Matthew Lillard In Senseless (1998)

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No Deed Goes Unpunished

Dew x Reader Rating- 18+ (NSFW)

Summary- There is only so much the fire ghoul can take before he snaps. Especially when it comes to you.

Afab reader - they/them pronouns

A/N- Thank you Anon for requesting/sending me this prompt. I started this fic with Mountain in mind but then I received the request and thought “huh? What if we just switch it up a little". I wrote this while listening to “I’m Blue” and “Running Up That Hill” remixes on repeat. I believe that informs you of my mental state at the time. 

The bass of the music vibrates the walls of the club as multicolored lights bounce off every reflective surface, including your dress. With each rotation of your hips, the fabric shimmers and shines. The warmth of the crowd has your skin glistening with a light layer of sweat. How long have you been on the dance floor with Swiss? Had it been 30 minutes? An hour or two? But right now you honestly don’t care. 

You know Dew’s eyes are on you, watching your body sway to the beat, but you opt to continue ignoring his glances. 

This was his punishment for denying you earlier. You had gone to him with the intention of having a little ‘fun’ in one of the practice rooms, but, unlike his usually fiery self, he told you he needed to get in some more practice before the upcoming tour. Was it a little cruel to be ignoring him? Maybe, but with alcohol and your bratitude he should expect nothing less of yourself. 

You decide to take your teasing a little farther by grabbing Swiss’ hand and pulling him closer, grinding your body against his. The feeling of Swiss’ body rocking against yours feels so natural and the two of you easily fall into a rhythm together. You allow yourself to glance at the fire ghoul, checking to see if your teasing was having the desired effect. And it is. Dew is glaring at the two of you, his fist clutching his drink so hard you fear the glass might just break under the pressure. 

“You really wanna make him jealous?” Swiss whispers in your ear as he runs a hand up your thigh. You just smile before grinding your body against him harder. He places his hands on your waist and the two of you continue moving to the music. 

A few more songs pass before you begin to feel tired, the sedentary effects of the alcohol and the exhaustion from the day, catching up with you. You pull Swiss off the dancefloor to the booth where some of the others are sitting. 

“Having fun?” Sunshine asks as you take a seat next to her. As you get settled, she hands you a cool glass of water. 

“Yes, I need to thank whoever had the idea to come here,” you smile back as you take a sip from your glass. 

“Oh then you’ll have to drag Cumulus off the dancefloor to do that,” Aether laughs, motioning towards the dancefloor. You look over to see Cumulus, Cirrus and Rain together. 

“How about you, are you having fun?” Aether asks as he lightly smacks Dew’s chest. The fire ghoul is unusually quiet this evening. You turn back to the table to find the fire ghoul staring daggers at Swiss, who is currently ordering another round of drinks at the bar. 

“Oh I’m having a blast,” Dew grunts out. Before Aether has a chance to question Dew’s tone, Swiss arrives with the drinks. You all thank him as he passes out the shots. After downing yours, you feel a familiar burn settle in your stomach. And speaking of burns, you shoot the fire ghoul another glance to find a slight snarl has formed on his face. 

“Where’s Mountain?” You ask looking around,” I don’t see him.” 

“He’s probably in the bathroom smoking,” Aether grins as he sets his empty shot glass back down on the table. A few moments later you see one large Earth ghoul emerge from the back of the club. 

“What’d I miss?” Mountain asks as he slides into the booth beside Dew. Even from across the table you can smell that Aether’s guess was correct. 

“Not much,” Sunshine replies. Mountain nods before he grabs one of the shots and downs it. 

“You having fun without me, Mountain?” You giggle. The Earth ghoul looks up at you as a wide grin appears on his face. 

“You know that if you ever want me to drag you into the bathroom for some fun, all you have to do is ask,” Mountain winks as he says the words. His words draw out a quiet growl from Dew.

A yawn escapes you, prompting Swiss to pull you closer so that you can lay your head on his shoulder. 

“Getting sleepy there?” Aether asks. 

“I think we all are getting a little tired,” Cumulus utters as she reaches the booth followed closely by Rain and Cirrus. Cirrus wraps her arms around the shorter ghoulette before placing a kiss to her temple causing Cumulus to giggle in response. 

“Yeah and some of us have some plans for later,” Cirrus purrs as her hand snakes down to paw at Cumulus’ rear. Cumulus playfully smacks her hand away before telling her off. 

“It is getting pretty late. Better start heading back,” Aether announces as he stretches his arms, motioning for Dew to scoot out of the booth. Once everyone manages to leave the booth the group heads outside. Sunshine is the designated driver for this evening and you watch as she pulls out a bunch of keys from her purse. 

The lot of you pile into the van, with you opting to sit by Swiss in the very back. Dew gets stuck in the row in front of you, just close enough to be able to hear you and Swiss giggling together. A low growl escapes him and it is picked up on by Cumulus. 

“You doing already honey?” Cumulus asks the fire ghoul, noticing he is being unusually quiet.

“Uh yeh, just tired,” Dew responds, knowing full well that sleep is the furthest thing from his mind. The ride back to the Abbey isn't long, but Rain’s drunken karaoke sure makes it feel like it. By the time the van pulls up, all of you are more than ready to get out. Cirrus nearly knocks Aether over in an attempt to escape first. 

“Good night,” Cumulus calls out as Cirrus pulls her away from the group. 

“Have fun you two,” you respond before making your way to the dens with the others. The group gets smaller as everyone begins branching off to make their way to their own rooms and soon it is only Dew, Swiss and yourself who remain. 

“See you in the morning,” you exclaim as you reach your own door. 

“Good night,” Swiss says. 

“Night,” Dew states as he continues walking down the hall, not even sparing you a glance. 

Once he is sure that your door is closed, Swiss begins his own teasing of the fire ghoul. 

“If you don’t satisfy tonight, tell them they know where to find me,” Swiss jokes as he goes to his room. Dew’s lip curls up into a snarl at the words. He knows that you can do what you want (or who you want), you are your own person after all, and maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but those words cause the fire ghoul to storm off in search of you. 

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You step out of the shower, drying your hair with a towel, feeling very relaxed. After wrapping a robe around your body, you make your way to your room, humming one of the club’s songs to yourself. Once you reach the room, you light some candles and begin to unwind. 

“You shouldn’t have done that,” a voice rumbles.

The words cause you to jump, having not realized someone else was in the room. Your heart rate quickens when you realize just whose body the voice belongs to. Dew. While you do not turn to look at your visitor, you can imagine the pair of glowing eyes and a set of sparkling fangs gleaming out from the shadows. 

The fire ghoul slowly emerges from the corner, you can hear his footsteps as he draws nearer. Everything about him makes you want more. From the way he moves to his voice, you know you have to have more of him. 

“Are you going to tell me what I did wrong? Or am I just going to have to guess?” You tease as you continue going about your task. Arousal pools in your stomach when you hear the Earth ghoul chuckle a little, seeing right through your innocent act.

“I’d have thought you would have figured that out by now. Don’t you remember what a bad girl you were earlier?” Dew purrs as he stops just behind you. His warm breath ghosts across the back of your neck as stands there, waiting for you to make the next move. With this you turn around to face the ghoul and immediately recognize that he is not in the mood for your games. But no one ever said you make smart choices, so you decide to push him a little further. 

“Must have slipped my mind. Well good luck with that,” you say, gesturing to the bulge in his trousers,” I’m going to go find Swiss.”  

That’s it! That’s the final straw that it takes to break the fire ghoul. 

“You get back here,” Dew growls as he grabs one of your shoulders so that he can push you up against the wall. A gasp escapes you as the feeling of the cold stone hits your heated skin, at this point you no longer want to tease him. You could make this stop at any time but that is the farthest thing from your mind. You want this, you want him. 

“You think you can just tease me all day and not have to deal with the consequences?” Dew whispers as he leans down and nips at your ear. You are so desperate for him to be inside of you. Dew kicks your legs open so that one of  his thighs can slot in between your legs. The hand not pressing you up against the wall curls around your throat. He doesn’t want to choke you, he just wants to let you know who's in charge. 

“Please Dewy,” you whine as you attempt to grind your core down against his slender thigh. The fire ghoul just chuckles at your failure and subsequent groans of frustration. 

“Can’t seem to handle it when you’re the one being teased?” Dew mocks as he grinds his hard length against you before letting out an exaggerated moan. The hand curls a little tighter around your throat, causing you to whimper. A pang of arousal shoots through your body like a bolt of lightning. 

“Please Dew,” you repeat once more,” I’ll do anything you want me to. Just please, please touch me.” 

“Begging already? Pathetic,” the ghoul sneers, but you know better. Dew thrives off of this kind of control. To your relief the fire ghoul continues with his statement. 

“Hmmm, but since you do it so well, I will, but you have to do something for me first, okay?” Dew smirks as he watches you nod quickly in response. 

“Anything,” you respond. 

All of a sudden, Dew runs a claw down the side of your dress, ripping the fabric off of your body. A shiver runs down your spine and you are not sure whether it is due to the cool air of the ghoul dens or the dominance of Dew’s display. A smile appears on Dew’s face as he looks over your nude form. 

“Such a dirty little thing, walking around with no underwear on. You should be ashamed,” Dew purrs. To your relief, he takes some pity on you and positions his thigh so that you can grind your core against it.Your slick leaks out onto his clothed thigh as your cheeks flush. Your breath quickens when you realize your door is unlocked, someone could just walk in on the two of you like this. 

“Dew,” you whine,” someone could see us.” 

“Good. Then they can see that you’re my little slut,” Dew teases,” but you’d like that wouldn’t you? I have half a mind to drag Swiss in here and make him watch.”

You can help the whine that slips past your lips. The fire ghoul lets go of your throat when he feels another gush of slick escape you, pleased that his words are having the desired effects.  Dew proceeds to strid over to your bed. He sits down and spreads his legs a little. 

“Alright, come here,” the ghoul instructs as he pats his lap. You shuffle over to him and lay yourself out for him. An approving hum escapes him as he rakes his eyes over your body. 

“Okay,” you whisper as another shiver of arousal runs down your spine. You feel his hand lightly caress your bare cheek as he leans down so that his warm breath ghosts over the shell of your ear. 

“You know what to say to make this stop. Say it and I will stop immediately,” the ghoul whispers before his hand lands on you with a smack, the force of it jolting your body forward a little. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoes in the room as you let out a whimper. The force was much greater than you were expecting but it felt oh so good. Dew gives you no time to calm down before landing another blow to the other cheek. With each spank you let out little pants and cries at the sting. You can feel yourself dripping onto his thigh as the punishment continues, knowing your rear must be red by now.  

“See what bad girls get?” Dew mocks as he watches your ass jiggle with each hit. By this point, tears are streaming down your cheeks as your hands remain fisted in the sheets.

“FUCK! Dew!,” you scream when he lands a particularly hard hit on the tender skin of where your thigh meets your ass, his nails dig into your skin, drawing blood. Dew roughly grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to look up at him. The strange angle is uncomfortable and makes your neck ache. 

“Had enough yet?” Dew asks with a wicked smile plastered on his face. In defiance you stick out your tongue at him. The smile fades from his lips and you can feel his skin heat up in response. If you want to keep playing this little game, the fire ghoul is more than willing to play with you. 

“Fine, you little brat!” Dew spits as he roughly throws you off of him. You watch as the ghoul stands up and quickly undoes his belt and trousers, lowering them just enough to remove his aching cock from its fabric confines. 

“No biting,” Dew growls as he threads his fingers through your hair, roughly gripping the back of your skull. He then proceeds to use his other hand to position his member near your lips. His cock bumps against your closed mouth a couple of times before he tightens his grip on your hair. 

“Open UP!” the fire ghoul roars and this time you obey. 

Without much warning, Dew shoves himself into your mouth and sets a brutal pace, giving you no time to adjust. You gag when his cock hits the back of your mouth. Dew just smirks and continues ramming himself down your throat. With every movement, your knees scrape against the stone floor and you know you will have to figure out some way to explain the bruises there tomorrow. Out of instinct your hands come up to grab onto his hips in an attempt to gain some control. Surprisingly Dew allows this. 

Spit leaks out from around your mouth as his hips brush against your nose. The noises that Dew lets out above you makes your core grow wetter. You attempt to swirl your tongue around him but his pace is making that difficult so you just settle on letting him use your mouth as his own personal fuck toy. Your nails dig into his hips leaving a trail of red marks in their wake.

Every time you gag around him, the fire ghoul lets out another breathy moan. Dew’s rhythm  starts to falter as he nears his peak. After snaking a second hand into your hair, Dew uses the increased leverage to his advantage. Dew snarls as he pushes your head down so that your nose is pressed against his pelvis. 

The fire ghoul cums with a roar. White hot ropes of spend coat the back of your throat as he tugs at your hair. When he pulls you off of him, you can feel just how messy your face is. The tears rolling down your cheeks have managed to mix with the cum and saliva mixture running down your chin. The ghoul continues to hold your hair in his fist, using it to crane your neck back so that you are up looking at him, your chest heaving as you attempt to catch your breath.

Dew lets out a breathy chuckle as he slowly lowers himself to a kneeling position to get on your level. With his thumb, he wipes away a drop of saliva attached to your chin, smirking as he does so. His other hand roams down to dip between your thighs. Try as you might, you just can’t help the groan that escapes your lips as two of his fingers dip into your dripping core. Something akin to excitement flickers in Dew’s eyes when he realizes just how needy you are for him. 

“Look at you,” the fire ghoul mocks as he roughly grabs your chin,” so needy.” 

With this Dew pulls you closer to him so that his lips crash into yours. You let out a small whimper as your body fully submits to him. A pleased grumble escapes the ghoul as his tongue explores your mouth. Dew’s deft fingers speed up as you feel yourself drawing nearer to your peak. 

“You think Swiss could make you feel like this?” Dew growls as he pulls away from the kiss. The only response you can manage is a small whimper. 

“ANSWER ME!” Dew demands as he continues his fingers continue at their brutal pace. 

“No! Only you!” you cry as the fire ghoul slips in a third finger. 

The response seems to sate the ghoul, who soon begins attacking your neck with small nips. With his mouth no longer muffling you, your cries echo throughout the room. 

“That’s right. Only I can make you feel like this,” Dew hisses in your ear as his fingers speed up. You can feel something building inside you as your nails dig into your own thighs. The arm wrapped around your chest pulls you in tighter against the fire ghoul’s chest. 

“Oh fuck,” you pant as you feel Dew’s thumb swipe over your sensitive clit. A growl rumbles from the ghoul’s chest as he watches you begin to fall apart. If your mind wasn’t clouded with lust you would have thought it was strange that Dew was bringing you to an orgasm so soon, after all, this was meant to be a punishment. 

You scream out as you cum on his fingers. Dew can feel his cock stir once more with interest as he feels your tight heat clench around his digits. Pleasure floods your body as your legs begin to trimble. You can feel beads of sweat running down your temples as you buck into the fire ghoul’s hand as he continues to work you through the pleasure. 

As the haze of your orgasm starts to clear, you realize that Dew has yet to pull his fingers away and you can feel oversensitivity beginning to creep in. 

“Dew?” you question as you look into his fiery eyes. The ghoul just smirks back at you and speeds up his fingers. 

“Dew!” you cry out as you feel yet another orgasm building within you, riding the thin line between pleasure and pain. The coil in your core begins to tighten. Soon you are once again cummng all over his fingers with his name falling from your lips. When your body can’t take it any longer and you collapse, falling from your knees to the floor. The fire ghoul takes some pity on you and briefly removes his fingers from your core. Dew helps to shift you so that you can lean up against the bed before his fingers make their way back to your core. 

“No,” you whine as the ghoul’s fingers begin to speed up once more. 

“Come on baby, you know what I want,” Dew purrs. 

“I..I can’t,” you whine, already feeling oversensitive from your previous two orgasms. Dew moves to tightly grasp your chin before turning your face sideways to look in his eyes. 

“You fucking can and you will! 

Dew moves his fingers even faster and you can’t help but cry out at the sensation. Out of instinct, your body makes a pathetic attempt to wriggle out of the fire ghoul’s grasp, but to no avail. Dew manages to eke one more orgasm out of you. You scream as your body shakes with the intensity of your orgasm. It seems as though you might have blacked out, because when you regain your senses you find yourself cradled in the warm arms of the fire ghoul. 

“You did so well for me,” Dew coos as he strokes a hand through your hair. You let out a little hum as you let yourself relax into the feeling of his body against yours. As you shift in an attempt to find a more comfortable position, you feel his erection brush against your thigh. Your eyes flicker over to him and a smile forms on his face. However, before you have the chance to speak there is a knock at your door. 

“Hey, so I think I left my wallet in your bag —--” Swiss starts as he opens the door, stopping once he sees the scene. The multi ghoul’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight of your sweaty, naked body sprawled out over Dew’s lap. There isn’t much that will leave Swiss speechless, but this is one of those rare times where he truly cannot think of anything to say. Swiss remains frozen in place until Dew speaks up. 

“Well don’t just stand there. Either come in or leave, don’t just stand there,” Dew instructs. Swiss hesitates for a few seconds as he decides what he should do, but before he knows it, he finds himself stepping into the room. He closes the door behind him as his eyes remain locked onto your. Your eyes flicker from Swiss back to Dew as a puzzled expression appears on your face. 

“Now, let’s see if Swiss can make you feel like I do.” 

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Predator/Prey kink & smut with Billy Loomis? Loved the one you did with Stu. Maybe with knife kink, possible blood or whatever else you think would fit?

I absolutely love this.

18+!!!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! blood play, knife play, predator/prey kink, billy fucking loomis, dubcon?

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! blood and knife play are just 🤤 I loved making this, not tooooooooo smutty, I'm not the best at writing smut lol. unedited, lowercase intended, double periods intended

billy loomis x fem!reader

you and billy had been dating for a while, and you had never had a problem with your sex lives

but one day, it seemed to change

he got rougher. started biting you, sometimes drawing blood, and to be honest, you were into it. like, really into it.

you bought knives, asked if he wanted to use them

he was ecstatic, he felt euphoric

when you used them for the first time, it was like you were in heaven

the fear of him being able to cut you..

the fear that he could do whatever he wanted to you and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it

it was overwhelming in the best way possible

one night, billy told you he'd be over at midnight with his knives and a blindfold

but here you were on your bed. naked, needy, and soaking wet

and he was nowhere to be found

you looked over at the window, thinking you saw something out of the corner of your eye, but you didn't see anything out there. suddenly, you heard your phone ringing. you were confused, it was twelve-thirty and you weren't waiting for any calls. you picked it up, letting out a quiet 'hello?' the line was quiet before a man started speaking. "hello y/n." your brows furrowed as you sat up in your bed. "I'm sorry, who is this? I don't think I recognize your voice." you heard a chuckle on the other side and realized it sounded familiar. "oh, sweetheart.. you'll know who I am soon enough. god, you look so fucking hot right now". you gasped and looked around, wrapping a blanket around your body before getting up and making sure your windows were closed.

"aw, do you think I'm outside? pretty girl, I'm closer than you think." your breathing picks up and so does your heart rate. "oh my god... where the fuck are you, pervert?!" you yell, the phone now at your side. "right here." you hear him next to you and scream, running as fast as you can to get away from him. the blanket was restricting your legs from moving as much as they could, so you got rid of it, just wanting to survive.

but he caught you. he forced you onto the floor and pinned your hands above your head. "god, you're slow." you looked at him with wide eyes as he pulled a blindfold out of his pocket and tied it around your head, making sure you couldn't see anything. you could hear shuffling, assuming he took his mask off. he took his knife and traced your skin with it, the cold metal pressing into your skin slightly, but not hard enough to draw blood.

you hated how turned on you were, you were almost drooling at the thought of being fucked by ghostface and you felt so dirty. you were soaking wet and he knew that. you knew that. you lifted your hips, desperate for any friction or pleasure. he noticed and chuckled at your desperation, it was pitiful. "beg for it." it was like all the air in the universe disappeared as soon as he said it, but you still managed to let out a few words. "please... just fuck me"

eventually, you found out it was billy. about halfway through, your blindfold went up and you caught a glimpse of billy's face just as he came inside you, and he knew you saw him. mutters something like 'shit, now the little whore knows who I am, guess I gotta punish you'

so he carves 'billy's whore' into your stomach.

not deep enough to seriously hurt you, but deep enough to leave scarring.

when you're done, you're so fucked out by his dick that you fell asleep the moment he brought you to your bed. the morning after, you find yourself cuddled up to billy next to you, sleeping like a rock.

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the violent – one who solves their conflicts by causing bodily harm

Hi, I really like your writing! Could you do headcanons for Cassie Howard x a quiet, nerdy reader please?

Awhh thanks! And I absolutely can!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! kissing, insecurities n shit

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! I love cassie howard. I love sydney sweeney. so much. on mobile, sorry if the format is weird. lowercase intended, double periods intended. it wasn't mentioned if you wanted a GN reader or a fem reader so I did GN reader, referring to the reader as her lover. kinda fem coded? the reader goes into the girls bathroom

cassie x quiet!nerdy!reader

you and cassie met in math class

even If math wasn't your forte, you still got pretty good grades

you had always been proud of your ability to get straight A's

cassie sat next to you, talking to maddy about how much she hated math class

you turned away, not wanting to speak to the two popular girls in fear that they'd make fun of you

but cassie turned to you and asked you for help on the upcoming assignment that day

"hey, you're smart right? could you help me with the assignment?" you looked at her with wide eyes, unsure of what to say. your face turned slightly red as you nodded your head slowly. "um, yeah.. sure" you were confused, why did she ask you? I mean sure, she sat next to you sometimes but it was usually a coincidence. she muttered an 'okay great!' and smiled at you as she moved closer. you could hear your heartbeat through your ears and you could feel it through your chest. why were you so nervous? why were you so afraid of what she thought of you?

after that, you and cassie started hanging out a lot

she was pretty much the only person you talked to

she encouraged you to do things you never thought you'd have the guts to do

like going to parties, sometimes drinking and smoking

and like kissing her.

you were sitting on cassie's bed, it was a cold thursday afternoon and you two were planning your outfits for a party you were going to go to. she picked a blue dress and white heels, and she picked out a blue outfit for you to wear. you were matching. "you um..you look really pretty" you spoke softly, looking at your hands that were placed in your lap. cassie was standing in front of you, modeling her outfit. she turned a dark shade of red and thanked you before stepping towards you and placing her hand on your chin. she lifted your face gently to look at hers, and spoke. "can I kiss you?"

you said yes, of course.

the kiss was short but super romantic

you two didn't talk about it until it happened again.

you were at school, walking to the bathroom. you went in and saw cassie crying, looking at herself in the mirror and cussing at herself under her breath, "maybe they don't fucking like you, cassandra. maybe they never will." you were upset, thinking she was talking about someone else. see, you had caught feelings for the blonde girl way before you kissed her. you turned to walk away but accidentally bumped into a stall door, causing her to look at you with wide eyes.

you looked at her, finally seeing her red, puffy eyes. your heart broke and you immediately wanted to hurt whoever made her feel like that. "y/n, how much of that did you hear?" you paused, staring at the worried look on her face before answering her. "uh, only the last part.." she cursed under her breath before walking towards you and grabbing your hands. "well, now you know" you looked down, trying to think of how to comfort her but you couldn't think of anything. "um, who's the person you were talking about?" she laughed in disbelief, before kissing you gently. after a few moments, she pulled away and leaned her forehead against yours before speaking. "y/n, its you"

it's safe to say that you two became a couple after that

nobody really knew who you were, so they were surprised when cassie introduced them to you

"this is y/n, my lover!"

you couldn't hold eye contact. instead, you stared at the ground with a red face.

cassie is the best girlfriend you could ever ask for

btw if you can kiss someone i hate you

Fezco imagine where reader is a a bad bitchhhh ( almost like Maddy) she takes matters in her own hands and doesn’t bite her tongue. I feel like that would complement fezcos chill and quiet personality.

honestly I love this idea..

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! reader is a bad bitch, kissing, pda?

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended. a bit short

fezco x fem!reader

you and fez met in highschool, in tenth grade.

you immediately hit it off, you expressed your interest in his.. 'occupation' and he liked that you were bold and outspoken.

he was quiet and reserved, and you were loud and weren't afraid to speak your mind.

it was a match made in heaven, man!

you met ash late into tenth grade, when fezco finally decided to let you meet him. he was always reluctant to let you meet ash, he thought it got you too involved in his shit, he didnt want you to get hurt because of him.

you quickly took a liking to the young boy, basically taking him in as your own.

soon enough, you and fez were seen everywhere together

every time someone went over to his house, you were there

when he went to get groceries, you were with him, holding the list.

when you went anywhere, fezco was always there, watching over your shoulder

he liked to protect you, you were bound to have some enemies. someone had to be out to get you, it wasnt possible for nobody to hate you with how often you openly disagree with people.

but, surprisingly, people left you alone. maybe they were scared of you, you two were a pretty scary pair, after all.

soon enough, people started asking if you were dating.

you weren't, so it always caught you off guard, no matter how many times people asked.

eventually, fezco realized he had feelings for you.

he always knew he felt differently about you, but he always thought it was in a friendly way.

yeah, he was way off.

actually, he had been in love with you for months.

and it turns out, you had been in love with him too.

you didnt know it though, if you did, you would have told him, even if it would have had bad consequences

it didnt though..

here's how it went,

"fez, I love you". you two were sitting on his couch, watching an episode of a show the both of you loved. he turned to look at you, not actually paying attention to you. you were focused on the tv, suddenly extremely nervous. you didnt like the feeling, it felt like you had food poisoning or something. "yeah, I love you too, y/n". you sighed and rolled your eyes, turning to look at him with a deadpan face. "I dont think you understand, I'm in love with you, like, actually." his face wilted into confusion, tilting his head as if asking you if you were serious. "wait.. like, actually?" you scoffed and rolled your eyes again, looking back to the tv. "yes, like,actually, fezco."

you watched through the corner of your eye as he smiled, looking you up and down a few times. your brows furrowed, was he seriously checking you out right now? "shit.. you serious?" you scoffed and stood up, walking towards the front door. "wait, wait, no, dont leave.. fuck, I love you too, y/n". you looked back at him to see him standing with a worried look on his face, it was odd to see him like this, it wasnt really 'fezco behavior'. you were too focused on his behavior to understand what he was doing or what he said prior, but the next thing you knew, his hands were on your hips, pulling you towards him and his lips were on yours.

after that, you and him were somehow together more often than before.

when he sat down, you were always sitting next to him or on his lap.

you were always at his house, practically abandoning your own.

everyone said you shouldn't be together, that you were too different.

you didn't think so, though.

you two were perfect.