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No boys!

Roger taylor x Sis!reader

Your entire life you heard one thing over and over again, mainly from your brother, Roger.

“No Boys! Ever!” He’d say. Everytime you’d even look at a boy he’d say the same thing. That also meant you had no friends that were boys because Roger would give them ‘the talk’ and make them steer clear from you. It was annoying yet oddly endearing. Annoying in the sense that you were a nineteen year old that has yet to have a boyfriend or get past second base, because Roger would have his friends keep tabs on you if necessary.

Everyday it was the same ol’ routine, Go to school, you were already in University, Roger or one of the boys would pick you up, and go to the studio. So here you were waiting for Roger or the boys, leaning against a lamp post. You looked down at your watch and just started to walk in the direction of the studio.

You got to the studio after twenty minutes, you opened the door and heard the boys arguing , as per usual. You put your bag down on the couch and sa down to start your homework. It took the boys five minutes to acknowledge your presence. “Y/n?” you looked up and nodded your head once at them before looking back down. “How long have you been here?” Roger asked. “Well my class ended like forty five minutes ago but I figured you’d either be late or wouldn't show so I walked here and have been here a grand total of..” You looked don at your watch, “Seven minutes.” They looked at each other.”Why didn’t you make yourself known, love?” Freddie asked. “And get my head bitten off by Rog, hellll no!” You told them. They chuckled before Roger came over to you and hugged you, “Hungry or something, we might go out for some food a bit later?” You shook your head. “I can wait.” Freddie looked your way, “Nonsense dear, we can just go right now we’ve been at this a while and probably need a break.” The evil irish man stalked into the room as Freddie said break. “Break?! Freddie you can’t possibly let this nuisance steer you away from your work.” He told him. “Listen dude if you keep this bullshit up we won’t let you eat with us.” You told him. “Also nuisance? PLease i’ve been called worse so please take your childish insults and go because the overall vibe of the room is no longer fun.” The boys snickered as Paul glared at me. “She’s a Taylor alright.” Brian said. “The vibe of the room isn’t supposed to be fun-” You cut him off. “That’s what you think. When you come into the room it feels like its a fucking funeral. Either way you don’t have a good reason to be here.” He scoffed, “Like you do.” You looked at Roger laughing a bit mockingly, “I’m his fucking sister.”

He scoffed once more before walking away. “Little Taylor is better than big Taylor.” Brian laughed. “Oh please, i taught her this stuff.” You shook his head. “That is a lie,don’t lie Roggie.” He messed up your head at the mention of the nickname you gave him when you were younger. “Why do we call him rog when we can call him Roggie?” Deaky said in a faux girly voice. You giggled. “Rog can we get food now? Or can you give a twenty so i can get myself some food from the diner down the block?” He looked at the boys, they nodded. “Let’s go then.” you hopped off the couch and started making your way out the door with the boys hot on your heels. Deak decided to join you up ahead because the other boys were in a heated discussion about...something. “What’s new little taylor?” You looked at him. “You know I'm only about nine months younger than you, right?” He chuckled. “Yes but my birthday already passed and well your hasn’t soo I’m older currently.” you shook your head. “Stupid technicalities.”

When you got to the diner you saw a friend of your from your chemistry class. You tried to hide as much as possible so he wouldn't see you and so roger wouldn’t make a scene. But he saw you either way. “Oh hey y/n.” He came over to your table. “Hi Alex.” You said with a smile that roger didn’t exactly like. “I didn't know worked here.” he nodded, “I just started last week. Who are these guys?” You looked at the boys and saw Roge was having a hard time controlling his anger. “THis is my brother Roger and his friends, Freddie, Brian, and John.” He nodded again. “Nice to meet you. What would ehem you guys want to drink?” Everybody said their order calmly except for roger who said ‘Vanilla Milkshake please’ in the crankiest voice you’d ever heard him in. Alex laughed and you figured now was a better time to say something about his behavior.

“Roger what the hell is your problem?” He looked at you. “You aren’t allowed to have a boyfriend remember, No boys!” He told you. “So what?! Alex is a friend. Emphasis on friend. There no need to be a fucking dick about it jeez.” He knew you were angry and let him features soften a little bit but not a whole lot. “Your my baby sister who isn’t supposed to have a boyfriend!” You looked at the other three as a silent plead of help but they were looking down avoiding th econversation. “Whaty if the tables were turned Roger, what if I said you aren’t supposed to have a girlfriend and though i know you’d much rather have a fucking one night stand you can’t even have that? HUh! Would you be pissed off constantly? Because i am, every goddamn time this topic comes up! It fucking annoying because you think you have the right to contrll every god damn thing I do. So do me a favor and lay off.” You got out of the booth to look for Alex to apologize on Roger’s behalf because you knew roger was o stubborn to do it himself.

When you got back to the table you only heard the latter half of their conversation, “She has a point.” John said. “I don’t care. I don’t want to feel like she’d growing up because guess what it's gonna happen and i hate that feeling.” That’s what they said but you only heard. “She a point.” and “I don’t care-.” You sat back down and said, “Well Alex accepted your apology.” He looked confused, “Oh confused? I told Alex you were sorry for acting like a dick because i knew your stubborn ass wouldn’t.”

Roger pursed his lips. You sat back down and didn’t say anything the rest of the time there.

When you walked back to the studio, you just stayed with Deaky as you did homework, and he toyed with his bass. “I just--uGhh deaks, It’s just so infuriating. I fucking hate the fact that i can’t do anything without him remidning me that i can’t have a boy friend. Like imagine if your sister said you couldn’t have a girlfriend. It’s so annoying right? I just- I don't know what to do." He nodded, understanding your annoyance. "I honestly do not know why Roger is being a twat. Maybe it's because he doesn't want you to grow up." You scoffed. "If that were the case then why didn't he say something about me growing up when I first went into Uni?" Deaky shrugged. "Don't know. Maybe because this conversation, is something you need to discuss with Roger himself." You groaned. “That’s not gonna be easy and you know that. He’s as stubborn as a bull and is gonna try to make himself the victim.” He nodded along to what you were saying.

Roger’s Pov

Maybe i am being crazy? I Don’t know but it gives me a weird feeling everytime i see my little sister alongside a boy. Like right now, she’s sitting next to Deaky. And in all honesty that doesn’t give me a weird feeling. Mainly because i know he’d never hurt her. But there she was ranting to him and he just sits there and listens. That’s the kind of man I'd want for her. Honestly.

But no guys in this day and age are willing to give that to their woman.

Roger exited the recording booth as Deaky stood up to go in. That just left you both in an uncomfortable silence. He couldn’t meet your eyes, mainly because you were looking down at your work for school. You looked at your watch quickly and realized you needed to get home to make supper. “Oh god. Rog i’m going to head home alright. See you later. Oh and say bye to deaky for me yeah?” You told him. He nodded, “Want me to give you a ride?” He’d hope you’d say yes so he could apologize for what happened at the diner but you decided against it. “I don’t think that’s a good idea rog but thanks for the offer. I’ll see you at home.” yOu grabbed your backpack, said goodbye to freddie and brian before making your way out.

Roger mentally cursed himself for how he acted at the diner but what could he do now? The deed was done. “I’m such an idiot.” He told himself when you left the room. “I’m sure you are but why?” Freddie sassed. “y/n mad at me because i told her she can’t go out with boys.” Freddie sighed, “You’re right. You are a downright idiot. How can you say that to her?! She’s gonna feel like your controlling her, which you are, and your sibling relationship you both have is gonna go down the drain. Especially when you parade around with groupies on your side every night and she can’t even have a meaningful relationship with one boy! You have to let her do want she wants. She’s an adult.” He reasoned. “She’s my baby sister i should have the authority to tell her no boys right?” Roger argued. “No you can’t because she gonna rebel against you. Trust me Rog, if you just let her date things will go smoothly for the both of you.” Fred told him. Roger sighed. Maybe i should, roger thought.

When you got home the phone was ringing so you ran through the living room to answer it. “Hello?”

“Y/n? It’s alex.” He told you. “Hi alex, how’d you get my number.” He chuckled. “You gave it to me two weeks ago for the project.” Oh right. “What’s up then?” He cleared his throat. “It took me a while to gain the courage to ask you but um would you like to go on a date with me later tonight? Or whenever you’re available. You know whenever works for you.” You chuckled a his nervousness. “Oh no you’re laughing is that good or bad?” You giggled. “It’s good because you’re cute.” He smiled, “So do you?” You grinned, “Yes. Tonight works for me.” He chuckled, “Cool. I’ll pick you up around 8?” You nodded, “That’s perfect.”

You both were on the phone for the duration of you cooking. It was 6 o’clock when you both ended the call to get ready. You put on a mustard colored bell sleeved shirt, and multi-colored bell bottoms, and tan platforms. You didn’t really do much with your hair, and only did a natural look with your makeup. But as you were getting ready you heard the lock on your front door unlock. The only other person with a key to your apartment was roger. You mentally cursed and looked outside your room to see all of the boys there. You finished your look and went outside to greet them. “Hello boys what are you guys doing here?” John was about to answer when Roger interrupted him, “Areyou going out or something?” You nodded, “Yeah i’m going out with some girlfriends and such.” He visibly relaxed when you said ‘girlfriends’ and not ‘Alex’. He was extremely glad at the fact. “So what are you lot doing here?” They shrugged, “You made dinner right?” You nodded, “Well there’s your answer.” Somebody knocked on your door and you shot up to get it. You opened it only a little to only show your face, “Hi uh give me a sec i’ll be out shortly.” Alex nodded.

“Uh guys you can help yourself to anything in the fridge, and can stay as long as you want. I don’t know how long I'll be out but if you leave please lock up.” They nodded before you ran to your bedroom to grab your purse and to head out. “Love ya baby sis, have fun.” you thanked him before leaving swiftly.

“Hi,” You told him. “Hi. um these are for you.” Alex gave you a bouquet of red and white roses. “They’re so pretty. Thank you!” From that point on, the night went swimmingly. He took you to a nice restaurant and when the end of the night came he stopped outside of the door and kissed your lips softly before saying goodnight and leaving you to recover. You touched your lips and smiled at the thought of him.

You unlocked your door and were met by four faces. “Hello.” You told them. They were sat along your couch and some on the floor and they watched tv. “Deaky can i talk to you?” He nodded before following you to your room. You Felt Roger’s eyes on you and the bouquet of roses but you didn’t focus on that. You closed the door and smiled like an idiot. “What’s wrong?” You shook your head. “I went on a date with Alex tonight. And it was great.” He chuckled, “I thought you went out with your girls?” You scoffed. “I only said that because Rog was there. Alex called me when i got home and asked i wanted to go out and i said yes. And jesus deaky he was so cute and funny and hot.” HE laughed, “You really like this guys huh?” You nodded, “A lot Deaks. Does that sound desperate?" He chuckled, "no. You're a youngster in love, I'd say. It's pretty normal." You chuckled.

In the following days, you didn’t go with Roger and they boys to the studio. He found that odd because you always begged him to let you go. Instead you were with Alex. Spending time with him, about three weeks after the first date he asked you to be his girlfriend. The thought of being someone’s girlfriend made you feel giddy inside, and you loved every second of it.

Tonight you were spending the night at Alex’s, all domestic and sweet. You told roger you were at your best friend’s house, Amanda. Currently, you were cozied up against Alex watching a movie in the living room, on the couch. You started to nod off when the phone started to ring. “Baby i need to get to the phone.” He told you. You got up and watched as he walked over to get the phone. “Hello?” He looked a bit uneasy as the person on the other line talked. “It’s for you. Its Roger.” Your heart plummeted to your stomach as you grasped the phone, “Hello?”

“Y/n what are you doing over at Alex’s when i thought you were at Amanda’s? Oh wait you neglected to tell me that you two have been dating for a month and a half! You are not allowed to have a boyfriend and you know it-” You cut him off. “You have no right to force that rule upon me and you know it! I won’t listen to you and you don’t have the authority! So fuck off I’m done listening to you! Good-bye.” You slammed the phone down and walked back to the comfort of your boyfriend's arms. You nuzzled your head up his chin and felt his brown shaggy locks tickle your face. “Wanna talk about it?” You let out a breath, “No. I don't wanna think about him.Let alone talk about him.” he wrapped his arms around your body and you finally felt at peace, without the crutches of your brother’s insane rules holding you down.

You didn’t want to talk to or see Roger. Which meant you didn’t talk to or see any of the boys for the duration of you avoiding him. They didn’t come to see you in the weeks that you avoided them till they came to your apartment. You opened the door and once you saw Roger, you tried to slam the door in their faces but no the four of them were stronger than you. “Roger you don’t want to open this door. You don’t wanna see what’s on the other side of this fucking door.” He scoffed, “YEah?! I really don’t care I changed your diaper when you were a baby!!” They opened the door and Alex grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and covered his junk quickly. They saw you in only his button up shirt, and a pair of socks. “I told you.” He screamed and covered his eyes before he walked into the kitchen.

“Since when have you been dating him?” You sighed, “Babe go put on pants. And three months, but considering that you hate his guts i refused to tell you due to your reaction. The only one that knew was Deaky and in the past couple of weeks, he’s acted more like a brother than you have!” His face became unreadable as you sighed, “So what do you want, Roger?” Instead of talking to you, he spared one look at Alex before storming out. You looked at the boys who looked just as confused as you did. “I need to talk to him, huh?” The boys nodded. “He won’t understand.” You whined.

“Darling, Rog doesn’t want you to get hurt. I mean i love him but i think he knows how it is when he hurt girls. And quite frankly I don't think he wants you to ever be on the receiving end of that.” Freddie explained. “He’s looking out for you. Trust us.” Brian told you. “There’s no actual way he can stop you from doing what you want in this aspect, but it's better if you just talk to him.” Deaky added. You whined before putting on your jeans and french tucking your(Alex’s) shirt. You grabbed yourblack platforms, and put your hair up into a bun before running out to see where Roger had gone off to.

Alex came back into the room in only boxers to see three faces. “So, you fancy some food? I was gonna make some anyways.” Needless to say Deaky, Fred, and Bri had a new appreciation for Alex and his good ass food.

“Roger we need to talk.” You said when you caught up to him. He turned around. “Why don’t you want me to date anybody? Is it because you want to protect me? Just give me a reason, please.” he saw your pleading eyes and pulled you to a bench where he could talk to you. “I know how guys can be. I know how most of us don’t care about our girl unless we truly care for her. I mean,i’ve cheated, I’m no saint but i know how it fucks them up. And do you really think I want that to happen to my baby sister? No. I don’t i want you to live happily with the man of your choice but it’s hard trying to see if a guys uf going to cheat on. Or hurt you, especially when you’re in love.” You sighed, “I get that Rog, I totally do, but you have to understand that I’m a grown woman that can make her own choices. I don’t need you to hold my hand everywhere i go like im a toddler. I need to make my own decisions, and I need to learn from my mistakes, even if that means me getting hurt.” He ran his hands through his curls. “I don’t even want you growing up. I want you to be that annoying thing that pulled on my hair and gave me a headache when you cried.” You smiled softly. “Me growing up is inevitable, all you can do is enjoy it with me.” He laid his head on your shoulder. “‘I’m sorry i been a dickhead lately. I wish you and Alex the best of luck. Only because I love you.” You chuckled. “We good?” You smiled. “We good.”

The two of you made conversation as you went upstairs but when you got there you saw Alex in his boxers giving a recipe to the boys. The heard you come in and turned their heads. “Darling, did you know this man can cook?!!” You nodded. “And you didn’t tell us? What a betrayal.” Deaky snarked. You smiled before Alex at his side, “You guys make up?” you nodded. “Even gave us his blessing.” He chuckled. “Now we can kiss in front of him.” Roger seemed to have heard that because he said, “Not in a million years. Not even at your wedding.” The two of you laughed, before you reveled in this beautiful domestic moment.

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Glory Days Part 10 (IM RP AU- Shun & Midi)

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Eriko’s POV

With the blasting music of “Single Ladies” and finishing our drinks by bottles, we’re soon dancing crazy after Midi has turned the security off- for her sake, I seriously hope she isn’t too drunk to get the job done. My fingers are numb from the shots I’m snapping and stomach hurting from our laughs as we work on every possible sex positions in the most erotic lingerie any men and women could ever imagined.

I envy Midi, “You have the coolest mum!” But she would always roll her eyes at my jealousy and says its only because I didn’t have to live with a demanding mother. There isn’t a better come back but I would nod and still wish my selfish biological gold digger mother isn’t real or the wife my father re married doesn’t hate me, an ambitious and challenging mother is still better than the two I barely know.

“Lift your legs higher!

“Of course you can do it! I told you to join me in Yoga then you will be more flexible!”

“YES it’s a real position! You sit on a counter with the guy facing you, then you lift your legs up on his shoulders in straight V!

“Hold it! I am taking shots from the side, no, you are not showing your privates but you should totally get a Brazilian wax!”

Midi covers her heated and redden face before stumbling over to grab my phone and yelling it’s my turn. “Gladly!” Responding a tremendous yelp of joy and climb on a glass displaying table in the centre, kneeling with one hand resting on the cold glass just in front of my thong while the other plays with my messy hair.

“Jesus! Eri! Can you get any sexier!?”

“Actually, YES!” I giggle then bite my bottom lips and slightly tilt my head to one side. In between the dirty music, our hysterical laughter along with the sound of non stop shutter. Midi hasn’t missed the bell rings to see the person I invited through text earlier decided to show up after all.

“OH MY GOD! Kijima, what the hell are you doing here!” My drunken princess seems to have sobered up in a split second and sends me death glares.

“Who else are we going to ask what turns Tachibana on? Unless you prefer Maki to see you like this?!” I stick my tongue out and meet the wandering gazes of our new company. “So can you come over and lend me a hand?”

Toshiaki’s POV A part of me wishes I had known what I was sighing myself up for when I received an odd, obviously half sober text message late at night instructing me to come to an address in a part of town I hadn’t heard of before - the display of two women I’d seen my fair share of in the last few days gallivanting around a small boutique store in nothing but lace, mesh and leopard print. From the number of bottles which were empty on the display cabinet in the middle of the store along with the the one Midori had her fingertips wrapped around, I coughed loudly to clear my throat - eyebrows raising and lips pulled taut as I tried to grasp what exactly was going on. “Kijima what the hell are you doing here!” “So can you come over and lend me a hand?” Both women seemed to have mixed ideas and views on my presence being new company and after sighing - releasing tension for what I was well aware could turn out to be a long, long night, I reach out to grab Midori’s wrist and pry the bottle she’s still managing to drink from away from her. “First things first - Shun likes his women sober, well most of the time.” The comment is enough to evoke a smile from her which is near childlike as she quickly complies and hands over what she’s holding. I shake it - mhmm, empty. “Eri how much has she had to drink?” “I’ve only had like.. a few glasses”, Midori manages to answer for herself, “ 2 or 3. 9 maybe - what comes after 9…” I can’t help but laugh at her innocence as Eri keeps snapping photos and sliding up to and onto various mannequins and displays. She looks good - exactly how I figured she’d be not hiding beneath her clothes but nonetheless; I wonder if she has a habit of not wanting to leave things to the imagination. “You girls need to get dressed and then I’m taking you both home before security comes and finds you like this.” It’s unexpected to feel fingers tickling at my sides and the material of my shirt rising up and up further onto my chest as a very, very drunk little lady forcefully tries to take it off - struggling with a quiet groan which I respond to by rolling my eyes and lifting my arms up to assist. I’m aware that this is a bad idea but I know better than to try bargain with a drunk woman. “ERIIIIIII I GOT TOSHI’S SHIRT OFF!” Watching utterly puzzled, Midori skips over to Eri where they share a high-five and chuckle, both glancing back at me which in turn subconsciously-nervously makes me scratch the back of my neck. Midori’s POV “He’s cute!”, I whisper towards my best friendwhich with how tipsy I am probably comes out as more like a scream, and shimmy myself into the oversized shirt which I’ve just acquired, it’s length making it a dress on me. I’m eager to grab another drink after having the last one taken from me yet the moment I get even close to the bar fridge I’m scooped up and thrown over someone’s shoulder - kicking my legs and sulking. “PUT ME DOWN!” “No.” “ERRRIIII SAVVVVEEE MEEEE!” “She’s not saving you.” “You’re no fun Kijimaaaaa no wonder you’re singggllleeee” Hands out, I try to reach for Eri; my attempts unsuccessful as Toshiaki instructs her to get dressed to - explaining how he’d be happy to help if we weren’t drunk or tipsy or inehbrieted or something and escorts us both out of the store within minutes of getting there. The second we step outside, a cool wind breezes by and causes me to shiver. “I’m colllddd!” “No shit Midori, at least you have a shirt on.” In between Eri’s laughter and whatI can see of her dancing on the street alongside Toshiaki what seems like seconds fly by before we’re in front of a door I’m not familiar with. Sighing because he’s not able to fish his keys out of his pocket; Toshi kicks at the door as I wiggle and squirm trying to get out of his grasp and as it opens with Maki on the other side, I almost drop and hit the floor. “WOOOOPS!”, Eri exclaims before walking in as if she owns the place. “Where are we? Why is Maki here? Is there any icecream? I want waffles and chocolate and ooooooohhhh can we go buy a puppy?” It takes a few attempts to try and scramble back onto my feet and when I do, I’m met face to face with a guy which I wasn’t expecting to see. Yukihisa’s POV “MAKKIII!” Midori’s yelling of my name makes me freeze on the spot and I only just notice Eri dash right past me and into the kitchen, a clear sound following her of someone rummaging through the fridge. Embraced into a half hug, half koala hold; everything is fine, everything is under control, everything is sweet until I have some words whispered into my ear hot and heavy. “Eri’s wearing leatherrrrr… It’s so tight that the only way you can take it off is with your teeth.” The slurred explanation alone is enough for a tightening to start developing in my jeans as the high spirited girl paces around the dorm as if she’s trying to find something. More than likely - someone. “TACHIBANA. WAKE UP. YOU’VE GOT COMPANY!” With my public service announcement complete - I shake my head at Toshi who is already pulling on another shirt and head straight into the kitchen to find it a mess. Beer bottles across the table, a cereal box spilt on the floor, a few vegetables the guys and I probably brought with the intention of eating healthy but will more than likely just be thrown as we just can’t be bothered dealing with that kind of thing.. it’s the sight of Eri with her hand in a jar of nutella; finger swirling around the chocolate spread which she brings to her lips and sucks on that reminds me instantly that this girl is up to no good. Resting against the doorframe, I clear my throat loudly and knock my knuckles against the kitchen wall. It doesn’t seem to take much more to get the girl who obviously got herself redressed in less than a minute to turn around and glance at me. “Are you planning on spreading that on something you can eat or all over yourself?”

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