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onlyfezco · 1 year

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Forget Me Not - Fezco

Summary: Fez forgets your date Friday night and he spends the weekend trying to get back on your good side

Fezco x Reader

Word count: 2,247

Author’s Note: This just started because I thought about blasting music that fit my mood when I was mad and the other person realizing I was mad based off the lyrics lol. Comments and reblogs are appreciated. The divider is from @firefly-graphics

It had been a long night. Fez got word about a party happening last minute and him and Ash needed to go to lessen the load of Mouse’s latest supply. Before the party, Fez had been at the store for most of the day. He was ready to count up the money from tonight and go straight to bed.

“You’re in trouble,” Fez heard Ash say from the living room. He finished locking the door then made his way towards his brother.

“What I do,” Fez asked, then his eyes followed Ash’s to the couch where you lay sleeping.

“Oh shit,” Fez said, rubbing his hand over his shaved head. Normally, this wouldn’t be Fez’s reaction to seeing his girlfriend. Especially, after a super long day. But it was your nice black dress and perfectly done hair that reminded Fez he forgot about your date.

“Yeah, shit,” Ash chuckled dropping his backpack on the kitchen table. “She’s gonna be pissed.”

“I forgot she was stayin’ over this weekend. Her roommate’s army boyfriend was comin’ home for the weekend and she ain’t want to stay around for them reunitin’ for three days straight.”

“So she’s gonna be mad at you all weekend here? That’s hilarious,” Ash said with a silent laugh so he wouldn’t wake you.

“Man, shut the fuck up,” Fez whispered to his brother. By no means was any of this funny.

“I’mma let you deal with that. I’m goin’ to my room.”

Once Ash was gone, Fez squatted down so he was on eyelevel with you. “Ma,” he said softly. “Ma, wake up.” You stirred a little but your eyes were still closed. “Come on, let’s get you in bed,” Fez said gently shaking you now.

Your eyes opened briefly, then closed again. “I’m fine here,” you replied flatly, then rolled over so your back was to Fezco now.

Fez sighed. “Come on, baby. I’m sorry. I heard about a party the other day, and you know I got this extra supply to get rid of this month.”

“So not only did you go to a party without me, you didn’t call to let me know you’d be home late either? Nice to know I’m so forgettable.” You readjusted on the couch then pulled the blanket down to cover yourself up. After about an hour of Fez not showing up and not hearing anything from him, you took your makeup off and got comfortable on the couch.

You knew you were being a bit childish. You could have easily called Fez to see where he was at, or remind him of your plans. But you had been texting him for most of the day anyway. It hurt that even though you should have been on his mind already, he still forgot about your date and you coming over.

“You’re not. I know you’re mad, but at least sleep in my bed tonight.”

“No thank you.”

Fez sighed again frustrated with how stubborn you were. “You don’t have to sleep with me. I’ll take the couch.”

“No. Thank you,” you repeated more sternly this time.

Fez just stayed there for a moment staring at your back hoping you’d give in and go to his bed. But you were stubborn and didn’t budge an inch. Fez stood up then walked to the kitchen table to put the money him and ash made tonight up somewhere safe. He wasn’t in the mood to sit there and count the profits right now. He’d worry about that tomorrow. He began making his way to his room, but glanced at the couch before he went down the hall to see if you changed your mind. You didn’t. He sighed then made the trek to his bedroom alone for the night.

Well I'm not gon' cry

I'm not gon' cry

I'm not gon' shed no tears

Fezco practically shot up out of his bed at the loud music. He looked around the room and realized it was morning from the faint light pouring in from behind his curtains. He shook his head then got out of bed to see where the noise was coming from.

Ash was sitting at the kitchen table watching some Youtube video with his headphones in while shoveling pancakes and eggs into his mouth. He walked into the kitchen to see you flipping a pancake over as you sang to the Mary J. Blige song. You were obviously still upset. He knew you would occasionally play some 90′s R&B while you cooked, but playing Mary this loud was a sign you were mad.

“Morning, ma,” Fez said testing the waters with you. Normally when he’d catch you cooking in his kitchen, he would come up behind you and kiss your neck. But he didn’t want to make the mistake of touching you and making your madder right now. He didn’t think he could handle you pushing him away.

Fez was met with silence as you grabbed a plate with some eggs already on it and placed the pancake down. “Come on, Y/N. I said I was sorry.”

You still ignored him, putting the skillet into the sink then walking over to the table to sit down. You grabbed the syrup that was next to Ash and poured it over your pancakes. Fez looked around the kitchen and saw that there was no food for him. He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and poured himself some cereal. Usually, he would sit next to you at the table, but he sat from across from you instead.

Ash looked up from his phone and eyed the both of you. He was sitting in the middle of you two and could feel the animosity.

The Mary song faded out, but another angsty one was up next.

Baby Let Me Explain To You I'm Sayin

What You Sayin

It's Not Even Like That

It Wasn't Like That But I Saw You

Your eyes glanced up at Fez across the table from you but his eyes were already on you. Your eyes became angry as you glared at him then went back to your plate. Fez just sighed. Ash rushed to finish his food so he could hurry up and leave before things got more tense.

It was almost noon now, so it was time for Marie’s bath. On weekend’s when you came over, you volunteered to help Fez with his grandma. You always called it girl time and you weren’t going to let your anger at her grandson stop that.

“You won’t believe what your grandson did now,” you spoke to the old woman. Just because she was bedridden and couldn’t speak, didn’t mean you couldn’t keep her updated on what was going on.

“He forgot that I was coming over,” you said as you moved the warm towel up and down her arm. “And on top of that, he went to a party. Without me!”

As usual, you were met with silence. Fezco spoke so highly of his grandma when he first told you about her. Kitty was a badass. You hoped she would have liked you. Fez always said she would have loved you.

“I know Mouse’s punk ass dumped more product on him than usual, but if Fez would have told me he was going, I wouldn’t have mind.”

It was quiet for a moment. Just the sound of you dumping the towel back in the water then ringing it out.

“I know this is mostly my issue of being forgotten and I’m making a big deal out it, but it hurts.”

You were so busy in your own head and giving Marie her bath that you didn’t hear Fez’s footsteps coming down the hall. He was at his grandmother’s door listening to everything you said. He was so upset with himself over the situation. There you were, giving his bedridden grandmother a sponge bath after he made you angry. Most people would have said screw it and not done anything for Fez. But that morning you made his brother breakfast and now this. God, he loved you. He had to find a way to make it up to you.

After you were done with Marie, Ash convinced you to drive him to the mall so he could get some new shoes. You decided to make an afternoon of it since you weren’t planning on doing anything with Fez today. The two of you went to the movies after he bought his shoes. You paid for the tickets and he paid for the snacks. You told him he didn’t have to buy the snacks since you’re the one who decided to see a movie, but Ash insisted. Sometimes he would go to the movies with you and Fez, so he was just doing what he always saw. Fez would buy the tickets, and you would buy the snacks... well, sneak them in your purse. It was cute that Ash did that. You kissed him on the head and he wiped it off.

By the time you made it back to the O’Neil house, it was around 6. Ash asked you to drop him off at his friend’s place and said he would call you when he was ready to go. You were happy Ash was doing some normal child things, but you were bummed because that meant it would just be you and Fez. You started to think you should just forgive him. No point in holding out a grudge this pointless for too long.

You used your key to get in and walked down the hall to drop your shopping bag by the couch, but the dim lighting and candles through you off. Cautiously, you looked around. It was way too quiet.

You heard soft footsteps coming down the hall then turned to see your boyfriend in dress pants and a button down shirt holding your favorite flowers.

“Hey,” Fez said softly.

“Hey,” you replied back just as soft.

He walked closer to you then handed you the bouquet. “I got you these.”

You glanced down at the flowers then into Fez’s eyes as you reached out to grab the bouquet. Fez saw the small smile on your face and took that as a good sign.

“I’m sorry, ma. I didn’t mean to forget our date or you comin’ over. It slipped my mind, but it ain’t gonna happen again.”

“I know, Fez. And I’m sorry, too,” you said, a hint of sadness in your voice.

Fez’s face scrunched up in confusion. “What you sorry fo’?”

You shook your head. “For ignoring you. For getting that mad at something so small.”

Fez walked closer to you shaking his head, grabbing your free hand. “Nah, you had a right to be mad. It was important to you that I remembered our date, and I didn’t. I don’t wanna ever make you feel bad and that’s what I did.”

Your hand tightened around Fez’s. Your eyes glanced around before they landed on Fez’s piercing eyes. “I just... I have issues with being forgotten about.” Fez slowly stepped in closer to you and you automatically leaned into him. He grabbed the flowers from your hand, placing them on the table so he could grab your other hand as well. You laid your head on his chest.

“You don’t have to worry about that with me, ma,” Fez said reassuringly, making you nuzzle in closer to him. “You, Ash, and Grandma are the most important people in my life. Even if I slip up n’ miss a date, I could never forget you. I love you too much.”

You let go of Fez’s hands and wrapped them around his waist squeezing him tightly. “I love you too.”

Although you were no longer looking at him, Fez could hear it in your voice that were crying now. Fez wrapped one arm around you, and used his other to lift your face so he could look at you.

“Don’t cry, baby. You know I hate that.”

You sniffled, trying to stop the tears from falling. “I know. I just feel bad. I shouldn’t have ignored you.”

Fezco kissed your forehead, his lips lingering for just a moment. “It’s done. But let’s promise not to ignore each other, ‘kay?”

You nodded then exhaled trying to calm yourself down. “Okay.”

“Good,” Fez replied. He stepped back from you, your hands dropping down beside you, then he grabbed your hand and began leading you to your spot at the table. “Now, let’s enjoy this food I made.”

“You made this,” you asked smiling as you looked down at the delicious food in the center of the table. Fez could hear the doubt in your voice.

He pulled your chair out for you before he answered. “Well, I paid for it and put it on the nice glass plates. That’s basically makin’ it.”

“You made it look nice. You didn’t make it,” you corrected, giggling at him. You reached your hand out on top of the table once Fez sat down across from you. He took that as a sign you wanted to hold his hand. He reached out, his fingers interlacing with yours. “I love it though,” you told him. Your voice sweet like the syrup on a snow cone. “And I love you,” you added, squeezing his hand.

Fez’s lips curled up into a smile. He knows you mean it. Despite whatever happens, you always mean it. “Love you too, ma.”

#fezco x reader #fezco one shot #fezco fan fiction #fez x reader #fez fanfic #euphoria one shot #euphoria #euphoria fan fiction #fezco

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renren-006 · 9 months

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Masterlist

Started: 7-29-22 Updated: 4-15-24

Story count: 46

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Stories:

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Ryan Gosling

ONE SHOTS

Officer K

Heart of Gold

Driver

Get Away Driver

unworthy goodbyes

Sebastian Wilder

La vie en Rose

Sierra Six/Court Gentry

Double Trouble ***

Turning Tides ***

Rematch ***

Prince Charming ***

Protection Squad ***

Homework Problems ***

Polaroid

The Spy Next Door ***

SONG INSPIRED

Sierra Six/ Court Gentry

Loved ***

SMUT

Sierra Six/Court Gentry

Far Away

All you had to do was ask

Shy Boy ***

Ethan Hunt

ONE SHOTS

Promises

Reckoning ***

Lazy Saturdays ***

Falling in Love in France ***

Complete ***

Daryl Dixon

ONE SHOT

Jealousy ***

Prisoner and Savior

Sunshine Optimist

"I Know"

Savior

SMUT

The Hearts Want

After

Jeffery Dean Morgan

Negan Smith-

ONE SHOT

Prisoner and Savior

To Love and Trust

SERIES

Love Lost

Part 1: Atlanta-Verginia

Part 2: Heart Strings

Part 3:

John Winchester-

ONE SHOT

Hunt

MARVEL:

Wanda

ONE SHOT

Magnets

Love Knot (poll)

Bucky

ONE SHOT

Car Troubles

The Book

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

ONE SHOT

Skyscraper

Bruce Wayne

ONE SHOT

The Love of a Bat

Geralt

ONE SHOT

Sleepovers

Wounds and Kisses ***

Preference? ***

Fezco

ONE SHOT

Anger and Love ***

You Did a Bad Thing Twice ***

Theseus Scamander

SMUT

Magic Hands ***

JJ Maybank

ONE SHOT

Bruises

Thank you for all your support!

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#sierra six x reader #ethan hunt fanfic #the grey man fan fiction #mission impossible #the walking dead imagine #daryl fanfiction #negan is a good character #negan smith #bale bruce wayne #fezco x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff #geralt x you #geralt of rivia #theseus scamander #peter parker #jj mayback x reader

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mortalprojection · 2 years

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midnight, car lights

Lexi didn't imagine she'd spend her early twenties working in a 1940's themed diner called Dolly's, but she also didn't imagine she'd meet the love of her life there either.

One thing she definitely didn't imagine. . . is that he'd be a getaway driver for some of California's most hardened criminals.

Chapter One now available on AO3

#euphoria fanfic #euphoria fan fiction #fexi fanfic #fezco fanfic #fezco x lexi #fexi #fexi au #lexi howard fanfic

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elisegn · 2 years

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Yeah Angus didn’t show up to the Met gala BUT Fezco showed up with Lexi Howard on his arm rocking the theme in tomorrow morning’s fan fiction on Ao3

#euphoria #fez and lexi #fexi #fez lexi #fezco euphoria #fezco and lexi #season 2 euphoria #angus cloud #lexi x fez #fexi fanfic #fezco #fezco x lexi #lexi howard

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iamnotathornbird · 9 months

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so i posted something yesterday that i later decide to take down after i saw another tumblr post that i felt like was maybe calling me out for what i said, and i felt bad and wondered if i was unintentionally callous. and... i've been thinking about it all day and i still feel bad about it, so i want to clarify some things. i don't know if this is because my emotional response to things can be very different than what everyone else around me seems to act/feel sometimes, or because i just happened to be exposed to a lot of illness and death in my early years, so when it comes to people dying i feel like i tend to react differently than most people i interact with. anyways. i wasn't trying to be like, "jeez, it's so annyoing that angus cloud died so he can't film euphoria season three." that's not how i feel, and that's not what i meant, and i apologize for offending anyone in the fandom or any fans of angus cloud. when i posted about euphoria season three, fexi, and how angus' death IRL means that the character of fez is dead now, too, i wasn't trying to be weird or complaining about the show. for me, i don't have any emotional attachment to angus cloud as a person because i don't know him. i recognize that his death is sad, i feel bad for his family and friends that are left behind to deal with this loss, but it does not affect me the same way from an emotional standpoint, and my reaction to hearing about his death was similar to hearing that paul reubens also recently passed away.

however -- and i recognize that both euphoria and fezco are not "real" -- i do feel emotionally attached to the character of fezco. i've spent many hours over many months fangirling over fexi. i know he wears m&m pajama pants, watches little house on the prairie and have spent way too many times rewatching the NYE couch scene. none of this is real though. i know this. but i have no clue who angus cloud was as a person, and as a fan, i've always felt like it's okay to separate the character from the actor, because it's a role they're playing, and not necessarily who they are as a person (even if they may share similarities). so, just as i've genuinely cried over the deaths of other fictional characters (al giardello, dobby, finnick odair), who i also recognize are not real, it doesn't mean that i didn't feel genuine emotions over their fictional deaths. because, for me, it felt like loss, and brought up feelings that i've experience when people close to me IRL have died. if we never saw fezco grace our screens again because sam levinson decided to write him off of the show, or angus cloud got another acting gig, that would be one thing, and i wouldn't feel sad. but that's not what happened. fezco o'neill will never grace our screens again, because the man who so beautifully portrayed him lost his battle with mental health, and that is a tragedy.

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ily-beyonce · 4 months

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Anime/TV shows I’ll be making fan fiction/oneshots about later on:

Naruto characters - (Naruto is the main anime I’ll be writing about)

Naruto U.

Sasuke U.

Sakura H.

Kakashi H.

Ino Y.

Choji A.

Asuma S.

Kurenai Y.

Itachi U.

Gaara

Obito U.

Orochimaru

Neji H.

Hinata H.

Rock Lee

Minato N.

Jiriya

Tsunade S.

Kisame H.

Deidera

JJK characters - This anime I’ve barely watched so only main characters will be written about until further notice

Yuji Itadori

Satoru Gojo

Megumi F.

Ryomen Sukuna

AOT characters -

Eren Y.

Mikasa A.

Armin A.

Erwin S.

Levi A.

Jean

Annie L.

Hange Z.

Reiner B.

Ymir

Historian R.

Connie S.

Euphoria characters -

Rue B.

Maddy P.

Fezco

Cassie H.

Nate J.

Kat H.

Lexi H.

Jules V.

TVD/TO characters -

Damon S.

Stefan S.

Elena G.

Jeremy G.

Bonnie B.

Caroline F.

Katherine P.

Elijah M.

Klaus M.

Rebekah M.

Freya M.

Finn M.

Kol M.

Kai P.

Hayley M.

Tyler L.

Nora H.

Mary L.

Marcel G.

Davina C.

Matt D.

OBX characters -

John B.

Sarah C.

Rafe C.

Kiara

Pope

Topper

Barry

TWD characters -

Rick G.

Daryl D.

Negan.

Maggie G.

Glenn R.

Shane W.

Snowfall Characters -

Franklin S.

Teddy M.

Leon S.

Avi D.

Gustavo Z.

If you have any requests don’t be afraid to ask!

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fexicoded · 1 year

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Why do you think the Euphoria fandom's most popular characters/ship is Lexi Howard & Fezco (Fexi)? They're not one of the main ships featured on the show, like Rue and Jules. And while many fans clearly identify with Lexi, who is intelligent, dedicated, caring and passionate, I wonder why (especially amongst fellow fanfic writers) Kat Hernandez, who writes fanfiction and has a secret double life on the internet, isn't more popular in the Euphoria fandom, or featured more prominently in fanfic.

Because everyone loves a bad guy/good girl with a dash of will they/won’t they infused in a story where the duo are the only “innocent” people in the story?

It’s not that crazy to think that the general audience is going to lean more toward the more “fanfictiony tropes” than actually relating to a character like Kat.

And don’t get me wrong, I think that Kat deserves more credit in the fandom for the role she represents among us, but among the general public, they dig more of the fiction side of things

AND, Sam did a shit job exploring Kat and making her more relatable to us as fans vs the sad backstories Lexi/Fez had

#it’s really not that complicated #but a tad confused as to why it was sent to everyone in the fandom

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maneatercore · 2 years

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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Elliot (euphoria) x reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : fem! reader, light smut, swearing, might leave u with blue balls idk

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : your boyfriend always seems to get you tangled in his mess, but makes it worth it in the end

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𝐚/𝐧: omg omg hiii- Thank you so much for my first ever request !! I’m not sure if this is what you were expecting but I hope you like it either way :’) I honestly just ran with it lol @sbbsnsnsnsmamamaa

Also!! Big shoutout to @sublimecatgalaxy for proofreading and helping me out sm with my first ever request! ur sweet words gave me sm motivation you have no idea! Ilysm <3 obviously follow her if you love elliot >:) cuz her fics are top tier fr

🎧 - dirty work by steely dan, devils advocate by the nbhd, playa shit by nxxxxxs, do what you want, be what you are by hall & oats

You slam your locker shut with a huff, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, the obnoxious fluorescent lighting of the hallways not helping at all with your impending headache. You finally manage to open your eyes again only for you to be interrupted

“Y/n have you been listening to me AT ALL?!?”Jules. Ah, sweet, sweet Jules, whom you unintentionally tuned out during your, probably, 50th yawn this morning alone. You huff, crossing your arms, looking up at her.

“I very much was actually!” i pause “But I wouldn’t be against it if you decided to repeat everything you just said. Ya know, just to make sure I got every detail down…” You say with a smile. Obviously not buying it, she glares.

Honestly though, you don’t know what she expected, especially when school started not even a few minutes ago. And here she comes barreling in, whisper yelling this whole long story with probably multiple layers and loads of gossip. On a usual day, you’d be very willing and very awake to hear her spiel, but today was different.

Different because on most days you’re usually not this sleep deprived from the night before. But with your amazing luck, a certain someone kept you awake all night. You’re honestly surprised, and kinda proud, that you didn’t end up saying “fuck it” and just staying in bed all day. But unfortunately for you, your sense of responsibility outweighs everything else. You’d like to convince yourself that you’re honestly not that sore this morning so—

“I’m literally only gonna repeat this again because I actually love you-“

“Awe Jules! I lo-“

“-Shush! Okay so-wait! Why do you look like that?”

“…Like what?” Your eyebrows scrunching. Looking down at yourself, a bit self consciously. Honestly, you thought your outfit was pretty cute so why-

“No! I mean you! Your face- You look like you got hit by a train and not the good kind.” You open your mouth flabbergasted, about to reply when she speaks up again. “I’m sorry, I’m just noticing it now, but with all the yawning and zoning out, is everything okay?? Do you wanna talk about it-”

''Jules, I'm honestly fine. I just had a long night is all.” With a huffed laugh, blushing a little unbeknownst to her. Leaning on her locker next to mine, she bites her lip looking at me, unconvinced.

“Okay well, you should know that I’m always here if you need it.” Smiling, you honestly felt touched by her concern but fuck, if only she knew. It’s kinda laughable she hasn’t figured it out yet, but you respond.

“Likewise. But for real, I’m good. You’d be the first to know if I wasn’t.” You rub her arm with a small smile. Still looking unconvinced, she walks towards you and pulls you forward into a tight hug, with her chin resting over your head.

“You’re literally so full of shit but… I’ll pretend to believe you for now.” You bark out a laugh, hugging her back just as tight. Pulling away, she looks down at you smiling “So, as I was saying-“ Seemingly out of nowhere, you both hear a bunch of yelling and the sound of rushed footsteps coming from the hallway behind you. You and Jules turn your heads, separating, confused as to what’s going on. Low and behold, it was Elliot of all people, being chased down by a small group of guys, running in your direction. By the time both of you processed what was going on, seemingly by the blink of an eye, Elliot was beside you guys hunched over, hands on his knees, panting. With a quirked brow, he looks up.

“Well, hello ladies.” He says out of breath. You and Jules share an impressed look and before any of you could even say anything he took off again only to backtrack. “Actually! I forgot something-“ he says while grabbing your wrist in a haste and suddenly pulling you with him. You stumbled forward, your shoes squeaking against the polished hall floor.

“Elliot, what the fuck-“

“Uh, no time to explain!.” Now running hand in hand, well mostly Elliot dragging you to god knows where, you stumble again, turning your head around to yell out.

“Text me!” Still hand in hand with Elliot, you managed to get a look at clearly annoyed Jules, arms crossed, frown adorning her pretty face. You shrug, smiling sheepishly right before turning a sharp corner. Now to matter at hand, you snap your head towards your absolute idiot of a boyfriend about to question, again, what the fuck is going on but your words get caught in your throat when you turn another corner, and get abruptly pulled into a closet. Elliot reaches behind you slamming the door shut and locking it. Still holding your hand, He turns his back leaning against the door, panting. And being completely honest, you might’ve found it a little hot, if it were under different circumstances. And if it weren’t for the fact that you are literally in a dark janitor's closet, still not aware of what the hell is going on. Repeating your sentiment loudly, “Elliot, what the-'' Before you can even finish he pulls you flushed against him, caging you against the door, while covering your mouth with one hand and holding your hip with the other.

All you get is a whispered “Shhhh!” So you look up at him, your eyebrows scrunching, giving him the dirtiest look you could muster. About to rip his hand off your mouth, you were stopped with the sudden noise coming from outside the door. You hear hurried footsteps approaching, and a muffled “where the fuck did he go?!” and a “I swear to god bro, the second I see him-” and a bunch of other obscenities. Tearing your attention away from the door you look up at him, giving him a questioning look. He ignores you, looking towards the door to your utter annoyance.

After a bit of commotion, the noise outside starts dying down and the footsteps start retreating. Sounds of irritated murmurs and annoyed sighs are heard from inside the closet getting farther and farther away. And then you both were met with complete silence.

“Okay, I think we’re good.” Elliot says, looking down at you with a small smile. He goes to remove his hand from your mouth, but before he could you bit him. “Ow! What the fuck-“

“Funny! Because I’ve been trying to ask you the same god damn question! What the fuck Elliot? Why are we in the janitor's closet?!”

“Baby, I can explain-“ You scoff, with your hands on your hips not believing for a second that whatever explanation he has will justify everything that just went down. But regardless, you end up giving him a look, saying to just get on with it already. “So, you know how Rue, Jules and I are playing truth or dare?” You nod, already not liking where this was going. “Well, I was dared to go up to this random guy and say some weird shit.”

“Oh god, okay? What did you say”. Elliot sighs, telling you and you couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“Yeah, yeah it’s hilarious. But I guess I hit a nerve, since he and his friends chased me again after spotting me…”

“Wait so this is like an ongoing thing?”

“I mean, I guess? But I haven’t been caught both times so-“ He says with a shrug, smirking. Rolling your eyes you reach out and punch his arm. “Ow! Why are you hitting me! It’s not my fault he’s ashamed of his kinks!”

“Elliot, oh my god-“ Exasperated, you let out a huff about letting things go but something didn’t add up. “Wait, so what does all of this gotta do with me then?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, why did you basically kidnap me, in the middle of the hallway??” Elliot let’s out scoff,

“Kidnap you? What?! Last time I checked people who get kidnapped aren’t going willingly, and you were very willing”

“I literally had no idea what was going on! I basically had no choice! But either way, it doesn’t justify doing all this. What aren’t you telling me?” You knew Elliot like the back of your hand so you had an inkling that he wasn’t sharing the complete truth with you and you needed to get to the bottom of it. No matter how dumb it may seem. He ends up biting his lip, turning his face away, suddenly getting all shy- Wait what?

“Hey, Ellie, look at me?” You say softly, turning his face towards you, so you could meet his eye. You both share a brief moment of eye contact, and then he huffs, giving in.

“So while I was running for my life-“ you snort “I may or may not have gotten a look at you and Jules…sharing a moment”. You were confused, till it dawned on you.

“You mean, you saw us hugging?”

“A very intense hug if you ask me.” Giggling, you tangle your fingers with his.

“Awe, baby were you jealous?” You say teasing him, not able to keep your shit eating grin to yourself. He gives you a deadpan look at your tone, but then proceeds to groan when you decide to lean up and give him a bunch of lingering kisses on his face, going down to his neck. Sliding your hands under his shirt to wrap your arms around him, resting your chin on his chest looking up, giving him a doe eyed look. He caves.

“Ugh, stop- don’t do that! Okay okay! So maybeee I was a little jealous- but I just missed you is all.'' Sighing he pulls you closer, resting his head against yours, you smile.

“Miss me? You say that like you didn’t fuck me on basically every surface of your room last night-“ He lets out a long groan “for hours may I add. To the point where I was so out of it this morning that Jules noticed.”

“Damn princess, I affected you that much?” He breathes out, fingers digging into my sides.

“Well duh, we both barely got any sleep last night thanks to your insatiable ass.”

“Well you sure as hell weren’t complaining last night-“

“ugh, shut up”

“I will, for a kiss” Begrudgingly you give in, despite knowing it’s downhill from here. You don’t like to admit it, but you never seem to be able to say no when it comes to Elliot. All self control gets thrown out the window along with common sense and rationality. You’d like to think he feels the same way. Speaking from the fact that he usually can’t go two seconds without having his hands on you or with his tongue down your throat. You're not complaining though. Especially not now, when he's kissing you, like his life depends on it. Hands rubbing down your sides, slowly making their way down while your hands are tangled in his bleached curls. You melt into his touch, humming onto his lips. His fingers trailing up your skirt. Your gasp very quickly turns into a strangled moan when he abruptly cups your ass, squeezing hard, rubbing himself against you. The air suddenly charged between you two as he hoists you up from the back of your thighs carrying you to a seemingly abandoned desk. He sets you down, your legs instinctively wrapping around him as he deepens the kiss. You manage to pull away for a second for some air, Elliot taking the opportunity to trail kisses down your neck lower and lower, the tips of his fingers grasping the ends of your tank top and pulling it off in a swift movement. The sight of your cute bra alone making him groan, settling on his knees resting his head on your lap. “I swear, you're trying to kill me woman” You huff out a laugh at his reaction truly not expecting it. A sheepish ‘sorry’ comes out of your mouth, you both knowing you truly don’t mean it. As torturing him was one of your favorite pastimes. Deciding to fuck with him even more, you lick your lips, spreading your legs a little farther and leaning back with your arms behind you.

“It’s a matching set by the way.” you say biting your lip. Another pained groan leaving his lips.

“You're honestly not making this easier for me, baby”. Ready to give a snarky remark you’re abruptly cut off by him rubbing your slit over your panties. You gasp, your breathing starting to get labored as he starts applying more pressure. Using his thumb, he starts rubbing you, drawing slow circles on your clit over your clothed core. You start trembling, sensitive from the previous night's endeavors. Not letting this deter you from teasing him, you manage to let out a breathy “We're still in school ya know…like in public.” Your words contradicting your actions as you slip your manicured nails into his curls and pull him closer to where you need him most. He laughs, breathe going straight over your still covered center making you shiver once more. While looking up at you he smacks his lips.

“I really don’t care, you look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you sensless right now.” You internally groan, trying not to give in. Just as you were about to respond though, the bell rings, startling you from your haze, Signaling the start of your first period. With a sigh, you look around trying to find your shirt. Once locating it, you slip it on only to be met with Elliot's pouting face.

“Awe cmon, don’t look at me like that.” Trying to get down from the desk, Elliot stops you, standing up in between your legs again to kiss you sweetly, hands cupping your face. He pulls away, rubbing your cheek with his thumb

“It’s hard not to when you look like that.” Ducking your head to hide your blush you push him away, finally making your way off the desk. Adjusting your clothes and hair one last time before heading to the door ignoring him. “Y/nnnnn.”

“Elliot we’re both late as is and you & I both know you can’t afford to skip.” With a pout seemingly permanently stuck on his face, he walks up from behind you hugging you.

“But I have a problemmm” He whines, rubbing his prominent bulge against your backside. Rolling your eyes, acting as if it isn’t affecting you either-you turn around, looking up at him and give him a peck on the lips between each word.

“Not.My.problem” You sing song. And to that he lets out frustrated noise, followed by a huffed out ‘bitch’ under his breath.

“You love it though.” With a defeated sigh and a nod of his head, he responds.

“I do…I do”. And all Elliot could think about while staring at your thighs from under your skirt as you leave—is how much of a punishment you’re in for once you get home. Which isn’t helping his impending problem down there at all. But he honestly can’t wait.

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seraqx · 2 years

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glimpse

pairing: fezco x f!reader

summary: even though you two are broken up, fezco still likes you and tries to get even a glimpse of you.

words: 1,501

warnings: drug use, swearing, angst to fluff

authors note: hi guys! i hope you all are doing well. i’m open to requests if you guys have any! :)

fezco didn’t want to see you get hurt anymore. he didn’t want you to have to suffer because of him, because of his life. so he did what he thought was right. he broke up with you.

he thought that you deserved more than him. someone who had a normal life and someone who wasn’t involved in dangerous activity.

he knew that this would pain you, but he thought it was for the best. when he broke up with you he felt like shit. your throat was dry, and your eyes were watering. you tried not to cry. to fezco he felt as if he just killed you.

as he watched you leave his house in the rain, you ran as if there was nothing stopping you. he stood there for a moment, admiring you for one last time. he shut the door holding onto the door knob. he wanted to see if you would come back, or give him another chance. but you didn’t.

and that’s when he thought he had lost you forever.

he knew you didn’t want to see him, but he still wanted to see you. he tried to see how you were doing, but not in a creepy or stalker way. he just wanted to see how you were handling things. seeing you still made him happy.

whenever he saw even a glimpse of you, he knew that he didn’t want things to officially be over yet.

and now you were with your friends, deciding on what to wear to the party. it had been a few weeks since the breakup and you were still devastated. fezco was all you ever cared for and loved. you never knew why he did it, so you put the blame on yourself, thinking that he ended things between you two because he hated you.

you knew that he was going to be at the party, so you didn’t want to stand out in case he saw you. so as far as your outfit goes, it was simple but cute. you continued getting ready, when maddy interrupted you.

“girl you seriously need to let me style you. right now you look like you’re heartbroken which is the opposite of what we want you to look like.” she groaned. you looked in the mirror and realized she was right. you wanted to go to this party to have fun and not worry about anything, so you agreed.

maddy made you wear this silk black dress that had a split side. the others agreed in awe, as they helped pick out the makeup style you would wear. in the end everyone was highly impressed by how you looked. “let’s get to this fucking party and show fezco what he’s missing.” maddy smirked.

when you guys arrived at the party, you all split into different groups. you were dancing with rue, maddy, and jules. meanwhile fezco was sitting on a couch. no matter what you were wearing or doing, he could’ve spotted you from a mile away. and man did you give him butterflies.

he missed waking up to you, and he missed how much you loved to cuddle and kiss him. so when he saw you walking into the party, he wouldn’t help but stare at you. he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes upon. and he knew other guys thought so too, because when he saw them staring all the wanted to do was fucking punch them.

so what he did next was something he never in a million years thought he would do. when you were alone, he found his legs moving on their own. he didn’t know what he was doing, or what he was going to say. he had approached maddy while she was alone and getting a drink.

“ugh what do you want you cunt?” she bickered.

“i need to talk to you. it’s about (y/n).”

maddy looked up at fezco with a murderous look. “if you’re here to break her heart again i will fucking come for you.” she was not always one to please or impress, but somehow fezco had managed to speak to her.

so he told her everything. he went on a rant saying how he wish he could be the one to protect you, how he wanted to be the man you could depend on. but he was scared that one day he would lose you for good. that’s what made him completely petrified. he told her that if he could, he would be a different person for you. maddy listened closely, analyzing whether he was telling the truth or not.

“that was like the sweetest fucking thing i’ve ever heard.”

“so you gonna help me or no?”

“fine.”

maddy went over to you, who was talking with jules. “do you mind if i borrow her for a bit?” she asked her. jules nodded and went off to find rue. maddy took you by the arm and began to drag you away.

“where are we going?” you asked, laughing at the fact that you were being dragged. “i seriously need to get out of here.” she replied. you thought that some guy was being weird to her again, so you just went along with it.

while the two of you were walking away from the house maddy stopped in her tracks. “shit i forgot something. i’ll quickly get it stay right here.” then she turned around and attempted to run away. her heels clanked on the concrete floor, as her figure went back inside the house.

you were a bit scared since it was dark and your only light source was the dim lamp post above you. you could barely see what was out there. just in case you clutched the pepper spray that was in your purse. suddenly you heard movements coming from behind you.

you whipped out the pepper spray and aimed it at the person. “yo chill it’s me.” it was fezco. you sighed of relief that it wasn’t some psycho killer. but you were also scared because you were alone with your ex.

“what do you want fezzy?” the nickname just rolled off your tongue. “i mean fezco.” you corrected yourself. he thought that it was cute how your first instinct was to call him that.

“i know you probably hate me, but i need to talk to you about… why i ended things.” he said. you crossed your arms and looked up at him. “well go ahead.”

“look… i really do-”

“do you hate me?” you interrupted.

you couldn’t help but think he hated you ever since the breakup. it’s what kept you up at night, wondering what you did wrong and what you should’ve done right.

fezco was stunned at what you said. hating you? he could never. there wasn’t a single thing you could do that would make him hate you. that’s how much he loved you.

“are you for real? you know i could never hate you.”

“so why did you break up with me?”

your voice croaked and your throat started to get dry. fezco noticed this and tried his hardest not to make it worse.

“i never wanted things to end between us.” he spoke softly.

you looked him in the eyes to seek any sort of lie. but you knew he wouldn’t lie about something like this.

“i jus’ didn’t think i was the man to be able to protect you. i felt like you deserved better than some dumb drug dealer. plus i don’t want you to get hurt because of business.”

hearing those words come out of his mouth hurt you. there wasn’t anything you didn’t like about him, and you thought that he was perfect in every aspect. you didn’t care if his job was selling drugs. to you a job was a job, and as long as the person was being responsible you didn’t care. and as for getting hurt you knew that none of it would be his fault.

you cupped his cheek with your hand, caressing his cheek. the warmth of your hand gave fezco some peace. “you will always be enough for me.” you whispered. “i love you for you, and none of that will ever change. i know you can protect me because i’ve seen you do it. so please don’t blame yourself.”

he placed his hand on yours as the two of you stood in silence. “i still love you.” he said. you smiled. “i love you too.”

he leaned to kiss you, in which you kissed him back. he finally felt completed again, and you were happy. kissing him was like putting together the missing piece of the puzzle. you didn’t feel like yourself when he wasn’t there. he always brought the best out of you.

“can we try again?” he asked.

“you know i’m going to say yes.” you joked as you both let out a soft laugh.

sharing one last kiss, you hear maddy yelling from the distance. “YES BITCH GET IT!!”

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erikamariapell · 2 years

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“Fuck me.” He mumbled under his breath, tissues and pacifiers flying from the diaper bag he was currently elbows deep in.

“Bad word.” The green eyed two year old sniffled from her place sprawled out on the wood chips of the parks play area. Her tiny knee bent and red, one barely there trickle of blood spilling from a scrape covered in dirt.

Fezco glanced down at his puffy faced toddler, her eyes glistening with tears and her lips pouting dangerously close to a quiver. His heart practically broke in fucking half.

“I’m sorry baby, daddy can’t find the antiseptic spray and I can’t just put a bandaid on there, not with all the germs in this cesspool.” He reached over to smooth her strawberry blonde curls, and tweaked her nose. “I swear to god I packed it.” He mumbled again.

It wasn’t thirty seconds later when a feminine hand with red painted nails slid a slightly used spray bottle of antiseptic under his nose. He whipped towards the connecting body and fell out of his squat and flat on his ass.

She was gorgeous, long auburn hair pulled into a messy bun and wide doe eyes. She had a baby boy in one arm, hanging onto her with a curious smile.

“I’m sorry to be intrusive but I couldn’t help but overhear. I lose this stuff all the time, I have about eight bottles in my bag now for this exact reason.” She smiled softly, before turning to his daughter “I have to tell you, you’re being incredibly brave. I’m not nearly as brave when I scrape my knee.” She pulled a wet wipe out of her bag and held it out, glancing between the father daughter duo “do you mind?”

He shook his head, looking like a mute fucking idiot, unable to say a damn word in her presence.

Lexi reached down and swiped the dirt off of his daughters knee, balancing her own child on one hip and squatting. “I know it stings? Does it hurt awfully?” She directed at the little one.

His perfect angel of a daughter shook her head stubbornly and wiped her nose on her sleeve

“Nuh uh.” She whispered.

That’s not what she’d been saying three minutes again when she was wailing loud enough for China to hear. Fez reached down and sprayed her swollen knee, wincing when she did before placing a pink bandaid on top. She bounced up and stretched, pleased with the glittery bandaid she was wearing, she went to run off and he grabbed her arm.

“What do we say kid? You know better than that, come on.” He fixed her with a stern look and she quickly turned to the older woman

“Thankyou.” She grinned before running off. Fez shook his head before turning himself towards the gorgeous angel who’d just saved the day.

She smiled sweetly “well she’s a real angel, isn’t she?” The baby in her arms giggled and fex just wanted to reach out and squeeze his chubby arms, he missed when Della was that small.

“She has her moments. Seriously though, Thank you for that. I swear I had it when I left the damn house.” He looked over to his destroyed diaper bag.

She laughed, bright and clear, her hands coming up to rub her babies back. No wedding ring. Nice.

“I’ve been there! It’s diaper bag goblins.” She extended a hand “I’m Lexi and this is Bear. We’re knew to the whole park thing, he just turned 9 months and I figured we give it try.” She smiled at her son who was grinning at him. “He’s very friendly.” She laughed.

Fez laughed right back “I can see that. What’s up little dude.” He popped his nose and the baby giggled and crunched up adorably. “I’m Fezco and that’s Della she’s a little over two and she’s fearless, she loves the park.” He said with pride.

Lexi nodded. “You’ll have your hands full when she’s older, she is beyond beautiful.”

That was certainly the truth. His daughter was a G, and the thought of dealing with boys in the future made him shudder.”

“Well we’re headed home, it was nice meeting you and we’ll definitely be seeing you around!” She twisted Bear in her arms and Fez practically melted at the little boy waving carelessly, nearly smacking his mom in the face.

“Nice meeting you too, Lexi.”

He would most definitely be seeing her around the park.

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onlyfezco · 2 years

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Dance Lesson - Fezco

Summary: It’s easy to get over someone when you’re not around them all the time. But what happens when your smoke session with Fez turns into prom prep for him and Lexi.

Fezco x Reader

Fluff then angst (and I’m not sorry about it)

Word Count: 2,548

Author’s Note: I was listening to Can I Have This Dance from HSM3 and this idea popped in my head but I wanted something with angst. Please note that I LOVE Lexi but I needed something angsty. Also, assume Fez and reader are the same age but you’re in college.

East Highland was toxic. So when you moved away a year ago, you were actually pretty happy about it. Of course, there were things you missed like your family and the few friends you had. But overall, the move was for the best. And besides, you only lived about three hours away now.

Currently, you were spending your spring break back in town. You loved your family, but they were stressing you out at the moment which led to you making an impromptu visit to everyone’s favorite local drug dealer Fezco. Fez was more than a drug dealer to you though, he was also a friend. A friend you used to have a crush on. Used to being the key words there.

Fez was familiar. Being around him felt like home. From the old worn patterned couches to the permeant smell of weed and cotton fresh scent of Febreze, you always felt comfortable at the O’Neil home.

The two of you kept up with each other pretty frequently. And on the few holidays were your parents made the trek back home, you usually saw Fez. You had even met his girlfriend Lexi on the last visit. You were a bit shocked when you first met the brunette. She didn’t seem like the type to hang around a drug dealer. You knew she met him through Rue, who was an avid customer of Fez, so you understood how they met. But Lexi was just so... Lexi. You didn’t hate the girl at all, but at first glance, you would picture her as Fez’s girlfriend.

Fez was sitting next to you on the couch passing a joint between the two of you. He was catching you up on what was going on in his life. Prom was around the corner and he was taking Lexi. He already had a suit ready to go, but he was worried about how the actual dance part would turn out.

“You dropped out before we started having dances,” you point out.

“Yeah, I know. Thanks for stating the obvious.”

You throw your hands up in defense. “Hey, I’m just sayin’.”

Fez sighs and you can see the discomfort on his face. You already went through the awkward slow dance with the person you liked back in high school. That felt like forever ago now. Fez never got to experience that. You sat your blunt down in the ashtray on the coffee table and stood up.

“Alright, come on. Get up.”

Fez was practically sinking into the couch cushions as he looked up at you. “Why?”

“I’m gonna show you how to slow dance.” You pulled your phone out of your back pocked and opened YouTube to find a good slow song to practice to.

“Ain’t it just swaying back and forth,” Fez asked, but he got up anyway.

“For the most part, yeah, but you don’t want it to be weird your first time. You gotta know where to put your hands and stuff.” You picked a video and Youtube started a commercial. You placed your phone on the coffee table, then grabbed Fez’s hand to move him to an area with a little more space.

A slow R&B ballad started playing through your phone’s speakers. It was one of your favorites, but maybe you shouldn’t have played a song you were so emotionally tied to.

“Okay,” you said dropping his hand turning to stand directly in front of him. “You’re the guy, so lead. Show me where you’d put your hands.”

“It’s the twenty-first century, Y/N, women can lead,” Fez said, being a smart-ass.

You rolled your eyes. “Are you going to tell Lexi that when she wants to dance?” Fezco was silent. “That’s what I thought. Now show me.”

Fez hesitated for a second before he placed one hand on your waist, then grabbed your hand with the other. His hand wasn’t too low or too high on your waist. Fez always being the respectful man that Marie taught him to be. “Okay good,” you said nodding, then you placed your free hand on his shoulder.

“This is where you pull me closer, Fez,” you said chuckling. “You don’t have to leave room for someone else to join us.”

“Oh,” Fez said, then took a small step closer to you while pulling you towards his body.

“Okay, now this is where we just sway back and forth,” you said repeating his words from earlier making him chuckle.

“Aight, ma,” Fez said as he began to rock from side to side. The song’s melody danced around the room as you two swayed. The verses getting a little too personal for you.

“If you’re feeling fancy, you could spin her and pull her in closer.”

Fez did as you said, letting go of your waist as he twirl you away from him. Your smile grew while your hair fanned out around you. Fezco did as directed spinning you back to him closer this time, your chest pressing against his as your hand returned to his shoulder and his to your waist.

“You catch on fast.”

“I’ve got a good teacher,” Fez replied. And it was true. Practicing with you in the comfort of his living room would make the dance with Lexi go a lot smoother.

You just smiled at his words. It was nice slow dancing with Fez. The last time you slow danced with a guy was senior prom and he wasn’t much of a date anyway. You had a good time, but you had always envisioned your senior prom being with someone you actually cared about. You hadn’t even talked to the guy since graduation.

“Um, you may want to just wrap both of your hands around her waist at some point. Just tryin’ to show you more than one way to dance,” you rushed out the last part, so it wouldn’t seem like you were trying to get closer to him. “If you want,” you began to say, but Fez was already doing what you said. He brought your hand up to his shoulder and dropped it, then placed his now empty hand on your waist. Wow he’s good at this, you thought to yourself. Lexi was a lucky girl.

Your mind began to wonder. A thousand what ifs and maybes playing in your head. Suddenly, it felt weird to have your face so close to your friend’s, so you rested your head on his shoulder. The action happened naturally, you didn’t even think twice about it.

Fezco tried to ignore the pounding of his heart against his ribs as his nostrils filled with the smell of your conditioner. He had never been this close to you before. But it was just a dance, he reminded himself. He was with Lexi. He was doing this for Lexi.

The song began to fade out, making you lift your head from Fez’s shoulder. “Well, I think you got it down,” you said softly.

“Yeah,” Fez drawled out. His eyes flickered from your eyes down to your lips. You probably should have pulled away and stopped dancing. You swallowed watching his eyelashes flutter. “Thanks.”

“Uh, it’s no problem.” Heat rose to your cheeks as your heart began to beat double time. Your belly swelled with nerves, the thought of Lexi and prom long gone from your mind. Fez’s tongue flicked out over his top lip for a second. Your head reacting quicker than your mind could talk you out of. The two of you leaned in slowly, your eyelids closing the closer you got.

“ARE YOU LOOKING FOR A NEW CAR WITH 0% INTREST DOWN?”

The two of you dropped your hands from around each other, practically jumping out of your skin. The car advertisement blasting from your phone sounded much louder than the romantic song that played before it, ruining the moment.

You rushed over to your phone to close the app. Fez stood still in his spot at a lost for words. Sliding your phone into your back pocket, you glanced at Fez. The room that felt so intimate and safe just a moment ago, was now full of uncomfortable guilt and awkwardness.

You shook your head trying to brush off the embarrassed feeling taking over your body. You huffed out an awkward laugh before you spoke. “You did good, Fez. Uh, Lexi’s gonna love dancing with you.”

At the sound of his girlfriend's name, Fez finally looked at you. Although nothing actually happened, it was about to and he felt incredibly guilty. And... confused. What just happened between the two of you? You were friends. That’s it. So why did he want to kiss you?

“I- I’m gonna head out.” You nodded then looked up, finally making eye contact with him. The look in his eyes made your heart ache. You didn’t mean for this to happen. Lexi was a sweet girl and Fez was happy. This just complicated things.

“You ain’t gotta do that, ma.”

You laughed at how awkward the situation was becoming. “Yeah, I really think I do, Fez.”

“All we did was dance. At least stay and finish your blunt.” Fez felt like if you left, that meant something happened between the two of you, and then he’d have to feel bad about it.

“That’s not a good idea.”

“What? Why?”

“Fez,” you turned around and shouted. “I can’t stay here. This is... wrong. I know nothing happened, but I wanted it to, and that’s a problem. I thought those feelings were gone, but obviously they’re not,” you said speaking faster the longer you were talking. That last part should have been internal dialogue but it slipped out in your moment of panic.

“What feelings,” Fez questioned, his eyebrows scrunching up. He was unaware that you had any feelings that went beyond friendship, but obviously he was wrong.

You stared at your friend doe eyed. Your words lost in your throat.

Fez stepped closer to you. “Y/N, what feelings?” Fez realized he probably shouldn’t have asked. He had no right too. He was in a relationship and obviously you didn’t want to talk about it.

You hesitated but it was too late to hold back now. “The ones where I wanted to be more than friends up until I moved,” you admitted hardly above a whisper. “I think... I think they went away just because I wasn’t around you as much.”

Your eyes began to gloss over with tears as you stared at Fezco. He was slack-jawed. His lack of words caused you to have word vomit.

“Honestly, I don’t know when they started. And I never wanted to say anything cause I didn’t know if you would feel the same and make it awkward between us. Which is what I’m doing right now... oh my God. I’m so stupid. I’m sorry,” you quickly blurted out, practically breathless now. You turned to head for the door but Fez’s hand wrapped around your arm stopped you.

“You’re not stupid,” he said to you in a voice that was so soft it made your tear filled eyes finally let loose.

“Fez...,” you mumbled shaking your head, refusing to accept his words or look at him.

“You ain’t got nothin’ to be sorry about.” Fez’s hand was still wrapped around your arm, his thumb now moving back and forth in a comforting motion.

You sighed shaking your head again. “You’re in a relationship. She’s literally the sweetest person alive. And I’m standing here, telling her boyfriend about how I had feelings for him. I’m a horrible person,” you explained, tears falling down your face like Sunday morning rain now.

Fez grabbed your other arm to make you look at him. “Hey, hey. You ain’t a horrible person. It don’t matter how we used to feel. We just got caught up. But nothing happened. We can just forget it and move on.”

You tried to take in Fezco’s words. You weren’t a horrible person. Anyone would have fallen for Fez. It didn’t matter how either of you used to feel. Wait. How we felt? Your eyes crinkled as you eyed Fez. “What do you mean how we used to feel?”

“Uhh.” Fez dropped his hands from your arms. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other avoiding your curious eyes. Was he nervous? “Nothin’. It don’t matter.”

You huffed. “It does matter, Fezco.”

“It don’t,” he said in a louder tone than before. It was practically yelling for the normally mellow guy.

“It doesn’t because you have a girlfriend. But at this point you might as well come out and say it,” you said as you wiped away the tears on your face. Now you were frustrated. Mostly with yourself for letting it get this far when all you wanted to do was show him how to slow dance. By no means were you weren’t trying to break Fez and Lexi up. But you just wanted to put everything out there, so you could leave and be done.

“Fine. Yeah, I liked you too. But that was before Lex, and before you moved.”

You nodded your head slowly, digesting his words. He liked you this whole time. But now you lived in a whole other town and he was taken. Perfect timing. You started to laugh at the situation which confused Fez.

“What’s so funny?”

“This,” you said pointing your finger between the two of you. “Of course the guy I wanted more than anything liked me back, but neither of us said anything. Just my luck.”

“Well I’m glad one of us thinks it’s funny,” Fez said, then he plopped down on the couch exhausted with all this honesty.

“I gotta find the humor in. Cause if I don’t, I’ll start balling when I tell you goodbye.”

Fez’s head shot up and looked in your direction. “What you sayin’ goodbye fo’?”

“I have to leave you alone. For me and for you. These feelings aren’t going anywhere, so why hurt myself with trying to just be friends. And you’re happy and in love. I already overstepped by saying how I felt and asking you how you did. I don’t want to make things worse or more awkward by attempting to keep this friendship.”

“So that’s it,” Fez questioned eyeing you carefully. “We’re not friends anymore?”

“You want to explain to your girlfriend how your female friend slow danced with you, almost kissed you, then admitted she had feelings for you? And then add on that you admitted that you used to have feelings for her as well?”

Fezco sighed, running his hands over his head, dropping eye contact with you.

“Yeah, didn’t think so.” You grabbed your purse from the kitchen table then started to make your way to the front door. You turned to look at Fez one last time. He was leaned over, his hands on his head and his elbows on his knees. “I don’t want to stop being friends with you, but it’s for the best.”

Fez picked his head up to see you turn and walk to the door. You turned the lock and took the chain off the hook. Your hand hesitated on the knob for just a second before you said, “Goodbye, Fezco.” Then you opened the door and left.

#leave a comment and make my day #fezco x reader #fez x reader #fezco one shot #fezco fan fiction #fezco #fez fanfic #euphoria one shot #euphoria fan fiction #euphoria

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renren-006 · 2 years

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Request Character List

request open for all

Hey a little edit but this is a list of characters I want to write for!!!

I write Gen!Reader and F!Reader

Smut, one shots, drabbles, or series - include propt or idea when requesting

List so far:

Ryan Gosling

Sierra Six

Sebastian (La La Land)

Officer K

Driver

Holland March

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixion

Carl Grimes

Negan

Rosita

Abraham

Stranger Things:

Eddie Munson

Steve

Billy Hargrove

Other Marvel Characters:

Bucky Barns

Wanda Maximoff

Peter Parker (Andrew G)

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff

Bruno from Ms Marvel

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Moonight: Marc,Steven,Jake

Harry Potter:

Theseus Scmander

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Newt Scamander

DC:

Bale-Bruce Wayne/Batman

Cavill-Superman/Clark Kent

Other:

the Mandalorian

Fezco from Euphoria

The Witcher

My Hero Academia (Anime):

(age up Class 1-A students)

Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Bakugo

Kirishima

Ask for others!

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freefree-palestine · 2 years

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Fanfiction writers, you are the best people to walk the Earth.

#it’s been what #a month?#fan fiction writers are on another level #fexi #congrats everyone #lexi howard #fezco #fezco euphoria #euphoria #euphoria season two

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damonsalvahoes · 2 years

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Fezco x reader

Warnings:swearing and just a bunch of fluff

Authors note: this is my first time writing a fan fiction so it might not be the best but I tried. I don’t know how many people like fez but he is my favourite character in euphoria and I though it would be cool to do a fez x reader fan fic where the reader is upset because they don’t like their body image so fez cheers them up. I hope you like it !!

Y/n pov

There I stood. Looking at the image in the mirror. I’ve never hated something so much in my life. All I want to do is just lay in bed not worrying about anything but that won’t happen. I’m supposed to be seeing fez today but I don’t think I want to. All I’ve been doing all morning is crying and I don’t know why I’m so emotional I’m never emotional. But here I was crying over something so fucking stupid.

Fez pov

I’m happy I’m seeing y/n today. I haven’t been able to see her as much because of the amount of runs I’ve had to do. Ash has been a big help. I just want to lay in bed by her side cuddling up to her and forgetting everything and everyone besides her. Her smile lightens up my day no matter what of the circumstances and I love her truly for that. She brings out something that no one has in me before. I’m gonna go round y/n soon she knows I’m coming round so there’s no reason to text her.

Y/n pov

I was just laying in bed sulking when there was a knock on the door I don’t remember anyone saying they were coming over today. I quickly wiped my red cheeks and opened the door. Shit it was fez. I forgot about him coming over this soon.

Fez pov

She opened the door and automatically I knew something was wrong her soft cheeks were a rosy red with tear stains on them and her eyes were bloodshot red. “Shit are you ok” I’ve never been good at showing affection so I just said what came to mind. Y/n stood there looking at me for a good minute before letting out a low sigh. “Yeah I’m fine it’s just a sad day you know” she said slowly. She was lying. I could always read y/n like a book ever since we were young. I stepped in and closed the door and turned towards her.

Y/n pov

He stepped in and looked into my eyes holding intense eye contact. He knew I was lying. Fuck. “What’s really wrong y/n/n” he said waiting for an answer. I was debating on telling him or not but I just decided to say because either way he would find out. “Fez do you think im pretty…”

Fez pov

I stood there stunned by what she said. How could she say that to me of course she is I’ve never seen anyone as gorgeous as y/n before. She’s one of a kind. Her gorgeous long hair,that pearly white smile and that laugh oh how that makes me feel is mental. “Why wouldn’t I think that,y/n,your the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen there’s no one else like you. Do you not think your pretty”

Y/n pov

I stood there not sure what to say. I don’t know whether or not to believe if I am gorgeous or not. I slowly nod my head answering fez’s answer and I could see the disappointment on his face. He lightly grabbed my cheeks and pulled me forward into a slow but loving kiss. It was like we were the only people on the world. No one else. Just us. I was quick to retort back to the loving kiss. We were there for a while before fez pulled away.

Fez pov

“I love every part of you y/n/n I may not show it but trust me I do and there is nothing wrong with you.” She looked me in my eyes and placed a soft peck on my lips and wrapped her arms around me into a tight cuddle. I picked her up,wrapped her legs around me and walked to the bed. We laid down for the rest of the day just cuddling and talking about the smallest things. That’s when I realised that this girl is my world and I would do anything for her…

#fezco x you #fez x reader #euphoria #fezco euphoria #thunder-kit-kat

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