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poisonbat · 7 months
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Yugioh Protagonists vs Classic Doctors Poll #1
If everyone and their dog can have Doctor Who Polls on this webbed site then I will too since I noticed that now Yugioh Protagonists have the same number as Classic Doctors
first up
Yugi Mutou vs The First Doctor
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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years
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SUGAR DADDY SUGAR BABY FEZCO SMUT SUGAR DADDY SUGAR BABY FEZCO SMUT SUGAR DADDY SUGAR BABY FEZCO SM-
Duh, no duh. This is pure daddy issues right here. NO SMUT THO MWAHAHAH.
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"See anythin' you like, angel?" Fez asks, snaking a strong arm around my waist as I look at the different handbags and shoes, my lip tucked between my teeth as I give him a teasing shrug.
"I like everything." I whisper, walking straight up to a display case that has a sparkly, expensive gold necklace dangling from a stand. He laughs in my ear, pecking my cheek before waving over one of the store workers.
As they talk, I walk around to the other cases, hands latched behind my back as I sway back and forth, dragging my fingers over the different materials, wide eyed and excited. My eyes land on a baby-blue handbag, perfect for the pantsuit that Fez just bought me a few stores back, urging me that it would make me look like a business woman and would be perfect for when I come to work for him.
But I can't imagine the pantsuit would stay on long while 'working' for him.
"Hey Fezzy?" I call over my shoulder, eyes never leaving the beautiful leather bag as he steps up behind me. "I like this one." My finger points to the one high up on the shelf as I look back at him, gazing up at him through my lashes.
"Yeah?" He asks, his hands pulling me against him as he brushes his knuckles against my cheek, rings cold against my heated skin. "Matches that outfight I gotchu." He observes, looking past me and up at the bag before waving the worker over yet again. "Hey man," the worker nods politely, "we'll take this one." He pauses, looking between Fez and I with a hesitant glance.
"Sir, would you like to know the price-"
"No, we'll take it." He doesn't object anymore, he just works on getting the bag down from the shelf as I wrap my arms around Fez's neck with a squeal. "What do you say?" He whispers and I smirk, loving the feeling of his arms tightening around my waist.
"Thank you daddy."
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thatblackravenclaw · 1 year
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A Little Domestication (blurb)
Blog Details | Let’s take a trip
Fezco x Black!fem!reader
Warning(s): fluff, one suggestive gesture, written on my iPad so the format might be kind of weird, not proofread
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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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onlyfezco · 2 years
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Playing Pretend - Fezco
Summary: Some guy can’t take the hint you want nothing to do with him at a party, so you ask Fez for help to get him to leave you alone
Fezco x reader
fluff
Word Count: 1,881
Author’s Note: I started writing this before I even made this side blog so it’s nice to finally post it. I just wanted a fake dating troupe. Reblogs and comments are appreciated.
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“Fez,” you whisper shouted as you plopped down on the couch beside half of the party’s favorite guest.
“Woah, ma,” Fez said letting out a low laugh as he held on tight to his drink. “You need somethin’?”
“Actually, yes,” you said then glanced around the party making sure you weren’t being watched. You turned back to look at Fez before you spoke again. “And you can totally say, no, but you don’t even have to do much. Just sit there and look cute, and-”
Fez cut you off, his cheeks starting to grow red at your comment about him being cute. “Just ask, Y/N.”
You took a deep breath. “Okay, can you pretend to be my boyfriend for like 5 minutes, please,” you asked quickly then grinned hoping that would butter him up.
Fez shook his head hella confused. “Huh?” He shifted on the couch so he was facing you more. He wanted to hear this.
“I know it’s weird, but I’ve been dodging this guy all night who can’t take a hint. There’s only so long I can play dumb like I don’t know he’s hitting on me.”
Fez took a sip of his drink as he watched you intensely. “Just tell his ass to leave you alone.”
Men were so naïve. “Fez. Have you ever listened to True Crime? Hell, have you turned on the news? I tell him no, next thing you know I’m dead in a ditch somewhere. Men don’t do well with women turning them down. He’ll take a man more serious than me.”
Fezco nodded his head for a second taking in what you said. “Nah, I get it.” He took a slow slip from his drink before he asked, “What you want me to do?”
If Fez was being honest, pretending to be your man would be the easiest thing for him to do. He thought about it often. Him and you together. He tried not to let his mind wonder about it too much. You started college a few months ago, so you weren’t in town much anyway. And besides, he wanted better for you than some local drug dealer that wasn’t going anywhere. You were too good for that.
“Just be you, Fezzy,” you smiled at him before snuggling close to him on the old leather couch. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you picked up his arm and put it over your shoulder. Did you want that creepy guy to quit buggy you? Yes. Did you mind cuddling with Fez to do so? Absolutely Not. But this totally wasn’t a ploy to get closer to Fez...
“See that guy over there in the maroon hoodie,” you asked nodding your head in the direction of the kitchen.
“Un huh,” Fezco replied.
“That’s him. We just have to do this until he sees me. Which shouldn’t be long.”
“Nah, ma, you good,” Fez replied adjusting his arm around your shoulders. You turned a little so now your leg was draped over his. “You ain’t worried some guy you actually like will think you with me?”
You gazed around the party at your old classmates. The dating pool in this town was crazy shallow. “Not really.” You paused for a beat before you asked him, “What about you?” You turned and looked into his blue eyes, which might have been a mistake because they were so hypnotizing. “You not worried some girl is going to think you’re taken?”
Fezco was quiet for a second. You never thought anything of his silence. He was just gathering his thoughts. Better than blurting out the first thing that came to mind and getting tongue tied like you.
He shook his head slowly. “Not really worried ‘bout it,” he said rubbing his beard with his free hand. The red solo cup he had earlier now discarded on the end table beside the couch.
You smiled bumping into his side. “No lady you interested in or talking too?” You didn’t know why you were asking. You didn’t want to know. Maybe you were trying to suss out the competition. Not that there was competition cause Fezco was just a friend.
Fez chucked as he shook his head. “Nah, right now the only lady I’m talkin’ to is you.”
“Lucky me,” you said as you fidgeted in your spot. Were you flirting with Fezco? You didn’t have too much time to think about it because Jacob... Jay... whatever his name was started looking towards you. “Oh, he’s looking this way,” you quickly rushed out trying to act cool.
You didn’t want to look the guy in the eye while he was looking your way, but then how could you know if he actually saw you and Fez and would leave you alone? So you tried to act casual. Like you always sat this close to Fezco. Pretending to make small talk as you played with the ring on his pinky.
Fez turned his head so now he was whispering in your ear. It caught you off guard a little, but his deep voice sent shivers down your spine. He was playing this “boyfriend” role very well. “How I’m doin? Think he gonna leave you alone now?”
A slow smile grew on your face. “You’re doing perfect,” you answered turning to look at him. “I’m sure... Jason? Whoever won’t be checking for me the rest of the party. Thank you,” you said, then you placed a chaste kiss on his cheek.
The ginger’s eyes grew big at your heartfelt gesture. He thought for a moment before he spoke. “Maybe you should stick around a lil longer... make sure he got the message.”
You smiled up at him. “Yeah... maybe a little longer,” you said, scrunching up your nose. He thought it was adorable.
It was silent between you two for a moment. An old Destiny’s Child song blasting from the speakers.
“You have really pretty lashes,” you said softly. “Boys always get good lashes. It’s not fair.”
“Well you got nice eyes,” Fez said returning the complement. “Like an angel or some shit.”
Your head fell back on the couch in disbelief hitting Fez’s arm that was still wrapped around you. “I have nice eyes,” you questioned. “Fez,” you sat up looking directly at him crossing your leg under your body, “you could sell salt to a slug just by looking at it with those eyes. They’re like crazy mesmerizing.”
“Chill. Gonna have me blushin ‘n shit,” he said chuckling at you. He took his arm from over your shoulders and elbowed you.
“Aww, you’re getting red,” you pointed out, reaching up poking his now crimson cheek. “Do I make you nervous, Fezco,” you asked teasingly.
“Pretty girls do that to me.”
Now your cheeks were the ones getting hot. “You’re playing this ‘boyfriend’ role pretty well with all these complements you’re throwing my way.”
“I’m just speaking the truth, ma,” Fez replied.
Laughing nervously, you couldn’t look at Fez. “You better be careful or I might start falling for you.”
Fezco eyed your frame on the couch. He liked the idea of you and him. “I wouldn’t be mad at that,” he said casually, then pulled a joint out to his lips and lit it.
Your eyes grew wide, but this wasn’t the time to play games. “Fez quit playing with me.”
Fez blew out smoke and you watched with bated breath. “Who playin’?”
You turned to face Fez a little more on the couch. “Fez.”
“Y/N,” he replied nonchalantly. It was kind of annoying how calm he was being about this whole thing. He glanced at you, noticing how obviously nervous you were. “Let me take you out.”
You had to stop your mouth from dropping open. “Huh?”
Fez smiled and laughed, and you thought it was a glimpse at heaven. “Let me take you out, ma.”
“Like a date,” you asked wanting to make sure you heard him right.
“Not like a date. A date,” he corrected then put his blunt back to his lips. You were having a hard time processing that Fezco wanted to take you out. While you were being stunned, Fez blew out more spoke then continued to speak.
“It’s cool if you don’t want-”
“No,” you shouted a little too eagerly. Your eyes glanced around to make sure no one was thrown off by your shouting. You looked back at Fez who had a smirk on his face and spoke in your normal tone, “I mean, I want to... Go on a date that is. I want to go on a date. With you.” God you were embarrassing. You blew out air as your eyes closed trying to compose yourself. Your hand rose covering you face.
Fez chuckled lightly, the smoke from the blunt rising from his lips. He reached over with his free hand to take your hand away from your face. “You’re cute.”
Your checks turned hot. “You’re killing me Fez.”
“My bad, ma,” Fez said smirking at you. He liked that he had this effect on you. “Just wanna show you how you should be treated by someone you actually fuck with.”
You bit your lip to try and stop your smile from growing too big. “I’d like that,” you said, nodding.
“Good,” Fez replied. “Tomorrow at 7 cool?”
You blinked a few times throw off a little. “Tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Why wait,” Fez asked relaxing into his seat more, stretching his arm over the back of the couch.
“Tomorrow’s fine, just thought I’d have a little more time to prepare,” you said as you followed Fez’s lead and leaned back into the couch. Fez’s arm relaxed over your shoulder now.
“What you need to prepare for,” Fez asked, a small smile on his lips before he casually placed his blunt back between them.
You chuckled out of nervousness. “Fez, I’m one of those girls that has to try on every outfit in her closet before deciding on the right one for a date. And consult with my girlfriends too.”
“Did you consult with your friends on what you wearin’ now,” Fez asked gesturing down to your current outfit with his eyes.
“No,” you said giggling. “But I probably should have. We showed up looking like we were going to three different parties.”
“You look good, Y/N. Just do that again, and you’ll be fine. I’ll love whatever you’re wearin’.”
Heat started to rise from your neck up to your ears. “What did I just say Fezco O’Neil? You tryin’ to kill me,” you asked then slapped his chest lightly with the back of your hand.
Fez laughed then raised his hands backing off. “I would say sorry, but I like watchin’ you get flustered and shit.”
You laughed with Fez. “Remember to tell the coroner that when they question how I died.”
After your laughter died down Fez eyed you for a second before he asked, “So tomorrow night then?”
“Tomorrow,” you replied smiling at him. You sunk further into the couch, Fezco’s arm draped over your shoulder gently pulled you in closer to him. Subtly, you tried to cover your growing grin with your hand. You were sure to the whole party you looked like a couple, but you didn’t mind it one bit.
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colossalbilly · 10 days
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lil bro do you needa talk to someone?? daddy issues is calling
" i dont have 'daddy issues' , bozo . my dads just . . off . "
[ he shrugged before deciding to add onto his sentence , now idly picking at his already worn down nails . ]
" y'know . he aint like how dickens treats fezzy , or anythin' like that . He's just a bit off . he isn't really as present , either . it's , uh , kinda upsettin' sometimes , but not a lot , dont get any ideas , bozo . but whatever , i dont have 'daddy issues' , i just have an off dad . "
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captain-lessship · 1 year
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Creepy Pt. 9
The chorus of beeping was playing as you stared at the boy who was still asleep. You looked to Wednesday who was sitting beside you, “We’ve got to go, visiting hours are up in a hour.”
“It’s all my fault. I was the reason he was out in the woods.”
“Wednesday-“
“Don’t say it isn’t, we both know it is.”
You crossed your arms, “Well then shouldn’t we be out there finding the monster? Or did I only think that I knew who you were?” 
Wednesday stated at you, she then stood up and grabbed her bag. “I hate when you are right.” 
You grinned, “Sure you do.” You stood up, looking back at Eugene, you waved bye.
You and Wednesday began planning but there was one, huge, wrench that was going to be thrown in your plans:
Parents Weekend.
You where sitting at your workplace when got a call from your mother. And that was a rare occurrence.
“Sweetheart! It’s mummy!” She said, voice ringing out softly.
“Hi Mom, are you going to be here for Parents Weekend?”
You heard the clicking of her makeup bottles and the clanging of a glass being sat down. “Of course, sweetie! Wouldn’t miss it for the world!”
You lightly grinned, “You missed the last three.”
“Oh, that was out of my control. The spotlight stops for no actress.”
“Yeah.” You held back a few tears.
Your mother was a theater actress and she started out as magician’s assistant, the magician happened to be your father. They had gotten divorced so she went to New York and she was traveling all around the world and somewhere in there, she had you. 
“I love you sweetheart! I will be there, will he be there?”
You thought before you answered, “Yeah, he said he might.” They always tried to one up the other, so you mentally prepared 
“Oh,” she paused, “Alright! Hugs and kisses, buh-bye!” 
She hung up. You just sat there for a minute. You hoped this went good. 
You kept that thought as you watched your father walk in. A tall, built man with dark hair and eyes that twinkled with mischief. He was dressed in a nice suit, reminiscent of his ringleader uniform. His sharp eyes landed on you, he began to walk to you, “Well well,” his circus voice flowed, “My little man,”
He stopped right in front of you, looking down, “And how are we doing today?” His smile was wide. 
“I’m great! So Pops I wa-“
“Is that you, sweetheart?” 
You turned to see your mother. Her blood red makeup attention to her eyes, which seemed to be staring completely through you, her flowing dress hung off her like a liquid shadow. Her hair was the same color as yours and hung in ringlets. “Come to Mummy, sweetheart.”  She opened her arms for a hug.
“Mom-“
“Thalia, it’s weird for a young to call his mother that.” Your father said, without skipping a beat.
“Well, Hudson, what you know about mothers?” She snapped back.
“Anyway,” you said, “It’s great to see both of you! I actually have someone I want you to meet.” You grinned.
“Of course, son. Who are they?”
“She’s my girlfriend.” You led them to where Wednesday stood, talking to her family. When she turned and saw you, she walked up to you.
“Mom, Pops, this is Wednesday.”
“Like that poem?” Your father asked.
“Yes. About the weekday children.” Your mother answered for him.
“It’s nice to meet you both.” She said,
voice monotone.
“So,” you mother wondered aloud, “how long have you two been dating?” 
Wednesday answered and you looked at your father who was watching her with slight confusion. 
“That’s wonderful!” You mother clapped her hands together, “I think you both look darling together.”
Your dad finally chimed in, “What’s your last name?”
“Addams.”
You saw your father’s eyes lighten, “Are you Fester Addams niece?”
“Yes.”
You dad began to laugh, it came deep from his chest. You looked at your mothers sour expression as she knew what the man was laughing about.
“Thalia, remember that time Ol’ Fezzy shocked you so bad we didn’t have to use the lion for the performance.” Your dad wiped a tear from his eye.
“Very vividly, Hudson. Just like that time you got shot out of the cannon directly into the side of a elephant.” 
You looked at the ground at their bickering, Wednesday noticed. “I would like to borrow him for a minute. I would like for him to meet my family.”
“Oh!” You mother looked at you, “Well I can’t stay, I’m sorry sweetheart.” She hugged you. “I will see in the summer. Buh-bye!”
You waved bye to her, looking at your dad.
“Well bud, I gotta run too. Someone’s gotta make cotton candy dreams come true.” Your dad patted you on the shoulder as he left. You sighed, trying to not let the disappointment radiate. 
“It’s alright.” Wednesday said, gently holding your hand. “If are up to meet my family, I think they will loathe you.”
You smiled slightly, “Thank you.” You walked hand in hand to a group of people and you immediately knew they were Wednesdays family. The entire family shared the same fashion sense and you noticed the calm demeanor of her mother and the cheerful one of her father, then the mixed blend in her brother.
“Mother, Father, this is my boyfriend.”
“You’re dating Wednesday?” Pugsley asked, genuine surprise.
“Shut it. I don’t have time to hang you from the rafters.” Wednesdays retorted.
“Ah! Young man,” Gomez put a hand on your shoulder, patting you, “So you’re the one our little nightmare is obsessed with?”
You smiled, “I think it’s mutual and yes, I am proud to say I am.” 
a/n: I know it’s short but I need to post something and this mean you guys get two more to finish it up so it’s a blessing in disguise
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xxgnarlyboixx · 8 days
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CONFESSION POST 💌
ok imma rant how much I love oliver so cw: gay ppl and possibly emotional stuff !!
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woah um I know it's completely impossible for you to read this since you aren't real (I know it sounds so cliché-) but I'm really in love with you: how you are as a person, your ambitions, dreams, how you have inspired me so much throughout these almost 2 years
I love how approachable you are as well as extroverted. You're someone funny to be around with and tries to help your loved ones, even if that puts you in danger, which is really sweet and admirable, but please be careful, I don't want you to be hurt, I'd be really sad and possibly in distraught if something terrible happened to you
I feel like I know you, but at the same time not really and I'm eager to explore more of your thoughts, personality and life, as you are a pretty interesting person. I like how we can connect in certain aspects, such as being both trans and gay. When I learned you're trans I felt more comfortable with you in some way, like, 'he gets me. I get him'. You also make me feel a little more comfortable with my own body, despite feeling dysphoric sometimes and hate it most of it
you have inspired me to create numerous fanarts of yourself (I'd love to show you all of them if I could) and even a daily account. I started watching more films and series because of you, and honestly is pretty fun! I'm trying to also get into stuff that you like as well, so we can share more interests in common :]
whenever I feel sad or sick and fanart appears on my timeline or just the ones I have in my gallery, I genuinely get better, you make me feel better and I appreciate that so much. Thank you for accompanying me when I was down or ill, you made it more bearable <3
I know no one is perfect, even you have stuff I'm not particularly into (as in, smoking and drinking, and sex at certain times), but my god all the good parts of yourself are beautiful: I love how easygoing, lovable, inspiring you are, and you're handsome and full of yourself. I wish I had the same confidence as you for the stuff that I like or how I really am, without fearing what others may think of me
you are my comfort character, my fictional other and one of the reasons for my existence and I hope my love and devotion for you shall never cease, as you are important to me. There are so many more words I'd like to say, but I'm more of a 'showing than telling' person
I really want to hold your hands, be closer to you and just stare in silence at your beauty. If the world wasn't so cruel we could even hold hands and be a little more affectionate in public, despite me not being interested in that. I really wanna go out on dates with you or just hang out, watch a movie, eat at a restaurant and listen to you talking. I want to have deep and meaningful conversations and say stuff that doesn't make sense or sounds silly. I wanna match outfits someday or steal each other's clothes, that'd be fun. Travelling to places we both like and have fun in general. I wanna hear your voice and call me corny ass nicknames. I wanna do all of these and much more
I love you so so so so much, Oliver/Fezzy. Maybe in another life/universe we can be together
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Lexi ain't ready for all that bde that fez exudes. cause as soon as he was done beating nate's ass me and him would've had to immediately find a room. i woulda been on his ass. Big Daddy Fezzy
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Pic by @assiraphales and hcs by @einsteinsugly
Full name: Guilherme “Fez” Queimada-Guzman
Nicknames: Fez (by everyone), The Foreign Kid, The Foreigner, Mush-Mouthed Foreigner, Creepy Bastard (by Red), Hot-looking Smooth-talking Frisky-assed son-of-a-bitch, The King, Problem solver, Old boy (by himself), Captain Poo-Face, dumb-ass, dude (by Kelso), Buddy (by Hyde), Pez, Eric Forman, Johnny Table (used as a fake identity), Boy With An Accent (by Kitty), Fezzie (by Caroline and Jackie), Mushmouth, Moron (Mitch), Bitch (by Fenton), Hubby (by Laurie), Uncle Fez (by Jay, Betsy, Kristie, and Leia), Former Step Dad (by Kristie)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Birth Place: Snake Island
Birthday: August 4, 1959 (age 36)
Occupation: Hairdresser at Chez Fez
Family: Maria Guzman (mother), Alberto Queimada (father), Aliana Guzman-Queimada (older sister), Marco Contreras (brother in law)
Romances: Rhonda Tate (girlfriend), Christy (ex-girlfriend), Danielle (ex-girlfriend), Marsha Sullivan (ex-girlfriend), Nina Bartell (ex-girlfriend), Laurie Forman (ex-wife), Caroline Dupree (ex-girlfriend), Jackie Burkhart (former crush), Michael Kelso (one night stand)
Friends: Michael Kelso (best friend), Eric Forman (close friend), Steven Hyde (good friend), Donna Pinciotti (friend), Jackie Burkhart (friend), Kitty Forman (close friend/mother figure)
Enemies: Fenton, Mitch
First Appearance: That '70s Pilot, Free Leia
Last Appearance: The Holy Union of The Burnout and The Devil, TBD
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einsteinsugly · 2 years
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If Everyone in Season 8 Was Being Honest...
Jackie: But you know, you always see these beautiful women with these really *nothing* guys…you could be one of those guys!
Pan out, to Fez. Surrounded by the gang, in the circle.
Donna: Oh, yeah! You could do that!
Hyde: That could be you.
Fez: You think?
Jackie: Yeah, yeah. Absolutely. *Dramatically flipping her hair, and Fez is intrigued, as Jackie abruptly flips the script* I'm one of those beautiful women, but I don't get with *nothing* guys. My list is just a desperate cry for help, and everyone only supports me because they're all sad and desperate too.
Fez gulps, and as Donna thinks, she abruptly awakens. From her desperate slumber.
Donna: Fez, with the way you've been acting lately, you've really been one of those *nothing* guys. *Glaring at Hyde* And so have you, Hyde.
Hyde stews, but Fez releases his venom.
Fez: Well, you haven't been yourself lately. You've been as shallow and fake as your hair.
A brief silence ensues.
Donna (awkwardly musing): Maybe we should move on from Point Place, and get our acts together...
Fez: But it's in my contract. I have to end up with Jackie.
Jackie: But you're only going to be a distraction, Fezzie. From the real deal.
The gang and the cameras focus on Hyde.
Hyde: I'm the real deal.
A long silence ensues, and Donna gets up.
Donna: Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to break up with Randy, go back to my roots, and go back to school. And maybe Eric can join me, if he gets his ass in gear.
Donna leaves, and Jackie gets up, too.
Jackie: Yeah, I've been thinking. I deserve way better than being a hair sweeper. I'm thinking of going back to school, too. Bye!
Meanwhile, Hyde and Fez are left alone.
Fez: Are we really *nothing* guys?
Hyde (with a solemn nod): Yep. *Shaking his head* When Kelso looks like a fuckin' saint compared to us, you know we've got issues.
Another awkward silence ensues, as Fez clears his throat.
Fez: You think Jackie would ever go back to...
Hyde (now smoking a joint): Nah, not a happy Jackie.
Fez: Ai, Kelso's been talking my ear off about how much he wants to get with Brooke. *With a dramatic pause* I am so, so alone.
Hyde: You're half in love with him, aren't you?
Fez (now sobbing, as Hyde hands him the joint): But he's in love with Brooke!
Hyde: At least he's not in love with Jackie.
Fez: That would be you, Jackie-lover.
Hyde sighs.
Hyde: Guess I've got a lot to make up for. *With an awkward pause* Forman's gonna yell at me when he gets home, like when he told Red to wear a hat.
Hyde gets up, and leaves. Leaving Fez alone.
Fez (still sobbing, with a solemn nod): He'll yell at all of us!
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poisonbat · 7 months
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Yugioh Protagonists vs Classic Doctors Poll #6
The winning streak continues! Yuya won last poll, can the Playmaker continue the streak? You decide!
Vote for your favorite character! this is not a "who would win in a fight/game/etc" poll
Yusaku Fujiki vs The Sixth Doctor
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@yugioh-polls-because-yes @bestygogirl (vote in their current polls bc yugioh girls are awesome)
so this is the first of these where I don't really know as much about our ygo protag but i know a lot about the sixth doctor, regardless of who wins i want to hear from yusaku fans about him so i can learn more!
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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years
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AHHHH IM SO GLAD REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN
anyway can you write a fix about fez and his girlfriend being a celebrity actress/singer and she spends a lot of time away from him but when they are together they are both so so happy and maybe like little blurbs of them missing eachother or blurbs of them together and really happy? thank you!!!!
Sure :)
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"Another hug." Fezco pulls me back into his arms and I giggle against his chest, loving the feeling of his arms around me. My eyes tear at the thought of not seeing him, touching him, smelling him for months while I'm gone, only able to text him and speak to him over the phone.
I don't know if that's worse for Fez or for me.
"Don't want you to go." He mutters, pressing his face into the crook of my neck, his fingers gripping the back of my shirt tightly, as if he's terrified to let me go. "Wish I could go with you." He sighs, my heart panging painfully in my chest at the sound of his broken, cracked voice.
"You've got Ash to take care of. Your grandma too- I'll be fine." My hand rests on the back of his head, thumb brushing circles into the skin. "I'll just miss you." He nods, pressing one last kiss to my lips before allowing me to step back to wipe my teary eyes. "Go kick some ass."
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A smile spreads across my lips at the sight of my phone lighting up in the dark hotel room, the space in my heart filling with love at Fez's name sprawled out across the screen.
Fezzy How u doin baby
My fingers hover over the keyboard as the three bubbles pop up under his message, my heart racing in my chest and I wait patiently. It had been a long day of filming and interviews, barely getting any time to look over my messages or even give Fez the quickest call.
Fezzy I miss you, so does ash. even rue keeps asking where you are.
My lips pull down into a frown, my heart aching at the thought of him laying in bed, without me, clutching my pillow to him to get any sort of closeness to me.
Me I miss you too, thought of you all day while at work. People kept asking about you and how it feels to be away. I almost cried when one of the interview asked me about Ash.
I bite at my lip, blinking the tears away to try to stay strong, knowing that he's probably a big mushy mess.
Fezzy You got no clue how much that kid misses you. it's getting fuckin annoying and shit, he won't even smoke with me.
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"Hi baby!" Fez's bright smile makes butterflies erupt in my stomach, my nerves already getting the best of me as we arrive the event, my limo slowing to a stop. "I just got to the event, I needed to talk to you before going in." I blow out a breath, pulling the camera back so he can take a good look at me.
"Look hot, ma. Wish I was there to be on your arm." His voice is bittersweet and I can't help the image that pops up in my head of him decked out in a full suit and tie, matching my dress and on my arm as my favorite accessory.
"I'm just really nervous so I wanted to hear your voice." He grins and runs a hand over the top of his head, tilting his chin teasingly at me.
"You look really good." He whispers, blowing out a breath as his freckled cheeks blush cutely, boyishly.
"I'll send you a picture later of me in a full length mirror. Or maybe my publicist can send you a pic." I wink, catching a glimmer of mischief in his eyes and he chuckles, his brows raising and he sheepishly looks away from the camera.
"I'm sure that I'll be seeing pics all over the media." He whistles, already knowing how this goes and how many pictures and interviews will flood the internet over the next forty-eight hours.
"I'm sure you'll cherish them."
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My hands shake as I look frantically throughout the incoming flights, waiting for my eyes to connect with familiar blue ones, eager to wrap my arms around my man and never let go. And I'm sure he feels the same.
Looking around, I spot him quicker than I thought I would only because he typically waits along the wall so he doesn't get caught up in the paparazzi and fans but today he's in the front. He has a bouquet of flowers in his hands and a huge smile written across his lips.
By the time I'm in his arms, arms thrown around his neck, face buried in his shoulder, he's already whispering kind words, excited more than words can say.
"I missed you." He whispers with a shudder, a small laugh leaving my lips as my feet touch the ground once more, my body leaning back so I can look up at him with teary eyes.
"Missed you more."
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eddieismypimp · 2 years
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That’s my mom!
Fezco x reader, ash x reader (platonic)
Summary: you had been with fez for a while, ash sees you two as parents and is very protective of you.
Requested by: @prettiestofthemall1 (I hope this is close to what you had in mind and I hope you like this <3)
You had been with Fezco for years now. You met when you were very young and hit it off immediately. He didn’t really like you involved with the dangerous stuff in his life but you helped him take care of Ash and his grandma. You basically raised Ash, he was your baby. You were very protective of them and to say they were protective of you would be an actual understatement.
“Ash, honey, I know how to use scissors.” You said to him. Him and Fez bought some walkie talkies so they could talk to each other easier and you told ash you would open the package for him. You don’t understand why these plastic packages are so hard to open.
“I know, I just don’t want you to get cut or something.” He said.
“I know baby.” You said smiling at him. “But I should be saying these things to you, I’m the adult here.”
“I know, I know.” He said. “I just want you to be safe.”
They always tried to help you with stuff or do stuff for you, and although at times it could be overwhelming and a little annoying, you could absolutely never be mad at them. You thought it was cute.
Today you had to go to the store. Food was running low in the house and you had to make sure there was always snacks because these boys loved to eat.
“Hey baby, I’m going to the store soon, is there anything specific you would like for me to get?” You asked Fez.
“There’s nothing specific I can think of, just snacks.” He said kissing your cheek. “I have to go to work today.. are you sure you wanna go?” He asked.
“Yeah I’m sure, I’ll be fine fezzy.” You said smiling at him.
“Well, we could just go tomorrow if you want, I don’t have anything to do.” He said.
“No babe, it’s really fine.” You said to him, I can go.”
“Hey Ash!” Fez yelled so his brother could hear him. Seconds later Ash came walking into the kitchen where you and Fez were.
“Do you mind to go to the store with y/n?” He asked his brother. “I can’t go today and she doesn’t wanna wait until tomorrow.”
“No I don’t care.” Ash said.
“Guys, it’s really fine.” You said to them. “I can go on my own, it’s not a problem.”
“You’re not going alone.” Ash said.
You put your hands up in surrender. There was no use arguing because he was gonna go either way.
“Alright, alright.” You said. “Well, I’m leaving now.”
You gave Fez a kiss. “I love you and I’ll see you later.” You said smiling at him.
“I love you too, be careful you guys.” He said watching as you grabbed your purse and walked out the door with Ash following close behind you.
You guys have been at the store for a hot minute and had grabbed almost everything you needed. There was still a couple more things.
“Ash, wanna go grab some pasta noodles while I go and get the lettuce?” You asked him. He gave you a weird look, not wanting to leave you alone but he finally nodded his head and walked in the direction of the pasta noodles. You pushed the cart over to the vegetable aisle grabbing the lettuce and looking at some other vegetables. You decided to grab some broccoli and bell pepper. As you were putting your bell peppers in your cart, someone walked up to you.
“Uh hey.” You heard him say.
You looked at him weird.
“Hi?” You said in a question.
“Sorry to bother you, I just wanted to know if you were single?” He asked you.
“Uh no, I’m absolutely not single.” You said with an attitude.
“Well damn mama, you don’t gotta be so rude.” He said.
You ignored him, wondering where Ash was.
Little did you know, Ash had saw the guy walk up to you and was now storming up to you guys angrily.
You went to go walk away.
“Hey come on now, don’t be like that.” The guy said grabbing your arm pretty harshly, pulling you into his side.
“Let me the fuck go right now.” You said angrily.
“Yeah? or what?” He asked with a smirk. In a matter of seconds the guy was pushed off you.
“Hey man, you need to back the fuck up!” Ash said getting in the guys face. You relaxed knowing you weren’t alone anymore.
“What are gonna do about it? You’re a child.” The guy said.
Ash just glared at him.
“Come on baby doll, let’s just go.” You said attempting to pull Ash away from the guy, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Do you even know this kid?” The guy asked.
“Yes, as a matter of fact I do.” You said , annoyed that he was still talking.
“Oh yeah, how?” He asked, not believing that you actually knew him.
“That’s my fucking mom.” Ash said.
The guys eyes got wide as he looked between you and Ash. He didn’t say a damn thing else, just turned around and walked away. You sighed in relief. Ash turned to look at you.
“You okay mom?” He asked you.
“Yeah I’m okay baby, thank you for standing up for me.” You said pulling him into a hug. You guys quickly went to the check out and paid for your stuff. Once you guys were safely in the car you let out a loud sigh. Ash pulled out his phone and started texting.
“Please don’t tell Fez about this Ash, he’ll freak out.” You said looking over at him as he sat his phone in his lap.
“To late.” He said with a worried look. You think he was more shaken up than you were. He reached over and put his hand on your arm. “Are you okay?” He asked.
“I’m okay Ash, are you okay?” You asked him.
“I don’t know, what if I hadn’t been there?” He asked. “Something could have happened.
“But you were there and everything’s fine, there’s no need to worry Ash.” You said.
You started the car up and making your way to the house. Once you got home, you and Ash put up all the groceries. He wouldn’t leave your side. You sat on the couch and turned Netflix on to the show you and Ash had been watching religiously. He sat next to you leaning on you, putting his arms around you to give you a hug. You guys sat like that for hours, him not wanting to let you go. Finally Fez stormed through the door. He sighed in relief when he saw you guys sitting on the couch.
“Hi baby.” You said looking at him.
“Hi baby, you okay?” He asked, walking over to you guys.
“Yeah I’m okay, everything’s fine.” You said to him as you grabbed your hand to help you stand up so you can give him a hug. Ash’s grip around you tightened as he gave Fez a glare.
“What’s wrong wit you boy, let me hug my girl.” Fez said in a playful way. Ash shook his head no, hugging you tighter.
“Ash, im okay honey, I’m not goin no where I promise.” You said rubbing the top of his short hair. He sighed but finally let you stand up. You gave Fez a hug and a kiss.
“See, this is the type of shit I’m talking about, this is why we want to be with you at all times.” Fez said pulling you close to him. “What if Ash hadn’t been there? What would have happened?” He asked.
“I’m glad Ash was there but I had it under control fezzy.” You said.
“You did not have it under control.” Ash said. “That asshole grabbed you.”
“Yo, don’t nobody need to be grabbing my girl.” Fez said.
“It’s alright guys, it’s over now and I’m fine.” You said. “You wanna watch this show with me and Ash?” You asked Fez. He nodded and you guys sat down, Fez in between you and Ash.
“What do you think this is?” Ash asked. “You think you can just come home and take her away?”
You and Fez laughed as you stood up to sit in between them.
“Better?” You asked.
Ash nodded as he laid his head in your lap.
You guys had a really good night, just chilling, watching your show. Eventually you had gotten up to go make dinner and Ash had followed you to help. Needless to say, you loved these boys, and if you ever wanted personal space you would have to get over it because it wasn’t gonna happen anytime soon. :)
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fezc0swife · 2 years
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say it again?
summary | after being with fez for almost a year you start picking up on the way he talks and when he starts to notice he can’t help but laugh at how cute you are.
pairing | fezco x fem!reader
a/n | hi! this is my first ever fic! i hope you enjoy it!!!! i love how this came out and hope you do too!!!! <333
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you and fezco had been dating for a little over a year now. you spent almost everyday with him as much as you could. he would pick you up and drop you off at school. then you’d go to the shop with him. then you’d go home. this was a reoccurring thing. you were always together. and when your always with someone you kinda start to catch onto the way the talk and phrases they use. so you didn’t even notice the slight accent you had or phrases you’d been using. but fez and ash noticed right away.
“hold up…say it again ma?” fez said after you’d been ranting to him about the newest movie you had watched
“i said ion’ know how i still have money in my bank account cause i’ve seen this movie so many times it-” you stopped when you saw the wide grin on his face.
“what? did i say something?” you said quickly trying to remember what you had said wrong
“nah baby. you good.” he said kissing your head and letting you continue talking.
the second time it happened was with ash. you and him were laying on the couch watching a movie when he chuckled after you said something.
“what’s funny?” you said looking over at him
“nah nothing just say it again?” he said trying to cover up his laugh
“say what again?” you said confused
“what you just said!” he said like it was so obvious
“all i said was i hate thanos…” you said recalling what you had said.
“and then after that…”
“he’s a lil’ bitch?” you said confused on what was so wrong with what you said.
“oh my god.” he said as he slightly laughed leaving you confused.
the next few times it happened you didn’t even bother to ask why they were laughing but this time you needed to find out what was going on.
“guys im so fuckin’ hungry!! can we get some pizza or sum’?” you said from the couch instantly standing up when you heard snickers from behind you
“okay what is so funny? cause im genuinely confused you guys!” you said with a slight frown on your face feeling like you were missing out on an inside joke.
“nothing ma it’s just that…” fez said trying to think of how to word it.
“you’re starting to talk like us y/n.” ash said once again looking at you like it was obvious.
“what do you mean? how do i talk like you we all talk the same?” you said still confused
“you’ve picked up on my phrases and my slang i guees you could call it. it’s cute baby!” fez said smiling at you from the kitchen table.
“oh. well i didn’t even notice.” you said in realization “if you guys want me to stop doing it i can jus-”
“no no it’s cute ma!” fez said immediately walking over to you and placing his hands around your waist looking down at you.
“you sure? i don’t wanna seem annoying…” you said looking up at him
“i’m sure baby. hundred percent sure!” he said tilting your chin up to meet his lips
“mm i love you fezzy!!” you said pulling away and looking up at him
“yeah the slang can stay but that nicknames gotta go!” he said pecking your lips once more
“what why? it’s so cute!! right ashy?” you said looking over fezcos shoulder at ash
“oh yeah soooo cute fezzy!!!” ash said mocking you cause you didn’t drop the nickname for him either.
“god i love that you two get along but hate it sometimes.” he said rubbing his head with his hand
“we love you though!” you said as you flopped back down onto the couch opening the dominoes app on your phone and he went back to counting money.
“yeah yeah!” he said in defeat knowing he wouldn’t trade you guys for anything.
“she’s def a keeper.” ash said as fez sat down.
“yeah she is.”
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fezco-youphoria · 2 years
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Delicate
a/n: a very short little fluff. i wrote this kinda quick...
summary: Fez finds you asleep on the couch.
pairing: Fezco x reader
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Fez returns home with a heavy head. He’s tired and frustrated. Fez and Ash just met with their supplier Laurie. She gave them a large suitcase that has a lot more product than Fez feels comfortable with. He’d prefer to keep his business lowkey but when he tried pushing back Laurie told him that he needed to start pulling his weight. The entire conversation reminded Fez of a talk he had with Mouse not too long ago. Different supplier, same old bullshit.
Fez trudges through Ash’s room and down the hall. He’s only home for a quick second to pick up the keys for the convenience store security grille. Fez had forgotten them earlier when he and Ash left for the meeting with Laurie. Ash is waiting for him in the car. After Fez gets the keys, they need to go to the store so they can unpack the suitcase there. Fez and Ash haven’t kept anything at the house since the police raided and they were forced to flush all their product down the toilet.
Fez hears the TV playing faintly in the background. The sound of the TV gets louder and louder as he moves through the house. When Fez walks into the living room, he finds you peacefully napping on the couch. You had fallen asleep while watching a movie.
Your boyfriend’s face instantly lights up when he sees you. You look so cute and cozy. Fez wishes he was on the couch with you. Then you’d be sleeping like that in his arms.
You seem so comfortable right now, Fez doesn’t want to disturb you. He quietly grabs the keys from the coffee table and turns off the TV.
As Fez turns to leave, he notices you starting to shiver in your sleep. He gets a throw blanket from the loveseat and delicately covers you with it, careful not to wake you.
“Mhmm…Fezzy…” you mumble.
Your boyfriend raises his eyebrows. Did he accidentally wake you up or are you dreaming of him?
“Baby?”
No response. You’re still asleep. Fez smirks to himself. Oh yeah, you’re totally dreaming about him...
Fez leans down and brushes some stray hair away from your face.
"Be back later, ma," he says softly, giving you a kiss on the forehead.
After that, Fez walks away. While heading toward the door, he still has a little smile on his face. Seeing you cheered him up a bit. Now he’s more motivated than ever to finish his work shit as quickly as possible so he can come back home to you.
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verticalcraze · 2 years
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Aphrodisiac - Fezco X Reader SMUT
warnings; smut,,,like this shit wild, mentions of drugs, forced drug use,
word count; 1k
summary; you end up under the influence of a very powerful aphrodisiac drug and your boyfriend is there to help you out.
YALL HAVE BEEN BLESSED
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Laurie's drug business was in high spirits due to the recent addition of an aphrodisiac party drug. laced with god knows what and shipped from overseas. the clientele ate it up and now they were hooked. Horny teenagers looking for a good time were a large consumer in Laurie's business. speaking of business it was now more prevalent than ever thanks to Fezco's dealing at various parties. He didn't like dealing the new drug to his customers. he often got into a heated rant to himself how laurie was getting herself into risker business and that could affect him if something ever bad happened.
You really couldn't do much as his girlfriend but sit and listen to him vent his frustration out in times like this. You knew he couldn't get away from laurie and you also knew that he was making good money off from it as well. You tried to reassure him by adding your input even if it didn't seem like a well thought out course of action. "Fezco maybe you could talk to Laurie about your concerns tonight, you know she's nice enough to at least listen." He groaned in annoyance. "Y/N you can't just do that, it's not that simple."
"Sure it is Fez, just talk to her, the worst she could do is well.. say no."
"Or shoot me."
You snorted which turned into a laugh which turned into a coughing fit as the smoke from your blunt burned your throat. You knew he was somewhat correct although his response was rather blunt. That was the big part in why you loved him. His bluntness never failed to make you laugh. Regaining your senses back you resumed your position next to fezco and took a drag from your blunt. "I'll talk to her." you offered nonchalantly. Fezco flicked you in the head and shook his head. "I think the fuck not Y/n. you are not comin' with me tonight n' I don't want you around her." He said seriously.
That was three hours ago. You were now in Laurie's kitchen next to Fezco listening to her and her batshit crazy husband talk about the new strain of party drug they had gotten from a shipment in China. A more potent version of the first aphrodisiac drug that Fezco was being forced to sell. You very soon figured out why Fezco never wanted you around Laurie or her partner as Bruce had pressured you into taking the new drug he was raving about. He had claimed gleefully how it 'really good quality' and how 'you'll thank him later.' You were going to try and say no to him but you knew you didn't want to make anyone in that house slightly pissed off any more than they already were due to Fezco trying to say no for you prior, so you shut up and took the pill.
You were now back in Fezco's house, more specifically in his room, you didn't know how you got here and when you got in his bed but you were there. you were tripping fucking balls as fezco anxiously paced the room. As soon as him and you were done at Laurie's house thirty minutes ago he rushed you to the car and back to the house, running several red lights in the process as you slurred your words in the seat next to him. "Goddamit Y/N I fuckin' told you not to come with me!" He angry yelled as he kept pacing frantically. He only stopped to looked up at you a when you let out a small whimper. He quickly rushed to your side and softly spoke to you with an expression of worry and anxiety on his face. "Talk to me ma, whats wrong." He pleaded.
You could only claw at his shirt in wanton as you whispered needilly about how bad you needed him. "Fezzy.." you whimpered again as you guided his hand towards your clothed pussy and bucked into his palm, looking for friction. He knew what you wanted. No he knew what you needed, and he would never disappoint his girlfriend. "I gotchu mama's don't worry.." Thats all you needed to hear as you crashed your lips against his, you nipped at the bottom of his lip to try and gain access to his mouth but was eventually overtaken by his tongue. you and his tongue wrestled for dominance over each other before you faltered at the subtle touch of his fingers against your ever growing wet spot on your shorts making him win the round.
He was the first to break the kiss, he quickly took off his shirt and pants as you did the same, your eyes never once looking away from each other. Once again you guys were kissing with the same intensity as before, but this time Fezco was aligning his cock with your pussy. You didn't need foreplay and Fezco knew you didn't. The drug amplifying the carnal sexual desire for him was to powerful for you to take it slow. He softly pushed his cock into your pussy but you had other plans as you swiftly wrapped your legs around his waist and dug your heels into him, forcing him further inside. "Shit ma' slow down.." Fezco pleaded as his pelvic bone hit your clit, signifying he was balls deep already in your pussy. You only moaned loudly in response and begged him to move. He groaned and started fucking you at a brutal pace. "Fuck ma' you're a fucking slut.." The lewd sounds of him fucking you with no remorse echoed throughout the room as you fisted the sheets. "Fezco shit you feel s-so fuckin' good." You had barely choked out those words before going back to moaning various curse words and his name on occasion. His thumb ran circles around your clit and in an instant your pussy was clenching down on him, signaling your release. Fezco didn't slow down as he continued after his own high. He only positioned your legs so they were touching your chest now.
Your pussy clenching around his cock was driving you both crazy as you reached another orgasm, his first one following soon after. The new position made his cock reach deeper inside you as he made his final thrust into your wet cunt. The last thing you could feel was his cum dripping out of you and a kiss on your cheek as you drifted into a deep slumber.
Maybe the new drug wasn't so bad after all.
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