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itsmadamehydra · 11 months

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Doll Face | Fezco Euphoria

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Pairing: Fezco x Latina!Mouse sister! reader

Summary: Mouse's sister was an excellent girl, a good student even, until life happened and she had to leave every dream behind. A particular friend was left behind too in the process. Years later, they meet again, but they aren't the kids they once used to be.

Warnings: 1.8+ words, mouse sister, drug life, language, non-desired-sexual situations, forced sexual labor, exploitation of teenage girl, abuse, abusive household

a/n: Ok, Spanish is my first language and English second, so I apologize for any grammar mistakes. Second, I tried to research if Mouse was of any latin american origin, but I couldn't find any information. The actor is referred to as Lating King, so I'll use that as a reference. Thank you for reading! Hope you like it. Any suggestions will be highly appreciated <3

It had always seemed funny to you. The reaction on people’s faces when they came to know whose sister you were. At first, you were proud, sort of. You knew your family didn’t dedicate themselves to an average 9-5 job pretty early. But that never stopped you from feeling happy by having them around you most of the time.

It was like a dream at first. You would come from school, and your mama would always be beside your papá, talking about something you were too young to understand thereupon. Your big brother was known to be in his room with his friends, and you weren't allowed inside.

That didn’t bother you. It never did because at the end of the day, you would all sit down to dinner together and it felt amazing having to see people gather random things to use as chairs because there were just too many people.

It all just seemed like a big diverse family. You loved it.

You were a straight-A little girl type, and papá always made sure to share with you that you would be the first of the family to ever go to college. You were going to become the pride of your family.

Teachers loved you and never had any problem when you asked for extra help. Even your classmates were always helpful and nice towards you, especially one guy that you had math class with.

Fezco

He was one of the nice weird kids. He didn’t talk with anyone much, but you like to believe you were his exception.

It all started due to you not noticing the exercises at the back of the page at that time, you were sitting in front of him, and he noticed this.

“Uhm, hey, sorry, but I think your page is kinda…blank” he drew your attention by tapping your shoulder softly.

“What do you mean?” you stared at him, confused.

“Well, yeah. The back side is blank.” he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to make you understand

“There was a backside!”

“There’s always a back part in math, little girl.”

“Shit- Sorry!” you covered your mouth, embarrassed.

“What are you sorry for?” he looked at you confused.

“I- well… I cursed. Ladies aren’t supposed to curse.”

“Why?”

“It’s unethical.”

“Huh,” he inhaled, “Well, the teacher is about to collect the homework, so if you want to copy from mine, go ahead.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ok, thank you so much, Fezco.”

“Call me Fez.”

“Fezco.”

“Alright.”

After that, it seemed like he had chosen you to be his partner in any class you had together. From that moment on, he would always whisper the answers in your ear, making sure you always had the same as his.

He would even grab your homework and correct your mistakes. It seemed so easy for him that you started to believe he was a genius.

“You are one smart mathematician,” you murmured once as you lay beside him on one of the school’s rooftops.

“A what?” he moved his head to the side, trying to get a glimpse of you.

“Mathematician, you will be a great one day.’

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Oh, you know…a person who likes and is good at math.”

“Hell yeah. I'll be one, doll face.”

“Fezco! No cursing.” you giggled.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.”

You smiled, looking at each other barely, holding in your giggles.

And then everything went to shit.

“Mami! Papi! I’m home!” you entered your home with your cheeks painted and a big smile, hoping to see your parents in the living room, but only your brother was to be found with a bottle in hand.

“Hey, have you seen-”

“They ain't coming back home, little one.” he took one sip.

“What do you mean? They went on a field trip and didn’t take me?”

“Yeah. But more like they went to heaven.”

“Heaven? But that's a few hours away,” you tried, you really tried to be oblivious. Act stupid, “I read it on a map!”

“You can’t be that dumb,” he chuckled sourly, “Mom and pops are dead, and you know that.”

You stayed quiet. Looking at him and trying to keep your tears inside, hoping to be a cruel joke from your big brother.

“Now, I need you to understand something else,” he stood up, walking towards you, completely towering over you, “No more school for you.”

“What?” you whispered.

“I don’t need some governmental shit to be put inside your brain when you could be doing something more beneficial for me, us.”

“But I don’t wanna leave school,” you whined sweetly, “Papi said I would go to college!”

“Pops said it, not me,” he grabbed you from your low ponytail without pulling, twisting it around his fingers. “You’r ‘bout to learn about the family business, little sissy.”

And just like that, your life went spiraling into a deep pile of shit and more shit.

It started simple, nothing too hardcore. You prepared his pre-rolled, and he said your petite fingers were perfect for the job. Then, you started addressing him as “Mouse” since he has some respect to show or something along the lines.

And you did that for quite a long time, being grateful to keep some sort of young teen childhood innocence. Until one of his friends mentioned something about your changing body.

“Yo! Mouse! Your sister si que tiene unas lindas tetas eh! ¿A cuanto por una sobada?” they all laughed, but you knew your brother had a realization. (Your sister has a nice pair of tits, how much for a touch?)

His little sissy wasn't so little anymore. And lucky you, the neighborhood home strip club was taking applications, and they loved young girls.

“Pero mira que lindo lugar te conseguí hermanita, ¿a que no?" he laughed, licking his lips at the sight of the bare chest and intimate parts by the women dancing or waitress. (Look what a nice place I got you lil’ sissy, pretty isn't it?)

“I don’t want to be here, Mouse,” you said with a scared tone, “I don’t feel comfortable.”

“What you mean!?”

“I want to leave now, Mouse,” you said, trying to sound stern and covering your eyes to bring the different color neon lights.

If you had not, you would have seen him before he pulled you by your hair.

“Mouse!”

“Shut your fucking mouth and listen!” he spoke in your ear, spitting saliva, “You ain't eating nor coming home hasta que me traigas minimo mil, got it?” you nodded. (until you bring me at least a thousand)

“But how am I going to get you that?”

“Well, why else would I bring you here!? You got the place and a job start dancing!”

You looked at all sides, looking for some type of explanation or help, but all you could notice were a few pity looks from the women already working there.

“But…I am just fifteen, and I do not have any clothes like those,” you tried hard to convince him to take you away from there.

“C’mon I was thirteen when I banged my first chick, besides you got underwear underneath that, right?”

You nodded, unsure.

“Then don’t come back until you have that money in hand we clear.”

“Como el agua,” you murmured (like the water)

It took you some time to gather the money. It took you long enough to gather the courage to walk out of the dressing room in your underwear. Thankfully, some women there pitied you and gave you some money so you didn't have to socialize too much with the customers.

That day you became aware of how disgusting looks from men and women could be. But you became happy when at the end of the third day, the money had been collected. Until you were about to leave, the place and the owner took half of your money.

That’s when you knew that they take half of the tips, more if you get opinionated about it.

You had to work for it, they said. To start showing some more for some extra bills. To hide it somewhere, they won't see it.

Took you some time, but you felt elated when you knocked on that worn-down door you loved.

“Here’s the money,” you placed it in his hand with a smile, and he threw 100 back at you.

“Go get some work clothes and your food for a month.”

“What?”

“How old are you?”

“Fifteen”

“At seventeen, you start paying rent.”

Then, you were his investment. His friends and co-workers wanted to see you dance. They wanted to see you shake your chest and back for them. They wanted to touch you. And if you objected? A dislocated shoulder, 3 broken ribs, and black-eyed followed you for a month, and you objected…a lot.

But you learned how to handle it. You had to and became a pro. The favorite one in the club, and the best one of Mouse’s girls, even if you had to do some things you despised.

At least you were treated better.

And then, you saw him.

You were at home, doing some dances for Mouse’s people along with two other girls.

You had numbed yourself and your emotions. You had created an alter ego and a safe place in your mind where you could wander off whenever you were working. Funny enough, you had come to like dancing with a pole. You found it artistic, just not the other things it came with.

You were concentrated on grinding on top of the man beneath you, concentrated in your safe place. Ignoring his wandering hands beneath your work clothes, his groping. But some voices distracted you. You switched positions so you could stare at the men coming in.

It was a redhead, and he seemed…cute.

You could hear them going and on about quantities and deadlines, and you better pay me up before blah, blah, and more blah.

“You know what, I liked you, carrot boy,” Mouse smiled, rubbing his palms against each other, “Let me gift you with one of my best girls. Sweetcheecks, com’ere!”

“She’s busy, my man,” said the man underneath, simulating pounding into you while you kept grinding him with him groping your chest.

“Not‘nymore, fuck off,” he grabbed him by the arm and pulled the redhead to your seat, “Treat him good, will ya?”

You nodded and started doing your job. It was actually easy to please a man. Just some elaborate touching and grinding, especially grinding, and to let them touch whenever and wherever.

You could feel him looking at you, his eyes locked. Almost making you feel embarrassed by what you were doing. He seemed like the gentle type. He even kept his hands to himself. You could be wrong, and when you felt his hand grabbing you by your neck and taking you near his lips. You knew you were wrong. He needed some time before he felt full of himself and started groping you like the others.

“Doll face, is that you?”

part 2? Let me know...

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thatblackravenclaw · 1 year

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A Little Domestication (blurb)

Blog Details | Let’s take a trip

Fezco x Black!fem!reader

Warning(s): fluff, one suggestive gesture, written on my iPad so the format might be kind of weird, not proofread

Word count: 601

I stare at my hair in the mirror. My roots are puffy but I refuse to take down my twists. Deal with my natural hair is just not in my schedule right now. Where the hell is my moose? I turn around and find Fez staring at me.

“May I help you?”

“What? I can’t stare?” His eyes darken as we make eye contact. My cheeks warm up and I turn around to look over the bathroom counter.

“Stop that. Have you seen my moose? I could’ve sworn I left it by the sink.”

He walks into the bathroom and his chest meets my back. His arms wrap around mine and his cheek kisses mine, completely immobilizing me.

“You know, you look really beautiful in this light.”

“Fez, please.” I avoid all eye contact with him and focus my attention to the ceiling. Some of the little popcorn pieces are missing. There’s a spider web in the corner that I refuse to go near because no. He places little kisses on my neck and I squirm in his hold. The sensation makes me ticklish until he starts sucking on that one spot. My thighs squeeze together and I nudge him away.

“I have to be in campus in 20 minutes.”

“That’s fine. I only need 10.” His kisses not seizing, but I feel a grin pull at the corner of his lips.

“You’re insatiable. I only have one class today and it’s 50 minutes. I’ll be back before you know it. Now, if you don’t know where my moose is, could you at least hand me my hat behind you?”

He lets out a dramatic sigh before letting me go and turning around to get my hat off of the door hook.

“Fine. What time did you say to pick you up?”

“Be outside by 12:50, but I probably won’t be out until around 1 because my professor has a tendency to continue talking past our class time like we don’t have lives.”

I move around him and go into the living room to look for my bag with no luck. I look on the couch, by the couch, on the chair, and by the door. Nothing.

“Where the fuck is my-” I turn around and see Fez standing right behind me with my bag in his hand.

“Bathroom. You brought it in there when you were about to do your hair.” I take it from him and quickly peck him on the lips.

“Angel, baby. You’ve got wings. I love you.” I turn around but his hand finds my waist and turns me so we’re again face to face.

“Last time I checked, you have class at 12 and it’s,” He looks at the clock on the wall, “11:45.”

“And?”

“It takes 5 minutes to get to your class. I want a real kiss.”

“Fezzy.” He shushes me by connecting our lips. I put up little to no resistance. I smile into the kiss as I subconsciously pull him closer.

“God, do you guys do anything else besides kiss?” I separate from Fez’s lips and begrudgingly leave his hold to walk over to Ash.

“Aww, I’m sorry Ash. I’ll give you one too.” I lean down to kiss his cheek and pull him into a hug.

“Keep out of trouble while I’m gone, yeah? I’m tired of cleaning blood off of the floors.”

A ghost of a smile wipes across his face as I look him in the eyes and wait for confirmation.

“No promises.” I roll my eyes and hug him again before heading out the door with Fez.

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Over The Phone

Warnings: cursing, smut, sexting, dirty talk, daddy kink, masturbation, phone sex

Pairings: Fezco x Female Reader

Summary: In which Fezco and Y/N were talking to eachother on the phone but, the phone call took a naughty turn.

Character: Fezco (played by Angus Cloud)

Show: Euphoria

You gasped and moaned out softly as you rubbed your clit. You herd your boyfriend Fezco on the other line panting and grunting. You had just called him to say goodnight and to talk to him for a little bit.

Well, things escalated very, very quickly. Before you knew it both of you were jacking off together on the phone. It all started when while both of you were on the phone talking, Fezco had sent you a dick pic.

And of course it turned you on which made you end up sending him a pic of you with your hand in your lace panties playing with yourself. And now here you both were now, jacking off together. You moaned out more, waiting for him to tell you what to do next.

You had him on speaker phone and you were fucking lucky that you parent's weren't going to be home for the night or else you would be in so much shit right now.

"Start fingering yourself baby. Finger yourself just how I do it." You herd Fezco say. You did as you were told and sank one of your fingers into your soaking cunt. You gasped and moaned out softly when you did so. The sound of your moans made Fezco groan out on the other side of the line.

"Fuck, I love the sexy little sounds you make for me." He said as he groaned out.

"Fuck! You feel so good daddy." You moaned out.

"Yeah? Are you going to be a good little fucking whore for me tonight?" He asked as he painted.

"Fuck yes! I'll be so good daddy!" You moaned out.

"Good girl." He praised. "Now tug and twist your pretty nipples for me." He said. You once again did as you were told and tugged on your hardened nipple, twisting it as you fingered yourself. You then slid a second finger inside which made you moan out louder.

"Fuck, you're such a good girl for daddy." He moaned out.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum daddy!" You moaned out.

"So am I." He moaned out as he pumped his shaft. "Are you ready? Count of 3. I want you to cum with me baby." He said. You moaned out in response.

"1.." He said. You let go of your nipple and began to rub your clit as you fingered yourself faster.

"2.." He said as he groaned out. You moaned out as well as you fingered yourself as fast as you could. It didn't feel as good as it did when Fezco did it but, it was all you had right now.

"3! Come on pretty girl, cum for me. Cum with me." He groaned out as he came. Your legs began to tremble and you moaned out loudly as you came on your fingers. You pulled your hands away and began to suck your juices off of your fingers.

You then took a picture of yourself doing so and sent it to him. You could hear him groan on the other line when he saw the photo of you.

"Fuck. Baby girl I need you to come over, now."

"I'm on my way." You said with a giggle.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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babeydollx · 2 years

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Over The Phone

Warnings: phone sex, masturbation, dirty talk, daddy kink

Pairings: Fezco x Female Reader

Summary: pretty much just you and Fezco have phone sex lmao.

Word Count: 500+

a/n: I can't believe that I have not written for Fezco yet.

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You had him on speaker phone and you were fucking lucky that you parent's weren't going to be home for the night or else you would be in so much shit right now.

"Fuck, I love the sexy little sounds you make for me." He said as he groaned out.

"Fuck! You feel so good daddy." You moaned out.

"Yeah? Are you going to be a good little fucking whore for me tonight?" He asked as he painted.

"Fuck yes! I'll be so good daddy!" You moaned out.

"Fuck, you're such a good girl for daddy." He moaned out.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum daddy!" You moaned out.

"So am I." He moaned out as he pumped his shaft. "Are you ready? Count of 3. I want you to cum with me baby." He said. You moaned out in response.

"1.." He said. You let go of your nipple and began to rub your clit as you fingered yourself faster.

"2.." He said as he groaned out. You moaned out as well as you fingered yourself as fast as you could. It didn't feel as good as it did when Fezco did it but, it was all you had right now.

You then took a picture of yourself doing so and sent it to him. You could hear him groan on the other line when he saw the photo of you.

"Fuck. Baby girl I need you to come over, now."

"I'm on my way." You said with a giggle.

a/n: I hope y'all liked this story!

Taglist: @luversgirl

#euphoria #fezco #fezco x reader #fezco x female reader #fezco x fem!reader #fezco x f!reader #fezco x you #fezco x y/n #fezco x oc #euphoria smut #fezco smut #fezco imagine #fez x reader #fezco fanfic #angus cloud #smut

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chazzadotcom · 2 years

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Can you plz write something along the lines of reader being with Fez but when Fez as Lexi start to get too close, reader starts o hang out with Elliot more and by the time Fez realizes he's made a mistake reader is falling for Elliot already

it doesn’t matter what you do.

A/n: i haven’t watched all of the show so i’ll try and write this as best as i can!! also sorry this took so long and is quite short i got such bad writing block!!

You knew something was off the day Lexi Howard first came by the store, the subtle looks between them, the way that Fez smiled at her in a way he’d never smiled at you before. You could tell something was wrong but you didn’t want to believe it. He couldn’t be doing anything like that with her, could he?

Turns out he could.

You caught him and Lexi kissing at a random party one night, YOUR boyfriend kissing someone else. You could say it broke your heart, but your heart hadn’t been with Fez for a while, you both knew you were on the rocks you just didn’t want to admit it to each other and to yourselves.

Things changed when Elliot moved to your school, there was something about him that just made you both click. You became inseparable from his first day, he made you laugh in ways you’d never laughed before and made butterflies appear in your stomach that you’d never really had with Fez.

The only problem you had was that you were technically still together, you both had moved on from each other, you just needed to sit down with him and have that conversation.

When you both finally got round to it, there was no bad feelings, you still loved Fez and he still loved you, but you both weren’t right for each other, and that was okay, you were still friends, and it just meant you were able to explore things with Elliot and he was able to explore things with Lexi. Even if you already knew he had explored things with Lexi, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him that you knew.

You were thinking about it when you were going to split up with him, but you felt like you didn’t need to, you both had other reasons for not being together aside from him cheating on you, but could you even call it cheating if at that point your hearts weren’t even with each other.

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neon-lights-and-glitter · 2 years

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I loved your needy fez fic 🥰 could you do an established relationship fic with fez x female reader where fez is feeling a little insecure and the reader reassures him. Could be a little smutty if you’re comfortable 💓💓💓💓

Thank you so much :) Sorry this took so long, I need to get better at working on multiple things at once. Not very smutty, more implied smut, but I hope you like it :)

Even though Fezco always said that he never took anything that a drug addict said seriously, occasionally it got to him. Especially when it was someone he was close to. You were always the one he would call when it did. Fezco usually wouldn’t express that how he was feeling, but you could always tell he wasn’t his normal self.

The first night that Rue came to Fezco’s house after he cut her off, Fezco took it harder than he would admit. As soon as Rue left, he called you, asking you to come over. You showed up at his house within 20 minutes.

You and Fezco were sitting on the couch in his living room, the tv was on, but neither of you were paying attention to it. You were laying back on the armrest while Fezco laid half next to you and half on top of you, his head laying on top of your shoulder.

“Am I a bad person?” Fezco asked you quietly, not looking at you, he was afraid of your answer, he had convinced himself you would say yes, other people considered him to be a bad person just because of what he did for a living, so why wouldn’t you? You didn’t judge him based on his job though, you knew a side of him that most people didn’t.

“No, of course you’re not.” You answered looking over at him slightly “Why would you say that?” Fezco shrugged.

“I don’t know” Fezco mumbled, suddenly feeling even more insecure than he did before.

“Are you sure?” You asked him, “You know you can talk to me about anything, even when you are feeling bad about something. I won’t tell anyone, promise not to ruin your reputation or anything.” You joked, making him laugh softly, but roll his eyes teasingly.

“I think you telling all your friends how much I spoil you might already be doing that” Fezco teased, making you roll your eyes this time.

“Not my fault they noticed all the flowers around my house” You defended yourself, both of you laughing softly before falling back into a silence again.

“Rue came over earlier” Fezco said after a couple minutes of silence “Blamed me for her addiction, saying it’s all my fault, that if I really cared about her I wouldn’t have sold her drugs to begin with” Fezco said, you traced random patterns on his arm as you listened to him talk.

“Fez” you sighed softly, “None of that is your fault. If you didn’t sell her drugs, she would have gotten them from someone else, she can’t blame you for her addiction, and you can’t either. You cutting her off shows that you do care about her, she just doesn’t realize that yet. She will one day, I promise” You explained, making him nod softly, kissing your shoulder before burying his face in your neck.

“But what if it was too late for her to realize that? What if everyone thinks im a bad person? What if the only reason people want me around is to supply their drug addiction?” He asked

“Well, I don’t think you’re a bad person, I wouldn’t be your girlfriend if I did.” Fezco smiled softly against your neck, truthfully your opinion of him was one of the only ones that he cared about.

“I love you” Fezco smiled softly, pressing his lips against yours softly.

“I love you too” You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around him.

“Stay over?” Fezco asked you, making you nod.

“Of course I will” You smiled as you kissed him once again, Fezco deepening the kiss before pulling away for a moment.

“You know, Ashtray is out for the night, so we don’t have to worry about being caught” Fezco told you, moving you so he was laying back on the couch and you were on top of him.

“So that’s why you want me to stay” You teased, jokingly rolling your eyes.

“Not the only reason” Fezco said, his hands going to your hips, “want to cuddle you too, I like holding you while I sleep, I sleep better with you in my arms”

“Well, it’s a good thing I feel the same way” You smiled at Fezco, leaning forward to reattach your lips to his.

#fezco x y/n #fez x y/n #fezco euphoria #fezco x reader #fezco imagine #fezco #euphoria imagine #euphoria #fezco x you #fezco fic #fezco x female reader #fezco fanfic

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queenariesofnarnia · 2 years

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masterlist of my trash <3

all the trash i’ve written :)

stranger things

eddie munson

follow you to mordor

class of 1986

thank you daddy

marvel

bucky barnes

11:11 (fluff)

moon knight

a deal with an egyptian god

harry potter

sirius black

it’s a date

remus lupin

shy love

dc comics

jason todd

you are my sunshine

euphoria

fezco

a way with words

the little things we do

star wars

crosshair

affectionate

just hold me

tech

comfort

finally found you

late night confession

safe haven

hunter

pretty noises

desire

wrecker

just like lula

the bad batch

their general

island refuge

the general and her boys

physical touch

hazbin hotel

alastor

never underestimate the bunny

sleepover secrets

whiskey and jazz

i’ve killed you once

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rues-daya · 2 years

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met gala is today and these two are rumored to be attending!! so ….

✨ manifesting that they do attend and randomly like meet each other, so that way I can fangirl over them meeting and falling more in love with them ✨

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no-fate-but-what-we-make · 1 year

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Behind Closed Doors | Fezco

Description: you’re with Fezco in bed when Rue shows up and bangs on his door. Set in Euphoria season 1, episode 3

Pairing: Fezco x Female!Reader

A/N: The moment I first saw this scene, I knew I wanted to write something with it, but I never got around to it until now. Gif isn't mine - all credit to the creator. Enjoy xo

Warnings: drug mentions, addiction

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The sound of a fist banging on the door to Fezco’s house shook you out of your nap. “Mm, what is it, Fez?” You asked, still sleepy, stretching and turning over to face him.

“I don’t know.” Fez sighed, pulling you into him for a quick kiss. “Maybe they’ll go away if we wait long enough.”

The incessant banging continued and after a few more seconds, your boyfriend let out an annoyed grunt and shifted to get out of bed. You watched, a lazy smile on your face as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and threw it on. “Be right back.”

You didn’t necessarily try to hear, but the walls in the house could be thin so it wasn’t hard to eavesdrop on conversations.

“Who is it?” You heard Fezco ask as he walked into the living room. The door squeaked as he opened it, and you could only imagine who was on the other side. One of his clients, no doubt. “Not today, Rue. Sorry.”

Rue. Your chest constricted at hearing the younger girl’s name. You’d seen her around school before you’d graduated, and had met her a couple times since whenever she showed up asking for drugs. From the rumors, her drug habit was one of the worst out of all of Fezco’s clients, and that was seriously saying something.

“C’mon man, don’t be a dick.” The window was open, a fact you hadn’t realized until now, and you could hear the hurt in her strung-out voice.

“Nah, I’m serious. You can’t come in.”

You and Fezco had just been talking about how he wanted to set firmer boundaries with his clients and you knew this was going to be one of the hardest. He saw Rue like a little sister, and always took special care when it came to her - any other girl would be jealous of the relationship, but you saw it for what it was: guilt mixed with some fucked up version of platonic love. When the news broke that Rue had been carted off to rehab after a very nasty OD where she almost died, Fezco had been inconsolable for almost a week. Ashtray had done a majority of the deals that week and you still weren’t sure what he’d told the buyers.

“Look, man, all I- all I need is just a few OCs-”

“Sorry, I can’t help you.”

“Fez? Fez? I’ve had a really fucked up day, alright? It’s been a really really fucked up day, so I need you to open the door for me, okay? Can you open the door, please?” The desperation in her voice had tears pricking the back of your eyes. You knew that tone of voice well, memory taking you back to your dead, alcoholic mother when she’d beg you to go buy booze with the fake she’d had made for you specifically for that purpose. Addiction was a hell of a drug.

“I ain’t gon’ help you kill yourself, Rue.” His silence was deafening. “I’m sorry but you can’t be comin’ over here no more. Just go home.”

“Don’t! Fez, don’t close the-” you heard the click of the door. “Fuck! Fez-” Rue banged her fist against the storm door, “open the fucking door, please? I’m begging you, just open the door.” In a flash, you were off your feet and heading down to the front door. When you got there, all you could see was his back, his forehead resting on the now-closed door. You wasted no time, coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek in-between his shoulder blades as you held him tight. He took a shuddering inhale, bracing himself for Rue’s next words.

“Fez! You’re full of shit, man. You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers, and now all of a sudden you wanna have a fucking moral high ground?! You’re a fucking dropout drug dealer. You know that? You’re a fucking dropout drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells. OPEN THE DOOR! Fuck you! Fuck you Fez okay? Are you doing this because you care about me ? If you gave a shit about me you wouldn’t have sold me the fucking drugs in the first place but you did! You fucking did so open the goddamn door! Open the door!”

During Rue’s rant, Fez had turned around, his eyes meeting yours in one of the most tortured expressions you’d ever seen on his face. You hugged him again, your arms winding around his neck as you let him bury his face in the crook of your neck.

“I can’t do it-” He whispered against your skin, and you couldn’t fathom how Rue had heard him, but she responded like she had.

“Open the door, open the door, open the door!” The silence was heartbreaking, but you were currently torn between comforting Fez and fighting Rue for what she’d said to him even though you knew it was no use when an addict was like this. “Open the door. You did this to me! You fucking- you did this to me, Fez. You fucking ruined my life. The least you could do is open the goddamn door! I’m so serious I’m so fucking serious. If you don’t open this door right now I swear to god, I will hate you til the day I fucking die.”

“I’m sorry.”

She let out a heart-wrenching wail and smacked her fists against the storm door. “You fucking did this to me! Open the door! Open the door, Fez! C’mon man…”

Wordlessly, you took Fez’s hand and led him back to the bedroom, the sound of Rue banging on the door for far too long until she tired herself out and left.

The two of you had laid in silence and you waited without expectation until he began to speak. “I just…don’t know how to help her, ya know?” Fez murmured, staring up at the ceiling.

“She’s an addict, Fez. And you’re a dealer. You can’t control what she does and you have to let her fail on her own. It sucks but there’s only so much you can do.”

“I know.” He sighed, turning his head to press a kiss to your temple. “Thank you for being here.” After a while, Fez finally fell asleep in your arms, his breathing finally evening out after an exhausting encounter. You tucked him into bed, curling up into his side as you tried to get some sleep of your own.

#fezco x reader #fezco x you #fezco x female!reader #fezco fanfiction #fezco fanfic #fezco imagines #fezco imagine #fezco oneshot #fezco one shot #fezco angst #euphoria fanfiction #euphoria imagines

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mswritergirl02 · 22 days

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Jealousy Jealousy.

In which y/n is a bit toxic and can't help but feel jealous when Lexi and Fez hangout.

Pairing : Fezco X Female Reader

->Reader advisory: This writing includes explicit language and references to substances. It may not be suitable for all readers.

A/N: I'm now accepting requests

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Y/N was excited for her Friday night plans. She had decided to surprise Fezco, her boyfriend, by bringing over a pepperoni pizza and some of his favorite snacks. She hoped they could watch a movie together and maybe smoke a little. Y/n didn't smoke often but when she did it was usually with Fez. The idea of spending quality time with Fez always made her heart flutter. Y/n knocked twice and waited anxiously.

As she stood in front of Fez's door, balancing the pizza box and snacks in her arms, she couldn't wait to see his smile. But instead of Fezco, it was Lexi Howard, her best friend Cassie's sister who greeted her with wide eyes.

Lexi's heart skipped a beat when she saw Y/N standing there with the pizza and snacks. She knew Y/N well, having witnessed her fiery personality in action many times before. Y/N was fiercely loyal to Cassie, Lexi's sister, and would always stand up for her, no matter what. Lexi had seen Y/N's temper flare in arguments and watched her boldly defend Cassie from anyone who dared to cross her.

Now, facing Y/N's intense gaze, Lexi felt a surge of fear. Not to mention Lexi and Fez had just smoked so she was panicking, scared that Y/N knew she was high.

"Lexi?" Y/N's voice broke through the tense silence, her confusion evident.

Lexi swallowed hard, trying to compose herself. "Hey, Y/N" she managed to say, her voice trembling slightly.

Y/N shifted uncomfortably, the weight of the pizza box suddenly feeling heavier in her arms. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone sharp with suspicion.

Lexi's nerves prickled under Y/N's scrutiny, her mind racing for an explanation.

"-I was just...hanging out with Fezco," she stammered, her voice wavering

Y/N's frustration boiled over, her suspicions pushing her to continue pressing Lexi. "Hanging out, huh?" she scoffed, her tone dripping with skepticism.

"And what exactly were you 'hanging out' doing? Chatting about the weather?

" I was keeping him company ?”

Y/N's voice grew louder at Lexis comment, "Keeping him company?”

“What does that even mean, Lexi?" she demanded. Y/n's face was now bright red, the redness creeping up to her ears, and a nervous twitch now flickering beneath her eye.

"No, um, Fez just invited me because I was nervous about my play, and we ended up watching Stand By Me," Lexi hurriedly clarified, her words slightly rushed.

"And... and smoking a little," she added hesitantly.

Y/N's eyes narrowed at Lexi's response, her suspicions confirmed. "Smoking?" she echoed, her voice filled with anger. "So you're just here to get high with my boyfriend?" Her words were sharp and laced with accusation.

"Get the fuck away from the door, Lexi," Y/N spat.

Lexi glanced back at the empty couch, seeing that Fez was now gone. "He must've gone to the bathroom," she muttered, stepping back reluctantly.

Just as Y/N stepped inside the house, Fez came walking down the hallway, a half-smoked blunt tucked behind his ear. "Yo, Lexi, gonna lock u-" Fez began, before his eyes fell upon Y/N sitting on his couch, legs crossed with pizza box next to her.

Fez recognized the look on Y/N's face and the twitching of her eye having seen her like this many times before. She was mad.

"Hey, ma," Fez greeted Y/N with a smile.

"Explain," Y/N said, jabbing a finger in Lexi's direction.

Fez scratched the back of his buzzed head, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion as he glanced between Y/N's angry face and Lexi's nervous stance.

"Explain what ma ?" he grunted, his tone thick with confusion. "I was just watching a movie with Lexi, ain't seein' nothin' wrong."

Y/N's eyes narrowed, "Explain why the fuck she's here, Fez.”

Fezco's face scrunched up as he tried to piece things together. "I ain't know you was comin' through, ma,". "Just thought she needed someone to talk to, you feel me?"

Y/N's face tightened with anger. "Why's she in here with you while I'm bringing you food?" She questioned, her voice rising.

Fezco looked unsure. "Again, I ain't know you was comin', ma," he admitted, feeling kinda guilty. "I thought Lexi needed some company to talk about her play and shit"

Suddenly, Ash popped out of his room, the look of annoyance plastered on his face. "What's with all the noise?" he grumbled.

Ash spotted the pizza next to Y/n and grabbed a slice. "Oh, shit, you got pizza"

He then took a second to look between the three figures staring at him and pieced together what was happening.

"Looks like you're gonna get your ass beat by Y/n", Ash smirked.

Fez rolled his eyes, shooting Ash a glare, "Bro shut the fuck up."

"Yo go back to yo room," Fez said noticing that Ash was making himself comfortable on the couch next to Y/n.

Ash grinned mischievously, taking another bite. "Nah, I'm stayin" he replied, enjoying the drama. "This is getting good."

Y/N's frustration grew noticing Fez wasn't paying attention to her. "And what about the smoking'?" she pressed.

"Was that part of your hangout?"

Fez put his fingers to his ears remembering the half-smoked blunt he placed there. "Um, yeah, me and Lex smoked a bit," he confessed, rubbing his neck nervously.

Suddenly, Y/N noticed something that sparked her anger even further. "The fuck did you just call her?" she snapped.

If Y/N wasn’t seeing red before she definitely was now.

Fez blinked, taken aback by Y/N's sudden outburst. "Uh, I..I mean Lexi," he stammered.

Ash, who had been quietly munching on pizza, perked up at the confrontation.

"Ooh, drama," he muttered, taking another bite.

Y/N stood up, her fists clenched at her sides. "What the fuck are you still doing here?" she spat, turning her attention to Lexi, who was shrinking into the corner.

Lexi scrambled nervously to grab her purse, whispering a quick goodbye to Fez as she rushed out of the door.

Y/N walked up to Fez, jabbing her pointer finger harshly into his forehead emphasizing her frustration.

"Lex?" she said mockingly. "Lex?!" she repeated, continuing to shove her finger into his skin.

Ash smirked, sensing the opportunity to exit. "And that's my sign to leave," he declared, grabbing the box of pizza and walking off to his room but not before shooting a smirk at Fez and adding "Good luck, bro", to which Fez flipped him off

Y/n raised her finger to jab Fez's forehead once more, but he caught her wrist firmly, stopping her in her tracks. "I told you to stop that shit long time ago," he grunted, his voice rough.

"I don't give a fuck," she shot back, her tone sharp. "Why the hell are you inviting girls over to smoke and acting all lovey-dovey with them on the couch?"

Fezco was now beginning to get annoyed "You need to chill ma," he stated, his voice rising as he tried to assert his point. He hated when she got like this.

"We just watched 'Stand By Me,' for real. What's your deal?"

Now their argument had escalated into a screaming match, with neither willing to back down. Y/N reached for Fez's pants pocket. "Give me your phone then if you aren't hiding anything," she demanded, her eyes flashing with determination.

Fezco snapped, his patience long gone, he moved her hand away. "Yo, you trippen, chill the fuck out!'

"So no?" she added, raising an eyebrow. "No?!"

"Fine!" she declared, pulling out her phone and began typing a message.

Fezco's eyes narrowed snatching the phone from her hands when he saw her click on Elliot's name.

"What the fuck you doing, Y/N?"

"Yo you fucking for real?" he exclaimed, his anger boiling over as he read the message she was about to send.

From Y/N: Hey Elliot, you wanna watch a movie? We could smoke. I have some weed.

Fez's brows furrowed, "Yo and whose stash we talking 'bout?" he demanded.

Y/N's smirk widened looking to piss him off even more, "Yours baby."

Fezco's eyes narrowed. "Quit playin' games shortie," he growled, his voice taking on a low menacing tone.

He knew she was trying to push his buttons, and it was working like a charm.

"Or what?", she questioned.

"Yo, you tryna get Elliot's ass beat?" he snapped, his voice laced with warning. "Keep saying that shit, I ain't fucking with you.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, "Elliot can handle himself."

He clenched his jaw, "You think this a joke, huh?" he countered. "Trust me, you don't wanna go there."

Fez now towered over her, his piercing blue eyes clouded with anger. "Quit playing these fucking games wit me ma," his voice was low and dangerous as he lifted her chin to fully meet his eyes, giving her a final warning.

His other hand twitched. The urge to hurl her phone against the wall was almost overwhelming. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his composure before he did something he'd regret. With a heavy sigh, he deleted the message and set her phone down. Deep down, he knew she was just hurt and didn't mean anything by the message. This left him feeling guilty for the tension between them.

Realizing that Y/N had a valid point and knowing he just wanted to de-escalate the argument, Fez softened his tone slightly. "Ma you gotta chill out," he continued, his voice gentler now. "We just watched a movie and smoked, that's it. I wouldn't do you like that."

"Lexi's just a friend, she was hella nervous about a play she's putting on and needed a friend."

Fez handed Y/N his phone, his gesture a sign of trust. "Check it, ma. There's nothing on it," he urged.

I'm sorry, ma," Fez stated.

Fez's apology hung in the air, but Y/N remained stubborn, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she glared at the phone he held out to her.

"I'm sorry, ma," Fez repeated, setting his phone on the coffee table next to hers and reaching out to gently touch her arm

Y/N pulled away slightly, her expression still guarded. " I don't know, Fez," she murmured, her tone hesitant.

Fezco sighed, frustration evident in his eyes. "C'mon, baby," he pleaded, using the nickname he knew she couldn't resist.

" I messed up having her here without you knowin, I know. But you gotta believe me, ain't nothing going on with Lexi. You're the only one for me."

Y/N's eyes softened as she looked into his pleading eyes.

"My feelings were hurt, Fez," she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

"But I'm sorry for the way I acted. I might have overreacted."

Fezco pulled her close, landing a kiss on her lips before pressing his forehead against hers. "It's all good ma, he reassured her, his voice filled with affection.

"We all mess up sometimes."

As they pulled apart, Y/N met his gaze, feeling a pang of guilt. "I feel bad for scaring Lexi, I probably ruined her high," she confessed, her voice laced with remorse.

Fezco chuckled, shaking his head. "Hell yeah, yo you scary as fuck when you get like that," he joked, wrapping her into a tight hug and squeezing her ass playfully. "You crazy as fuck ma but that's why I love you”

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#euphoria #euphoria imagine #euphoria fanfic #fezco x lexi #fezco euphoria #fezco o'neill #fezco x reader #fezco imagine #fezco blurb #fezco x y/n #angus cloud

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lovelybeesthings · 4 months

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Playboy

Theodore nott x reader (3rd person)

Word count: idk (there's really not like enemies to lovers in this one maybe if I do a part 2?)

Warnings: underage drinking? Swearing not that much glass breaking

A/n: hello update on my life my mom is OKAY THANK THE LORD I change fandoms but I’ll still right Coriolanus fics if you send requests!

Summary: I was thinking about that one scene in Euphoria in the 1 ep in season 2 where Fez slashes the bottle into Nate’s head saying happy new years and was like this would make a nice fic (IM SORRY IF THIS IS PURE DOG SHIT)

Y/n L/n and Theodore Nott were both famously known in their house Gryffindor and Slytherin each had their reputation Y/n was nice and caring, Sweet a surprise she wasn't in Hufflepuff The thing that made her a Gryffindor was how bold she was and acting before thinking she had sent a lot of females to the hospital wing while Theodore was smart looks slick like a snake and in one word a Playboy doesn't matter what kind of girl she could be seeing someone he didn't give fuck.

Something they both have in common is that they have a feud Theodore has a new girl each week or even days before leaving them heartbroken and Y/n is there to heal it for them but Theo likes seeing how their hearts fall to his empty promises his empty words leaving like a ghost.

Theodore originally dated Y/ns closet friends and when he left her friend brokenhearted it sent her friend into a spiral of depression so bad that the poor girl transferred wizarding schools.

But currently, Y/n has found herself at a house party celebrating new years it had Hufflepuffs, Ravencloths, Slytherins, and Gryffindor.

Y/n had arrived earlier at the party with a few of her friends and she had on a black Minnie skirt paired with a black belt and black boots with a white off-the-shoulder top and access jewelry pretty makeup for the occasion and her (c/n) hair was in curls with the help of her friend.

Y/n took a sip of the beer she held with one hand she laid her head softly on the nearest wall her friends ditched her to go hang out with some Ravencloth boys.

The music was being blasted loudly not being to hear any small talk so she roamed the room seeing a few boys high passing a joint she was able to pinpoint one of the guys Mattheo riddle so that must mean his counter part is close by y/looked around once more spotting Theodore..

Her eyes studied him his dark brown curls his tall build and shoving his tongue down his next victim Y/n was taking her time trying to see who it was then to her horror she knew God she was going to murder him.

The girl was a fifth-year one year below them but that wasn't even the worst part she knew this girl she was a sweet Hufflepuff girl whom she tutored a bit and who she protected against a few Slytherin girls whom She had landed big hits just enough to send them a message and to the hospital wing in return the sweet girl made her baked good for a while month.

Y/n soon snapped back to reality once Theodore Watercolor's eyes met here it was honestly disgusting to seem to stare at her as he French kissed a fifth year her face scrunched up disgusted by his sick act as she finished her drink leaving to go to the kitchen for another bottle maybe something stronger to forget what she saw.

(TIME SKIP BC IDK 😣)

For a while now Y/n has been engaging in a conversation with Pansy she was the only member of Theodore's friend group she could stand and they were talking about Theodore be exact.

“It's truly disgusting I mean I've seen him bring back a lot of girls and it's been disgusting to see to make out with them in the common room but French kissing a fifth year?!”

Pansy says as she takes a big sip of her cup Y/n nods in response to her words “Does he have any fucking bloody lines!” she says scoffing as she drinks her beer.

Blind to her in the corner of the kitchen was the little sweet fifth-year “I'm going to go save the princess” Y/n remarks as Pansy grins letting out a giggle “Truly heroic!” she says clapping as Y/n makes her way into the kitchen looking down in the girl crying knees to her chest.

“Hey there my badger” y/n says as she slides down next to the girl handing her a tissue “You look beautiful tonight” The girl's eyes soften once they meet Y/ns “Hello Again..n” she lets out as she sniffs.

“What happened I saw you with him a couple of minutes ago and now I'm sitting on the kitchen tiles with you,” Y/n says trying to comfort the teary eye girl “As Theodore was kissing me he broke out of the kiss and said he spotted an old friend and I said to go say hi!” she says a small smile her cheeks stained with tears.

“After I while I was getting worried I didn't anyone here..e so I began to look for him,” she says as her voice cracks Y/n sighs “And you found him making out with this old friend right?”

Y/n places an arm I've the girl which makes her scoot closer to Y/ns embrace “You're not the first girl sadly that this has happened to” Y/n sighs as she can feel her blood boil she's going to give Theodore a night to remember for sure.

“I'll be right back just need to go to the bathroom okay?” Y/n says as she brings her beer with gets up as the fifth-year nods.

Y/n makes her way around the party and soon finds Theo he can feel the presence of Y/n behind him and slowly breaks away from his hot make-out session “Bambina leave me be for a few minutes” he says to his hookup.

“But the balls going to drop soon and I wanted you to be my first kiss off the-” she's immediately cut off “Ore” says in a stern matter with a cold state she soon backs up scoffing walking away.

“Sorry about that,” Theodore says as he wipes his mouth with a nearby napkin, and a smirk is printed on his good-looking face.

Y/n arms are crossed over my chest as she smiles stabbing her nails into her arm to try and control her anger “The balls gon a drop soon!” someone shouts his watercolor eye locked into her (e/c) eyes .

“So what did you need to talk about? You finally fell in love with me?” Theodore says cockyness in his tone “God no” Y/n says scoffing as a smile is on her face.

“Last time we were together you said you wanted to kill me,” He says smirking and arching his eyebrow staring at me waiting for a reaction “4, 3, 2,1” everyone shouts as they kiss, drink as Y/n lifts her beer “Yea well, New year playboy” she says as she smashes the glass into his he as knocking him out.

“OMG Y/n JUST KNOCKED OUT THEODORE! Everyone is stunned by the sound and the news.

PART 2??? Idk

#reader #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott angst #theodore nott x y/n #fanfic #theodore nott #theodore nott fluff #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter

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writing-with-emy · 1 year

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also!! could you do a fluffy fezco imagine? where it’s the readers first time getting high with fez and it’s super cute and giggly and stuff🫶🏼

First High. - Fezco x f!reader

Fezco Masterlist | Requests are closed!

(A/N: I finished it at like 5:15 am, german time, and I hope you like it!) Shipping: Fezco x f!reader Summary: You know Fez for quite a while, so it wasn’t your first Time seeing Fezco smoking a Joint, but well, the last time you were over you guys talked. You let it slip that you also wanted to try smoking too, and after convincing Fez to smoke your first ever Joint with him, with the argument that it would be better if it was with him instead with some random person at the next Party you attend. Wordcount: 3,3k Warning: Fluff!, English is not my first language, Use of Drugs (weed), friends to lovers, female reader, talk about shitty family/ drug addicted parent, abusive step-parent, cuss ords, a bit angst at the end (sorry couldn't resist.) Notes: My first Fez one, could be a bit out of character. I never smoked one before, I wanna try it honestly, but all my friends I know who did it stopped. So it’s probably a bit shitty. And I decided it’s going to be a friends to lovers, like a High love confession. NOT PROOF READ!

You walked the pavement to Fezcos house, to be true you are a bit nervous, since you know what is going to happen today, but especially because you don’t know if you could hold your secret you kept all this time alone for you. You know Fezco for a really long time, you've been Best Friends all your life, which also meant that you also took care of Ash and their Grandma. They knew they could always count on you, no matter what. For Ash you became something like a Big Sister, but mostly you became a mother figure to him. Since their Grandma became sick, you were the only mother figure he had left. To tell the truth about their Grandma, the first time Fezco brought you to their Home, she was suspicious about you, she didn’t trust you. She knew your Mom, who was a Junkie back in the days, with an abusive Boyfriend who got your Mother in these things. She first thought you just befriended Fezco, so you could steal from them for your Mother and her Boyfriend, but once she realized Fezco became friends with you and brought you often over because your Stepfather hit you and you sometimes for days alone, she became fine with it. The first time she saw you with a bruised eye, she didn’t need to ask, the one time she saw how her Boyfriend even handled everything with her, how intimidated she was of him. So she kinda raised you two, you sometimes even helped him, mostly so you could faster spend time with fez and ashtray.

Well back to now, to this Moment. You lied to your Mom a couple of Minutes ago, you told her you would sleep over at one of your Friends Houses, better to say at Lexi’s House, since she and Suze are really close Friends. You told Lexi about it, and that she should tell her Mom about it. You Mom became clean a couple of years ago, you loved her for it, but she became more strict because of it, which you didn’t mind. But she became especially strict when Fez came up in one of your conversations. She knew what happened to his Grandma and that he is now the one dealing all the stuff. She doesn’t want you around that stuff, one because she doesn't want you to go the same path as her, second because she doesn’t really think that Fez is that good for you. She is thankful that he and his Grandma took care of you back then, but since she is clean she doesn’t think you need to be around him anymore.

With one last little shake of your head to get the thoughts of your mother out of your head you ring at Fezcos door. Not even five Minutes later, a Fezco in Smarties Pants opens the door. “Hey, smartie pants.”, you smiled looking him up and down. “Hey ma.”, he smiled a bit back letting you in. he closed the door behind you again once you were in. You walked into the Living Room looking for Ash, but he wasn’t on his spot on the Sofa. “Isn’t Ash here?”, you asked, putting your backpack with your Stuff beside the couch. “Nah, he left an hour ago with a Friend to sleep there.”, he said from the kitchen. You sit down on the sofa with a little smile on your lips, you know how Ash is, and how grown up he is sometimes, so hearing that he does stuff that normal 14 year olds normally do makes you smile. “Here.”, Fez stood in front of you with a smoking cup in front of you. “Thanks.”, you took the hot cup out of Fez Hand putting your feet up on the couch. Fez knew you really well, everytime you were nervous you drank a hot tea to calm your nerves, so knowing that you are going to smoke your first joint today, made you nervous which is totally okay. “Does your Mom know you’re here?”, he looked at you getting his stuff out to roll a joint. “No, I told her that I’m sleeping over at Lexis. I’m Happy that at least her Mom is relaxed enough to play along with such little lies.”, you said while taking a sip. “Does Lexi know what you wanna do?”, he questioned while taking the weed out of a little bag. “No..”, you hesitated but you saw a little smile turn up on Fezcos lips. “I just told her that I'm staying with you tonight and that my Mom would kill me if she knew about it.” “Well, she would kill you even more if she knew what you wanna do.”, he said while using the Grinder. “That’s true.”, you hit your smile behind your cup while taking another sip. “You really sure you wanna do it, ma?”, he looked at you from the side, opening the Grinder without looking. “Yeah, I mean I’m here and didn’t back out.”, you said, putting the Cup down. “You can always say no, you know?” “I know Fez, but I'd rather do it with you instead someday at a random Party with some weird ass people.”, you stated while taking the remote to turn the TV on. The next couple of Minutes both of you were silent, it wasn't weird for you two to just sit quietly in the Living Room. Only Existing between the two of you. You loved it, because it can just be as simple as that between you two, you didn’ need words to have a good time. You switched through the TV channels, not really deciding what to watch, so you just switched to Netflix looking there for something. Out of the Corner of your eye you saw, Fezco putting the shredded weed in the Paper, before he rolled it and licked the Paper to close it. “I’m done if you want to start.”, he said looking at you. “In a Minute, I need to change ín something Comfy, before we start.”, you said, grabbing your backpack going to the Bathroom. You heard him giggle a little, which put a smile on your Lips.

In the Bathroom you put your hair in a Bun, changed your jeans into some shorts, and your shirt in one of Fez ones which you stole a few weeks before. With your Backpack you go back to Fez who looked at you with a little smirk. “Is that mine?”, he asked, pointing to the Shirt. “It was yours, now it’s mine.”, you smiled, sitting down next to him. “It looks better on you than on me.”, he said while a little blush creeped on your cheeks. “Oh shut up.”, you pushed him on the shoulders. “Why? It's the truth.” You tried to hide the grin which was coming up, but you couldn’t. “So what you’re we starting now or do wanna drink out your tea first?”, he asked, looking at you taking the Joint from behind his ear.

You thought for a moment, putting a random Series on. “I can drink it while we do it.”, you stated finally. You watched Fez putting the End with the Filter between his lips, you already saw it a million times, you even were with him when he smoked his first one, but no matter how often you saw it you could never not watch him. His look was concentrated on lighting the Tip with the Lighter. The Flame lighting his Face a bit while burning the paper and already some of the weed smoke rising up from it. Every Time you saw it, it felt like the first time a bit, but instead of not taking the Joint, you sit here years later trying it for the first time. You watch him closely how he inhaled the smoke, taking the joint away, putting his head back blowing a cloud of smoke out. You watched the smoke dancing in the air while fading slightly, everytime it looked beautiful. A sight you neve could get enough from.

“You ready, ma?”, he looked at you holding the Joint to you. “Yeah.”, you said, coming back from your kinda trance. You took the joint out of his Hands between your thumb and index finger. “It’s easy once you know how, it could sting a bit once the smoke is in your lungs and your throat is probably burning.”, he explained while turning.

“I know, I saw how you coughed after your very first hit of one.”, you said smiling. “So I am allowed to laugh?” “Yeah because I did it too.” He just smiled a Moment at you before continuing. “So it’s easy, you put the end between your lips, just inhale the smoke in your mouth before you take the Joint away to Inhale it in your Lungs. But don’t inhale for too long.” You did as you were told, you put the End between your Lips and started to Inhale it. You felt the Smoke fill up Mouth, then you took the Joint away and inhaled and there it was the Burning in your throat and the little Sting in your Lungs which made you cough up. Fezco started laughing while taking the Joint back from your Hand, you grabbed your CUp, with your warm tea to take a sip, so once you came down you put it down. “You good ma?”, Fez looked at you. He studied your face, like he often did when you were with him, the frown between your lips slowly goes away while your Face muscles relaxed again. No matter how often he looked at your face, it was like he always spotted something new on your face, even if it was already there and he had seen it a million times. “Yeah, I think my Lungs need just time to calm down.”, you said laughing slightly.

The Next minutes you just looked at the TV, both of you didn’t really pay attention to it, so you already missed the first episode and half of the second one. The next time you wanted to give it a chance, you just took the Joint out of Fezcos Hand and put it between your lips. You inhaled the smoke again, just like Fez told you a few minutes ago, but this time you didn’t cough as much, it still burns and stings a little but it was better than the first time. “See it’s better.”, he said while putting an arm around you. “Yeah.”, you said laughing slightly. Fez took the Joint Back to inhale the smoke, it was already halfway done by the second hit you took because he smokes most of it. You took the remote and ended the Series you were watching. “What are you doin’?”, he asked with a confused frown putting itself on his face. “This shit is boring. I wanna watch somethin’ funny.”, you said looking at him. He looked in your eyes, seeing them getting redder and more hooded by the time and to tell the truth, you felt yourself getting relaxed by every second that passed. Your Body sank more into the couch and into Fez, you became a light headed feeling and just in all you felt relaxed.

You turned your face back to the TV and put on the ‘Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood’(While I’m writing this I watched it btw) to watch. It might not be the best decision but the Movie was funny and you loved it. A while later you took the Joint again and took a hit without coughing. “Hey, you gettin’ better Ma.”, he smiled. You just grinned at him before turning back to the TV.

You both just couldn’t stop laughing, from the beginning on the Movie was hilarious as hell. “Fuck, how can this be your favorite Movie?”, he laughed looking at you. “Let me, this Movie is Funny as hell! The part where he punched his Grandma in the Face or his Cousin with the bunny shoes?! That shit is Funny!”, you laughed. “Nah man, there are movies funnier than this one.”, he said grinning. “You didn’t just say this.”, you gasped, widening your eyes as best as you can. “Yes I did.”, he just laughed. You took your Pillow you always took with you when you sleep anywhere out of your backpack and started to hit him. “Hey, Okay- Okay Stop.”, you got it that he was laying down on the Sofa and you were sitting. “Say that the Movie is good!”, you said grinning. “Will you stop then?”, he asked. “Yes.” But faster than you can react the Pillow was out of your Hand thrown on the other empty sofa next to yours, you jumped up trying to get to the Pillow, but since the Joint hasn’t really the same effect on Fez as it has on you, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you back on the Sofa next to him.

“Hey, that's unfair!”, you said laughing. “Nah it’s not.”, he laughed with you. The pull from Fezco pulling you back plus you being High, made you fall down on the Sofa, so you changed your position to look at him slowly coming down from your laughing fit.

“What’s up?”, he looked at you with a smile. “Nothing, I just like it… Like that, y’know?”, you smiled looking at your Hands. “Like what?”, he put his arm on the sofa back. “That, you and me. This all to be honest.. Shit, even if it never was really easy with our lives, I’m happy that we always had each other and that you were always there for me.. Even your Grandma.though she didn’t really liked me at the beginning.”, you laughed slightly. “I’m Happy too ma. You know, I bet Ash wouldn't have been half as he is now, when you wouldn't have been there.”, he smiled at you in his eyes, nothing more than adoration and softness. He put his Hand on your knee drawing little circles with his thumb on it. “Oh shut it, I bet he would’ve turned out as much as he is now, even if I wouldn’t have been here.”, you said, rolling your eyes. “Nah, never ever probably worse than now.” “Wow, you have much hope in your Brother.”, you said sitting up. “Not him, me, I don’t know what I would’ve done without you. I probably turned him worse after everything with Grandma and shit.”, his Hand never leaving your knee. “No, don't think of you like that. You were perfect, shit. You were there for your Grandma, Ash and me, I have no Idea how you did all this shit at such a young age but you did. I was just a little help for Ash and your Grandma.”, you said, putting your hand on his. “You know, that she would kill you right now? Hearin’ you call her only my Grandma, when she told you more than once that you can call her also Grandma?”, he laughed. “Yeah, especially after I also washed her. But let's not talk about that too much or else she is gettin’ up on her bed comin’ over and slap me right here.”, you giggled. “If she could, she definitely would.”, he said grinning. “Fuck, remember the one time you snapped at me because of all the stress and out of nowhere she just hit you at the back of your Head?!, you laughed. “Shit, yeah I sometimes feel that hit still.”, he laughed. “Grandma was a really great Person, fuck I wish she wouldn’t have gotten that shit.”, you said laughing. “Yeah, than would everything different now.”, he said grinning. You have no Idea how long you two sat there just talking about Fezcos Grandma, she really was a person where you needed to be sure to be on her good site, because you really didn’t wanna be on her bad site.

“Fuck, she really was one of a kind.”; you laughed holding your belly who hurted. Once you both calmed down you just looked at him grinning, moments like this were your favorite ones, and as you found out they were even better when you were high. You don’t know what made you say the next couple of words, if it was out of the moment, the weed or just something in you finally wanna spitting it out, all you know is that you just did it. “I love you, Fez.”, you said smiling looking at him. “I love you too, Ma.”, he said smiling at you, but by the way he looked at you, you knew he didn’t really get it. “No, like love love, not platonic.. more like in a I had a crush on you for a couple of years..”, you said, your smile slowly fading a bit. “Shit, you’re high you don’t mean it.”, he said laughing slightly. “Well, wrong. Like yeah I’m high, but the love part is true. I probably shouldn’t have said it, but it just came out. I’m sorry.”, you said, kinda realizing what you just have done. “Shit really?”, he asked, looking at you. You just nodded. You put a bit of space between the two of you, not knowing what is coming next. “Why are you telling me that now?”, he asked just looking at you. “I don’t know why it just came out, maybe it's the Weed, maybe the heat of the Moment. I have no plan.”, you said, nervously playing with your hands. “Shit, couldn’t have told me that earlier?”, he asked, putting the second joint out, you two just smoked. “What do you mean?”, you asked. “Than I hadn’t listen to about all that Heartbreak of the last few years.”, he said smiling. “Oh shut up, you could’ve done also a move.”, you said, hitting his shoulder. “Well, I can do one now.”, he just stated. Just before you could ask what it meant, you felt two lips on yours, you were shocked at first but you came fast back to earth and kissed him back. You tried not to giggle, because of his beard but once you two separated you giggled. “What?”, he asked. “Your beard tickles.”, you giggled at him. “I can shave him off.”, he just stated. “No, I like it, plus without the beard, you would probably like sixteen.”; you stated. You both started to laugh again, your head against his chest feeling how it raises and sinks down through the laughing.

Once you calmed down, he put his arms around you pulling you on his lap. “We should do this more often.”, you said grinning, while putting an arm around his neck. “What?” “Smoking, I like it.”, you said, smiling at him. “Well, that means that you need to lie more to your mom then.”, he said with one hand around your waist and the other one on your thigh. “Mh, I'm just balancing the lies part of our relationship out. Y’know for all the times she told me she was gonna leave her ex-boyfriend and stop doing drugs when I was little.”, you said.

The Evening, ended with you and Fez falling asleep on the couch and Ashtray coming home finding the both of you cuddled up together with the blanket around you guys. Even though he has no Idea what happened last evening, he could tell that something changed between the two of you just by the way your faces looked while you’re sleeping. So when he saw you guys kissing once you woke up and made something to eat for the both of you because it's already afternoon, he couldn’t resist smiling. He loved the both of you and it just made him happy to know that y’all are now a full family, even more now than before.

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I really loved loved loved loved loved your Dangerous Woman fic (I miss when Euphoria was so hyped) so I wanted to request a Fezco x dealer!reader?

I just think it's so badass and hot- ugh. Love it.

Oh thank you so much for your kind words! I've been getting so much love lately from my anons- I literally love all of you. Dangerous Woman is one of my favorite fics too, I love it with all of my heart- it's my baby.

"You again?" Fez asks, stepping further past me and into my apartment with an exasperated sigh and I smirk, taking a second to peak out into the night, making sure he wasn't followed or tagged.

"Nice to see you too, Fezco." I chuckle, locking the door before turning to look at him with a simple tilt of my head.

It's been almost two months since we've seen each other, normally seeing each other in business type situations but the last interaction was anything but business. I can still feel the way that his hands felt against my hips, the way his lips felt against mine and- based on the look in his eyes as he stares at me from across the room- I can tell he feels it too.

"Since your punk of a brother killed my boss, I've had to step up and put on my big boy pants." I toy with the waistband of my sweatpants teasingly as I step up to my table, slipping down into the seat before motioning for him to sit down across from me. He does what I say and splays his hands out on the table in front of me, further distracting my mind from the wads of cash and drugs strewn out across the table.

"Yeah, well they suit you." He flirts with a sheepish blush on his cheeks.

"Thanks, big boy." I sigh, clasping my hands beneath my chin. "So what can I do for you today?"

"I need you to spot me some molly. There's a fuckin' party tonight and Ash wants to sell." He explains and I scoff, looking around expectantly.

"Why isn't Ash here then?"

"I think he's afraid of you." Fez laughs, leaning back in his chair as his knees spread tantalizingly, my eyes trying so desperately to not look down at his thighs that I've spent so much time thinking about.

"Really?" I ask with a cute tilt of my head.

"Damn right." He nods with a proud smile, crossing his arms across his chest as my mouth waters, eyes tracing the dips of his biceps. "As he should be. You're fucking scary, man." Fez scoffs and my brows raise, my aching heart swelling with pride at his compliment.

He's not a man of many words so when his words kind and thoughtful, it means something.

"Yeah well, there's not many female dealers out there. I need to give them a name." I explain but he just shakes his head, understanding that Lori and I are the only ones around here who are even recognized as actually accredited dealers and not just random 'bits of ass' used by the male dealers.

Yes, I've actually been called that.

"You're doing a damn good job." I forget for a moment, after looking into his eyes for too long, that he's here for business and that he's, sadly, not here to flatter me like he would probably like to.

"Thanks Fezco." I smile, eyes flickering away from his own so he can't see right through my tough exterior into the interior that's completely and utterly soft for him (and his little brother though you'd never catch me admitting that. "I can spot you some molly. On one condition."

"Anythin', I'm desperate, dude." He leans towards me, biceps stretching the fabric of his t-shirt in a way that has my head spinning, my previous snarky comment thrown out the window. Fucking ass.

"You owe me dinner." I stutter out, clearing my throat to disguise the crack in my voice. Fez's eyebrows sky rocket, a cocky smile slipping across his lips and he nods as if he's processing.

"Is that right?" He teases and I immediately roll my eyes, trying to brush his joking demeanor off and I prepare myself for possible rejections. "You like Chinese?" His questions, though, restores all anxiety that I had in that brief moment of insecurity, my eyes widening in excitement.

"Of course I do." I respond breathlessly, pushing bags full of molly across the table towards him and he sends me a wink.

"I'll pick you up at eight."

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Fezco’s House Part 3 — Matilda

A Euphoria Imagine

Pairing: Fezco x female!reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: Pregnancy

Summary: Fezco finally has everything he’s ever dreamed of.

A/N: This is the final part of my Fezco’s House trilogy, an epilogue of sorts, but it can be read as a stand-alone fic, too! Based on the song Matilda by Harry Styles, but I swear it isn’t as sad as the song — it’s basically pure fluff!

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Fez walks through the back door of his house, letting out a sigh of relief as the cool air conditioning washed over him. He heads into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge and leans against the counter as he takes a long sip. His wife flutters into the room and wipes at an invisible stain on the countertop, humming to herself as she does so.

“Whoa, chill out, ma, everything looks perfect,” he says with a chuckle, and reaches out to grab her wrist, stopping her mid-wipe. He pulls her to his chest and pries the sponge out of her hands, tossing it into the sink before wrapping his arms around her waist. “What’s up?”

“I’m just worried that Cassie and Maddy won’t like our little farmhouse,” she answers with a sigh.

“Rue and Jules love it, ‘m sure Cassie and Maddy will too.” Fez leans in and kisses her on the forehead.

“Yeah, but Rue and Jules live in a cottage on the beach, not a sleek New York high-rise.” Before Fez can respond, soft cries erupt from the baby monitor on top of the fridge. Y/N moves towards the stairs, but Fez holds her back.

“I’ll get ‘im,” he says and points his wife to the fridge. “Grab a Sprite and put your feet up for a bit, ‘kay? Don’t want ya to be all riled up when they get here.” Y/N nods and grabs a soda, but instead of sitting down, she steals Fez’s spot on the counter so she can watch through the video monitor as he picks up their son and rocks him gently to get him to settle down.

“‘S okay buddy, ‘M here,” he whispers against the boy’s soft forehead. “You don’t gotta cry no more.” The baby sniffles a few times before finally quieting down, and then he burrows himself into Fez’s chest, making his dad laugh. “You hungry?” The boy makes a quiet cooing sound. “‘Let’s go see mama and I’ll get you a bottle, alright?” They disappear off of the screen, and reappear in the kitchen a minute later. Fez hands off the kid and pulls a bag of breast milk from the freezer, getting a bottle ready with world-record breaking speed.

“Hi, baby, did you have a good nap?” Y/N mutters, smiling down at her son. He giggles and lifts a hand up to grab a fistful of her hair, which makes her laugh.

“Unca Ass?” he asks, looking around the room with wide eyes.

“He’ll be back soon, baby, he’s picking your aunties up from the airport.” The boy frowns, and Y/N is worried he’s going to start crying again, but Fez swoops in with a bottle and scoops him back up.

“I’mma let you hold this, G, but don’t drop it, ‘kay?” Fez says, a stern look on his face as he hands the bottle over.

“‘Kay,” the boy responds with a serious nod. It’s one of the only words he knows, but Fez’s heart still swells each time he hears it.

A few minutes later, the front door slams open and they hear a familiar clinking sound as Ash drops his keys on the table in the entryway.

“We’re back,” he yells into the house as he races up the stairs, presumably to get away from the four loud women he had to pick up.

“Where’s my nephew?” Jules’ excited voice travels through the hallway and into the kitchen.

“We’re in here!” Y/N calls, excitement bubbling out of her and into her voice. Jules squeals and pulls Rue by the hand to the kitchen. Cassie and Maddy follow at a slower pace, taking in the framed photos on the walls as they go.

As soon as Jules is visible, the baby tries to break free. Fez notices his son’s grip loosening on the bottle and squats down a bit to catch it before it hits the floor.

“What’d I say about the bottle?” he says, giving his son a fake-glare. When the boy just giggles in return, he cracks a smile.

“Holy fuck,” Maddy says as she enters the room. “You’re, like, a dad.” Her stunned gaze is stuck on Fez and the small child squirming in his arms.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you have a kid,” Fez says as he hands the boy to Jules.

“Did you miss your Auntie Jules?” She coos at him and he nods, burying his shy smile in her neck.

“Hey, kid,” Rue says, reaching out to ruffle his hair.

Cassie runs straight to Y/N, nearly knocking her over in a hug.

“Bitch, you live on a literal farm,” she squeals. Y/N laughs and nods with a sheepish smile.

“Careful,” Fez warns, reaching a hand out behind his wife’s back to steady her. The blonde gives him a confused look, but before she can say anything about it, Maddy’s squeal interrupts.

“What the fuck is this?” Maddy shrieks as she snatches something off of the fridge. “Y/N, holy shit!” She turns to look at the woman in question, who is blushing slightly, and holds up the sonogram photos for everyone else to see.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me,” Jules squeals, reaching out with her free hand to squeeze Y/N on the shoulder.

“I’m only fifteen weeks along,” she says, shrugging Cassie off, who immediately runs to Maddy’s side to look at the pictures. “We were gonna tell you at twelve, but figured since you were coming up for Henry’s birthday, anyways, we’d just tell you in person.”

“Is Henry getting a baby brother or a baby sister?” At the sound of his name, Henry’s head pops up and he looks around the room with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Sis-er!” Henry exclaims. Though he doesn’t actually understand what a sister is, he’s heard his parents talk about it enough to know to be excited. The adults in the room laugh

“Damn, Fez, you’re going to have a daughter?” Rue says, flashing a grin at her friend.

“I can barely believe it,” he answers honestly. “We just found out last week.”

***

The next morning, Fez and Y/N wake up early with Henry while the rest of their friends sleep in. Henry nibbles happily on the Cheerios and cut-up strawberries on his high-chair tray, while Fez and Y/N sit at the table with coffee and tea, respectively. Y/N’s phone buzzes and she flips it over to reveal a text from her dad. ‘Tell Henry happy birthday for me.’ She slides the phone across the table to her husband.

“Should I have invited him?” she asks, voice soft as she looks up at him with watery eyes. “I feel bad. He just got out of rehab and he’s making an effort.”

“You don’t owe him nothing,” Fez answers, pushing the phone to the side and reaching across the table to grab her hand.

“I know, I just feel like Henry should have his grandpa in his life. And I haven’t seen him since I graduated, and…” She trails off and gestures vaguely around them, at their nice farmhouse and large plot of land.

“This ain’t got shit to do with him. We built this life together. Just ‘cause he decided to get clean don’t mean he’s changed. He’s still the asshole who sent his teenage daughter to buy drugs for him, who ignored you for years after your sister died. You don’t gotta feel sorry for leaving him behind. He left you first.” Y/N nods, and a single tear falls onto the wooden table, leaving a small water mark.

“Yeah, mommy,” Henry echoes, though he has no idea what his parents are talking about. She lets out a watery giggle and wipes at her eyes.

“You’re right,” she tells Fez through a shaky breath. “Henry’s got a whole town full of people who love him. He’ll be okay.”

“We’ll be okay,” Fez says, smiling softly at her. “Now c’mon, chin up mama, it’s not every day that your son turns one. We got a party to get ready for!”

“Party!” Henry yells, throwing his hands up in the air and flinging a Cheerio across the room.

“Yeah, buddy, it’s your party day!” Y/N exclaims, reaching over to tickle his tummy. She cocks her head at Fez. “D’you think Ash will pick up the cake for me?”

“M not your errand boy,” Ash grumbles as he shuffles into the kitchen.

“Bro, shut up, you always been my errand boy,” Fez teases, ruffling his brother’s hair as he stands up and crosses the room to make Ash a cup of coffee.

“Fine, I’ll do it. But only ‘cause Y/N shouldn’t be carrying heavy shit in her condition.” Ash plops down in Fez’s seat and crosses his arms.

“‘Her condition,’” Fez barks out a laugh. “This isn’t Victorian England, dude, you can say the word ‘pregnant.’”

“I know, it’s just weird.” A blush creeps up Ash’s cheeks as he looks down at the table in front of him. Fez sets a mug down in front of him and then pulls Ash into a headlock.

“It’s weird that she’s pregnant with my baby? That I impregnated her?” Fez yells straight into Ash’s ear. Henry giggles as he watches his dad and his uncle play-flight, and claps his hands when Fez tackles Ash to the ground and pins him there.

“Get the fuck off me, bro,” Ash shouts, thrashing to try and throw his brother off. Fez holds him there for another minute before rolling off of him in a fit of laughter. “When did you get so fucking strong, jeez.”

“Good ol’ fashioned manual labor’ll do that to you.”

“Fez? Doing manual labor? I’d pay to see that,” Maddy jokes as she emerges down the stairs.

“Hey! Who’d you think built that chicken coop? Or the fence for the goats?” Fez whines. Maddy shoots a stunned look at Y/N.

“It’s true,” Y/N confirms with a giggle. “He’s gotten really into woodworking since we’ve moved here.”

“And someone needs to take care of the fuckin’ animals.” He shoots a fake glare at his wife.

“You’re the one who wanted a farm so badly, buddy. Speaking of which, could you go pick some vegetables for the salad?”

“Yes, dear.” Fez’s tone is sarcastic and he gives his wife a mock-salute before grabbing a basket from the stack next to the back door and disappearing into the yard.

“Okay, who the fuck is that and what did you do with the real Fez?” Maddy asks, sitting down next to Y/N with a cup of coffee in her hands.

Once everyone was awake, party prep began in earnest. Much to her dismay, Y/N’s friends didn't let her help. She directed them like she was a general and they were her soldiers, and had to begrudgingly admit that everything turned out perfect. When the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the first guests, she was just putting the finishing touches on her makeup.

“Coming, coming!” she calls out as she races down the stairs. Behind the door, their neighbors Nancy and Greg are standing on the porch, holding a giant stuffed goat with a blue bow tied around its neck. “Hi, guys! Oh my gosh, that is so cute, Henry’s going to love it. C’mon in, everyone’s out back.” She ushers them through the kitchen and out into the backyard.

Once all of the guests have arrived, Fez starts up the grill and waits for it to heat up so he can start making dinner. Y/N sneaks up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist. He turns in her arms, smiling down at her. They watch as the party continues. Henry is toddling after the three year old girl and six year old boy from three doors down. When he stumbles and falls to the ground, they both lurch forwards, but Cassie beats them to it and scoops the boy up into her arms. His lower lip wobbles, but tears don’t fall; she spins around with him on her hip and the sweet late-summer air is filled with toddler giggles instead. Fez leans down to press a kiss to the top of his wife’s head and smiles into her hair.

“We did good, huh?” he mutters so only she can hear. She leans into his chest and nods, smiling as Cassie and Henry are swarmed by their friends.

“Yeah, Fezzy, we did good.”

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strangesthirdeye · 10 months

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LOST IN TIME AND SPACE ⟬ MCU x The Doctor! Female Reader ⟭

Disclaimers: This story is purely fictional and credit for the Characters and Storylines used goes to Marvel Studios and BBC Doctor Who and Y/n is you. This story has nothing to do with life or death. If anything, it's a coincidence. Some of the storylines I added in this story are mine.

Warning: mention of death, blood, regeneration, bad memories, injuries, wars, murder, betrayal, aliens, lots of aliens, Android, mind controlling, fluff, love, platonic , romantic, and more because its a lot of warnings.

As usual, forgive me if there are any language mistakes or confusing storylines.. also forgive me if there are grammatical mistakes.. English is not my first language. No hard feelings.

-Dhani

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Summary: She is the last of her kind. She was the only one survivor. The Lonely Time Lady, if you say so. Armed with a sonic screwdriver and a smart brain, nothing can stop her from saving the universe. Meet Y/n or better known as The Doctor. A Time Lady who joins the Avengers as soon as she sets foot on Earth with several companions who will be with her in various adventures.

Starting from The Avengers 2012.

Prologue: RUN!

Chapter 1: NEW BUDDIES!

Chapter 2: THAT BIG UGLY BUILDING?

Chapter 3: LION AND DEER

Bonus Chapter: Christmas special

Chapter 4: DIRTY PLANS

Chapter 5: TRUST ME, I'M THE DOCTOR

Avengers 2012 ends

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This. Is. Important! Read. This. Or. You. Will. Be. Deleted! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

So for this series It will be based on MCU and Doctor Who but for Doctor Who only a few episodes same goes to MCU because I want to make sure the Marvel Timeline is accurate. So in this series there are 'Big Changes' and 'Big Additions'.

For example, the big change is that the Daleks are not evil and the one who destroyed Gallifrey is the Mad Titan (Thanos) and the Daleks in this universe are good and they are the ones who help Gallifrey survive but Gallifrey is still destroyed and some Daleks are almost destroyed and yes Time lord, Time Lady and more Timey people are all extinct. BUT! Daleks are still there and yeah they are good.. not the EXTERMINATE! no.

Cyberman is still evil and still wants to make humans more advanced so there is not much change.

Sontarans.. umm I'm not sure yet.. maybe I'll make them some good or some bad.. not sure yet. ( don't cancel me.. Sontarans is my favorite potato sooo.. THEY SO UGLY BUT I LIKE THEM.. Idk why)

Weeping Angel is big no no for me.. they evil.. because of them I can't see Amy and Rory anymore... And they are so evil SO! no big change for this one.

And all the aliens that will be in this series I will make them either good or bad so that this series can run smoothly.

NOW! we go to the favourite part. So you are The Doctor in universe 616. Where the other Doctors is from another universe. So you are the 616 Doctor. yes, I use code universe from DSMoM because it's easy to label. And Big changes are, you regenerate as usual but you don't change your body and face.. just change your attitude or for healing process. But you can still die if you get stabbed or shot in both of your hearts during or before regeneration... Poisoned.. Drowned... Or Delete.

Yeah, like a period mood swing. So! Whether you change your behavior, be nice or rude, use nice language or use rude language, or whether you are gentle or aggressive is based on me ( cause I'm the Writer.. Your life in this story is in my hand). Whether I want to make you all nice or rude is all up to me....Now that part regeneration is finished.

So you're like a mix of 10th and 11th... you are hugely energetic, occasionally flirtatious, manic, full of life, and very expressive and you like round things. and fezs... Or bowties.. Or ties.. Or- anywayyyyy

You have a Robot named Bounty (basically like Wall E and Wall E is the cutest robot i ever seen) and your Companion is my OC. heh...

#bbc shows #marvel mcu #doctor who #marvel movies #10th doctor #11th doctor #12th doctor #9th doctor #avengers #lost in time and space series #Spotify

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Mixed Drinks and Smoke Rings 21: Every Predator is Another’s Prey

Chapter Twenty-one: Every Predator is Another’s Prey

Everybody’s been there, Everybody’s been stared down by the enemy, Fallen for the fear, and done some disappearing, Bow down to the mighty, Don’t run, stop holding your tongue, Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live, Maybe one of these days, you can let the light in, And show me, how big your brave is

Summary: New to town, you didn’t need a friend, you needed a dealer. Thankfully, a girl from your Narcotics Anonymous meetings knew just the guy.

Characters: Fezco (euphoria) x Non-descriptive Reader

Words: 2,282

Chapter Warnings: Threats of a very permanent type of violence, medical speak, bad decisions that will lead to even worse consequences. This one is a little shorter, but I needed to split the chapter into 2 also not a huge amount of fez

Series Warnings: Addiction, sexual themes, cursing, abuse (various), smut, drug use, teenagers being fucking idiots. 18+ only, minors DNI

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"Is everything OK?" The blonde watched you with suspicious eyes as you continued to stir your spoon around the half-full bowl of cereal.

Your motions barely faltered as the lie slipped easily from your lips, "Just tired."

Faye had been staying at Fez's for a few days now, and whilst you didn't care either way, Ash most definitely did. The boy was yet to speak a whole sentence to his brother, choosing instead to glare at him from across the room and make a dramatic exit whenever Faye entered.

Whilst you felt bad for Ash, you couldn't help but also feel for the girl. You could count the amount of times you'd met Custer on one hand, and not one of those experiences had been remotely good. His only redeeming feature right now was that he'd set Fez up with Laurie, allowing him to continue making a living.

Although hiding the girl -- who was evading police after an encounter with a motel manager -- was stressful for Fez, it was probably the best thing Custer could've done for Faye. Fez was trustworthy and protective, and you couldn't deny that it was kind of nice to have another female presence in the apartment, considering his Grandma wasn't really able to converse.

"If you say so." Faye muttered, taking a sip from her Coke can.

Your brain felt like it was rolling around in your head, leaving bruises as it bounced off the sides of your skull, and your mood had been soured the moment your eyes opened that morning, glaring at the sun peeping through the window despite the strong, warm embrace you were held in.

"I just uh..." your eyes searched for the brothers, only continuing when you realized neither were around, "I need some money, and I need it fast."

Turning her big, doe eyes back toward you, Faye's brow wrinkled, "I thought you and Fezco were... you know-"

"-It's not for drugs," you glared, voice a little higher than usual, "I just... I need it."

You might've liked Faye, but you couldn't be sure -- nor did you expect -- that anything you mentioned to her wouldn't be repeated to Fez. It was his house she was staying at, so that's where her loyalty would most likely lie.

She watched you for a moment as if she was trying to work you out, before ultimately deciding she didn't give a shit, "Have you even asked him? After all the shit Laurie gave him, he gotta have some money."

Your mouth opened, ready to dismiss her comment, when the little bulb above your head dinged. Despite Fez finally being able to sell again, he wouldn't have the amount needed, and even if he did, you definitely wouldn't have asked him.

But Laurie... Well, it was worth a try.

You pushed your chair back, the hasty motion causing Faye to jump slightly, allowing a mumbled apology to fall from you lips, you made your way to Fez's bedroom.

Pulling on some clean clothes, you had an errand to run first.

You made your way through the white, sterile hallway checking the doors as you passed. Once you found the correct room, you took a deep breath, thankful that you were currently his only visitor. Pushing the door open, you refused to lose your bravado.

"Didn't expect to see you here." Nate joked, his swollen eyes following you as walked from the door toward the bed.

A huff of humorless laughter fell from your lips, "Surprised you could see anything with those eyes. You look like you lost a fight with a wall."

"Suppose you have your boyfriend to thank for that."

Sitting on the edge of his bed, you looked over the wires running between him and the machines, his heartbeat remaining steady as he observed you, "Maddy said you didn't remember who did it."

"Fezco hits hard, but not that hard."

A single brow raised as you turned your attention back to him, "Says the person who looks like that."

One side of Nate's lips pulled up into a facetious smirk, exhaling a deep breath, "Your bedside manner is atrocious. No flowers, no card... I can only assume you're not here to feed me grapes at my bedside."

"Only with the hope you might choke," you muttered, ignoring how his smirk grew, "look, Nate, I just wanted to make something clear."

Your fingers fiddled with the wire of his IV drip as he watched you like a hawk. Something in your tone made him feel ill at ease; your eyes flicking toward him like a bear that had finally been poked one too many times, "You ever heard of an air embolism before, Nate?"

He remained silent, the stupid smirk finally dropping from his face as you trailed your fingers over the saline drip connected to his hand.

"They're real fuckin' nasty. Real fuckin' dangerous, too. Heart attacks, strokes... death. Nothing fun."

Tugging his hand away, Nate tried to keep himself calm, feeling -- and hearing -- his heart rate hike, "What the fuck do you want?"

"You know how easy it is to get air into one of these things? Just a couple of blows and poof. No more Nate."

Placing your hand over his body, you leaned in, your frustration bubbling over the edges, almost leaving you foaming at the mouth. You couldn't deny that the sound of his pulse racing filled your veins with adrenaline.

"What I'm trying to say, Nate... Is that if you somehow, miraculously remember who did this..." sending him a cold smile, your eyes watched with glee as his adam's apple bobbed, you lowered your voice to something barely above a whisper, "I'll come back, and I'll finish the fucking job for him. Got it?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, we didn't mean to interrupt you both..." Marsha stood in the doorway, a small but welcoming smile gracing her lips.

Patting Nate's hand, you pulled away from him, standing up and brushing down your jumper, "Oh, no, it's fine. I was just about to head out anyway. Just wanted to check in on Nate, see how he was doing."

Marsha nodded, finally entering the room, "That's very kind of you. He hasn't had many visitors."

Maddy had already told you that Marsha and Cal had stopped her from visiting Nate, the boy barely putting up a fight to see her. It was odd, but you presumed his ego was just as bruised as his face.

You made your way toward the door where Cal stood, arms crossed over his chest and eyes full of apprehension as his eyes darted between yourself and his son. Stopping you before you could pass him with a hand on your shoulder, his brows pulled together,

"Were you there? Did you see who did this?"

Shaking your head, you sent him mournful look, "No, I'm sorry. I had a New Years party at my house that night. I only heard about it through Maddy."

Pressing his lips into a thin line, Cal nodded, placing his arm back over his chest.

"They only had decaf- oh, hey." Aaron stood just outside the door, hands full with cups of coffee.

Barely sparing him a look, you turned back toward Cal, who looked annoyed at his older son's appearance, "You know what, Mr. Jacobs? Maybe you were right... Maybe I did pick the wrong brother after all. Bye Nate."

Pushing past Aaron and knocking into his shoulder slightly, you felt like a fucking Goddess.

You were no longer Nate Jacobs prey. Today, you had become his predator.

"You comin' to the store tonight?" Fez's voice sounded distracted, meaning he was most likely dealing with a customer whilst on the phone to you.

"I thought you didn't want Faye in the apartment alone."

You heard him mumble to a customer before releasing a sigh, knowing he was most likely running his hand over the top of his head, "I mean, I don't. But I don't particularly want you alone with her, either."

"I'm pretty sure I could take her if needed to, Fez," you chortled, pacing in front of the large gate, "but, I dunno... She seems nice, I guess."

"You ain't care that she's here?" His voice was low, almost timid, as if he had expected you to react differently.

You covered your phone a little, hoping Fez didn't hear the scraping as the gate finally opened, "Not my house, not my rules, buddy. Listen, Fez, I gotta go real quick, but I'd suggest you speak to Ash about it. I think he's the one who's not too pleased about his new roommate."

"You think?" Fez huffed, "But yeah, you right. Just, I dunno... Lemme know if there's any problems, alright?"

"I will, Fez. Bye."

You followed Bruce Jr into the apartment, thankful that at least this time you weren't being dragged. His father, Bruce, stood in the kitchen, a bottle of beer in his grasp as he eyed you suspiciously.

"Laurie, that girls here."

She must've silently acknowledged him because he nodded toward the few steps to his right, "Any funny business, and I won't be as well-mannered this time. Got it?"

You nodded, deciding to keep your opinion on his previous etiquette, or rather lack therefore of, to yourself.

You were silent as Laurie continued to watch the fish for a moment, wringing your hands together as you waited for her to finally greet you. When she did finally speak up, you couldn't help but jolt at the sudden noise,

"Sit down, sweetheart, I'll be with you in a moment."

You were barely perched on the edge of a chair, leg bouncing as you rubbed your clammy palms over your jeans. You were nervous -- evidently-so -- but how bad could Laurie be, especially in comparison to Mouse?

"So, how can I help you?"

Sitting down opposite you, you tried your best to not blurt out what you were here for,

"I, uh... I didn't know who else I could go to, and I know we've only met once before, but I just-"

Even as she interrupted you, she remained calm, "You got no need to be nervous, sweetheart. Tell me what you're here for, and I'll tell you if I can help."

Nodding, you pressed your mouth shut as you tried to calm the thoughts rushing around your head. If you were going to ask for such a big favor, you'd need to be able to string a sentence together that wasn't a bumbling mess.

"I need money- uh, I, I was hoping, you would maybe-"

"You want to borrow money?" Laurie released a small laugh, "And here I was, thinking it was going to be about drugs. What do you need money for?"

Taking a deep breath, you tried not to remind yourself that you'd not taken anything today, "My dad, he uh... He needs bail money. I was gonna go to a bail bonds, but..."

"What did he do?" When you remained silent, Laurie sighed, "If I'm gonna be payin' out any cash, I wanna know what I'm payin' for."

You were sure she picked up on your nervousness, twiddling thumbs as your eyes dropped to your shoes, "It was a misunderstanding. We got into an argument, I tripped down the stairs and they... They thought he did it, but-"

"Men can be real fucking assholes, if given the chance." Her eyes roamed your face, and you knew she could still see the light bruising that stretched across it. Her attention turned back to the fish for a while as she thought it through.

"And what do I get out of this?"

Your eyes widened a little as you tried to wrack your brain, "I mean, as soon as the court shit is over, I can pay you back in full. I just, I don't have the money to pay a bail bonds interest rates-"

"I know I'll get the money back, one way or another. I'm asking what I get out of this. What's in it for me?"

"I can deal for you-"

"Don't think your boyfriend would be too happy about you takin' his customers, sweetheart. How about this... I'll give you the money, but when I need a favor, no 'ands's, if's or but's', you do it. I call, you come running. And if your daddy misses a court date, or ends up arrested again, well... I'll expect a full repayment in whichever way I see fit."

You nodded, a large grin pulling at your lips as you felt the anxiousness lift from your shoulders, "Thank you, Laurie. Thank you so much. I promise, you won't regret this."

"You better make sure I don't. Because I know plenty of people who would do much worse to your pretty little self than push you down the stairs."

The sincerity in her voice should've worried you, and if she was giving you the money for any other reason, it would've. But, right now, Laurie could've asked you for a kidney, and you'd have carved it out for her there and then.

"So, how about we celebrate our new deal?"

You shook your head, feeling a little guilty. Honestly, you thought you'd just get the money and get out, but Laurie seemed to have other plans. Maybe she was just lonely, surrounded by all the men in the house...

"Oh, I didn't bring any cash or-"

Disregarding you with a wave of a hand, she called for Bruce, whispering in his ear before returning her blue eyes to you, "We're a little more than acquaintances now. This ones on me."

Fucking hell, it was like all of your Christmases and birthdays had come at once.

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