and it was as if a small beam of light had pierced the darkness of their lives.

As the day turned into night, Y/N finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell asleep. Unbeknownst to her, that was the moment Jordan used their power to shift once more. Jordans male form entered y/n's room slightly waking her up from her slumber, introducing themself as "J" when the morning light filtered into her cell. This dual identity allowed Jordan to be both a patient and a caregiver, observing Y/N from different angles to see who she would trust more.

Over time, J began to spend more time with Y/N, offering comfort and companionship. They played games, shared secrets, and discussed their dreams. Y/N was drawn to J's kindness and found herself confiding in them more and more. It was the perfect setup for Professor Brinks and Shetty's plan.

But as time passed, something unexpected happened. Jordan, now completely immersed in Y/N's world, became obsessed with her. They wrote about her in their room, detailing every conversation and shared moment. They collected photos of her and discreetly placed them throughout their small living space, creating a shrine to the girl they were meant to manipulate.

Y/N remained blissfully unaware of Jordan's dual nature and the sinister purpose behind their presence in her life. She believed she had found a friend in this underground abyss, a beacon of hope in the darkness. And as for Jordan, they teetered on the edge of obsession and guilt, torn between their orders and the genuine connection they had formed with Y/N.

The stage was set for a twisted and complicated tale of manipulation, friendship, and the struggle between a captive with incredible powers and a captive with a fractured sense of self. In the depths of the facility, two souls, one captive, and one captor, were drawn inexorably together, each harboring secrets that could change everything.

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Sleeping position

Jordan Li x reader

Synopsis : You can't seem to fall asleep and keep accidentally bugging your lover throughout the night.

1:57am

"Jordan ? You awake ?" encased in your partners arms, in his masc form for the moment, your voice sounding loud despite the fact you were whispering in the night.

His answer came in a groan and a stir, telling you he was listening.

"Did we do the assignment for Brink's class tomorrow ?" your voice sounded anxious, and you clearly forgot you did it earlier with Jordan while watching an episode of Property Brothers.

"You thinking 'bout that in the middle of the night ?" muffled words came from your lovers whose head was located on the crook of your neck. "We did it two hour ago, babe."

"Oh. That's right, I forgot, sorry for waking you up, baby, go back to sleep." You were still wide awake, so you took it on yourself to help him fall back asleep, after all, you didn't have classes early in the morning tomorrow, while he did. Your hand slowly began caressing his hair and he groaned a bit at the soothing motion, grateful.

Ten minutes later, Jordan was back asleep and you still couldn't sleep. You didn't dare move too much as Jordan's body was litteraly flushed against your side and you really didn't want to wake him up, so you just laid in bed, eyes wide open, trying to understand why your brain wouldn't just fall asleep.

3:36am

An hour later, you got a cramp so painful that you jerked up harshly, moving your boyfriend with you. Your whimpers of pain were made to be silent in order to not wake Jordan up more than he already was, but it was too late.

"Babe, you okay ?" He asked, not quite awake, but definitely not half asleep anymore.

"I got a cramp, sorry." You answered, massaging your calf where the cramp hurt like a bitch. "Shit, that hurts..."

Jordan took your leg in his arms and gently massaged the area, figuring that, if he was awake, he must do something to help. Soon enough, the pain faltered to a reasonable amount. "That's better ?"

You nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry for waking you again, you have classes tomorrow..."

"No it's okay, I was having a nightmare either way, so I should thank you for that."

"Really ? Do you want to talk about it ?" You took his hand, an expression of concern on your face.

"Meh, it's stupid." He said, and then suddenly, Jordan was sat in front of you in her female form.

"Nothing is stupid when it comes to nightmares baby, if you don't want to talk about it, though, it's okay, we can just cuddle until you fall back asleep." you proposed.

"That's clearly implying you won't sleep." Jordan said as you took a more confortable postion, laying back down, face to face on your sides.

"I wasn't sleeping before, but it"s okay, I don't have classes in the morning so, I'll be able to get back some sleep then. You have to wake up early though, baby, you need your beauty sleep."

"Please," Jordan snorted "I don't need sleep to look hot, and I've done worse than a four hours night of sleep. Why weren't you sleeping ?" she asked, hugging you close to her so her head was rested comfortably on your neck, caressing your head. Mechanically, you did the same.

"I think I forgot something, but I can't remember what, and it's bugging me. Ithought it was an assignment or somethng, but it wasn't that. Not a birthday either, not something school related, not an important date for us, not an appointment... I thought about everything and I can't remember." Somehow, explaining it to Jordan made it feel even more stupid, if you forgot something, then you'd remember at some point, no need to lose sleep over it.

Your girlfriend looked deep in thought.

"Maybe it's just your anxiety taking a toll on you. I know it hppens to me when I'm stressed. Just try to forget bout forgetting something and relax." She moved her hands to your back, scratching it softly in a soothing motion, making you giggle a bit at the tickles it created. "I mean, we could also fuck until we're both too tired and lazy to even think about anything, but I feel like you're not really in the mood." She joked a smirk on her face.

You genuinely thougth about it. Jordan was wearing one of your shirt right now, and she looked so hot in it it was criminal. Plus, you really wanted to sleep. However, you felt like the cramp would come back at any too suden moves or contraction of your muscles. "We could make out instead ? You look so hot right now that it's really hard saying no, you need to know."

Soon enough, the both of you were flush against the other, legs entangled, Jordan's hands on your neck as yours were messing with her hair (making it more toussled than it was before). Your mouthes moved in sync, gently, slowly, carefully, you had time, neither of you wanted to sleep anymore. You had to come up for air after some time, but you still found the breath to whisper to Jordan.

"I love you so much, Jordan. So so much."

"I love you too. So much" Was your girlfirend's answer, after a minute of silence where she kissed everywhere she could on your face.

You spent, maybe twenty more minutes making out, Jordan switching forms twice, settling in his male form. Finally, you bth stopped, out of breath. You looked in each other's eyes and Jordan whispered :

"We should try to sleep."

"You're right, it's actually crazy to see you be the responsible one on this relationship, though." You teased before cuddling again with your boyfriend, the forgotten thing plaguing your mind forgotten.

You both fell asleep peacefully ten minutes later.

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4:33 am

Rufus was still calling for help after you hung him on the american flag hamper in the main alley of God U, five hours earlier.

It seems you forgot about this entirely.

Damn, that's good content

I don't really know how to do this but;

Jordan Li x reader where the reader has powers kinda like Quake from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D and they've been academic rivals since reader arrived at GodU so when Jordan has to fight Golden Boy reader actually helps them and doesn't run when Jordan tells them to ("you don't own me" etc) and that gets them closer and ya know ;)

Sorry if I messed anything up, I'm not used to making requests!

𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞

pairing: jordan li x fem reader

warnings: fighting?, ass grabbing, ass play (just a little) 18+ (obviously heh), naked ass luke, fire, vulgar language

a/n: i haven’t written fanfic in a while so bare with me, hopefully you enjoyed this :) i can do a part 2 if you’d like 👍

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You walk down the hallway of GodU, hands trailing— grazing the walls. With one headphone in your ear, other hanging down, you hear voices near. Lifting up your head, you gasp at the sight of a naked Luke.

Pulling your headphones out, you drop it to the floor. “What the hell is going on?” You yell, your voice pitching higher as you slowly walk towards Luke and Jordan. “I don’t want any trouble, so what the hell is happening?”

“Go,” Jordan seethes, turning in your direction. “Y/n, leave. You don’t need to be here.”

Rolling your eyes, you turn towards Luke. His lips protruding, fists balled, really to pounce at any given moment.

Jordan groans.

“You’re in on it too.” Luke breathes out.

Your face twists, looking towards Jordan for answers, but they shake their head. “Luke what the fuck is going on?” Moving closer to Jordan, you stick your hand out near your side. You crack your fingers one by one.

“Move!” Luke yells.

Jordan tilts their head to side, pushing their arm to throw you across the hallway with their palm. You groan, hitting your back against the wall as Luke’s fire emerges, far from where you were landing. You clench your jaw, pushing up from the floor as you hear their grunting.

You breathe in, standing— letting your power surge through your body. Teeth grinding against each other, tousled hair seeping into your mouth, you run. Your palms facing outwards, releasing a big blast of energy towards Luke who seemed to get right back up.

Jordan grunts, hands on their knees.

“Fuck,” They clench their jaw, moving in front of you. “Thought I told you to Go.”

You smirk, slowly lifting up your palms. “You should know me well enough to know I don’t run.”

Luke blazes fire from around him, aura leaping close enough to make you feel a slight burn. You grunt, hands pushed back from the glory—scorch on your palm. You stand back watching as Jordan transforms. Luke strikes, grabbing Jordan and swinging them to shatter glass.

Taking a few steps back, you watch as Luke stalks towards you.

“Step the fuck back, Luke.”

“I can’t do that.”

Jordan stands back up. “Luke!”

You gasp, Jordan swings their body to land on top of Luke. Watching them fist fight each other, fire trailing, and Jordan constantly transforming each take.

Your breathing becomes shallow. Touching your chest, you huff as your vision dissipates. Slumping to the ground, you watch as Jordan tries to ease down Luke. But, he was blinded by rage, picking up his friend to choke them against the wall. You cry out.

Shifting your body, you slow down your breathing.

Feeling the energy come back to your body each step, each movement you carry yourself from the floor. Trying to move your legs, but the feeling came back slow.

“Luke!” You tell. “Come and get me.”

You heave, lifting your palms up to blast a large quake towards him, lodging him out of the GodU entrance.

Once Luke is outside, you rush over to Jordan.

“Hey,” You laugh out. “He really fucked you up didn’t he?”

Jordan chuckles.

“Yeah, it’s not like I punched him in the dick or anything.”

You hum, grabbing their hand to lift both of you up. “Oh yeah? Teach me how to destroy dicks with my powers, and I’d suck yours.”

Their eyes widen, dimple peeking through their cheeks while they hide their smile.

“I can do that you know,” Jordan sighs. “Not bad for being number two, eh?”

You roll your eyes.

“Enough about this fucking ranking bullshit,” You lean over them, your lips ghosting over theirs. “Fuck me like it’s just us. Please, would you?”

Jordan let’s out a long hum.

“We should go, then.” They whisper hearing all of the commotion going on outside.

-

The two of you reach the inside of your dorm room. Plopping down on your bed, you tap the spot next to you.

Jordan picks with their hands, shuffling feet to feet.

“What’s wrong?” You pout. “This isn’t some tactic for you to let your guard down. I don’t give a shit about the main spot anymore. I mean of course I care but,” you sigh. “I care about you too.”

“Really? Because I thought you hated me.”

You chuckle, getting up from the bed. “Maybe a little.” Biting your lip, you pull your arms around their neck, pecking Jordan on the lips— getting them to ease up.

They look down, chuckling.

“Okay, whatever.”

“Yeah, whatever?” You mock Jordan.

Jordan trails their hands down to your ass, squeezing once they’ve gotten their full. You sigh, pushing your lips around their lower lip to begin sucking. You can feel as Jordan begins pushing down your leggings, exposing your underwear-less ass to the air.

They trail kisses from your ear and down to your neck, hands pushing apart your ass cheeks over and over— never wanting to stop.

“I bet I can make you cum in five minutes.”

You slap their chest.

“Still thinking like you’re on top.”

“I can be if you like that.”

Grabbing Jordan’s hands from your ass, you smirk. “Cute of you to think I’ll let that happen. You don’t own me, remember?” With a giggle, you place your hand on their bulge. “But, I’ll let you try and take me.”

“Deal.”