ANYONE BUT HER 5

along with a younger deadly assassin and an archer with adhd

INCORRECT QUOTES

*Wednesday talking to her partner (reader) who suffers from suicidal thoughts/tendencies*

W : “question. would you die for me?”

Y/N : “yes”

W : “that’s too easy…would you…would you live for me? Hm?”

<3

A silly little oneshot no one asked for

reader and yoko playing their music really loud in their dormitory, their dorm mom comes in curious of why the two delinquents are breaking the loud music rule again, she sees that they are dancing to a song and finds it adorable, because of this she leaves them to have a good time, a bit later Larissa Weems gets annoyed by the same song that had been played on repeat for an hour, so she goes to the source of the music, she then finds reader and yoko dancing and singing to the song.

Yoko : “YOU TAKE YOUR GIRL”

Y/n : “AND MULTIPLY HER BY FOUR”

both : “NOW A WHOLE LOTTA WOMAN NEEDS A WHOLE LOT MORE”

Yoko : “GET YOURSELF TO THE BUTTERFLY LOUNGE”

Y/n : “AND FIND YOURSELF A BIG LADYYY”

Thornhill and Weems now stand in the doorway watching the two teenagers dance and sing the song, Thornhill chuckles a little at the sight of it and Weems just stands there frozen.

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I saw an edit of Weems with this song on tiktok and needed to write something about it because this song is just 🤌🏽

THANKYOU FOR THE TAG LOVES @cheesysoup-arlo @auliisflower

Last song : supermassive black hole - muse

Fav colour : green

Currently watching : greys anatomy and one piece (anime version)

Sweet/ savoury/ spicy: SPICYY

Relationship status : in a relationship 💕

Current obsession : Kesha and emo songs

Last thing you googled : a caravan park for a little girls trip next month

NPT : @idontplaytrack @bookaddict05 @idontforgettoowell and anyone else who wants to join in 🤧

Get To Know Tag

It was @evilpenguinrika, in April, with a tag 🗡️

Last Song: “Richard Cory” (YouTube: live version someone showed me the other day [that whole appearance is great!] / Song.link: original album version) [I’ve written about the song before here.]

Favourite Colour: Blue

Currently Watching: About the only thing left I’m still watching is Ghosts 😳

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: Uh…anything but spicy? Dunno. Iced tea should be sweet, and, well, sweets, but I don’t know that I have food that’s sweet? And I’ve never understood what savory entailed… 😳

Relationship Status: This one instantly took me all the way back to Week 1 of Beginning Arabic and Maha in the Red Book (#this is the way my mind works 😂)—except I am not forlorn about my single status.

Current Obsession: The scent of honeysuckle filling the “spring” air?

Last Thing You Googled: Googled proper, no clue. Last search was trying to find a link for Maha above…without luck.

Tagging: Since @persevereforahappyending tagged me in the other one, I’m returning the favor here 😂 And other regular appearances on my dashboard, @anakinftpadme @whyislenaluthorsohot And to quote EvilPenguinRika when tagging me, “Feel free to do this if you wanna :'D And whoever else who sees this and wants to do it too, go for it!”

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.

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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

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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

Web Head

Trans Spider y/n

no love interest. yet. comment who should be the love interest though. Just a new series, maybe one shot I’m trying out. I’m this universe reader is Spider-Man but unlike any other spider person they have this one little problem. He was assigned female at birth.

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“HEY PENIS PARKER” a familiar voice shouts in my ear as I rest my head on my cold locker. A heavy force pushes my back towards the locker, my body is pushed up so my feet aren’t touching the ground, his hands grip the collar of my shirt. “What did I say about you seeing my girl parker?” He scowls at me. Flash Thompson. The bully. I grimace as a clenched fist makes contact with my face, my body dropping to the floor. Students gather around like this is the most important part of their day. Which knowing the kids from Brooklyn, it probably is. I pick myself up, dirty converse placed on the floor as I put my hands up to fight. For the fourth time this week. Once again his fist makes contact with my face again, this time he draws blood, my cheek cuts open from his silver plated ring, fuck. My turn. I quickly jab him in the jaw, his face is comical as he shakes his head, spitting out blood onto the floor, he smirks and grabs me by the chin and throws my body to the ground, with force he kicks me in the ribs a couple of times before she runs over. His girlfriend. “Flash what are you doing? Break it up” she pulls his arm so he is a distance away from me. It all happens so fast but teachers are storming towards us, one grabs my arm while another ushers flash toward the principals office.

Shoved into a seat, Flash and the head teacher is sat in the room with me. “you two used to be best friends, now you both fight” the principal starts. “One more time and you are both expelled. Your parents.. sorry guardians will be informed about this” he then states sternly. Fuck my uncle Ben is going to kill me, I’m so dead.

“Now go hurry along you have to catch a bus for your classes day trip if I’m not wrong” he chuckles before adding “boys will be boys” at the end of his sentence.

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I throw my body down onto a free pair of seats, closing my eyes and sighing. Finally. “Shove along short ass” another familiar voice says through the crowd. Thank god it’s Tess, my best friend of eight long years. She’s the yin to my yang. The Cap to my Bucky. And all of that cringe shit. I quickly sit up leaving her room on the left to me, she sits and looks over to me, she shakes her head. “you look like shit” she states with a laugh “you should see the other guy” i smirk “I did”

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After a few minutes of conversation she instantly perks up. Turning to me with puppy dog eyes she grabs my attention “please join the rugby team y/n, you’ll love it” she asks for the millionth time. I hadn’t played rugby since my parents left when I was 10. Chuckling I cave for her begging “I’ll think about it okay?” I say with a hint of sarcasm.

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Our conversation flows naturally as time goes on, before we know it we have arrived at the place. Octavius labs. “Apparently they signed a deal with Doctor Connors” I overhear someone say in awe as we step off of the bus.

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Once inside the building we get assigned groups and of course tour guides. Ours was some old man with 90s style glasses and white hair, someone you could see as your grandpa who has the best stories ever. In who you know led an amazing life. Tess pulls my arm making me look up at her, I give her a questioning look as she pulls out my camera. Sneaky bitch. “Hey I picked this up, thought we could sneak off to the spider enclosure and grab some shots, you promised to do me a spider tattoo, this can be your concept design” she smirks again with pleading eyes. She’s never been the one to like the field trips, she’s chill and would rather go do her own thing, that being dragging me to do things with her. I nod as we sneak away from the poor old man.

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I open the door for her like a true gentleman, she enters the room and looks around surprised. I walk up to the spiders in awe. I grab my camera and get to work. Just as I click the button to take one last photo. A selfie of me and Tess with the spiders. I feel a stabbing pain on my left rib. Fucking binder. I grimace a little, making Tess look over. One hand keeps a hold of my camera as the other shoots to my rib. “You need to get a new binder” Tess says with sympathy in her voice. “Cmon we should go, you still down to see my mom tomorrow? she misses you a lot” Tess informs me, that makes me laugh a little, the pain being less apparent thankfully, we head out of the labs, heading back to the bus.

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Opening the door to my aunt and uncle’s apartment. Now sporting a headache and chest pain, I walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. “Hey bud! How was the field trip?” My aunt may says with her signature smile. She wraps an arm around me giving me some weird half hug. “Mh?” I say groaning as my vision starts to go crappy. She kisses me on the forehead and smiles a little. “Go to bed y/n, you look like crap” she chuckles as I walk to my room and my body flops onto my bed.

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A piercing sound hits my ears. Fuck my alarm, I cover my ears and slap my phone multiple times trying to shut it off after like 50 tries it finally stops. My eyes open and I feel like I’m blinded. What the fuck is happening to me? I cover my eyes and attempt to close my curtains, somehow I don’t trip over anything in my room and get the curtains first try. Weird.

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The whole morning my sensory issues get a little bit easier to handle, I skate to school again and as soon as I enter I walk straight into Flash. Well I’m a dead man arent I? He is now sporting a black eye and a grazed cheek bone. He looks at me and swings for my face. I catch his punch which grabs everyone’s attention. He looks extra confused today, I sweep him off of his feet and he is now on the floor, being the respectful man I am, I walk away.

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The whole day goes by questionably quick. One thing that is a bit confusing is that my hands are sticking to everything. It’s super annoying but I guess it was funny to see the look on Tess’s face when I held the ruby ball above her head without using the grip of my fingers, just my palm. That was a sight to see.

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I skate home and get pushed off of my board by some tall dude. “What the fuck man?” I say using my deep manly voice. Or so I thought. “Fuck you tranny” he says as he comes closer to me. Well this isn’t good. I push him away and go to punch him but some weird white stuff comes out of my wrist, due to him already having his hand up, his right hand gets stuck to the wall with whatever that stuff was. I look behind me to see if it was someone else. Nope only us here. I look at my wrist confused. Did that stuff come out of me? what. the. fuck. I walk closer to the man, doing the same to his other hand before walking to get a closer view of the white stuff. It looks like string, I hold my hand out and shoot the stuff onto the bricks close to his head, I swipe a little off onto my finger to get a closer feel of it. Webs? Did I just shoot a spider web out of my wrist. I back away a little wait I’ve heard about this before. What was it. One of those stupid comics Tess likes. Uh spider woman. Yes that’s it.

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While walking away I grab my phone and dial Tess’s number. On the second ring she picks up.

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“Hey T, I need one of your comics” I say with urgency.

“Wait oh my god, have I converted you to the dark side??” She squeals into the speaker

“sure you have, do you still have that uh spider girl thing?” I say with a sigh knowing I’m never going to live this down

“I left it at yours because I knew you would want it someday, check under your old rugby uniform” she says, I just know she’s smiling trough the phone right now.

“Omg I love you so much, thankyouuu you stupid nerd” I say as o start to run back to my house, skate board in my hand.

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I run into the house faster than usual and get to my room, once there I go straight to my old rugby shit, throwing my uniform to the side and grabbing the comic. I flip through it and it hits me. I got bit by a spider as the lab yesterday. Shitttt.

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I lift up my hoodie and look at my ribs, remembering the stabbing pain I felt when I was with Tess when we snuck off yesterday. Two small red bite marks are placed on my skin. Great I’m going to die. Or turn into some mutant. I think death would be the better option here.

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A few hours later and lots of reading the comic and analysing the facts of it, I decide I need to test my new ‘power’. I grab a flannel and go out, leaving a sticky note on the fridge which reads ‘went to Tess’s house xoxo’. I look around the streets trying to find a tall building, comic book in hand, I run up the stairs of a building and get to the top. “Just a leap of faith y/n..cmon just jump” I say to myself as I look down at the drop.

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“nope no not happening” I say while running back down the stairs I go and find a smaller building and go on top of that instead.

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One atop of the building I hold my hand out and try shoot a web. Nope that didn’t do anything. I hold the comic up and look at the hand gesture she done. Copying her action I throw my hand out doing the hand action and it works. Okay then that was easy. Now this.

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I look down at the ground, I take a few steps back and run full speed to the edge and jump off. My body is on a downward spiral to the floor, I hold my hand out and a web shoots, attaching its self to a lamppost. Score.

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I grab the web and aim my body toward the lamppost and it works I’m swinging across the streets in no time. This is so cool.

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I end up taking advantage of this newfound advantage, I go to the shops and grab a bunch of snacks and hair dye, paying for them of course. I swing to Tess’s house, knocking on the door. Her mom answers it, i smile awkwardly. She lets me in and I walk into Tess’s room “hello sunshineee” I say as I drop myself onto her floor as she lays on the bed “hello goth boy” she chuckles as she looks down at me, I look up at her, holding up the bag. “I brought snacks and hair dye” she takes the bag and empties it out onto the bed, grabbing the hair dye first “do we have an exam tomorrow?” She questions, gaining a nod from me “hair dye timee” I say knowing she always dyes her hair before a test.

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Next thing I know we are in her bathroom, she has half of her hair up in a bun and the rest I am applying pink to. Once I’ve done that, I wrap it in foil and she grabs the bleach box dye looking at my hair. “no please not again” I beg as I back away, she starts to open the dye, once the cap is off she shrugs “well it’s open now we must use it” she smirks as she puts a blob onto my hair “I hate you so much” I groan. My poor hair “love you too” she chuckles as she begins to abuse my hair.

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Heyy guys, this is part one of a new series I’m trying out. I hope you like it. Please comment who you think would suit our little y/n as their love interest.

Extra - have a photo of me and my bsf as spiderman, she’s the blonde one ofc, love you @bookaddict05

save me from my own gender identity

(PLEASE THE WAY I CAN NEVER GET THE RIGHT SKIN TONE WHEN PAINTING I SWEAR IT WILL BE MY DOWNFALL)

also the painting is not done, and yes I will be sewing over my painting :)

Love the tits outta you guys 🙂‍↔️🫶🏼

ANYONE BUT HER

Reader x Janis Imi-ike

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

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 🫶🏼

“DAMIEN WE HAVE TO HAUL ASS IF WE WANT TO MAKE IT TO THIS GIG” Janis shouts at her best friend as she grabs his car keys and runs to the door leaving her jacket on the stairs. Not a moment goes until her best friend is also running out of the door behind her, shutting it and jumping in his car.

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“For the love of Bowie please tell me one of you guys have a spare pick” I say running onto the stage where my band are setting up for the gig. My brother Aaron looks at me, points at my necklace. A guitar pick hanging from a chain. I dramatically place my hand over the pick and point at him “nuh uh this” I point at the pick “this was dads”. He rolls his eyes and throws me a pick.

I look over at my girlfriend who is talking to our bassist over at the bar, rolling my eyes I place my guitar down and go out back for a quick breather.

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“So Cady what do you know about music?” Damien questions his new neighbour/ future classmate who had only came to the US a month ago. “nothing..but oh I know this really cool African band from my hometown you mig-“ Cady starts talking about Africa as Janis eagerly slaps Damien’s arm, cutting the poor girl off. “Dude look” Janis signals over to y/n after grabbing her two friends’ attention. “who is that?” Cady asks not missing the fact that her new friend is openly eye fucking this random girl whose face is hidden by the cloud of smoke coming from her cigarette. “Oh baby, that right there is the definition of ‘rockstar girlfriend’ also but not limited to hot guitar hero” Damien flails his hands toward the girl in question as Janis just stares. “Oh here we go, doors are open, I repeat lady’s doors are open” he squeals like a little girl going to see a boyband.

Blowing out a cloud of smoke I fiddle with my lighter in my hands, trying to calm my pre show jitters. My mind is somewhere else, as usual. Looking around at the que of people waiting to see us only made my anxiety worse. A warm hand grabs my arm and pulls me back into the venue “dude what the fu-“ shit “cmon we have to be on in five, if your going to be sick do it now and quick” my ever so loving girlfriend states as she drags me to the curtain backstage where the rest of the band is waiting.

One by one we walk out onto the stage.

Aaron goes on first, he’s our drummer and my twin brother. He’s wearing his usual get up of dark blue jeans, a hoodie and a flannel with some airforces.

Then goes Jason, our bassist. Or should I say our token fuck boy. He is wearing black jeans with a white long sleeved polo shirt.

Next is me, the guitar. I’m sporting my favourite black Levi’s, a dark red corset top I was forced against my will to wear by my girlfriend and a leather jacket, my guitar slung around my body so it’s resting on my back. My curly black hair bounces as I walk to my spot of the stage and plugging my guitar into the amp as I sling it around to the front of my body.

Lastly Bea. My girlfriend, our singer saunters out onto stage. She is wearing a black mini dress and heels. She looks plastic. Like a Barbie. She wasn’t like this a few weeks ago. She was just her usual perfect self. But she’s changed.

The crowd goes wild and the lights shine brighter onto us as Bea introduces the band.

The show goes great. Perfect even. We finish our set and the crowd stays, some drifting to the bar a few leaving to catch the late bus home. But a lot stayed to meet the band.

I place my guitar on the stand and straighten Jason’s bass while the rest of the band walk toward the bar, I take a B line towards the exit door, only to be pulled away by my arm. Now I walk to the bar with the rest of them. “What can I getcha baby?” The bartender asks, leaning over the bar a little with a smirk. “Double tequila straight, hold off the rocks and a sex on the beach for the lady please” I say with a smile. “Stop flirting with the sleaze bag of a server” Bea nudges me. “I wasn’t even…never mind” I sigh out, handing Bea her drink and downing my double shot.

We all separate and mingle with the fans. I end up standing in the corner of the room talking to some guys who want tips on how to hold a pick, you know the usual stuff. That’s when I see my girlfriend making out with Jason. I excuse myself and run out of the venue, my breath choppy and my vision blurry. I end up leaning against the stone wall of the bar, tears unknowingly flowing down my face, ruining my makeup.

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“See I told you these guys were good” Janis shouts over the crowd to state the obvious as the show ends and people start to part ways.

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The band comes out to cool off with the audience who is left, Janis, Damien and Cady being a group of them. “Holy shit” Janis says under her breath as she watches the singer and the bassist start making out. “Ohh fuck” Damien finishes Janis’ sentiment of shock as they witness the guitar player stumble out of the bar. “should we go see is they are okay?” Cady asks, Janis and Damien put their drinks down as if the question had restarted their brains and placed them back into reality. The group then follow the girl outside where they find her sat in the floor against the brick wall, her knees up to her chest, hands covering her face.

“Cady go find Aaron, drummer boy and let him know his sister is a mess but to not to worry, Damien go make sure singer or bassist does not come out here” Janis quickly springs into action.

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She cheated, she fucking cheated with our bassist. Does she even know that I saw? Would she even care? I can’t believe that she che- “hey, is it okay if I touch you?” I girls voice breaks me out of my thoughts suddenly. I slowly take my hands away from my face and nod, observing the girl. She’s from my school, I’ve seen her before.

She slowly sits down next to me and takes a hold of my hand. That’s when it hits me. It’s my brother’s girlfriend’s ex. What was her name? Janine? No Janis? Yes Janis. Why was she at our gig? “Your girlfriends a douchebag” she says with a sad smile “you mean my ex girlfriend” i say barley above a whisper, my voice threatening to crack. “hey why don’t you come with me and my friends, we are going back to Damien’s to binge watch crappy VHS films and drink shitty beer. You down pretty girl?” She says reeking of confidence and hope that she can lift my spirits. Shrugging I agree before I am swept off of my feet and into a car with two new people and Janis.

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Y/N SAMUELS is sat next to me right now. Definitely not something I expected to be saying. She’s like a goddess. She’s worse than plastic, she’s like stained glass. Fragile as fuck but so breathtakingly beautiful. I don’t know much about her but I know I need to have her.

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I’m sleepy upset and now in a car with two randoms and Janis Imi’ike, not that I’m complaining. She’s really pretty the more I look at her. She rocks a cropped mötley crüe T-shirt with some black baggy jeans and docs. Her style has got to be one of the best I’ve seen even at school she somehow manages to catch my eye in the hallways or in classes. The car comes to a halt and I look at her again, now she is looking back at me with a grin, her hand held out ready for me to take it.

Damien’s basement is really nice, it’s been converted into a makeshift cinema room with two sofas, one of which being a two seater the other being a one seater. “Nice place” I say nodding my head at Damien “why thankyou my new pocket sized lesbian friend” he quips back. “Rude, for your information you’re just freakishly tall” we all laugh a little, his and Cady sit on the two seater while Janis who is still holding my hand guides us to the one seater. Putting a blanket over us to keep us warm she then places her hand on my waist while Damien starts playing a movie. I instantly recognise it as the conjuring 2013. Smiling I look up at Janis and say “it’s like he knew I would end up here tonight” she chuckles and shakes her head.

Never in my life did I think Y/N would be here hanging out with the three of us in Damien’s basement, a week before junior year, watching the conjuring. We are about half way through the movie when she moves so she is laid on top of me straddling my waist and cuddling me, her face nuzzled into my neck. I can smell the alcohol and weed on her but I’m not one to complain. She’s had a really rough night on top of the douchebag cheating on her. The movie eventually ends not that I was taking notice of it as all I could think about was her, I didn’t take my eyes off of her the whole time. Damien stands up from the other couch and I give him a death glare warning him not to wake her up. He smiles and comes over, gently tapping her shoulder, waking her up. “Hey fun sized, wanna play a game with us” he says smirking, I look over at Cady, she too has a shit eating grin on her face. What were they scheming this time? She rubs her eyes and nods a little. “Mh. What game?” She asks a valid question “dare or drink” he goes back to behind the couch and pulls out a cooler full of ice cold drinks. Like a switch has flipped she removes herself from my body. And sits on the floor next to the small coffee table. We all do the same, grabbing drinks and opening bottles. “Cady I dare you to make an Instagram account under the name ‘Caddy Heroin’ and follow the first five people who pop up” I start off strong, to this Cady puts the drink to her mouth and takes a big gulp. Earning a boo from the latter. A few turns go by and Damien turns to me and y/n pointing at us. “You two seven minutes in heaven right now or drink the rest of your bottles” he says with a smirk. Laughing y/n gets up with a stumble and holds her hand out for me. Her bracelets glistening under the dark light, I take her hand and pull her with me to another room in the basement. As soon as the door shuts I place my hands on her waist and push her body trapping her between me and the door.

Maybe I was drunk or maybe it was just the fact that Bea cheated on me but I decided to be reckless. When Damien proposed seven minutes in heaven I decided to take the offer up, Janis pulled me into the next room, pinning me against the door and attacking my lips, then that turned to my neck and I think you know what happened after that, we had Damien knocking on the door declaring we haul our asses out of the supply closet before he comes in and drags us out. Once out of the closet ;) we played a few more rounds before I ended up asleep on Janis again. By 2am we were all asleep.

7am the next day

I wake up to the sound of someone snoring, looking around the room I see Damien and the new girl on the other couch sprawled out, an ungodly sound coming from the boys mouth. Looking up I see Janis Imi-ike my longtime crush and Regina George’s ex girlfriend with her arms wrapped around my waist. I use the fact that everyone is asleep to make my escape. Before leaving I write my number down on a piece of paper and place one of my bracelets on Janis’ wrists.

part 2

QUEEN POSTED GUYS 💁‍♀️

Seeing Double

Capri Donahue x Jos Cleary-Lopez x fem! reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut— group sex, oral, fingering, toy use, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, squirting, slight degradation, pet names(all reader receiving), dacryphilia(Jos), face-sitting(Capri)

In which, Capri’s birthday surprise for reader has her seeing double…literally.

Hearing the familiar jingle of keys, your head flicked up to look at the door as you tossed your phone aside. Capri was finally home from work— after nearly three months of being on set for most of her days to film a movie. You knew they wrapped filming last night and that she’d be home today, right on time for your birthday.

“Hi, honey. I’m home.” Capri pushes the front door open, “I brought someone with me.”

“Oh— I’m not dressed for comp—”

“Oh, she doesn’t care, right Jos?”

Still flustered, despite her assurance, Jos walks in. You stopped in your tracks like moose in the headlights. “Jos— this is Jos? Capri, is this some kind of sick joke?”

Capri bit back a smirk, “She was my stunt double for the movie. Freaky, huh? I thought about what you said awhile ago, about how one of your fantasies was to have a threesome. Then, well…”

“You’re here discussing something I told you in private with a co-worker— or friend, sorry.”

“I mean, she’s okay with it.” Capri shrugs, “That’s why she’s here. I know you’d like it, I’d be willing to try it. And if you do want it—”

As she spoke, your mind wanders, gaze falling between Capri and then Jos. Little by little, you were fantasising about what this night could lead to. Feeling a hot flash, you swallowed thickly, leaned closer and grabbed her wrist, “Let’s do it.” You whispered into her ear. Capri picks you up and your legs bracketed her sides. She crashes her lips onto yours, tenderly but equally as eager as you were. Jos trailed after the two of you, shutting the bedroom door while Capri set you down on the mattress. “What’s in that bag?” You ask her breathlessly as she was very impatiently yanking your clothes off of your body.

“Show her, Jos.” Capri grins, sticking her tongue in your mouth to explore each and every little bit of it. The girl poured the contents onto the bed, but now you couldn’t see it because of how you were lying down. “Toys.” Capri chuckles lowly, reaching back to a vibrating egg. Swiftly, she turned it on and spread you open to slide it in. You groan, slightly taken aback by how fast she was going. Before you knew it, Jos was lying next to you while Capri attacked you with kisses, pinching your nipple between her fingers. You seethed, they laughed. “Aw, already, baby?” Capri teased, finger tracing your jaw as she relocated herself to your jaw and neck. You squirm, a pathetic little whimper falls from your lips. Then she pulls away, just straddling you as she watched your face contort. She and Jos shared a look, then she slid her way down to the juncture between your thighs while Jos took her place. You gave Jos a nod of approval before she proceeded to kiss you, a hand groping your breast at the same time to make you—

“Fuck!” You yelled, feeling Capri randomly pressing down on your clit with the tip of a vibrator forcefully. Your hands that were gripping the sheets beneath you were now trailing along Jos’ back, to keep her from moving away. She doesn’t resist but kisses you back with the same desire. “y/n, open up.” Capri’s hands massaged your thighs, as if to coax them to spread open. And you did, doing as she asked. You feel her pull out the egg, her two fingers entering you in the next second and Jos capturing your peaked pink nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip. “Ah, fuck.” You licked your lips, gnawing onto the bottom one.

Capri went at a relaxed pace, and you didn’t like it. You wanted her to go faster, but she didn’t want to do that. Wanting nothing more than teasing you and making you whine all night long. “Capri…” You whimpered. “What, baby?” She coos, fingers beginning to pull out of your heat. “Don’t stop.” You begged desperately, “Don’t stop.” Your head was thrown back reflexively to allow Jos easier access to it and feeling her wetness through her shorts— on your core, was not helping your neediness.

“Jos~ You wanna open her up with the strap?” Capri suggested, holding onto the harness.

“Gladly.” Jos climbs off of you, leaving your lips lonely. You cried in frustration, urging Capri to slid up next to you while Jos got undressed and put the harness on.

“What’s wrong, pretty girl? You want me to cuff your hands together?” She brushes the hair out of your face, watching you breathe raggedly, licking and biting down on your lips while you squirmed uncomfortably.

You shook your head vigorously, telling her no. Your voice was shaky as it would when you wanted to cry. And you did want to cry, you were frustrated and vulnerable in front of not one but two people. Including a stranger. You then felt a dip in the mattress by your legs— Jos. Kneeling before your cunt in between your open legs. “So hot.” Jos grumbled, “Are we making you cry, babe? You can’t wait anymore can you?”

Capri gives you a sickeningly sweet smile before roughly squeezing the fuck out of your tits. Tears fell from your eyes, somehow making them more worked up. Especially Jos. “Can I sit on your face, baby? Think you can fuck me with your tongue and make me come all over your pretty little face?” Capri asks. You said yes, immediately. She thought for a moment before climbs onto you, her ass in your face and her face in your cunt. She spread your lower lips open, allowing Jos to push the strap into you while Capri sucked on your clit. You cursed aloud, hands finding their way onto Capri’s ass cheeks and grabbed them before you licked a stripe up from her tight hole to her clit. She chuckles against your clit, making you moan. You feel the tip of the shaft, then Capri telling Jos to go for it, “She can take it. Right, y/n?”

“Yes.” You scoffed, “Just fuck me, fuck me however you want.”

Capri showed her displeasure but sitting even closer to your face, nearly smothering you. At the same time, the entire length was pushed into you. You yelled, the volume muffled by Capri’s ass and cunt on your face as you lapped at her folds. “Princess, I swear to God, I will tie your hands up if you keep this attitude up. That or I’ll shove your underwear into your mouth to shut you up.” Her words were threatening, but her tone was sweet. It was neither this nor that, making you a flustered mess beneath them while you were finding it harder than ever to keep at your task of fucking Capri with your mouth. A whine was all you could manage after what she said. Jos picked up her pace after hearing what Capri had just told you, walking the arousal spilling out of you, your cunt glistening because of their doings. Your breathing hitches when Jos hit a particularly deep spot, causing your mouth to stop its movements. Capri didn’t even allow you a second before she slapped your pussy, you grabbed her ass cheeks tighter on reflex, “Fuck you.” She pinches your clit, “That, you are. Keep going, baby.”

Rubbing circles on the bundle of nerves with her hand, and Jos relentlessly impaling you nonstop, your arousal builds up to its highest point so quickly. You could barely process a thing, and were only dragged back into reality when you feel Capri’s muscles tensing around your tongue, so you removed it. To spite her. She smacks you again, wanting you to suffer a little. And see you squirm. Jos slowed down to a halt and pulls out.

“Make me cum.” She demanded. “Make me or Jos is going to pull out right now so you can’t.”

Obviously intimidated, you reattached your lips around her clit and sucked it repeatedly. Your tongue lapping up her juices that were dripping down your chin, giving it a glaze. You alternated between two techniques and it wasn’t long before you felt the erratic clenching and pulsing of her walls and clit. Capri comes undone, filling up your mouth with her cum that you swallowed. You had to because otherwise you’d just choke to death underneath her as she kept filling you up. Your tongue carries on poking her to a point of overstimulation— you wanted her to beg you to stop. You wanted it. After all she’s been putting you through so far with Jos. “Say please, Capri.” You chuckled against her heat. She lets out a high pitched whine, still unwilling to give in. “I’ve been holding it in, Capri. If I let go, both of you will be soaked and you know it.”

She doesn’t give you a verbal response but took the chance to climb off you. Once she was laid next to you, she attacks your mouth with hungry kisses, cleaning off her cum from your mouth, chin and jaw. She sucked at a sensitive spot in the crook of your neck mercilessly, forcing you to make the noise they wanted to hear. “Make all the noise you want, y/n. I could never be so cruel to my baby…moan for me, birthday girl. I wanna hear it. All of it. Let me hear just how good we’re making you feel.” Your body takes her words as the cue to finally open up and let those noises be heard. The coil in your core re-tightens as Jos picked up her pace again, stopping the languish speed that kept you just stimulated enough.

With that and Capri fondling with your breasts like they were stress balls, your back arched off the mattress and you unraveled feeling every single sensation intensely: the clenching of your walls, the achey pulsing, Capri pinching and twisting your nipples, Capri staring right at your face through it all, Jos pounding into you endlessly poking at your g-spot— maybe deeper. You feel a new wave of something build up in your core, and seconds later it just gushes out of you. You could feel it too. “Keep going. Give me another one.” Capri kisses you sweetly, caressing your cheek, “Can you give me another one, princess? Just one more?”

“Yes.” You responded through a cry because Jos had also gotten the cue from a flick of Capri’s finger to enter you again. “Fuck!” You panted, back arching even harder this time around. Jos tried to hold you back, but Capri fought to do it. “Oh— oh, my God. Oh, my God—” There was no holding back from you— the tears, the moans, the screams. Capri’s weight was on your abdomen, forcing an intense high to course through your body. You convulsed, crying as you came down from it. She shushed you, whispering sweet words into your ears. “That’s it, baby…that’s it. You’re okay. Look at you, so gorgeous. You did great.”

You pushed yourself to sit up, finally coming face to face with Jos. Capri lets out a laugh in disbelief, “Oh my fucking God, Jos— she actually made you cum without even doing anything? Wow.”

You clamped your legs shut as the sobriety begins to hit. “Um— tha—thank you- I- that was…good.” You grabbed a random corner of the blanket and just hoped that it’d cover you up. Capri rolls over, laying flat on her stomach as she captures your lips into her own, “Happy birthday.”

“Oh, yeah. For sure.” You grinned, kissing her back.

“I love you.” Capri cups your cheek, “So much, baby.”

“I love you, too, Capri.” You answered earnestly. Then you followed her gaze which landed on Jos. You and Capri shared a glance, “What do you say we…get in the shower, get ourselves cleaned up and take care of Jos?”

You looked at Jos who was removing the harness. She stops, eyes meeting yours. “Take care of…me?”

“Yeah, we can’t just let you go home without ‘returning the favour’.” Capri giggles. “You up for it?”

Jos shrugs, “I’ve got all night.”

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