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Oh my goodness finally someone who wants to write for Gen v 😛😛 I was wondering If you could write about a really clingy reader ? Like when they went to that party in the first ep, and the reader was just clinging onto Jordan
YES ABSOLUTELY OH MY GOD. Also, apologies if this is a little skewed I've only watched episode 1 like once so far and only remember a few things AAAA.
Clingy
Jordan Li x Reader
SUMMARY: you were never one for parties, and Jordan knew that well. When you agreed to go with her this time, though, she wasn't at all surprised when you clung to them the entire night.
WARNINGS: Gen V spoilers, swearing, major fluff, drugs
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When it came to parties, you would rather stay in your dorm room and read a book. Which was ironic, since your partner and their friends did it on a nightly basis.
But when you had heard from Andre that he invited Marie Moreau (one of the newest freshmen to join Godolkin), you decided, "why not?" As it was a good chance to meet the girl.
So, when you found yourself in Jordan's room like usual, with her arm wrapped around your waist, body pulled close, you decided to drop what you thought was surprising news.
"I think I wanna go to tonight's party." You said, turning your head to look at them.
Jordan smirked, eyebrows furrowing together in curiosity, "oh really? Didn't take you as the party type."
You rolled your eyes, nudging her in playful annoyance as you yanked her arm off of your waist.
"Hey!" They wined, putting their arm back around but you didn't protest, only huffing at them to ensure that you were upset at their reaction (you weren't).
"I thought you'd be more surprised." You sighed, turning your body towards them as you looked down. She chuckled lightly, sitting up with you but keeping her arm around your waist.
"Why would i be surprised? You're practically attached to my hip like, all the time." She snickered.
"Yeah, but never at the parties." You shrug.
"That's because you hate people. And the whole drug thing." They pointed out with a small laugh.
"Okay, well, I'm still going."
"Good."
"Great!"
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As you made your way to the top of the Seven tower, you made sure to stick to Jordan's side the entire time.
And of course, Cate, Andre, and Jordan went straight for the things that get you high as fuck, snorting it right up their nostrils.
And look, it's not that you didn't WANT to do that stuff with them, it's just that you couldn't.
Here comes the irony again with the fact that your parents pumped you full of a drug when you were a baby, but whatever.
As you clung to Jordan's side, with their arm wrapped tightly around your waist as they laughed along with their friends, you watched Luke as he made his way over to Marie.
She was a nice girl, as far as you could tell. The two of you had exchanged hi's and names, a bright smile on the girl's face the entire time. You would have talked with her more had she stayed with the group, but you understood.
Your head laid against your partner's shoulder as you sighed, knowing that this was only the beginning of the party.
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...and you were correct!
Soon enough the six of you had entered a club, Cate taking one of her gloves off and using her powers of persuasion against the host guy that had asked for a reservation from them (to which they did not have).
Looking back at Marie as you gor dragged along by Jordan, you could see the amazement on her face at Cate's actions.
"Dont worry, you're gonna see that more often, and soon enough it won't be as impressive." You joked, saying it loud enough for Cate to hear through the crowd.
She turned around, her eyebrows furrowed, "Hey, I heard that!" She grinned.
You nodded, "you were supposed to, Cate." You chuckled, causing the rest of the group to erupt in a wave of chuckles as well as you were led to a table.
As you all sat down, Marie took notice of your clinginess with Jordan, "Is she always attached to you like that?" She asked them as Andre took out a small baggy of molly, Jordan immediately snatching it from his hands as he grinned.
Cate answered the question for Jordan, "yes, yes she is. She won't admit it but one second away from Jordan, and she is WORRIED. She's clingy because she has attachment issues." She smirked.
You rolled your eyes, "I do not have attachment issues, Cate. I just hate being without her for too long. It's called being clingy." You respond snarkily as you pressed closer to them.
Marie held in her laugh as she noticed the baggy, "is that cocaine?" She asked.
"We finished all the coke," Jordan began as he opened up the baggy, "this is molly."
"Hey, I don't really fuck with powders, but.." Luke pulls out a baggy from his pocket, waving it at Marie, "I do microdose shrooms."
"So, what do ya say, freshman?" Jordan smirks, their arm moving to their girlfriend's shoulder as Andre waves the baggy of molly at Marie.
Marie looks around at all of them, you seeming to be the only one other than her not interested in the drugs, "Uh...no thank you."
After some persuasion from Cate, and a little nod of reassurance from you, Marie took the jump and took some of the molly, the group cheering as she does.
"Cmon, let's dance!" Cate exclaims as she drags Marie off to the dance floor, leaving the other three at the table.
"See? I told you." Andre said, looking towards the couple beside him.
"Yeah, super nice." You smiled, picking up Jordan's drink and taking a sip from it.
You weren't much for alcohol, but you thought that tonight was special enough.
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You and Jordan had split from the two boys for a bit, coming back from wherever you had gone and nodding at people that you passed by.
You clung to Jordan's arm, and just as the two of you passed the doorway back to the main room, Jordan felt comfortable enough to change.
"Oh, my girl's back~" you purred jokingly, "oh, how I missed you~"
Jordan rolled her eyes at you and laughed lightly, "you're so lucky I love you."
You smiled at them, "oh, boy do i know it."
As you joined the boys back at the table, you were now accompanied by two more trays of drinks (courtesy of you and Jordan).
"There she is." Luke greeted as the two sat down.
"You changed. Why?" Andre questioned.
"Because I fucking felt like it." Jordan responded as they felt you snuggle into their side, and you tuned out the rest of their conversation.
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Eventually your group had split up, the drugs and alcohol finally taking into affect.
Luke was somewhere near the bathrooms, Cate and Marie were still enjoying themselves on the dance floor, and Andre had endulged himself with the flirting activity at the bar area.
Jordan had somehow convinced you to join her on the dance floor, the two of you absolutely not following the beat as you slow danced to the club songs.
Your enjoyment was ended when screams erupted from the bar area, and suddenly you found yourself getting dragged out of the club by Jordan, Luke, Andre, and Cate joining you both.
As you passed the bar area you had noticed the woman bleeding to death on the ground, and Marie standing there.
You tried to call her name, to get her to follow you and the rest of the group, but your calls were drowned out by the rest of the crowd.
Who knew the day you decided to be extra clingy would end up a very messy and bloody night.
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RAAAGGEEEE THE FIRST DRAFT DIDNT SAVE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
the ending is a little different and a bit quicker than I had planned and I am so sorry for that but I hope you enjoyed <33333
And yes I did in fact lie when I said I didn't have access to prime video I'm just a little stupid Ok.
FINALLY watched Gen V and I can confidently say that I would die and kill for Sam and Emma
Luke, Cate, and Andre were all low-key dating each other you Cannot convince me otherwise.
LUKE RIORDAN PATRICK SCHWARZENEGGER U ARE SO BABY GIRLLLL
More sceneified The Boys character because I'm Puturpuru, and u can do whatever the fuck I want
Your powers are badass. Coolest I've ever seen. Thanks. Those lassos and blood swords must be fucking exhausting, though. What else can you do? Oh, that's about it. Oh, come on…
JAZ SINCLAIR as MARIE MOREAU GEN V (2023 - )
*Bursts through Tumblr's door with a new hyper fixation in my arms* HOL-EE SHIT!
⚠️POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD FOR GEN V!!!!!!⚠️
GEN V, I LOVE IT, NOT AS MUCH AS I LOVE THE BOYS BUT THIS SHALL SUFFICE UNTIL THAT SHOW'S BACK.
Everything that I like about The Boys is in Gen V, minus the two romances that I didn't really see- aka Cate and Andre, mostly because I see them more as really good friends that lean against each other because both of them loved Luke, and understood him the best- and also Jordan and Marie which I just can't really see, mostly it just felt really rushed to me, I would have preferred to see them go from frenemies to perhaps something more later in the season?? Maybe???
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One dynamic I absolutely fucking ADORE at the moment though is Sam and Emma, they have the same wholesomeness as Frenchie and Kimiko and must be protected at all costs for the love of God please don't let them die.
I'm absolutely fucking making fanart of them dammit!
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I thought Cate was going to be a mean girl, she is not, I am glad!!
Poor fucking Luke, he deserved better
Poor fucking Andre he didn't need to see his Best pal fucking implode
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Tek Knight is a bagel fucker, and an everything else fucker???
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It fucking sucks we weren't graced with more Clancy Brown, even though he was a bad person in this, still-
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Marie exploded a rapist's dick, good 👍
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I'm fucking loving this show and can't wait to see more.
GEN V EP. 6 SPOILERS!!!!
DUSTYYYY NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
⚠️GEN V EP 8 SPOILERS!!!!!!!⚠️
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OH MY GOD.
R.I.P CATE'S FUCKING ARM, HOLY SHIT.
I thought for SURE Jordan was about to fucking die there, I was waiting for it.
FUCKIN HOMELANDER I KNEW HE WAS GONNA SHOW UP.
Marie took that laser blast like a fuckin champ.
BUTCHEEEEER SCCCRRAAAAAAAAAAAW
in your head, on your mind // Jordan Li x Reader, Part 1
i know i haven't posted in like a year, and this is a huge shift from my usual writing, but i cannot express how jordan li has captured my heart and soul. this is definitely going to be a good number of parts, and will also definitely have some smut in there.
word count: 1912
previous part // next part
The Lamplighter School of Crimefighting is your home away from home on the GodU campus. Being Professor Caldwin’s TA is almost a full-time job, and in addition to classes and training and homework, most days you are in Caldwin’s office more than your own dorm room. Not that you mind, really. It’s the sort of job that will really set you up later in life - Caldwin knows everyone - and anything is better than listening to your roommate try and go viral on TikTok for the 30,000th time. And Caldwin’s a nice guy, in his own way.
“L/N.” The gruff call from his actual office resounds over the little foyer your desk sits in.
Scooting back from your seat, you get up and walk the few steps between your desk and the doorway, hovering at the frame. “Professor?”
Caldwin sits at his own desk - a big, antique wooden thing that’s probably older than anything else in this building - hunched over in front of a desktop computer that’s far too sleek looking for the desk it sits on. Frustration radiates out from him like rays of the sun. Stupid fucking computer… swear they make these things difficult for people my age on purpose… snippets of his thoughts play in your mind without prompting - your superpower passively picking up his most prominent feelings. Of course, if you wanted, you could really focus and read his mind fully (even talk to him telepathically), but that was a boundary you’d promised yourself you wouldn’t cross. He is your professor - and boss - after all.
Peering over the top of his glasses, Caldwin blinks at you, gathering a stack of papers to his left. “Bring these over to Brink, will you? If he’s busy you can just leave them with his TA, it’s nothing classified.”
You step into his Caldwin’s office fully, and take the stack of papers from him. It’s a hefty thing, so you tuck it under your arm. “Will do.”
“And while you’re out and about, get me another cup of coffee from the staff room. Two sugars-”
“Two sugars, two pumps of hazelnut, one splash of cream.” You say, already heading out the door. You’ve had his coffee order down since he hired you at the beginning of your sophomore year. “I’ll be back in a bit.”
“Thank you.” Gonna take a hammer to this stupid fucking-
His thoughts cut off abruptly as you walk out of range, heading into the halls of the Crimefighting building. Students fill the space, coming and going from classes, sitting in the chairs near the floor to ceiling windows busy on their laptops, loitering around as they chat with their friends. You purposefully focus on your own goal - Brink’s office, and then the staff break room to make Caldwin another coffee - to force the cacophony of thoughts down. The audible chatter, in addition to the telepathic noise, would have been enough to make you scream a few years ago, but classes at GodU have lived up to your expectations - they’re hard, but worth it, to get your power under control.
Brink’s office is across the building from Caldwin’s, a more luxurious room with lots of natural light and a good view of the campus green. You’d only really ever been in there on Caldwin’s instructions - Brink had only been your professor once, your freshman year, and you’d been too scared of his reputation to actually go to his office hours. Still, it was easy to find, and when you tried the door, it was open.
The foyer of Brink’s office is much larger than the space in Caldwin’s and you find yourself a little jealous - it would be nice to sit at a desk here. You look first to the doors leading into his actual office, and find them closed. You turn to the figure sitting at the desk, and ask, “Is Brink busy right now? I have papers from Caldwin for him.”
The girl at the desk - pretty, with stark black hair that just reached her jaw and big brown doe eyes - just stares at you for a moment before responding. “Yeah, he’s on a call, actually.” Her voice is smooth, a little deep, and not what you expected at all.
“Oh, alright, I can just-” You start, only to be interrupted by a wave of lust.
Goddamn. Smash. The things I wouldn’t do to get between those legs… wow. Those legs. How have I not run into YOU before? I mean really, surely I would have noticed the hottest person alive on campus - especially here, in my goddamn department. Fuck.
Whatever you were expecting, it wasn’t that. You balk. “Um. Sorry. Yeah, it’s not anything classified so Caldwin said I could just leave it with you,” You untuck the stack from under your arm and pass it towards Brink’s TA. Her fingers brush over yours as she takes it, and for a split second, you can feel just how much you were affecting her - the wave of horniness hit you like a bus. The feeling lingers as you take your hand away, and you’re unable to tell if it’s leftover from her or your own reaction. Maybe a bit of both.
She sets the papers down on her desk beside her without looking, too busy smiling at you. “I’m Jordan, by the way.” She says. “I take it your Caldwin’s TA?”
“Yeah.” You say. “Y/N.”
Y/N. That’s a nice name. Very screamable.
You fight the urge to do anything but smile. Just looking at her, you would have never guessed such wanton thoughts would come from such a tiny girl, but never judge a book by its cover, right?
“Nice to meet you Jordan.” You continue, careful to keep your voice steady, even. Casual. Not like you can hear every piece of want cross her mind.
I bet you’d sound good screaming my name. I need to stop - I don’t even know you. I need to get laid, my god. Down tremendous and I JUST learned your name.
The image of you and Jordan together - tangled up in unfamiliar bedsheets, Jordan’s mouth latched onto your neck as you moaned in pleasure - crosses Jordan’s mind, and yours by extent. For, as she said, having just met you, it was a surprisingly good imaginary version of yourself. Though, she is looking right at you. It would be hard to get any details wrong when you were standing right there.
Would you let me? Maybe if I was in the other form-
Before you had time to wonder what that meant, she’s changing before your eyes, rearranging skin and bone until an entirely different person is sitting at the desk. A man - taller, broader, but just as pretty and with the same big brown eyes. Your surprise must have shown on your face, because Jordan laughs, a smile stretching across their face.
“Sorry.” They say, leaning forward to rest their elbows against the desk. “It’s just that I have two faces, so I didn’t want you to get confused if some random dude was waving at you cause I forgot you only met me as a girl.”
“That’s a pretty cool power.” You say, and then, with your mind, “And a pretty good reason to show it off. I mean, for something you came up with on the fly anyway.”
You watch their eyes widen as they realize that you’re in their head, and then their cheeks flush red as they remember what they were thinking about not moments before. “So you’ve just been hearing-?”
“Yeah.” You say..
“I am so sorry-” They start, shifting back into their female form.
“No, it’s okay.” You say, a laugh on the edge of your lips. “I promise it’s fine, I mean, you didn’t know I was listening in and it’s your thoughts you can’t like, help it. And it’s not the first time-”
I bet, looking like that. Fuck. Pretend I didn’t think that. I’m sorry. Jordan buries their head in their hands with a groan. “Sorry.”
You let out a full laugh at that. “It’s okay, I promise. Please don’t beat yourself up about it, it’s fine. It’s flattering, if anything. I mean, you’re pretty good looking yourself. Not that you’re only hot, I mean - I’m sure you’re nice too.” You pause. “That came out a little wrong.”
Jordan smiles. “It’s okay. I mean, you basically get a free pass to do whatever you want to be since I’ve been…” They trail off. In their mind, …objectifying you. I’d let you do whatever you wanted to me anyway, but… fuck. Sorry.
You smile again. “It’s okay. Promise.” You lean forward across the desk a little, getting closer without getting too close - you have just met after all. The smell of smokey cologne fills your nose, and causes more butterflies to swirl in your stomach. They really are hot. “You wanna know a secret?”
Jordan leans in too. “Sure.”
“Most guys, when they figure out that I can hear them lusting after me, aren't even apologetic.” You say. “So it’s sweet that you are. Charming, even.” It’s true - which is why you don’t usually bother playing into people’s lustful thoughts, but Jordan…
Okay. Okay, it’s not a big deal, it’s fine. “Would you want to hang out?” Jordan says, a little rushed, like they’d been waiting for an opportunity. “Sometime? We could train, or something…” Please say yes. You don’t have to say yes. I really want you to though.
You think about it for a moment. You don't usually say yes to these kinds of questions, especially after hearing the person's ulterior motives, but… Jordan seems nice, nice enough to genuinely feel bad about their thoughts once they realized you could hear them. And they are hot, objectively, in both forms.
“Yeah, I’d be down to hang out.” You say, reaching into the pocket of your jeans to pull out your phone. “Can I-?”
“Yes. Yeah.” Jordan pulls their own phone out clumsily, handing it to you.
You put your number in with a smile, and take the liberty to add a little emoji heart at the end of your name before you hand it back to them. “Should I text you, or are you going to text me?”
I don’t think I could stop myself if I tried. “I’ll text you.” Jordan says, glancing down at their phone. “A heart?”
“You don’t think so?”
No, no. No it’s great, I'm never going to change it. “A little fast, no?” They say.
You smile, and inject your voice into their head. Liar. I’ll see you later Jordan.
Before they can say anything else, you turn and leave, throwing one last glance at them over your shoulder. They don’t even try to pretend that they aren’t staring.
Butterflies swarm your stomach as you make your way back through the halls. You can’t remember the last time being in someone’s head made you like them more rather than less, but Jordan… sweet, apologetic Jordan. It’s exciting, in a way, knowing what they were thinking about you, and knowing that despite the fact that you know, they still want to hang out. You check your phone, even though it’s not even been a minute since you left. Sure enough, a text-
what are you doing tmrw from like 2-4
You type out your reply: hanging out w u probably
You almost forget to get Caldwin’s coffee on the way back.
new obsession= no more writers block
out of 281 votes, majority rules. I will make a fic with teleportation
hey guys I’m almost done writing the first part of the Jordan fanfic btw does anyone know how to link the next part to the first chapter bc I have no idea