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Behind Closed Doors | Fezco
Description: you’re with Fezco in bed when Rue shows up and bangs on his door. Set in Euphoria season 1, episode 3
Pairing: Fezco x Female!Reader
A/N: The moment I first saw this scene, I knew I wanted to write something with it, but I never got around to it until now. Gif isn't mine - all credit to the creator. Enjoy xo
Warnings: drug mentions, addiction
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The sound of a fist banging on the door to Fezco’s house shook you out of your nap. “Mm, what is it, Fez?” You asked, still sleepy, stretching and turning over to face him.
“I don’t know.” Fez sighed, pulling you into him for a quick kiss. “Maybe they’ll go away if we wait long enough.”
The incessant banging continued and after a few more seconds, your boyfriend let out an annoyed grunt and shifted to get out of bed. You watched, a lazy smile on your face as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and threw it on. “Be right back.”
You didn’t necessarily try to hear, but the walls in the house could be thin so it wasn’t hard to eavesdrop on conversations.
“Who is it?” You heard Fezco ask as he walked into the living room. The door squeaked as he opened it, and you could only imagine who was on the other side. One of his clients, no doubt. “Not today, Rue. Sorry.”
Rue. Your chest constricted at hearing the younger girl’s name. You’d seen her around school before you’d graduated, and had met her a couple times since whenever she showed up asking for drugs. From the rumors, her drug habit was one of the worst out of all of Fezco’s clients, and that was seriously saying something.
“C’mon man, don’t be a dick.” The window was open, a fact you hadn’t realized until now, and you could hear the hurt in her strung-out voice.
“Nah, I’m serious. You can’t come in.”
You and Fezco had just been talking about how he wanted to set firmer boundaries with his clients and you knew this was going to be one of the hardest. He saw Rue like a little sister, and always took special care when it came to her - any other girl would be jealous of the relationship, but you saw it for what it was: guilt mixed with some fucked up version of platonic love. When the news broke that Rue had been carted off to rehab after a very nasty OD where she almost died, Fezco had been inconsolable for almost a week. Ashtray had done a majority of the deals that week and you still weren’t sure what he’d told the buyers.
“Look, man, all I- all I need is just a few OCs-”
“Sorry, I can’t help you.”
“Fez? Fez? I’ve had a really fucked up day, alright? It’s been a really really fucked up day, so I need you to open the door for me, okay? Can you open the door, please?” The desperation in her voice had tears pricking the back of your eyes. You knew that tone of voice well, memory taking you back to your dead, alcoholic mother when she’d beg you to go buy booze with the fake she’d had made for you specifically for that purpose. Addiction was a hell of a drug.
“I ain’t gon’ help you kill yourself, Rue.” His silence was deafening. “I’m sorry but you can’t be comin’ over here no more. Just go home.”
“Don’t! Fez, don’t close the-” you heard the click of the door. “Fuck! Fez-” Rue banged her fist against the storm door, “open the fucking door, please? I’m begging you, just open the door.” In a flash, you were off your feet and heading down to the front door. When you got there, all you could see was his back, his forehead resting on the now-closed door. You wasted no time, coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek in-between his shoulder blades as you held him tight. He took a shuddering inhale, bracing himself for Rue’s next words.
“Fez! You’re full of shit, man. You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers, and now all of a sudden you wanna have a fucking moral high ground?! You’re a fucking dropout drug dealer. You know that? You’re a fucking dropout drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells. OPEN THE DOOR! Fuck you! Fuck you Fez okay? Are you doing this because you care about me ? If you gave a shit about me you wouldn’t have sold me the fucking drugs in the first place but you did! You fucking did so open the goddamn door! Open the door!”
During Rue’s rant, Fez had turned around, his eyes meeting yours in one of the most tortured expressions you’d ever seen on his face. You hugged him again, your arms winding around his neck as you let him bury his face in the crook of your neck.
“I can’t do it-” He whispered against your skin, and you couldn’t fathom how Rue had heard him, but she responded like she had.
“Open the door, open the door, open the door!” The silence was heartbreaking, but you were currently torn between comforting Fez and fighting Rue for what she’d said to him even though you knew it was no use when an addict was like this. “Open the door. You did this to me! You fucking- you did this to me, Fez. You fucking ruined my life. The least you could do is open the goddamn door! I’m so serious I’m so fucking serious. If you don’t open this door right now I swear to god, I will hate you til the day I fucking die.”
“I’m sorry.”
She let out a heart-wrenching wail and smacked her fists against the storm door. “You fucking did this to me! Open the door! Open the door, Fez! C’mon man…”
Wordlessly, you took Fez’s hand and led him back to the bedroom, the sound of Rue banging on the door for far too long until she tired herself out and left.
The two of you had laid in silence and you waited without expectation until he began to speak. “I just…don’t know how to help her, ya know?” Fez murmured, staring up at the ceiling.
“She’s an addict, Fez. And you’re a dealer. You can’t control what she does and you have to let her fail on her own. It sucks but there’s only so much you can do.”
“I know.” He sighed, turning his head to press a kiss to your temple. “Thank you for being here.” After a while, Fez finally fell asleep in your arms, his breathing finally evening out after an exhausting encounter. You tucked him into bed, curling up into his side as you tried to get some sleep of your own.
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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.”
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Stupid
Title: Stupid
Alt Title: Watch Your Mouth
Warning; sex, p in v, agressive, dominance, grabbing, cussing, porn w a plot
Disclaimer: I don’t own you, or the euphoria franchise however I own the writing
Rating: MA
Word Count: 1309
“You’re fucking ridiculous.” You scoffed as you dropped your phone on the table. “I’m always fuckin’ ridiculous. It’s always me.”
“Because it is you!” You shouted at Fez, walking behind him as he walked into the kitchen of the apartment you, his brother and he shared. “You’re doing a fucking deal at a damn high school party!” You pinched your nose, leaning against the door frame. “Fezco, we'll go to big people's jail!”
“I can fuckin’ handle myself! I don’t need your loud ass shoutin’ at me for shit for no damn reason.” Fez returned your previous scoff, opening the fridge to grab a Budweiser. “No damn reason? No damn reason?” You asked him, voice raising the second time you asked. Fezco took a deep breath and closed the fridge, taking a swig of the beer as he leaned against the fridge.
“I’m tryna keep your ass out of jail! And you’re too damn stupid to get your head out of your ass.” You pointed at him. “Don’t call me stupid.” He said shortly, a warning. Maybe stupid wasn’t the right word, you knew Fezco was aware of his risks and what he was doing. But you also were aware of the fact that if he goes to jail, everything is fucked.
“Don’t fucking act stupid.” You shot back, arms falling to your sides.
His jaw tightened as he nodded. His head leaned back as he continued to down his drink in four sips. He placed his now empty glass on the counter as he walked over to you.
His hand grabbed your jaw. Index, middle and ring on your cheek, palm covering your mouth as his pinky rested under your chin and your thumb on your other cheek. His grip was firm, but didn’t necessarily hurt.
“Watch your mouth babygirl.“ He said, beer on his breath. “I ain’t got any problems usin’ your mouth for what it’s best.” Your eyebrows raised as your eyes widened.
Your breath was caught in your throat. He wasn’t covering your nose, you could breathe just fine. But this sudden dominance from Fez was unexpected.
He has been dominant in bed before, but as the longer you two date, the more vanilla he’d become. Sex was good, but ever since you two began living together rather than ‘getting it when you can’, the sexual fire seemed to just dull.
You pulled your head back from his grip, which wasn’t hard at all. “Make me.”
Fez closed his eyes and leaned his head back, a short laugh escaped his lips. “Such a damn brat.” He shook his head, looking down at you.
His fingers moved to the back of your head, fingers gripping your hair as you lowered to your knees by his force.
You looked up at him as he used his free hand to undo his jeans, slipping them down to the middle of his thighs, he freed his member from his black jeans. You looked at it as he gripped it in his hand, a little over seven and a half inches with a girth that still had the ability to hurt if you two go without for a while. Precum leaked from the head of Fez’s dick.
“Open that pretty little mouth babygirl.” He ordered, his fingers moving from your hair to your chin. Your mouth opened as you stuck your tongue out.
“That’s a good girl.” He whispered, tapping his cock on your tongue. “Such a good girl.” He moved his hand once more, to the top of the back of your head.
Your hand grabbed the base of his cock as your lips wrapped around his head. Your eyes closed as you bobbed your head, moving your hand to cover what your mouth can’t.
“Just like that, pretty girl.” His praises slipped from his lips as you continued to bob your head, his fingers gripping your hair, using his hand to make a makeshift hair tie. “Fuck.” He sighed.
You focused the attention on the tip of his cock, tightening your hand grip a little and pumping your hand a little more.
You sucked, your eyes looking up at him managing to catch his head back. He swallowed hard as he pulled your hair, your lips making a popping noise you let go of his cock.
“Wha-“
“Don’t fuckin’ speak.” He said, letting go of your hair as he pulled you up by your arm pits. He moved you to the counter of the kitchen.
His hands grabbed your shoulders as he turned you around, bending you over as your tummy rested on the counter.
You moved your arms to prop your self up on the counter, crossing over each other as he left go of your shoulders. You looked over your shoulders.
His hands traced your sides as he made his way down the the hem of your skirt, a tight black skirt that normally drives him crazy, and tonight wasn’t an exception.
His fingers hooked under it as he pulled it up. “You’re so damn soaked.” He noted, you knew he was talking ab the fact that your wetness seeped through your pink thong and it definitely made a print.
His index finger hooked the thong at your pussy and pulled it to the side.
“Your pussy is just crying for this dick, ain’t it baby?” He asked you, his hand gripped his cock as he rubbed it through your folds, coating the tip with your dripping juices.
“You can speak.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” He asked, pushing the head into you slightly.
“Yes sir.”
“Such a good girl.” He whispered to you, lips on your ear as his hands grip your waist as his cock sinks deeper into your right cunt.
Your breath catches in your throat as you dropped your head to rest on your arms. “Shit…” you muttered, feeling yourself clench down on his cock. “You’re gonna break it, ma. Relax.” He says into your ear, his hips pressed against yours as he fills you. “You’re taking your dick so good.” He kissed your neck.
You breathed out the moan you were holding. He pulled away from your neck as he stood right, his hips pulling away from yours slowly as he pulled nearly all the way out.
He pushed back into you, then pulled away slowly once more. His hand moved to the middle of your back as he pushed down a little, forcing a little bit of an arch as his pace began to quicken, moans coming from the both of you.
“Fuck baby…” you whimpered out, picking your head up from your arms, eyes clenched closed as he began to fuck you mercilessly.
You gripped your arms as you felt him torture your g-spot. Your body jerking a little every time he pushes it.
“Right there?” He asked you. You nodded, moans becoming the only thing you can do.
“Ma, I’m not gon’ last to much longer…” He said, hips snapping against yours, the sound of your squelching pussy, his balls smacking your clit, and the moans from the both of you being the only noises to be heard.
“Fuck baby… I’m about to cum…” you moaned out. “Cum all over your cock, ma.” He ordered, and as if a band snapped, you came hard on his cock.
A loud, strangled moan-type sob escaped you as his hips slapped against yours. “That’s right, such a good girl.” He groaned, his cum painting your insides. “Fuck..” he whispered to himself as he rode out the two of your own highs.
Your breathing shook as you laid your head back down and his head rested between your shoulder blades.
He pulled out of you and fixed your thong. “Ready to shower?” He asked, picking you up over his shoulder.
You laughed a little and went limp in his arms. “Yes. Definitely.”
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WE NEEEDDDDD ROUGH FEZCO!
I feel like Fez isn't super affectionate in public
Sure he'll kiss your temple and sqeeze your hip, but that's about it
Until...
Let's just say that you fucked up without realizing you fucked up
A guy at a party got a little too flirtatious and after being warned once, he had to lay the guy out
With his warning came yours so when he gave you the look above, you knew to follow
You would apologize and try to make your case the whole way home, but he was slient until he just told you to shut the fuck up
And you did just that
Once in the privacy of your own home, however, all hell would break loose
Fezco. Tagged. That. Ass
He's not into belts, he likes the intimacy of hand to skin contact and the shape of them would be all over your backside
At this point you're begging for forgiveness and you think he's granted you mercy when he lets you off his lap, but no
"On the bed."
"Daddy, please. I said I was sorry."
He wouldn't have to say anything, just give you a look
I feel like he's into slight humilation, so you're definitely swallowing some of his sweet mouth nectar for even entertaining that other guy
He would bury himself to the hilt inside of you, lurching your body forward and you would cry out and immediately
You clench around his thickness as he wasted no time in pounding you into submission
You were his.
You could hear him grunt every time you slammed into you, the weight of his balls slapping against your sensitive bud.
One arm pinned your neck to the mattress and the other had a deathly grip on your hip to ensure he filled you entirely
You could only moan and whimper as your body rocked in tune with his thrusts. Tears of ecstasy and quite honestly fear escaped the corners of your eyes as your mouth hung open
‘’Feel how tight you are around me. Your pussy was made for me,’’ he growled, watching his cock disappear around your tight folds
"This is my fucking pussy."
You helpless and forced to take it allwas something he’d never get tired of seeing. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say that you were tighter than the first time he took you.
He stopped thrusting for a second, reveling in the feeling of your walls throbbing around him; matching the hiccups of your moan-y sobs. He could’ve cum right there, but he wanted this to last. You had to learn not everyone is your friend
He was going to get through to you even if he had to fuck you until you passed out
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MatchMaker
Parings: Fezco x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Jealousy, Cute fluff, rue being a hard y/n x fez shipper.
Words: 0.7k
Type: Fluff
Y/N and Rue have been best friends since their middle school days. The two girls were inseparable, always giggling and having heart-to-heart conversations about life.
As they entered high school, they made a new friend in Fez, who they met through Rue. Fez was a charming and charismatic guy who quickly won their hearts over.
"This is Fez," Rue announced, as we stood inside Fezco's store.
"Yo," he said, nodding his head as he rolled up a joint.
"Hello," I said, nervously smiling at him. "I'm Y/N." I couldn't help but notice how handsome his face was.
Over time, Y/N started to develop feelings for Fez, but she was too shy to admit them to him or even Rue. Rue, on the other hand, was the biggest Fez and Y/N shipper alive. She was always dropping hints to Fez about Y/N, hoping that he would pick up on them and make a move. But Fez was always oblivious to her subtle suggestions.
Time felt like it had come to a standstill for Y/N when Fezco arrived at school with a beautiful blonde by his side.
"Yo, Rue, Y/N," he said, nodding towards us. But Y/N couldn't help but notice the uncomfortable look the girl was giving them. It was a mixture of "stay away from him" and "I know not to fuck with you."
The girl introduced herself as Charlotte, and for a brief moment, it seemed like Fezco had found himself a great girlfriend.
However, their relationship was short-lived, as Fezco walked in on Charlotte on top of Nate Jacobs, who ended up getting his face smashed in.
One day, the group decided to go on a fun adventure to the beach. They packed their bags, loaded up the car, and drove off into the sunset.
As they arrived, the three of them raced to the water, splashing in the waves like little kids.
"I challenge you to a race!" Rue exclaimed excitedly, taking off her shorts and running towards the ocean.
"Hey, that's not fair!" Fezco laughed in response to Rue's challenge.
I also laughed and quickly followed Rue, ready for the race. But as I took my shorts off, I noticed Fezco looking at me strangely. I shrugged it off, assuming it was just my own paranoia.
They took silly pictures, built sandcastles and enjoyed some yummy snacks together.
While sitting on the beach and enjoying the sunset, Rue turned to Y/N and nudged her playfully. "So, Y/N, when are you going to make a move on Fez?" she teased, causing Y/N to blush furiously.
"Come on, he's so into you!" Rue added.
Fez, who had been listening intently, turned to Y/N and smiled. "She's right, you know. I've actually had feelings for you for a long time," he said, taking her hand in his.
From that day on, Y/N and Fez became inseparable. They went on cute dates and shared many special moments together. Their little trio became an unstoppable force, with Rue always happy to see her two best friends together. Everyone around them could see how much they loved each other, even before they admitted it.
As Y/N and Fez got closer, they learned that their friendship had evolved into something much deeper. They fell deeply in love with each other, and it was the happiest they'd ever been. Rue, who was always there for them, had no problem taking a back seat to let her friends enjoy their romance.
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, and Y/N and Fez only grew more inseparable. Their love story had been long in the making, and it was clear that they were meant to be. From that day on, they knew that their bond was something truly special, something that would stand the test of time. And Rue, who had played such a crucial role in their love story, was happy to have witnessed it all.
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Hi could you do something with fezco where he has a big fight with reader(girlfriend) with a happy ending
You Did a Bad Thing Twice| Fezco x Reader
Word Count: 1468
Warnings: Angst, drugs, language, fluff
A/N: hey!! so i decided to have a little fun and have a little twist with this one hope you like it!!
You were the most curious person ever, just like that cat that couldn't keep to herself, you couldn't either. "Curiosity killed the cat"
As it was you were a curious person and Fezco knew that, and he knew that it would also mean one day it would blow up in his face. So when there were situations where you were too curious for your good, Fezco finally blew.
You were the most curious person ever, just like that cat that couldn't keep to herself, you couldn't either. "Curiosity killed the cat"
As it was you were a curious person and Fezco knew that, and he knew that it would also mean one day it would blow up in his face. So when there were situations where you were too curious for your good, Fezco finally blew.
Time Number One:
This one had not been all your fault, only partially. You and Rue had decided to tag along with the boys to a deal and chill out in the car. It was only the two of you that night and it was surprisingly terrifying being trapped in a car with Rue, high off her ass. Fez didn't know she had taken something and you didn't want to be the one to rat her out but that happened anyways when someone came and put guns to your heads in front of Fez. You stood there in the dim light of the shipping containers and boats with Fezco’s eyes burning holes in your head. The man behind you had your hair in his hands and a gun to your spine, you thought you were going to piss yourself because of how scared you were. Then there was Rue, talking shit as normal and wouldn't shut up, so the man behind her jostled her a few times before she hit the mute button.
"Hey man, you let er' go" Fez spoke calmly to the man behind you. "They dont know nothin"
"Yea? Then why the hell you bring them here?" he asked, pulling my hair back, yanking my neck, and the gun dug deeper into my skin.
"Please, please" you begged, "I don't even do drugs, sir"
"Sir? Is this your girl Fezco?" the man asked, and Fez stepped closer.
"Yea," he said sternly, "You let her and her friend go and I'll forget about this shit ever happening, or else you can go find someone else to deal for you"
"Oh, I see how it is," he said. The man then threw you off of him, making you stumble and tip into Fez’s arms while the other guy calmly let Rue go, who stumbled behind Ashtray and was mumbling something to herself to calm down.
"Aight'' the man said, "You deal our shit properly or next time we won't leave your curious girl as clean as we left her today" and that was the end of the meeting. You clung to Fez who in turn picked you up and brought you back to the car. He sat you down next to him, one of your legs over his as he drove home, Ashtray watched from the backseat with a freaked-out Rue. That night you got scolded and got fucked senselessly till you swore promises to him as you fell asleep calmly.
Time Number 2:
The second time was all your fault. Fezco knew you well enough to know that having a drug dealer show up at your shared house unannounced was a bad idea. So he shoved you into your shared room, and told you to be quiet. What seemed like an hour ticked by and you had not heard a peep from outside. You cautiously stepped into the hallway, and down to the kitchen and living room, only to come across a room full of tatted up guys with the main one sitting across from Fez. When you tried to step back down the hallway and out of the eyes of the gang members one of them spotted you.
"Hey! Fez you didn't say there were others in the house" the man said, grabbing your arm and pulling you into the living room. You were only in your sleep shorts and one of Fez shirts, you nervously put your arms around yourself to hide.
"You have a pretty one, Fezco. Why didn't you have this little....slut join us?" the man asked Fez.
"She ain't no slut. She's my girl" Fez said seriously, "And she aint got no business here, let her go back to our room"
"No, you hid this little thing away when I said no other listeners, she'll stay until we're finished here" he said as you were thrown next to Fez on the couch whose hand found yours. You wanted to whisper to him but the grip he had told you that he was pissed and I shouldn't talk if I wanted this deal to continue going smoothly. You knew you should not have snuck out the room to see what was going on.
"Now where were we...right. Molly? Are you selling my shit or do I have to teach you a lesson by playing with your girl?"
"Don't you touch her," Fez Said. You knew Fez hated selling molly, after what happened with Rue. It wasn't a secret that you knew about Fez's worries and his do's and don'ts in this business. You had talked to Ashtrey enough about this line of work to know that you could have fucked up this deal majorly by having Fez take on the selling of Molly.
"Look man I had a bad run in with Molly okay. I don't want to mess with that no more"Fez insisted.
"Well then, I think we have some persuading to do, '' he said and before he could even reach over to touch you, Ash had his gun aimed right at the dude's head.
"Don't you touch my ma you hear" Ash spoke, gun ready to shoot if the man even thought twice. The other guys had their arms now ready to whip their guns out but one had one trained on me and Fez was about to lose it.
"Ash, put it down" a command spoken by Fez had the boy putting his firearm down. "Fine, small number, I already have your other products to sell"
"I like a negotiation, '' the man said, waving his arm to have the man drop the gun and hand Fez a small bag. "One ounce, since your so cautious, and I won't try to touch your girl again if the bag is all sold"
"Deal" Fez spoke so fast he hoped the men would leave soon, and he did. When they were gone and you were calming down, Fez exploded.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?" he asked Ash, straightened his back at Fez's loud words.
"I...was curious. I was there for an hour…” you said, your voice quest as you spoke back to him.
"What? you thought you would come walking in to see what was happening and leave not harmed" Fezco asked you angrily.
"Yea.."
"You cannot be serious! What the hell Y/N! The last time this happened you had a gun to your back and a man who looked like he wanted to take you, and this time.....I thought you were going to die" Fez said loudly. He was scared, this voice wasn't anger, ir was cautious. You threw that away when you went down the hallway and Fez almost lost his mind at the thought of you being hurt.
"I think that about you, that you'll die one day when I'm not there or when Ash can't spring a gun..." You told him softly, you knew the worries because you had them.
"Y/N," he said softly, his tone changing.
"I'm curious, because I want...No I need to know how much danger you're in"
"I'm safe hunny I swear" Fez spoke. He slowly sat back down next to you on the couch.
"Are you? Because I know I fucked that up but what if I had not come out here and what if you still refused and he pulled a gun on you or Ash and all I could do is cry over one of your bodies...?" you screamed back. Now it was you that was scared "I can't live if you're not there, and I can not be kept in the shadows about this shit"
"I'm sorry, honey. I know now how much terror you must feel" Fez said, scooting closer to you on the couch. Ash slid down onto the chair in front of you two.
"I'll always protect him. And you" Ash spoke, "Your my ma, you care and you worry just like a mom would"
"I do, oh Ash hun I do, I worry about both my boys, and this line of work scares me because I don't know what shape you'll come home in"
"We know '' Fez spoke. "Why don't we watch that Disney movie you love?" He asked you. A smile rose to your face.
"You'll watch that with me?" You asked.
"Anything to make you feel better," he told you. "Anything for you hunny"
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A Little Domestication (blurb)
Blog Details | Let’s take a trip
Fezco x Black!fem!reader
Warning(s): fluff, one suggestive gesture, written on my iPad so the format might be kind of weird, not proofread
Word count: 601
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I stare at my hair in the mirror. My roots are puffy but I refuse to take down my twists. Deal with my natural hair is just not in my schedule right now. Where the hell is my moose? I turn around and find Fez staring at me.
“May I help you?”
“What? I can’t stare?” His eyes darken as we make eye contact. My cheeks warm up and I turn around to look over the bathroom counter.
“Stop that. Have you seen my moose? I could’ve sworn I left it by the sink.”
He walks into the bathroom and his chest meets my back. His arms wrap around mine and his cheek kisses mine, completely immobilizing me.
“You know, you look really beautiful in this light.”
“Fez, please.” I avoid all eye contact with him and focus my attention to the ceiling. Some of the little popcorn pieces are missing. There’s a spider web in the corner that I refuse to go near because no. He places little kisses on my neck and I squirm in his hold. The sensation makes me ticklish until he starts sucking on that one spot. My thighs squeeze together and I nudge him away.
“I have to be in campus in 20 minutes.”
“That’s fine. I only need 10.” His kisses not seizing, but I feel a grin pull at the corner of his lips.
“You’re insatiable. I only have one class today and it’s 50 minutes. I’ll be back before you know it. Now, if you don’t know where my moose is, could you at least hand me my hat behind you?”
He lets out a dramatic sigh before letting me go and turning around to get my hat off of the door hook.
“Fine. What time did you say to pick you up?”
“Be outside by 12:50, but I probably won’t be out until around 1 because my professor has a tendency to continue talking past our class time like we don’t have lives.”
I move around him and go into the living room to look for my bag with no luck. I look on the couch, by the couch, on the chair, and by the door. Nothing.
“Where the fuck is my-” I turn around and see Fez standing right behind me with my bag in his hand.
“Bathroom. You brought it in there when you were about to do your hair.” I take it from him and quickly peck him on the lips.
“Angel, baby. You’ve got wings. I love you.” I turn around but his hand finds my waist and turns me so we’re again face to face.
“Last time I checked, you have class at 12 and it’s,” He looks at the clock on the wall, “11:45.”
“And?”
“It takes 5 minutes to get to your class. I want a real kiss.”
“Fezzy.” He shushes me by connecting our lips. I put up little to no resistance. I smile into the kiss as I subconsciously pull him closer.
“God, do you guys do anything else besides kiss?” I separate from Fez’s lips and begrudgingly leave his hold to walk over to Ash.
“Aww, I’m sorry Ash. I’ll give you one too.” I lean down to kiss his cheek and pull him into a hug.
“Keep out of trouble while I’m gone, yeah? I’m tired of cleaning blood off of the floors.”
A ghost of a smile wipes across his face as I look him in the eyes and wait for confirmation.
“No promises.” I roll my eyes and hug him again before heading out the door with Fez.
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Fezco Masterlist | Los Angeles
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also!! could you do a fluffy fezco imagine? where it’s the readers first time getting high with fez and it’s super cute and giggly and stuff🫶🏼
First High. - Fezco x f!reader
Fezco Masterlist | Requests are closed!
(A/N: I finished it at like 5:15 am, german time, and I hope you like it!)
Shipping: Fezco x f!reader
Summary: You know Fez for quite a while, so it wasn’t your first Time seeing Fezco smoking a Joint, but well, the last time you were over you guys talked. You let it slip that you also wanted to try smoking too, and after convincing Fez to smoke your first ever Joint with him, with the argument that it would be better if it was with him instead with some random person at the next Party you attend.
Wordcount: 3,3k
Warning: Fluff!, English is not my first language, Use of Drugs (weed), friends to lovers, female reader, talk about shitty family/ drug addicted parent, abusive step-parent, cuss ords, a bit angst at the end (sorry couldn't resist.)
Notes: My first Fez one, could be a bit out of character. I never smoked one before, I wanna try it honestly, but all my friends I know who did it stopped. So it’s probably a bit shitty. And I decided it’s going to be a friends to lovers, like a High love confession. NOT PROOF READ!
You walked the pavement to Fezcos house, to be true you are a bit nervous, since you know what is going to happen today, but especially because you don’t know if you could hold your secret you kept all this time alone for you. You know Fezco for a really long time, you've been Best Friends all your life, which also meant that you also took care of Ash and their Grandma. They knew they could always count on you, no matter what. For Ash you became something like a Big Sister, but mostly you became a mother figure to him. Since their Grandma became sick, you were the only mother figure he had left. To tell the truth about their Grandma, the first time Fezco brought you to their Home, she was suspicious about you, she didn’t trust you. She knew your Mom, who was a Junkie back in the days, with an abusive Boyfriend who got your Mother in these things. She first thought you just befriended Fezco, so you could steal from them for your Mother and her Boyfriend, but once she realized Fezco became friends with you and brought you often over because your Stepfather hit you and you sometimes for days alone, she became fine with it. The first time she saw you with a bruised eye, she didn’t need to ask, the one time she saw how her Boyfriend even handled everything with her, how intimidated she was of him. So she kinda raised you two, you sometimes even helped him, mostly so you could faster spend time with fez and ashtray.
Well back to now, to this Moment. You lied to your Mom a couple of Minutes ago, you told her you would sleep over at one of your Friends Houses, better to say at Lexi’s House, since she and Suze are really close Friends. You told Lexi about it, and that she should tell her Mom about it. You Mom became clean a couple of years ago, you loved her for it, but she became more strict because of it, which you didn’t mind. But she became especially strict when Fez came up in one of your conversations. She knew what happened to his Grandma and that he is now the one dealing all the stuff. She doesn’t want you around that stuff, one because she doesn't want you to go the same path as her, second because she doesn’t really think that Fez is that good for you. She is thankful that he and his Grandma took care of you back then, but since she is clean she doesn’t think you need to be around him anymore.
With one last little shake of your head to get the thoughts of your mother out of your head you ring at Fezcos door. Not even five Minutes later, a Fezco in Smarties Pants opens the door.
“Hey, smartie pants.”, you smiled looking him up and down.
“Hey ma.”, he smiled a bit back letting you in.
he closed the door behind you again once you were in. You walked into the Living Room looking for Ash, but he wasn’t on his spot on the Sofa.
“Isn’t Ash here?”, you asked, putting your backpack with your Stuff beside the couch.
“Nah, he left an hour ago with a Friend to sleep there.”, he said from the kitchen.
You sit down on the sofa with a little smile on your lips, you know how Ash is, and how grown up he is sometimes, so hearing that he does stuff that normal 14 year olds normally do makes you smile.
“Here.”, Fez stood in front of you with a smoking cup in front of you.
“Thanks.”, you took the hot cup out of Fez Hand putting your feet up on the couch.
Fez knew you really well, everytime you were nervous you drank a hot tea to calm your nerves, so knowing that you are going to smoke your first joint today, made you nervous which is totally okay.
“Does your Mom know you’re here?”, he looked at you getting his stuff out to roll a joint.
“No, I told her that I’m sleeping over at Lexis. I’m Happy that at least her Mom is relaxed enough to play along with such little lies.”, you said while taking a sip.
“Does Lexi know what you wanna do?”, he questioned while taking the weed out of a little bag.
“No..”, you hesitated but you saw a little smile turn up on Fezcos lips.
“I just told her that I'm staying with you tonight and that my Mom would kill me if she knew about it.”
“Well, she would kill you even more if she knew what you wanna do.”, he said while using the Grinder.
“That’s true.”, you hit your smile behind your cup while taking another sip.
“You really sure you wanna do it, ma?”, he looked at you from the side, opening the Grinder without looking.
“Yeah, I mean I’m here and didn’t back out.”, you said, putting the Cup down.
“You can always say no, you know?”
“I know Fez, but I'd rather do it with you instead someday at a random Party with some weird ass people.”, you stated while taking the remote to turn the TV on.
The next couple of Minutes both of you were silent, it wasn't weird for you two to just sit quietly in the Living Room. Only Existing between the two of you. You loved it, because it can just be as simple as that between you two, you didn’ need words to have a good time. You switched through the TV channels, not really deciding what to watch, so you just switched to Netflix looking there for something. Out of the Corner of your eye you saw, Fezco putting the shredded weed in the Paper, before he rolled it and licked the Paper to close it.
“I’m done if you want to start.”, he said looking at you.
“In a Minute, I need to change ín something Comfy, before we start.”, you said, grabbing your backpack going to the Bathroom.
You heard him giggle a little, which put a smile on your Lips.
In the Bathroom you put your hair in a Bun, changed your jeans into some shorts, and your shirt in one of Fez ones which you stole a few weeks before. With your Backpack you go back to Fez who looked at you with a little smirk.
“Is that mine?”, he asked, pointing to the Shirt.
“It was yours, now it’s mine.”, you smiled, sitting down next to him.
“It looks better on you than on me.”, he said while a little blush creeped on your cheeks.
“Oh shut up.”, you pushed him on the shoulders.
“Why? It's the truth.”
You tried to hide the grin which was coming up, but you couldn’t.
“So what you’re we starting now or do wanna drink out your tea first?”, he asked, looking at you taking the Joint from behind his ear.
You thought for a moment, putting a random Series on.
“I can drink it while we do it.”, you stated finally.
You watched Fez putting the End with the Filter between his lips, you already saw it a million times, you even were with him when he smoked his first one, but no matter how often you saw it you could never not watch him. His look was concentrated on lighting the Tip with the Lighter. The Flame lighting his Face a bit while burning the paper and already some of the weed smoke rising up from it. Every Time you saw it, it felt like the first time a bit, but instead of not taking the Joint, you sit here years later trying it for the first time. You watch him closely how he inhaled the smoke, taking the joint away, putting his head back blowing a cloud of smoke out. You watched the smoke dancing in the air while fading slightly, everytime it looked beautiful. A sight you neve could get enough from.
“You ready, ma?”, he looked at you holding the Joint to you.
“Yeah.”, you said, coming back from your kinda trance.
You took the joint out of his Hands between your thumb and index finger.
“It’s easy once you know how, it could sting a bit once the smoke is in your lungs and your throat is probably burning.”, he explained while turning.
“I know, I saw how you coughed after your very first hit of one.”, you said smiling.
“So I am allowed to laugh?”
“Yeah because I did it too.”
He just smiled a Moment at you before continuing.
“So it’s easy, you put the end between your lips, just inhale the smoke in your mouth before you take the Joint away to Inhale it in your Lungs. But don’t inhale for too long.”
You did as you were told, you put the End between your Lips and started to Inhale it. You felt the Smoke fill up Mouth, then you took the Joint away and inhaled and there it was the Burning in your throat and the little Sting in your Lungs which made you cough up. Fezco started laughing while taking the Joint back from your Hand, you grabbed your CUp, with your warm tea to take a sip, so once you came down you put it down.
“You good ma?”, Fez looked at you. He studied your face, like he often did when you were with him, the frown between your lips slowly goes away while your Face muscles relaxed again. No matter how often he looked at your face, it was like he always spotted something new on your face, even if it was already there and he had seen it a million times.
“Yeah, I think my Lungs need just time to calm down.”, you said laughing slightly.
The Next minutes you just looked at the TV, both of you didn’t really pay attention to it, so you already missed the first episode and half of the second one.
The next time you wanted to give it a chance, you just took the Joint out of Fezcos Hand and put it between your lips. You inhaled the smoke again, just like Fez told you a few minutes ago, but this time you didn’t cough as much, it still burns and stings a little but it was better than the first time.
“See it’s better.”, he said while putting an arm around you.
“Yeah.”, you said laughing slightly.
Fez took the Joint Back to inhale the smoke, it was already halfway done by the second hit you took because he smokes most of it. You took the remote and ended the Series you were watching.
“What are you doin’?”, he asked with a confused frown putting itself on his face.
“This shit is boring. I wanna watch somethin’ funny.”, you said looking at him.
He looked in your eyes, seeing them getting redder and more hooded by the time and to tell the truth, you felt yourself getting relaxed by every second that passed. Your Body sank more into the couch and into Fez, you became a light headed feeling and just in all you felt relaxed.
You turned your face back to the TV and put on the ‘Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood’(While I’m writing this I watched it btw) to watch. It might not be the best decision but the Movie was funny and you loved it. A while later you took the Joint again and took a hit without coughing.
“Hey, you gettin’ better Ma.”, he smiled.
You just grinned at him before turning back to the TV.
You both just couldn’t stop laughing, from the beginning on the Movie was hilarious as hell.
“Fuck, how can this be your favorite Movie?”, he laughed looking at you.
“Let me, this Movie is Funny as hell! The part where he punched his Grandma in the Face or his Cousin with the bunny shoes?! That shit is Funny!”, you laughed.
“Nah man, there are movies funnier than this one.”, he said grinning.
“You didn’t just say this.”, you gasped, widening your eyes as best as you can.
“Yes I did.”, he just laughed.
You took your Pillow you always took with you when you sleep anywhere out of your backpack and started to hit him.
“Hey, Okay- Okay Stop.”, you got it that he was laying down on the Sofa and you were sitting.
“Say that the Movie is good!”, you said grinning.
“Will you stop then?”, he asked.
“Yes.”
But faster than you can react the Pillow was out of your Hand thrown on the other empty sofa next to yours, you jumped up trying to get to the Pillow, but since the Joint hasn’t really the same effect on Fez as it has on you, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you back on the Sofa next to him.
“Hey, that's unfair!”, you said laughing.
“Nah it’s not.”, he laughed with you.
The pull from Fezco pulling you back plus you being High, made you fall down on the Sofa, so you changed your position to look at him slowly coming down from your laughing fit.
“What’s up?”, he looked at you with a smile.
“Nothing, I just like it… Like that, y’know?”, you smiled looking at your Hands.
“Like what?”, he put his arm on the sofa back.
“That, you and me. This all to be honest.. Shit, even if it never was really easy with our lives, I’m happy that we always had each other and that you were always there for me.. Even your Grandma.though she didn’t really liked me at the beginning.”, you laughed slightly.
“I’m Happy too ma. You know, I bet Ash wouldn't have been half as he is now, when you wouldn't have been there.”, he smiled at you in his eyes, nothing more than adoration and softness. He put his Hand on your knee drawing little circles with his thumb on it.
“Oh shut it, I bet he would’ve turned out as much as he is now, even if I wouldn’t have been here.”, you said, rolling your eyes.
“Nah, never ever probably worse than now.”
“Wow, you have much hope in your Brother.”, you said sitting up.
“Not him, me, I don’t know what I would’ve done without you. I probably turned him worse after everything with Grandma and shit.”, his Hand never leaving your knee.
“No, don't think of you like that. You were perfect, shit. You were there for your Grandma, Ash and me, I have no Idea how you did all this shit at such a young age but you did. I was just a little help for Ash and your Grandma.”, you said, putting your hand on his.
“You know, that she would kill you right now? Hearin’ you call her only my Grandma, when she told you more than once that you can call her also Grandma?”, he laughed.
“Yeah, especially after I also washed her. But let's not talk about that too much or else she is gettin’ up on her bed comin’ over and slap me right here.”, you giggled.
“If she could, she definitely would.”, he said grinning.
“Fuck, remember the one time you snapped at me because of all the stress and out of nowhere she just hit you at the back of your Head?!, you laughed.
“Shit, yeah I sometimes feel that hit still.”, he laughed.
“Grandma was a really great Person, fuck I wish she wouldn’t have gotten that shit.”, you said laughing.
“Yeah, than would everything different now.”, he said grinning.
You have no Idea how long you two sat there just talking about Fezcos Grandma, she really was a person where you needed to be sure to be on her good site, because you really didn’t wanna be on her bad site.
“Fuck, she really was one of a kind.”; you laughed holding your belly who hurted.
Once you both calmed down you just looked at him grinning, moments like this were your favorite ones, and as you found out they were even better when you were high. You don’t know what made you say the next couple of words, if it was out of the moment, the weed or just something in you finally wanna spitting it out, all you know is that you just did it.
“I love you, Fez.”, you said smiling looking at him.
“I love you too, Ma.”, he said smiling at you, but by the way he looked at you, you knew he didn’t really get it.
“No, like love love, not platonic.. more like in a I had a crush on you for a couple of years..”, you said, your smile slowly fading a bit.
“Shit, you’re high you don’t mean it.”, he said laughing slightly.
“Well, wrong. Like yeah I’m high, but the love part is true. I probably shouldn’t have said it, but it just came out. I’m sorry.”, you said, kinda realizing what you just have done.
“Shit really?”, he asked, looking at you.
You just nodded.
You put a bit of space between the two of you, not knowing what is coming next.
“Why are you telling me that now?”, he asked just looking at you.
“I don’t know why it just came out, maybe it's the Weed, maybe the heat of the Moment. I have no plan.”, you said, nervously playing with your hands.
“Shit, couldn’t have told me that earlier?”, he asked, putting the second joint out, you two just smoked.
“What do you mean?”, you asked.
“Than I hadn’t listen to about all that Heartbreak of the last few years.”, he said smiling.
“Oh shut up, you could’ve done also a move.”, you said, hitting his shoulder.
“Well, I can do one now.”, he just stated.
Just before you could ask what it meant, you felt two lips on yours, you were shocked at first but you came fast back to earth and kissed him back. You tried not to giggle, because of his beard but once you two separated you giggled.
“What?”, he asked.
“Your beard tickles.”, you giggled at him.
“I can shave him off.”, he just stated.
“No, I like it, plus without the beard, you would probably like sixteen.”; you stated.
You both started to laugh again, your head against his chest feeling how it raises and sinks down through the laughing.
Once you calmed down, he put his arms around you pulling you on his lap.
“We should do this more often.”, you said grinning, while putting an arm around his neck.
“What?”
“Smoking, I like it.”, you said, smiling at him.
“Well, that means that you need to lie more to your mom then.”, he said with one hand around your waist and the other one on your thigh.
“Mh, I'm just balancing the lies part of our relationship out. Y’know for all the times she told me she was gonna leave her ex-boyfriend and stop doing drugs when I was little.”, you said.
The Evening, ended with you and Fez falling asleep on the couch and Ashtray coming home finding the both of you cuddled up together with the blanket around you guys. Even though he has no Idea what happened last evening, he could tell that something changed between the two of you just by the way your faces looked while you’re sleeping. So when he saw you guys kissing once you woke up and made something to eat for the both of you because it's already afternoon, he couldn’t resist smiling. He loved the both of you and it just made him happy to know that y’all are now a full family, even more now than before.
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Fezco angst x100000. I just need to be in my sad and angry element atm lol
Bro when I get angst requests, no one ever specifies if they want it resolved or not and I always resolve it so. THIS ONE IS NOT RESOLVED LMAO AND NO PART 2😂😂😂
"Yo, where you goin-"
"Shut up, Fez." I snap, turning to him as I hoist my bag further up onto my shoulder as a tear drips down my cheek. I sniffle loudly, watching a confused look passes across his expression. His lips part at my rude words, not expecting to come home to me, pissed off, after a long 'meeting' with Ash.
"You gonna tell me why you look all packed and shit?" Fez asks, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck, leaning against the wall beside him as my arms fold over my chest. He looks scared, his chest rising and falling in anxious breaths but there's something knowing in his eyes, like he already knows why I'm angry.
And he's lying and playing dumb on purpose.
"Next time you want to cheat on me with Lexi fucking Howard, at least try to be discrete." I grit, jaw tense and brows furrowed as his shoulders droop, his face paling at the mention of the other woman's name. "Or, you know what, there won't be a next time so-" I cut myself off with a bitter laugh, reaching up to angrily bat my tears away from my cheeks, realizing he's nothing to cry over.
Not anymore.
"How-"
"Lexi called me today. Consumed with guilt." I sniffle, tossing his cell phone down the hall, right into his hands. He doesn't give it another look, his eyes don't leave mine as a frown pulls his lips down. "So, I'll come back for my stuff. I'll also be back to tell Ash-"
"Tell me what?" My head whips around to see Ash standing at the other end of the hallway, his brows furrowed as he looks curiously between Fez and I. "Are you guys breaking up?" He asks, his eyes suddenly wide as he takes a tentative step towards me.
"Your brother cheated on me with Lexi. I trust you to handle it in ways with violence, ways I can not." I huff, forcing a sad smile as I step up to Ash, his face reddening in anger as he looks passed me, to Fez who stands cowardly against the wall. "Love you, Ash. Let me know if you need anything." I whisper, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead, a scowl still tightly set on his lips.
I give Fez one last look, a hateful one, before patting Ash on the back and making my way out of the apartment for good.
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Birthday Gift (Fezco O’Neill x F!Reader)
♡ 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ♡
♡ 𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 ♡
↠ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣: Fezco O’Neill ⌈Euphoria ⌋
↠𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: Your boyfriend Fez gets you a gift for your special day.
↠𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 1.4K
↠𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: Fluff, No Y/N, No physical reader descriptions aside from fem leaning fashion, one suggestive bit at the very end
↠𝔸/ℕ: YALL ain’t even know I’m about to fuckin explode on the Fez scene I got like 5 more of these cookin, please enjoy bbys!
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The first time Fez saw her, it was across the dance floor of some shitty house party. He was dealing on the couch, looked up from a handshake, and the crowd parted like the damn Red Sea, with her right in the middle.
He was immediately hit with the thought that she looked like summer, all sheer pastels and silks against soft skin. Even from this far, in the haze and low lights, he could see the glitter shimmering on her cheeks, casting her in a glow. Maybe it was the weed, but Fezco thought she looked like a daydream, or an angel.
Time slowed to a crawl. Then she caught his eye and smiled, sweet and gentle, and he knew it was over.
When the song finished she approached him. Fez hoped it wasn’t too obvious how much he’d wanted her to.
“I like your chains.” She spoke like she was going to laugh, lilting and breathy, but her eyes made him feel like he was in on the joke, so he smirked back.
“Yeah? You got good taste, Ma.”
Her grin turned wicked and she sat down next to him, just a little too close to be friendly. Her perfume enveloped him, sugary and dizzying.
“I know.”
—
You hadn’t expected that night to change so much about your life, but now, sitting in Fez’s car on your birthday with his hand on your thigh while he drove you to his place?
You didn’t have it in you to complain. Especially not when he was dangling the promise of a gift in front of you.
“Don’t be stupid.” He swatted your thigh playfully “Course I got my girl somethin’.”
“Well, if I can’t change your mind…” you deadpanned, giving up the fight immediately. Even with all your protesting, you couldn't hide the pure excitement at the idea of him getting you something, and he knew it. “you know, you’re probably the first guy who’s gotten me more than, like, shitty Italian and bad head. It’s only up from here.”
Fez grinned, looking away from the road for a second to glance at you. He loved when you said shit like that, let him know that he was the best you’d ever had. He planned to keep it that way.
You were bouncing in your seat by the one he pulled up to his place, your excitement so infectious Fez couldn't help but smile the entire way into the house. With one of his hands on the small of your back, he led you to his bedroom.
Not a surprise party, then, but whatever. Crossing that off your mental list, you watched him shuffle in a drawer for a second, nervous energy coming off of him in waves.
“You remember the night we first met?”
You softened instantly, transported a million miles away, back to that sort of boring house party with the handsome stoner on the couch, blue eyes fixed only on you. “Of course, why?”
Ugh, even your voice sounded dreamy. What did this man do to you?
He placed a small, wrapped gift box in your hand and sat next to you, conveniently avoiding your eyes as he ducked his head.
The box was a little bigger than your palm, rectangular, and perfectly white with a pretty pink bow. You already felt tears welling up at the sight of it.
“Aw shit, don’t cry on me, Ma. You ain't even open it yet.”
“Shut up, Don’t judge me. Did you tie the bow yourself?”
He grinned, ducking his head again, running a hand over his head. “Duh. Tyin’ all them baggies gotta be good for somethin’.”
You snorted, “I’m sure the junkies of East Highland appreciate the pretty bows you add to their molly.”
“You gonna open the box, or you just think that’s the gift, Ma?” He was smirking now, all of his nerves forgotten. You just had that effect on him, he figured.
“I almost don’t want to untie it. It’s so cute.” In the next second you had pulled the ribbon and tossed it onto the bed next to you. Fez huffed a laugh, and you elbowed him to shut him up.
You almost regretted it when you lifted the lid of the box. Laying on a bed of pink silk was the prettiest gold chain you had ever seen. It was thin and delicate,chained together almost daintily, like a flower crown. You tried to blink away the tears that were blurring your vision, turning your watery eyes to Fez, who was anxiously watching your reaction.
He lifted his chin that had been resting on his folded hands, hesitant. “Good tears?”
You breathed shakily, trying to control yourself. “Great tears. I love it.” You whispered, looking back down at the gift. It probably seemed stupid, crying over a necklace, but you knew it meant so much more. Fez had put way more thought into this than you would have predicted. “Help me put it on?”
You both shifted, Fez taking the box from you and turning so that he could close the clasp from behind. The cold metal was offset by the soft heat of his fingers against the nape of your neck, and you shivered, from which feeling, you didn’t know.
He grumbled from behind you after a few seconds. “Damn, why’s this shit so fuckin’ tiny?”
“C’mon babe. Ash can do it for me in like ten seconds.” You teased, breaking out into a laugh as Fez huffed in indignation,
“Kids got small hands, Ma.” He muttered, then breathed in sharply, “Besides, if my plans go right, by the end of the night you gonna take everything off but the chain.” Before you could even respond, he finally managed to get the clasp in place. “Got it. Hell yeah.”
“Good job hon.” You had to stop yourself from telling him it was a little too tight. He could have his small victory if it meant you got to hear the smile in his voice while he did it.
The chain settled against your throat and he kissed the back of your neck, like the cherry on top, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder as you leaned into him, sighing happily.
This was heaven, for sure.
“Happy Birthday, baby.”
“Thanks, Fezzy,” you whispered, reaching behind you to cradle his cheek, scratching his beard with your nails. He hummed deep in his chest, squeezing you tighter to him in appreciation. “Love you.”
“Yeah?” Your heart swelled at his audible joy. “Love you too, baby.”
“Mhm.” You smiled, turning in his arms to face him, “We’re such a fucking power couple. Matching chains? I love it.” He smirked.
“I see the way those fools look at you. Gotta let everyone know you’re my girl.” As you both spoke he moved backwards, shifting so that you were settled in his lap, knees against his hips. It felt so natural, trying to be as close to him as possible, neither of you thought twice about it. Fez hadn’t thought he was very touchy, but when you came along he realized he always needed to be in contact with you, like you were his new center of gravity.
That was probably disgusting, but you had changed that about him too. Ash hated it.
Trying to be smug even as your heart fluttered, you corrected him quickly, “actually, it means everyone knows you’re mine.” You gently hooked one of your fingers in his chains, pulling it slightly. He sucked in a breath, and instead of responding, he kissed you.
—
“What, not even a kiss goodnight?” It’s 2 am, and Fez was leaving the party. You reach out, using manicured fingers to grab both of Fez’s chains at once and pull his face to you, leaning up. There’s no real force behind it, but he feels like your half closed eyes are enough to crush him as you stand on your toes to reach him. He says a prayer in his head, something about acceptance, and bends down to meet you.
—
“Told you, Ma. Everything but the chain.” He breathed in your ear, and the sound that came out of you was somewhere between a laugh and a moan. It was much later, after dinner and a party, and Fez had lived up to his earlier promises. Always did. “Love you so much.”
“Love you too…leave your chains on?”
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Happy New Year, Ma - Fezco
Summary: After Fez smashes Nate’s face in, you come over to help take care of his hand.
Fezco x Reader
Word Count: 1,330
Author’s Note: This started because I kept rewatching that scene of Fez beating Nate’s ass and I was turned on from it. Anybody else? No? Just me? Okay lol. Also, this should have been posted like January 2nd lol. My bad.
“What?”
“Let me in Ash.”
“What you doin’ here,” Ash question through the screen door.
“I’m here to help,” you replied as you held up your mom’s first aid kit as proof.
Ashtray huffed then opened the screen door.
“Where is he?”
Ash nodded his head in the direction for you to follow. “Kitchen.”
You made your way down the hallway already knowing your way around the O’Neil home. Once in the kitchen entryway, you saw Fez, closing the lid on a Tylenol bottle, his hand haphazardly wrapped in gauze.
You sighed shaking your head at the sight. “Really, Fezco?”
Fez turned around to see your disappointed expression. His eyes trailed down your body to see you still in your New Year’s Eve dress, a long cream coat, heels still on, with a black bag in tow.
“What you doing here? Go back to the party,” Fez said shaking his head, then walked pass you.
“I’m here to clean up your hand.”
“Don’t need any help. Took care of it.”
“Like you took care of Nate,” you asked, annoyance in your voice.
“You come over here just to tell me I messed up,” Fez asked, plopping down on the couch.
“No... seriously Fez. Let me help.”
Fez eyed you considering your offer. All he had to clean up his hand was water, soap, and gauze. “Fine.”
Relief filled your eyes, your lips turning up into a small smile. “Bathroom please.” You quickly took your coat off, dropping it on the couch before you turned, going down the hall knowing Fez would follow. You sat your mom’s first aid kit on the counter, taking out the supplies you would need.
“Where you get all this from?”
“My mom’s cabinet. My house was only a few doors down from the party. I knew you wouldn’t have anything to take care of that,” you said, nodding your head towards his messed up hand.
Fez put the toilet seat down then sat. You reached for his hand and began unwrapping his attempt to cover up his cuts.
His hand was bruised and still bleeding. Your face winced at the sight. “Oh Fez.”
Fez just sat there quietly not making eye contact with you. Nate deserved what he got, but he didn’t want to see the disappointment in your eyes.
You noticed a tiny shard of glass still in his skin. “Did you even try to clean this up?”
“Not exactly a doctor over here.”
You rinsed his hand off in the sink then dried it off. Cleaned up the skin between the cuts with some alcohol. You put a little Neosporin on the cuts to help them heal. For just a moment, you held his hand looking at the cuts and bruises. Your thumb moving back and forth over his enact skin.
Pulling out a bandage to began wrapping up his hand, you broke the silence. “Why’d you do it, Fez? I know Nate Jacobs is an ass and I don’t doubt he deserve it, but... why at a party in front of everyone?”
Fez was quiet for a moment. Just watching you wrap the bandage around hand and through his fingers. “Remember the raid I told you about?” You just nodded. “He tipped them off.”
Your face scrunched up, anger clouding your eyes. You didn’t question how Fez knew it was Nate. You believed him. If Fez and Ash wouldn’t have had time to flush all the drugs they had, Fez would be in jail, Ash would probably be in foster care, and their grandma sent to a home. The thought made your blood boil. You tried to put all your focus into carefully wrapping Fez’s hand. Not too tight so he could still feel his fingers, but tight enough to stop any bleeding or the bandage from falling off.
“But why at the party?”
“Rather me have pulled up to his house?”
You finished wrapping his hand then began putting up your things. “No, but... witnesses Fez. And that family has pull in this town. What’s to stop him from pressing charges?”
“He ain’t gonna do nothin’,” Fez replied confidently.
“You don’t know that,” you said annoyed how easily he downplayed the situation.
“Trust me, ma,” Fez said standing up, now looking down at you. “Nothin’s gonna happen. And if it does, that’s for me to worry ‘bout.”
You stared up into Fezco’s crystal blue eyes. You sucked your teeth then looked away. “Fine. Whatever.” Then you turned and zipped up your bag, completely over this night.
“I’m sorry.”
Anger turned to confusion, turning your head to face him. Your expression asking the question your lips didn’t have to say.
“For ruinin’ the start to your New Year. You should be at that party with your friends. Not here with me.”
You reached out for his good hand. “You are my friend, Fez. I’m right where I’m supposed to be.”
“Nah, you were suppose to be takin’ a shot or kissin’ some guy. Not watching me punch Nate in the face.”
You chuckled. “Well, I don’t drink. I see how my friends get and somebody has to be the sober one. As for the kissing part... I’m kinda lackin’ in that department.”
Fezco was staring you down making you nervous. You began to drop his hand and look away, but he quickly picked it back up, lacing your fingers between his. You glanced down at your interlaced fingers, your cheeks growing hot.
“That’s hard to believe,” Fez said.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you replied, “well, believe it.”
Both of you were silent just staring at one another. You could practically hear your heart beating in your chest. Fez was moving in closer to you and before your brain had time to process what was happening, his lips were hovering over yours.
Fez’s voice came out softer than you’ve ever heard it before, “Can I?”
You didn’t trust your mouth to speak properly so you settled on nodding your head. Fez took the leap and closed to small gap in between you two. His hand that was holding yours let go and came up to your neck, his thumb gently touching your cheek.
He was being so sweet and tender with you, but you wanted more. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in closer to you, so now you were chest to chest.
Fez was trying his best not to move his bandaged hand, but he couldn’t help himself. His other hand wrapped around your back, a moan leaving your lips.
The two of you got lost in each other. You began to feel off balance a little, the two of you trying to get as close to each other as possible, you taking a step back. Then you felt your back hit the sink counter. Fezco yelped in pain, taking a step away from you, his hands leaving your body.
Your hands shot up to your mouth, covering your lips. “Shit, I’m sorry,” you repeated over and over feeling guilty for his hand getting smashed between your backside and the hard counter top.
“Nah,” Fez replied holding his hand tight to his chest. “Ain’t your fault.” His hand stung, the skin not under the bandage turning red.
You grimaced at his hand making Fez feel bad that you were feeling bad because of him.
“Hey,” he said catching your attention dropping his hand so you wouldn’t stare at it feeling guilty. Once you made eye contact with him, Fezco continued. “Happy New Year, ma.”
You smiled up at the ginger, your heart filling with joy. “Happy New Year, Fezco.” You watched the corners of his lips turn up into a small smile, his cheeks turning a light shade of red before you spoke again. “Let’s go put some ice on that hand of yours,” you said sweetly feeling bad for the extra pain he was in now. You grabbed his good hand then led him out the bathroom.
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drug deals going wrong
info: This oneshot is gonna be from the episode ‘trying to get to heaven before they close the door'
y/n is ashtray’s twin in this and it’s during the drug deal/kidnapping thingy
y/n pov:
I was in the car with Rue and my brothers Fez, and Ash. We were on our way to do some drug shit or something, honestly I don’t fucking know what I’m doing here but family business I guess. Plus, someone’s gotta make sure Ash doesn’t kill everyone. Rue was singing some 2pac song, I think it’s called Hit’ Em Up, and Ash was playing with his gun or somethin’.
The car stopped and I saw two people come out from the shadows, Fez stepped out of the car and walked up to them. I could hear him ask why the girl was there and the guy saying something about it bein’ his girl. Fezco walked back with the blonde girl right behind him.
The blonde girl went to sit in the backseat, so I pushed Ash against the car door and took his seat. “The fuck is you doin’!” Ash complained when he hit his head in the car window. I just looked at him and grinned.
Fezco just ignored us and said “Alright, no funny business you guys” he then nodded at Ashtray who opened the door and got pushed out by me. “What the fuck bro” he exclaimed from the ground and I just laughed at him.
Rue and the blonde girl, who’s name was Faye, were doin’ some drugs or some shit in the back and I was just mindin’ my own fucking business when I felt someone grabbing me.
“Why’d the fuck did u bring two whores and a pair of twelve year-olds to a drug deal, bro?” some guy questioned. “We’re 14 you bald bitch” I argued. And then he hit my head against the wall with a lot of force. I groaned in pain when my head hit the wall.
Ash took a step forward, but got stopped by 2 guys pointing a gun at him. Meanwhile Fez yelled “Ay man, don’t fucking touch her” he raised his voice which was uncommon.
I felt some liquid running down my neck, which was probably my blood, I think. Then the guy demanded us to undress and nobody reacted except for my dumb as twin. “I wasn’t talking about you idiot” the bald guy stated. “Put the children somewhere else” he told the other guy. And then me and Ash got dragged somewhere.
We got pushed into some small place, I’m not sure what it could’ve been but it was very small like we could barley move. I winced when my head hit the wall. “Shit, that doesn’t look very good bro” Ash started, “let me look at it” he finished in a not forcing way, more concerned way. “Nahhh it’s all good” I reassured him.
“Bro, you got blood dripping on your clothes and shit” he argued back. I mean he was right but still. I could feel myself getting sleepy, like my eyes lids felt heavy. “Hey, you can’t fall asleep, that shit would be bad as fuck” Ash told me. I knew he was right but I was really struggling to keep my eyes open.
Then suddenly the same guy who locked us in, whatever the fuck it was opened the door.
We got dragged back into the place where we were before we got locked in that small space. Fez looked at me very concerned and I mouthed 'I’m fine’ to reassure him, I could see that he didn’t believe me but whatever.
When we finally got back in the car, Ash told Fez to take me to the hospital. His voice sounded like it was very far away and I couldn’t really see shit. I heard Fez tell Rue to try to keep me awake, but she didn’t really do anything. She wanted to go to the new year’s party, that’s where we were supposed to be goin’. Fez dropped Rue off at the party, and then sped up and drove fast in the direction of the hospital.
Ash hopped back and sat in the seat where Rue was sitting moments ago. He tried to talk to me, probably in a way to keep me conscious. But I couldn’t even make out the words that he was sayin’ anymore. And then everything went dark.
I felt my eyes opening to see very bright lights, which made my head hurt, I groaned in pain. Then I heard a familiar voice. “Y/n” I heard my older brother, Fezco exclaim. “You’re finally awake, you had me all worried and shit” he continued in his usual calm tone.
“Where’s Ash?” I asked Fez. “I’m here” I heard my twin, Ash answer. So he was also in the room, which I’m guessing was a hospital room. “Can someone turn those damn lights off, they’re fuckin’ killin’ me” I complained, as I rubbed my head. “I don’t know if we can do that shit Y/n, I can ask someone tho” I heard Fez answer. And then I heard the door open.
“The doctor said you had a concussion” Ashtray explained to me. “Damn, that explains why my head hurts so much” I realised.
After a little bit of comfortable silence, I heard the door open and footsteps. Then I saw it getting darker in the room, and that shit helped to make my head hurt slightly less. I opened my eyes more and saw both my brothers and a nurse in the hospital room.
“Hello sweetie, you’re allowed to go home when you feel ready to, you have a quite bad concussion” the nurse, I didn’t know the name for told me. “Okay, thank you” I answered, “You’re welcome” she said in a nice tone, and then she left the room. “You ready to go?” Ash asked me. “I mean, yeah sure” I answered him. Fez then picked me up and helped me get dressed. And after getting dressed he carried me to our car, as Ash followed.
He put me in the backseat, and Ash went to sit beside me, it was very unusual for him to sit in the back of the car. Then Fez hopped in the driver seat. Ash told me to lay my head in his lap, to keep it from moving, and hurting more during the ride home. I looked up and smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. “Y/n, please don’t call some drug dealer, 'bald bitch’ again” Ash complained. “I can’t promise that, bro”
A/n: well that’s that oneshot please leave requests of what u want to see, or mby like a part 2 of this one idek just anything 😭 this is also from our Wattpad that u can find here
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FEZCO FLUFF
a/n. just a short blurb with fez :).
also my theme has gotten so messed up, its kind of hard to decide how to write everything.
warnings. description of blood, mixed with glass.
fezco believed life was fair, he believed that everyone got what they got because of the choices they’ve committed in the past. but he believes that your life with him is not fair, not in terms of him being too good for you, but in the case that you deserve more than him.
the idea is only further pushed and engraved in his mind as you clean him up after the fight with nate. the tears in your eyes make his heart break a little, but the way that you try and talk to him with soothing and caring words melts it at the same time.
the way your hands are slightly trembling from the sight of his bloody knuckles with glass shards pushed into them, yet you still try your hardest to look strong for him. he realizes it’s not fair to you, and he wants desperately to make it right for you. because it’s you.
“you have that look on your face again,” your sweet voice interrupts his thoughts and he brings his blue eyes to meet your (e/c) ones. you have a sweet smile on your face, one that he knows is genuine and he can’t help the small grin that’s making its way onto his.
“i don’t got a look ma’.” he mumbles, he never liked talking loud, but it didn’t bother you. after all, you were plenty loud enough for the both of you.
“you do, it’s the one where you start doubting,” you mumbled, grabbing the tweezers from next to you, and gently pulling the glass shards from his knuckles as he tried his hardest not to move. his eyes focused on your steady hands and your lip that’s being chewed within your front teeth from pure concentration.
“d’you blame me?” he mumbled, making you look up at him with sad eyes as you frown.
carefully placing down the tweezers, you turn your full attention to his face. your hands gently reach up to cup his face as you put your forehead gently on his, moving your faces to close proximity. in a position that was so domestic, and cute, that it made him feel safe.
“you’re the best person i have ever met, fez.” you mumbled, rubbing small circles on his cheeks that had a bit of stubble on it. the roughness and prickliness made you smile as you brought your lips to kiss his nose.
“and i will spend every day making you realize that, as long as it takes.” you said quietly, littering kisses on his face that made him smile widely. he let out a small chuckle as you tried to place a kiss everywhere that was visible on his face, and he wished he could’ve stayed like this all day with you.
#euphoria#euphoria fluff#euphoria imagine#euphoria x reader#fezco x yn#fezco x reader#fezco fluff#fezco#fezco blurb#fezco fanfic#fezco one shot
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fezco x reader; old flame #5
notes: does anybody still want me to write this? i don't know, but i'm stubborn as hell so i'm gonna try to finish this even if i post one chapter a year. also, i haven't watched season 2 of 'euphoria' yet, so i might catch up with that and try to keep writing this according to season 2, we'll see
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4
“How the hell did you know?”
“Ash tipped me off”.
Fez was looking at you as if you had grown a second head. Or as if he wanted to rip your dress off and get on with you in the very couch he was sitting at. It wouldn’t take him much effort, given the costume you had decided to put on for the Halloween party. Ash had told you that Fez was going to be wearing a Scarface costume, so you got on Amazon, bought a blonde wig and a blue satin dress with a slit on the left side and your Elvira Hancock costume was all set.
“Remind me to give him a raise, ‘cause damn”.
“So you like my costume?”
“Was hoping for a sexy nurse costume, but fuck, this is way better.”
You rolled your eyes while you walked to sit next to him, avoiding a couple of teenagers making out on the couch. When you sat, he was quick to move his hand your bare left thigh and move forward to kiss you. He was slow, but it wasn’t like the kisses he gave you to greet you back from work or before you left. It was the way he kissed when he wanted to start something.
“Wow, no small talk first? Not gonna buy me a drink? Something to eat?”
“Imma be eating something soon enough.”
“Well, that’s straight-forward. What happened to my shy Fez who couldn’t even look at me in the way without stuttering?”
“Nah, that’s it, you’re gonna get it now.”
He stood up quickly, grabbed your hand and led you through the crowded house, bumping shoulders with every sweaty teenager attending the party. Soon, he had taken you to some type of office, with a desk in the center and columns of books on the walls. He locked the door.
“Where are we?”
“Don’t know, don’t fucking care.”
He didn’t give you much time to talk, he started kissing you again, this time more forcefully, as if you were running out of time. You looped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you, while his hands moved from the small of your back to your ass, groping it obscenely. A moan escaped your lips, which only seemed to fuel him more. He hoisted you up, helping you sit on the edge of the desk.
“Are you sure they’re not gonna be looking for you? You have quite de clientele out there”. While you spoke, you took the straps of your dress and took them off, the blue dress pooling around your abdomen, where the waist of the dress grew tighter, and whatever he was going to say died on his lips, eyes glued to your chest.
“Fuck ‘em. It’s been too long, I’ve missed this pussy.” He cupped between your legs, making you whimper and close your legs, trapping his hand inbetween. He moved his head to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses all the way from there to your chest. While he started sucking your left nipple, you moved your hand to the zipper of his pants, but he swatted your hand softly. “Ain’t got no time for that. Said I was hungry, didn’t I?”
He got on his knees and started gathering the skirt of your dress and raising it up. You moved around trying to help him, and he used the opportunity to pull you underwear off. Wasting no time, he moved his mouth to your core, licking softly and leaving kisses over your outer lips, but avoiding where you wanted him more.
“C’mon Fez, don’t be a tease.”
“Yes ma’am.”
He finally moved his head to your clit, moving his tongue around it and sucking it in between. You laid back against the desk, opening your legs a little wider to give him better access. After a while, he inserted two fingers in your pussy, making you snap your hips forward in reflex.
He chuckled against your core. “That good, ma?”
You could only answer with a moan, brain too foggy, cheeks flaming hot at what was currently going on. He kept moving his hand in a steady rythm while his tongue played with the most sensitive part of your sex. He didn’t need to work much longer for you to start feeling the familiar sensation of pleasure becoming too much on your lower belly. “Fez.” His name was the only thing your mouth could articulate at that moment, but he didn’t much else to know what was about to happen.
“I know, darling. Don’t fight it. Want you to come in my mouth.”
With those words from him and a long and deep moan from you, you felt pleasure pooling in your abdomen, and your walls clenching around his fingers. When he felt your walls relaxing, his fingers left your core, leaving one last kiss on top of your clit before standing up.
While you were busy trying to catch your breath, he raised your underwear back up, made sure to put the dress back in it place and helped you back to your feet. He kissed you softly, replacing the passion from before with a much more delicate kiss, slower and sweeter. His teasing smirk contrasted his soft kiss.
“You ready to go back out there or do you need time to pull yourself together, darling?”
“Oh, shut up, shithead.”
Laughing, he grabbed your hand and led you outside, following the same path you had walked previously, to go back to the sofa. This time, he sat you on top of his lap, keeping a hand firmly on the thigh that was exposed by the slit of your dress. He leaned in and whispered into your ear, only for you to know.
“Are you coming home with me tonight or you got an early shift tomorrow?”
“Nah, I’m free tomorrow. Besides, I need to return the favor.”
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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!
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hey everyone im kinda not having a good day or week or month lol so I want to write a book (a fezco x reader with a bit of sister kinda thing with rue) but this will include my own issues and stuff like sh, or mention of sh scars and toxic homes (the readers name will be lani (or y/n if u want I’ll try to stay away from mentioning looks) 😂😂😂 but it’ll be long cause it’s kinda a vent thing. (look below for some kind of preview) im gonna do this so just a heads up I would love if you guys read it but I get if it’s not ur cup of tea I’ll probably write for other characters later!!!! ❤️
#fezco euphoria#fezco x reader#fezco x y/n#fezco x ofc#fezco one shot#fezco series#fezco smut#fezco icons#fezco fanfic#euphoria#euphoria fanfic#vent post#cw vent#euphoria x reader#euphoria x fem!reader#ao3 fanfic#fanfic#shuri#rue euphoria#maddy perez#maddy x reader#nate jacobs#nate jacobs x reader#fezcoedit#fezco imagine
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