#mary x luke

[happy74827]

No Ordinary Life

[Sam Riordan x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: The group had almost ran out of options on what to do with Sam, but Andre had decided there was still one more option to explore. And that option, was you. (GIF credits: @heronamedhawks)

WC: 1,179

Category: Slight Fluff, Slight Angst

We don’t know much about Sam as of right now, but I do know I would literally die for this boy. He and Emma really deserve the world, and they fr better have their happy ending (which seems impossible given the universe they live in, but one can hope). This definitely deserves a part 2, depending how well it goes, but for now enjoy the purity that is Sam.

Edit(2023): Hey I finally made the part 2, check it out here

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As Sam walked down the bustling halls of Godolkin, he couldn't help but feel like an outsider. All around him, kids with extraordinary powers, kids like him, were chatting, laughing, and walking to their classes. They were able to use their gifts freely and openly, and they were respected by others for it, but Sam didn't have that luxury. Honestly, he couldn’t remember a time that he did.

All he remembered was the woods, his brother, and the constant pain of being hunted.

His hand unconsciously traveled to top of his head, pulling the hoodie that Emma had lent over to him farther over his face as he tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible. It wasn't easy when the hallway was completely crowded by nosy students, but he did his best. That’s all he could really do.

Emma and Marie (as he found her name to be) were by his side, protecting him for the skewing eyes of others. For the most part it worked, except it drawn more attention to her due to that odd system that Emma had acknowledged him about. A rating, whatever that was.

It was cool to know that his brother had been ranked number one, though.

If Luke was still… No, don’t think about it, Sam.

He shook his head, ridding himself of that train of thought. There was no point in dwelling on the past, and thinking about his brother wouldn’t change anything. He was gone, and Sam was left alone.

His thoughts were interrupted by Jordan, who he was still slightly confused about. He? She? They? They seemed to have been good friends with his brother and they were friendly enough, so Sam didn’t really question the matter too much.

Plus, he kinda enjoyed the subtle sarcasm that Jordan would once in a while use. It made him feel like a kid back in school. So for that, Sam was thankful.

“Dude, this has got to be the stupidest thing we’ve ever done,” Jordan had said, turning to the guy walking besides them… Andre. Sam didn’t know what to make of him, or anyone really. He had always been so closed off from other people, that now it was almost a bit overwhelming.

But at least he had Emma, so he didn't have to worry about the social aspect too much.

Andre gave Jordan a sideways look, a small smirk on his face. He seemed pretty chill too.

“Listen, I don’t like this anymore than you do, Jordan,” Andre stated, shoving his hands in his pockets. “But with everything happening, and with Cate… this is our best option.”

“Yes, let’s bring the kid with a bounty over his head into the place where they’re all going to be looking for him. Great idea, Andre. Seriously, how did I not think of it first. Soooo smart of you, dude. Good job. I'm so glad we're friends, really I am.”

Jordan rolled their eyes, and Andre just looked away in annoyance. Then, to Sam’s dismay, an awkward silence fell over the group. Once again, Sam was struck by just how different his life was now. It was like he was suddenly thrown into another world, and he had no idea how to function in it. He was so far out of his comfort zone that he couldn’t even see the zone.

Sam glanced over to Emma, and saw her smiling encouragingly at him. He tried his best to return the gesture, but he felt like his face muscles were going to fall off if he forced them any longer.

After what seemed like hours, but really only a couple minutes, Andre halted in front of a random dorm room door, and turned to face the group. He sighed, his face set into a look of grim determination. Then, he knocked.

Three times, Sam counted. Three knocks.

The door opened almost immediately after, and the man who answered had to be the most handsome human being Sam had ever seen. He had short black hair, a sharp jaw, and a dazzling smile. It was actually kind of intimidating.

“Whadda’ want?” the man asked, his voice a rich baritone. Sam didn't know why, but it felt like the man was judging him. His eyes scanned over the group, lingering on Sam for just a second, before returning back to Andre.

Andre cleared his throat, a bit nervously, but he didn’t get a chance to speak as Jordan scoffed, shoving past the man and into the room. Emma followed, giving the man an apologetic look as she did. And thus, everyone followed, leaving the man alone and bewildered in the doorway.

Once everyone was settled inside, the man shut the door and leaned against it, crossing his arms over his chest. He glared at Andre, his eyes burning holes through his head, but Sam didn’t pay any attention towards him anymore. All his eyes were on the strange girl in front of him, you.

You were sitting on the floor, legs crossed and a bored expression on your face. Your eyes were half lidded, and you seemed to be lost in your own little world. Andre had mentioned you, a little. Said that you were the person he had called earlier, that you would help them figure out what to do with Sam, and that you knew and could a lot of stuff. But he had never told them how gorgeous you were.

Your hair was down, and looked so soft that Sam just wanted to touch it, run his fingers through it, and feel the texture. You had a cute little button nose, and a round, chubby face that was just too adorable. And your eyes were so expressive, a mixture of colors that swirled and shone and sparkled in the light.

Andre had called your attention and you snapped out of it, blinking a few times before glancing up at him. It was then that you noticed the others, and you stared at them all, wide eyed and open mouthed, but that was quickly replaced with a smile.

“Hi, Andre! Wow, you must be Jordan… Marie… and Emma? Right? Oh, and you must be the kid Andre talked about, oh my gosh. It's so nice to finally meet you all. Sorry I didn’t say anything when you came in, I was just finishing up this thing for Kota. Oh, Kota! You're still here… hi. Wait, why are you all here? You weren’t supposed to be here until 2:00, and it's only-”

You looked down at the watch on your wrist, your eyes widening even more when you realized the time. You had been talking so fast that no one had been able to get a word in edgewise, but you had managed to finish what you had to say, and it was all so rushed that it was hard to keep up.

The only thing Sam could focus on was how despite all of that rambling and mumbling, you were still keeping that bright smile that never seemed to falter. A truly happy supe? He never thought it would exist. Even Emma, as sweet and pretty as she was, tended to falsify the smiles she had. Sam only saw her real one about three times. He cherished them, of course. Every single one.

You stood up, brushing yourself off and fixing your clothes, and walked over to them. Your hand was outstretched, and your smile was radiant. Sam could practically feel the happiness radiating off of you.

You looked so innocent, so sweet and pure. He could hardly believe that you were a supe, but the fact that they were all standing here said otherwise. You had power, and you knew how to use it.

Jordan and Marie seemed to have recovered from their daze, and the two shook your hand after Andre. Marie had even introduced herself, and it ended with you in giggles, telling her that you already had known her name.

Emma was next, and she had taken your hand immediately and shook it.

Then it was just him that was left.

He stood frozen, staring down at your outstretched hand. He could feel all the eyes in the room on him, and he just knew that his hood was starting to slip.

His instincts were yelling at him, screaming at him to run. To get out of there and stay far, far away from you. From everyone.

But he couldn’t.

So, instead of fleeing, he slowly, cautiously took your hand in his. It was small, warm, and fit perfectly.

You smiled again but this time it was strictly for him, because of him, and it made his heart beat just a bit faster.

He didn’t even realize it until your smile has widened, but he had pulled down his hood, letting you see his face. He didn't understand why he did, and a part of him wanted to pull the fabric right back over his face, but it was too late now.

The damage had been done.

Sam didn’t have a chance to scrape off the dried blood off his cheeks, another result of an accidental outburst, and he could feel your eyes rake over his face, taking in every single detail.

But it wasn’t judgmental, or critical.

No, there was something else in those swirling eyes of yours, and it was then that he noticed the little flecks of gold hidden in the sea of color.

Sam was a bit embarrassed, to say the least, and he tried to pull his hand away but your grip only tightened, and he didn't have the strength to resist. He felt your hand go up his arm, unraveling the hoodie that clung to him like a second skin.

The others didn’t seem to do anything as you pulled the material above his elbow.

Your eyes roamed over the scar that stretched across his forearm, and he knew what was coming before the words even left your mouth.

Sam couldn’t bring himself to look at you as you asked the dreaded question, and his eyes were glued to the floor.

It was Emma who answered, her voice barely a whisper.

Sam despised the pity in your tone. The last thing he wanted was to be pitied. He didn't need or want anyone's pity. He was fine. Everything was fine.

The silence shattered as you took a sharp breath, but Sam couldn't bring himself to look at you. Not when he knew the look of pity in your eyes.

You released his arm, the hoodie dropping to the ground, but Sam didn't even register it. He stood there, frozen, as you slowly reached out your hand towards his face.

"Before I do anything, I want to warn you so it doesn't scare you. Is that okay with you? I just... I want to make sure you're alright. But if you don't want me to touch you, I won't. I'll respect your boundaries. Just tell me, okay?"

Sam blinked, his head tilting upwards, his eyes wide with surprise. There was no pity in your eyes. No negativity or degradation. Only a gentle concern and kindness that he had only experienced in these past few days.

Your touch was tender, and he felt a warmth spread across his face. He couldn't bring himself to deny you. So he nodded, and a small smile appeared on your face. It was still a smile, but a different kind. One he had never seen from you before. And once again, that smile was meant just for him.

Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed, capturing Sam's attention. He hadn't noticed before, but the entire room was filled with interconnected lights, forming a grid-like pattern. They began to glow, pulsating and shifting with each passing moment. The light danced across the walls, creating mesmerizing shapes.

Sam was captivated by the whole process. And then, the lights suddenly stopped, freezing in place. Sam expected them to return to their normal brightness, but they grew brighter and brighter. It was then that he noticed your hands. They were no longer touching him, but rather, they hovered above him, palms facing his face. A peculiar expression settled on your face.

Sam didn't know what it meant, but he didn't have time to wonder because, in an instant, your hands transformed into light. It wasn't like beams shooting out of your palms, but rather, golden particles that flowed around your body and traveled along the lights, intensifying their brightness. Patterns began to form and move.

Sam watched in awe as the shapes transformed into pictures and scenes. The colors melted and shifted together. Light filled the room, washing away the world around him, leaving only the vibrant colors, the images, and your face.

Your face, so close to his. The smile still adorned your lips, and your eyes shone like stars, the brightest things in the room. Sam could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Reluctantly, he admitted that the light was beautiful, just like you.

It was the most extraordinary sight he had ever witnessed. It was as if the sun had exploded, its light spreading across the room. The colors danced along the walls, forming vivid images. Sam saw a field, a house, a family. He saw his old friends. He saw him. His brother, Luke.

Sam's face crumpled, and a sob escaped his throat. Tears blurred his vision, but they were absorbed by the light, vanishing as soon as they fell. You remained a silent observer, watching over him as the colors gradually faded, and the world returned.

The room was as bright as before, but everything was the same. Sam could still see the concern and worry etched on your face. You reached up to wipe away his tears, but this time he flinched back, and the contact never happened. Your hands fell to your sides.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and your lips trembled, trying to hold back your emotions. But a tear escaped, rolling down your cheek. Andre cleared his throat, breaking the spell. Both you and Sam turned to face the others.

They were all watching, expressions of shock and confusion on their faces, except for Jordan, who wore a mask of indifference.

Andre and Emma stared at you, mouths agape, while Sam saw the tears in your eyes, the fear evident on your face.

Of what, he couldn’t tell. As of right now, there were so many things you could be scared of. With The Woods, being the thing that contains most of it all, It was hard to pinpoint one specific reason.

Then, just like before, Andre's voice cracked as he decided to interrupt Sam’s thoughts.

"What the hell was that?"

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[bloodynereid]

Hi, Jordan Li fan here again! Could you maybe write an angst/comfort fic where (preferably gender neutral) reader really likes Jordan, but because Jordan and Marie have been getting closer they’re scared to confess? So they try to distance themselves from Jordan and eventually the secret comes out? Bonus points if there’s some sort of panic attack + comfort in there :). Again, completely understand if not, no pressure. Have the best day!!

Whiskey in the Shadows

pairing: jordan li x gender neutral reader

tw: cursing, alcohol consumption, mentions of suicide, death, canon typical violence ish, panic attack, kissing

description: jealousy is a rather stupid emotion that unfortunately you have to contend with.

a/n: hope you enjoy this one <33 i literally wrote it out in like less than an hour and i'm actually happy with the result so yayyy. requests are open as always and yeah don't have much else to say.

Life at God U was something you had to adjust to over the years. It was completely different from the time you spent in high school but it definitely felt way better to be surrounded by supes, not just humans who constantly pushed you away because you were ‘different’. A plus was definitely being in the top 10, which meant you had extra privileges the other students didn’t have. One was your friend group.

You first met Luke in the first week of school. You were both taking the same mandatory intro to marketing seminar and were paired up together to make a sales pitch for a product that could combine both of your powers. God, that day was almost as vivid as if you were living it right now.

“Hi.” You jumped slightly and looked up from your notes to see a tall blonde guy standing in front of your spot. 

“Uh hi.”

“You want to be my partner?” You scanned the room and saw that everyone had already paired up.

“Sure, I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Luke.” He was about to set down his bag when he realized the mess that surrounded you was going to make that difficult.

“Right, shit. Let me get this out of the way.” You quickly took all the multicolored folders from the spot next to you and shoved them into your bag, Luke pulled out the chair and sat down next to you before pulling out a notebook.

“Why the fuck do you have so many folders?” Luke said as he watched you struggle to organize them in alphabetical order.

“This class is bullshit so I mostly spend time catching up on outside projects.” You say as you are finally able to fix all your folders and turn towards Luke who has an incredulous look on his face.

“Jesus, I guess I picked the right partner then.”

“Oh don’t count on me doing all the work.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” He said with a smirk before he started to rattle off ideas of what your pitch could be.

From that moment on you two had become instant friends, eventually your little group expanded to include Luke’s girlfriend, Cate, who was probably the nicest person you had ever met. Then Andre, a legacy who didn’t actually act like it. Jordan was the last to join and all of it happened during one of your many sparring sessions with Luke.

“Ok come on you have got to be cheating!” Luke complained as you once again pinned him down on the soft mat. Your little spar was gathering some attention because the boxing ring was now crowded with supes holding up phones.

“Nope. I’m just better than you. Oh shit.” Luke took advantage of your distraction to grab your shoulder and flip you around so you landed hard against the mat.

“I win.”

“Fuck you.” You bit out before you used your powers to wrap and twist shadows around Luke’s wrists so he tumbled down next to you.

“Ok now that’s cheating.”

“We never said no powers.”

“It’s an unspoken rule!” Luke exclaimed but he had a big smile on his face as you offered a hand to him after jumping up from your own spot.

“Truce?”

“Truce.” Luke said as he smirked and grabbed your arm, allowing you to pull him up. The crowd around the ring started dispersing as you climbed out through the ropes.

“That was pretty fucking badass.” Came a voice from one of the few remaining spectators, you expected their voice to be focused on Luke but their intense stare was pinned on you.

“Why thank you. Luke’s an easy one to beat.”

“Hey!” Luke exclaimed in indignation as he jumped down next to you and threw you one of the spare water bottles he had. You grabbed it with one of your shadows and screwed open the cap.

“I’m Jordan.”

“Nice to meet you Jordan, I’m Y/N and this is Luke as you already know.”

“Hey.” Luke said as he did some kind of military salute.

“So what are your powers?” You asked when suddenly Jordan shifted in front of you. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah…”

“That’s fucking awesome.” Luke said as he finished taking a long drag of the water bottle.

“If you’re ever up for a spar come find me.” You said as you checked the time on your phone and realized you were going to be late for class. “We have to go but it was great to meet you Jordan.”

“You too.” They said with a smile as you and Luke grabbed your bags from the floor. You waved as you went your separate ways.

“Someone has a crushhhh.” Luke said with a sing-song voice when he realized you were still staring at Jordan’s retreating back.

“Fuck off.” You said as you slapped his shoulder, making a booming laugh explode out of Luke.

Somehow you had managed to keep your crush on Jordan secret when you all reached junior year. Luke was the only one who knew and he constantly teased you about the situation, any time you stumbled over your words or got flustered in front of them. It just seemed harder and harder over the years to actually confess to Jordan. They had gotten so damn confident and like a thousand times more attractive - which is something you didn’t think was possible.

Everything sort of started to fall apart in your life the first days of junior year. It was like the universe decided to throw a wrench in your stableish life. Incident 1: Andre nearly kills a woman in the club you like to frequent. Incident 2: Luke’s nightmares get worse and he keeps having to bunk in your room because for some fucking reason he’s getting suspicious of Cate. Incident 3: Jordan is making heart eyes to someone who is not you. (not that you don’t like Marie but that was the problem, she was too damn perfect) Incident 4: Luke kills himself…

It was like your world was torn apart in the space of half an hour. Your best friend, who you considered a platonic soulmate and brother, killed Brink and then himself right in front of you. The last thing you said to him was that you loved him. Right after he hugged you as tight as humanly possible before flying off to his doom. He was fucking Icarus in that moment.

Incident 5: Luke has a brother, who’s somehow stuck in a fucking underground experimental facility in the school. Incident 6: Brink’s memorial gala…

You carefully adjusted the all-black suit embroidered with shiny black vines that you had gotten in preparation for Luke’s birthday… something that wasn’t even going to happen this year or any year for that matter. Fuck, not the time to cry. You mentally chidded yourself before assessing your look one last time in the mirror before making your way out of your dorm.

You really fucking hoped you wouldn’t run into Jordan tonight. It was getting harder to be around them… every time you saw them, they either started ranting about why Marie was around so much (you almost hoped they actually hated her for a second there but there was a certain spark in Jordan’s eyes whenever they spoke about Marie) or well yeah more complaining about Marie.

You had taken to spending more time alone, you still had a bad feeling about Cate and Andre spent most of his time with Cate so that left alone time as your only option. It had started taking a toll on you though. Mourning wasn’t exactly your strong suit. 

You stepped into the decorated hall and cringed at all the posters with Brink. You knew he was a good man but… Luke wasn’t fucking crazy. You had been trying to help him for months, he had a reason to do it and you were going to try to find his brother… as soon as this damn gala was over.

You picked one of the champagnes off of a random waiter’s tray and quirked your lips up. Time to put on a real fucking show.

The next hour was spent mingling and chatting up potential sponsors. They all seemed hesitant to even speak to you because they knew how close you and Luke were but you reassured them that it was nothing to worry about. The Vought PR lines left a sour taste in your mouth that by the end of the hour you were itching for something stronger than champagne.

Once you were sure that the bartender was looking the other way you extended one of your shadows and snatched up one of the good whiskey bottles off the shelf and into your hand. You fucking loved your powers so much sometimes. Happy with your little prize a genuine smile made its way onto your face. Only to fall when you saw Jordan directly talking to Marie. They were smiling softly at each other, making a knot form in your stomach.

You hadn’t cried since Luke. All that had managed to come out of your eyes was a single measly fucking tear right before blood rained down from the heavens. But it seemed like Jordan’s moment with Marie was your fucking breaking point.

A sob threatened to force its way out of your throat as you hurried towards one of the alcoves that you knew this damn place had. What you didn’t notice was the way a pair of brown eyes followed your rushed movements. The second you were cocooned in your shadows was the moment that the tears slowed and a hiccup left your throat.

Safe. Safe. Safe.

“Y/N? Look I know you’re in there. I know your shadows when I see them.” The distinct voice of Jordan Li permeated your little hideout, disturbing the peace that you had somehow been able to culminate.

“Fuck off.” You said in a strained tone, tears were threatening to force their way out of your eyes once more so you opened the bottle and took a long swig of burning whisky.

“Y/N… is this about Luke? Shit- I haven’t even talked to you- I’m so sorry.” Those last few words made the stupid little resolve you had left deplete so you waved your hand and the shadows parted like curtains exposing Jordan’s ethereal face which looked incredibly apologetic. She climbed into your alcove as you closed the shadows back up.

“It’s fine, Jord. You had your own shit to deal with.”

“No, it’s not fine. You- you’ve been listening to me rant about Marie and I didn’t even ask if you were okay. I’m a shitty friend.” A resounding pang echoed through your heart at the word friend. Fuck. Another swig of the fancy whiskey.

“It’s not about that Jord, I’m really fine.”

“You’re drinking whiskey… you only do that when you’re stressed and/or depressed.” It almost hurts to realize how much Jordan actually knows you.

“It’s not that Jordan.”

“Then what is it?!” Jordan almost yells, probably exasperated by your perceived stubbornness.

“I fucking like you okay? I’ve been in love with you for fucking I don’t know how long. So can you please just fuck off and leave me alone.” You yelled out, only realizing after you finished speaking what you had just said. Oh. Oh no. A familiar panic started to seize your chest. Shit, they were going to reject you. Shit. Shit. Shit. You could almost feel yourself drifting off to join your shadows when warm hands gently got a hold of you.

“Y/N, Y/N. Listen to me, you have to breathe. You have to breathe with me. Come on. No passing out on me tonight. You didn’t even hear what I was going to say. Hey.” Your breathing started to slow down as you listened to Jordan’s calming voice. They were slowly bringing you back to earth as their hands rubbed against the material of the suit, creating a calming pressure. 

“Sorry about that.” When Jordan realized I was calming down I saw a quirk of a smile appear on their face, her eyes twinkled in the dark with an intensity I had gotten familiar with over the years.

“You don’t have to be sorry at all. You get those often?”

“More now than before. I’m really fucking sorry, let’s just forget I sa-”

“No, nope. No take backsies. How the fuck did you think I didn’t like you, no wait sorry, love you back?”

“I-umm” You stuttered out as you looked at Jordan in awe. They loved you back. Holy fucking shit.

“Who came up to who first? I’ve wanted to ask you out on a date for years.”

“And why didn’t you?” You said as Jordan smirked at your renewed confidence.

“Because you are wayyy out of my league. I mean you are like the most incredible being to grace the Earth.”

“Ok now you’re exaggerating things, Jord.”

“No I’m not. I can’t believe you didn’t realize I wasn’t totally gone for you before.” You let the giddy feeling of love spread through your extremities when a realization made you stop short.

“What about Marie?”

“Marie? What are you talking about?”

“You’re like-” You made wavy motions with your hands that had Jordan’s laugh resonating against the shadows, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as you watched them.

“Oh fuck, you are too funny, love. No, me and Marie are not-” Jordan repeated the wavy motions you had just done which made you smack her playfully. The movement had you shuffling closer to Jordan so now your faces seemed like they were only millimeters apart.

“Fuck.” You uttered under your breath as your nose skimmed against Jordan’s.

“Fuck is right. Can I- I umm really want to kiss you right now.”

“What are you waiting for?” You answered just as Jordan surged forward and your lips met in an explosion of sensations. You felt your shadows jump and play around you excitedly as you pulled Jordan impossibly closer by threading your fingers in their oh so soft hair. That decision rewarded you with a little whine from Jordan that had warmth spreading over your body once again.

Reluctantly pulling away you rested your forehead against Jordan’s as they smiled giddily up at you. Her eyes sparkled in the darkness and you smoothed the pads of your fingers against their cheek.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

“I really fucking love you.” You said as you looked into those brown eyes that looked just like the perfect cup of coffee. Inviting, warm and absolutely enthralling.

“I love you more.” 

“Always a competition with you Jordan.” You said with a chuckle, making Jordan laugh in response.

“Well you should have known what you were signing on for when you fell in love with me.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

so... reader's powers in this one are known as darkness manipulation which are sort of like the darkling's powers from shadow & bone (they're suit for the gala is literally directly inspired by the darkling's kefta lol) also here's the link to the superpower wiki page if anyone's interested.

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[mariejordans]

SUPER/SOCIAL ; a gen v instagram au

SUMMARY ; an alternate universe where the woods doesn't exist, god u isn't a scam, and the only things our heroes have to worry about are essays, exams, and how to survive college as young adults with superpowers.

INTRODUCING...JORDAN LI (jorjorlinks), senior crime-fighting major at godolkin university. currently ranked #2, jordan is in a constant back and forth with current #1, marie moreau, in the rankings. HUGE star wars and comic book nerd, guitar-player who rarely plays (unless it’s for a certain brown eyed sophomore) and lover of recreational drugs. best friend and roommate of cate dunlap; also best friends with andre anderson, luke riordan, and sam riordan, “besties in law” with emma meyer. currently dating marie moreau.

INSTA PROFILES (more coming soon...): marie. | emma. | cate. | andre. | luke. | sam.

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[goldhoekin]

Alright, we need more Gen V fics SO. 😤

I'll be taking responsibility for the dark, smutty things I need personally.

I'll take requests for:

Jordan Li

Marie Moreau

Cate Dunlap

Emma Meyer

Luke Riordan

Sam Riordan

Please note, I am a Cis woman, so that's what I have experience with writing, so that's what I'll write. Sorry, yall. I can try for Gender Neutral maybe but it'll take me a while. 😞

#gen v #gen v amazon #jordan li #marie moreau #luke riordan #cate dunlap #emma meyer #sam riordan #gen v smut #gen v x reader #gen v imagine

[yameoto]

need… more… jordan bots….

*collapses onto the floor.*

NEW BOTS ! GEN V gen v always has me gigglin kickin my feet blushing etc etc. this bot drop in particular will (hopefully) have something for everyone!!! and even if it doesn’t, well.. let’s just say half my motivation in fulfilling rqs rn IS so i can get to my gen v inboxes. so..

jordan li ✦ | you're their childhood crush. ✦ | you're brink's replacement. cate dunlap ✧ | she's a bartender, and you're you. ✧ | you don't give a fuck she's trans, right? luke riordan ✦ | your one-sided rivalry is cute. ✄ | revenge cheating is totally healthy. marie moreau ✦ | it's always the same nightmare. ✦ | she likes you more than a friend should. andre anderson ✄ | he's been cheating on you.

#bot—requests #inbox ! #jordan li bot #jordan li x reader #cate dunlap bot #cate dunlap x reader #luke riordan bot #luke riordan x reader #marie moreau x reader #marie moreau bot #andre anderson bot #andre anderson x reader #gen v #jordan li #cate dunlap #luke riordan #marie moreau #andre anderson

[tonixe]

a/n: Where is the Luke Riordan fanfic?? Like I was shocked cuz where is my sexy flame boy, like come on, you guys are ghosting me with this shit like please more Luke fanfic.

warning: drugs, smut, p in the v, penetrating, protection used, orgasm, hookup implied, protection used, party sex, alcohol mention, some cheating, maybe a rebound (?). *Luke and Cate did break up, so luke baby is alive 💓💗💞.

pairing: Luke Riordan x fem!reader

word counter: 2.2k

Parties weren't my thing, well I would to some of them if my friends asked or were going, but I would be probably just drinking something or on my phone scrolling on my Instagram feed. But, for right now I was dressing up for it, and one of my friends was going. She was pretty popular around campus, she was blonde pretty, with nice brown eyes. Her name was Harper.

I was at my vanity fixing my top, it was a Halloween party. Fixing the top, adjusting the strings, tightening it up. It was a little too tight, looking at the mirror. My bosom was almost spilling out, rubbing my sides. I was thinking of doing some costumes from Legally Blonde. You know when Elle gets tricked into wearing a costume to some party. I was already in the hot pink tights, just missing some bunny ears. I dust some light blush on my cheeks, eyeliner, and some gloss, and put my hair in a half down and half up.

I had some pink high heels in my closet to wear, checking the time it was about 7:50 pm, the party started at 8 and probably would last until the morning hours of 2 or 3 am. I applied some mascara onto my lashes, looking at the mirror and the compact mirror in my hand.

I put my bunny ears on my head, brushed the sides of my hair, and put some red lipstick and some gloss on top. Looking into the mirror, as I tried to pose to be more confident for the party. Harper and I were going to match in some type of way, she was going to be some Playboy costume, so we would have the same bunny aesthetic. Was it too much, I stood up and spun around in my mirror. I didn't want to be a Debbie Downer and change, so I was going to wear it. I walked into my closet, taking out a long pink fluffy jacket to match my outfit, and wearing my heels. Standing a bit taller, it was a lot. I felt some buzzing from my phone, opening it and looking through messages.

Harper: Y/N, I'm at my car right now, you almost done with your costume. - sent

Y/N: Yeah, I'm done, im going to be down in 2 minutes - sent

Harper: Alright - sent

...

I zipped up my jacket, got my dorm keys and my ID into my bag, put it on my shoulder as I opened the door, and walked out. A few people were outside, studying for a bit. I felt a little naked in this costume, crossing my fingers that it wasn't cold outside. I went down the stairs to the Polarity statue, where Harper was sitting in my car, waiting. "Harper!" I yelled, she got off of her phone, and exclaimed back, smiling. "Omg, you actually wore it" She looked at me, "Yeah, It's a little tight but It looks good right," I said

"Of course" She smiled, and to her promise, she was wearing a Playboy costume hers was tighter than mine and revealed more skin, but that was Harper's nature. "Come on, let's go!" She pulled me by my hands and we got into her car and drove off. I was hoping we could get into our dorms without getting into too much trouble. The drive wasn't long, about 20 minutes and we were there at the party. Some sororities house, some red solo cups on the grass, some people already outside making out and whatnot, "Come on, Y/N, don't just stand there" She exclaimed, taking my hand and we walked into the house.

I knew, almost like I predicted it. It smelt like liquor, perfume, sweat, and a bunch of other smells, some people in their costumes, some of the seven, some of Marvel or D.C. superheroes, and others from some horror movies. I turned to my side and Harper was already gone, 'Fuck' I whispered, before walking to some bar in the kitchen and sitting down on the stools. There was a bartender there serving some drinks as people danced away. "Can I get a piña colada?" I asked before the worker left to make the drink, I looked at the dance floor. Bodies rubbed on bodies, it was a scene I guess. Looked like everyone was enjoying themselves except me, but it was just the usual. Hearing the glass on the table, I took it and drank it whole, sitting myself as I listened to my thoughts.

I heard a glass colliding with the wooden counter of the bar and looked to the side to see someone familiar. It would be weird to stare, wouldn't it, but I wore it was someone you knew or saw before.

I tried to peep again but failed to see anything else on the person's face. This was awkward, very awkward. Before I heard the person talk up, "So, what are you doing here?" He asked, looking directly at me.

'Holy Shit' it was Luke, Luke Riordan like the guy who is like the number one. Golden Boy, Golden Boy himself is talking to me, breathing right next to me literally speaking to me. I had a mini fangirl session before I snapped out of it and answered him back, "A friend asked, and I agree, so that's why I'm here" I smiled at him. "Nice costume" my cheek heated up realizing he was looking at me, "I'm Ellie Woods, from legally blonde" I replied, "-And your ghostface, nice" I looked at him, "So..where's your mask?" I tilted my head, "On my belt, just in case" His smile made me have chills down my core.

He looked perfect even in the hot, sweaty environment we were in. I wanted to do something, but I couldn't even do anything. I felt my core getting hotter and my legs getting stickier.

"What's your name?" He asked, "Y/N and I already know you, your Luke right?" I hoped to not sound creepy, that I already knew him. "Yeah, how did you know that?"

"Your really well known, I guess I just picked up on you. You do know your are really easy on the eyes" I tried to flirt with him.

"Hey!" I looked at him, as the bartender came to him, as he ordered something, "Two shots of tequila" Before the bartender poured them out of the clear bottle. As the bartender slid them onto the counter to him, before he offered one to you. "Shots?" He asked, "Hell yeah" I took the shot and gulped it down, as the liquid burned down my throat to my chest, "Fuck that's strong" I heard him groaning out, it made me feel hot. But you knew that you couldn't do it at all, he had a girlfriend.

You weren't an asshole to break up someone's relationship for something petty like a sexual conquest. "Um, why did you really come here to talk to me.." I spoke out, biting my lip. "I thought you were cute" My heart started beating up faster, "Don't you have a girlfriend?" I bit my lip, "Oh, me and Cate..we broke up, she cheated on me with my best friend, pretty shitty isn't it?" He sipped more of the drink, he ordered in his glass cup. "Oh, gosh...I'm so sorry" That was a pretty shitty way to get broken up with, but at least I didn't have the guilt of being a home wrecker.

"I know," He said, rubbing his temples. The scene was awkward, I didn't want to pity him any further, but I was oddly turned on by this. But you didn't want to throw an opportunity away. It would be one in a chance.

"Do you want to feel better, I know a way" I placed his hand on his upper knee, tilting my head, suggestively. I guessed he got the message before I took his hand, and followed me into a random room. I really didn't know my way through the house but I was able to find a free room.

I pushed him onto the bed. I closed the door behind me, before getting on top of him, hooking my hands on his shoulder, and placing my lips on him. I felt his hands on my side, moving lower down to dangerous parts of me. Grinding down on his growing erection, Withdrawing away from the kiss. "Woah" I smiled at his reaction, "How was it" I cocked my head at him, rubbing down at him.

"That was fucking awesome" I pinched his cheek, "Your adorable" I smirk. He rubbed my ass down to my upper thighs. I felt his hands warming up under my tights.

I took my hands off of his shoulder, before losing off the corset that held me in its confined. I felt relief from taking it off, throwing my corset top somewhere else. His eyes darted to my chest, "Like them?" pressing them together, I felt myself getting wetter as he looked at me. Before I felt him flipping me over, feeling my back hitting the bed. My legs crossed each other as I held them up. I turned my head to the side, looking at him, opening my legs.

"Are you hard right now?" I teased, feeling some heart from his hands, melting away my tights. Before I felt him rip them off my legs. The flimsy fabric was ruined, "You ruined them" I faked my sad expression, "I'll replace them" he rubbed the upper parts of my thighs, taking my panties off of me. His hands stretch the lips of cunt, making me moan out. "S-stop, it's embarrassing" I turned my head away from the scene, "Fuck your soaked" He spread me apart, and his fingers slid into me, moaning on impact.

My legs trembling from the intrusion. His fingers curled into me, making me bend back, my hands gripping the sheets, his fingers thrusting into me in a rough motion, "FUCK!" I cried, my chest rising up and down. "Your sensitive, aren't you" He was staring at me, analyzing what I did, making me squeeze down on his finger, making him groan, "Shit, I'm sorry" Before he took his fingers, some clear slick. He licked his fingers clean, I didn't know if this was even real. Luke Riordan literally fingering me and licking my juices. I propped myself on my elbows before looking up at Luke taking off his pants.

His dick leaning onto his stomach, standing up. "Holy Shit" I muttered, it had a red tip and pre-cum leaking out of the tip, and it was bigger than you thought. I felt his hand on my ankle dragging me onto the edge of the bed, spreading my legs apart. "L-luke" I moaned, He had a condom in his hand, taking it out of the golden package, "W-wait, let me put it on" He placed it in my hand. I place it on my lips before taking the shaft and using my mouth to put the condom on.

I leaned back putting my legs up, as he put his hand on my thighs and slid himself into me, I moaned out. His dick abusing my cunt. Tightening against his cock. I heard him groan, The friction made me feel wetter. His hand on my waist, his dick stuffing me full, his hips snapping into me. His hands cupped my chest, playing with them. I felt his mouth on my peaks, making me bend. "Luke" I moaned.

I turned my head to the side, flickering my eyes away from him. My chest heaving, my body is feeling hot, and feeling sticker. I felt his hand roaming on my body, flicking my nipples, making me shiver in pleasure. His hands moved my body to the side, as he lifted my legs onto his shoulder, thrusting into me. Feeling him reaching a deep side of me, I flickered my eyes at him. I felt my abdomen feeling hot and bubbling, tightening against him before he groaned. "Luke..I'm close" I wailed, "Fuck, I'm close too" He rubbed my waist, making me mewl out.

I felt a wave crash down on my body, as I moaned out, gripping down on the sheets. His pace slowed down as he plunged into me, making me twitch. His pelvis collided with mine, as he thrust in, before releasing his load. Before he pulled out of me, before typing it up and throwing away the used condoms.

I was tired and sweaty. I put my hand over my eyes, trying to hide from him. I really didn't realize that it really did happen. Having sex with Luke actually did happen.

Leaning up on your elbows, "You okay" I turned my head at Luke, sitting on the side of the bed. He was still half naked, "Yeah.." I laid back down, "Could I hug you?" He asked, "Um, sure.." I felt the bed dip as he crawled towards me and his arms around my waist, leading to the side of my stomach. It was a little awkward but wholesome, I didn't know what to do but I rubbed his head. It lasted for a few minutes before I closed my eyes and slept off.

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[rainbowwonderlandsblog]

Andre: Jordan, no. Put that down right now

Cate: What are they doing now?

Luke: Trying to eat the forbidden candy

Jordan: Listen, I'm winning this bet, and no one can stop me

Marie: Jordan, don't eat that

Jordan: ...Fine :(

Andre: Correction, one person can stop you

#incorrect quotes #gen v #jordan li #luke riordan #cate dunlap #andre anderson #marie moreau #limoreau #mariejordan #marie x jordan #i made this at 5am #idk what it is

[shashashina]

The person you are

Ok, I'm obsessed with Jordan Li from the Gen V spin-off series of The Boys, so I decided to write for them, give me some constructive criticism if you have any, I want to understand if I wrote things wrong, I keep repeating that the English is not my language and I am Italian, I struggle with English so I limit myself to using the translator to make what I write reach far away. I created this story in less than half a day, and I can say I'm proud of myself, I've had this idea in my head for a few days and I finally put it in writing.

The story more or less follows the events of the series, but in many events the protagonist is also involved, some scenes are not present or are modified and the story does not fully follow the chronological order of the events of the series.

I also apologize if the pronouns are not recognized correctly in the story, I worked very hard to ensure that the pronouns are adequate, but the transcription from my language to English distorts them.

Warning: Mentions of death and suicide, mentions of violence, otherwise just the protagonists being sweet to each other.

Summary: You and Jordan start dating after a clumsy hookup and end up liking each other, but you notice some unusual behavior on her part and ask why he's doing it.

Word count: 3,085

I've known Jordan Li since my first day at Godolkin, we met or rather bumped into each other at the entrance. I was completely busy reading my emails to check my dorm room number, I had my head down and I wasn't looking where I was going, they were talking to a guy who I later discovered was called Andre Anderson, Polarity's son. I lose my balance and fall to the ground, the cell phone falls from my hands and slides not far from me, Jordan immediately offers his hand to help me get back on my feet and apologizes in the meantime, then picks up my cell phone from the ground, in the process he notices that it is completely destroyed due to the impact with the ground "Oh damn, your cell phone is destroyed" "Nooo, no, no, what do I do now? I bought it just yesterday..." I take the cell phone from his hands and I give him a look with sadness on my face "Don't worry, if you bought it recently there is a guarantee and if there are any additional costs I will pay them" "Will you pay them? Why? You didn't break it...?" I ask confused, yes it's true, my phone fell because of the collision, but it wasn't his fault "Because I wasn't looking where I was going and I hit you" He says "Yes, you're right, but I wasn't looking where I was either going, and this is my punishment for walking distractedly while looking at my phone" "Anyway I feel guilty, so I would like to do something to make up for it" "Ok, well, if you really insist, I don't have a car to get to the store , it would take too long, so could you give me a lift in your car if you have one" "Yes, I have it, go for the lift, shall we say today at 05:00? Shall we meet here?" He asks "Yes it's perfect" "I'm Jordan Li by the way and this is my friend Andre" He says pointing to the other guy with him "I'm YN YS, nice to meet you, I have to go now, I have to take my bags to the room" "Ok, see you later" "Yes, see you later" I smile and wave, quickly heading to my room.

When I enter the room I am greeted by a girl with the wardrobe doors open, she is probably deciding what to wear "Hey" I call her attention and she turns to look at me, I hold out my hand, I smile and introduce myself "my name is YN YS " "Hi, I'm Anna Gordon I assume you're my roommate, it's nice to meet you" She hugs me tightly and then lets me go, goes back to her closet "What do you think I should wear tomorrow? I really want to make a good impression . It's a constant struggle to get to the top here and wearing something appropriate for the first day will give me a little advantage. Do you have instagram, tiktok? What super power do you have?" "Mmmm, I don't know what you could wear for the first day, I'm also undecided on what to wear, but I know I want to wear something nice to make a good impression just like you, I have Instagram and TikTok and my power is telekinesis, yours instead?" "Ohh telekinesis, cool, I have the power of teleportation, I'm not very good at using it yet, but I'm learning" I have the impression that my roommate is a big talker and that she is very sociable, in fact we continued to talk for at least another two hours before he decided it was time to go for a walk, I instead decided to tidy up my part of the room and then take a shower, when I finish it's almost 05:00 so I get ready for go out. I get dressed and leave the house wandering around the college before seeing Jordan and going to their place. "Hey, ready to go?" She asks “Yes, have you been waiting long?” "No, we just arrived" We go towards his car and he changes shape, from a boy he becomes a girl "Anyway this is my power, I change gender, the seats in my car are adjusted according to this shape and it bothers me to arrange them according to the my male form" I'm impressed, but not that much, I can only think that both forms are beautiful "Okay, don't worry, it's a really interesting power, I have telekinesis" they smile at me and get into the car and start the car and let's go to the store.

After I dropped it off, I was told it would be fixed in three days. I return to the car and Jordan takes a different route than the one we used before "Where are we going?" I ask curious about the change in direction "I'll take you for ice cream, I have to apologize for making you fall" "But you didn't make me fall you were the one totally distracted and having accompanied me to the shop is more than enough" "Ok, so let's put it this way, I want an ice cream and you will keep me company by eating an ice cream bought by me" I sigh in defeat, I think we could continue talking about it at infinite if I didn't give up "Okay, you're stubborn from what I see" I say laughing "Ohh you don't know how much" After talking about various topics during the journey for a while, we arrive in front of the ice cream shop, park and go in, I get a strawberry ice cream and they got vanilla ice cream. After eating our ice creams we go back to college and say goodbye "Bye, see you around" I say with a bit of disappointment in my voice, I enjoyed spending time with Jordan and saying goodbye is a little sad "Yes, see you, it's it was nice being with you" He says "Yes, it was nice for me too spending time with" I go back to my room and lie down on the bed to use the computer, after a few minutes I get notifications on Instagram, Jordan has started following me and he liked some photos, I follow back and in turn I like some of his photos, I really like his photos. It's getting late and I'm going to sleep for tomorrow, impatiently awaiting the start of lessons.

It's morning and together with Anna we get ready to go to class, in the end we will both put on a cute dress for the first day, we also have the same lessons, so we will go together, it's nice to have someone I know in the same classes as me, at least I won't feel alone. We walk through the corridors and chat, I bump into someone who, to keep me from losing my balance, grabs me by the shoulders "We should stop meeting like this" "Jordan, hi, yes, we really should" I laugh feeling shy about the physical contact suddenly, they let me go and I step back due to being too close, Jordan notices Anna and I decide to introduce myself "This is Anna, my roommate, Anna, they are Jordan" "Nice to meet you Jordan" Anna smiles toothily "We were going to class" I say "Okay, do you know where you need to go?" Jordan asks, Anna answers before she can I "Actually we're lost, could you help us?" "Ok, no problem" I have no idea why Anna lied, but we both knew exactly where to go, but it's okay, I don't mind being with Jordan, he accompanies us and then goes in the direction of her classroom. “Oh my god, oh my god, you and Jordan?” She's completely excited, but I don't know exactly why. "Me and Jordan what?" "Are you together? Are you friends?" "No, we are not together, and I cannot say that we are friends, I only met them yesterday and I think we could define ourselves as simple acquaintances" "Do you know that he is in second place in the Godolkin rankings? They are the most sought after in the school both as boys that as girls, many would kill to even be able to be next to them" "Well, then I must have made a massacre since yesterday I was in the car with them" "Really? Oh my god and how was it?" "Are you seriously asking me what it was like to be in the car with Jordan? Seriously? What do you expect me to tell you?" I ask laughing at the absurdity of the questions asked by Anna "I don't know, but I bet it was nice, and it smells really nice" "We just talked, and yes I enjoyed spending time with them, but I don't think that it will happen again"

And I couldn't help but be very wrong, in fact a few days later I met Jordan in the corridors of campus who invited me to go out with them and his friends. Now we are in a pub sitting on some sofas, I am sitting next to Jordan who takes a sip of his drink, on the other side there is Cate, Luke's girlfriend, with whom I immediately found myself in tune, she is nice , all of Jordan's friends are. Cate takes me to dance in the middle of the floor and we let loose, I feel a fixed gaze on me, at first I don't give it much weight, but then I turn to the point where I feel observed and I meet Jordan's gaze, my my heart skips a beat and I feel butterflies in my stomach, I think I like them, he comes closer to me and we start dancing together, out of the corner of my eye I see Cate go to Luke and leave me alone with Jordan, not that I mind. We start dancing provocatively and get closer and closer until we are just a few centimeters apart, we both stop dancing and stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds, until he cups my face and kisses me, it's a wonderful kiss, we break away from the kiss and smile at each other in embarrassment "Do you want to have a drink?" I ask "Yes of course" I take his hand walking towards the counter to get some drinks. At the end of the night we're all pretty drunk and we all go back to our dorms, Jordan walks me to my room and kisses me goodbye. I think I like it a lot. It's the next day and we meet during the break from class "Hey, do you want to talk?" I'm a little anxious, questions like that are the prelude to sad things and what if they regretted kissing me? What if he wants to tell me it was a mistake? I'm not ready to hear this. As my mind wanders I forgot to respond. "Hey, YN? Are you there?" He moves his hand in front of my eyes to distract me from my thoughts "Yes, yes, I'm here, of course we'll talk" He grabs my hand and leads me to a less crowded place "About last night... I wanted to apologize to you, you were drunk and I I kissed, I shouldn't have, it's just that I like you and I couldn't help myself, I didn't think enough about what I was doing..." "Wait, do you think I didn't like the kiss last night? Or that I didn't Did you want it? You don't have to apologize, I wasn't so drunk that I didn't understand what I was doing and then I like you too" I smile cheekily "So what does this mean?" He asks with a very red and shy face "It means that if you want we could start going out together, as more than just friends" "I'd like to, can I kiss you?" “And you even ask?” I grab them by the jacket and kiss them, it's a more overwhelming kiss than yesterday, but we are interrupted by Luke who whistles and calls our attention "Get a room if you want to make out like this" He says laughing and patting Jordan on the shoulder . We break away embarrassed and take each other's hands, we head towards our classes giving each other a quick kiss.

Timeskip

Jordan and I have been together for two months now, and a lot has happened in that time. Luke killed Rich Brink and committed suicide, he tried to kill me and a girl we had befriended, Marie Moreau, just because we were in the wrong place at the wrong time and witnessed the murder. Jordan had to protect me from her friend and he protected Marie even though he didn't get along very well with her. We have discovered that under the school there is a laboratory where Sam, Luke's brother, and other kids are locked up and we are hatching a plan to save them. Jordan supported me when by pure chance I rose to third place in the Godolkin rankings, overtaking them who were in second place and who found themselves in fifth place after Rich's death. I reluctantly participated in interviews and together with Marie we ended up becoming the object of attention from Indira Shetty, a woman I don't trust at all. Jordan even though I accidentally obscured the fact that they actually saved us, he didn't hold a grudge against me, he knew it wasn't something I could control, I tried to say that if I'm alive it's because of Jordan, but they didn't believe me, they believe that Marie, Andre and I collaborated to defend the school from Luke, there is no point in telling the truth, they all believe that we are being modest so as not to receive preferential treatment. I felt sorry for what happened to me Luke didn't seem like a bad person, he must have had his reasons for doing what he did, reasons that we all later discovered, I don't blame him, I just think it wasn't necessary to try to kill me and Marie.

I'm walking around campus talking to Anna, Marie and Emma about how hard the classes are, I see Jordan in the distance with Andre and other kids, I walk up to them and join Jordan's hand with mine, when he notices that it's me, it changes shape, from a girl it becomes a boy "Hey, beautiful, how are you?" He asks kissing me "Good now that I'm with you, what are you talking about?" "I'm fine, we were talking about how harmless Rufus has become since his dick exploded" "It was an accident, but if this is the result I'm happy it happened" Marie says intervening in the discussion, we all burst into loud laughter. Jordan and I get together in the afternoon to be together and while we relax sitting on the bed I can't help but think of one thing, every time I get close to Jordan and they have the feminine appearance they immediately change into the masculine one, not the I had noticed at first, but when I first noticed it I couldn't help but notice all the times he did it. I don't understand why he changes and I'm going to ask him right now. "Jordan?" "Yes?" "Can I ask you a question?" "Of course, as many as you want" "I noticed that every time you have female features and I get close to you, you immediately change them into male ones, why do you do that?" "Because you are a girl and so I thought you wanted to be with a boy, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable so I adapted to your preferences..." I remain silent for a moment absorbing and summarizing his words, then I reply "You're right I'm a girl, but I never said that I only like boys and then I don't like you because you're a boy, I like you for the person you are, you don't have to change when you're with me and above all you don't have to change for me. I don't care what you look like, I still love you in every form, you make me feel good and make me feel protected and safe, you don't have to think about making only me feel comfortable, but you too, I'm sorry if I have you given the impression that they had to change for me, I didn't want to..." I look down, feeling guilty for having somehow given the impression that they had to change for me, I reflect on what action of mine led Jordan to this conclusion.

Jordan makes me look him in the eyes one more time "It's not you who made me act like this, it's just that in middle school I had a girlfriend who always wanted me to be a boy, so I pleased her and every time I had In relationships I have always adapted based on the gender of my partner..." "You could have told me about it, you spent two months with me thinking that I didn't accept you for who you are, you took it for granted that I limited myself to preferring you as a boy, but you have never felt completely at ease with me and this makes me sad, you have to promise me that from now on whatever problem there is between us you will talk to me about it, I will do the same, I want there to be the freedom between us to be able to talk of everything and of being able to solve it together" "You're right, I should have told you about it, I just didn't think it was necessary, from now on I'll tell you everything" I go closer and kiss them, a sweet kiss, to express all the love I have for them "Did you say you love me before?" The realization of my confession came after a few moments, I had never said it before, I turn red and look away embarrassed "Because I love you too and I'm happy that my feelings for you are mutual" Jordan kisses me again and again and we spend the whole afternoon kissing and cuddling until we fall asleep hugging each other.

#x reader #jordan li x reader #jordan li #gen v #the boys #marie moreau #cate dunlap #luke riordan #andre anderson #emma meyer #sam riordan

[paperdoll201]

She's Perfect (I hate her)

6860 words

God, I had no intention of dropping this at 4 am but here we are! (I couldn't fucking sleep) If this is bad, no it's not. jk ill edit it some more when I'm more aware of my surroundings. Anyways, enjoy!

Jordan had never encountered anyone as utterly infuriating as Marie Moreau. Her grace, her flawless beauty, and her ability to charm everyone in her path grated on Jordan's nerves like nails on a chalkboard.

 Within a single month, Marie had effortlessly woven herself into the fabric of their university, her presence casting a long shadow over Jordan's existence. Her perfect hair, her radiant smile, her flawless skin, and her sculpted by the fucking gods body seemed to mesmerize everyone she encountered, which pissed Jordan off even more.

Jordan couldn't stand her. She embodied everything they despised: effortless popularity, superficial admiration, and an air of entitlement that made Jordan's skin crawl. Marie's arrival to Goldolkin had disrupted their carefully constructed life, turning their friends into her adoring entourage and leaving Jordan feeling isolated and resentful (of course that wasn’t actually happening but Jordan is known for their dramatics).

Within a week of her freshman year, Marie had seamlessly integrated herself into Jordan's social circle, befriending Andre, Cate, and Luke. They were Jordan's friends, but Marie had somehow infiltrated their inner circle, leaving Jordan feeling like an intruder in their friendships (again, this is not happening, this is all in Jordan’s head).

Jordan's friends seemed to have fallen for Marie's charm, frustratingly enough. How could they not see that she’s a problem? Jordan hated her, hated the way she had disrupted their lives, hated the way she had infiltrated their world.

 God, they hated her so fucking much. 

It's why they’re sitting in a corner in Luke’s room pouting to themselves as they watch all of their friends have fun with her. I mean, it's not like they couldn’t partake in what they were doing. They were playing Uno. Jordan fucking loved Uno, but unfortunately so did Marie. Jordan hated Uno now, at least when she was playing too.

Jordan's friends were surprised when Jordan declined to play, they all knew that was Jordan’s favorite game too. Jordan could only give them some half-assed excuse, claiming they were too tired from grading papers (they all knew Jordan was lying but decided not to push any further). 

“Uno out!” Marie squealed, smacking her last uno card hard on the floor.  

“How the fuck do you keep winning?” Andre laughed, tossing his deck over the messy pile of uno cards in the center of the floor.

“I’m just that good,” Marie jokingly replied, getting up from the ground to stretch. 

“No way, I want a fucking rematch!” Luke declared, grabbing everyone's cards to shuffle them. Preparing to deal them out.

“Luke honey, that was our fifth round,” Cate rested a hand on Luke’s arm, preventing him from trying to play again. “No more, you’re not going to win.”

“You have no faith in me,”

“I don’t,” Cate concluded with a shrug.

“Hey?!”

Jordan wasn’t listening to them anymore, eyes focused on Marie. She had gotten up from the floor to get some water from Luke’s fridge and stretch. As she raised her arms above her head, Jordan couldn’t help but watch, entranced by the way her top lifted to show her smooth skin underneath. How she rolled her neck to get the cricks out of it. Her eyes rolled back just slightly from the relief. How her mouth opened just enough—

“Hey Jordan, how are you?” Jordan’s head snapped up to meet brown eyes, innocently peering down at them with curiosity. How the hell did she teleport in front of me? Fuck, did she notice me staring at her? Why is she looking at me all nice like that? 

“Uh, Jordan?” Marie interrupted their thoughts with a wave in front of their face. “I think I lost you there,” Marie chuckled. At this point, everyone in the room was looking at them. Looking at Jordan.

“I’m fine. You can get your hand out my face,” they swatted her hand away from them. 

"Um, do you want to join us?" Marie continued, unfazed by their reaction to her. "We're going to watch a movie. Andre suggested 'It'," Jordan could hear Andre chuckling behind them. "He says it's a fun clown movie. Wanna watch with?" Marie finished.  Jordan mentally rolled their eyes. That's why Andre looks like he's holding in a fucking fart. Marie's clueless. Jordan's more surprised that neither Luke nor Cate bothered to correct her. Jordan glanced at them, noticing their stifled grins. Oh well, Marie would find out soon enough. Not their fucking problem. 

"Sure, whatever," Jordan muttered, diverting their gaze from Marie. They could sense her lingering stare, wishing she'd just leave them the fuck alone. Jordan looked up again, only to be met with an outstretched hand. Rolling their eyes, Jordan brushed her hand away and rose to their feet. I didn't need her fucking help.

Marie paused a bit, a look of hurt entering her face. Before Jordan could actually confirm, she quickly excused herself to “make a quick call” saying she’d be back in five. 

As Marie left the room, Jordan heaved a sigh of relief. Her constant presence around them was suffocating, and Jordan just couldn't bear another moment around her.

Glancing around, they noticed their friends exchanging knowing looks. Andre shrugged, and Cate shook her head speaking up, "You don’t have to be such a dick to her."

Not wanting to have the conversation they’d be forced into if they responded to Cate, they just rolled their eyes again. They settled back against the wall, arms crossed, simmering in a mix of resentment. Why couldn't everyone see through Marie's facade? How could they all be so easily entangled by her charm? It pissed Jordan the fuck off.

Minutes ticked by, and the group began to set up for the movie. Jordan reluctantly moved closer deciding to just enjoy their evening. As they arranged the pillows and blankets and popped some popcorn, Andre typed in “It”, quickly pausing the movie as they waited for Marie to return. 

Marie returned just in time as the movie started. She took her place on the floor next to Jordan, but this time, she didn't push for conversation. Instead, she quietly focused on the movie, occasionally huddling closer to Cate during certain scenes for comfort.

Despite Jordan's initial resistance, they couldn't help but steal glances at Marie throughout the movie. There was something disarming about her genuine reactions, the way she gasped at jump scares, and how she playfully hid behind a pillow during intense scenes. Even Jordan could admit; that Marie Moreau was cute.

Everyone sat in focus as the movie finally reached “The Projector” scene. Jordan has seen this movie a few times before but it still even freaked them the fuck out. So of course, seeing this movie so many times, they were prepared for when giant ass Pennywise, popped out from the wall with ugly ass teeth and all. Marie who had never seen the movie wasn’t prepared for that jumpscare as she screamed and grabbed tightly the closest thing to her, which was Jordan’s arm. 

“Oh shit!” Marie squealed, shutting her eyes tightly blocking the images in front of her. Jordan instinctively went to push her off them, but couldn’t when they noticed how good she looked against them. They waited to see if she’d let go of them but she made no moves to, seemingly comfortable in their new position. Well, Jordan wouldn’t move either. Just this once though, couldn’t have Moreau think that this would be a habit.

They continued to watch the movie in their new position both relaxed against one another. Jordan had to switch into their female form to prevent anyone from discovering their raging hard-on from Marie just holding onto them. That made them feel like they were ten again discovering boobs for the first time, which annoyed Jordan a fucking bit. Jordan secretly enjoyed the fact that Marie decided to take solace in their arms, burying her face in their shoulder as a particularly scary scene came on. Jordan has never enjoyed this movie as much as they do now. 

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When the credits rolled, Marie was still holding onto Jordan as if her life depended on it. She didn’t release them until Cate got up to turn on the lights mumbling a quick “sorry” as she rushed to detach herself from them. Jordan wouldn’t admit it, but it was nice having her on them. Having her feel like she needed them. 

"So Marie," Andre said, squatting beside her with a mischievous grin that spread across his face like wildfire. "How'd you like the movie?"

 "It was good," Marie replied nonchalantly, looking at Andre simply.

“Just good? I bet you were expecting a funny movie huh,” Andre teased, unable to contain the giggles that erupted from his chest

“Come on, Andre. I'm not stupid. I knew 'It' was a scary movie," Marie responded, rolling her eyes and playfully pushing him away with a gentle nudge.

"What? But—" Andre trailed off, noticing Cate and Luke struggling to suppress their laughter from Luke's bed. Their shoulders shook with silent amusement, and their cheeks were flushed with the effort to contain their laughs.

 "Oh, you two are laughing like you didn't find it absolutely fucking hilarious earlier," Andre gawked at them.

 "No, we were laughing at you earlier," Cate managed between giggles.

Marie laughed along with them as she stood up from the ground, stretching her arms above her head with a yawn that stretched her mouth wide. She popped her knuckles, letting out a satisfying crack. "Alright guys, I'm gonna head out," she announced, her voice laced with sleepiness. "I've got an 8 am class tomorrow," she added, her eyelids drooping from exhaustion.

 "Boooooo! Come on, live a little! Skip the class! Do the drugs!" Cate exclaimed playfully, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

 Marie shook her head with a chuckle. "Not tonight, Cate. I really need to go to this class," she replied, her voice laced with determination. "Another time, though?" she suggested with a hopeful smile.

God even the way she rejects people is fucking perfect. 

Cate responded with an exaggerated groan, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You're only lucky I'm such a good friend or I would've made you skip," Cate joked, waving her hand around theatrically before walking over to Marie and giving her a tight hug. "See you tomorrow at the library, babe?" Cate asked with a mischievous grin, still holding Marie close.

“What’s happening at the library?” Andre jumped into the conversation, his curiosity piqued.

“I’m helping Marie study for some of her classes,” Cate explained with a knowing smile, glancing briefly at Marie.

"Oh!" Andre exclaimed, his interest clearly caught. He glanced over at Marie, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Jordan couldn't help but notice the shift in Andre's demeanor.

“You? Study?” Cate questioned with a brow and Jordan squinted their eyes at this, suddenly interested in the conversation.

"I can study," Andre defended himself, trying to sound more convincing than he appeared.

“That’s fine! The more the merrier!” Marie said happily grabbing her things.

Andre eagerly stepped toward Marie. "Let me walk you back to your dorm," he offered, trying to mask his eagerness behind casualness.

Marie began shaking her head to say no. “You don’t have to. I know you want to hang out a bit here longer,” Marie reassured him.

“Nah, it's all good. I was gonna head in anyways,” Andre smiled taking Marie’s things from her as well.

A smile curved Marie's lips. “Well, if you're sure,” she grinned at him. “See you guys later.” Marie waved at everyone, Jordan reciprocating with a last wave before she exited with Andre.

What was that about? Jordan thought to themselves. Andre never leaves their hangouts early, especially for some lame excuse like sleep. Studying? Yeah bullshit, something else is going on.

Jordan suddenly pissed for some reason, started packing up as well, just wanting to sleep off this annoying ass night. 

As Jordan quickly picked up their belongings, Cate stood up, moving swiftly to block them before they could leave.

"Not so fast," Cate tsked, blocking Jordan's path. "We need to talk,”

Jordan sighed, arms dramatically hitting their sides, deciding to indulge Cate. “What’s up,” They said calmly.

“I know why you act like that with Marie," Cate stated eerily calmly. 

Jordan started feeling choked after hearing this. Fuck did she know. There’s no way that she actually knows. Knows how they secretly want to fuck the actual life out of Marie-

“You’re jealous,” Cate said with a knowing smirk, her words causing Jordan's eyebrows to shoot up in surprise.

Oh. Oh?

“Jealous of what?” Jordan pressed curious as to where Cate was going with this.

“You’re jealous of all the attention going to Marie,” Cate teased, her playful tone bringing a hint of protest from Jordan. “Don’t try denying it. We all know how much of an attention-seeking whore you are,” Cate chuckled, continuing to poke fun at Jordan.

Jordan could just roll their eyes for what felt like the millionth fucking time that night.

Watching Jordan closely, Cate folded her arms, her gaze unwavering. “But hey, how about joining us for our study session at the library tomorrow? Your brain could be a huge help. I’m sure Marie would appreciate help from her TA,” Cate finished, a note of sincerity underlying her playful banter.

Feeling a bit cornered, Jordan hesitated before relenting, "Fine. I'll think about it."

"Great!" Cate smiled, stepping aside to let Jordan pass. "See you tomorrow!!"

“Bye Jordan,” they see Luke waving his hand at them.

Jordan nodded in response and left the room, their mind swirling with a mix of emotions. As they walked back to their dorm, they couldn't shake the feeling of guilt for their earlier behavior towards Marie. They felt a bit of guilt that perhaps their rudeness with her had been a tad bit unnecessary. No, don’t fall for her trap Jordan.

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Jordan spent the majority of the next day mulling over Cate's invitation, contemplating whether or not they should actually go to the study session with Marie— and the others. The idea seemed to tug at their mind throughout the morning classes, shifting their focus from their lectures. Instead of absorbing the material, their thoughts drifted to seeing Marie again. Seeing her smile, hearing her laugh. Fuck they were getting obsessed with her. Every thought they’ve had recently seemed to revolve around Marie. Like she was suddenly their world. They scolded themselves for allowing Marie's presence to have any impact on their thoughts. "She doesn't matter," Jordan muttered under their breath, trying to convince themselves more than anything. 

However, the constant mental tug-of-war Jordan had with themselves continued as the day progressed. Jordan couldn’t shake off the idea of joining the study session, despite their inner turmoil. The more they thought about it, the more the idea seemed to solidify – not because they wanted to help Marie but rather to prove to themselves and their friends that Marie's presence held no sway over them. 

Just as they were wrapping up their last class for the day, Jordan felt their phone buzz. Pulling it out, they saw a message in the "don’t do drugs kids" group chat with Luke and Cate. 

 "Come to the library at 4:30. see u then ;)"

Sighing heavily, Jordan glanced at their watch, its display reading 4:15. With a sense of urgency, they decided to make their way to the library, opting to be the first one there rather than the last.

As they entered the library they walked around trying to find a free table. 

“Might as well get the book I need for Crimefighting 301,” they muttered to themselves, shifting into their taller form to reach the books on the taller shelves. 

Jordan's ears perked up as a familiar giggle echoed from the nearby bookshelf. The sound was unmistakably Marie's, and it sent an unfamiliar jolt through Jordan's body. Curiosity piqued, they followed the sound, their heart pounding like a drum against their ribs.

 As they rounded the corner, their eyes fell upon Marie, her face glowing with a smile so radiant it could have illuminated the entire library. Beside her, seated a little too close for comfort, was Andre, his broad shoulders relaxed and his eyes were a bit too bright with joy for Jordan’s taste. The sight of them together, their laughter intertwining in the quiet library, ignited an ugly spark of jealousy in Jordan's chest.

Andre, the always late one in the group, the biggest fucking party animal amongst them who always had a drink in one hand and weed in the other, held a flirtatious grin on his face – what the hell was he doing here, so early and so seemingly engaged in conversation with Marie? And why did he look so chummy with her, his hand resting casually on the back of her chair, a gesture that felt both intimate and unsettling?

Jordan's mind raced with questions, each one fueling the growing jealousy that gnawed at their insides. Why was Marie laughing so easily with Andre? When the fuck did Marie and Andre become so close? Why did she seem so at ease with him, so relaxed and carefree, as if they had known each other for years instead of just a few weeks? 

Jordan noticed the way Andre's gaze lingered on Marie's lips, the subtle brush of his hand against her arm, and the way he leaned in a little too close when telling a story. It was clear to Jordan that Andre was flirting, and Marie, oblivious to his intentions, was basking in his attention.

Marie looked up, finally noticing Jordan's figure standing near their table (when the hell did they get so close to them?) her smile widened, and she waved her hand enthusiastically, beckoning them closer. Jordan, their heart still pounding with a mix of jealousy and curiosity, made their way towards the duo.

Andre's annoyance was obvious when Jordan, instead of settling into the empty chair across from them, chose to sit beside Marie scooting their chair much closer to her than necessary. The subtle shift in his body language, the brief tightening of his jaw, the flicker of irritation in his eyes– it was all too fucking obvious. Andre liked Marie. And this ticked off Jordan that much more. Jordan felt a surge of satisfaction, a perverse pleasure in witnessing Andre's discomfort.

Andre's flirtatious gestures and suggestive remarks continued, each one adding fuel to the fire of Jordan's jealousy. Marie, oblivious to Andre's intentions, remained engaged in the conversation, her laughter light and her demeanor relaxed.

"So, Andre," Jordan interjected, their voice laced with a hint of sarcasm, "never thought I’d see you on time to fucking anything. 

Andre chuckled, his eyes never leaving Marie's face. "Well, Jordan," he replied, "I've been trying to expand my horizons lately. I've discovered that there's more to life than just parties. I've discovered the joys of intellectual stimulation.”

“Why the fuck are you talking like that? What the fuck are you even talking about?” Jordan gave Andre the most confused fucking look they could muster.

"I've always talked like this. I believe a widened vocabulary is integral to advancing my educational prowess," Andre smirked.

Jordan could only blink at him a couple times. "What the fuck—"

Marie, sensing the sudden shift in mood, quickly turned her attention to Jordan, her smile as radiant as ever. "So, Jordan," she began, her voice laced with genuine interest, "how were your classes today?"

God, she’s gorgeous and so sweet. Jordan couldn't even pretend to deny it anymore, easily falling into her deep brown eyes. How quickly she was able to distract them from Andre was incredible. They stared at her a little bit longer than they should have, noticing Andre glancing between the two of them.

They didn’t learn jackshit in classes today. Marie was the only thing running laps in Jordan's mind as of late. "It was pretty good," Jordan replied, their voice slightly distracted as they continued to gaze into Marie's eyes.

“Oh shit, everyone’s here,” Jordan heard a voice interjecting their thoughts. They looked up to see Cate and Luke practically sprinting towards their table. "I told you we should've left earlier. Even Andre beat us here, oh my god," Cate exclaimed, dramatically collapsing into the chair next to Jordan.

"Why are you here so early, Andre?" Luke inquired, his tone laced with mock surprise.

“That’s what I fucking said,” Jordan just had to add.

After the group teased Andre for being early (and for talking like some renowned poet), the group finally settled themselves and focused on their studying.

"Hey Jordan," Marie broke the silence, her voice laced with a hint of nervousness. "I was wondering if you could help me study for this crimefighting essay I have due soon. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed by the material, and I know you're really good at explaining things.” Marie looked at them twiddling her thumbs.

Jordan, their heart skipping a beat, couldn't help but be happy with Marie's confidence in them. I mean, they knew they were smart as shit but still. And now, as she sat before them, her nervousness making her even more endearing, Jordan found themselves lost in her beauty (again). 

Her hair, left down, framed her face perfectly, accentuating the delicate features and the warmth that radiated from her eyes. Her lips, plumped from her biting on it, were slightly pursed, hinting at the uncertainty in her mind. Yet, despite her nervousness, there was an undeniable charm about Marie, a captivating aura that made Jordan's heart flutter.

“Yeah, sure,” Jordan replied, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, despite their heart beating at what felt like 100 fucking miles per hour.

If Marie noticed that, she didn’t mention it. Instead, Marie's face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you so much, Jordan," she said, her voice filled with relief. "I really appreciate it." 

As the time slipped by, Jordan helped Marie with her essay, her rough draft almost finished. Marie's enthusiasm was infectious, her eyes lighting up with each new concept they grasped. Jordan, their heart pounding with a mix of admiration and affection, found themselves drawn into Marie's intellectual curiosity, their explanations laced with a hint of personal fascination.

Marie and Jordan took a break from their study session to watch some funny videos on Jordan’s phone. Their quiet laughter was cut by Andre's voice cutting through the air. "Hey Jordan, can I speak to you?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of urgency

“Yeah, what’s up?” Jordan replied, still laughing at the video with Marie not really paying Andre any mind.

“Can we talk for a minute?” Andre asked, already getting up from the table and heading to a secluded corner not too far from the table.

Jordan's brow furrowed at this. They excused themselves from the table, turning to Marie with a quick smile. "I'll be right back," 

As Jordan and Andre disappeared into the quieter depths of the library, Cate and Luke exchanged knowing glances, their lips curving into sly smiles. The air crackled with unspoken curiosity, the sudden interruption leaving a trail of unanswered questions in its wake.

 Cate, her voice laced with playful teasing, leaned towards Marie and whispered, "So, Marie, when did you and Jordan become such close study buddies?" Her eyebrows wiggled suggestively, emphasizing the playful nature of her inquiry.

 Marie, caught off guard by Cate's sudden question, flushed a delicate shade of pink. "What? I-I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, her fingers nervously fiddling with the edge of her notebook avoiding eye contact with Cate.

 Jordan, who had inadvertently overheard their conversation as they were leaving their table, couldn't suppress a smirk.

"I like Marie," Andre declared bluntly, his arms crossed defensively over his chest.

“Woah—”

Andre's tone laced with annoyance cut Jordan off before they could finish their sentence. “And I think you like her too. Or else you wouldn’t be cockblocking me so hard right now,” 

“What are you even talking about—”

“You know what I'm talking about,” Andre snapped, his voice rising with frustration.

Jordan, their temper flaring, stepped closer to Andre, their eyes burning with intensity. "One, stop fucking cutting me off," they snarled, their voice dripping with venom. "And two," they took another step, their face inches from Andre's, "what are you gonna do about it?"

Andre, taken aback by Jordan's boldness, stuttered, "Well, back off. I saw her first." His voice lacked the confidence he had tried to project moments ago.

 Jordan rolled their eyes in disbelief. "I saw her first," they scoffed. "Are we fucking twelve, Andre?"

Andre sighed, his frustration evident. "Whatever," he muttered. "It's just that you've been hogging her attention the entire time. I haven't been able to get a word in with her."

"Well, we've been studying," Jordan retorted, their tone sarcastic. "Something you should be doing too, instead of wasting my time with this fuck ass conversation."

Jordan turned to walk away, but Andre's voice stopped them in their tracks. "Just," Andre pleaded, his eyes filled with desperation, "let me have this one thing."

"I already feel like she likes you too," Andre muttered to himself, his voice barely audible.

Did they hear him correctly? "What was that?" they asked, their voice laced with curiosity.

Andre shook his head, masking his insecurities. "Nothing, let's head back," he said, turning towards their table.

As Andre and Jordan returned to their table, both decided to drop their conversation. However, the tension lingered beneath the surface, a silent battle for Marie's attention simmering between them.

Despite Andre's fucking obvious want to engage with Marie, she remained focused on her studies, her attention drawn to Jordan's explanations. Jordan was secretly happy that Andre couldn’t keep her attention for shit.

As the study session drew to a close, Andre, unable to contain his eagerness any longer, hastily approached Marie. "Hey, Marie, you going to Dusty's party this weekend?"

Marie, her face lighting up with excitement, nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement. "I'm going with Sam and Emma," she added, oblivious to Andre's unspoken intentions.

Luke, his brow furrowed in confusion, interjected, "What? Sam told me he wasn't going."

Marie giggled, her laughter echoing through the library. "Oops," she said, a playful grin spreading across her face. "Well, I'll see you there, though?" she offered, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Andre, despite his initial disappointment, couldn't help but smile at Marie's infectious energy. "Okay, bet," he replied, "I'll see you then. Wanna grab a bite with us?" he asked, gesturing towards Cate and Luke.

 Marie shook her head politely. "Nah, it's okay," she said, her voice laced with a hint of regret. "I'm just going to head in now."

Jordan, having silently observed the exchange, quickly jumped in.  "Yeah, you know what, me too," they said, seamlessly shifting into their female form and walking towards Marie. "Let me walk you back?" Jordan offered, their voice filled with genuine care.

Marie's face lit up with gratitude, her eyes sparkling with appreciation. "Thanks, I'd appreciate that," she smiled, her voice brimming with enthusiasm.

As Jordan and Marie turned to leave, Jordan couldn't resist casting a quick glance back at Andre. The look of annoyance and frustration etched on Andre's face filled Jordan with a sense of satisfaction. 

Jordan and Marie left the library, the comfortable silence enveloping them like a warm embrace. The walk to Marie's dorm was filled with an unspoken understanding, a connection that transcended words. As they reached Marie's dorm building, she turned to Jordan, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thanks so much for helping me study and walking me back, Jordan," she said, her voice laced with sincerity.  Jordan smiled. "No problem," they replied, their voice barely above a whisper.

 Marie, her eyes sparkling with affection, leaned down and gently placed a kiss on Jordan's cheek. The soft touch of her lips sent shivers down Jordan's spine and left Jordan feeling woozy. With a final lingering look, Marie turned and disappeared into the doorway of her dorm, leaving Jordan standing there for a bit.

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Dance on the dick, now, you been served, I like a dick with a little bit of curve. Hit this pussy with an uppercut

The sound of pulsating music throbbed through the house, its beat reverberating through every wall and floor. The air was thick with the mingled scents of alcohol, sweat, and a hint of something illicit. So many bodies, in various states of intoxication, gyrated and swayed to the music, their movements forming a chaotic vibe in the house.

Jordan fucking loved it.

Their heart pounded in sync with the music, embraced the chaos, the sensory overload, and the liveliness of the moment. This was their fucking element, a world where inhibitions were left behind and the only rule was to surrender to the vibe of the night.

Jordan had come in with Cate, Luke, and Andre, all pregaming a bit too hard before they even left their dorm. Jordan glided through the crowd seeking their friends, they wore a sleek grey crewneck hugging them tightly in their male form, and leather pants accentuating their toned legs. Simple sneakers completed their look. They wouldn’t wear any of their nicer vans to this party where the floor was sticky with mysterious liquids. Their signature pearl and chain necklace completed their outfit while their parted hair framed their face perfectly. 

Jordan knew they looked fucking good.

Navigating through the sea of intoxicated bodies, Jordan pressed on, their eyes scanning the crowd for their friends. Suddenly, a familiar splash of blonde hair caught their attention, signaling Cate's presence in a distant corner.

With a smile, Jordan weaved through the crowd. As they reached Cate, they gently tapped her shoulder to get her attention.

"Hey!" Jordan shouted over the pulsating music, ensuring Cate could hear their voice. "Where is everyone?"

Cate, her eyes sparkling, laughed playfully. "Oh!" she exclaimed, her voice slightly slurred with intoxication. "Luke and Sam went out back with Emma. They were playing truth or dare, and she was dared to get real big or something like that."

As if on cue, a chorus of cheers erupted from the backyard, accompanied by playful shouts of "Fuck that’s a giant woman!" and "That's so fucking hot!" 

“So where’s Andre?” Jordan pondered. They knew Andre wouldn’t miss a good game of truth or dare.

Cate, her words slurring slightly, replied, "Oh, I think I saw him with Marie last."

The moment her words sank in, Jordan felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through their veins, as if every intoxicating substance in their body had been instantly expelled. Jealousy instantly overtook their body.

“Where?” Jordan stood straighter.

Cate, her eyes darting around the room, paused as her gaze landed on two figures dancing closely together in the distance. "Over there," she pointed, her voice barely audible above the music's din.

Jordan's eyes followed Cate's gesture, their heart pounding in their chest. There, in the heart of the pulsating crowd, they spotted Andre and Marie, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony to the rhythm of the music. 

"Thanks, Cate," Jordan said quickly, their eyes already fixed on the couple in the distance. 

“Sure, no problem— Hey!” Cate huffed when she noticed Jordan walking away from her fast.

They had no intention of letting Marie out of their sight, not when she was dancing so intimately with Andre.

 With a confident stride, Jordan cut through the crowd, their eyes never leaving the couple in the distance. As they drew closer, they couldn't help but notice the way Marie's body moved, her hips swaying with an irresistible rhythm. She was captivating , her beauty radiating by the pulsating lights of the party.

Marie wore a crimson strapless dress, clinging to her figure, accentuated her slender silhouette, while its vibrant red hue simply oozed confidence. Her heels, extending up to her knees, added a touch of sophistication and sensuality, complementing her fiery dress perfectly. Her dark brown hair, styled in a perfect bun, revealed her soft features, while her dark brown lipstick, glossed over, emphasized her warmth and allure. Marie was a fucking vision and god they were hard for her.

A smirk curled Jordan's lips as they caught Marie's eye. She acknowledged them with a glance, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. Jordan locked eyes with Marie and continued their approach ignoring calls from people trying to get their attention. 

 As Jordan cut through the crowd, their path was intercepted by a girl wrapping her arms around them. The girl's eyes lit up as she recognized Jordan, her smile widening into a dazzling display.

 "Jordan?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with a hint of surprise and delight. "Do you remember me?"

 Jordan, their mind momentarily distracted from Marie, took a moment to place the girl's face. A faint memory of a past hookup flickered in their mind, but they couldn't recall her name or the circumstances of their hookup.

“Uh yeah sure,” Jordan replied, the lie coming off easily from their tongue. "Of course, Sarah," they smiled, their voice dripping with feigned familiarity. "How could I ever forget you?"

 The girl’s lips curled into a playful smile, looking at Jordan with a hint of amusement. "It's Claire." Oops.  "But I'd love to dance with you if you're free." she looked up at Jordan hopeful.

Jordan, caught off guard by her forwardness simply shrugged, and with a mischievous glint in their eyes, they accepted her invitation. 

As they moved together, Jordan's eyes never strayed from Marie. The way Marie's body moved, her hips swaying with an irresistible rhythm, was captivating. Claire, noticing Jordan's frequent glances towards Marie, couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy. Claire was determined to hold Jordan's attention, her movements becoming increasingly provocative and seductive. Or at least that’s what Jordan assumed she was trying to do, as she moved a little bit more like a chicken who just got its head cut off. But Jordan's focus remained on Marie, their heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and desire. They anxiously waited for the right moment to swoop in.

And as if god heard them personally, Andre was suddenly being pulled away by a bunch of guys who wanted to see him bend a bunch of metal shit, Jordan didn't fucking know or care because now Marie’s free.

Jordan immediately left, not caring to address Claire’s protests as they began to stalk toward Marie. Their eyes never left Marie, and they stared at one another in anticipation as if they were the only thing the other looked forward to. Just as Jordan was getting close to her, some girl squeezed in between them hooking her arms around Marie’s waist.

Absolutely not, Jordan’s not waiting again. They shifted into their female form before yanking the girl off Marie. Marie could only stare hiding her laugh behind her hands. 

“Who the fuck do you think you—”

“Don’t care, stop talking to me,” Jordan cut her off, eyes not leaving Marie as they took Marie’s hands and wrapped them around their neck.

Marie, her heart fluttering with anticipation, met Jordan's gaze, her eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement. The silent conversation between them, the unspoken desire that crackled in the air, was an undeniable force, drawing them together in a moment of undeniable attraction.

The girl's protests effectively shut down by Jordan's authoritative tone, huffed and walked away, leaving Jordan and Marie standing alone in the middle of the dance floor.

 "Hey," Marie breathed out, her lips curving into a captivating smile.

 "Hey," Jordan replied, mirroring her smile as their eyes locked.

 "Why did you do that?" Marie asked, curiosity sparkling in her gaze.

 "Do what?" Jordan countered, their grip on her waist tightening, pulling her closer.

Marie chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Shoo her away, I mean."

 Jordan's lips curled into a confident smirk. "Cause I wanted to dance with you," they declared, their voice laced with an undeniable certainty that sent a shiver down Marie's spine.

 Marie's lips formed an 'o' shape, a hint of surprise flickering across her face. She hadn't expected Jordan to be so direct, so upfront about their intentions.

"I thought you hated me?" Marie admitted her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes dropping down to their hands intertwined around her waist.

 "I did," Jordan confessed, their voice laced with a hint of vulnerability. "Not anymore. I like you now," they added, the words tumbling out almost involuntarily.

 Marie's eyes widened in shock, her lips parting in disbelief. Jordan's confession, unexpected and raw, caught her completely off guard. But beneath the surprise, a spark of excitement ignited within her.

 "Why didn't you pull me earlier then?" Marie pondered, her voice laced with a playful teasing tone as they swayed to the pulsating rhythm of the music.

 "You were with Andre," Jordan replied, their expression turning slightly somber.

 Marie's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why does Andre matter?" she countered, her voice laced with a hint of challenge.

 Jordan's mind raced, trying to make sense of Marie's response. "Why does he, I mean, you don't like Andre?" they asked, their eyes searching Marie's for a hint of understanding.

 Marie burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the crowded room. "No? What gave you that idea?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with amusement.

 Jordan's confusion deepened. "I- so you don't want Andre?" they asked, their voice barely above a whisper, their heart pounding with anticipation.

Marie's laughter subsided, her expression turning serious. She met Jordan's gaze, her eyes locking with theirs with an intensity that sent a jolt of electricity through both of them. "I don't want Andre," she stated, her voice firm and unwavering. 

Jordan and Marie stood there for a beat longer, their eyes locked, their hearts pounding in unison to the rhythm of the music. The world around them seemed to fade away, the lights of the party and the conversations of the crowd were drowned out.

As their gazes deepened, an undeniable pull drew them closer, their bodies instinctively moving toward each other. The space between them grew smaller, their breaths mingling, their anticipation reaching a fever pitch.

And then, they leaned in, their lips itching to meet. The moment their lips touched, a spark ignited between them, a jolt of electricity that sent shivers down their spines.

The kiss was soft and tender at first, delicate and innocent. But as their tongues intertwined, their passion ignited, their emotions pouring forth in a torrent of unspoken longing. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, swaying to the music as their kiss deepened. Their hands roamed each other's bodies, exploring every curve and contour, their touch sending a wave of heat through their veins. Jordan’s hands rested on Marie’s ass while Marie’s hands went to cup their face. Jordan couldn’t help the erotic moan that left their mouth as Marie slipped her tongue into their mouth and grabbed their hair. 

Desperate moans filled the air between them. Jordan didn’t even realize half of those sounds came from them.

“Fuck me,” Jordan sighed against her lips. With a reluctant groan, Jordan pulled away, their breath heavy and their heart pounding in their chest. Marie, gasping for air, met their gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and anticipation.

"Come back to my dorm?" Jordan asked, their voice laced with a desperate plea.

Marie, her heart still racing from the electrifying kiss, nodded breathlessly. "Yeah," she replied, her voice barely audible above the pulsating music.

Jordan grabbed Marie’s hand, shifting into their male form to easily push through the crowd. 

As they passed Cate, Jordan paused to quickly let Cate know they were leaving the party early. Cate, noticing their linked hands and the lingering intensity in their eyes, couldn't help but smirk. She said a quick goodbye, her expression mixed of amusement and understanding.

Marie and Jordan lost in their own world, didn’t notice Andre's watchful gaze as they disappeared towards the front door. 

*************

(explicit version on aO3, if ya freaky)

Jordan stirred from their sleep, the warmth of Marie's body wrapped around them like a comforting cocoon. Marie, already awake, traced circles on Jordan's back, her touch as gentle as a butterfly's wings.

 "Good morning," Marie whispered, her voice soft and inviting.

 "Good morning," Jordan replied, their eyes fluttering open to meet Marie's warm gaze.

Marie leaned down, their lips meeting in a long, lingering kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through Jordan's body. The kiss was full of unspoken promises and newfound desire, a testament to the connection they had forged the night before.

As the kiss drew to a close, Jordan's eyes sparkled with determination. "Let's date," they declared, their voice filled with a conviction that left no room for doubt.

Marie blinked at Jordan's sudden declaration, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes. "Okay, Jordan," she replied, a playful smile gracing her lips.

Jordan's enthusiasm was infectious. "Let's go right now," they suggested, eager to walk around hand in hand with Marie.

Marie chuckled softly, her hand gently stroking Jordan's hair. "Well, let's shower, brush our teeth, and eat something first, hmm?" she suggested, her voice laced with practicality and a hint of teasing.

“Boo,” Jordan groaned dramatically throwing an arm over their eyes. 

“Well instead of pouting, how about you join me in my shower?” Marie teased wiggling her eyebrows, heading towards Jordan’s shower.

Jordan quickly got out of bed, gleefully joining Marie. Fuck, I can’t believe I hated her, they thought to themselves with a smile.

#gen v #limoreau #limoreau fic #marie moreau #jordan li #jordan li x marie moreau #marie moreau x jordan li #mariejordan #jordanmarie #gen v marie #luke riordan #cate dunlap #andre anderson #emma meyer #jealousy

[reinieseason]

begging someone to pls help me construct a gen v hunger games au ......... my brain is so dead from college but i might actually write while the roman empires are empiring

marie is a tribute (maybe 16 or 15), probably for a district who hasn't one in a long time, similar to district 12 in the books/movies. honestly, i do not know who would be her mentor or a former victor for her, so i do sort of see marie having to enter the games alone.

i don't think she's a volunteer or if she'd volunteer for her sister because i think i'd like to keep the complexity of their relationship and not speaking but now that i think of it, i do see her volunteering for the sister she doesn't speak to anymore but still loves.

i'm not sure if this au will have powers, but marie would be skilled at long-range combat, she's good with a knife- fights like a street rat, fights like an orphan.

i'd imagine she gets the name bloody marie after murdering most of the tributes, always covered in blood (hence the name). or maybe in her final battle, we get the blood rain from catching fire, covering her and the other tribute in blood as they battle to death. trying to breathe and see as hot thick blood envelop them. i think that marie ends the battle slashing the throat and the tribute sputtering blood at her.

if not the blood rain, she slashes the throat and it covers her in blood. or she when she kills a tribute the blood gets everywhere. something like that.

if she doesn't have a mentor, for some reason, i can see emma as the daughter of a capitol member having to be the escort- but her quickly knowing the games for the cruelty it is and trying to campaign for marie throughout the games- oh or a stylist.

the others in this case... hm...

jordan li is a victor, they won a few games ago, they're probably a year older than her and was reaped when they were maybe 15 or 14. i feel like youngest victor would give them some clout. not sure how the shifting would work but who fucking cares its like year 2110?

i'm not sure how jordan would hate her, they might find her annoying, especially if she has no mentor to hold her back. marie's personality is spitfire and it's passion and she doesn't bother to act prim because she has no reason to think she'll live after this. she can try her hardest but she'll probably die.

luke riordan is a victor, he's definitely the finnick od'air of this au. he's the capitol's golden boy, what they don't know is he's planning the rebellion behind their back. i do see luke being a youngest winner as well, it adds to the appeal. probably has the same post-games treatment as finnick as well, he's appealing to the sponsors and won his game from the sponsors. while i'm unsure with marie, luke definitely volunteered for sam- had a whole "i volunteer! i volunteer as tribute". he made a deal with snow post-games to keep his brother out of the reaping bowl.

andre anderson is the son of a victor, his father works closely now with the capitol to make tech. andre is being looked at for a position in the capitol, maybe as gamemaker? not sure what to do with him.

cate is the adopted daughter of shetty, maybe shetty is the president or she has a high position. cate was luke's stylist maybe, i feel like cate would be a stylist.

shetty, like i mentioned before maybe is snow, if we want to contain this to solely the gen v cast. i'm struggling to come up with the president, maybe stan edgar. i wonder how newman falls into place here, she's definitely a sponsor for marie that's for sure.

anyways that's all. ihave so far lol

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[sophapop]

Happy Easterrr!! 🐣💕

Last minute doodles hehehe, hope y'all are having a great holiday!

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[happy74827]

Stay With Me

[Sam Riordan x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Sometimes all we need is a hug, or in Sam’s case, words of assurance. (GIF credits: @heronamedhawks || Thanks for letting me use your gifs 🫶)

WC: 635

Category: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

This is so short compared to my usuals, but I thought it was too cute to pass up. Plus, I’m a sucker for those first kiss moments 😌

『••✎••』

You didn’t know what to expect when you opened the door with Marie. Your first encounter with Sam was a difficult one. And although you’ve come to know him as the sweetest man on the planet, there is still that one incident that made you uncomfortable when you thought about it.

As you enter the room, you realized that it wasn’t one of those days. It was just Sam… being Sam. His body shot up alert with the sound of the heavy metal door closing, but it was instantly replaced with a look that was both apologetic and exhausted.

Sam was at your side in an incident, practically shoving Marie to the side as he embraced you.

"I was so worried about you." he murmurs in your ear as you hug back.

He smelled good. It was a little odd, considering he was always covered in blood whenever you saw him, but he had the distinct smell of some cologne mixed in. It was one you didn't recognize, but it suited him well.

"I'm alright," you say, pulling away from the hug. You look him over, noting the way his eyes look like they have dark circles underneath. He looks like he hasn't slept in days, and from how he looks at you, you can tell he hasn't.

“I was out of line. I know I was out of line." His words were slow and careful, but he spoke them with such clarity. You couldn't deny the sincerity behind his voice.

You smile softly. "It's okay, Sam. I understand—"

"No! It’s not okay! I... I lost my cool and I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have said those things to you and you don't deserve that. Not at all. And I... I don't want you to leave. I can't stand the thought of it."

You place your hand on his arm, hoping to soothe him. You didn't like the way this was going. You could see how he was suffering, but you didn't know how to make him stop. He looked like he wanted to do anything to keep you from leaving.

"Hey, I'm not leaving. Sam, it's alright, you can relax. I forgive you." You rub his arm with your hand, hoping he would relax. You didn't like the way this conversation was going either.

He takes a deep breath and releases it, allowing his body to loosen up. He was so much taller than you, and his eyes always had a look in them like he wanted to say something, but he never did. Now, it seemed like he had so much to say.

"Sam?”

He looked up at you.

“What’s on your mi—”

You were suddenly cut off by his lips meeting your own. They were warm, and they felt soft against yours, but they were also rough, as if they were cracked and dry. His hand immediately went to the nape of your neck, pulling your face closer to his as his other arm wrapped around you, holding you against him. It was a little startling, but it was a good thing the room was dark. The only light coming into the room was coming from the hallway, and that was just barely enough to illuminate the space between the two of you.

You didn't know what to do with your hands, and you couldn't help but kiss him back. You had never kissed anyone like this before, and the intimacy was new to you, but it wasn't unpleasant. The warmth radiating from Sam's body was enough to make you feel dizzy.

Sam slowly pulls away, but he rests his forehead against yours. His eyes are closed, but he's breathing hard. It's quiet in the room, and you're wondering if it's just you or if he was as winded as you.

"I'm sorry." he whispers after a moment of silence, his eyes opening slightly to look at you. He keeps his eyes closed for a moment before speaking again,

"I don’t… why did I do that?" he murmurs, opening his eyes finally. "I'm sorry, I just... I..."

You take a deep breath and smile at him. You gently place your hands on his cheeks, and he looks up at you in surprise.

"Don't be sorry." you say, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his lips. He instantly reacts, holding you by the small of your back as you press your body against him.

You pull away to look at him. You smile up at him, hoping that this is enough to ease his nerves. He's staring back at you with a look of confusion, and you can tell that he's overwhelmed by the way his cheeks begin to redden.

"Why are you... smiling?" he asks after a moment. He's obviously embarrassed.

You chuckle, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I just never thought you'd ever be this forward. I always thought you were more the sweet and quiet type."

Sam was quiet for a moment before chuckling. He placed a hand over his mouth as he laughed quietly. He shakes his head as he removes it. He then takes a deep breath and looks back at you.

"You think I'm a sweet and quiet person? I don’t think any of the guards would agree with that. Or the higher ups for that matter."

You laugh, resting your forehead against his. "Well, I've come to know you more than just the blood and death that surrounds you all the time."

He laughs again, wrapping his arms around your body and pulling you close to him. He rests his head in the crook of your neck, holding you tightly.

"Thank you." he murmurs. "Thank you for... not leaving."

"I told you, Sam, I’m not going anywhere. I promise."

He doesn't reply to that, and you feel him relax against you. His breathing evens out, and you feel his body become lax in your arms. It seems as though he had finally calmed down.

For a moment, you had forgotten that Marie was there, but as you turn your head to look at her, she was smiling at you. She gave you a small thumbs up, and you felt a sudden blush form on your cheeks.

You decided not to say anything about it as you wrap your arms around Sam and close your eyes. You still didn't understand the situation you had gotten yourself into, but you felt at ease with Sam. You felt like you could relax around him, and that was all you needed right now. You would have to think about everything else later.

For now, you were content with just holding each other.

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[bloodynereid]

Hey babes! What do you think about some rivals to lovers for jordan li? I love how Jordan was super competitive at the start of the show, and idk why but I wanted to see more of that from them :) anyway something angsty but also super cute?

Jordan Li is my new obsession and the little amount of fanfiction for them hurts

Sending you lots of love 💕💕💕

Heartstrings

pairing: jordan li x fem! reader

tw: angst, horrible parents... again, rivalry, swearing, fluff, crying, alcohol consumption, intrusive thoughts?

description: rivals always do have that unspoken tension don't they?

a/n: hiii sorry it took like a month to write this - hopefully it's similar to what you thought about. also sorry it's so short, i think i went into a sort of mini writing slump so i'm trying to get back on the saddle. anywaysss hope you enjoy <33

You let out a huff as you collapsed on one of the picnic tables outside of the exam room (what really was a random auditorium). God, that exam was horrible. For some reason, it seemed easy up until the moment you dropped the stack of papers off at the examiner’s desk.

Business was probably easier than it was at different colleges because it just focused on supe management but it had a variety of key terms that you had studied like a maniac. But… you still felt like a failure. How were you going to make it past Jordan fucking Li on the leaderboard if you got a mediocre score on a random business final?

“Damn that exam was easyyyy, why are you grumbling on such a beautiful day like today?” Speaking of the devil.

“Jordan…” You said, poison lacing your tone as you looked up at the stupid smirk on their face.

“Y/N. What did you think of the test?” You and Jordan had a sort of rivalry between the two of you since you started at God U. 

Freshman year. You and Jordan share the majority of classes. It sounds like the recipe for real friendship but no, it turned into something more twisted.

“Incredibly easy, what about you Jordan? Think that you actually did well at something for once?”

“Oh I’m hurt darling. Who’s higher on the ranks by the way? I haven’t checked.”

“Fuck you.”

“I think that’s something you want to do.” Jordan’s voice held something hard to identify as they leaned forward and she winked at you.

You smoothed out the fabric of the dress you were wearing. The gold dress hung around your frame perfectly and it actually made you feel confident in a room of people who probably had more money that you could even dream of.

A sip of bubbly champagne filled your mouth when you suddenly felt a solid presence behind you. The flute of bubbly alcohol was plucked out of your hand and you twirled around with an indignant look on your face. You really shouldn’t be surprised that the person standing in front of you was Jordan.

“Wow, so now you don’t just steal my place in the ranks but you also steal my fucking champagne.”

“It’s pretty shitty champagne, you’re not really missing anything.” Jordan said as they smiled that stupidly teasing smile of theirs as he took another sip. You rolled your eyes and grabbed the flute back out of their hands.

“What do you want, Jordan?”

“Oh I don’t know, it seems like you looked a little lonely.”

“So this whole charade was so you could check on my wellbeing, yeah I fucking doubt that.”

“Then why do you think I came here?” Jordan purred out as they leaned on one of the columns.

“To gloat.”

“Oh I think you suffer enough whenever you open up that little phone of yours to see who’s higher up.” Jordan said they trailed a finger over the hand that you were using to hold up the flute. Your eyes narrowed and you felt a shudder of pure hatred run through your veins. Quickly pulling your hand away, you huffed and walked straight away from a smirking Jordan.

“Aww did I hit a nerve, sweetheart?”

Frantically wiping away the tears that littered your face, you slammed your phone down maybe a little too harshly on the concrete steps. You heard the protective case shatter but in that moment all you could care about is the venomous words spewed into your ear by your parents.

Never enough. That’s what you constantly felt like. You were the eldest and yet you could never do anything as perfectly as your brothers. They were getting top ranks at their supe training school and what were you doing? You were sitting at a mediocre 5. Not good enough for parents who demanded perfection in every single aspect of your life.

A sob was trying to fight its way out of your throat when you buried your head between your arms. The harsh fabric of your jeans scratched painfully on your tearstreaked cheeks. You deserve the fucking pain at this point.

You could almost feel your blood boiling when your powers turned on hyperdrive. Well that’s wonderful timing. Suddenly you could feel, hear and see basically everything. The senses assaulted your very being and a choked whine left your lips.

Why did they think you weren’t good enough? Top 5 is something kids and their parents dream about. And yet you were sitting around on a cold concrete slab crying your eyes out because of your parents.

“Y/N?” The voice you recognized ever so well, made you look up from your clothed arms. Meeting Jordan’s eyes with your own tear-filled ones.

“Fuck off Jordan, I don’t need or want to deal with you today.” You said sharply before dropping your head back onto your knees. You didn’t feel Jordan move away though, instead a warm body settled down next to you and you felt an arm weave around your shoulders.

The chill that had seemed to have permanently weaved with your DNA left when Jordan cradled you into their embrace.

“Y/N?” You let out a loud sob at the sound of your name. What you didn’t realize was that Jordan’s eyes were filled with brimming concern. They had never seen you like this, you were literally like a rock. You always took their teases in stride and easily rebuked them. Your little cat and mouse game was one of the only things that kept Jordan going whenever they were having a bad day.

“I fucking hate them. I do everything they ask of me and yet I’m never enough. I’m never going to be as good as their perfect little sons.” Your words came out in heaves and sniffles. Jordan felt a pang of emotion, they knew exactly what you were feeling.

“I get it, I know everyone always says that but I really do this time. My parents fucking suck. They constantly demand perfection, don’t they?”

“Yeah…” You trailed off as the tears started to dry up and crust on your cheeks.

“Are you okay, darling?” Jordan said softly as you looked up to meet her eyes.

“I can’t believe you are comforting right now, but other than that fine.”

“Always with the scathing insults.” Jordan said with a delighted twist of their smile. 

“You know me… thanks for this Jordan.”

“It’s my pleasure.” Something sparked in Jordan’s eyes when you smiled at them. “You know I don’t really hate you right?” Jordan said softly as they caught a stray tear with their thumb.

That was when you had the realization, you never really hated them either. You liked the competition. You liked feeling pushed and you absolutely adored their stupid fucking smirk.

“Maybe I don’t really hate you either.”

“Ah you see, progress.” Jordan said, making a zap of energy sing through you.

“This doesn’t mean we’re going to be friends suddenly.”

“Oh I wouldn’t dream of it but between you and me, darling, I think we would be something more.” Jordan said with a wink which made goosebumps appear on your skin.

“You’re going to have to beat me first.”

“In what?”

“In that stupid business exam… results come out tomorrow. If you get a better grade than me you get to take me out on a date, if I get a better grade than you I get to take you out on a date.”

“Seems like a win-win situation either way. I can’t wait.” Jordan brushed their warm fingers across your cheekbone before they sent you one final wink and a smirk before heading off in the direction of the dorms.

“You coming? We do have that marketing exam on Friday…” Jordan called out over their shoulder, their remark made your body instantly heat up. Fuck it. You were in a losing battle with them again, this time the prize was your heart and they were certainly going to win it.

ahhh jordannnnn

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[mariejordans]

SUPER/SOCIAL ; a gen v instagram au

SUMMARY ; an alternate universe where the woods doesn't exist, god u isn't a scam, and the only things our heroes have to worry about are essays, exams, and how to survive college as young adults with superpowers.

INTRODUCING...MARIE MOREAU (mmoreau), sophomore crime-fighting major at godolkin university. currently ranked #1, marie was the first freshman to make the top ten following the vought-a-burger hostage situation in which a video of marie taking down a rogue supe went mega viral and became known as one of the guardians of godolkin, along with andre anderson. best friends and roommates with emma meyer, currently dating #2 jordan li, close friends with cate dunlap, andre anderson, sam riordan, and luke riordan.

INSTA PROFILES (more coming soon...): jordan. | emma. | cate. | andre. | luke. | sam.

#gen v #gen v insta #super/social #gen v smau #gen v au #marie moreau #jordan li #emma meyer #cate dunlap #andre anderson #luke riordan #sam riordan #limoreau #samemma #sam x emma #cate x andre x luke #marie x jordan

[freakshowtwopointoh]

Masterlist

Ao3 (friskysixtynine)

Fairytale Made Real: 22,935 words, 17 chapters.

Cross The Line: 11,973 words, 9 chapters

All I've Ever Known: 12,967 words, 7 chapters

Various Oneshots: 12,364 words, 13 oneshots (all crossposted to this tumblr)

Tumblr

Multi-Chapter

Cross The Line - A Ballet Jordan Li AU inspired by @poppy-metal

All I've Ever Known - A Jordan Li x Luke's Little Sister AU

One-Shots

Jealousy

Just...Why?

In Which Jordan And Marie Are Forced To Figure It Out

Maybe I Do Need You

A Painful Misunderstanding

Friends Don't Kiss Like This

Do You Remember?

First Date/Last Night

Fast Car

I Won't Pretend That I Won't Miss This

Jealous Limoreau

Yes, No, Who Cares

Maybe We're Not So Different (self-injury tw)

Heist!AU Scraps

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[werewolferr]

rewatching the gen v trailer again for some clues for future eps and…

it seems like all these stills of sam killing people are the same scene sequence as they all have the same graffiti wall in the background alongside sam n what i assume is puppet sam, both in a boiler suit

also, in another scene from one of teaser trailers (tho i can’t find it rn) there’s a voice-over of sam talking about killing people and saying something like “to be fair i thought they were puppets at the time”

then later on in the trailer there’s the scene where sam n emma kiss and in the background it looks they are at an arcade maybe??

but there’s also a scene near the end of trailer, this one

which almost looks like a puppet version of emma which is in the same location as the kiss scene (the arcade background)

soooo

i’m wondering if either sam murdering people (most likely people working with vought/god u) is in the same ep as him and emma’s first kiss and one of these scenes is followed by another

or…

when emma goes tiny n breaks into sam’s room in ep 3, he’s convinced at first that she’s apart of an hallucination so one of sam’s disorder symptoms (i think it’s schizophrenia but i can’t remember if that’s being confirmed by the show) is clearly suffering from hallucinations. so maybe one of his regular hallucinations is perceiving people as puppet versions of themselves

since the end of ep 3 is hinting at emma breaking sam out of the woods/god u’s underground facility, he therefore won’t be taking the meds they are giving him there. which is causing his symptoms to be stronger potentially?

idk tbh. i’m just throwing round some theories while i have to wait for next week’s ep. anyone else have any thoughts?? would love to hear them n not just about what i’ve posted but anything gen v related :D

#gen v #sam riordan #emma meyer #andre anderson #luke riordan #cate dunlap #jordan li #marie moreau #the boys #emma x sam