#fezco angst
Text
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
- - -
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
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Truth or dare
Parings: Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader
Type: Smut
Words: 1.8k
Warnings: smut, Clit Rubbing, scissoring, lots of kissing, face riding, eating out, choking, explicit Language.
A/n: This is my first smut so please don't hate haha.
Y/N strolled through the aisles of a bustling shopping center, browsing through the latest fashion trends. As she reached for a cute sweater, her phone buzzed, indicating an incoming call. She looked at the screen and smiled; it was her good friend Cassie.
"Hey, Cassie!" Y/N greeted warmly, answering the call. "What's up?"
"Hey, Y/N!" Cassie's voice sounded excited on the other end. "I was wondering if you wanted to sleepover tonight!"
Y/N's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but grin. "That sounds great, Cassie! Count me in! What time should I come over?"
Cassie replied enthusiastically, "Come over around 7 pm!"
Y/N nodded eagerly, even though Cassie couldn't see. "I can't wait! I'll bring my favorite board games. Oh, and maybe some snacks too."
"Perfect!" Cassie exclaimed. "I'll let Kat and Maddy know. They've been dying for a sleepover too. It's going to be an epic night!"
As the conversation continued, Y/N finished up her shopping and headed towards the checkout counter. They discussed their plans, making sure everything was set for the much-anticipated sleepover. The excitement in their voices was contagious, causing Y/N's anticipation to grow with every passing minute.
Later that evening, Y/N arrived at Cassie's house with a bagful of board games and snacks. The door opened, revealing a beaming Cassie, already wearing her favorite pair of cozy pajamas.
"Y/N, you made it!" Cassie exclaimed, pulling her friend into a warm hug. "Maddy and Kat are in the living room!"
Soon enough they had all gathered in her cozy living room, filled with blankets and pillows, ready for a night of laughter and adventure.
As the night progressed, they found themselves engrossed in the movie "Clueless," but soon enough, their excitement dwindled, and they started itching for something more exciting.
Cassie, being the bold and mischievous one, suggested they play a game of truth or dare. The group agreed, and they huddled together, ready for a night of revealing secrets and daring challenges.
Cassie spun the bottle, and it pointed right at her. Kat wasted no time in coming up with a dare for her. "I dare you to call your sister; Lexi and say the weirdest thing you can think of!"
Cassie's eyes gleamed mischievously as she happily took out her phone and dialed Lexi's number. As the others listened intently, Cassie giggled and proceeded to say the strangest things that came to her mind. Laughter echoed throughout the room as they imagined Lexi's bewildered reactions.
After a few more rounds of truth or dare, it was finally Y/N's turn. "Truth or dare."
"Truth." Y/n replied.
Maddy, feeling curious, couldn't help but ask, "Y/N, have you ever kissed a girl?"
Y/N blushed and shyly replied, "No, I haven't."
As the night wore on, the girls found themselves growing bored of playing truth or dare. Cassie, exhausted from the excitement, had passed out on the couch. Y/N and Maddy were left to their own devices, trying to figure out how to keep the momentum of the evening going.
Just as they were pondering what to do next, Kat's phone buzzed with a message. Curiosity piqued, she picked up her phone and read the message, her eyes widening with surprise. It was from Ethan, asking her to come over.
Unable to contain her excitement, Kat turned to Y/N and Maddy. "Guess what, guys? Ethan just messaged me and asked me to come over! I'm gonna head out for a bit." With a sheepish smile, she got up from her spot and made her way towards the door.
Left alone together, Y/N and Maddy exchanged glances. In Maddy's eyes, a playful spark danced, and she decided to revisit the question she had asked earlier. Taking a deep breath, she looked at Y/N and asked, "You know my question earlier, right?"
Your Pov
You nodded, recalling the question about kissing a girl. Your heart raced slightly, wondering where Maddy was going with this conversation.
Maddy's mischievous smile grew wider as she leaned closer to you and asked, "Would you like to give it a try?"You hesitated for a moment, contemplating the situation.
You slowly nodded and the two girls leaned in, eyes shut as their lips slowly met in the middle.
Maddys lips felt soft against mine as they collided, before slowly pulling away.
Your body went stiff, your breathing caught in your throat. "Relax," she says softly, using her right hand to move a strand of hair out of your face. You exhale, letting yourself loosen up. "Good girl."
Maddy smirked looking into your eyes before leaning in again to capture you into a much deeper kiss. Your lips move together slowly, yet passionately.
You could feel Maddy's warm breath on your cheek as she softly enters her tongue, and your tongues begin to playfully intertwine.
You begin lightly massaging your fingers into Maddy's hair, in which she lets out a small moan in response.
However, the thought of cassie sleeping beside you, quickly brings you back to reality, and you realise that you both may have gotten a bit too carried away.
"Cassie might, wake up," you remind maddy in-between kisses, eliciting a groan from her as she pulls your waist towards her so that your chests were touching.
"No," Maddy hesitates, her desire evident in her attempts to intensify the kiss. She doesn't want to break away, so she starts increasing the speed of your lip movements.
However, you hesitated and suggested, "Why don't we go to the bathroom at least?"
Maddy giggled mischievously and took hold of your hand, leading you towards the Howard's home bathroom.
Upon entering, Maddy swiftly pressed You against the wall and passionately kissed you.
"Now that you've kissed a girl..." Maddy whispered in-between kisses, "what about fucking one." She spoke her hand travelling down to your core, massaging you through the fabric. You let out a whimper in response.
"You like that baby?" Maddy smirked.
"Fuck yes." You moaned out, reaching up to remove your bralette, leaving you in her short flowy skirt.
"No bra?" Maddy chuckled, before connecting your lips once again.
You moaned against her lips as she continued rubbing circles against your throbbing clit.
You felt an orgasm approaching, and you gripped Maddy's shoulder as your thighs trembled. She noticed how close you were and stopped, causing you to pout.
"I wanna taste you." Maddy whispered
"Please." Y/n whimpered, Maddy then snaking her fingers around the hem of your panties, slowly pulling them off.
Maddy reluctantly pulls her bra off, throwing it on the ground, diving down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses before reaching your breasts and placing her mouth around your nipple.
Your hands travel down to her jeans, and you start to unbutton her pants. She moves your hands and finishes unbuttoning her jeans herself, sliding them off of her and kicking them onto the ground.
Slowly, laying down on the cold floor, bare, Maddy beckons you with a soft whisper, “Come here," lightly pulling your body down. You sat on top of her shyly, your bare pussy resting on her abdomen.
"Pretty pussy." She smirks, before slapping your cunt, causing you to yelp before she leans down and kisses your clit sweetly.
"sit on my face." She demands, putting her hands on your hips and encouraging you to scoot up. You comply, adjusting yourself until your pussy is hovering over her mouth.
You could feel her nails lightly scratching at your waist before she, pushed your hips down and buried her face into your pussy, her tongue swirling against your folds.
You grind your hips against her mouth, looking down to see your skirt covering half her face. She placed her hands under your skirt and on the curve of your ass, guiding you up and down her tongue.
"Fuck... you taste so good," she moans against your clit as she sucks harshly.
"Don't stop!" you cried, your thighs already shaking, she hums against your clit in response, wrapping her arms around your thighs to keep you on her face.
"cum for me." she says, coaxing you through an orgasm. Moans and curse words spill from your lips.
Your body spasms as white flashes before your eyes, everything around you disappearing and pure euphoria consuming your body.
you continue to sloppily ride out your high on Maddy's face, your climax washes over you and she makes sure to catch every last drop of your release. You twitch as she uses her tongue to clean you up.
Maddy quickly turns both of you over, firmly requesting, "give me your leg."
You lift up your leg and she puts it over her shoulder. She positions herself between your legs until your cunts are touching. You moan at the feeling of her warm and wet pussy against yours. She wraps her arm around your leg, her hand making its way around your neck. She slowly starts to grind against you, both of your throbbing clits massaging each others. The whine that falls from her lips surprise you, sending a shiver through your body.
You groan as you feel the rhythm of her movements, your hand moving to cup one side of her waist to steady her. Moans spill from your mouth, the feeling of pure ecstasy tingling through your bodies.
Each motion creates an intense friction between us, causing her to moan loudly as the pleasure intensifies.
She squeezes your neck, causing your eyes to roll back to your head, as you practically melt into her, squirming beneath her touch.
"Fuck, you feel so good against me." she says, looking down and watching the way your cunts slide against each other.
"Fuck-" she spat, her chest rising up and down abnormally fast, throwing her head back and squeezing your neck harder.
"I'm gonna cum." she cried, her clit pulsing against yours.
"Me too." you moaned, closing your eyes.
The amount of pleasure you were experiencing was not like anything you've felt before. You both were practically screaming as you reached reached your climax.
You felt her fluids spill onto your heat, her body quivering as she continues to ride out her high against you. You follow her orgasm shortly after her, shockwaves are sent throughout your body. All to be heard were two wet pussys kissing one another.
She lays down next to you, staring at the celling. Both of you just taking a moment to gather yourselves, trying to catch your breaths. "Holy shit, that was fucking hot." she exhales.
#cloveswifey#euphoria masterslist#euphoria imagine#maddy perez#maddy Perez imagine#maddy Perez smut#smut#lesbian smut#truth or dare#maddy#Perez#maddy Perez one shot#euphoria#euphoria Smut#fezco fluff#fezco imagine#fezco angst#fezco headcanon#fezco o'neill#alexia demie#smutt#maddy Perez smutt#sarah cameron#jj maybank#outerbanks#rafe cameron#rafe cameron imagine#obx#outer banks imagine#sarah cameron imagine
867 notes
·
View notes
Text
debt that’s owed : Fezco (3)
Summary: Laurie needs someone to pay her the debt that’s owed to her, Rue ran from her, which gives her the perfect opportunity to use Fezco’s words against him. But, is she worth you?
Warning(s): Angst, talk of overdose, Fear, Drugs, mentions of sex trafficking, Laurie’s crazy ass once again, etc.
(PART 1) (PART 2)
Author’s Note: What a beautiful man we lost, in every sense of the word. Rest in Peace Angus. Gone too soon. We all love and appreciate the works you’ve done, the lives you’ve changed and the love you give, rest well in beautiful peace.
Buy me a Coffee? Ko-Fi
- - -
You had woken up disoriented and drugged, a needle still sticking out of your arm, a few too many holes made that made your skin splotchy and purple. Laurie had been standing over you, hushing you as she took the needle from your skin, kissing your wrist as a mother would have her only child before she stood. “Laurie...” you sighed out, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Laurie. Please...”
The older woman rubbed your cheek, “Shhh...” the touch running through your system all the way down to your toes, you took a breath, shivering at the discomfort. “They don’t like it when you girlies talk too much, hush now, sweetie.” You’d never felt like this before. You felt terrible.
She left the door open when she left the room, a man you didn’t recognize peeking through the crack of the doorway to look at you, he gave a pleased laugh, whistling.
You turned on the floor, the blanket beneath you did nothing to shelter you from the cold floor below. The lights were dim from the tiny lamp in the corner, nothing else in the room, but it wasn’t very big anyway.
It took a while to realize you were naked, only from recalling what you had been wearing earlier, and the cold air that you could feel everywhere but nowhere all at once, cause you were sweating terribly. Feeling incredibly hot all of a sudden. You rolled around, pulling the blanket with you as you broke out into a fever, the discomfort you felt was enough to distract you from the horrifying situation you were in currently.
“Laurie...” you drawled, whimpering as the drugs took you once again. It didn’t feel right at all, you felt sick and you felt fucking amazing all at the same time, but you were scared most of all. You had no idea what she had been pumping you with for the last few hours. “Fez...” you called for your boyfriend, sobbing as your eyes rolled back as you quickly succumbed to the feeling. “Fezziee...” you hiccupped.
“I like this one,” you heard the stranger say.
The man at the doorway pulled out a scrunched up wad of cash from his pocket, beginning to slide off his jacket, before Laurie stopped him with a shake of her head. “Just watching for now. She’s not ready yet, still under prep. But, if you wanted to purchase her, that’s different...”
You shivered as you followed your high, wondering what would happen next and if Fezco would ever find you before something horrible happened to you.
- - -
Fezco looks around as he rushes over to Rue, checking for anyone that was around the house that may be unwanted, clearly on edge. “What the hell are you doin’ here, Rue?” he questioned the girl, she follows the two of them into the house. “Imma need you to leave, I ain’t askin’.”
Her gaze lingering on the broken screen door, unable to even close it as it had no knob now, the whole piece completely gone as if it’d been blown to pieces, “I wanted to hang out...but obviously you’ve got some shit goin’ on,” her eye’s going wide at the state of the house. “What the--what the fuck happened here?” the glass on the floor, the broken deck doorway, the flipped table, the broken lamp on the floor, the scuffled carpet.
Rue steps into the house, slowly, Ash getting on the computer, looking for something, Fezco making a call, his shoulders low as if something heavy sat upon them. The girl’s eye’s narrowing as she followed the scuffs over to the room hallway, the bedroom down the hall had its door broken down, wooden pieces still on the floor.
Concerned was not the word to describe how she felt right. Scared wasn’t either. Worried, maybe. But, she was also pretty terrified. Terrified of the answer to her next question.
“Fez,” she hadn’t torn her eyes away from the hallway when she spoke, her voice small, reluctant. “Where’s (Y/n)?” she turns then, her brows knitted together in complete worry, stumbling forwards and away from the hall. She makes her way over to Fezco, taking a handful of his shirt as she pulls him, “Fez!” her voice breaks, her fists shaking, “Where is she?!” she sucks in a breath as she sees his face and the way he doesn’t look her in the eye. “No...” she shook her head. “What so she’s...she’s what? She’s gone?” her voice raising. “Is (y/n) gone, Fez? Come on, gimme something!”
“She’s not gone,” Fezco turned to her with a hardened look, pulling her hands from his shirt, the material stretching out as her grip hadn’t loosened. “Imma find her. Imma find her and kill the motha’fucker that did this,” he seethed to himself, stepping away from her. “Ash, go over the tapes. Try yesterday and this morning, find a camera that isn’t fucked with.”
Ash doesn’t say anything but nod, rushing to the room down the hall as Fezco took the laptop from him, sitting down on the couch, Rue following Fezco, still confused with what was going on.
“Who...wait, who did this?” Rue asked, loudly. “Stop ignoring me, man.”
“I told you to fuckin’ go home, Rue,” Fezco’s eyes flickered up to the girl before back down at the screen, rewatching this morning’s tapes, trying to find someone he recognized. “I ain’t need this right now.”
“Need what? I’m tryin’ to help you,” Rue frowned, offended. “I wanna help! My best friend’s fucking missing, well...kidnapped, by some fucking jackass and even trashed your crib,” she gestured around the house at the damage. “Lemme do something, I can help! I can help find her!”
Fezco looked up toward her, agitated. “You wanna do somethin’ helpful?”
“Yeah, dude!” She nodded before making a face. “Wait, you aren’t gonna just tell me to leave--”
“Go home, Rue.”
“Oh, come on!” she yelled out. “I can help you! I be doin’ mad detective shit. Besides you need all the help you can get, it’s not like you can ask the guys in blue.”
Fezco ignored her for now, trying to stay focused. “Just go sit down somewhere, man. I don’t got time for this.”
And so, reluctantly, Rue went towards the other side of the couch, around towards Ashtray, she sticks her head out of the sliding panel doorway, which was now gone, broken through. Alarmed, she looks down at the glass at her feet, it crunches, burying itself further into the carpet.
Behind her, Ashtray took a note from his pocket, letting it sit on the coffee table, sliding it over to his brother. “This gotta mean something. Wanna run this through some contacts?”
Fezco thinks on it, before nodding at the idea. “Yeah, man. Let’s try it.”
As they head back to work, Rue perks up at the new source of info, “Wait, ya’ll got a clue?” coming over to the coffee table, picking up the note, Fezco fumes and Ashtray gaps at the girl’s unwanted involvement.
“Rue!” Fezco grits. “What I just tell you, man!” He usually saw her presence as quite endearing
Rue brushes him off. “I’m good at riddles, just--” then she really looks at the note. 10k.
10k...?
Oh my fucking god, 10k.
As Fezco snatches the note from her grip, Rue stands there, horrified. Her expression morphing completely, shoulders stiffening and hands tensing up, she turns quickly so Fezco can’t see the mortified look on her face. The guilt that quickly begins to eat at her.
She had thought about it, of course. Of the money she owed Laurie, the drug dealer that she had made a fake deal with in a pathetic effort to get the pills that her regular plug, Fez, had been refusing her. In some way, she blamed Fezco, if he had just given her the damn pills and let her deal with whatever happened to her later, maybe she would’ve never went to Laurie, maybe you wouldn’t have gotten kidnapped...
No, it was her fault, oh my god it her fault. She went to Laurie cause she was fucking desperate and then she ran when Laurie had gotten her the first time, but now you were taken in her place.
She recalled being drugged out of her mind, just as she wanted, but locked in a room and awaiting to be sold for a fuck.
Rue feels so goddamn sick all of a sudden. She wanted to vomit.
God, that’s what you could be dealing with right now.
She did this. Oh god, she did this to you.
But, Fezco does notice.
“Rue...” he says, slowly.
Ashtray looks up, stopping in his typing. He glances between the two of them silently, before looking at Rue a bit more seriously, taking note of the way her entire demeanor’s changed. He closed the laptop.
Rue didn’t answer Fezco, didn’t even turn to face him, trying to think of something to say, anything that could defend why. But what could she possibly say besides the fact it was supposed to be her.
Fezco forcefully turned the girl around, “Rue!” to which she stumbled back away from him, her face made his stomach drop, knowing now that she knew exactly why this was happening. “You...”
“I didn’t know, I swear, ok?” Rue started, hyperventilating, sniffling as she wiped a panicked tear from her face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking, I felt like I was fucking dying, Fez! I was dying! And I--I just--Fez!” she cried as he turned from her, running his hands over his hair, down his face, trying to gather himself, trying to keep himself together. “Fez, I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please, I didn’t think she’d come after anyone, I didn’t think any of it would go this far, please--”
Ashtray’s eyes widened, lost for words.
“RUE!” Fezco roared, his body snapping towards her, pinched fingers silencing her, “Motherf--FUCK! Are you fucking--!” he shoved at the side wall, hitting anything that wasn’t her as anger overwhelmed him. “Are you out of your fucking mind, Rue?!” he couldn’t believe this. How far the girl had really fell to really get herself, to get you, into this kind of situation.
“I know! I know! I know!” Rue sobbed, covering her face as Fez screamed at her. “Fucking god, I know! I messed up!”
“DO YOU?! Cause (y/n)’s paying for your bullshit, your fucking dumb ass, fuck shit! You mother--get the fuck out,” he fumed, running a hand over his mouth, gesturing to the door. He turned from her, he couldn’t even stand to look at her right now.
Rue sniffled, shaking. “Fez...Fez, I’m sorry. I can fix it, I can--”
“GET. THE FUCK,” Fezco explodes. “OUT!”
And Rue has no other choice but to leave, casting a guilty glance to Ashtray as well, who stares her down as if he were ready to pull the trigger on her with the glock he currently suddenly had in his hand.
She quickly left the house, sobbing to herself, hardly able to breathe as she stumbled away from the steps. “I’m sorry...” she hiccupped, turning to the house. “I’m sorry, please...” she whispered. “I can fix this...please, I can...I can fix this.”
Rue made her way away from the house though. Making up her mind to fix this. She can fix this...
- - -
Fezco and Ashtray took their guns, a few mags full of bullets and as much cash they had stashed up, just over 8k, not enough to cover, given the raid that cut their stash short for a while. But, if Laurie wouldn’t take the bribe than getting violent was the next best thing. And Fezco didn’t mind the latter.
So when they arrived at Laurie’s home, weapons tucked into their waist bands, into the inner pockets of their jackets, Fezco parked up, Ashtray loading up his shotgun and snapping the end back into place. “Blow the bitch’s head off if this don’t work out, ight man.”
“That’s the plan, bruh,” Ash said, his young face hardened with his hatred for the sadistic dealer that had stolen his mother from him..
Fezco leaves the car, walking up to the house, fighting the urge to kick the door in and unload every bullet into someone’s fucking skull...”What’chu want, man?” Bruce, Laurie’s partner, large and intimidating in his size, glared down at Fezco.
The young man wasn’t swayed, unblinking eyes peering up at him. “Laurie.”
Bruce frowned at the tone. “You got yo’ shit this month, ain’t you? Unless you got payment already?”
“Laurie, man,” Fezco fought to keep his cool. “Where is she?”
Bruce put his hand on the gun he kept at the waistband of his trunks, “What you gotta say ta her, you can say to me.”
Fezco stood there a while, the two men exchanging violent glares, eyes boring into the other and Fezco itched to grab the gun at his side and let loose. But, he didn’t even know if you were even at this house, he needed to know first. “Ma girl...(y/n), where she at, bruh?”
Bruce smirked, straightening. “Shoulda started with that,” Fezco’s nostrils flared at his words. “You got the money to buy her back, huh?”
“She ain’t belong to nobody, man. And ya’ll fucked wit us with some shit that ain’t got nothin’ to do with her,” Fezco gritted his teeth. “Thought we was cool on this bullshit, bruh.”
“You said she was family,” came Laurie’s soft-spoken voice. She came around the corner, behind Bruce, patting her husband’s arm to back him up, “Didn’t you?”
“She’s a fuckin’ child. And got her ass into some shit. But, if you had a problem wit us, come to me,” Fezco sneered. “You came up and took ma girl--” his nails bite into the palms of his hand, he itched to kill this fucking bitch and her demented ass husband. “Where the fuck is she?”
Laurie calmly stepped in front of Fezco. “Don’t worry, Fez. She’s ok,” she assured him, with dead eyes and a quiet voice. “But, remember, I still need 10 thousand, and another few hundred more for a few packs of morphine, a bit of fentanyl...” as Laurie spoke, Fezco’s heart clenched.
Fezco tosses the bag at her feet, “A lil’ over $8500 in there,” he said. “I don’t give a fuck if it ain’t enough for you, you took my girl, all your fucked bullshit, trashed ma crib, my fucking family--” he huffed harshly to contain himself. “This all you fucking gettin’ from me, and it’s more than you’ll ever get from us again. Where. Is. She. You fucking bitch.”
Bruce took a step towards him at his words, stopped by Laurie, who held a hand up to keep him where he was, entranced by the rage on the young man’s face. “That’s fair, I suppose.”
“Laurie--” Bruce began.
“Come on in, she’s right in here, Fez,” she welcomed him inside.
Fezco followed her inside, Bruce sneering at him, to which Fezco didn’t bother to acknowledge, all he was focused on now was finally getting his hands back on you, rescuing you from this dreaded place.
Laurie stopped in front of a locked room, pulling out a key from her pocket, the lock clicks open. She takes the lock off and opens the heavy door with a light grunt, the dim lighting offering nothing much, but it was light enough to see you in the middle of the room.
Breathing harshly, turned on your side, skin drenched with sweat, “Fez...” you drawl out, constantly. “Fez...Fez...” you cried, silently, delirious as you tossed and turned.
Fezco races into the room, “Ma!” he cries, sliding to his knees at your side, quickly sitting you up, wrapping the thin blanket around your naked frame. “Hey, hey, baby, hey,” he gently slaps your cheek, stroking your flushed face as you shiver in his arms, your eyes unfocused, rolling in the back of your head.
He didn’t like that, taking your face in his hand. “(y/n), (y/n) look at me, look at me, come on, ma. Look at me,” he turned your head to look him in the eye, “Please, baby, can you look at me, you can, you got it, ya see,” you slowly began to regain consciousness, eye sight clearing. “That’s my girl. Look, you’re ok, you’re alright,” he rubs your arms, you’re freezing but you’re sweating terribly.
“Fez...” you whispered.
“I’m right here, ma,” he assured you. Picking you up off the ground, blanket wrapped tight. “I’m right here. I gotchu, come on, we’re going home, baby,” he stands, heading to the door. Casting a long glare to a calmly smiling Laurie, before exiting the room, he couldn’t afford to do any damage, not when you were in this condition.
“I don’t feel...” you spoke, loosely. Head limp against his shoulder, eyes hardly open. “I don’t feel that great, fez...”
“You’re alright, you’re alright, ok?” Fezco went down the hall as fast as he could, keeping the fear out of his voice, the panic from his tone.
Coming up to the front door, where he found Rue standing at the steps. Bruce had a short stack of cash in hand that he didn’t have before, less than 10k clearly, but enough to make him happy enough to move out of the way when Fezco made his way past.
The young girl was crying hard, relief clear in her face as she saw Fezco come around the corner with you in his arms, but the state of you made her heart drop. “(Y/n)...hey, is she alright?” she asked, worriedly. “Fez...” To which Fezco brushed her off, moving past her without as much as a word of acknowledgement.
Ashtray opens passenger door for Fez to place you in, buckling you up as you slump, quickly beginning to pass out once again. “Hey, don’t sleep. Wake up. Mom!” Ashtray startles you awake, leaning over towards you in the backseat as Fezco runs around to the other side to the driver seat. Rue enters the backseat, hesitantly, and stays quiet to not be noticed. She looks at your tired, uncomfortable face in the side mirror, and she cries a bit harder.
Fezco drives off with a final glance to Laurie and her husband waving them off at the step, as if they had just passed by for tea and cookies. The psychopaths'. They waved, knowing he’d be back for blood.
“You’re ok,” he says as he drives. Squeezing your thigh as you shift and turn, “You’re ok, hey, ma. Ma, baby,” he draws your attention. “Hey, there you are, baby.”
You’re lucid and high off whatever the hell must be in your system when you smile at him, “Hi, baby...” you smile at him, before slumping once again.
Terrified what may happen if you fall asleep, he yells. “(Y/n)!” he startles you awake again.
“I’m sorry,” you cry.
“You’re ok, it’s ok, just keep awake for a little alright?”
“Can we go home now...” you wondered, quietly.
“On our way,” Ashtray says. Fezco glances at his little brother in the mirror.
But, they don’t go home. They stop by a friend’s spot, who had offered to let them crash for the next few days, since he was out of town and they were in some shit.
Entering the home, Fezco carries you to the tub, Rue following behind, as Ash locks the door behind him. Filling up the tub as you lean against the porcelain edge, the warm water clearly calming you, the sound of the running pipe...
But before anything, Fezco sticks his fingers down your throat, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he repeats as he forces you to gag up anything you might have ingested, emptying out your stomach contents, which wasn’t much. You sniffle and cry, hacking up whatever you could get out, leaning against your lover as your stomach churns in discomfort.
He then helps you into the tub, the water climbing to your chest. Cleaning the dirt from the floor you had been laying on, the dried blood and the horrors of the day...
Fezco takes off his sweater and his jeans, left only in his underwear, he steps into the tub behind you, holding you close, “There you go, baby,” he soothingly speaks to you, kissing your forehead as he squeezes you. “You’re alright now. I’ve gotchu, I got you...”
He glances down at the holes in your arm, bruised and crusted with blood, your hands were cut from the glass earlier. He raised one of your hands to his lips as you turned to lean your cheek to his chest, and he began to cry, closing his eyes tightly.
You slept as he wept.
But he was grateful he had gotten you back.
At least god had given him that much today.
He kissed your hands, your knuckles, your cut skin, the tips of your fingers.
Then, he just held you to him as the faucet dripped to a stop.
- - -
Awakening in a strange bed, in an unfamiliar place, you stood fast and out of the bed, your back slamming against the wall in surprise. You reached for a light switch, but you couldn’t see anything around you, nothing felt familiar at all, you shook in terror as the man you laid next to stirred and sat up in your mad scramble for light.
“No, no, please!” you collapsed in the corner, covering your mouth before the stranger could even say a thing, he had stood too fast for you to think nothing else but soon violence brought against you.
“Ma! It’s me! It’s me,” Fezco found a light switch, the dark, unfamiliar room illuminating, to reveal himself to you. “It’s just me.”
You released a heavy sigh of relief, that visible took a weight off your chest. But, it also made your tears run fast, the days having been too much for you, the thought alone had brought you down to your knees and crushed you before you even knew it wasn’t true.
Fezco quickly went around the bed, coming to sit in front of you, to which you fell into his arms, quickly wrapping your arms around him. “I’m sorry,” you sobbed. “I thought someone--I didn’t know if I--” Fezco interrupts you with a simple stroke of her cheeks, running his thumbs across your cheekbones to soothe your thoughts and wipe your tears.
“I know, I know,” he whispered to her, his voice cracks as his control leaves him. It pains him too much to see you break like this. “But, what happened, huh? You’re here with me. They didn’t get you, baby. They didn’t. You’re here with me.”
“You saved me,” you hiccupped, holding him desperately, just wishing to be close enough to feel nothing but him. “I thought I’d never see you again. That I’d never see Ash.”
“Impossible, ma,” he said, pressing his lips to your forehead. “Can neva get rid of me, you know that. And Ash on his own lil’ demon time, he ain’t goin’ nowhere.”
You release a watery laugh at his joke, sniffling harshly as Fezco rocks you in his arms, safely keeping you wrapped up in his embrace.
There’s a knock at the door, they raise their heads, Ashtray entering the room, silently. He stands there for a second as he shuts the door behind him, he shifts from one foot to the other, eyes glancing around, a frown on his face.
“Ash?” you whispered, looking to the boy. Fez knew though, what was wrong.
As Ashtray looked at you finally, his frown deepened, but it wasn’t a frown, just a miserable look he couldn’t hide anymore, a joy that trailed to sadness and brought tears to his usually hardened eyes. And then suddenly, Ash looked like the little boy that you had always allowed him to be, and that he would’ve never been again if you had gone.
“Ash...” you spoke, softly. Reaching out to him, you pulled him by the wrist, into your arms this time. And he broke like glass.
Like a dam, his tears flow like a downpour. An unwilling sob escapes him as he sniffles and cries into your shoulder, embracing you as he hoped he’d be able to every time he prayed to God for your safe return.
You kissed Ashtray’s forehead, stroking his face, his hair, and you squeezed him like no one ever had. You breathe deeply, a shiver leaves you as you fight your own tears, “Oh, my sweet boy,” you hold him close, as he buries himself to you. “I love you, I love you.” You say it fast, and you say it with all the love you have, like it could be your last time.
Complete. Is how their family felt again. Fezco engulfed himself in the feeling. The thought of losing you, the absence of you, it would’ve destroyed them.
Fezco leans his forehead to his brother’s, knocking heads gently, the boy peering up to him as he sniffles into your neck. The big brother tenderly rubs his little brother’s head, he kisses his soon wife and let them both fall into his chest, into the side of the bed.
And like the family they were, they collapsed against one another, holding each other tight.
Everything’s ok.
TAG LIST
@world-of-bitchcraft @chaoticevilbakugo @slytherheign @angelreyesgirl100 @randomhoex @sunflowerlamb @iamasimpingh0e @stephhevring @wobblywolf @winterswhore @fxirysxc @whitejuliana1204 @richietoziersbum @ameerakane20 @scenesofobx @fezcosgirll @r93339 @iwannabeapogue @mel119g @p-peacholic @vidyagaems @diasnohibng @imkikibtw @it-was-never-meant-to-be-boys @padf00ts-l0ver @thecraziestcrayon @rosepetalsparks @hellbound-bunny @runway-to-my-aid @herejustforjj @pookiedookie06 @wxnderingthoughts @ziayamikaelson @taysirene @herejustforjj @runway-to-my-aid @p-peacholic @iwannabeapogue @vidyagaems @derangedangel @itty-bitty-dancer @sugercoated-lame @chaoticficrecs @ aphr0d1teh @ goldenmoonbeam @ carolinagand @ teamspideyman @ fruitypebblesstuff @ fvcking-gxddess @ rosaprep @ pussy-drunk @ raynelbabe @ softmullet @ hopelezzromanticsblog @ xxlaynaxx @ imatrisk @ gublerstylesobrien1238 @ thefemininemystiquee @ namjoonsbuspass @ pinkyprincess147 @ leah-bobeea @ lonely-bebita @ babygirlwilly @ wannabeddiesgirl @ winterswhore @ meowarmin @ maxinehufflepuffprincess @ lovestay-woozi17
#fezco#fezco x reader#fezco imagine#fezco supremacy#fezco euphoria#euphoria#euphoria fanfiction#euphoria x reader#fezco angst#fez#fezco euphoria x reader#angus cloud#rip angus cloud
478 notes
·
View notes
Text
Don't touch my man
Summary: You come over to Fezco house and hear Lexi in his room.
Warning: Fighting (if any other warnings please let me know)
WC: 592
You had texted Fez about five times no response. After you were done with your errands you decided to swing by his place and check up on him. Knocking on the door you wait for a response and Ash comes to the door. "What's up, Y/N?" Ash says as he moves to the side to let you in the apartment. "Nothing much, I just finished up with some stuff and decided to come by. Is Fez here?" Looking around the apartment to see if you notice him anywhere. "Yeah he is in his room. He must be on the phone or something cause I can here him talking."
Giving Ash a nod you decide to head over to Fez room. You walk up to the door slowly and hear him talking to what sounds like another girl. Leaning your head against the door you being to listen to the conversation that is unfolding.
"I told you that you need to stop coming around Lexi." Fez says with annoyance. "Come on Fez you know me and you make a way better couple. Why wont you give me a chance?" the sound of Lexi talking makes your blood boil. "Listen Lex, I got tired of waitin' for you to give me a chance. I'm happy with Y/N and I don't want to screw it up. You gotta get out of my place. Y/N has been texting me and she is probably going to come by soon." Fez seems calm as he tells her and it makes you smile.
"Give me a kiss and if there is no spark then I will leave and not bother you." Lexi saying that was enough for you and you swung open the door. "Are you fucking serious right now Lexi?!" you walk over to her and grab her by her hair. Now you are dragging her down the hallway to the front door. Lexi is screaming for you to let go but you don't listen to her. "Ash will you please open the front door for me?" you give him a little smile and he does as you ask. You drag Lexi out of the house and finally let go of her hair. "Listen I have tried being nice to you, but you have gone to far this time. Fezco told you he is happy with me. If I see you around him or Ash again I will do a lot worse then pull your hair." giving her a little smile a crossing your arms. Lexi gets up and comes closer to you, "I will have him and there is nothing you can do about it." With her saying this your anger boils over. You pull your arm back and punch her straight in the face. Lexi screams and leans over while blood pours from her nose. "I wont say it again. Leave him the fuck alone. I can do a lot worse Lexi." Lexi stands up and gets on her bike and rides away.
Walking past Fez and Ash you walk to the freezer and get an ice pack out placing it on your hand. You sit down on the couch, Fez and Ash come and stand in front of you. "That was fucking awesome Y/N!" Ash says this while giving you a high five. Fezco put his hand out and as soon as you grab it he is taking you to the bedroom. Fez shuts the door and throws you on the bed. While taking his shirt off he says, "That was fuckin hot. Now I'm gonna fuck you ma."
#fezco x reader#fezco x y/n#fezco x you#fezco#fezco euphoria#fezco angst#fezco smut#fezco fluff#fezco fic#fezco imagine
885 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dude…I-he was my favorite..he was a big reason I kept going everyday was because he was able too..
#fezco x reader#fez x reader#euphoria fez#ashtray euphoria#fez x reader fluff#fezco angst#fezco euphoria#euphoria fezco#euphoria#fez x reader angst
168 notes
·
View notes
Text
Decided that Fezco deserved some love because I couldn't think of anyone else to write about and his character is just *chefs kiss*
Imagine: Fez and you are in his car high out of your minds talking about the future. The night sky is beautiful and you enjoy the fresh air... And things start to get a little bit heated -Wink-Wonk-
Warnings: Drug Abuse, Strong Language, Sexual themes, Angst kind of but not really, Vaping and Fez being an amazing boyfriend.
Word count: 816
The car was hot, a big contrast to the cold air of the night. The familiar smell of weed filling your noses. You must admit that the feeling of being high was nice, stripping you of any of your worries. It was quite late and Ash had finally agreed to go to sleep. Sometimes he is like a grown man trapped in a kids body, other times he actually acts his age. Like tonight when he put up a fight about going to bed early.
In all honestly the pair of you would usually let him stay up but the day had been stressful and you wanted time to yourselves. The edge being taken off by the drug really helping with the headache you had accumulated during the day. Your boyfriend lay next to you, eyes closed basking in his calm state.
Leaning over, you press a kiss to his cheek causing him to open his eyes. Both of your eyes catching each others for a moment. Still bliss in this state of Euphoria. Taking another swig from the large bottle of alcohol and collapsing next to the gorgeous man. You turn on your side a sudden urge to be close to him washing over you.
Breaking the silence Fezco lets out a sigh "What do you think will happen in the future." You were slightly taken aback by the question. And although he didn't seem like it, he constantly wondered about what the future would hold. For a while you pondered about the question unsure of how to respond. Many thoughts went through your head.
Did you want to have kids? Would you still be living in this hell hole of a town? What would happen to Ash?
"I don't know," you responded honestly. He nodded somewhat agreeing with you. But there was something behind his glazed out eyes. "What do you want to happen?" Just that question set something off in him. You could tell he had an idea and you were sure it was going to be good. He let out a quick cough and began,
"I wanna get out of this town and start a family," a lazy smile was on his lips as he said this. He was thinking about what it would be like, it was obvious. "Me, you and Ash without all of the drugs and looking after my grandmother." The confession didn't shock you but just intrigued you more into his thinking. "I wanna get to a point where I can have a kid and not be worried for its life," He says with emotion clear in his voice at the end.
You just listen to him expectantly casually replying with a "Mhm," or "Yeah." He was quite optimistic but knew not to get his hopes up because anything could happen. Although you shouldn't, you couldn't help but think about how hot he looked in that moment. Eyes droopy while he talked about his future with you.
A sudden burst of energy ran over you as you leaned over and kissed him. Instinctively, he pulled you onto his lap - straddling him. This quick kiss turned into a heated make-out sesh between the two of you. The drugs coursing through your system making you feel like you're floating. Things went from zero to a hundred extremely fast. Both of you trying to get closer to each other. Like you had been starved of each others touch for far too long.
Discarding your jacket, you started to grind down onto him a muffled moan escaping your lips. You felt your body heat up more if that was even possible. Knowing that things were starting to get exciting, he flipped you onto your back on the back seat.
A surprised squeal left your lips as he began grinding down on to you adding back to the friction. "Don't start something you cant finish, mamas," he whispers in your ear. The windows steaming up from the heat in the metal box.
Tonight was definitely going to be one you remembered...
A/n: I'm going to admit, writing this made a little hot ya know. Anywho I wanna know who you want One Shots or headcanons of so my asks are always open!!!.
#euphoria#fezco angst#fezco x y/n#fezco x reader#fezco fanfic#fezco euphoria#fezco supremacy#I love this man#euphoria smut#Nate jacobs#ash and fezco#Cassie#maddie perez
308 notes
·
View notes
Text
🧃EUFEZCO'S MASTERLIST🧃
## A B O U T M E
( euphoria, stranger things, house of the dragon, wednesday, alice in borderland, the last of us , the hunger games )
she/her. bi. 9teen. sag ☼
english isn't my first language.
this isn't my main so i can't really reply to you in the comments nor follow you back. but i always read every comment and i appreciate them so much <3 and if you want to be moots, my dms are open and so my emoji anons
📬 REQUEST STATUS: OPEN !
## M Y L A T E S T W O R K S
❥ THREE LIES AT ONCE (FINNICK ODAIR)
❥ A SEASHORE CONFESSION (FINNICK ODAIR)
❥ REQUEST: FINNICK X READER WITH A TROUPE RIVALS TO LOVERS
## M O S T P O P U L A R W O R K
1. THE STAINS (EDDIE MUNSON)
2. CONFIDENCE (STEVE HARRINGTON)
3. THE GRIEF OF LOSING EDDIE MUNSON
M A R V E L 🇺🇸
B U C K Y B A R N E S
S T R A N G E R T H I N G S 📿
S T E V E H A R R I N G T O N
-> YOU'RE TOO DRUNK FOR THIS
-> CONFIDENCE (S. H. x FEM!READER)
-> HELP (S. H. x FEM!READER)
-> POOL SEX (S. H. x FEM!READER)
-> WAIT FOR IT (KING!S. H. x FEM!READER)
-> THE GRIEF OF LOSING EDDIE MUNSON (S. H. x BYERS!FEM!READER)
-> REQUEST: SOFT!DOM STEVE HARRINGTON
-> JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY (STEVE HARRINGTON X READER)
-> REQUEST: STEVE, NANCY, ROBIN AND EDDIE ARE IN THE UPSIDE DOWN, READER IS PARANOID THAT SOMETHING MIGHT HAPPEN TO HER AND STEVE HAS TO REASSURE THAT WON'T HAPPEN
-> IF I WERE TO KISS YOU THEN GO TO HELL, I WOULD. SO THEN I CAN BRAG WITH THE DEVILS I SAW HEAVEN WITHOUT EVER ENTERING IT (STEVE HARRINGTON X READER)
-> REQUEST I FEEL LIKE HE’D BE NEGLECTED IN ALL HIS RELATIONSHIPS, GIRLS JUST WANTING TO GET WITH HIM BECAUSE OF HOW GOOD HE IS, TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HIM. THEN WHEN HE IS FINALLY WITH READER AND SHE REALIZES THIS BECAUSE SHE ASKS HIM WHAT HE WANTS OR HOW HE LIKES HIS BJS AND HE DOESN’T KNOW SO SHE SPENDS THE WHOLE NIGHT SOLELY FOCUSED ON MAKING HIM
-> VECNA'S CURSE (S.H. x HARGROVE!FEM!READER)
-> REQUEST I HAVE THIS IDEA OF STEVE AND Y/N JUST DOING POTTERY TOGETHER AND THEY END UP MAKING OUT AND LEADING INTO MORE
-> THE FAMILY YOU CHOSE (S.H. X FEM!READER)
-> FORGIVENESS IS A NICE THING TO DO (S.H. x FEM!MUNSON READER)
-> ...READY FOR IT? (S.H. x FEM!READER)
E D D I E M U N S O N
-> STAY SAFE (EDDIE MUNSON X READER)
-> THE STAINS (EDDIE MUNSON X READER)
-> REQUEST WOULD YOU WRITE ANYTHING FOR EDDIE X PLUS SIZE!READER?
-> REQUEST BEGGING YOU TO DO A EDDIE INSPIRED BY THIS TIKTOK
-> FOUR TIMES EDDIE MUNSON KISSED YOU ( x FEM!READER)
-> DREAM OF A LIFETIME (EDDIE MUNSON X PREGNANT!READER)
B I L L Y H A R G R O V E
-> REQUEST: BILLY FIC WHERE READER IS A BADDIE BUT THEN BILLY FINDS OUT SHE ALSO GOT SOME TRAUMA FROM HER PARENTS
-> REQUEST: BILLY IS DATING THE GOOD GIRL FROM SCHOOL AND EVERYONE TELLS HER THAT HE'LL BREAK HER HEART BC IT'S BILLY HARGROVE BUT IN REALITY BILLY WANTS SOMETHING SERIOUS WITH HER
-> REQUEST: BILLY HARGROVE X READER WHERE READER AND BILLY ARE AT A PARTY TOGETHER AND WHILST SHE’S THERE SOMEONE PUTS SOMETHING IN HER DRINK AND SHE STARTS FEELING ALL FUNNY, LUCKILY BILLY FINDS HER BEFORE ANYTHING BAD HAPPENS AND INSTANTLY REALISES WHAT’S WRONG WITH HER AND HE’S SO MAD AT WHOEVER DID IT BUT AT THE SAME TIME HE’S SO SCARED BECAUSE HIS GIRL IS LITERALLY ALMOST UNRESPONSIVE IN HIS ARMS.
M U L T I P L E C H A R A C T E R S
-> SEX HEADCANONS (BILLY HARGROVE, EDDIE MUNSON, STEVE HARRINGTON & JONATHAN BYERS X READER)
-> DADS (BILLY HARGROVE, EDDIE MUNSON, JONATHAN BYERS, STEVE HARRINGTON)
-> REQUEST: FIRST TIME WITH BILLY AND EDDIE
-> 💗💜💙 (BI!FEM!READER X STEVE HARRINGTON)
-> WE (STEVE HARRINGTON X FEM!READER)
-> TAKING CARE OF MAX AT THE HOSPITAL (HOPPER!FEM!READER X STEVE HARRINGTON)
THE HUNGER GAMES 🩸
F I N N I C K O D A I R
-> IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE BABY
-> HEART TO HEART
-> A SEASHORE CONFESSION
-> THREE LIES AT ONCE
-> REQUEST: FINNICK X READER WITH A TROUPE RIVALS TO LOVERS
M U L T I P L E C H A R A C T E R S
-> KISSING THEM (CORIOLANUS SNOW, FINNICK ODAIR, PEETA MELLARK, SEJANUS PLINTH)
T H E L A S T O F U S 🍄
J O E L M I L L E R
-> SARAH WANTS JOEL TO ASK YOU OUT (J. M X FEM!READER)
-> YOU DENY HIM A KISS AND JOEL DOESN'T TAKE IT WELL ( J. M x FEM!READER)
-> MOM!READER MEETS JOEL AGAIN AFTER THE OUTBREAK (J. M X FEM!MOM!READER)
-> PREOUTBREAK!JOEL VS POSTOUTBREAK!JOEL SMUT (J. M X FEM!READER)
-> UNNOTICED (J. M X FEM!READER)
-> PREOUTBREAK!JOEL DEALING WITH HIS THREE GIRLS (J. M X FEM!READER)
-> SUPER SHY (J. M X FEM!READER)
-> WEDDING DAY (SISTER'S FIANCE!JOEL X FEM!READER)
-> JELOUS OF TESS (J. M X FEM!READER)
P E D R O P A S C A L M U L T I P L E C H A R A C T E R S
-> KISSES (OBERYN MARTELL, JAVIER PEÑA, DIN DJARIN, JOEL MILLER)
-> SEEING HIS FACE FOR THE FIRST TIME (DIN DJARIN X FEM!READER)
W E D N E S D A Y 🎟️
T Y L E R G A L P I N
-> TASTE OF YOU (T. G. x VAMPIRE!READER)
-> I DID IT FOR YOU (T. G. x VAMPIRE!FEM!READER)
-> DAD HEADCANONS (T. G. x WEREWOLF!FEM!READER)
X A V I E R T H O R P E
-> LOVER (X. T. x VAMPIRE!READER)
A L I C E I N B O R D E R L A N D 🧶
C H I S H I Y A S H U N T A R O
-> BACK TO YOU (C.S. x FEM!READER)
-> CHISHIYA REFUSED MEDICINE UNTIL IT CAME TO YOU (C. S. x FEM!READER)
M U L T I P L E C H A R A C T E R S
-> KISSES (ARISU, CHISHIYA, KYUMA, KUINA, NIRAGI, USAGI)
H O U S E O F T H E D R A G O N 🐉
D A E M O N T A R G A R Y E N
-> THE ROGUE PRINCE AND THE FORBIDDEN LADY (D.T x FEM!STARK!READER)
-> SHORT HAIR SUITS YOU (D.T. x FEM!READER)
A E M O N D T A R G A R Y E N
-> HIS PERSONAL REVENGE (A. T. x FEM!READER)
E U P H O R I A 🪻
F E Z C O
-> THIGH RIDING (FEZCO X READER)
-> REQUEST: COULD YOU PLEASE MAKE ONE WHERE Y/N TELLS ASH THAT SHE'S PREGNANT BECAUSE SHE WAS SCARED TO TELL FEZ PT. 2
-> REQUEST: CAN U DO A FEZ SMUT OF HIM WANTING TO EAT THE READER OUT?
-> REQUEST: HI, CAN YOU DO A LENGTHY FEZ SMUT WHERE HIM & READER SPEND THE DAY TOGETHER SHOPPING AND STOP AT A LINGERIE STORE. SHE'S TRYING STUFF ON TEASING HIM AND THEN THEY GO INTO THE DRESSING ROOM TRYING TO BE QUIET EVEN THROUGH FEZ IS GOING HARD.
-> RUE INTERRUPTS YOUR NIGHT WITH FEZCO (FEZCO X READER)
-> YOU ASK FEZCO TO CHOKE YOU (FEZCO X READER)
-> FEZCO FUCKING YOU IN YOUR NEW DRESS (FEZCO X PLUS SIZE!READER)
-> REQUEST: FEZCO X READER. THEY ARE DATING AND EXPLORING THEIR SEXYAL LIKES AND DISLIKES. DO YOU THINK FEZ WOULD BE DOWN TO THE READER PEGGING HIM?
-> REQUEST: CAN YOU PLEASE DO ONE WHERE THE READER AND FEZCO ARE TOGETHER AND ONE NIGHT THE READER GETS DRUNK AND FEZCO TAKES CARE OF HER??
-> I SENT HER BACK TO HER BOYFRIEND WITH MY HANDPRINT ON HER ASS CHEEK (FEZCO X READER)
-> FRIENDSHIP WITH FEZCO (FEZCO X READER)
-> REQUEST: FEZCO SMUT X READER. HE TAKES THIS GOOD GIRLS VIRGINITY AND ASKS HIS GRANDMA FOR TIPS ON HOW TO TREAT HER WELL
-> FEZCO HAS TO SAVE YOU FROM YOUR DISASTROUS HOUSEHOLD (FEZCO X READER)
N A T E J A C O B S
-> NATE FINDS YOUR DILDO AND HE'S NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT (NATE JACOBS X READER)
J U L E S V A U G H N
-> MEETING JULES (JULES X READER)
#stranger things#stranger things fluff#stranger things smut#stranger things angst#euphoria#euphoria fluff#euphoria smut#ehuphoria angst#steve harrington#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington smut#steve harrington angst#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington imagine#eddie munson#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson smut#eddie munson angst#billy hargrove#billy hargrove fluff#billy hargrove smut#billy hargrove angst#fezco#fezco fluff#fezco smut#fezco angst
1K notes
·
View notes
Note
could you write about where you're fez gf and the episode where mouse shows up with the fentanyl but it's you instead of rue? love your writting btw!! <3
thank you :) i hope you like this!!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
You were on the couch watching TV when Fez's phone started ringing. He went silent the second he saw it was Mouse. This was the first time you were gonna be present on a deal and it freaked him the fuck out.
"Yo, Ash! Get the money!" Fez shouted down the hall as he walked towards you, who was completely unaware. He took a deep breath and walked around the couch, grabbing the remote to turn off the TV while he sat down on the coffee table.
"Hey, wha- why would you turn it off? I was watching that." You chuckled but quickly frowned when you saw his worried expression.
"Mouse is comin' any minute now. I need you to sit here and stay quiet, okay?" Fez whispered and placed his hand on your knee. You nodded slowly, not trusting your voice in the moment.
"If he asks for your name and shit like that, you answer." He continued and you nodded again.
"Everything goes well, he'll be outta here real quick. I won't let him hurt you, ma." Fezco whispered, cupping your cheek as you looked at him with watery eyes.
You were about to speak when a loud knock came from the front door. Mouse was there. Fez tapped you on the knee before standing up to grab the bag from Ash.
"Go open up." He ordered and opened the bag before placing it on the dinning room table. You stayed fidgeting with your fingers, imagining every scenario possible.
A manly voice filled the house and heavy footsteps neared the living room. Mouse always expected an empty house which is why he was taken by surprise when he saw you on the couch.
“So, this your little bitch?” He asked, leaning down behind you.
“Nah, bruh. That’s my girl.” Fez answered, sitting down across from you. Mouse walked around the couch and kneeled in front of you, extending his hnad for you to shake.
“Well, hello, there.” He said and pulled your hand towards his lips to kiss it. “My name is Mouse. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Fez looked at the whole thing, wanting nothing but to shoot him in the head for touching you. Your eyes drifted to him and remained quiet as Mouse moved to the dining room again.
“Yo, Custer, toss me that bag.” The man asked before continuing. “All right, check it. I got 100 OP-OC 80s, 500 Xanny bars, 500 20s of Addy..”
Your eyes widen as you heard the long list of drugs. You looked at Fez in fear as your hands shook on your lap. Just breath he mouthed at you and you nodded. Your head drifted to the side to see Ash standing against the wall, looking at everything unfold. Custer began to mumble numbers as he counted the amount in his head and-
“7,750.” The guys said breaking your stance. You turned back to Fez to see him scutching forward on the couch as he reached into his pocket.
“Here.” Fez threw a paper bag towards Mouse.
“Sure you don’t want no Fentanyl?”
“Nah, man, I’m cool off that shit. There's too many ODs, and I don’t want the heat.” The redhead replied.
“How about you? You ever tried Fentanyl?” Mouse asked, standing next to you.
“No.” You whispered.
“No, she’s good, bruh.” Fez tried to interject. Mouse sat next to you and tucked away the hair from your shoulder.
“Gonna let him talk for you?” He whispered, leaning close to you.
“I-I don’t know.” You shook your head, looking up at Fez in panic.
“Don’t look at him. Look at me.” Mouse said sternly causing you to turn to him. “You ever try it?”
You shook your head as his hand went to you hair once again.
“Yo, for real, bruh. I don’t want her fucking with that shit.” Fez said with gritted teeth, feeling anger course through him. Mouse ignored the redhead and scutched closer to you, still playing with your hair.
“You know that feeling when you come so hard that you can’t hear or feel shit?” He asked. “You like that feeling?”
“Yeah.” You whispered.
“Well, shit. You gonna love this.” Mouse dug his hand into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a knife while the other held the drug. The tip of the metal scooped up a drop of the Fentanyl and brought it close to your mouth.
“I-i’m good, actually.”
"What, you don't trust me?" He asked, getting defensive, making you lean back a bit.
"Yo, for real, man. She's good." Fez spoke, sensing your fear.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch. Ain't nobody talkin' to you." Mouse said harshly, keeping his eyes on you. "Tell your little boyfriend I'm not talking to him right now. Tell him, 'shut the fuck up'."
You lifted your eyes to meet Fez. He was staring with his jaw clenched, watching as the tattooed man got closer to you. Anger burned inside the redhead. All he wanted was to pull you away and shoot Mouse in the head.
"Come on. Don't be scared." He muttered taking the knife closer to your lips. "It's not gonna bite you. Come on. Try it."
Fezco shook his head as you stared at him in fear before looking down at the knife. You looked at the ceiling, silently asking God or whatever was out there to not let you die. So after that, you placed your lips around the tip of the blade, letting the substance fall into your system.
After a little bit, your eyes got droopy and your body got weak, making you fall over to the side. Your breathing was a bit slow and your mind was hazy. Something wasn't right but your senses were not functioning at the moment. You looked at Fez that remained on the couch, watching how his eyes turned from anger to slight worry.
"It hits quick." Mouse said, watching as you fell over before looking over at Fez. "You like the way that feels?"
"Yeah." You mumbled as he took one of your legs to move it on top of his lap.
"You want a couple of patches, girl?"
"Uh... okay."
He smiled devilishly and placed the patch in your inner thigh, making Fez's skin crawl. Mouse sat facing the redhead with a smile before licking his lips.
"It's gonna cost you 300." He said as you groaned, slightly moving. "Come on. Pay up, little sis."
"I only have like... five dollars." You mumbled.
"I said 300." Mouse said once again, never parting his eyes from Fezco as he began to graze his finger up and down your thigh.
"Yo, Mouse. Let me pay for it, man." Fez said, digging his hand into his pocket.
"I thought you was too good for fentanyl. What is it? Everybody's changing their motherfucking minds on me?"
"Yeah." Custer chuckled.
"If she can't afford it, she gonna have to find another way of paying me. Straight up." The dealer said, staring at your body as his hand moved on your thigh. Fez clenched his jaw, digging his free hand in between the couch cushion to make sure the gun was ready to be pulled out.
"Yo, man, just let me pay for it." Fezco said, taking out the money before standing up. "I got the money right here."
He hands Mouse the money, sneaking a look at you to make sure you were still awake and you were. Your vision was blurry but you could hear everything that was going on.
"Dang. Boyfriend must love you." The tattooed man said, counting the money before looking at the redhead again. "It's gonna cost you $600 now, man."
"Damn. You gonna do me like that bruh?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna do you like that. Straight up. Get that shit." He muttered, yanking the money out of Fez's hands.
Fez sat down again, looking at you before turning to Mouse. His mind was completely focused on you so he didn't even hear Mouse talk. He just saw his lips moving as he stood up to leave. The moment the door closed, Fezco rose to his feet and grabbed the drugs, quickly walking towards Ash.
"Go flush that shit down the toilet." He muttered handing it to his brother. "And get the Narcan, just in case."
Just mentioning the Narcan made his skin crawl. Once Ashtray disappeared into the bathroom, Fezco raced to you, immediately kneeling next to the couch. He pushed off the hair from your face and watched as your eyes fluttered opened for a second.
"Fez?" You whispered, lazily raising your hand.
"Yeah, it's me baby." He replied, grabbing your hand. "I'm right here. Imma help you, okay? We just gotta take it slow."
"I'm-I'm sorry... for taking it." You mumbled, moving your head to look at him better. "I shouldn't have done that."
"It's okay, ma. I promise it's okay." He leaned in and pecked your forehead, mentally thanking God that you were awake and breathing. "Let me take care o' you."
And like every day before that, he did.
769 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hey guys, everyone who loves Fezco as much as me and has wattpad help me please.
First of all therw was this bomb ass story about Fezco and this girl (i can't remember her name tho it was something like Lilly)
There was two parts of the story. Like two seperate books, but i can't seem to find it.
All i can remember it was called something like "Mocking bird" or "to kill a mockingbird " And the other book was called "Fish food"
I remember it having like a gray and black cover.
I'M GONNA DIE IF I DON'T FIND IT AND READ IT AGAIN🙏😭
#fezco euphoria#fezco fanfic#fezco x reader#fezco imagine#fezco smut#wattpad#fanfic#fezco o'neill#fezco angst#fezco imagines
15 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝 || 𝐅𝐞𝐳𝐜𝐨
“𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘰
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳“
Inspo: G-Eazy - The Beautiful and Damned
G-Eazy - Him and I
Pairing: Fezco x Black!Fem!reader
Summary: You would do anything for you, and he would do the same. Even if it hurt everyone caught in the crossfire.
Warnings: Slightly graphic (gore?) and overall angst all over.
Words 2542
“Baby, I need something from you.”
From where Fez was, he could see you with a rag in one hand and your pistol in the other. A low hum came from your chest as you continued to clean the Glock 19 intently. Prior training having invested in your love and care for making sure your weapon was always at its best performance. This was also a time Fez knew not to bother you as it was part of your daily ritual, but the problem couldn’t wait.
“It’s Mouse. I think he’s onto us about stealing his client's cash.” As soon as the statement fell from his lips, you let the slide snap into place.
Now, it wasn’t like you were pissed at Fez or Ash for what they had to do. With how police were suddenly at your guys’ front door, they had to do what they had to do. The same was felt with how Fez and you needed to gather some money to settle Mouse for the pills he had given you guys and had to get rid of.
But perhaps you were having a bad day or maybe you were just expecting the absolute worse to come from Fez because he never bothered you with something like this unless absolutely necessary. And judging by his hesitant tone, you had a rough idea what he was going to ask.
“And you need me to kill him?” His bitter silence was enough for you to laugh coldly. “Of-fucking-course you want me to kill him.” Standing to your feet, you loaded your pistol and placed it in the back of your jeans. “I’m your personal fucking assassin now.”
“Baby, you know that’s not it.” Fez tried taking a few steps forward, but you lifted a finger, ordering him to stop as you shrugged on your hoodie.
“Then what were you in here to ask me for, Fezzy?” You spat. “Were you going to ask me to come to bed or give you someone to rant to because you had to decide to fuck with the rich kid?”
He followed you out of the room and down the hall whilst exclaiming, “If you don’t want to do it, then just say that!”
“That’s the problem Fez, I shouldn’t have to tell you I don’t!” You yelled. “If you loved me enough, you would know that you are putting my life at risk every time you fuck up. It’s like you want me to get killed.”
“That ain’t true!” Fez yelled back, following you to the front door.
“But you wanna know why I do it when you ask me, huh?” You questioned, slipping your Nikes on. “I do it because if you or Ash get hurt, I feel like that’s on my hands. I do it because I am scared to lose either of you because there might be one day I don’t kill someone for you and it’s that person that gets you either caught or killed. Then I have absolutely nothing left in my life!”
For years, Fez had been by your side. Defending you against the kids that used to bully you and your father. Since you two were kids, both of you were in the same class but lived two completely different lives. He was a math genius and part-time drug dealer with his grandmother. Whilst you were a science wiz and training with your ex-marine father who ran a strict household. The two you struggled through each of your pasts with your father dying and Fez’s grandma becoming ill. So, all you had left was him and Ash.
So, your commitment to your relationship with Fez and Ash had solidified when the boy allowed you to move into his place when the two of you were just children. And with the addition of you two dating for 6 years, you were in it for the long haul.
“Everything I do is to keep you and Ash safe,” you spat sternly. “I’d kill a damn cop if it meant saving either of you. But you know why I would do it, Ash?” You suddenly asked the boy who sat in the living room, eavesdropping on the entire conversation. Fezco frowned, turning towards the living room where you watched to only see his brother slowly pop up from the couch.
He stood there for a moment, thinking of the possible answer you wanted. But when he did, he looked up confidently. “Because you would do anything for us.”
Hearing that, you pointed at the boy as you looked back at your boyfriend. “I would go to the ends of the Earth if it meant keeping you safe,” you said. “But you need to either choose to pick your fights more carefully or end things with me because I can’t keep doing this forever, Fez. People are going to catch on and instead of you going to jail, I’ll be the one being taken away.”
Sighing, you turned and grabbed your backpack that held a spare pair of clothes. “And I highly doubt you have the facilities to change that if it ever happened. So, you think long and hard about that until I get back, yeah?” You didn’t leave any room for him to reply as you were already slamming the door on his face and marching to your car.
You knew that in some way, it wasn’t entirely Fezco’s or even Ash’s fault. But that was the softer side of you talking half the time. Holding over the fact that you were very much willing to leave at this point would finally get them considering your contributions around here. Because let’s be honest, in half the sticky situations they’ve found themselves in, you have been there to kill someone for them.
Yes, almost all of them were by decision, but you found that recently, you were growing worried. With the police showing up, nearly killing Mouse’s client, and Nate Jacobs entirely, you guys were getting sloppy. Making lousy mistakes that neither three of you have made before until now. So, if it came to fucking up with people, you had to be forced to kill people. But that was the difference from before to now. You were forced. Completely different from free will.
Arriving outside the location Ashtray sent you, you shut off your car and watched the house. It was a small building in the lower part of East Highland. Basically the hood, but also the place your Mom lived for a while before she passed.
The light was on inside the house and you could see shadows moving past the windows blocked out by curtains. Beginning to hum My Way by Frank Sinatra, you reached over to the glove compartment and grabbed a small box and your suppressor. “And now the end is near,” you muttered, grabbing two latex gloves and slipping them onto your hands. “And so I face the final curtain.”
Screwing on the end of the suppressor to the muzzle of your pistol, you grabbed the crank for the windows and rolled them down halfway. Once that was done, you glanced down at your phone before pulling the slide back and flipping off the safety. Turning off your phone completely, you hopped out. Holding your pistol, you hid it in the pockets of your sweater and walked across the street. The night air causes shivers to run up and down your spine. Then again, it could be the adrenaline beginning to kick in.
Walking up the steps, the sound of music blasting inside filled your ears. Opening up the screen door, you slammed your fist against the door. “Aye, Mouse!” You called. “I got some stuff on Fez that I need to tell you!”
The music lowered considerably as you heard footsteps moving around on the other side. It took a moment before the door cracked open with Custer looking out at you. “You said you got stuff on Fezco?” He asked.
You nodded. “Yeah - Can I just talk to Mouse, Cust?” You spat. “I feel like I am always talking to a fucking brick wall when it comes to you, man?”
“What the fuck did you just-” The latch to lock was pulled off with Custer about to attack, but you pistol-whipped him.
The painful crack of his nose shattering filled the air before his wails and cries followed. You left him at the front step bleeding against the wall as you entered the smoke-filled house. Faye was passed out in a chair, a needle still stuck in her arm.
Your nose twitched as you stood aligned with the doorway, glancing at Faye. “Faye!” You whispered, getting no response. “Faye, wake the fuck up!” Again, she was unresponsive, causing your nerves to settle in. But your dad’s voice rang freely in the back of your mind as you breathed in deeply.
“When people have their back against the wall, they’ll do whatever is necessary to keep from losing what they got. That is the showing the truest part of someone.” His arms were wrapped around your throat in a headlock as he said the words. Your grunts and groans are forced out of you. Eyes fluttering from the loss of oxygen. “I wonder what type of human you are, Y/n.”
Exhaling, you came from around the corner and shot Mouse in the stomach. He cried out, hand holding the sawed-off shotgun falling to his side where his finger tensed and fired. Blowing off his foot and causing him to fall to the ground in wails as you lower your gun.
“What the fuck?” You breathed, walking towards the man as he continued to scream.
“Y/n, you bitch!” He yelled. “I’m going to fucking kill you, Fez, and Ashtray, you little bitch! You’re fucking dead!
Firing a shot into his shoulder, he yelled out in pain. Looking back at Faye, you saw the girl still passed out. Pressing two fingers to her pulse point, you felt a heartbeat, but it was faint.
Clenching your jaw, you looked over at Custer, who was sitting at the door moaning in pain. “Fuck!” You hissed, standing up and walking up to the man. Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, you yanked him inside before slamming the door shut.
He cowered away as you pointed at the blonde. “You are going to get her to a hospital or so help me God, Custer. I will fucking kill you myself.”
“Y-Yeah, of course, man.” He stuttered as you walked over to Mouse.
Seeing him reach for the shotgun, you stomped on his hand. “Watch it, Mouse,” you mocked. “The cat might get you.” Reaching down, you grabbed his wallet from his jacket pocket. Stuffing it in the back of your pants before evidently kicking his square in the jaw.
The force was enough to break his jaw and cause his moans and cries to be muffled. “Fucking, rodent.” You spat bitterly.
But Mouse being the dumbass he was, spoke with his broken jaw that made his worlds fumble all over. “Fuck you, whore! You are dead!”
“Yeah, you already said that, bud.” Grabbing the shotgun, you walked over to Custer and waved him to stand up. “Get up, Cust.”
Hesitantly, he did and you waved him over. Again with hesitance, he did so until he was stood between you and Mouse. “Alright, grab ahold of the shotgun or I’ll kill you.”
Feeling the muzzle of your pistol in his side, he took the shotgun in his hand whilst yours ghosted over his. “Now, you’re going to kill, little Mouse.”
Mouse’s eyes widened in shock at your order as you forced your index finger over Custer’s that rested on the trigger and pulled. The blast of the shotgun shell caused the top half of Mouse’s head to explode. His skull hit the ground wetly as Custer stared in shock as you patted his shoulder. “Thanks, kid.”
And he wasn’t in full realization of what you had done before it was too late. Heard your car race away as the sirens of the police could be heard in the distance and quickly approaching.
Fez was on the couch when you got home, eyes heavy and footsteps shuffled. You wore a whole new set of clothes, having ditched the others somewhere he knew not to question. Entering the kitchen, you placed your gun on the table and glanced up at him. A blank look on your face as you turned and walked down the hall without a single word. And Fez sat on that couch until he heard your guys’ bedroom door shut.
He sat there for a while, just waiting and biding his time. That was until he finally decided to face you and entered the bedroom. The lights were off and your form could be seen in bed. The streetlights outside shining some light inside the room. Just enough to see your ebony flesh peeking out from the edge of the blankets. He quietly stripped down to a pair of boxers before sliding in.
“Did you make a decision?” Your voice had him tensing up, but quickly relaxing when you rolled over to face him. If it wasn’t for how dark it was, he might’ve been able to see the bags under your eyes. The drive home had taken longer because you take extra precautions when it comes to not allowing any form of connection to be tied from you and to the murder. Not to mention getting rid of the evidence, takes a lot of energy from you.
Fez stared down at you. “I would choose you over anything,” he said, “but I also have realized that what I make you do isn’t right for both of us.”
His confession made you frown and sit up as he continued. “I know that keeping you in this environment is only just going to get you arrested or worse-”
“Wait, Fez. What are you saying?” You questioned. “Are you breaking up with me?”
The silence was the answer given, and you took that and ran with it. Pursing your lips with a soft nod before getting up to your feet. Scavenging across the room for your clothes and in the ceiling for your own personal stash of cash you’ve kept there building and spending time to time for 3 years. And Fez watched every single second of it, not saying a word as he painfully now was paying the price for his truthfulness.
Sighing, you shrugged your backpack strap on your shoulder and walked to the door. Carefully opening it, cautious to Ash who was asleep and the last person you wanted to encounter now. But stopping short, you dropped the money bag and turned to Fez. Walking up to him and cupping his cheek.
You didn’t lean in or anything, you just gave a tearful smile. “Thank you for everything,” you whispered. “Tell Ash I love him.”
And like that, Fez watched you leave. Probably never coming back because it did hurt you admitting that each point he made was factual, just like the argument you made earlier that night. He loved you, you loved him, but maybe your paths shouldn’t have intertwined when they had.
#euphoria#euphoria hbo#euphoria imagine#euphoria s2#fezco euphoria#fezco#fezco angst#fezco x black!reader#fezco x black!fem!reader#fezco x black reader#x black!reader#x black reader#euphoria x black!reader#euphoria x black!fem!reader#x black!fem!reader#poc reader
195 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗞𝗬𝗘’𝗦 𝗙𝗘𝗭𝗖𝗢 𝗢’𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧!
* = NEWEST | ☀︎︎ = FLUFF | ☽ = ANGST
UPDATED: JULY 10, 2022
SKYE’S NAV. | REQUESTS
SERIES.
COMING SOON!
ONE SHOTS.
☀︎︎ baby mama - after a long sickness and missed period, valentine finally realizes what’s wrong with her (boyfriend!fezco x blackwoman!oc)
☀︎︎ forever his girl - paris and fezco have been best friends for ten years. four out of those ten, they’ve been very obvious and open about their love for each other (bestfriend!fezco x blackwoman!oc)
*☽ not so innocent - some people just don’t understand that cleo’s not one to be fucked with, at all. (boyfriend!fezco x badass!blackwoman!oc)
BLURBS.
COMING SOON!
TROPES.
COMING SOON!
HEAD CANNONS.
COMING SOON!
eddiesblklvr © 2022. DO NOT REPOST, MODIFY, PLAGIARIZE OR CLAIM ANY OF MY WORKS. DO NOT SHARE MY WRITING ON ANY EXTERNAL PLATFORM WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.
#fezco masterlist#fezco fanfic#fez x oc#fezco blurb#fezco smut#fezco imagine#fezco supremacy#fezco x reader#fezco x blackwoman!oc#fezco x black!reader#fezco x ofc#fezco x y/n#fezco x ashtray#fezco x lexi#fezco x you#fezco fic rec#fezco fluff#fezco angst#fezco icons#euphoria fez#fezco series#fezco drabble#euphoria fluff#fezco euphoria
233 notes
·
View notes
Note
AHHHH IM SO GLAD REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN
anyway can you write a fix about fez and his girlfriend being a celebrity actress/singer and she spends a lot of time away from him but when they are together they are both so so happy and maybe like little blurbs of them missing eachother or blurbs of them together and really happy? thank you!!!!
Sure :)
"Another hug." Fezco pulls me back into his arms and I giggle against his chest, loving the feeling of his arms around me. My eyes tear at the thought of not seeing him, touching him, smelling him for months while I'm gone, only able to text him and speak to him over the phone.
I don't know if that's worse for Fez or for me.
"Don't want you to go." He mutters, pressing his face into the crook of my neck, his fingers gripping the back of my shirt tightly, as if he's terrified to let me go. "Wish I could go with you." He sighs, my heart panging painfully in my chest at the sound of his broken, cracked voice.
"You've got Ash to take care of. Your grandma too- I'll be fine." My hand rests on the back of his head, thumb brushing circles into the skin. "I'll just miss you." He nods, pressing one last kiss to my lips before allowing me to step back to wipe my teary eyes. "Go kick some ass."
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A smile spreads across my lips at the sight of my phone lighting up in the dark hotel room, the space in my heart filling with love at Fez's name sprawled out across the screen.
Fezzy How u doin baby
My fingers hover over the keyboard as the three bubbles pop up under his message, my heart racing in my chest and I wait patiently. It had been a long day of filming and interviews, barely getting any time to look over my messages or even give Fez the quickest call.
Fezzy I miss you, so does ash. even rue keeps asking where you are.
My lips pull down into a frown, my heart aching at the thought of him laying in bed, without me, clutching my pillow to him to get any sort of closeness to me.
Me I miss you too, thought of you all day while at work. People kept asking about you and how it feels to be away. I almost cried when one of the interview asked me about Ash.
I bite at my lip, blinking the tears away to try to stay strong, knowing that he's probably a big mushy mess.
Fezzy You got no clue how much that kid misses you. it's getting fuckin annoying and shit, he won't even smoke with me.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Hi baby!" Fez's bright smile makes butterflies erupt in my stomach, my nerves already getting the best of me as we arrive the event, my limo slowing to a stop. "I just got to the event, I needed to talk to you before going in." I blow out a breath, pulling the camera back so he can take a good look at me.
"Look hot, ma. Wish I was there to be on your arm." His voice is bittersweet and I can't help the image that pops up in my head of him decked out in a full suit and tie, matching my dress and on my arm as my favorite accessory.
"I'm just really nervous so I wanted to hear your voice." He grins and runs a hand over the top of his head, tilting his chin teasingly at me.
"You look really good." He whispers, blowing out a breath as his freckled cheeks blush cutely, boyishly.
"I'll send you a picture later of me in a full length mirror. Or maybe my publicist can send you a pic." I wink, catching a glimmer of mischief in his eyes and he chuckles, his brows raising and he sheepishly looks away from the camera.
"I'm sure that I'll be seeing pics all over the media." He whistles, already knowing how this goes and how many pictures and interviews will flood the internet over the next forty-eight hours.
"I'm sure you'll cherish them."
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My hands shake as I look frantically throughout the incoming flights, waiting for my eyes to connect with familiar blue ones, eager to wrap my arms around my man and never let go. And I'm sure he feels the same.
Looking around, I spot him quicker than I thought I would only because he typically waits along the wall so he doesn't get caught up in the paparazzi and fans but today he's in the front. He has a bouquet of flowers in his hands and a huge smile written across his lips.
By the time I'm in his arms, arms thrown around his neck, face buried in his shoulder, he's already whispering kind words, excited more than words can say.
"I missed you." He whispers with a shudder, a small laugh leaving my lips as my feet touch the ground once more, my body leaning back so I can look up at him with teary eyes.
"Missed you more."
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- Taglist: @bubblebuttwade @rafelover2405 @leslienjazzy @sorceresss @grxnde-dwt @alex–awesome–22 @bunnietoof @niyamar1e @serialghost @plantlungs @geniusohn @akaliltimmytim @lilaalouuxx @xshariex @elliotsbeigeguitar @elle4404 @lelieja @srhxpci @joselyn001 @taysirene @spinkspanther @thedivineuphoria @peter-maximoffs @tsukishimawhore @poohkie90 @szlaco @distantsighs @nstyles4299 @wolflover384 @givemefoodandlovesstuff @vane28282
@yeswhatever33 @amirrahfranson @vvaalleennttiinna @f-mu @yaspillz @jeyramarie @skylievin@abbybarnes17 @jointherebellion215 @visiondaddy @steezysimfinds @its-ya-gay-boi-luigi @crunchytoenailsyum@glizzymcguirex @beth123lg @melovesmut @rafecameronswhore @ariianelle @write-from-the-heart @vampviolets@haylee-e@popehaywardssecretgf @honee-chai-tea @lokiandbuckywife @smoke-and-fire @officiallyunofficialperson@heyaitsklaudia@rosepetalsparks @bluetreecloud20 @scenesofobx @double-shot-of-tequila @1dluver13xx @colbysbrocks @iamasimpingh0e @smoke-and-fire386 @loveshineslikethesky @id-3-kbro @diorsitgirl @errorfound101-allideasburnedout @neverwillknowme18 @ellyskey @taylors-folk @loversjoy @myaloveee @thyris-is @lagataprrr @aaaaslaaaan @minjix @luvrosee
#fezco#euphoria#euphoria series#fezco x reader#fez#fez x reader#fezco fanfic#fezco and ashtray#fezcoedit#fezco angst
191 notes
·
View notes
Text
A Broken Promise
Summary: The best night of your life takes an abrupt turn...
A/N: I'm proud of this, I wrote it in an hour! The inspiration for this came to me from this Insta post.
Note: in this fic Custer isn't there and neither is Faye.
Warnings: mentions of blood, violence, guns, bullets, death.
Word Count: 1.7k
Also, click the link under the word "stunned" - it was a random thought I had when proofreading this, lol.
I was two years into my relationship with Fez, recently he had been speaking a lot about the future, one full of complete love and utter euphoria.
Tonight he was putting a start to our dream life, one that we had both discussed included us as husband and wife living on a farm with a few kids running around (Ash too, of course), living a simple but fulfilling life.
"I love you and I don't ever want to live without you", Fez said to me out of the blue while we were sitting on the couch watching old reruns of Friends.
I looked over at him, smiling widely, "I love you too baby, and don't ever want to live without you either", I placed a gentle kiss to his lips.
"I can't wait to call you my wife, to spend the rest of my life with you", he said to me, a soft smile on his face.
"I can't wait to call you my husband", I said to him, mimicking his beautiful smile.
"We're going to have the best life, you and me. Just us, Ash, our kids and a few animals, living the best life away from all of the drama and chaos.
"I cannot wait", excitement coursing through my veins at the thought of our perfect little life. His comment about the drama and chaos that was our lives made me ask him to promise me something, to secure our future, "I need you to promise me what we'll have that life, that we'll get married here with our friends and family and then leave this life behind and start the rest of our lives"
"I promise you, our lives are going to be so easy my love, so simplistic and absolutely perfect", he paused, fiddling in his pants pocket and pulling out a sparkling diamond ring, "For step one of making the promise come true, will you marry me?"
I was stunned, this was the happiest moment of my entire life, the best days of my life were about to begin and nothing could ruin this for us, not now, not ever because as long as we had each other, everything would be okay.
"Yes, of course, yes!", I squealed, Fez laughing loudly at my enthusiasm, placing the gorgeous ring on my left ring finger and gave me a kiss filled with so much passion, promise and love.
The entire evening so far was so beautiful and magical, we spent the next hour talking about our future, about how many kids we wanted and what we'd name them. I had to veto a few of Fez's choices and he had to do the same for me but what we had agreed on and what we decided was that our first son would have 'Ash' as their middle name and our first daughter would have 'Marie' as hers, a homage to the two other most important people in his life.
Everything was like a dream come true until I loud knock on the door had startled us, Fez going to stand up and pausing half way when we heard "SWAT, OPEN UP!" being yelled from the door. Shit!
We were being raided... again and I was fucking terrified.
Ash was upstairs playing video games, all of us had been taking a night off from the normal hustle and bustle that our lives bought.
He came down at the noise and shot us a questioning look.
I swallowed down my nerves and fears and tried my best to comfort my boys.
"Okay, let's breathe, it's going be okay, we just have to work with them, alright? We have nothing to hide, alright?"
Fez nodded at my statement, shooting a small comforting smile towards Ash and then placing a kiss on my temple.
"OPEN UP!"
Fez struck into action at the sound of the SWAT yelling again, while he was walking to the door I glanced at Ash, I hadn't noticed the shotgun in his hand until now... my eyes went wide, shaking my head and mouthing "NO" to him. He mouthed back "I'm sorry" and ran to the bathroom and closing the door.
"ASH!" I called out, running after him I tried to open the bathroom door but it was locked. "Ash, please!", I begged.
While I had been focusing on Ash, Fez had removed the lock on the door and opened it.
Immediately being yelled up to put his hands up, he did and then they instructed for him to walk towards me.
His voice calling out for me bought me out from my dazed focus on Ash and back to the harsh reality of the situation.
"Y/N/N!", I turned around at the sound of his voice, coming face to face with multiple guns being pointed at me.
"Walk towards me slowly baby", I did as he asked taking slow steps. One of the breaching officers taking me by the hand and moving me behind him. Clealy these men weren't after me but my boyfriend... correction fiancé and my favourite kid.
Fez kept yelling how Ash was just a kid and didn't deserve to be killed, he was facing the door of the bathroom now, trying to talk Ash into surrendering. His brother instead shooting a bunch of bullets, trying to take down the SWAT team members. They shot back almost instantly, an intense gun fight insuing. Fez was the middle man, literally... he was stuck in no man's land between firing guns.
Suddenly, someone left out a sharp, bloodcurdling scream.
I was completely horrified by the heartbreaking noise and confused as to who was just shot. Looking around I couldn't see anyone in pain and I couldn't see anyone bleeding.
I looked up to Fez still faced away from me, I called out to him, "Fez?", he slowly turned around to face me, revealing his crisp white t-shirt had a huge patch of blood on it, a hole in his shirt, my brain was going a million miles an hour...
"FEZ!?", I screamed, my voice breaking and my eyes wide in absolute fear.
He looks at me with furrowed brows asking why I looked so scared, I glanced at his shirt and back into his eyes, he got the hint and looked down, the realisation that he had been shot hitting him in a split second.
I saw his body falling towards the ground in slow motion, rushing and catching him just in time. I sat down on the floor with him, placing his head in my lap. Both of my hands immediately going to put pressure on his wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
Fez put his hand out for me to take.
"Baby, I can't hold your hand right now, I'm so sorry but I have to put pressure on this!"
"Y/N... stop, it's okay.", a beat of silence, "just hold my hand please!"
"I can't stop Fez, you'll bleed out!"
"Y/N/N..."
"I can't stop!", I said to him, voice breaking as I spoke.
"Please hold my hand... please baby, please...", he was pleading with me, my brain was going haywire... I keep my pressure on the wound and I potentially still lose him or I definitely lose him but get to hold his hand one last time... "Please!", his voice was breaking now too, my heart breaking along with it.
"Okay, okay love", I took my hands off his wound, blood seeping out at a faster pace than it was but I tried not to focus on it, instead choosing to focus of the beautiful blue of his eyes, his eyes... my favourite thing in the world. I could get lost in them over and over, I hope to get lost in them over and over for the rest of my days, or at least for the rest of his.
I gently took his warm hand in mine, squeezing it softly to show him I was here with him. He squeezed my hand back. My other hand was supporting his head, which was resting in my lap. I stroked my thumb calmly across his cheek, watching as his face moved from one of pain and sadness to one of calmess and inner peace.
"Its going to be okay, you're going to be okay baby, just stay with me, okay? Just stay with me", I begged him to hold on, to not go towards the light but to stay here in the moment with me, to hold on until the paramedics arrived and he could get the help he needed.
"Ma...", he whispered.
"I love you, I need you to hold on. I cannot live without you Fez, I need you to stay with me... please!", I was yelling now, not at him but at the situation, yelling my anger at the universe for pulling such a sick joke.
"I love you", he whispered, softer this time.
His eyes closed after that. His breathing increasingly slowing down...
His grip on my hand lessened and lessened until it was no more. His once warm hands were now so cold and lifeless.
I placed a kiss to his forehead and whispered over and over that I loved him and would always love him.
I was frozen in this moment of time, my brain not registering what was happening. I was waiting to wake up from this cruel nightmare, but it didn't happen. It never happened... Not when the paramedics arrived, not not they wheeled away Fez's body, not not when they wheeled away Ash's, not when the police were questioning me, not when they offered me emotional support and options for grief therapy, and not when they took his and Ash's bodies away from me... forever.
The tears finally stopped falling after everyone had left me alone on the floor next to a pile of my soulmates blood, I had cried out every possible tear avaliable. I wanted to cry, to let every emotion out but I physically couldn't, my body and my mind were too exhausted to continue, to feel anything.
I looked down at my engagement ring, now covered it blood and wondered how so much pain and heartbreak could have occurred in the two hours.
The best day of my life had so abruptly turned into the worst one I'd ever had and will ever have.
Fez, my best friend, the love of my life, my fiancé... he was gone and he wasn't coming back.
He had broken his promise to me.
Taglist: @storytellingwitht @dreamsinshadesofblue @iamasimpingh0e @zeida
#fezco x reader#euphoria#fez euphoria#fez x reader#fezco euphoria#euphoria fez#euphoria fic#angst#fezco angst#fez angst#euphoria angst#sad fic#this is depressing
155 notes
·
View notes
Text
Fezco fic recs ೄྀ࿐
godspeed by @nexusnyx
Summary: Living in the shadows of your classmates served you well to keep you alive until college. High school could be dangerous, and toxic, and hectic. The only problem about being a wallflower is the missed opportunities, and he is the biggest chance you never took.
̗̀➛ couldn't stop reading it
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Losing you - Fez x reader by @fezcosbluntroller
Summary: After a vacation with your friend Elliot you come back with a new addiction, and not a good one, not to worry boyfriend Fez is ready to help you
➛ all of their works are literally heaven sent
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
─ die for you. by @vngeqnce
summary: you gave up your life to protect fezco.
̗̀➛ had no business being this heartbreaking
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Lies, Drugs & Withdrawals by @scenesofobx
Summary: You confess to your boyfriend that you'd been lying to him about being clean.
̗̀➛ just read it.
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
green eyes // fez by @iheartlexihoward
summary: you've always liked your friend, fez, a lot more than you could handle. you've just never had the courage to tell him. so when you walk into his store one day and he's with a pretty blonde girl, you do the only thing you can — disappear. but he misses you. too much.
̗̀➛ died when i read this work of art
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Gold Dust Woman by @once-upon-an-imagine
summary: reader has a bad psychological reaction to a drug she took
̗̀➛ reread this almost everyday
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Suspicious Minds by @hellbound-bunny
summary: reader watches her memories play in front of her as if she was watching a film of her life.
̗̀➛ fell in love with this
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
will update!
#fezco one shot#fezco x you#euphoria#hbo euphoria#fezco euphoria#fezco x y/n#fezco imagine#fic recs#fic finder#library#fezco fic#fezco fic rec#fezco fanfic#fezco fluff#fezco angst#euphoria fanfic
110 notes
·
View notes
Text
#SUMMARY - in which Fezco has to save you from your disastrous household.
#GENRE - angst, fluff
#PAIRING - fezco x reader!jacobs
From: You , To: Fezco
are you awake? ✓✓
From: Fezco , To: You
i am ✓✓
u good? ✓✓
From: You , To: Fezco
can i come over? please ✓✓
From: Fezco , To: You
yeah ✓✓
you need me to go? ✓✓
You didn't reply to that message, and it wasn't necessary because Fezco was already getting his car keys. You just needed to wait until Fez was here. You grabbed a bag and started packing some underwear, your phone charger, and some money. Fezco gave you a missed call and you looked through the window to check that his car was outside your house. You got out of your room and went down the stairs on your tiptoes, trying to not wake up anyone. "Where the fuck are you going?"
Your brother Nate was leaning on the handrail, watching you sneak out of the house at almost 3 am. "I-I´m leaving. I can't stay here." You turned your back to him, not even wanting to look at him in the eyes. "You are so selfish y/n. Leaving your family like this." It was the only thing he could say to you. Probably you were being selfish, leaving your house when your family was falling apart. "You'd the same if you could."
You went to the door, trying not to step on your dad's pee. This was so embarrassing and you felt like you could throw up. Nate went down the stairs after you and grabbed the latch of the door before you could do it. He looked at you in the eyes, seeing how scared and affected you were after what happened. Nate felt sorry for you, you weren't like them and he saw in your eyes how hard you were trying to not be like them. But your last name was still Jacobs and the popularity of your family will hunt you forever, so there was not much you could do. Your lower lip started to tremble in fear. You thought about screaming, Fezco would hear you and would break down the door without second thoughts, but you would wake up your mom and Aaron, and you didn't want to do that. "I fucking hate you. I hope you never step into this house ever again." Your brother marked every word he said. His hand left the latch and not even a second passed when you grabbed it and opened the door.
You would've prefer not to do it, but you looked back as you stepped out of the house. Your brother's hateful gaze not leaving you. Fezco got out of the car the moment he saw you going out of the house, he was ready to burst into it if you weren't coming out in the next minute. He kissed your forehead and took your bag off your shoulder, putting it on the trunk of his car. Nate was still watching you from the door, he and Fez made eye contact until Nate finally closed the door. You and Fezco got into his car and you tried to fasten your seat belt but your shaking hands wouldn't let you. "It's okay ma'. I gottchu." He took the seat belt off your hands and fastenned it for you.
He drove to his house with a hand on your thigh, giving it the sweetest strokes with his thumb. He understood that you didn't want to talk about it, but he just needed to know one thing. "Is it 'cause of your brother?" You shook your head. He nodded. Fezco was glad, but he didn't think that you were telling him the whole truth. Nate was there when you got out of the house, Fezco saw him and he didn't believe he was kissing your cheek and saying good night to you. You closed your eyes and leaned your head against the window. "Ash asked for you. I think he's waiting for us 'cause he woke up when I was leaving." You showed Fez a little smile. You loved Ash and Fez knew his brother would do anything for you.
"We're here, baby." Fez shook your leg gently to wake you up. The last minutes of the ride your eyes gave up and you fell asleep, head against the window and enjoying the soft music playing in the car. You got out of the car freezing to death while Fezco took your bag and Ash opened the door of the house for you. He was wearing the cute pajamas you got him for one of his birthdays. The kid moved an aside to let you and his brother go inside, you showed Ash a little smile and went to Fezco's room. You fell onto the bed, hiding your head in the pillows. You could hear the conversation the brothers were having in the living room.
"What happened?"
"Family shit."
"Talk to her."
"I think she wants to be alone now man."
"Hell nah, go talk to her."
Fezco knocked on the door of his room even though it was open. You curled up on his bed not wanting him to notice that you've been crying. You didn't care about crying in front of Fezco, you knew he would never use your weakness against you, but you didn't want him to see you crying because of your family. You felt him sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. "Was it your father?" You shivered and your lip started trembling again. "He was drunk." You managed to say. Fez wasn't sure if he should ask you or just wait until you were ready to tell him. You sat up on the bed, your eyes puffy thanks to the nap you took in Fezco's car and to the crying. "He peed on the floor." You burst into tears. Fezco frowned, did he misheard that? Your head fell onto his chest as he hugged your body closer to his, still confused.
You got out of you room at the same time Nate got out of his. Your dad's laugh echoing through the house. You followed your brother to where your mom and Aaron were. "What's going on?" You and Nate stood between them two. "Dad's standing in the foyer with his dick out." You looked away as soon as your eyes landed on your dad. Ew, you thought. "What the fuck are you doing?" Cal kept laughing and saying nonsenses, your brother Nate gradually getting more angry, you could tell because how heavy his breathing was.
"You guys should've seen me tonight, I don't know if you would've been proud, but you might have been impressed." Your mom went where your father was and tried to stop him from saying more stupidities. "You know how many men I've fucked?"
"Cal, stop it."
"Y/n, do you know how many men I've fucked?" Your brother Nate shook his head at you. "Dad, why are you saying this?" Aaron asked him. "I fucked a man for the first time when you..." Cal pointed at Aaron. "...where in your mama's belly." You swore if you heard Aaron asking "What's going on" or "What are you talking about" one more time you'll punch him in the face.
"Here's the funny thing If I said that I went to the strip club and I picked up a real grade-A piece of ass, huge tits, shaved pussy and I fucked the shit out of her in my truck, you wouldn't be one-tenth as appalled as you are right now. You're a bunch of hypocrites." This situation was completely disgusting to you, Nate ran his hand over his face. "I'm a man, I'll fuck who ever I want whenever I want. I'll fuck men, I'll fuck women, I'll fuck transexuals and I'll have a mighty fine time doing it." Nobody dared to say anything either because of the shame or because of the anger. Your mum gave up and announced that she was going back to bed. "Living a double life? Not my biggest regret. You two are." Your dad pointed at you and Nate. The only thing you and Nate had in common was your terrible relationship with your dad. But you couldn't deny that what he just said hurt you.
"But let's be honest, we all live double lives. Don't give me that look Marsha." After that, he accused your mom of cheating on him. He talked about Aaron's porn which made you want to throw up. "Nathaniel, your whole life is a fucking secret. A mistery. I wish yours was too y/n. You were the only one out of you three I had all my hopes on and you are ruinning your life by dating that drug dealer that beated the shit out of me. " He laughed remembering that moment. " You are just like your mom; a greedy slut that would get on her knees for some attention." Now he laughed at you. "Come on, we all know you are better than that y/n. Dating a fucking drug dealer? Shit, you're really lonely, aren't you?" Aaron and Nate waited for you to say something back to him but it was easier for you to go back to your room. And so you did.
Fez listened closely to what you were saying. "I'm so sorry y/n." He kissed your temple as you sobbed. "You are staying here, with me and Ash forever."
"I can't Fez, I have to-"
"Hell nah, I ain't letting you go back to that fucking place. You are staying here, Ash and I'll go and get your things." Fez couldn't deny that he felt guilty, your father said those things to you because of him. You felt asleep between his arms, Fez thinking about the things he'd do for you. He was madly in love, he'd risk it all for you.
#fezco smut#euphoria smut#euphoria imagine#euphoria x reader#fezco x you#fez smut#fezco imagine#fezco fluff#euphoria fluff#fez fluff#fez imagine#fez x y/n#fez x you#fezco angst#euphoria angst
698 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Fezco Angst Icons
like or reblog
#euphoria#fezco angst#angus cloud#euphoria icons#icons euphoria#fezco icons#icons fezco#angus cloud icons#icons angus cloud
42 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
talhaijaz-us-blog
TALHA
thatonekoreann
Your Average Loser/Wimp. c:
chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet
Alonso, Luca, Street - RP Blog
sebastiowu
Worm Prinxe
angstyaches
that hollow, sinking feeling.