WEB HEAD SEVEN

I need a Holga x Doric fic NOW I will literally write it myself. That whole party is bisexual except for Holga, she’s a lesbian.

guy my life would literally be fixed if Auli’i Cravalho kissed me LIKE SERIOUSLY

tears over beers

you put too much effort into relationships and the girl you genuinely had feelings for broke your heart, even now after knowing about what she done, your friends still choose her over you.

because of this you relapsed.

and lost yourself again.

until one night three women find you in the woods about to take your life.

TRIGGER WARNING

self harm, suicide attempt, alcoholism, drug use, swearing, past relationship trauma, eating disorder, body dysphoria. (totally not writing just to vent..yes that’s exactly what I’m doing)

IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE DONT READ THIS

(I see you little depressed bitches who are going to ignore this message, if this is you please reach out to me or anyone for that matter, I know what your going through, even if I don’t I will try and help)

tears run down your face, you bring your stained hoodies sleeve up to your crimson coloured cheeks, the once dry, blue hoodie, now damp and a deep blue colour. you wipe the salty tears off of your face.

blurred vision and a bottle of beer in your hand, the tears fall faster than ever, you can almost sense the panic attack that is coming for the 5th time in the past 4 hours.

the thing about you is that when you seriously genuinely like someone, you do anything in your power to keep them.

——

you where 16 and freshly out of a emotionally abusive relationship, first year of college, your time to shine.

two of your closest friends from secondary school managed to stay in the same friend group as you, from that you built a whole new friendship group, different people from your friends classes joined.

about half way through your first year of college you developed feelings for a girl who recently discovered her own sexuality. Through her discovering herself she managed to split the group which was once a big group into two, the other half of the group studied a different course than your side and now the two groups barely talk.

upon telling your best friend about your newfound feelings, she tells you that the girl sees you in the same light as you see her.

a few weeks later the girl you liked and one of your closets friends texted you saying they both had feelings for you. Upon this a massive wave of guilt engulfed your mind. You had liked your close friend for years before when you where both in secondary school yet you still liked this new friend.

you had told them both that you where confused and couldn’t make your decision so soon. Your close friend Em told you to take your time and that if it was her you where willing to choose that she would wait forever for you, on the other hand, your other friend Kai told you that you had to choose and that it wasn’t fair.

you tried so hard to choose but you couldn’t.

once both of them and your best friend wanted to go see the same movie so you invited them all to see it together as it would’ve been easier. To make it even more awkward your younger brother decided to tag along.

during the movie Em held your hand because she recognised your anxiety about the cinema, along with the scary scene that was playing before you, for the next hour, the two of you held hands. Then the same on the bus ride, once Kai left, Em took the opportunity to hold your hand, then kissing it once you reached her stop.

Throughout the rest of the year Kai begged for your attention and love while Em worked for your love.

and guess who you picked

if you thought Em

you thought wrong.

stupidly you picked Kai because Em was at another college and the two of you barely saw each other, whereas even though she never put in effort Kai saw you everyday.

A few month of sharing hoodies and you putting in the most effort to make sure Kai is having a good time while she is going through things, you wanted to ask the question. ‘what are we?’

you ended up asking her through text what she wanted from the talking stage, after that she told you she needed space.

this was the first time she hurt you, broke you even.

you sat on a table alone as your friends went to talk to her, they left all their stuff with you, you sat and silently sobbed while they laughed with her.

Summer finally broke out and you had the girl unadded for the whole time, your friends hung out with her while you were either on holiday or alone in your room reading comic books of super heroes with the dream love story.

Around 2 weeks till college starts she added you again with the plea to start talking again, of course you being a fucking idiot, you said yes because your friends wanted the group to be together again with you being the ‘glue’ of the group.

Your now in second year of college

through the use of the internet you found your diagnosis for depression and the internet keeps saying your neurodivergent.

She would send you relationship posts through tiktok and snapchat, yet the moment you ask for the second time what she wanted from the relationship, she fucked you over again.

But this time worse, she left you on opened before spending a week ignoring you, the friend group fell apart a bit more and you just stayed away as much as you could in fear you’d show yourself crying in front of them.

She eventually messaged you and the two of you stopped talking.

now not even two weeks later, you heard through a good friend that she has already moved on with one of your ex’s who also fucked you over.

In the coming weeks your life fell apart, you can’t find a job, your failing everything you do and your presence at college is near to never

——

your now sat in the woods with a bottle of your pills in your lap, unknowingly of the famed avengers’ new mission in your area.

Three of the avengers are stood watching you from behind you, without your knowledge. Your new apple airpod maxes placed upon your dark curly hair, music blaring.

After a few minutes of them watching you they start to whisper about your state as you pull up your sleeves, cursing at yourself for not bandaging your arms properly, blood runs down your forearms from the deep raging red lines that cover the entirety of your arms.

Upon seeing this you feel a pair of strong arms wrapping around your shoulders, hugging you from behind, you throw your headphones off, putting them on the floor. “Shh I’m here” a raspy Russian voice says while you melt into their hold. Another two people join the hug, “it’s okay detkà we’ve got you” another voice says, this time her voice is hinted with an old Slavic accent, lastly another female says “I’ve got you little one” in an American accent.

part 2

me : “I’m not drinking tonight him still sick”

Also me *strolls in the house at 5am after clubbing* “fuck”

YOUSE BETTER PRAY FOR ME WHEN I WAKE UP

Anywayyy ended up at a gay bar somehow LIKE WHERE EVEN IS THIS BC I CANT REMEMBER

is that my jacket?

Request from @maximoffmorale

-wandanat x reader where r is a part of the avengers and wanda is the one of the new recruits. basically nat makes wanda nervous and she thinks the woman hates her when really nat is attracted to the girl and trying hard not to show it. and wanda mainly goes to r for comfort and advice all the time. i'm thinking nat and r are close (maybe dating?) and wandas this oblivious little bean who doesn't realize they like her?

readerxnat (relationship)

wandanatxreader (slowburn)

To say Nat had a hard time showing her feelings towards people would be a HUGE understatement, in fact the way she had shown you her feelings was while on a mission in which she told you “don’t fuck this up.. I eventually want you to be my girlfriend” it was your first ‘official avengers mission’ you ever did and the statement was brushed off as one of nats stupid comments but after the mission you had realised what she had meant and called her out on it. You would never let her live that down.

Wanda however wasn’t so social, being the newest member you were allocated to show the witch the ins and outs of the avengers lifestyle. Wanda’a first interaction with Nat was chaotic to say the least.

-flashback-

Y/N and Wanda came walking into the Sokovian building where they were instructed to meet the rest of the avengers, Wanda had been wearing Nats jacket that Y/N previously stole from her girlfriends closet. “Is that my jacket?” Nat bluntly questioned the two girls. “She’s with us” Y/N states, glaring at her girlfriend, praying the Russian spy would be welcoming of the new girl. “Still doesn’t explain the jacket” Nat glared at the Sokovian as she walked past them, bumping shoulders with Wanda as she walked past the girls. “Sorry about her..she’s…uh not so optimistic” y/n states with a welcoming smile.

-end of flashback -

It had now been a few months since the whole ultron fiasco, Wanda was ashamed, not only had she caused her own town to be destroyed, she had also witnessed her twin brothers death. A brutal one at that, heroic yet ironic all in one.

Y/N had been a ‘godsent’ throughout the grieving period of Wanda’s life. Whether it had been making Sokovian dishes in the compounds kitchen for Wanda or just being there for the girl to have a shoulder to cry on, y/n was there for it all.

Nat however had grown jealous of the newcomer, in training sessions Nat had gone hard on Wanda, her excuse being “she’s weak, we don’t need any deadweight on missions” in which that statement gained a deathly glare from her girlfriend. In the weeks Wanda had been settling in Nat went out of her way to learn more about the younger woman, she had put it down to wanting to use her past against her, however in all honesty Nat just wanted to know more but didn’t dare to ask.

After a month of Wanda being on the team Nats insults started to focus more on Wanda than the whole team.

Each time Wanda instantly went to Y/N needing the comfort. The more this happened the more Wanda’s feelings grew for the avenger. She had found out that Y/N’s powers matched her brothers in that they both had superspeed, this made Wanda’s fondness of the girl grow even more.

Nat saw how Wanda had affected her girlfriend, y/n was happier, Nat knew how bad her girlfriends mental health was, it was a giving with the avengers life style and with the trauma y/n had endured, it was a relief to see her happy. Y/n finally had something to do with her days, if Nat was on a mission, y/n would be teaching Wanda an array of new skills.

After the two month mark of Wanda being an avenger, Nat had decided the Sokovian wasn’t that bad, hey she gave y/n something to focus her mind on and for that Nat was grateful. This didn’t change the fact that Nat would insult the witch at any given moment though, it just meant that the insults were now more advise based. Wanda didn’t realise this though, too blinded by fear and nerves she saw every insult as a threat.

“Keep focused or you’ll get hurt I don’t care if it’s by me or an enemy”

“You should start talking to the rest of the team more, give y/n a break yeah?”

One day Wanda had enough. She made her daily route to Y/N’s bedroom, swinging the door open and flopping aside the girl on the bed. As if relying on muscle memory, y/n had placed her book aside, took her headphones off and opened her arms for the witch to crawl into “what’s on that mind of yours Wands?” Y/n said with her smile that was only reserved for her girlfriend and wanda. “Can you control your guard dog? Please” wanda pleads which had gained a chuckle from y/n “wanda she’s just like that sometimes” the girl replied as she slowly ran her fingers through the brunettes hair. “Hey why don’t you go and get the guitar I bought you, I have a new song to teach you” y/n said.

Y/N was always finding ways to take peoples troubles away. Music being the main one, the girl had those stupid headphones in all the time, she had her reason, y/n had developed tinnitus when fighting ultron, she had been running with a child in her arms when gun fire came from the Quinjet Ultron had stolen, the sound of bullets had caused her eardrums to be permanently damaged, thus that stupid ringing all the fucking time. But now she uses this as an excuse to have music playing 24/7. Nat hates it, but had slowly came to accept it was now a part of her life.

Wanda quickly nodded intrigued on what song Y/N had found this time, the girl had ran out of the room, with her room being across the compound it gave Nat time to go see her girlfriend.

Upon her entrance Nat admired her girlfriend, headphones in, walking around the room humming to the song in her ears. Sneaking up behind the girl, a deviant smirk plastered itself upon Nats face. Within seconds Nat had lifted Y/N and tackled her to the bed, in return Y/N screamed before realising who her attacker was “NAT RESPECTFULLY STOP” y/n shouted at the woman whilst laughing. Without wasting a second Nat lifted the headphones off her girlfriends ears, earning a pout from the girl in return. Nat knew y/n could read lips now but she thought she needed to have the adhd ridden girls full attention, or at least half of it. “I need your advice” Nat didn’t waste a second before speaking to the girl. “Oh? What’s up my love? Talk to me” Y/N sat up next to her girlfriend, this made Nat aware that she was all ears.

Picking at the red nail varnish on her nails, Nat thought of how to confess to girlfriend. The feeling of her hands being held brought her back out of her thoughts y/e/c eyes stared into nats green orbs. “Take your time” you had said.

“I think like Wanda” Nat confessed. “Aw babe that’s great, see now we can all get along yes?” Y/n smiled. “N..No I mean I like her in the ways I like you” Nat said as she stared at her girlfriend. A smile crept across the younger girls face as Nats face went red “do you plan on telling her this? if so please stop insulting the poor thing, she’s scared of you” y/n laughs a little.

Truth be told y/n also had feelings for Wanda. I mean how couldn’t she, her and Wanda had been practically glued to the hip ever since the witches arrival. It didn’t take Y/n so long to tell Nat her new found feelings, Nat fully supported this, they had both talked about the possibility of another person in their relationship, but it had never worked out as planned.

-time skip . a week later -

All of a sudden the insults had stopped. The men had been sent on a mission, leaving Y/N, Nat and Wanda alone in the compound.

Y/N and Nat had been scheming and with poor Wanda being an obvious little shit, all of their attempts at confessions had went to shit. However they decided to be more obvious with their confession.

Y/N had set up her electric guitar outside in the garden she had grown in the back of the compound, she had also made Wanda’s favourite dish. Nat had set up a picnic area in the garden next to her girlfriends guitar, once it was all done Nat called Wanda down and led her to the garden.

Upon entering the garden the two girls could hear y/n playing a sweet song she had came up with. Wanda was speechless to say the least.

After the song, they all sat down and ate, they shared stories and laughed until Nat said “hey Wanda, how was it growing up in sokovia? Like you know as an orphan.” To this Wanda stood up and walked away in silence. “NATASHA SERIOUSLY?” Y/N had shouted at her girlfriend, upon explaining the situation to nat, her and y/n ran after Wanda.

“Wanda wait I’m sorry” y/n said as she sped up to Wanda. “She hates me doesn’t she?” Wanda said quietly “no no love, it’s actually quite the opposite. We set this up to confess our love for you” y/n had said just as Nat was walking over to the girls “romantic love, im sorry wanda I do have feelings for you I just go too far sometimes” Nat confessed with a sad smile

ANYONE BUT HER 2

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

part one

Warnings - smoking, alcohol, drugs, swearing, cheating, mentions of anxiety.

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

there will be more parts to this, make sure to reblog and comment and I will get the next few parts up as soon as I can, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

6 days before the start of junior year

I wake up with a pounding in my head. Still in the same clothes from the previous night. Wait last night. Where is she? I get up to see Damien and Cady are gone too, she must be with them, I get myself together, feeling something on my wrist, it takes my eyes a second to focus on what it says ‘anyone but you’ the small beaded bracelet reads, Anyone but you is a song she made as a way to say fuck you to all the homophobic boys at school who hit on her. Chuckling, my eyes land on a small piece of paper on the sofa I just laid on.

I pick it up and read the small handwriting. It’s a number. Her number. God she’s confusing.

…

She wasn’t upstairs with Damien or Cady, they told me that she wasn’t there when they woke up either.

And I didn’t see her for the rest of the week. That was until the first day of junior year. There she was stood with some random burnouts. The same people she’s hung out with since middle school when they were all ‘gifted students’ however she is still that gifted little girl she was all those years ago. I only saw glimpses of her that morning, most of the time she had her back to me.

—

I felt so shitty for leaving that morning. Ever since I hid myself away from everyone, from Bea, from Jason but especially from Janis.

Since that night I met up with Bea, told her I saw what she done and broke things off, she didn’t take that well. The day after her, Jason and some random dude named Shane came up to me while I was on my daily run, they pulled up in Jason’s car, jumped out, beat the shit out of me and dumped all of the clothes and things I had gave to Bea.

…

Walking into junior year I had to sport a black eye and grazed chin. Fucking fantastic if you ask me.

I quickly find new friends, well they found me. A few nights before the start of the new school year, they found me off my head at the skate park my board a few feet away from me. They quickly joined me in lighting up another joint and passing out, we awoke the next morning and introduced ourselves, ever since I’ve been apart of their group. On the plus side I don’t have to sit around and listen to Jason bitch and moan about Gretchen.

I soon found out avoiding Janis would be a difficult task when I got my schedule for the year. First period. Art. Amazing.

Walking to class I pass Bea and Jason against the lockers, tongues down each others throats. I bump into Aaron whom I have been avoiding in and outside of the house. “Hey sis, you good? You’ve been really distant since that night” he comes up to me, wrapping his arm over my shoulders. I shrug him off and start walking away “I’m fine” I state while continuing to walk to class.

Entering the classroom, I see that I am one of the first people there the teacher and Gretchen being the other two in the room, I roll my eyes and head to the back of the room, back right corner, closest to the windows and furthest away from the teachers desk. Just how I like it. The classroom starts to fill up with other people, everyone takes a seat until there is only one seat left. The one next to me. As if on que in walks Janis, she nods towards the teacher and looks around the room for a seat, her eyes landing on the seat next to me then onto me. Her eyes soften as she walks over to the desk beside me. It’s like we are in a shitty romcom, she’s in slow motion. Wearing a green and black cropped knitted sweater and black cargo pants, to top it off she rocks a black denim jacket and combat boots. Her dark brown eyes stare me down. Her bracelets rattle as she sits down, she’s still wearing the one I put in her wrist that night. Did she even notice? Does she even care?

—

“Damien I’m going to be late cmon dude” I say as my best friend bombards me with questions on how I am going to confront the girl of my dreams. “Girl pardon my french but screw your art class. Have you seen what she’s wearing? black cropped vest, black Levi’s, a goddam leather jacket and converse” he says dramatically as if I should know what Y/N’s fashion sense means “she even cut her own bangs for Christ sake that screams heartbreak Janis” he grabs my shoulders and shakes me “yeah she just witnessed her girlfriend cheating on her not even a week ago, of course she’s heartbroken” I say shrugging, making Damien continue to walk as the bell rings. “Yes but it could also have something to do with the fact that you two have a Romeo and Juliet forbidden romance type of shit going on” he continues his rant as we end up at my classroom door. “I’ll think about it daim” I say before entering the class. The teacher smiles at me, to that I nod back toward her. And glance around the room searching for a seat, my eyes land on an empty chair in the back corner, curious I look up, lock eyes with her. This should be interesting. I walk up to my desk and sit down. I turn my head to look at her. She’s looking down but I can see that she has a black eye, a grazed chin and a deep cut on her cheek bone. What the fuck happened to her? I grab my sketchbook and rip a page out ‘u ok?’ I write down and place it on her desk, she stays zoned out for a few more minutes before looking at the paper. And writing something else on it before passing it back ‘sorry’ is all she wrote. I tried a few more times to grab her attention by passing notes but after that she seems to be more interested in drawing.

…

Lunch rolls around and the plastics spot Cady pretty quickly, what I didn’t expect was for them to befriend her.

Me and Damien spent the rest of the lunch hour walking around campus. I spot y/n sat on the grass alone. Damien grabs my arm and guides us in her direction. “Y/n hey girl” he says as he sits down next to her, she looks up from her book and smiles a little. Her eyes are red and her body is swaying. She’s high and it’s so obvious “oh you sweet girl cmon we are going to go sober you up” he states while helping her to her feet, we venture to the schools bathrooms. Once we enter the bathrooms she stumbles to one of the stalls and pukes her guts out. I rush in to hold back her hair and rub her back, I kneel down next to her as Damien tells me he’s going to grab his car, he will text us when we can leave. “Oh y/n” I say as she starts crying. “Hey hey look at me” I turn her to face me, her tears streaming down her face her eyes now red and puffy. “I’m s-so sorry janis” she sobs out. I sit down and hold her in my arms “what for?” I question while moving some of her hair out of her eyes.

“im sorry I left, sorry I avoided you, sorry I relapsed. I’m just sorry” she cries more. Before I can ask more questions my phone starts ringing, it’s Damien “cmon, can you stand up for me?” I ask softly, she nods and stands up before stumbling. My hands fly to grab her waist to steady her, she tenses up a bit, I mentally thank any god that the bathroom we are at is closest to the car park. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and we walk out of the school, people around us start taking photos and whispering.

We eventually get to Damien’s car and I pick her up, placing her in the back seat. She is incredibly light. Which is odd but I let it slide. She buckles herself in while i run to the other side of the car and get in next to her “where to?” Damien says looking through the mirror at me. That’s a really good question, I don’t know where she lives and with the state she’s in I don’t think she does either, Damien’s parents won’t be happy with us ditching, however my parents are both on a business trip. “My place” I say as he starts to drive away from campus.

…

She ended up staying at mine for a few hours. Well it was more like she ended up staying in my bathroom. Head over the toilet seat. After three hours she walks out like nothing happened, she’s avoiding eye contact with me, her head down. “im sorry for causing so much shit Janis” she mumbles sadly. “are you okay?” Is all I can come up with. Why would I ask her that, it’s obvious she’s not fine “uh yeah totally, I uh cleaned up after myself, but imma head out now. Sorry again” she says in a panicked state before walking out of the door, the next thing I hear is the click of the door, and she’s gone.

PART THREE

Heyyy lovers, I know this part was short but keep in mind this is just a filler chapter, next part we will be getting into the juicy stuff :) thankyou for reading. The next part should be up in a few days give or take

Trying to work on ‘anyone but her’ chapter 6 but struggling with writers block. Anywho in the meantime go drop my friend a follow because her writing is just chefs kisses @bookaddict05

If Lydia and Cynthia don’t get a happy ending I will sob (I know the whole lesbian thing is bound to fail because cmon the show is set in the 50s but please I need this)

<3

Me : …

My friend: “yk who you look like rn?”

Me : “DONT you dare”

Her : “Janis”

Me : …”stfu”

An example of a conversation me and my friend had while drunk and walking around

Also THIS PHOTO DOES NOT DO MY HAIR JUSTICE, WHERE DID THE TEAL HAIR GO WHY IS IT BLACK WTF