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Jordan Li x F!Reader

In this chapter: a smidge of getting to know each other, then smut. that's it.

Warning: we meet the ex. smut with both fem and masc Jordan. bruising. (let me know what i missed)

word count: 2.8k

Part 1

A few days pass when you and Jordan finally go over the case together, laying out the suspects that were presented. Jordan sets up their computer so you can watch the interrogation videos. Jordan thought it'd be better to watch the tapes before requesting a face-to-face with the suspects yourselves.

After about 2 different suspects' videos, you tap out. "I need a break" You stand to stretch. Today you're dressed in sweats and T-shirt. You couldn't sleep the night before so you skipped your morning classes and chose something comfortable to meet Jordan in.

"Wanna get something to eat?" Jordan asks, presenting male today.

You nod and you both head to the vought-a-burger on campus. You and Jordan sit across from each other as you wait for your meals.

A small smile forms on your face at a poster on the wall of Homelander with the Seven Tower burger. "You know one of my very first memories of Vought a burger was sharing a seven tower burger with my dad" Jordan meets your eyes when you look to speak with him "That thing was so big but my dad had made a bet with my mom that he and I could finish it. He ended up walking home with like half the thing in a to-go box" you laugh, Jordan chuckles softly.

"Did you have to walk home too? Seeing how you also lost the bet?" Your eyes flicker over their dimpled cheek. You shake your head still smiling "My mom wanted him to walk home in silence, part of his punishment."

you and Jordan giggle again "What about you? Any Vought a Burger memories?" You ask trying to keep a conversation going.

Jordan looks to their arms that are crossed on the table. "My parents used to bring me like once a month, only if I was doing well in school." Their eyes meet yours again.

"Well I'm assuming you did well, seeing as now you're number 2" you tease.

Jordan smiles "What about you, number 6" They bring up your raking.

"6 is not 2” you smile “But I've done well in school. I had to, there was no other option but GodU" you say. "My parents didn't have money like that so I had to rely on a scholarship, it was the only way I'd get into my dream school"

"Godolkin was your dream school?"

You nod "A school for supes? It's all I ever wanted"

"Your parents must be proud" Jordan sounds sincere.

"They are" you nod "I was their only supe kid, even if i never join the seven I'll be set for life when I graduate"

"How many siblings do you have?" Jordan questions.

"Two sisters" you respond thinking of your older and younger sisters. "They're 27 and 16" Then you ask "What about you? Any siblings."

Jordan shakes their head "Only child" They look away from your eyes “I wish I had siblings, maybe then all their attention wouldn't be on me”

You purse your lips, sending them a closed-mouth smile. “That’s not my experience”

Just then your food is brought out on a tray, Jordan grabs your food for you first before grabbing their own. When you both settle into a comfortable silence while eating your food your attention is called to your phone which rings with an e-mail notification.

Your results from the clinic are in, along with your prescription for birth control. You're clean, which is a relief but then you remember the person across from you is the reason you need birth control (at least for now).

"Everything okay?" Jordan asks, eyebrows furrowed.

"Uh-" you debate on telling them the results. "Yeah." You put your phone down. "So how did you become Brink's TA?"

A few days later

You meet your cousins, Jenni and her older brother Mau at Jitter Bean in the morning before crime fighting.

"I can't believe you're convincing her to do this" Mau scolds his younger sister.

"She likes them!" Jenni defends.

"Honestly it didn't take much convincing" you say with a shrug making Jenni laugh.

Mau shakes his head, taking a sip of his black iced coffee "It's good, she's putting herself out there again, especially after your asshole friend broke her heart"

"First of all, we were all friends with him, and second, I haven't spoken to him in months" Mau says.

"Oh, what an ally" Jenni says sarcastically.

Just then the coffee shop entrance makes a whooshing sound as it's swung open. Naturally, you look up to see who it is, Jordan enters with Luke aka Golden Boy beside them. They talk animatedly, big smiles, hands flaring. Jordan doesn't see you. They're female presenting, they close looking slightly baggy on their smaller form.

Jenni the ever nosy person she is, follows your gaze. When she turns back to you there's a knowing smirk on her face.

"What?" You tilt your head.

"Nothing" she says but the smirk remains. Mau turns to the boys before rolling his eyes.

"You guys are little school girls"

Jenni glares at her brother "Oh shut up, you'll never know what it's like to be a girl with a crush"

"How different could it be from a boy with a crush?" He squints.

"I don't have a crush on them" you chime in, Mau and Jenni share a look, and before you can defend yourself your name is called behind them. Jordan walks over, catching the table's attention.

"Jordan" you smile. Jordan is smiling at you and it's only when Luke walks up behind them that they turn with an "Oh, Luke this is y/n, my partner for Brink's"

Luke flashes the brightest smile you've ever seen, that really is golden boy. "Yeah, number 6 right"

"Yeah, number 1" you greet him.

"These are my cousins, Jenni and Mau" you introduce them. Jordan and Luke smile and nod their heads politely.

"We're gonna walk to Brink's if you wanna join" Jordan offers. You look down at your watch to see it's 10 minutes till class.

"Shit, I didn't see the time. Yeah." you stand up grabbing your jacket and bag.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow?" You ask your cousins who nod.

"You guys go ahead, I'm gonna get something for Cate" Luke tells you both.

You and Jordan fall into step with each other as you walk to the lamplighter building. The ground is wet from light rain that's been happening randomly throughout the week.

"So" you stick your hand into your sweater pockets. "I got my test results back."

Jordan nods "I did too, I didn't know how to bring it up but I'm all clean."

You nod now "Me too"

"So do we-" You're cut off when someone bumps into your shoulder so roughly you stumble forward, you feel hands grab your waist before you hit the ground.

You grab their wrist as they steady you and look over your shoulder to find Jordan, mouth agape in concern.

"The fuck, dude?" Jordan turns their head to say. You follow their gaze to see Hasan. "Shit my bad-" he pauses "Heat?" he uses the nickname he gave you as a kid making you cringe.

"Hasan" you respond already looking away to straighten out your clothes.

"It's been so long." He's smiling and you want to punch him in the face but you're not surprised, Hasan is an asshole at heart. He knows talking to you is the last thing you'd want him to be doing, which is the only reason he continues. "It's my dad's birthday this weekend, I take it you'll be joining your parents?"

You don't respond because you didn't know, and the feeling of dread sneaks up in your chest. Your mom will make you go.

Hasan's parents are your parents’ best friends, they've known them since you were 4, and they're practically family. You can already hear your mom guilt-tripping you into going.

Hasan smiles, a knowing smile and you clench your jaw. "I'll see you Saturday" he winks before walking past you.

"Asshole" you mutter but Hasan has super hearing, so you know he heard.

"Who the fuck was that guy?" Jordan asks following Hasan with their eyes.

"My ex" you spit.

Friday night you've already started making the PowerPoint for Brink’s project, just a layout and the introduction of the Daisy Montes. Jordan (fem presenting) makes calls to witnesses to set up times to meet and discuss.

It's around 8 when you check the time and decide to call it a night. "We'll meet with Daisy's neighbor tomorrow" Jordan reminds you. You nod and stand to stretch, "are we gonna meet there?"

"I can drive us," they say and you respond with an "alright"

There's a beat of silence as you stand in front of Jordan who sits on the couch, Jordan's eyes fall to your exposed legs in your jean skirt. They don't even attempt to hide as their eyes slowly lift up your body to your face.

"Do you think we could-" Jordan starts but you cut them off with a hum and a nod. Jordan stands and you have to look down an inch as they step closer to you.

Their brown eyes look up at you and you can hear your heartbeat in your ears, a little voice in your head wonders if they can hear the wild bird in your chest.

"Just relax" Jordan mutters, eyes looking at your lips, you exhale before slipping a hand over their jaw, pulling them into a kiss. It's soft and light, testing the waters.

Their hands find your waist, deepening the kiss. Your hands travel to the nape of their neck opening your mouth. Soon it's all tongue and teeth, like you both have been starved, which you have but what is their excuse?

Soon they're leading you to their bed, where you're laid on your back. Jordan pulls away to take off their jacket, leaving on a white tank top before capturing your lips again. Their hair tickles your cheek but you pay it no mind. Your hands slip around their neck again. They trail kisses along your jaw and you gasp when their soft lips travel to your neck. "How are you feeling?” Jordan's voice is low, their breath against your neck.

You gently push Jordan away, and you both sit up. They look concerned but when you go to pull off your sweater you notice the way their mouth gapes, watching every move. When the sweater is gone and you're left in your bra you also notice the way their eyes darken, taking you in.

Then they're kissing you, laying you back again. This time when they trail kisses they don't stop at your neck, traveling to your tits, placing kisses over every exposed part.

When they look back at you, you can tell it's to check on you which warms your inside. “I’m good” you reassure them softly, when they find no hesitation in your expression they smile up at you from below your tits.

Fuck.

Then you're flipping them over so you're above them. You feel crazy like an animal let out of a cage, you wanna do so much that you don't even know where to start. So you settle for kissing them, loving the feel of their lips against yours.

Your hand travels over their stomach till you find the waistband of their pants. Jordan helps you pull them down till their left in boxer briefs, you pause to look up at them. "I know this is my first time in a while but you can stop me at any time, okay?" You remind them.

Jordan's mouth opens but they don't say anything for a couple of seconds before they say "Are you fucking kidding? I've been waiting so long for this" You can't help the giggle that escapes your lips.

You slip your fingers into the waistband of their underwear pulling them down to reveal their cunt. You feel nervous now, it's been years since the last time you ate someone out, you were a teenager, and even then you didn't really know what you were doing.

You slid your fingers between their folds and gasp at the warm arousal that coats your fingers "You're so wet" You sound amazed, it's almost comedic.

You teasingly rub their clit with feather-like touches, you look up at Jordan who watches with small whines leaving their mouth "Please" they whisper.

You obey, spreading their lips and licking a stripe from their entrance to clit, you lap at it a few times, slow and precise before carefully sliding a finger into their entrance, Jordan groans at the intrusion.

You test a few pumps before adding a second finger. You look for a rhythm that has Jordan’s features scrunching. "Oh," Jordan throws their head against the pillow.

You let yourself lose control then spitting, licking, and sucking at Jordan's cunt. You twist your fingers in hopes of going deeper. Jordan's hand grips the sheet beside their hips making you smirk.

"Faster" Jordan breathes out. "I'm so close" They look down at you now and you meet their gaze as you speed up your thrust, you suck their clit into your mouth.

You both hold eye contact as Jordan nears an end. They nod as you feel their walls tighten around your fingers till they're gushing. You both moan.

Jordan's head drops against the pillow again. You pull away from their cunt and clean up your fingers. "I haven't done that in a very long time" you say.

Jordan looks down at you as you sit up fingers in your mouth. Their eyes are still dark with lust. "well fuck" they breathe making you smile, and their eyes close with a groan before they sit up.

"Come here." They're leaning against the headboard and you crawl over to straddle their waist, you share a kiss and when you pull away you watch them shift to their masculine form.

Their hands grip your hips, and you both meet in a kiss again. You grind against their already half-hard cock, you're skirt has bunched at your waist so the only barrier in the way is your thin underwear.

You feel Jordan's calloused fingers sink into your skin. You pull away from their mouth, resting your forehead against theirs, their other hand finding your clothed cunt.

"You soaked through your underwear" Jordan groans, and your ears burn.

They pull your panties to the side so they can slip their fingers past your folds. "Holy shit" they curse. You feel your cunt flex around nothing.

Pulling away from them you lift off their lap to pull your underwear and skirt off. Then you straddle them once again.

"Can I-" you grab their cock.

"Wait- I need to get a condom" They start to push you away but you shake your head. "I'm on the pill, we're both clean. let just-" You rub their cock along your slit spreading your arousal.

Jordan watches you with an expression you've never seen on them before "Who am I to stop you" and with that you sink onto their cock. You both groan.

"Oh god, it feels so full" You don't even know that you're speaking out loud.

Both Jordan's hands land on your hips but they don't force you to move, they allow you to adjust to the almost unfamiliar sensation.

Your eyes are closed as you start slowly lifting and falling back onto their cock. "Look at me" Jordan groans "I wanna see your eyes"

Your mouth opens along with your eyes, Jordan's pained expression is the only thing in your field of vision.

It makes you want to go crazy but before you can speed up you're being flipped, Jordan above you, chain dangling between you two.

Their thrusts speed up just a bit faster than you had been previously.

"You-" they cut themselves off, never finishing their sentence when you reach under you and unclip your bra. "Fuck" they breathe leaning down to capture a nipple in your mouth.

"Yes" you gasp, arching your back into their mouth.

They pull away and adjust themself before they grab your waist and start fucking you faster. You groan looking around for something to hold to before settling for their sheets.

They toy with your clit, making your eyes roll back. "Yes" you breathe "I'm close"

Their grip tightens almost painfully but you can’t focus on that at the moment "Look at me" their voice sound strained, your half-lidded eyes find theirs and they're practically begging "cum, you cum first"

You do. The desperation in their voice sends you over the edge. Jordan follows suit, filling you. Their forehead to your cheek.

"Fuck" they groan.

You both wince when Jordan pulls out from you. They stand but you hardly register where they went before they were back, helping wipe you clean.

"Thank you for re-popping my cherry." You say after a moment of catching your breath, sitting up.

Jordan chuckles "Thank you for the opportunity" You smile at that. You look around for your clothes.

"Where's my shirt?" You question. You slip on your underwear, Jordan picks up your shirt from the floor and you stand to put it on but Jordan stops you, fingers running over your waist "I bruised you" you frown walking over to the full-length mirror by their closet.

You turn and on either side of your waist are 5 little bruises. You slip on your shirt, "they'll heal" you say nonchalantly. Then you walk over to the couch to look for your phone, you find it lying over project papers you unlock it to see it's 10 pm.

And that you have a missed call from your mom.

A/N

thank you for reading :)))))

“YES!!” I shouted, standing from my chair immediately. I got accepted into Godolkin University. It’s been a dream of mine for a while now

“What?” My older sister came rushing in. I smiled wide at her while she looked confused

“I GOT ACCEPTED!!” She started smiling and hugged me

“I’m so proud of you!” We both celebrated together for a while

Soon it came the day for me to pack the last of my things. I was excited, nervous, maybe even a little seldom for leaving home but it was finally time. I said my goodbyes to my sister and started my way to Godolkin university

I got into the school for my teleportation powers, a video went viral a few days ago of me stopping a robber while at the bank. I try to stay off social media but I still know about things that are trending

I stepped out of my cab and was standing in front of my dream school. I couldn’t help but smile and looked at my map. I hate maps of schools though, they don’t really help me

Suddenly someone bumped into me and I dropped the map

“Oh I’m so sorry” I apologized quickly. I looked up at the person and it was polarity’s son

“I think I’m the one that’s supposed to be apologizing” he had a small smile and I chuckled

“Yeah I guess so. Hey do you happen to know where the dorms are? I’m a little lost” he bends down to pick up my map and hand it to me

“Yeah I can show you” he out stretches his hand to me

“I’m Andre” I accept the handshake with a smile

“I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you” on the way to the dorms he asks me questions about myself and I return the favor

“So you have any siblings?” He asks another question but I don’t mind

“Yes, I have an older sister. She was honestly my rock throughout everything. She was so happy when I told her I got into this school” Andre nodded listening to me instead of dozing off during my little rambles

“That’s nice, kind of makes me wish I had a sibling” I laughed and he looked at me quizzically

“Trust me it has its ups and downs. We fought a lot as little kids, she would pull my hair and I would teleport her to the zoo” he laughed a little surprised

“You could teleport? And you took her to the zoo?” He questioned in a little disbelief. I laughed at the memory

“It was the only thing I could think of, she hated the lizards!” We laughed even harder and I couldn’t help but think of how much I’m going to miss her

“But no matter how hard we fought she would always be there for me” I smiled warmly. We talk a little more and we finally show up at the dorms

“Thank you for helping me find the dorms and for some nice conversation. I hope I get to see you around” I smile at him. He seems like a nice person, very open to new people

“Well me and a few friends are going out tonight, wanna come with?” I thought about it for a second. He is my first friend here but I’ll need more than one friend at a university this big. I made a decision

“Sure” he tells me when and where to meet them and I go to find my room number. Number 403 popped up soon enough and I walk in to see my dorm with one bed. I looked at it confused and worried that there might have been a mix up

I set my things down and look around. There’s nothing that suspects another person has been in here, just one bed and empty shelves. I leave my things in a corner of the room and go to find an office but before I do, I bump into a girl in the hallway

She has short blonde hair and bright brown almost hazel eyes

“Oh I’m so sorry” I apologized immediately. What is it with the me and bumping into people lately. She smiles at me

“No, no it’s totally ok. Hey you’re the girl moving into room 403 right?” Her voice is sweet and excited. I nodded

“My name is y/n, hey do you know why I only have one bed?” She looked confused as well and walked to my doorway to see

“Maybe they just didn’t have a roommate for you, happens sometimes because ya know it’s a famous school and all that” and shrugged her shoulders, “maybe you should go down to the office to see” I nodded

“Can you uh do me a favor and point me in the direction of the office please? I’m not good with maps” she smiled and laughed a little

“Yeah of course” she gave me directions that I followed to a T and suddenly I’m in front of a large building. I walk down a large hallway and look at everything I’m passing by and I can’t help but be amazed at everything I’m seeing

I finally see someone and walk up to them a little nervously. They have headphones in at the moment but once I walk up to them they take the headphones out

“Hi uhm is this where I talk to someone about my dorm because I only have one bed and I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have a roommate or-“ I was cut off from my rambling

“This is professor brinks office for criminology, not a place for you to ask about your dorm room” they blatantly spoke. I felt so embarrassed and my face started to turn a little pink

“Oh I’m so sorry, I’m new here and got the wrong directions and I’m sorry again. I hope you have a good day” I was about to walk away when h to eh shouted a name

“Jordan, my name is Jordan” I turned back and gave a small smile

“My name is y/n, I would say it’s nice to meet you but I’m just embarrassed right now” they smiled and I couldn’t help but think their smile is beautiful

“Don’t be, it happens a lot of the time with freshman” they continue, “and I wouldn’t worry about the dorm situation, they sometimes give people their own room. Cherish it you might get a roommate next year” I laugh a little

“Thank you and again, I’m sorry for wasting your time” they just smile and I turn to walk back to my dorm

any feedback would be good, this is just a snippet of the story so far

I would totally read that and be obsessed with it.

Imagine Jordan taking a hit from another supe and it messes with their power...

Imagine Jordan taking a hit from another supe and it messes with their power so much that their male and female forms separate into two people, with glitchy memories and eventually a ridiculously competitive attitude when it comes to their not-so-secret anymore crush on you.

hey guys I’m almost done writing the first part of the Jordan fanfic btw does anyone know how to link the next part to the first chapter bc I have no idea

out of 281 votes, majority rules. I will make a fic with teleportation

new obsession= no more writers block

in your head, on your mind // Jordan Li x Reader, Part 1

i know i haven't posted in like a year, and this is a huge shift from my usual writing, but i cannot express how jordan li has captured my heart and soul. this is definitely going to be a good number of parts, and will also definitely have some smut in there.

word count: 1912

previous part // next part

The Lamplighter School of Crimefighting is your home away from home on the GodU campus. Being Professor Caldwin’s TA is almost a full-time job, and in addition to classes and training and homework, most days you are in Caldwin’s office more than your own dorm room. Not that you mind, really. It’s the sort of job that will really set you up later in life - Caldwin knows everyone - and anything is better than listening to your roommate try and go viral on TikTok for the 30,000th time. And Caldwin’s a nice guy, in his own way.

“L/N.” The gruff call from his actual office resounds over the little foyer your desk sits in. 

Scooting back from your seat, you get up and walk the few steps between your desk and the doorway, hovering at the frame. “Professor?”

Caldwin sits at his own desk - a big, antique wooden thing that’s probably older than anything else in this building - hunched over in front of a desktop computer that’s far too sleek looking for the desk it sits on. Frustration radiates out from him like rays of the sun. Stupid fucking computer… swear they make these things difficult for people my age on purpose… snippets of his thoughts play in your mind without prompting - your superpower passively picking up his most prominent feelings. Of course, if you wanted, you could really focus and read his mind fully (even talk to him telepathically), but that was a boundary you’d promised yourself you wouldn’t cross. He is your professor - and boss - after all. 

Peering over the top of his glasses, Caldwin blinks at you, gathering a stack of papers to his left. “Bring these over to Brink, will you? If he’s busy you can just leave them with his TA, it’s nothing classified.”

You step into his Caldwin’s office fully, and take the stack of papers from him. It’s a hefty thing, so you tuck it under your arm. “Will do.”

“And while you’re out and about, get me another cup of coffee from the staff room. Two sugars-”

“Two sugars, two pumps of hazelnut, one splash of cream.” You say, already heading out the door. You’ve had his coffee order down since he hired you at the beginning of your sophomore year. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Thank you.” Gonna take a hammer to this stupid fucking-

His thoughts cut off abruptly as you walk out of range, heading into the halls of the Crimefighting building. Students fill the space, coming and going from classes, sitting in the chairs near the floor to ceiling windows busy on their laptops, loitering around as they chat with their friends. You purposefully focus on your own goal - Brink’s office, and then the staff break room to make Caldwin another coffee - to force the cacophony of thoughts down. The audible chatter, in addition to the telepathic noise, would have been enough to make you scream a few years ago, but classes at GodU have lived up to your expectations - they’re hard, but worth it, to get your power under control.

Brink’s office is across the building from Caldwin’s, a more luxurious room with lots of natural light and a good view of the campus green. You’d only really ever been in there on Caldwin’s instructions - Brink had only been your professor once, your freshman year, and you’d been too scared of his reputation to actually go to his office hours. Still, it was easy to find, and when you tried the door, it was open. 

The foyer of Brink’s office is much larger than the space in Caldwin’s and you find yourself a little jealous - it would be nice to sit at a desk here. You look first to the doors leading into his actual office, and find them closed. You turn to the figure sitting at the desk, and ask, “Is Brink busy right now? I have papers from Caldwin for him.”

The girl at the desk - pretty, with stark black hair that just reached her jaw and big brown doe eyes - just stares at you for a moment before responding. “Yeah, he’s on a call, actually.” Her voice is smooth, a little deep, and not what you expected at all. 

“Oh, alright, I can just-” You start, only to be interrupted by a wave of lust.

Goddamn. Smash. The things I wouldn’t do to get between those legs… wow. Those legs. How have I not run into YOU before? I mean really, surely I would have noticed the hottest person alive on campus - especially here, in my goddamn department. Fuck. 

Whatever you were expecting, it wasn’t that. You balk. “Um. Sorry. Yeah, it’s not anything classified so Caldwin said I could just leave it with you,” You untuck the stack from under your arm and pass it towards Brink’s TA. Her fingers brush over yours as she takes it, and for a split second, you can feel just how much you were affecting her - the wave of horniness hit you like a bus. The feeling lingers as you take your hand away, and you’re unable to tell if it’s leftover from her or your own reaction. Maybe a bit of both. 

She sets the papers down on her desk beside her without looking, too busy smiling at you. “I’m Jordan, by the way.” She says. “I take it your Caldwin’s TA?”

“Yeah.” You say. “Y/N.”

Y/N. That’s a nice name. Very screamable. 

You fight the urge to do anything but smile. Just looking at her, you would have never guessed such wanton thoughts would come from such a tiny girl, but never judge a book by its cover, right?

“Nice to meet you Jordan.” You continue, careful to keep your voice steady, even. Casual. Not like you can hear every piece of want cross her mind. 

I bet you’d sound good screaming my name. I need to stop - I don’t even know you. I need to get laid, my god. Down tremendous and I JUST learned your name. 

The image of you and Jordan together - tangled up in unfamiliar bedsheets, Jordan’s mouth latched onto your neck as you moaned in pleasure - crosses Jordan’s mind, and yours by extent. For, as she said, having just met you, it was a surprisingly good imaginary version of yourself. Though, she is looking right at you. It would be hard to get any details wrong when you were standing right there. 

Would you let me? Maybe if I was in the other form-

Before you had time to wonder what that meant, she’s changing before your eyes, rearranging skin and bone until an entirely different person is sitting at the desk. A man - taller, broader, but just as pretty and with the same big brown eyes. Your surprise must have shown on your face, because Jordan laughs, a smile stretching across their face. 

“Sorry.” They say, leaning forward to rest their elbows against the desk. “It’s just that I have two faces, so I didn’t want you to get confused if some random dude was waving at you cause I forgot you only met me as a girl.”

“That’s a pretty cool power.” You say, and then, with your mind, “And a pretty good reason to show it off. I mean, for something you came up with on the fly anyway.”

You watch their eyes widen as they realize that you’re in their head, and then their cheeks flush red as they remember what they were thinking about not moments before. “So you’ve just been hearing-?”

“Yeah.” You say..

“I am so sorry-” They start, shifting back into their female form. 

“No, it’s okay.” You say, a laugh on the edge of your lips. “I promise it’s fine, I mean, you didn’t know I was listening in and it’s your thoughts you can’t like, help it. And it’s not the first time-”

I bet, looking like that. Fuck. Pretend I didn’t think that. I’m sorry. Jordan buries their head in their hands with a groan. “Sorry.”

You let out a full laugh at that. “It’s okay, I promise. Please don’t beat yourself up about it, it’s fine. It’s flattering, if anything. I mean, you’re pretty good looking yourself. Not that you’re only hot, I mean - I’m sure you’re nice too.” You pause. “That came out a little wrong.”

Jordan smiles. “It’s okay. I mean, you basically get a free pass to do whatever you want to be since I’ve been…” They trail off. In their mind, …objectifying you. I’d let you do whatever you wanted to me anyway, but… fuck. Sorry.

You smile again. “It’s okay. Promise.” You lean forward across the desk a little, getting closer without getting too close - you have just met after all. The smell of smokey cologne fills your nose, and causes more butterflies to swirl in your stomach. They really are hot. “You wanna know a secret?”

Jordan leans in too. “Sure.”

“Most guys, when they figure out that I can hear them lusting after me, aren't even apologetic.” You say. “So it’s sweet that you are. Charming, even.” It’s true - which is why you don’t usually bother playing into people’s lustful thoughts, but Jordan… 

Okay. Okay, it’s not a big deal, it’s fine. “Would you want to hang out?” Jordan says, a little rushed, like they’d been waiting for an opportunity. “Sometime? We could train, or something…” Please say yes. You don’t have to say yes. I really want you to though.

You think about it for a moment. You don't usually say yes to these kinds of questions, especially after hearing the person's ulterior motives, but… Jordan seems nice, nice enough to genuinely feel bad about their thoughts once they realized you could hear them. And they are hot, objectively, in both forms. 

“Yeah, I’d be down to hang out.” You say, reaching into the pocket of your jeans to pull out your phone. “Can I-?”

“Yes. Yeah.” Jordan pulls their own phone out clumsily, handing it to you. 

You put your number in with a smile, and take the liberty to add a little emoji heart at the end of your name before you hand it back to them. “Should I text you, or are you going to text me?”

I don’t think I could stop myself if I tried. “I’ll text you.” Jordan says, glancing down at their phone. “A heart?”

“You don’t think so?”

No, no. No it’s great, I'm never going to change it. “A little fast, no?” They say. 

You smile, and inject your voice into their head. Liar. I’ll see you later Jordan. 

Before they can say anything else, you turn and leave, throwing one last glance at them over your shoulder. They don’t even try to pretend that they aren’t staring. 

Butterflies swarm your stomach as you make your way back through the halls. You can’t remember the last time being in someone’s head made you like them more rather than less, but Jordan… sweet, apologetic Jordan. It’s exciting, in a way, knowing what they were thinking about you, and knowing that despite the fact that you know, they still want to hang out. You check your phone, even though it’s not even been a minute since you left. Sure enough, a text-

what are you doing tmrw from like 2-4

You type out your reply: hanging out w u probably

You almost forget to get Caldwin’s coffee on the way back. 

real.

This man has a choke hold on me, especially when he does that.

one of the best stories I've read

No rest [P.M]

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A/n: this is the third installment of the ‘Behave’ series. For this one I would recommend reading the second part first

Pairings: mafia! Poly!Marauders x fem!reader

Words: 4.8k

Summary/request: “poly mafia marauders where you get taken by one of their rivals and they go to save you and when you get home they stitch you up and baby you while apologizing profusely”

Warnings: NSFW 16+, kidnapped reader, oral (f receiving), hitting, blood, cut, crying. As always lmk if I missed anything. There is no dub!con in this chapter! Safeword is in place!

Soft light streamed in through the large oval windows, casting an ethereal light upon the bedroom and your squirming body on the bed.

Nothing but praises, heavy breaths and whimpering moans bounced throughout the room.

Your fingers gripped the white sheets - needing something to hold onto whilst Remus feasted on your aching cunt.

You’d woken up with quite the ache, brain cloudy with need making you wake Remus with a whimpering whine. You’d batted your eyelashes prettily with a pout, traced the scars that littered his chest, kissed his neck as you begged the man for relief.

He’d only chuckled kissed your temple before slipping beneath the covers, finding your wet panty-less cunt and diving right in.

“You look so pretty, sweetheart,” James whispered in your ear, groping one of your exposed breasts in his veiny hand.

Remus’ tongue worked with precision, licking into your dripping hole, nose bumping against your swollen clit.

You could only moan, eyes fluttering shut at the intense feeling of Remus between your legs accompanied by the eminence amount of praise you were receiving.

Of course, you knew that you deserved it, being an absolute angel all week, following their rules with no objection, and if this was the reward - well, you’d say it was worth it.

You gasped as Sirius slid beside you, biting and sucking marks onto your neck.

Remus groaned from between your legs, moving to tongue over your clit, making your body tense and jolt from the stimulating attention.

“Look at me, pumpkin,” Sirius purred, turning your face with long tattooed fingers.

You obliged, looking at the smirking male through hooded eyes - your eyes fluttering every time Remus’ tongue hit you just right.

“Fuck… look at you,” Sirius groaned, licking his lips as his eyes roamed over your withering figure, “kiss me, pet.”

Sirius’ kisses were always greedy and possessive, keeping you right there with him and forcing it into your brain who you belonged to.

He devoured you, his mouth moulding over yours, tongue gliding into your mouth, making your brain go completely dumb for them.

Your grip eased on the sheets only for your hand to find James’, squeezing it as your thighs shook and tightened around Remus’ head the closer you crawled to the edge.

You felt slightly dizzy, your lungs clawing for oxygen between each kiss you shared with Sirius - all of the sensations coming down around you.

Your moan broke the needy kiss, Remus’ scarred hands digging into the soft flesh of your hips as you shook. Your release pulsed through you, leaving you a whimpering, moaning mess, nails digging into James’ hand.

Your breathing was heavy, your chest rising and falling with every breath as you lay in the blissful aftermath of such an intense feeling.

Remus kissed the inside of your thighs before crawling back up your body, placing his lips on yours. You moaned into his mouth at the taste of yourself, relaxing further into the soft pillows that lay beneath you.

“Good?” Remus questioned with a raised brow. He, of course, knew the answer; he just enjoyed watching your fucked out brain trying to think of good words to show gratitude.

You nodded, eyes dreamily looking up at his smirking face, “so good… thank you, Remmy.”

He hummed, pecking your forehead before getting up from the bed. You whined when the two men on both sides of you got up as well, removing the surrounding warmth.

“Where are you going?” you whined, scrambling off of the bed. The room's temperature caused a cold shiver to crawl up your spine, leaving goosebumps to form on your arms.

“We got business to attend to,” Sirius replied, grunting when your body crashed into his. You tried your hardest to look as pleading as possible, looking up at him with huge eyes.

“Can I come?”

Sirius smirked, his ring clad hand smoothing over the soft flesh of your bum, “didn’t you just do that?”

“Sirius!” you whined, “you know what I mean.”

“Watch yourself, doll… you’ve been so good; let’s not change that,” Remus spoke calmly, but his stern tone still lingered in his voice.

You hid yourself in Sirius’ chest, body shivering slightly, “Sorry.”

“Come on now, angel… we’ll be back before you have the chance to miss us,” James grinned, pulling you from Sirius to help you into one of their oversized grey jumpers and a pair of your pretty pink lace panties.

“Can I watch a movie?” you asked, toying with the buttons on James' white pressed dress shirt.

“Of course, you can… as many as you’d like, sweet thing,” James smiled, guiding you out of the room and down the hall until you made it to the large living room.

Like the rest of the house, the ceilings were incredibly high, making you feel small in the grand mansion.

You were guided to the long couch, watching as James found the remote for you, placing it in your hand.

“Watch whatever you’d like, angel.”

“Thank you, Jamie,” you grinned, enjoying the way they guided you.

Sirius strode into the room, followed closely by Remus. It was quite intimidating having them all stand in front of you, surrounding you as you stared up at them from the couch.

“The rules, doll?” Remus asked, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into the touch like a cat, eyes closing from the gentleness.

“The. rules?” he asked again, this time firmer when you didn’t answer.

“Oh… right,” your eyes opened before you started reciting the rules, “don’t go outside unless it’s in the garden… don’t open the door unless I hear the special knock… and be good.”

They all hummed as you finished listing the rules. Remus’ thumb stroked your cheek while murmuring a soft “good girl.”

You couldn’t help but preen at the praise, nuzzling your face against Remus’ palm, leaving a small kiss on the palm of his scarred hand.

Remus knelt in front of you, showing you the content of his other hand - a small worn book, obviously read a lot of times by its owner.

“Here, pet… for if you get bored of the TV,” he smiled, as gentle as he now could, handing you the book.

You examined it, reading the cover and flipping it to read the backside as well… it looked like an adventure novel, an exciting plotline jumping at you from the title.

“Thank you, Remmy,” you smiled, a warm blush spreading through you when he pressed his lips to your forehead before standing to tower over you again.

“Now… behave yourself… we’ll be back soon,” Remus reassured, giving your hair a small stroke before making his way out of the door.

James and Sirius each leaned down, in turn, to kiss your forehead as well; Sirius’ lips were upturned in a smirk at the pout your face adorned.

“I’ll miss you,” you whispered, holding onto Sirius’ hand before he could leave after Remus and James.

“We’ll miss you more, pumpkin,” he whispered back, squeezing your hand and giving you a wink before leaving you alone in the large living room - the silence deafening.

.

Your fingers flicked idly through the book Remus had given you, your eyes skimming over the words but not retaining any of the information on the pages.

You’d already spent time pacing the house a couple of times - boredom couldn’t even begin to cover what you felt.

A long sigh escaped you as you contorted your body for a stretch, cracking your stiff limbs, prepared to do something - anything.

The echo of the doorbell rang throughout the house, interrupting you mid-stretch. You perked up, excitedly bouncing off the couch.

You knew it probably wasn’t anything exciting, but you didn’t care… anything was better than rotting away on the couch.

Your bare feet padded across the long hallway, the doorbell ringing three more times before you made it to the door.

Your hand reached for the handle but halted as you waited - waited for the knock.

Knock - knock knock - knock knock knock - knock

And there it was.

You clicked open the locks of the large black door, itching for just an ounce of excitement, even if it was just one of their men telling you the news or checking on you.

An audible gasp left your lips when a pair of green snake-like eyes met yours as the door swung open. His lips were upturned in a malicious grin, large, lanky figure leaning against the doorway.

You gulped, looking up at the man that sent cold shivers running up your back, a man not welcome around you, and you knew that as well as he did.

“Why hello there, beautiful,” Adder breathed out, his tone sharp, dripping off of his tongue like venom.

You fidgeted in place, trying to avoid his eyes as they searched you intensely, dragging up and down your body with hunger.

No words left your lips; you could only stare past him, hoping someone would see and come to intervene.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in? It’s quite rude to let your guests wait on the doorstep, isn’t it?” he questioned, arm already moving you aside slowly to let himself past you.

You jumped back out of instinct at the contact of his hand on you, panicking as his shoes clicked against the wooden floor of the foyer.

“You really sh-shouldn’t… they aren’t home,” you stammered, palms sweating.

If you could punch yourself, you would; Adder’s lips flashed a smirk, his tongue darting out to wet his thin lips.

“They aren’t, huh? That’s good since I’m not here for them…,” he grinned, flashing his teeth and the one gold tooth that resided in his mouth.

“- I’m here for you.”

Goosebumps rose along your arms, the shiver on your back turning icy as you slowly backed away from him.

“I-I… they’ll be h-home any minute… a-and there’ll be people coming to check on me,” you stammered, back hitting the wall with a ‘thud’.

You flinched when his booming laugh echoed off the walls, the clicking stopping right in front of you, “no, they won’t.”

“- the thing is, girl… bad men like the ones you’re playing a stupid little whore for tend to make a lot of enemies,” his green eyes flashed with something that made tears well up in yours, your body shaking against the wall.

His large bony hand reached out, pulling you roughly against him, turning you, so your back was pressed against his hard chest. Adder kept a firm grip on your throat, squeezing in a dangerous way that made your lungs fight for oxygen. Your nails clawed at his forearm, stuttered pleas leaving your gasping lips.

“You’ll learn that hate is the strongest motivator,” he chuckled darkly, squeezing your throat with more force.

Your lungs burned from lack of air, the pinching grip you had on him began to loosen as your mind went dizzy and your face lost colour.

And then darkness.

.

The burning on your wrists woke you, the rope around them twisting and rubbing against your sensitive skin, keeping you seated on the cold hard chair. Your head pounded, and your throat hurt.

You blinked your eyes open, the fluorescent lights above you stinging your vision. The coldness of the room made you shiver. You could feel your chin wobble as scared tears welled in your eyes, but you tried forcing them down, determined to stay strong and not let the panic you felt drown you.

The low clicking of shoes outside the door caused your body to automatically shake even more as the door to the grey basement room opened.

“Finally awake, I see,” Adder’s low drawl came, an evil smirk glinting all the way up in his beady green eyes.

“They’ll be looking for me… and they’ll kill you,” your tone was bitter, feigning confidence. You shut your eyes tightly, flinching away from the cold hand that touched your cheek.

“You really are dumb… now I get why they kept such a stupid thing like you,” he laughed, his hand keeping your face in a tight grip.

“-and probably also for other reasons, I presume,” he continued with a sadistic grin.

Your breathing picked up as his hand moved, his fingers forcing their way past your shut lips, his other hand keeping your jaw in a firm grasp. You wiggled your bound hands, trying to think of a solution.

Only one thing came to mind; out of instinct, you bit down on his fingers hard, keeping your teeth in them even as he tried to pull them from your mouth. Adder let out a loud, angry yell, pulling his now bleeding fingers from your mouth.

His eyes flashed with anger, and without any preparation, the back of his hand made contact with your face.

“You fucking bitch!! You just wait; I’ll fucking kill you,” he yelled, his voice booming throughout the room.

Your ear rang as the stinging pain bled through your face. The ring on his finger had left a large cut on your cheek, warm blood trickling down and dripping onto the grey jumper.

Adder’s nostrils flared as he bent down, grabbing your face hard in his hand. You hissed in pain, his fingers digging into the new cut and forming bruise on your cheek.

“I will kill you… and no one’s going to miss such a fucking whore,” he whispered, his eyes dark and hateful.

He let go and left the room, but not without turning off the lights. The tears you had kept in finally trickled out as the door shut, your whole body trembling and the pain from the cut much more prominent as salty tears leaked over it.

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“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE,” Sirius yelled, his voice angry and powerful. He stomped back to the front door, knocking over a vase in frustration, watching the porcelain shatter into thousands of pieces on the wooden floor.

All three of them had rushed home after their men had failed to send updates on how you were doing, the thirty-minute check-ins ceasing only a couple of hours after they’d left.

The clarification that something was indeed wrong came as soon as they pulled up to the house, only to be greeted by an open gate, an open front door and a bunch of knocked out men.

Hours passed, the sun disappeared from the sky, replaced by a crescent moon. The worry only increased between the three of them, their temper rising with every minute that passed.

“We’ll get her back,” Remus said, arms crossed as they waited for their large network of people to track you down.

James paced impatiently, murmuring things to himself, clenching his fists and jaw, trying to keep it cool.

“How the fuck could this happen?! She knew not to fucking open the door!“ Sirius kept venting, his eyes ablaze as he paced beside James.

“He must’ve known the knock somehow,” James murmured, but loud enough for the two others to hear.

“Can’t fucking trust anyone!” Sirius spoke angrily, throwing his hands around him.

Remus was about to say something, but his thoughts were interrupted by a frail young-looking man, his grey suit too big for his body. The man, clearly new in the business, heaved as he came to a halt just outside the large door.

“They’ve got a location,” he spoke, trying to sound confident in front of his tall intimating bosses.

Not a single moment of hesitation passed through them as they all trudged with determination toward the black SUV, speeding off.

.

Your fingers had gone numb; not even wiggling them could help the circulation. Your body shivered from the cold, teeth chattering.

You had absolutely no idea how long you’d been here; the blood on your cheek had dried, but a dull pain bloomed throughout.

You gasped in fright when the door sprung open, the angry click of the shoes coming toward you in the dark room.

A scream tore from your throat; your body was yanked from the chair forcefully. Adder grunted, his grip on you tight, yet you kept fighting and squirming.

“Be still, you fucking bitch,” Adder growled, throwing your body onto the cement floor with a thud.

A cry of pain left you; your legs scraped on the rough floor.

You cowered in on yourself, your arms awkwardly tied behind your back, straining and pulling on your limbs.

Another cry of pain escaped your dry, chapped lips as a harsh kick hit your already weak body.

“Fucking useless,” Adder grunted, bending down to hoist you up again.

A loud bang interrupted his actions, dropping you on the floor again as his body straightened.

He quickly made his way out of the room, the cocking of a gun ringing in your mind.

Your lips turned up in a smile, your body numb against the cold floor. All you could do was listen to the distant shouting, the grunting, the punches being thrown, then the gunshot -

and quiet.

You held your breath, shutting your eyes as you waited for the clicking of the black shoes, your body growing more and more tired.

And then thudding - rushed thudding - halting every now and then in search.

On came the fluorescent lights, blinding you even from behind your closed eyelids.

Your eyes remained closed; that way, you would stay safe for a little while longer.

Your stuttering breathing deafened you, keeping everything muffled; only your own gasp could pull you back properly. The hands on your body forcing your eyes back open within an instant.

“Sweetheart…” James breathed, his hands gentle as they pulled you up.

Emotion passed through you too fast for you to comprehend, your breathing heavy as the dam broke, and the tears leaked heavily down your cheeks.

You fell against his broad chest, sobbing into his white shirt, “y-you p-promised.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he sighed, waiting for Remus to untie your wrists before lifting your body up.

Your limbs felt numb and tired, only able to cling to James and bury yourself in the warmth of him before the fatigue overtook you entirely.

.

A gentle hand brushed over your hair, the lights from street lamps blinking through the tinted windows of the moving car.

Your body lay splayed out on the backseat, your head resting on James’ lap. His hazel eyes looked over your tired and bruised face and neck, fingers gliding gently over the forming bruises. Your breath hitched as he touched the dried cut on your cheek, his hand quickly retreating.

“Watch it, James,” Remus spoke sternly from the driver's seat, keeping an eye on the both of you in the rearview mirror.

James moved his hand back to your hair, “sorry, sweet girl.”

You could only blink up at him, your eyes droopy as you tried to stifle a yawn, body aching, trying to get comfortable.

“We’re home soon… go back to sleep, pet,” Sirius murmured, noticing your restless figure and yawn.

You couldn’t say anything, couldn’t fight, so you shut your eyes, letting your mind drift off again.

.

It was as if the all the noise in your head mixed together, creating loud static that made it impossible to think.

You sat silently on the kitchen counter, blinking slowly at Remus right in front of you. His hand gently dabbed over the cut on your cheek, keeping you in place with the other when you winced from the sting.

“Sorry, doll, I know it hurts” Remus caressed your good cheek gently, watching you watch him.

James leaned against the counter next to you, also just observing you. No matter how many gentle words they spoke or the caring touches, they couldn’t ignore the out of focus look in your eye.

The bruises on your cheek and neck grew darker and darker with every passing hour.

Sirius had stormed out in angry silence after they’d helped change your jumper, the large bruise on your back having taken form already. Your body sensitive and aching, your wrists rubbed raw.

You gasped as Remus lifted your body from the counter, carrying you through the house to bed with James following in tow.

Gentle was the only way to describe them at this moment - the scary, intimidating men turned gentle, treating you like a porcelain cup ready to shatter in their hands at any given moment.

Honestly, you felt as if you were ready to shatter, just a pin-drop away from collapsing in on yourself.

Under the warm covers, surrounded by your protectors - static, just static.

“Sweetheart, I need you to drink some water for me. Can you do that?” James spoke softly, not waiting for an answer before bringing the bottle to your lips.

His large hand supported the back of your head as he tipped the bottle, allowing the cold liquid to flow down your dry throat.

“Good job,” he smiled, as gentle as he could ever be, helping you lay down completely.

Even in your gone state of mind, you were afraid they were going to leave, afraid that you would have to lay in the dark all alone with your thoughts.

You felt yourself relax as Remus got on top of the covers, still in his nice trousers and shirt, sitting with his back against the headboard. He waited for you to curl up to him, brushing a hand over your hair before pulling out some work for him to do as you slept. James did the same, enclosing you in the warmth between them.

Only you couldn’t sleep; your mind was racing. Every time you shut your eyes, the green eyes stared right at you back at you.

You were so exhausted, but you kept your eyes open, hoping that the shuffling of paper would eventually lull you to sleep.

They did for about five minutes, but the more you fell under, the closer the green eyes came, yelling for you.

You sat up with a startled gasp, the bedroom door shutting loudly behind the raven-haired man.

“It’s just me,” Sirius grumbled, avoiding looking at your bruised face.

Remus discarded the paperwork on the bedside table, rubbing a scarred hand on your trembling back.

“Fucking hell,” Sirius murmured angrily, yanking off his tie. His movements harsh, making your breathing pick up.

“Sirius,” James warned, his gaze flicking from you to him, watching your wide-eyed stare.

Sirius stopped in the middle of the room, chest heaving with deep angry breaths, “should’ve fucking known,” he spoke lowly.

Your breath hitched as his gaze finally met yours. Sirius lifted his hand, pointing a finger directly at you.

“You should’ve fucking known not to open the door!”

Sirius paced, angrily throwing his hands up.

“There are windows fucking everywhere! Could’ve looked through one of them!”

“Sirius, that’s eno-“ Remus tried.

“NO! We have all sorts of bloody security, and this happens… can’t leave her alone for one fucking hour.”

Your chin wobbled as you curled in on yourself, bringing your knees to your chest. Tears blurred your vision, already falling down the apples of your cheeks, staring at Sirius’ angry pacing.

As much as you tried to silence yourself, a sob still tore through your throat, body shaking.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, heavy sobs now echoing freely.

Sirius’ pacing stopped, his body frozen, heavy breaths still heaving in his chest.

His gaze landed upon you, the anger he felt replaced by guilt in nothing but a split second.

Your trembling body curled in on yourself, and the fear in your eyes, looking at him through wet lashes.

“Sirius, this isn’t her fault, and you know it,” James tried calmly, watching Sirius as if he could see all the thoughts running through his mind.

Sirius let out a sigh, running his tattooed hands over his face, mentally slapping himself out of frustration.

“Come here,” he beckoned.

You looked at Remus beside you, hiccuping sobs still echoing throughout the room. You looked back at Sirius, shaking your head lightly.

Sirius took a step closer to the bed, standing right at the foot of it, opening his arms.

“Baby, come here,” he tried again, keeping his voice as soft as possible, but the edge still lingered in it.

You hesitated but decided against everything and slowly crawled out from under the blanket towards him.

Sirius waited for you to reach him, keeping his arms open for you to crawl into, closing them around you when you did.

With one arm under your bum and the other wrapped behind you, he lifted you, carrying you to the armchair that sat in the corner of the room.

You cried in the crook of his neck, keeping yourself buried there as he made you comfortable on his lap.

“I know, pumpkin, I know,” he soothed, shushing you ever so lightly, caressing your back and hair gently.

Sirius let you cry, let you fist onto his shirt.

Once your sobs had turned to small sniffles, and the tears didn’t fall in streams down your cheeks, a warm blanket was placed on yours and Sirius’ bodies by Remus. A gentle kiss was placed on your forehead once you unburied yourself from Sirius before Remus went back to work on the bed.

Sirius placed a kiss of his own on the top of your head as you relaxed against him, fatigue making your eyes droopy and heavy.

They spoke quietly amongst themselves, the chatter falling into the background as sleep began pulling you under. Sirius’ warm body keeping you safe and secure.

“I’m sorry,” was the last thing you heard whispered to you before you drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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The Girl We Love

Poly!Marauders x Female!Reader

A/N: Hello! Long time no see; this came to me out of nowhere, and I just wrote it off the top of my head; I hope you enjoy it! <3 P.S. I have no idea what to think about this story.

Summary: Can all of them handle loving you at the same time?

Warning: Containing cursing, soon-to-be-smut, etc... Viewer discretion is advised.

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The boys were enjoying their summer, basking in the hot sun and the chance to go in the pool anytime they wanted. Although it was just Remus, Sirius, and James, that was all they needed. Unfortunately, Peter was in France, but 3/4 Marauders was better than none.

"James, Sirius!" Euphemia yelled as James and Sirius groaned, not wanting to go downstairs due to their laziness, "I know you boys can hear me, and I am giving you five seconds," She yelled louder as the two boys looked at each other in fear as they both lunged to the door, James pushing Sirius into the wall.

"5..4...3.." The boys had rushed downstairs before two to see their Euphemia setting the dining room, "Why is Remus the only helpful boy in this house?" Euphemia huffed as Remus set down the dishes.

James ignored her, noticing the fancy table mats she would only bring out when people came over, "Uh, Mum, what's going on?" James asked, scratching his head, confused.

"Yeah, we never use this table unless James forgot he's human instead of dog," Sirius joked as James smacked him in his stomach, earning a groan.

Euphemia sighed, "Ms. L/N and Y/N are coming for dinner," She answered, setting the plates over the tablecloths.

James's mother and your mother were best friends, practically inseparable when you all were younger. Even when they didn't see each other, James would see her writing letters to your mom.

"Why?" James asked as Euphemia glared at him, "I just mean that we haven't seen her in so long, like since we were like thirteen,"

"You mean when you all would rough house and were into wrestling and Quidditch?" Euphemia hummed.

"The good old days," Sirius added, looking up in dramatics.

"Yeah, when you would tackle her and throw mud on us all," Remus muttered.

"Um yeah?" Sirius responded, "The good old days!"

Having you over was like having another brother around when it came to James. You always loved watching Quidditch and would yell with him when your favorite team won, chest-bumping each other.

You would always dress like the Marauders, wear whatever trend they were following, and play with whatever toys seemed remarkable to them.

You all ate like absolute slobs, and Euphemia and your mother would constantly reprimand all of you, but you didn't care because if you all did it, it was incredible.

When your parents divorced and you went to France with your Father, they all hadn't realized the switch in your presence as much. They would mention you sometimes but would only give it a short conversation. They were just kids; They didn't know much until later.

"This might be nice, you know?" Sirius said, "We haven't seen Y/N in so long, and I do miss having another one of the guys in the house," Sirius wrapped his arm around James's shoulders.

"Y/N is a girl," Remus corrected.

"You know what I mean," Sirius said, sitting in his seat.

"Wonder if she still plays Quidditch," James added, sitting beside Sirius.

"Can't wait to kick her arse in it," Sirius said, putting his hands together tauntingly.

Euphemia shushed them, "Enough of this talk, they should be arriving any minute now, and I expect the most from all of you," She tsked, moving near the door.

"She's talking about you two," Remus said, smirking.

"Oh shove it, Moony, you aren't a saint," James teased.

"Yeah, we know of your unspeakable acts in the bedroom," Sirius joked, winking at Remus as he bit his tongue.

James could hear voices from the front door as you stepped into view, hugging Euphemia, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing; none of them could.

Of course, you were different; the years did you well, but your hair grew past your shoulders, not the usual bob. You were wearing a lavender dress, a step away from your tomboy outfits. From what he remembered about you, your nails were painted in your favorite color, and you no longer wore a retainer everywhere you went.

Your dress hugged your waist perfectly, and none of the Marauders were perverts, but none of them could hide the fact that they were staring at you.

You looked at them with a grin, going over to James first as he stood up from his chair like a statue, "Jamesy!" You squeaked, the childhood nickname sounding different now.

You embraced him in a tight hug, your boobs pressing against his chest as he grew flustered. You pulled back, looking at him, "I missed you so much," You excitedly said, returning for a hug.

James could feel how soft your skin was, like a rose petal coated in shea butter. He had never felt something so gentle in his entire life like it wasn't real.

Once James squeezed you back, you moved over to Sirius, giving him a tight hug. His hands stayed on your back as your lips were on his neck accidentally. Sirius was never the type to blush, but somehow, you succeeded.

Sirius could smell home when he was near you, like cinnamon and hot chocolate, like a long day of Quidditch on the grass and Euphemia giving him a cold glass of Butterbeer kind of touch.

You pulled back, giving him a smile instead of words because moving over to Remus, pecking him on the cheek, and moving to a hug, "Remsy, long time no see," You giggled, giving him a hug as he smiled, trying not to let his thoughts get to him.

Remus could feel your happiness like sunlight as if it was glowing. When he hugged you, he felt happy like never before; it made him forget every stormy night or memory.

They all could feel your presence like a lightning bolt with each embrace, and it was hard to hide when you were up against them.

Euphemia and your mother were still chatting at the door, so you decided to talk with them about their social life as much as possible.

"I missed all of you so much," You cheesily said, sitting across from them all, "Please tell me how all of you have been," You looked at Sirius first.

You had developed a slight French accent, but only people would notice if they genuinely heard you.

Both Remus and James side-eyed Sirius, who looked shellshocked, "Well, I've just been focusing on school since graduation and just been enjoying summer," He awkwardly laughed, not knowing what to say, "I made Quidditch Co-captain with James,"

Your mouth fell open, "Oh my god, I am so proud of you guys; congratulations," You said happily.

"Thank you," James and Sirius said in unison as you laughed.

"What about you, James?" You asked, looking at him.

"I've been focusing on Quidditch and maybe becoming an Auror in the future when I'm done with my Quidditch career," James responded.

"I remember you always talking about being an Auror; I'm glad you still want to do it," You responded kindly, "What about you, Remus?" You looked at him.

"I've been focusing on becoming a healer or professor since I enjoy helping others," He said as you beamed.

"Well, considering you did help me when I cut my knee on the concrete when we were ten, I would say you are perfectly trained," You joked as Remus grinned.

"What about you, Y/N? What have you been up to?" James asked.

"Well, I hope to become a journalist or a write since it is a dream, but I was going to move back to London with my boyfriend," You said as all of the boys mentally punched themselves, "But then he cheated on me so I might just be alone," You said as the boys grinned from ear to ear.

"Yes!" Sirius said as you raised an eyebrow, "Yes, what an awful thing for him to do; I am so sorry, Y/N," Sirius said.

"Agreed, he must be a bloody fool," Remus added.

"I'm glad he's out of your life," James said, "Uh because, he's a horrible person,"

"Thank you, guys; I am glad I found out before I moved with him here," You said with relief.

Your mother and Euphemia approached the table, your mother sitting next to you and Euphemia sitting across, "I apologize, Fleamont couldn't attend; he has business matters in Rome," Euphemia said in a sweet voice.

"That man always focuses on business," Your mother tsked as Euphemia smiled before your mother looked at the three boys, "Oh my, how you guys have grown," She smiled dearly.

"You don't look like a day over twenty, Ms. L/N," Sirius winked as Remus elbowed him, causing the air to fall out of his lungs.

"Why thank you, dear," Your mother said genuinely as Euphemia glared at Sirius.

"First course is ready!" Minnie said, snapping her fingers to a variety of foods. Your eyes shot in amazement at the different dishes, even some being French.

"Thank you, Minnie," Euphemia said, nodding to the elf as Minnie bowed, disappearing.

"Y/n, how have your studies been at Beaubaxtons?" Euphemia asked, grabbing some potatoes.

"Delightful," You responded, "I know that it seems like a reform school for young girls, but I actually do enjoy it there, and we always watch Quidditch, surprisingly," You said as Euphemia grinned, "I do wish we had our own team though, I would love to play,"

"I'll play with you, Y/N," James said as the table looked at him, "If you ever need a partner," He whispered, digging into his chicken.

You cheerfully looked at him, "I would love to,"

James smiled to himself as Sirius side-eyed James, "And if you ever need another partner, I am here as well," Sirius added, making James kick him from under the table.

"Thank you, Sirius, I would love that as well," You said, still smiling.

Euphemia noticed the two boys rolling her eyes, "And your mother has told me you enjoy reading; Remus might know a thing or two about that," She said.

"I've needed a reading partner. The girls at Beaubaxton read, but they don't have much variety," You chuckled.

"Well, I can assure you that I do," Remus jokingly said as both James and Sirius glared at him, causing Remus to clear his throat.

"That's great! Considering I will be staying here, that sounds incredible," You said as James nearly spit out his dragon fruit juice.

"The cat seems out of the bag," Your mother said, eating another piece of meat.

"Oh, I apologize; you hadn't told them?" You said, looking at Euphemia.

"Not yet," Euphemia said with a slight smile, "Y/N and her mother will be staying with us for the summer,"

They all felt like they were in a dream that felt like reality; Sirius was close to pinching himself.

If they were thirteen again, they probably would've considered this a chance to have another Peter around, but now, it was entirely different.

You were sweet, still enjoyed Quidditch, and read while being entirely yourself.

You were like a dream.

"Trust me, they are all excited," Euphemia told you as the boys snapped out of the trance.

"That sounds amazi-" Remus started.

"I am so glad-" Sirius beginning.

"I can't wait to-"

They all said simultaneously, making you giggle, "I am excited too."

From then on, the conversations were light with laughs and banter, moving through the courses until Euphemia decided that all the kids needed to go to bed, to which James and Sirius protested.

They were all instructed to guide you to your room, to which you followed them up the stairs until they led you to a room with lavender walls and blue and white bedding.

You stopped them at the door, grinning ear to ear at the room, "Thank you all for leading me to my room," You said as they all said you were welcome at the same time.

You giggled, "I missed you guys so much," You said, hugging all of their tall figures with a kiss on each of their cheeks, "Goodnight, I will see you tomorrow,"

They all stuttered a goodnight as you closed the door.

And the Marauders didn't know they could ever want something so wrong.

Lost memories

this is a short story of Kuina x female reader

SPOILERS if you haven't watched all of it

fluff, angst

As I lie here on the floor, all I'm thinking is 'please, please be ok'. The king of spades shot me down after Arisu and Aguni blew the store to pieces but somehow the only thing I'm worried about is if kuina is ok

Kuina was the first person I felt like I could trust full heartedly with my life. We met during my third game after she saved me, we haven't been apart after that

One day at the beach a realization struck me, I have feelings for her. We were sitting by the pool as usual and i just couldnt look away from her. Her eyes, her smile, the way her voice sounds so soothing or the way ahe voices her opinion no matter what. I couldn't handle the fear. Fear that she wouldn't feel the same, fear that she would end up hurt or even worse, dead

I couldn't keep my head on straight with her around so one night I packed my things and decided to leave. Before I made it out the door Chishiya stopped me

"Going out a little late are we?" He moved from the shadows making me jolt in panic

"Jesus Chishiya, I told you not to do that again" I put my hand over my heart. His face remained serious

"Are you going to explain?" He raised on of his brows. I stayed silent for a moment before finding the right words

"I can't garuntee my survival with her around" I spoke quietly. He hummed

"Kuina" he confirmed out loud. I sighed and hung my head low

"I... I have feelings for her and whenever she's around I just can't think straight. All I think about is making sure she's ok" Chishiya nodded putting his hands in his jacket pockets

"You aren't going to say goodbye?" He asked walling closer

"I can't, if I do I would change my mind." I grabbed my bag and turned to walk out but stopped one last time

"Just... please tell her I'll be ok" I didn't have to turn to know Chishiya had nodded. After that I went off on my way

In the end it was fates twisted joke that brought us together again. Almost everyone was brought together to take down the king of spades. As we both lay here kn the ground, one with stab wounds and one with bullet holes

I started to chuckle causing me to choke on my own blood. Kuina turned to me with hard breaths

"What's... so funny" she managed to get out. She started to cough up blood

"I left so this wouldn't happen. It happened anyways... funny right?" My breaths were labored. Kuina had a slight laugh

"I didn't want to see you like this, I love you too much" I stared at the sky while kuina's eyes were trained on me

"You... love me?" Kuina asked, I could hear her voice get more hoarse. I looked into her eyes

"Obviously" I smiled, blood now slipping past my mouth. I looked at her like I did the first.time I laid eyes on her

"I... love you.. too idiot" she smiled and reached out grabbing my hand

"Where do you think we'll go after this?" I questioned. She looked to the sky with a tear falling down

"Maybe home.. maybe heaven? Who knows" as she spoke I could feel myself slipping away. I tried to stay just for her but all of a sudden I stopped breathing and my face went stoic

I groaned waking up. I tried to sit up but there were multiple bandages on my abdomen

"What the fuck?" I looked at my surroundings and found I was in a hospital. I looked to my left and there was an empty bed. I decided to grab a wheel chair and find out what happened

It took a while to get into the wheel chair but I just used sheer stupidity and willpower. I wheeled around the hospital until I saw a TV in the lobby, on the news they were saying there was an explosion and I was caught in it. I sighed and rested for a minute

"Miss? You shouldn't be out of bed! You should be resting!" A nurse shouted worriedly

"I just wanted to see what happened, I'll be back there in a minute" I reassured her

"Why don't I help you?" She was about to wheel me back to the room but another emergency came in and she was needed. She told me she'd be back as soon as she can. I leaned back into my chair until I heard a familiar name

"Hikari" I turned and it was a girl with her two parents, looks like she was caught in the explosion too. I couldn't put my finger on it but I swear I know her from somewhere

I waited for the girl to have her time with her parents. I was about to wheel over when the nurse came back

"Alright miss y/n, time to go back to your bed" I didn't bother protesting, she's the nurse not me. Once we got to my room she helped me get into bed, it was a struggle but we got it done soon enough

"I'll be back to check up on you soon, rest now" I nodded. I had this feeling that I forgot something but I just can't remember. I was so stuck on this feeling that I didn't notice when someone came walking in

"Do i... know you?" It was the girl from the lobby, Hikari I think it was

"I don't think we met but.. I feel like I know you from somewhere" we both sat there for a minute, staring. It didn't feel weird for some reason

"I know this sounds weird and you can totally say no but do you want to hang out sometime?" I asked her. She smiled and her face had heated a bit

"Yeah that would be cool"

love

hii :3 how are you today? can i request dom!charlie fingerfucking fem!reader during movie night? all of their friends are with them so the reader has to be quiet.. also charlie gets really excited during the kill scenes

(inspired by a literal dream of mine i can’t breathe)

A/N: hi anon! i'm doing well, thank you sm for asking :). i love this idea, and i am so so jealous of your dream 😩. hope you enjoy!

Movie Night <3 - Charlie x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: dom!charlie, sub!fem!reader, descriptions of gore, semi-public (?) fingering, cum eating

It was a cold, dark night, perfect for a scary movie. Charlie had invited you, Robbie, Kirby, Jill, and a few other friends over for a little movie night, specifically a slasher he had been wanting to watch forever.

That's how you ended up curled up on the couch, listening to everyone chatter and laugh while Charlie set up the TV. You were under a soft, blue blanket, which was slung over your legs comfortably. Robbie had sat next to you, the two of you making casual conversation about who knows what.

"Alright, that should do it.. you guys ready?" Charlie asked, turning to face the group with an excited smile. Most of them were sat on the floor, beers in hand and a large bowl of popcorn amongst them. Everyone agreed, beginning to settle down as the opening cedits started to flash across the screen. Charlie moved away from the TV, pointing at Robbie as he approached the couch.

"Get up, that's my spot," he huffed, glancing at you. Robbie groaned, but didn't argue, getting up and joining everyone else on the floor. Charlie grinned, settling himself on the couch with you. He leaned against the back, one of his thighs pressed to the arm of the couch. Once he was comfortable, he gave you an expecting look, wordlessly inviting you to cuddle up to him.

You didn't hesitate, scooting closer and moving the blanket so it was covering both your lower halves. You laid against his side, feeling his arm wrap around you. Both your legs hung off the couch, feet planted on the floor and your eyes landing on the TV.

The movie started out with one of those shorter clips they play in the beginning to get you interested, a pretty blonde girl innocently getting ready for bed. She's texting her boyfriend, brushing her teeth, getting changed.. perfectly mundane activities, unaware of her unfortunate future. Soon she's screaming and crying, getting chased down and brutally attacked by the antagonist. It's a classic opening, which you knew Charlie would appreciate.

Charlie was, of course, glued to the scene. He was watching with a small smile as it continued it's chorus of screams and metallic slashing, flashes of red reflecting in his eyes when the blood started flowing. He was absolutely enamored, and it had barely started.

When the movie cut out of the opening scene and started introducing the main characters, he took the time to look down at you. You were paying close attention to the film, the lights from the screen bouncing across your features fluidly. He bit his lower lip, his eyes raking down your figure slowly.

He could see down your shirt from the upward angle he was at, the sight making him fight back an eager smile. He glanced down to get an eyeful of those thighs he loved so much, sighing quietly when he remembered the blanket. It covered your legs, blocking his view.

You peeked up at him when he sighed, noticing he was more focused on you than the movie. He met your gaze, giving you a sheepish smile when you caught him staring. You just smiled back, shaking your head a bit and getting closer to him before looking at the TV again. It wasn't unusual to catch him staring, but it never failed to make you feel flattered.

He watched the movie with you for a while, and while he was interested, he just couldn't focus with you so close. He could feel how warm you were, even through the fabric of his clothes. After a few more minutes, he couldn't help himself anymore, moving his arm from around your shoulder downwards. You didn't think much of it when he settled his hand on your thigh, still looking forward. He squeezed gently, fingers pressing into the soft, warm flesh. His eyes stayed pinned on the screen, not wanting to miss the upcoming scene as he moved.

You started to squirm a little when his hand slipped upward, closer to the space between your legs. You turned to look at him, leaning up a little so only he could hear you.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, glancing at the others to make sure they didn't hear you. He shrugged, giving you a mock confused look. "I'm watching the movie," he answered innocently, turning his attention back to the screen. Kirby turned when she heard you chattering, briefly looking between the two of you before ignoring it.

You realized you were too close to the group to make any noise, your face starting to feel hot as you tried to stay focused. A gruesome scene was taking place on the TV, which of course, had almost all Charlie's attention.

Almost.

His hand moved higher up until his fingertips were brushing over the waistband of your pajama shorts, a shiver rolling up your spine at the warmth of his skin on yours. All you could do was try to control your breathing, your underwear getting more and more damp, soaking with your arousal.

He pushed his hand into your shorts, feeling how wet you were through the ruined underwear. You sucked in a sharp breath, catching Kirby's attention yet again.

"You alright?" she asked, and suddenly everyone's eyes were on you. Your face became hot, your lips parting as you tried to think of something to say. She looked a little confused, probably concerned about how flustered you looked.

"Yes.. yeah! Yeah, this movie's just giving me the heebie jeebies," you lied, earning a little smile from her. "I know, right? It's way better than I thought it'd be," she commented, and you weakly returned the smile. Your head fell back when she looked away, thanking whatever high power there was for keeping her oblivious to what you were doing.

Charlie kept you close, his free hand reaching under the blanket to force your legs apart. You bit back a whine, forgetting about the movie and turning to look up at him. He didn't return the look, watching the movie like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

He started rubbing his fingers over your clothed clit, shushing you quietly when you gasped. Nobody noticed that time, focused on the movie. You gripped onto his forearm, hips involuntarily bucking forward against his hand before stilling again, your palms sweaty and you breathing uneven.

You tried your hardest to focus, but it was impossible. All you knew was two characters on screen had been having a heart to heart or something, when they started kissing deeply, clawing at eachothers shirts and panting heavily. From the music and the way it was shot, you knew damn well what was about to happen.

Sure enough, things started escalating quick, and before you could really process it, it cut to a sex scene between the two. That actually held your gaze, and the coincidence would have been funny if you weren't internally battling your unbearable urge to beg for more from your resolute boyfriend.

Robbie whistled lowly when the girls tits were shown on screen, winning a smack on the back of the head from one of the girls, though you weren't paying much attention anymore. Charlie, however, watched with focus, thinking about the two of you in their position. He was working himself up, impatient with his own agonizing pace. He moved his hand, finally shoving it into your underwear after what felt like ages. He groaned under his breath, masking it with a weak cough.

He leaned his head down a bit, putting his lips close to your ear and making sure only you could hear him. To an outsider, it just looked like you guys were cuddling, the blanket concealing what was really happening to you. He quietly hummed in contemplation, teasing your soaked entrance with his index finger.

"Right here?" he asked lowly, though he already knew the answer. You nodded frantically, your nails digging into his arm and your heart pounding. It was so surreal that he was actually doing this to you, right where any of your friends could catch you.

Thank god he had the TV up pretty loud, because if he hadn't, there was no way anyone would mistake the wet sound of him finally pushing his finger into your needy cunt. You were biting your lip so hard that you thought you would bleed, your other hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He felt a sense of accomplishment, holding you close to him and leaning down. He kissed the top of your head, mumbling a quiet 'I know' before focusing on yet another gorey scene.

"Dude, the blood looks so real," Robbie said, and Charlie nodded, casual as can be. "Yeah it does, I told you it was gonna be good," he replied. He turned his head down to you, giving you a teasing smile. "You like it so far?" he asked, and you could only nod, trying not make any sound. You knew if you tried to speak, it would just come out all wrong. However, you actually did take the time to acknowledge the scene he was so into.

The way it looked was extremely disturbing, but well shot. He watched carefully, starting to pump his finger in and out of you simultaneously. You took deep breaths, your forehead starting to sweat a little as you got more and more worked up.

His thumb began working circles on your clit, middle finger joining his index. An unexpected whimper slipped from your lips, and Charlie's fingers paused, fear shooting though you. You cursed mentally, realizing you definitely weren't quiet this time. Some girl who's name you didn't quite remember turned this time, locking eyes with you.

"Are you sure you're okay? You're acting weird," she asked, annoyance tinting her voice. You felt embarrassed, but you weren't the one to answer her.

"Chill out, I accidentally pulled their hair. Just watch the movie," Charlie replied, upset by the interruption. She paused, before scoffing and turning her attention back to the TV. His reaction only turned you on more, you loved when he got all defensive for you. You leaned up when nobody was minding you anymore, pressing an appreciative kiss to his jaw. He smiled lazily, pushing his fingers back in when he was sure you guys were in the clear. You promised yourself you wouldn't get caught again, unsure how you'd be able to get out of it a third time.

The pleasure was all-consuming, leaving you completely breathless as he worked on you. His fingers were coated with your slick, yet still giving you enough friction to drive you nuts. Your stomach fluttered when he pushed them deeper, the length of his fingers never failing to make you squirm.

He was going faster now, his thumb applying more pressure to your clit and his fingers occasionally curling. You tried your best to stay quiet, which didn't go unnoticed by Charlie. He would make sure to reward you later that night for being so good, but for now he just wanted to get you to your release.

Your eyes were watering from frustration, unable to move around or say anything as he fingerfucked you under the blanket. You could faintly hear the lewd, wet noises, but with all the grotesque sounds coming out of the TV's speakers, you were sure it would be fine. Through all of it, Charlie stayed pretty much caught up with the movie, multitasking extremely well.. considering what he was doing. You, however, had no clue what it was about so far, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his fingers.

Your walls started clenching around his fingers, your legs shaky slightly and your eyes fluttering shut. Charlie could tell you were getting closer and closer, but he didn't stop, keeping you close against him and leaning down to speak quietly to you one last time.

"Come on, cum for me," he whispered, barely audible. You held onto his forearm for dear life, your other hand grasping desperately at his leg as the burning knot in your stomach snapped, hurling you over the edge. It all came down on you at once, the sweet, perfect pleasure multiplying rapidly as you shook in his grasp. He held you tight, pulling his attention from the movie to help you ride it out. He used his free hand to grab your jaw, tilting your head up and pressing his lips to yours in a messy kiss.

You shuddered when it was over, still kissing him deeply as he pumped his fingers a few more times. He pulled back, an excited grin on his face when he met your tired gaze. You watched as he pulled his hand out of your pants and up to his mouth, pushing them past his lips. He was as quiet as he could be, cleaning them off. He had to fight back a satisfied hum, just settling back in like nothing ever happened.

He held you close for the rest of the movie, letting you lay your head in his lap and rubbing your back affectionately. He didn't say anything else for the duration of the film, silently planning what he was gonna do to you when everyone else left.

**

A/N: in my charlie era tbh. i have so many requests for him, i love it 😭. this one's kinda rushed, and honestly it felt weird to not write more dialogue, but i was still so excited to write this :)! hope you enjoyed <3. (not proofread yet).

hey guys so I can write for shows/movies like scream (my main one), the maze runner, the summer I turned pretty, you, marvel, and alice in borderland

my requests are always open

could you write bottom!sam x g!p reader smut please?

I can definitely try, sorry it took so long and I'm sorry in advance if it's bad

Y/n had been at work all day stressing over paperwork. Her leg was bouncing and all she could think about was getting home to her girlfriend, how beautiful she looks without even trying. All she wanted to do was bend her over and fuck her until she only knows her name

As soon as it hits 7 on the clock y/n is rushing out of there. She got in her car and zoomed all the way home. Y/n practically ran up the stairs to their apartment and opened the door. Sam turned to her girlfriend and smiled

"Hey bab-" y/n cut her off with a kiss. The kiss was heated and primary

As soon as they came up for air y/n started leaving open mouth kisses on Sam's neck. Sam's hands flew to y/n's hair

Y/n let her hands roam around Sam's figure from her hips, to her legs, and finally her ass. Sam leaned her head to the side and sighed in content

Y/n turned Sam around and bent her over the kitchen counter. kissing all the way down her legs, y/n practically ripped Sam's shorts off and her panties along with it

"You have no idea how much I missed you today" y/n spoke lowly. Sam let out an airy laugh

"I think I have an idea" y/n chuckled. Y/n dove right in and ate her like it was her last meal. Y/n was already painfully hard but Sam's moans were filling her ears and making it painful not to fuck her hard right then and there. Y/n couldn't take it anymore

"Fuck I'm not waiting for that damn bed, I'm taking you right here, right now" y/n smacked Sam's ass and stood up quickly. Sam turned around and kissed y/n while she was quickly getting her clothes out of the way

Finally y/n freed herself from her underwear, her dick smacking against her lower abdomen. Sam turned back and looked at it with hunger

"You're thirsty aren't you? My dirty little whore" y/n walked closer to Sam, getting so close their lips brush against each other

"On. Your. Knees." Sam immediately complies. Y/n coo's at her while brushing strands of hair out of Sam's face

Sam lays her tongue flat on the slit making y/n hiss in enjoyment. Y/n grabs Sam's hair into a ponytail

Sam suddenly takes in all she could, almost reaching y/n's pelvis

"Oh fuck! Thats it baby, take that fucking cock in your mouth" y/n was trying so hard told hold back from throat fucking her girlfriend. Y/n could hear Sam gagging on her cock and almost came from the sound

Y/n pulled Sam off of her and brought her to her feet. She bent Sam over the counter again, this time lining up her tip

"Fuck I've missed you so much today," y/n spoke as she lathered her cock in Sam's wet folds, "my coworkers were so fucking annoying" suddenly y/n plunged herself inside Sam. Sam tried to cover her moans with her hands while y/n was in pure bliss

"First Susie clocks in late." Y/n started taking her frustrations out on Sam. As y/n started speeding up, going harder Sam couldn't focus on what y/n was saying

"Can you fuckin' believe that?!" Y/n asked practically destroying Sam's pussy

"Oh fuck. Look at you all cock drunk. Nothing in that pretty little head is there?" Y/n could practically see her drooling

"Fuuuuck I love seeing you like this" y/n grabbed Sam's hair, pulling her backwards to her chest. Y/n started marking Sam's neck

"Harder" Sam could barely mutter the word. Y/n smirked at her girlfriend below her

"What was that baby?" Y/n teased

"Please, please harder" she basically begged. Y/n slowed her pace a bit and started going hard and deep

With each thrust Sam fell forward with a broken moan. Y/n let her head fall back in pleasure as she reached around, putting pressure on Sam's clit. Y/n could feel Sam tightening around her

"You about to cum? Yeah?" Sam started shaking her head fast as she could

"Cum. Cum on my cock, I know you want to" y/n whispered in Sam's ear. The intimacy of the moment made Sam fall over the edge. Y/n grunted in pleasure when she felt Sam's walls basically sucking her more inside. Sam's eyes were squeezed shut as y/n let her ride it out. Once Sam came down from her high y/n pulled out

"On your knees please baby" Sam gladly obeyed. Once on her knees she looked y/n right in the eyes with a fucked out look. Y/n came fast shooting hot ropes on Sam's face. Sam licked the cum around her mouth snd swallowed it

Y/n ran to the bathroom to grab two rags for both her and Sam. She cleaned Sam up first then worked on herself

"We should put on our clothes before the others get here" Sam spoke as she grabbed her clothes

"Too late!" Quinn shouted from her room. Sam's face went red while y/n couldn't stop laughing

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Hey I really love your scream fics! Could I request Sam x fem reader where they had been dating for awhile set within the scream 6 ending but it is Reader not Tara who hangs over the balcony and Sam has to wrestle with her feelings before letting her go

that sounds amazing oml. I can definitely try. btw I couldn't find any gifs of that scene

Sam and y/n raced up the ladder to get away from the three Ghostface killers. They carefully walked along the edge until y/n heard a gunshot aimed towards her. Y/n quickly fell and held onto the edge the best she could with blood on her hands but couldn't keep a grip, right before she fell Sam grabbed onto her hand

Sam felt her heart pounding in her chest

"I can't! I can't hold on!" Y/n shouted terrified. Sam tried to soothe her

"It's okay" just then ethan jumped in the air aiming his knife towards y/n. Y/n shrieked

"No!" Sam screamed, scared of losing her girlfriend. Ethan kept swinging his knife up in the air

"I've always wanted to stick something in you y/n!" He shouted. Y/n was disgusted by the comment

"Fuck you!" She shouted

"Fuck you!" He screamed full of rage

Sam was holding on for dear life to the girl but she kept slipping. Just then Sam turned to see quinn had made her way upstairs. She looked down at y/n worriedly, y/n saw Quinn and turned to her girlfriend fast

"You guys are so fucked now!" Y/n just wanted to shut him up. Sam looked towards the gun on the floor

"Sam" y/n called. Quinn started coming closer and Sam was struggling to hold onto her girlfriend

"Sam?" Sam turned towards y/n

"Let me go" y/n spoke confidently. Sam immediately responded

"No!" She held her grip tighter as y/n let one of her hands fall

"Yeah let her go Sam! Come on!" Ethan spoke

"Shut the fuck up ethan! God were you this annoying the whole time?" Y/n turned her head and shouted at the boy

"I'll fucking kill you!" Y/n had made him mad again

"I'll kill you virgin piece of shit!" Y/n screamed full of rage then turned back to sam

Quinn got even closer to Sam while ethan tried to stab at y/n from below again

"Trust me" y/n looked at Sam, her face practically begging, "you have to let me go." She spoke

Sam grabbed her dad's knife and handed it to y/n. Y/n grabbed the knife and said one last thing

"Kill that motherfucker" Sam nodded and let go of y/n's arm

Y/n landed on top of ethan. Ethan stabbed her in the stomach and twisted the knife

"Gotcha!" Ethan shouted like an excited little kid who just caught someone during hide and seek. Y/n had enough. She grabbed the knife Sam had given her and plunged it into ethans mouth

Quinn looked down in horror as ethan was choking on his own blood. Sam smirked as y/n twisted the knife, making ethans eyes go wide

"Now you can shut the fuck up" y/n whispered to him before yanking the knife back out. His blood splattered all over y/n as she started sobbing, at least now he can't terrorize her and her friends

"Looks like you're down another brother" Sam spoke in a condescending voice to Quinn, y/n chuckled after hearing that. Quinn started screaming and charging at Sam until Sam shot her right through the head

Bailey stood horrified at the scene of his daughter

"And you're down another child" y/n spoke to Bailey from the first floor

Hello, could you possibly do a sam carpenter x fem reader where the reader had a nightmare about sam being the killer and then the reader like wakes up like panicked and shaking and it wakes sam up and sam comforts her? If not then it’s totally fine!!🫶🫶

of course

Y/n was walking down town when she heard her phone ring. She checked to see who it was but the number was anonymous. She debated if she should answer the call but decided to do so in case it was one of her friends

"Hello?" She spoke with a soft voice. She heard breathing on the other side of the line. She almost hung up thinking it was a prank call

"Hello y/n" a deep voice spoke. She started to get nervous

"Do I know you?" She kept her composure tight. She started walking down an alley to get to her shared apartment with her girlfriend and their friends

"Oh you have no idea. How's that girlfriend of yours?" Y/n froze on the spot, her breath caught in her throat

"If this is a prank it's seriously not funny asshole" she tried to speak confidently but her voice started to tremble

"I know its not. I want to see what your insides look like" the deep voice spoke maliciously. Y/n started frantically looking around her

"I'm serious! I'm hanging up" she went to press the button before she heard rumbling behind her. She quickly turned to be met with nothing

"You hang up and I'll gut you like a fish!" The deep voice sounded angry and out of patience. Y/n's breath started to speed up

"What the hell do you want from me?" She spoke in fear

"I told you, I want to see" she started hearing the voice behind her, "What your insides look like!" She turned quickly to be met with a Ghostface mask. Y/n tried to turn away and run but the killer caught her arm before she could

The killer revealed their knife in their hand, ready to stab. Y/n knee'd the person in their stomach and as they lurched over y/n tried to make a break for it. It wasn't too long before the killer caught up to her and knocked her to the ground. Y/n looked into the masks eyes in terror that this might be her last day on earth

The killer grabbed the bottom of their mask and lifted it. Their face was uncovered and it was Sam

"Sam!? Why are you doing this!? Please let me go!" Y/n pleaded with tears in her eyes. Sam smirked down at her girlfriend

"Sorry baby, it's time for you to go" Sam spoke with amusement in her voice. Sam pulled the knife back with both hands and the knife cam hurling forward

Y/n woke up with heavy breathing. She quickly removed the blankets from herself and huddled her feet towards her chest. Y/n started crying from fear, she couldn't think about anything else in that moment

Sam blinked her eyes quickly. She heard y/n's sobs and immediately sat up

"Y/n?" Sam asked still groggy. Y/n flinched when she heard Sam's voice, "honey are you ok?" Sam tried to move her hand to y/n's arm but y/n flinched away and looked up to Sam with fear and guilt in her eyes

"Hey, hey. Baby it's alright, it's ok. You're fine. I got you, you're ok" Sam came closer and rested her hands on each side of y/n's face. Y/n couldn't move. Sam moved to lay behind her and pulled her into her chest while wrapping her arms around her

"You're safe, I promise" Sam spoke while lightly playing with her scalp soothing y/n. Y/n clung to Sam's arm on her stomach. After a minute y/n had calmed down

"Are you ok?" Sam asked softly. Y/n didn't say a thing. Sam became increasingly worried

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam asked. Y/n pondered on whether or not to tell her that she had a dream where the love of her life killed her. Ultimately she decided to or else she wouldn't be able to look at Sam

Y/n softly removed Sam's hands and turned to face her

"I- um had a dream where you were the... k-killer and you went after me" y/n admitted. She could see the hurt and guilt in her eyes. Sam always wanted to protect y/n against the hate Sam got for woodsboro but she couldn't stop it all. Too many people online talk about it for it not to pop up anywhere on your social media

"I would never hurt you y/n. I just want to keep you safe. I'm sorry you got involved in all of this, I never meant for this to happen" Sam apologized. Y/n had a sorrowful look on her face

"It's not your fault Sam. People are just assholes and completely oblivious. You almost died and now you're getting blamed for it. You have nothing to apologize for to me" y/n spoke softly and held Sam's hands. Sam smiled softly at the reader

"As long as you're wiry me I will keep you safe and I would rather it be me than you. I could never lose you y/n" she spoke honestly. Y/n smiled softly. She laid back down on Sam's stomach

"I'm sorry for waking you up" y/n mumbled. Sam huffed a smile

"It's ok, wake me up anytime you need" Sam bent down and placed a kiss on the top of their head

absolutely love this

scream - incorrect quotes pt.i

a/n: currently sitting exams right now so have not had the time to write! here’s something small in the mean time :)

anika, on the first week of being roommates: i feel like you’re prioritising school over our friendship

y/n: i barely know you?

anika: fine, message received.

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chad, mindy, & y/n are locked in a room

y/n, hysterical and on the verge of tears: what if nobody looks down here?! you know, how are we going to survive? i had- i had a protein bar in my car, i don’t know why i didn’t bring it in oh my god-

chad: guys, if it comes to it, and i mean this… i want you guys to eat me

mindy, exasperated: as i’ve told you before, chad, in those elevators and traffic jams, i will NOT eat you.

y/n: okay, you’re saying that now, but we might not get out of here and we might need to start making tough decisions!

mindy: *sighs*

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chad: without you, sam, we’re just four idiots who moved to new york together

tara: you make us family, sam

sam: well, i’m like the cool rebel sibling of course

mindy: no, you’re the mom

y/n: yeah, definitely the mom

tara: look, sam, if you come back to us i’ll let you clean my room

sam: deal.

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y/n, in tears: i’m sorry

mindy: oh, y/n, crying… i don’t know what to do

mindy: pat pat. this feels wrong

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chad: i don’t know if y/n’s dreams can predict the future like mine can, but i do know that if something happened to anika… i couldn’t live with myself

chad: of course, i wouldn’t have to, because y/n and mindy would kill me.

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anika, getting out of the car: i’m leaving!

y/n: can’t you at least call an uber?

anika: you know they banned me for talking too much to the drivers!

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y/n: yeah, the band doesn’t go on till midnight

sidney: midnight?

y/n: okay, if you guys can’t hear me now, we’re gonna have some real problems at the club.

sidney: no problem

gale: no, we’re good. we’re good

y/n: i hope i can be as cool as you guys in thirty years.

gale: does y/n really think that we’re fifty?

sidney: no, y/n is just really bad at maths

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gale: here’s the thing i realised, you can’t get older if you never celebrate birthdays

y/n, dewey, and sidney coming out with a cake: happy bir-

gale, spraying them with water: no

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y/n: ethan, i was wondering if we could have a little chat

ethan: you want me to go home.

y/n: no, no, the opposite of that

ethan: i want you to go home?

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anika, confused but knowing that she’s in trouble: you want to tell me what i did?

y/n, mad: do you want to tell me what you did?

anika: i don’t know what i did

y/n: then i don’t know what you did.

anika: fine! i’m bored, i’m going

y/n: don’t forget your phone!

Promise part 3

I'm still working on two requests but in the meantime here's my AIB story

Y/n started to sprint to the vent as the person tried kicking the door open. Y/n climbed onto the chair and hurried to pull herself up into the vent. Just as she made it, 'it' started shooting. They grazed y/n's leg with one of the bullets

Y/n winced in pain but started crawling through it as quickly as possible. She stopped once the sound of bullets started to fade. She leaned against the side of the vent and looked to her leg. Her leg started to bleed profusely

Y/n ripped the stomach of her shirt and quickly wrapped it around the wound, tying it off. She leaned back again and suddenly realized

"That asshole left me" she whispered to herself. She felt the fury in her rise abruptly

"God when I find him he's dead" she spoke angrily. She mad herself get on her hands and knees to start crawling again. When she started to move she almost cried out in pain but held it in for the sake of her life

"15 minutes left"

The intercom spoke. Y/n sighed in relief, man how time flies when you're worried for your life. She still had her gun with her in the back of her pants because she didn't have any other place to put it

She was about to turn a corner until she heard something. Y/n froze and hid around the corner quietly. She grabbed her gun and held it at ready

She heard whatever it was getting closer. She turned the corner quickly and aimed the gun. She saw the blonde man raise his hands sarcastically

"You piece of shit. You left me to die back there" she whisper shouted. He cocked his brow

"Would you have stayed back there while a lunatic was shooting a gun?" He questioned rhetorically. Y/n huffed, still angry about being left. She lowered her gun and turned

"I'm finding a place to stay until this game is over" she spoke quietly. Chishiya almost laughed

"They know we're in the vents, what's to stop him from following" y/n halted. She pondered and realized that they did see her climb into the vent

"Ok so we need to get out of the vents, where would be a safe place to go though?" She turned to the man

"I don't know about you but I'm going to one of the clothing stores. You can stay in here if you'd like" he turned and started crawling. Y/n thought on it for a moment but ultimately her choices were very slim. She started to follow him through the vents, both trying to stay as quiet as possible

After a lot of twists and turns they made it to a clothing store. Y/n thought this might be helpful since she only has the outfit she's wearing. She pondered where the best hiding places in here would be and decided on 3 choices

The closet, under the desk, and the employee room. Under the desk wouldn't help with bullet holes and it's obvious, the closet would be where anyone would check so that only leaves the employee room. She just has to figure out where they would keep the key

Y/n looked through everything around the counter area

"Looking for something?" Chishiya Queried. Y/n huffed

"The key to the employee room. It's the best place to hide" she knelt down to check the Cupboards

"You mean this key?" Chishiya held the key by the strap and let it dangle. Y/n tilted her head a bit

"Where did you find it?" She questioned. He smirked and pointed to the shelves

"They should really hide it better" y/n let out a chuckle

"Well what are you waiting for? Let's get in there now" she ushered him to the door. Just as he was about to put the key in the lock they heard footsteps

favorite you ladies from each season:

1. peach

2. love

3. marianne

4. lady phoebe

Would you ever roleplay Scream?

I don't think I would, sorry