Now One Of My New Favorites

now one of my new favorites

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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 :)))))

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. 

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

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!

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"

I LOVE this story oml

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.