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lildevilsadvocate · 2 years

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Knock You Down III

(Jack Harlow x reader) (Angus Cloud x reader)

Tell me know can you make it past your Casper’s

So we can finally fly of into NASA

You was always the cheerleader of my dreams

That seemed to only date the head of football teams

And I was the class clown that always kept you laughing

We were never meant to be baby we just happened

Angus: When we’re you gonna tell me?

Y/N: Tell you what?

Angus: That you and Harlow were a thing? You’re the only girl that I’ve been around and after his little performance last night it makes clear sense.

Y/N: Angus, my relationship is my business. I didn’t know that was gonna happen but he deserved to know about the blurred lines between us.

Angus: Yea but I guess you should let him the full extent of what happened on set or I will.

You quickly slam your phone down, your world has gone to shit in the past 18 hours. Your manager hasn’t stopped blowing up your phone, there’s articles everywhere on you and Jack being a possible thing. You don’t know what to do. You hear a knock on your hotel room door, looking through the peephole you see Urban and Neelam. Letting them in you quickly find yourself curled back into the soft sheets of the bed.

“How you feeling?” Urban asks softly rubbing your shoulder.

“Confused? Conflicted? Angry? I just don’t understand what has happened.” You say your hands flying everywhere as you speak.

“We’ve tried to talk to Jack but he’s refusing anything until you speak to him.” Neelam explains

“I just can’t talk to him right now. I’m being portrayed as a whore in a love triangle when that’s not the case at all. He made it seem like he was okay.” you start, “now everything has gone to shit because Jack made an impulse decision to change lyrics to his fucking song and now I have Angus texting me upset that I didn’t explicitly say I was in a relationship-“

“Wait Angus is texting you about what?” Urban cuts you off

You throw him your phone as your eyesight becomes blurry. You’ve worked way too hard to get where you were and you couldn’t fuck up now. You look up at Neelam and Urban reading over the texts as you see them become angry over the texts. Since you started dating Jack they’ve become your bestfriends, you trusted them with everything whether it included Jack or not.

“What does he mean tell Jack or he will?” Neelam questions.

You take a deep breath before starting “Angus and I had some blurred lines while on set. I never entertained it but he was persistent. I only thought of Jack but at the same time the attention was nice. I always blamed it on the onscreen chemistry and he was just easy to be around. I didn’t know he actually felt some type of way towards me.” you finish tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Y/N it’s gonna be ok, you’re not in the wrong here-“ Neelam is cut off as Jack opens the hotel room door.

“You wanna fucking explain why Angus is texting me about yalls sex scene in the movie?”

You freeze looking between the three people in your hotel room. How we’re you gonna explain this without seeming like you wanted Angus?

“Jack I promise what he says is being blown out of proportion.” You try to say

“Oh so him telling me that your moans were real is bullshit Y/N? Him saying that late night line practices almost ended in real sex? Fucking explain that to me Y/N!” Jack says pacing around the room pulling at his curls. You’re crying harder now at the fact that Angus is trying to ruin you and Jacks relationship with lies.

“Baby I promise it’s not like that. I told you how I didn’t act on anything. I always stopped and told him no. I wouldn’t do that to you I promise.” you say hiccuping in between breaths. “Hes lying Jack. Please tell me you believe me.”

“I wasn’t there Y/N! I don’t know what to believe how far did it go?”

“it didn’t go anywhere! I stopped anything before it did! I liked the attention I’ll admit that but I’d never be unfaithful to you.”

“I just need time because now I have to see my girl all over Angus tonight on top of all of this bullshit. I know you’re an Actress Y/N but I can tell when you’re acting and when you’re being for real so I’ll be paying attention at this premiere and that will decide my decision on how we move forward from this.” He walks out the room slamming the door as Urban and Neelam follow. You lay down crying into your pillow. After awhile you get up and shower and head over to the building you were getting ready in. You didn’t wanna do this, you didn’t even wanna see Angus but that was inevitable.

So please don’t mess up the trick

Hey young world I’m the new Slick Rick

They say we move too quick but we can’t let this moment pass us

Let the hourglass pass right into the ashes

Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses

So I wrote this love letter right before my classes

As you walk into makeup and hair you see the root of your problems. The smirk on his face is about to be wiped off. You ask the artists and stylist for a minute and as soon as you hear the door click you walk up to Angus and slap him across the face.

“Yo what the actual fuck?”

“You thought you causing this situation wasn’t gonna have fucking consequences Angus?”

“I didn’t cause shit! Your playboy decided to publicly diss me and I thought he should know that his girl was being shared while he was on the road.”

“I was being shared? Are you fucking serious? Angus you’re a piece of shit, nothing happened between us and just because there were blurred lines doesn’t mean jack shit.”

“I had to let him know, you know you felt something between us don’t lie to me.”

“You didn’t have to anything when it didn’t involve you Angus! Feelings or not I didn’t act on anything and just because I rejected you without telling you I was in relationship doesn’t mean you have the right to try and ruin this for me.”

How could a goddess ask someone who’s only average for advice

OMG you listen to that Bitch

What was me

Baby this is tragic

Cause we had it we was magic

Angus looks at you confused, you were always being flirty and asking relationship questions. You brought out a side of him he didn’t know and he let jealousy get in the way of that. Now y’all have to act on the carpet like nothings wrong? He sees the hurt in your eyes as he tries to pull you into his arms.

“No Angus! You don’t get to fuck this up and then comfort me. Jack and I valued privacy and I didn’t think I’d have to tell you about a relationship that didn’t involve you so you’d get the message to back off.” You say pushing his arms and backing up.

“He won’t even look at me because of you. Your asshole move to talk about our sex scene? Really Angus? Telling him about my moans? It was acting! Get that through your skull.”

Angus starts to become angry again. Your words were hitting him hard. He thought that if you didn’t have Jack you’d be with him. He fell in love with you over the months this movie was being filmed thinking you were playing hard to get as that was your image. He didn’t expect the situation to blow up like this.

I was flying now Im crashing

This is bad real bad Micheal Jackson

Now I’m mad real mad Joe Jackson

You should leave your boyfriend now Imma ask him

Angus’s world is coming to a halt. He was confused and hurt. He didn’t realize what he had caused but he doesn’t care. He knows what had happened was real to him at least so he wasn’t technically in the wrong for his side. He’s about to start talking again when a stylist knocks and peeps her head through the door.

“Hey Y/N you have a visitor can I send them in?”

“Yes please.”

Jack, Urban, Neelam, and Metta walk through the door. Jack has flowers in his hand and somber look on his face. His soft face quickly turns into when he sees your face and then Angus. What the fuck has happened now? He kisses you passionately in front of Angus before holding you in his arms.

“You really can’t stay away huh? You don’t trust your girl alone with me now?” Angus starts without thinking “You scared her being alone with me she’s gonna give in to temptation?”

Jack let’s go of you quickly rolling up on Angus. Urban is by his side ready to pull the boys apart as Jack gets in Angus’s face. You stand behind frozen as tears continue to roll down your face.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me bro. You think my girl would want you? You had the audacity to talk about yalls on screen sex when you can’t even get the real thing.” Jack says laughing in his face. “You see her over there? Thats all me right there. If you think I would give up on her that easily you’re fucking insane” he continues pointing in his face.

“Imma need you to back the fuck up off me. But you see how close we are? Me and your girl were closer.” Angus says smirking. “You only know what you heard between us but you won’t ever know exactly what happened because you weren’t there Jackman. How does the unknown feel?”

“You’re gonna stop talking about my girl like that. She isn’t unfaithful and unlike you any fantasies she has about me she can have. I can put her on a plane to me. You can’t say that can you? This is the most time you’ll have with her and I’m glad you tried to get her while you had the chance but you missed your shot buddy.” Jack says their chests bumping together. You’re crying in Metta’s arms at the situation. You can’t help to think if this is really all your fault. You didn’t even care about your career just about the curly headed man in front of you. All of a sudden you see a fist swing towards Jack, suddenly there’s a mixture of arms flying and grunts being heard. You turn into Metta’s chest crying harder at the scene in front of you. Urban is pulling Jack back from on top of Angus. Security comes flying through the door finally separating the boys. Curse words are flying through the air as the boys are trying to break out of their holds. Angus is escorted out of the room but not without spewing out one last insult.

“It’s not my fault your girlfriend is a whore!” At that insult you turn and smack Angus in the face again.

“Fuck you Angus. You’re the worst person ever.” You say fuming. You can’t do this anymore. You start to pack your purse back up and get ready to leave before you’re pulled into Jacks arms breaking down again.

“I’m so sorry Jack, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

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rues-daya · 2 years

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

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

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lolzskye · 2 years

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now angus…

#please somebody help this man 😭#i love him dumb ass #angus cloud gifs #angus cloud imagine #angus cloud fluff #angus cloud fic rec #angus cloud x reader #angus cloud #fezco x ashtray #fezco fic #fezco euphoria #fezco x reader #fezco x black! reader #fezco x blackwoman!oc

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dawnwriterimagines · 8 months

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debt that’s owed : Fezco (3)

Summary: Laurie needs someone to pay her the debt that’s owed to her, Rue ran from her, which gives her the perfect opportunity to use Fezco’s words against him. But, is she worth you?

Warning(s): Angst, talk of overdose, Fear, Drugs, mentions of sex trafficking, Laurie’s crazy ass once again, etc.

(PART 1) (PART 2)

Author’s Note: What a beautiful man we lost, in every sense of the word. Rest in Peace Angus. Gone too soon. We all love and appreciate the works you’ve done, the lives you’ve changed and the love you give, rest well in beautiful peace.

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- - -

You had woken up disoriented and drugged, a needle still sticking out of your arm, a few too many holes made that made your skin splotchy and purple. Laurie had been standing over you, hushing you as she took the needle from your skin, kissing your wrist as a mother would have her only child before she stood. “Laurie...” you sighed out, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Laurie. Please...”

The older woman rubbed your cheek, “Shhh...” the touch running through your system all the way down to your toes, you took a breath, shivering at the discomfort. “They don’t like it when you girlies talk too much, hush now, sweetie.” You’d never felt like this before. You felt terrible.

She left the door open when she left the room, a man you didn’t recognize peeking through the crack of the doorway to look at you, he gave a pleased laugh, whistling.

You turned on the floor, the blanket beneath you did nothing to shelter you from the cold floor below. The lights were dim from the tiny lamp in the corner, nothing else in the room, but it wasn’t very big anyway.

It took a while to realize you were naked, only from recalling what you had been wearing earlier, and the cold air that you could feel everywhere but nowhere all at once, cause you were sweating terribly. Feeling incredibly hot all of a sudden. You rolled around, pulling the blanket with you as you broke out into a fever, the discomfort you felt was enough to distract you from the horrifying situation you were in currently.

“Laurie...” you drawled, whimpering as the drugs took you once again. It didn’t feel right at all, you felt sick and you felt fucking amazing all at the same time, but you were scared most of all. You had no idea what she had been pumping you with for the last few hours. “Fez...” you called for your boyfriend, sobbing as your eyes rolled back as you quickly succumbed to the feeling. “Fezziee...” you hiccupped.

“I like this one,” you heard the stranger say.

The man at the doorway pulled out a scrunched up wad of cash from his pocket, beginning to slide off his jacket, before Laurie stopped him with a shake of her head. “Just watching for now. She’s not ready yet, still under prep. But, if you wanted to purchase her, that’s different...”

You shivered as you followed your high, wondering what would happen next and if Fezco would ever find you before something horrible happened to you.

- - -

Fezco looks around as he rushes over to Rue, checking for anyone that was around the house that may be unwanted, clearly on edge. “What the hell are you doin’ here, Rue?” he questioned the girl, she follows the two of them into the house. “Imma need you to leave, I ain’t askin’.”

Her gaze lingering on the broken screen door, unable to even close it as it had no knob now, the whole piece completely gone as if it’d been blown to pieces, “I wanted to hang out...but obviously you’ve got some shit goin’ on,” her eye’s going wide at the state of the house. “What the--what the fuck happened here?” the glass on the floor, the broken deck doorway, the flipped table, the broken lamp on the floor, the scuffled carpet.

Rue steps into the house, slowly, Ash getting on the computer, looking for something, Fezco making a call, his shoulders low as if something heavy sat upon them. The girl’s eye’s narrowing as she followed the scuffs over to the room hallway, the bedroom down the hall had its door broken down, wooden pieces still on the floor.

Concerned was not the word to describe how she felt right. Scared wasn’t either. Worried, maybe. But, she was also pretty terrified. Terrified of the answer to her next question.

“Fez,” she hadn’t torn her eyes away from the hallway when she spoke, her voice small, reluctant. “Where’s (Y/n)?” she turns then, her brows knitted together in complete worry, stumbling forwards and away from the hall. She makes her way over to Fezco, taking a handful of his shirt as she pulls him, “Fez!” her voice breaks, her fists shaking, “Where is she?!” she sucks in a breath as she sees his face and the way he doesn’t look her in the eye. “No...” she shook her head. “What so she’s...she’s what? She’s gone?” her voice raising. “Is (y/n) gone, Fez? Come on, gimme something!”

“She’s not gone,” Fezco turned to her with a hardened look, pulling her hands from his shirt, the material stretching out as her grip hadn’t loosened. “Imma find her. Imma find her and kill the motha’fucker that did this,” he seethed to himself, stepping away from her. “Ash, go over the tapes. Try yesterday and this morning, find a camera that isn’t fucked with.”

Ash doesn’t say anything but nod, rushing to the room down the hall as Fezco took the laptop from him, sitting down on the couch, Rue following Fezco, still confused with what was going on.

“Who...wait, who did this?” Rue asked, loudly. “Stop ignoring me, man.”

“I told you to fuckin’ go home, Rue,” Fezco’s eyes flickered up to the girl before back down at the screen, rewatching this morning’s tapes, trying to find someone he recognized. “I ain’t need this right now.”

“Need what? I’m tryin’ to help you,” Rue frowned, offended. “I wanna help! My best friend’s fucking missing, well...kidnapped, by some fucking jackass and even trashed your crib,” she gestured around the house at the damage. “Lemme do something, I can help! I can help find her!”

Fezco looked up toward her, agitated. “You wanna do somethin’ helpful?”

“Yeah, dude!” She nodded before making a face. “Wait, you aren’t gonna just tell me to leave--”

“Go home, Rue.”

“Oh, come on!” she yelled out. “I can help you! I be doin’ mad detective shit. Besides you need all the help you can get, it’s not like you can ask the guys in blue.”

Fezco ignored her for now, trying to stay focused. “Just go sit down somewhere, man. I don’t got time for this.”

And so, reluctantly, Rue went towards the other side of the couch, around towards Ashtray, she sticks her head out of the sliding panel doorway, which was now gone, broken through. Alarmed, she looks down at the glass at her feet, it crunches, burying itself further into the carpet.

Behind her, Ashtray took a note from his pocket, letting it sit on the coffee table, sliding it over to his brother. “This gotta mean something. Wanna run this through some contacts?”

Fezco thinks on it, before nodding at the idea. “Yeah, man. Let’s try it.”

As they head back to work, Rue perks up at the new source of info, “Wait, ya’ll got a clue?” coming over to the coffee table, picking up the note, Fezco fumes and Ashtray gaps at the girl’s unwanted involvement.

“Rue!” Fezco grits. “What I just tell you, man!” He usually saw her presence as quite endearing

Rue brushes him off. “I’m good at riddles, just--” then she really looks at the note. 10k.

10k...?

Oh my fucking god, 10k.

As Fezco snatches the note from her grip, Rue stands there, horrified. Her expression morphing completely, shoulders stiffening and hands tensing up, she turns quickly so Fezco can’t see the mortified look on her face. The guilt that quickly begins to eat at her.

She had thought about it, of course. Of the money she owed Laurie, the drug dealer that she had made a fake deal with in a pathetic effort to get the pills that her regular plug, Fez, had been refusing her. In some way, she blamed Fezco, if he had just given her the damn pills and let her deal with whatever happened to her later, maybe she would’ve never went to Laurie, maybe you wouldn’t have gotten kidnapped...

No, it was her fault, oh my god it her fault. She went to Laurie cause she was fucking desperate and then she ran when Laurie had gotten her the first time, but now you were taken in her place.

She recalled being drugged out of her mind, just as she wanted, but locked in a room and awaiting to be sold for a fuck.

Rue feels so goddamn sick all of a sudden. She wanted to vomit.

God, that’s what you could be dealing with right now.

She did this. Oh god, she did this to you.

But, Fezco does notice.

“Rue...” he says, slowly.

Ashtray looks up, stopping in his typing. He glances between the two of them silently, before looking at Rue a bit more seriously, taking note of the way her entire demeanor’s changed. He closed the laptop.

Rue didn’t answer Fezco, didn’t even turn to face him, trying to think of something to say, anything that could defend why. But what could she possibly say besides the fact it was supposed to be her.

Fezco forcefully turned the girl around, “Rue!” to which she stumbled back away from him, her face made his stomach drop, knowing now that she knew exactly why this was happening. “You...”

“I didn’t know, I swear, ok?” Rue started, hyperventilating, sniffling as she wiped a panicked tear from her face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking, I felt like I was fucking dying, Fez! I was dying! And I--I just--Fez!” she cried as he turned from her, running his hands over his hair, down his face, trying to gather himself, trying to keep himself together. “Fez, I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please, I didn’t think she’d come after anyone, I didn’t think any of it would go this far, please--”

Ashtray’s eyes widened, lost for words.

“RUE!” Fezco roared, his body snapping towards her, pinched fingers silencing her, “Motherf--FUCK! Are you fucking--!” he shoved at the side wall, hitting anything that wasn’t her as anger overwhelmed him. “Are you out of your fucking mind, Rue?!” he couldn’t believe this. How far the girl had really fell to really get herself, to get you, into this kind of situation.

“I know! I know! I know!” Rue sobbed, covering her face as Fez screamed at her. “Fucking god, I know! I messed up!”

“DO YOU?! Cause (y/n)’s paying for your bullshit, your fucking dumb ass, fuck shit! You mother--get the fuck out,” he fumed, running a hand over his mouth, gesturing to the door. He turned from her, he couldn’t even stand to look at her right now.

Rue sniffled, shaking. “Fez...Fez, I’m sorry. I can fix it, I can--”

“GET. THE FUCK,” Fezco explodes. “OUT!”

And Rue has no other choice but to leave, casting a guilty glance to Ashtray as well, who stares her down as if he were ready to pull the trigger on her with the glock he currently suddenly had in his hand.

She quickly left the house, sobbing to herself, hardly able to breathe as she stumbled away from the steps. “I’m sorry...” she hiccupped, turning to the house. “I’m sorry, please...” she whispered. “I can fix this...please, I can...I can fix this.”

Rue made her way away from the house though. Making up her mind to fix this. She can fix this...

- - -

Fezco and Ashtray took their guns, a few mags full of bullets and as much cash they had stashed up, just over 8k, not enough to cover, given the raid that cut their stash short for a while. But, if Laurie wouldn’t take the bribe than getting violent was the next best thing. And Fezco didn’t mind the latter.

So when they arrived at Laurie’s home, weapons tucked into their waist bands, into the inner pockets of their jackets, Fezco parked up, Ashtray loading up his shotgun and snapping the end back into place. “Blow the bitch’s head off if this don’t work out, ight man.”

“That’s the plan, bruh,” Ash said, his young face hardened with his hatred for the sadistic dealer that had stolen his mother from him..

Fezco leaves the car, walking up to the house, fighting the urge to kick the door in and unload every bullet into someone’s fucking skull...”What’chu want, man?” Bruce, Laurie’s partner, large and intimidating in his size, glared down at Fezco.

The young man wasn’t swayed, unblinking eyes peering up at him. “Laurie.”

Bruce frowned at the tone. “You got yo’ shit this month, ain’t you? Unless you got payment already?”

“Laurie, man,” Fezco fought to keep his cool. “Where is she?”

Bruce put his hand on the gun he kept at the waistband of his trunks, “What you gotta say ta her, you can say to me.”

Fezco stood there a while, the two men exchanging violent glares, eyes boring into the other and Fezco itched to grab the gun at his side and let loose. But, he didn’t even know if you were even at this house, he needed to know first. “Ma girl...(y/n), where she at, bruh?”

Bruce smirked, straightening. “Shoulda started with that,” Fezco’s nostrils flared at his words. “You got the money to buy her back, huh?”

“She ain’t belong to nobody, man. And ya’ll fucked wit us with some shit that ain’t got nothin’ to do with her,” Fezco gritted his teeth. “Thought we was cool on this bullshit, bruh.”

“You said she was family,” came Laurie’s soft-spoken voice. She came around the corner, behind Bruce, patting her husband’s arm to back him up, “Didn’t you?”

“She’s a fuckin’ child. And got her ass into some shit. But, if you had a problem wit us, come to me,” Fezco sneered. “You came up and took ma girl--” his nails bite into the palms of his hand, he itched to kill this fucking bitch and her demented ass husband. “Where the fuck is she?”

Laurie calmly stepped in front of Fezco. “Don’t worry, Fez. She’s ok,” she assured him, with dead eyes and a quiet voice. “But, remember, I still need 10 thousand, and another few hundred more for a few packs of morphine, a bit of fentanyl...” as Laurie spoke, Fezco’s heart clenched.

Fezco tosses the bag at her feet, “A lil’ over $8500 in there,” he said. “I don’t give a fuck if it ain’t enough for you, you took my girl, all your fucked bullshit, trashed ma crib, my fucking family--” he huffed harshly to contain himself. “This all you fucking gettin’ from me, and it’s more than you’ll ever get from us again. Where. Is. She. You fucking bitch.”

Bruce took a step towards him at his words, stopped by Laurie, who held a hand up to keep him where he was, entranced by the rage on the young man’s face. “That’s fair, I suppose.”

“Laurie--” Bruce began.

“Come on in, she’s right in here, Fez,” she welcomed him inside.

Fezco followed her inside, Bruce sneering at him, to which Fezco didn’t bother to acknowledge, all he was focused on now was finally getting his hands back on you, rescuing you from this dreaded place.

Laurie stopped in front of a locked room, pulling out a key from her pocket, the lock clicks open. She takes the lock off and opens the heavy door with a light grunt, the dim lighting offering nothing much, but it was light enough to see you in the middle of the room.

Breathing harshly, turned on your side, skin drenched with sweat, “Fez...” you drawl out, constantly. “Fez...Fez...” you cried, silently, delirious as you tossed and turned.

Fezco races into the room, “Ma!” he cries, sliding to his knees at your side, quickly sitting you up, wrapping the thin blanket around your naked frame. “Hey, hey, baby, hey,” he gently slaps your cheek, stroking your flushed face as you shiver in his arms, your eyes unfocused, rolling in the back of your head.

He didn’t like that, taking your face in his hand. “(y/n), (y/n) look at me, look at me, come on, ma. Look at me,” he turned your head to look him in the eye, “Please, baby, can you look at me, you can, you got it, ya see,” you slowly began to regain consciousness, eye sight clearing. “That’s my girl. Look, you’re ok, you’re alright,” he rubs your arms, you’re freezing but you’re sweating terribly.

“Fez...” you whispered.

“I’m right here, ma,” he assured you. Picking you up off the ground, blanket wrapped tight. “I’m right here. I gotchu, come on, we’re going home, baby,” he stands, heading to the door. Casting a long glare to a calmly smiling Laurie, before exiting the room, he couldn’t afford to do any damage, not when you were in this condition.

“I don’t feel...” you spoke, loosely. Head limp against his shoulder, eyes hardly open. “I don’t feel that great, fez...”

“You’re alright, you’re alright, ok?” Fezco went down the hall as fast as he could, keeping the fear out of his voice, the panic from his tone.

Coming up to the front door, where he found Rue standing at the steps. Bruce had a short stack of cash in hand that he didn’t have before, less than 10k clearly, but enough to make him happy enough to move out of the way when Fezco made his way past.

The young girl was crying hard, relief clear in her face as she saw Fezco come around the corner with you in his arms, but the state of you made her heart drop. “(Y/n)...hey, is she alright?” she asked, worriedly. “Fez...” To which Fezco brushed her off, moving past her without as much as a word of acknowledgement.

Ashtray opens passenger door for Fez to place you in, buckling you up as you slump, quickly beginning to pass out once again. “Hey, don’t sleep. Wake up. Mom!” Ashtray startles you awake, leaning over towards you in the backseat as Fezco runs around to the other side to the driver seat. Rue enters the backseat, hesitantly, and stays quiet to not be noticed. She looks at your tired, uncomfortable face in the side mirror, and she cries a bit harder.

Fezco drives off with a final glance to Laurie and her husband waving them off at the step, as if they had just passed by for tea and cookies. The psychopaths'. They waved, knowing he’d be back for blood.

“You’re ok,” he says as he drives. Squeezing your thigh as you shift and turn, “You’re ok, hey, ma. Ma, baby,” he draws your attention. “Hey, there you are, baby.”

You’re lucid and high off whatever the hell must be in your system when you smile at him, “Hi, baby...” you smile at him, before slumping once again.

Terrified what may happen if you fall asleep, he yells. “(Y/n)!” he startles you awake again.

“I’m sorry,” you cry.

“You’re ok, it’s ok, just keep awake for a little alright?”

��Can we go home now...” you wondered, quietly.

“On our way,” Ashtray says. Fezco glances at his little brother in the mirror.

But, they don’t go home. They stop by a friend’s spot, who had offered to let them crash for the next few days, since he was out of town and they were in some shit.

Entering the home, Fezco carries you to the tub, Rue following behind, as Ash locks the door behind him. Filling up the tub as you lean against the porcelain edge, the warm water clearly calming you, the sound of the running pipe...

But before anything, Fezco sticks his fingers down your throat, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he repeats as he forces you to gag up anything you might have ingested, emptying out your stomach contents, which wasn’t much. You sniffle and cry, hacking up whatever you could get out, leaning against your lover as your stomach churns in discomfort.

He then helps you into the tub, the water climbing to your chest. Cleaning the dirt from the floor you had been laying on, the dried blood and the horrors of the day...

Fezco takes off his sweater and his jeans, left only in his underwear, he steps into the tub behind you, holding you close, “There you go, baby,” he soothingly speaks to you, kissing your forehead as he squeezes you. “You’re alright now. I’ve gotchu, I got you...”

He glances down at the holes in your arm, bruised and crusted with blood, your hands were cut from the glass earlier. He raised one of your hands to his lips as you turned to lean your cheek to his chest, and he began to cry, closing his eyes tightly.

You slept as he wept.

But he was grateful he had gotten you back.

At least god had given him that much today.

He kissed your hands, your knuckles, your cut skin, the tips of your fingers.

Then, he just held you to him as the faucet dripped to a stop.

- - -

Awakening in a strange bed, in an unfamiliar place, you stood fast and out of the bed, your back slamming against the wall in surprise. You reached for a light switch, but you couldn’t see anything around you, nothing felt familiar at all, you shook in terror as the man you laid next to stirred and sat up in your mad scramble for light.

“No, no, please!” you collapsed in the corner, covering your mouth before the stranger could even say a thing, he had stood too fast for you to think nothing else but soon violence brought against you.

“Ma! It’s me! It’s me,” Fezco found a light switch, the dark, unfamiliar room illuminating, to reveal himself to you. “It’s just me.”

You released a heavy sigh of relief, that visible took a weight off your chest. But, it also made your tears run fast, the days having been too much for you, the thought alone had brought you down to your knees and crushed you before you even knew it wasn’t true.

Fezco quickly went around the bed, coming to sit in front of you, to which you fell into his arms, quickly wrapping your arms around him. “I’m sorry,” you sobbed. “I thought someone--I didn’t know if I--” Fezco interrupts you with a simple stroke of her cheeks, running his thumbs across your cheekbones to soothe your thoughts and wipe your tears.

“I know, I know,” he whispered to her, his voice cracks as his control leaves him. It pains him too much to see you break like this. “But, what happened, huh? You’re here with me. They didn’t get you, baby. They didn’t. You’re here with me.”

“You saved me,” you hiccupped, holding him desperately, just wishing to be close enough to feel nothing but him. “I thought I’d never see you again. That I’d never see Ash.”

“Impossible, ma,” he said, pressing his lips to your forehead. “Can neva get rid of me, you know that. And Ash on his own lil’ demon time, he ain’t goin’ nowhere.”

You release a watery laugh at his joke, sniffling harshly as Fezco rocks you in his arms, safely keeping you wrapped up in his embrace.

There’s a knock at the door, they raise their heads, Ashtray entering the room, silently. He stands there for a second as he shuts the door behind him, he shifts from one foot to the other, eyes glancing around, a frown on his face.

“Ash?” you whispered, looking to the boy. Fez knew though, what was wrong.

As Ashtray looked at you finally, his frown deepened, but it wasn’t a frown, just a miserable look he couldn’t hide anymore, a joy that trailed to sadness and brought tears to his usually hardened eyes. And then suddenly, Ash looked like the little boy that you had always allowed him to be, and that he would’ve never been again if you had gone.

“Ash...” you spoke, softly. Reaching out to him, you pulled him by the wrist, into your arms this time. And he broke like glass.

Like a dam, his tears flow like a downpour. An unwilling sob escapes him as he sniffles and cries into your shoulder, embracing you as he hoped he’d be able to every time he prayed to God for your safe return.

You kissed Ashtray’s forehead, stroking his face, his hair, and you squeezed him like no one ever had. You breathe deeply, a shiver leaves you as you fight your own tears, “Oh, my sweet boy,” you hold him close, as he buries himself to you. “I love you, I love you.” You say it fast, and you say it with all the love you have, like it could be your last time.

Complete. Is how their family felt again. Fezco engulfed himself in the feeling. The thought of losing you, the absence of you, it would’ve destroyed them.

Fezco leans his forehead to his brother’s, knocking heads gently, the boy peering up to him as he sniffles into your neck. The big brother tenderly rubs his little brother’s head, he kisses his soon wife and let them both fall into his chest, into the side of the bed.

And like the family they were, they collapsed against one another, holding each other tight.

Everything’s ok.

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mswritergirl02 · 19 days

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Jealousy Jealousy.

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

Pairing : Fezco X Female Reader

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

A/N: I'm now accepting requests

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I was keeping him company ?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Was that part of your hangout?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Or what?", she questioned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm sorry, ma," Fez stated.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"We all mess up sometimes."

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

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

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writing-with-emy · 9 months

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I‘m gonna close my requests for Fezco only until some time is passed, and I‘m kinda feel comfortable to write for him again. So I Hope you understand that, with his passing, I‘m not really comfortable writing for him.

I know Fezco is just a role he played, but behind that role was a human being struggling with his Demons, and I just need some time to feel comfortable to write for him again.

May he Rest easy with his father in heaven, all blessing and love goes out for his family and friends.🕊️❤️‍🩹

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littlemelaninfics · 1 year

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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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midnightstar-90 · 9 months

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We lost a real one, today. He was one of my favorite characters on Euphoria. It’s sad that we lost a bright light on this earth, but he shall forever remain in our hearts.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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Can you do a fez x reader where lexi put a fez and reader bit in her play I will just want to now what that would be. "It the only couple that made me believe in love" said lexi

I can feel Fez tense beside me, his hand squeezing my hand as we watch versions of us pass onto the stage, dressed eerily similar to Fez and I in our day to day life.

When Lexi called Fez a few months ago and told him that him and I would be making an appearance in her play, I was fearful at first that it would be embarrassing or upsetting given that, when I came into the picture, Fez and Lexi were sort of-kind of talking.

But as I watch the actors interact on the stage, bright smiles on their faces as Lexi steps up to the front of the wooden stage, I can't help the bright smile that passes across my face.

"Fez and Y/n were the slightest bit upsetting to me when I first saw the two of them together at a party." She pauses, her shoulders rising in a small shrug. "Maybe it was jealousy, envy that they were so obsessed and into each other and, well, I had never had that type of passion before with anyone." She turns to look at the actors, their lips pressing together in a small kiss before walking off stage hand in hand as the light dims. "Y/n's always been a good person but even better for Fez because, as I'm sure we all know, he's a bit of a wild child." The crowd rumbles with laughter as I turn to look at my boyfriend, his cheeks blushing gently in the dim light as he sneaks a glance at me.

He smiles bashfully as he soothes a hand over my thigh, giving me a playful squeeze before Lexi continues. "They were meant for each other- they're the only couple in my life to believe that love is real." Her eyes find mine, soft and kind as I send her a playful wink, clutching Fez's hand, thankful he's beside me.

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f4riedimples · 4 months

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BAE BOUTA BE BACK ON SCREEN

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cloveroctobers · 7 months

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OCTOBER PROMPTS 🎃 — 3. Fezco

A/N: I always loved writing for fez so here’s a cute moment from me to y’all this fall season + I can’t wait to see Angus’ unreleased films—just saw a trailer for one the other night 🧡

PROMPTS are from here + I’m using: back to school/university + studio ghibli + “here take this!” “It’s a white sheet.” “Yeah, put it on.”

WARNINGS: language + doing weird couple things inspired by the fall season? :)

<- read my previous october prompt here.

⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾

He’s all open arms with a duffel bag on his shoulder, dark auburn hair grown out a bit from the usual buzz cut, single gold chain shining underneath the evening light, and when he catches your eye, seated on the top of the table outside on this fall Friday night, laughing it up with most of your new friends he can’t help but to smile at the sight. Fez was proud to see that most of the worries that you once had about lacking friends at college seemed to be a thing of the past.

“If they don’t see how special you are then fuck ‘em, you don’t need them. And you always got me and ash, remember that. I’ll even slide through and sit in on a class if you want me to.” He often told you when you weren’t having the best days adapting to your new environment, which was a hour and some change away from east highland and you knew Fez always means what he says. He’s always ten toes down for you and the feeling was surely mutual. However Fez wasn’t much of a school person himself preferring street smarts over anything but he never steered you away from getting your education, even when you wanted to give up but he knew you were never serious. It was of course sweet to hear Fez say these things but it didn’t completely erase the feeling when you’re out here on your own dealing with social anxiety. You had to do what you had to do and that’s on Tommy pickles!

It’s only been close to two months since you were back in school.

Taking a gap year—or two after graduating high school to figure out what you truly wanted to do, which did include working since your parents weren’t having you sitting around for a year not doing shit. Thankfully they allowed you to focus on your studies and you didn’t have to work throughout high school a couple years back. That gap turned into two with you going through two jobs and settled on a third before you took your chances again with UCLA.

Y’all don’t want to hear all the details but you made it back around to school at twenty, dreading the thought at the beginning and a little bit more once you set foot inside these huge classrooms but at least you kinda had a better idea of a major now than at eighteen. The dread kicked in even more because it always felt like you were behind especially when you talked to some classmates that were a little younger and more guided. The stress actually had you crying about it to your boyfriend fez over lengthy phone calls and FaceTimes more than with your own parents, who did check in, but you felt like they just didn’t get it.

To see Fez here unexpectedly had your heart thudding in your ears and you wasted no time, jumping off the table to run into Fez’s arms.

“Wassup ma? You miss me?”

“Always.” You nuzzled your head against Fez’s cheek, who chuckled, circling one arm around your body, tugging you right to his.

When you finally broke apart, you felt your eyes burning as you gripped his face just staring at him.

“C’mon man, you got time to drool over me later.”

Which made you playfully roll your eyes before intertwining your fingers with his, Fez giving your hand a gentle squeeze before you pulled him over to briefly introduce him to the friends you made. He was exactly what they were all expecting and they approved, although fez didn’t get the chance to put his stamp on them face to face because you were pulling him away to head back to the dorms.

“Hey! Make sure you put the scrunchie on the door for me!” Your roommate, Jasmine called out to you while the rest let out a chorus of ooo’s, which made Fez give a faint dimpled grin with you shaking your head.

Fez said from behind you as you practically dragged him through the leaf covered campus, “oh word? That’s what y’all be on here? I’m finna come up here every weekend then.”

Scoffing you slowed to walk beside fez instead, enjoying the feeling of him being beside you again. It was hard when you’re used to being around someone if not every day then every other day. Sure you ended up with one best friend during your senior year—that wasn’t fez but she was also one of the ones that always knew what they wanted to do with their lives. As soon as graduation hit, you spent maybe a few days out of the summer together before she started spending her time hanging out elsewhere with other people that decided to do the same schooling as her instead during the end of summer. Then she was gone off to college abroad on a ship with those said friends, yeah that shit must be real nice!! but you were always prone to motion sickness.

But hey! At least you still followed each other on Instagram and you liked each other’s photos from time to time. There really wasn’t any beef, that’s just the way life goes sometimes. You fall out of sync with old friends; although your mind starts to play tricks on you, making you question if the friendship was ever really genuine or just temporary. Nonetheless you tried to get over that as you welcomed new people in your life and they accepted you in return.

You still never planned on forgetting about Fergus O’Carroll, even if your brain tried.

“I see somebody’s ready for Halloween and shit,” Fez comments after dumping his bag on the desk chair, then moving back to the center of the dorm room to spin the hanging witch from the light on the ceiling.

Plopping down on your side of the room you sigh, “that’s all Jas’ doing. She basically forced me to get in the spooky spirit with this blanket and stuffed pumpkin. Otherwise than that, all these decorations are her doing. We both know I’m more of a Christmas person.”

“That’s coo though, ain’t nothing wrong with that. You like what you like.” Fez shrugged before hopping up on the bed with you, “although I must admit, I packed my road dog, Chucky with me.”

Fez and Ash loved Halloween for as long as you’ve been in their lives. “Child’s Play,” happened to be one of many of their favorite horror movies, which also didn’t surprise you as much when it came down to the deranged shit talking redhead of a doll. They got a kick out of him and Ash even tried to prank you seasons ago, dressed up as such one night when you fell asleep on their couch cramming for a test the next day, that’s until you pranked him right back during his prank; by faking unconsciousness deciding that you were getting sick of his pranks after awhile.

You showed that little shit but it was always all love.

Shoulder to shoulder, Fez bumped yours making you laugh a bit after you kicked off your shoes.

“So you’re here.”

“Shit, I think so.” Fez slowly blinked at you, patting all over his torso before the both of you laughed into each other’s faces, “yeah, happy to be here wit you.”

You’re scratching at his beard, then running your fingertips over the growth of hair on his head, to scanning the soft freckles all over his skin until you’re leaning forward to press a kiss right to his lips. Fez licks his bottom lip when you pull away, resting his hand right on your thigh now, “damn that little kiss is all I get? It’s been like twelve-fifty days since I last saw you.”

“That doesn’t sound right but I believe you,” you laughed still caressing his jaw before placing your lips right back on Fez’s.

It seems as if all the stress of whatever maybe going on in your lives burns away with the both of you in each others faces again. Phone calls can only get you so far and you knew Fez was busy getting to the bag while you were getting to the books. Yes those were his words, not yours. However you still made time for each other the best way you knew how, after all this relationship was not something either of you imagined letting go of.

“I’d say put the hair tie on the door but nature is currently doing its thing.” You whispered to fez, after the both of you broke apart to bring some air back into your lungs.

Fez squeezed your hip, “don’t even worry about it, I’m fine doin’ whatever you wanna do.”

“Movie night?”

“Right up my alley, what you thinking?”

A slow smile split over your lips then as you met Fez’s lighter eyes and he already knew as the both of you echoed, “Studio Ghibli.”

That’s how the two of you ended up, backs against propped up festive pillows by the wall for cushion, spiderweb black fleece blanket tossed over your laps, laptop stand placed on a side table you dragged to the center of the room, debating on which out of the batch to watch. You were aware that, “Grave of the fireflies,” was Fez and Ash’s movie to watch together along with their own personal favorites on the side and you also had your own so you both tried to come to terms with another.

As the intro to, “Howl’s moving castle,” began you jumped up, pausing it and alerting a low-lidded fez immediately.

He couldn’t even get to ask what you were doing, as you jumped off the bed and crouched down underneath the bed, dragging something out beneath it to dig through before you stood back up with a huff.

“Here, take this!”

Fez took the material from you, confusion digging into his brows, “Issa white sheet.”

“Yeah, put it on.” You motioned with your hands while fez lightly shook his head at you.

You moved back to your roommate’s side of the room, flicking her candy corn lights on while fez questioned, “for why tho?”

“We’ve been missing out on doing coupley things this fall being away from each other so… maybe now I’ll be in the mood.”

“So what we are gonna be? Two snuggling ghosts?”

Thinking about it for a second with a tilt of your head, you nodded as you picked up the second sheet, “yeah, I guess so.”

You slip the sheet on first, your eyes and mouth picking out of the two holes Fez wasn’t aware were even cut into the sheets until he rolled the other sheet around, “Yo?! Where’d you go?”

Groaning you held out your arms towards fez who slid the sheet over himself as well. “Oh that’s better, now I can see your sexy ass again.”

Posing for him underneath the sheet, you laughed after awhile before sitting right next to him again, covering yourselves back with the spiderweb blanket before letting your hands disappear again.

“You comfy?” Fez asked.

“Much better now,” you replied tucking your head into Fez’s sheet covered shoulder, thankfully because that vibrant wool sweater surely would itch the mess out of your skin.

It’s happened before! You still loved your man down but it had to be said—or thought?

Silence filled the dorm until Fez cleared his throat, “now how we supposed to watch the movie when you done paused it and your hands vanished, Casper?”

“Watch and learn my powers Stretch,” kicking your foot out, you attempted to point your toe to tap on the space bar like the bow wow meme but the stand the laptop was on happened to be a little too close on the edge of the night table, slipping right off and onto its side on the carpet.

Fez snorted, “your ghost powers suck, bro.”

Ready to retort, three knocks at the door halted you in doing so as they sounded along with a brief pause before it became unlocked, revealing a Afro haired jasmine standing in the door way peeking through the open gaps of her fingers.

“…not what I was expecting but whatever floats your boat!”

“Listen, I know this maybe weird as hell right now but it’s just us.” Fez spoke while Jasmine shrugged her shoulders, heading to her wardrobe to peel her jacket off.

“Oh this is a complete no-judgement zone from me, believe that! You can ask how many times they found me in here doing weird shit of my own. Please don’t let me interrupt, carry on.” Jasmine answered, pressing her hands on her hips afterwards.

Fez nodded.

You blinked, “jas…can you do us a huge favor?”

She deeply exhaled, “Are you gonna kick me out now because you want to have sex with the ghost sheets on?”

Fez raised his brows at that…you could never say your roommate wasn’t upfront about anything.

“What? No. Could you pick up my laptop for me and press play for us, please? Movie night got a little delayed.”

Jasmine sighed with relief, “oh hell yeah. Thank god because I did not want to crash at Anita’s again, she’s been farting and sleep talking like crazy lately and I have to get up for work in the morning.”

She moves through the room, picking it up and balancing it in the center of the table top and winks at you two. She halts over the spacebar suddenly asking the ginger in the room, “so fez…what do you think of our humble abode?”

“It’s straight. Knew it would be with the whole warning on the front door.”

“Right answer! Next year I plan on sneaking animatronics in here and scaring the poop outta people as soon as they enter, regardless of what Ilian says, our cute ass RA.” Jasmine beams before hitting the spacebar, “I’m gonna head down to the showers and I’ll be back in a bit. Enjoy your movie night love—ghost birds? Yeah that sounds good. I’m gonna write that down and revisit that for my creative writing class.”

Both you and fez watch as jasmine closes her eyes briefly and turns a makeshift key to the side of her temple before grinning. Mumbling to herself she goes through the room collecting her things to exit, leaving the two of you alone again.

“…and she says we’re doing weird shit when she does things like that?” Fez pointed making you snicker.

“She’s just different, a true Aquarius. Real smart though. Let’s not judge her since she didn’t judge us in our ghost glory.” you told fez from underneath the sheet who lifted his shoulders in surrender.

He wasn’t, “I swear I’m not. I’m just a guest observing it all.”

“Not uh, you’re home with me.”

“Well shit, let me get out these pants then and get real comfortable!”

“Nobody wants to see those hairy chicken legs.”

“Whoa, stop the cap! We know as soon as the temp drops tonight you’re gonna be playing footsies with me to keep warm.”

He’s not wrong but Fez didn’t have to be so loud about it.

Sighing you placed your head back against fez’s shoulder and he moved to rest his right on yours. Together you turned your attention back to the movie playing on the laptop, enjoying each others company like you never left.

Fez suddenly murmurs from beside you, “I love you, scholar.”

Your response was instant hearing the teasing but heart felt nickname, “And I’ll love you even more tomorrow, lucky.”

⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ ⛧☾

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