#Dante hicks fanfic

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: swearing, mention of sex

“and then she flipped her shit because I was upset about…” Dante glanced over at the teens in the back. “Ya know.” I stood up on my toes as I reached to hang the string of bats.

“you’re telling me Veronica got upset about your number but then got mad at you for being upset about her number?” I asked, nodding as dante pushed on my waist to move me over to the left. We shared a smile as the roller chair squeaked with the movement. “That’s bogus as fuck man.”

“Right?” Dante exclaimed. “She’s allowed to be upset but I’m not?” I shrugged as I secured the last of the bats. Dante lifted me up and helped me off the chair.

“thanks.” I said before grabbing the box on the counter and pulling it towards me. “What did Randall say?”

“he was stuck on 37.” Dante groaned, leaning on the counter next to me.

“course he was.” I said, rolling my eyes. “I swear the only thing on that boys mind…” I grabbed the pumpkin lights and frowned as I looked at the ceiling. “Any idea to hang these?” Dante looked at the lights before looking at me.

“you could climb on my shoulders.” He shrugged. “Or we could wait for Randall and we could watch him fuck it up.”

“And then we’d have to fix it anyway.” I pointed out. Grabbing the lights and draping them over my neck, I hopped on the counter. “Alright. Let’s go.” Dante moved between my legs and positioned me over his shoulders before standing up. “Whoa.” I laughed as I nearly hit my head on the cigarette drawer. Dante laughed and tightened his grip on my legs.

“now don’t kick me and don’t pull my hair.” He warned as he moved towards the first hook in the ceiling.

“sounds kinky.” I teased, gently tugging on his hair. Dante smacked my leg, smirking up at me. “Ok. So she goes postal. What are you gonna do about it?”

“well I have to break up with her don’t I?” He asked. I shrugged, dante grabbing my legs as the motion made me shaky.

“over 37?” I asked, leaning forward to miss the light and look at Dante at the same time. “I mean that’s a bit much.”

“no.” Dante groaned. “Her going postal. She hit me over 12. Then she turns around and loses her shit when I’m understandably pissed at 37. She didn’t even know that she was performing sexual acts outside of sex! Feels like people took advantage of her.”

“it kind of does.” I agreed. “So how’s that gonna make you look?”

“well she’ll just have to accept it.” Dante sighed. “If she wants to believe it was over the 37…fine. But I can’t stay in a relationship where my feelings aren’t taken into account or shit on.” Dante reached into the box and handed me the last strand of lights. “Finish these and I’ll work on the clings.”

“you got it boss.” I said, taking the lights and hanging them over the cigarette drawer. “Let me know how it goes with her. I’ll take you out for ice cream.” Dante turned and knelt down so I could sit on the counter.

“I kind of already did it.” Dante rubbed the back of his neck as he turned to look at me. I raised an eyebrow at him. “I also told her there was already someone else.”

“took you long enough hicks.” I smirked at him. Dante blushed as he leaned in and kissed me. “Thought I’d have to settle for Randall.” Dante made a face as he grabbed the clings.

“even jay is better than him.” Dante groaned. I laughed as I swung my legs over the counter. Hopping down, I rang up the teens. Dante nodded at them as they left. “Think this shit hole is festive enough?” Dante stepped back and shrugged.

“if the boss wants more he can do it himself.” He said, hopping the counter and pulling out the sign saying to take change when applicable. “Now come here.” He sat down, his back against the counter and legs stretched out in front of him. I smiled and laid down on top of him, turning my head to kiss him as he wrapped his arms around me.

[glittermintghost]

The boys are sooooo normal, nothing weird here!

[ladyjay333]

Hmm so for the 20th anniversary of this one how about a reboot of number 3. Dante and Becky and their daughter. Alive. (The end of 2 was so sweet I hated having that ripped away.) Randal becoming a better person instead of regressing. Maybe he gets together with Veronica. She would call him out on his bs. He could become an inadvertent father figure to her kids if she was divorced as in the existing clerks 3. Jay and Bob sober as in real life carrying on the arc of Clerks 2. They could still own a dispensary. Why not. Everyone still working and bored. Retail shenanigans. Dickhole customers. Elias and his boyfriend being out and proud. Oh maybe Elias and Randal. 💘 In that case, maybe Veronica is remarried… to snowball. 😂 and it turns out he’s a good parent.

And Veronica and Becky have become close friends through work or some other contrivance.

but most important of all, no one dies. Reality is sad enough. I guess I just wrote an outline for a fanfic.

[deanmafia]

Here’s my designs for the genderbent version of clerks. I actually got the idea from this genderbent clerks fanfic on ao3 so if u wrote that ur special ❤️

Audio: Yolo Crystal Fantasy

Danielle “Danny” Hicks she still dresses the same way as Dante I think she doesn’t like showing too much skin either and prefers to wear baggy comfy clothes but she’ll still wear some girly girl clothes when she wants to.

Rachel Graves gave the nickname “Danny” to Danielle. I think she’d be a lil more tomboyish but she’s not opposed to showing up to work in a bikin she don’t gaf. I just gave her shorts and longer hair.

Jay gives bimbocore and Barb gives mom friend I didn’t really change much. I decided to keep Jay’s name becuz yeah and I couldn’t stop laughing at Silent Barbra😭 anyway I gave Jay some eyeliner, lashes, a crop top sweater and Barbra a skirt.

[thequickstopgrocs]

"You're a mess, Hicks,"

Dante blinked at those words, glancing over to find Randal staring directly at him with a buzzed expression laced with something Dante had only ever seen in fleeting moments with the blond.

"Yeah," he swallowed the anxiety that had twisted in his throat at Randal's words, simply lifting the can to his mouth for a sip in hopes that the drunker he got, the more the fear would go away. "I think I know that considering I'm currently sitting getting shit face drunk at the convenience store I basically live in."

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Beer, drunk kisses, and burning spaghetti, what else would you expect from Dante and Randal's relationship?

My first clerks ficccc

Read it pls

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED AND REPORTED

warnings: language, talk of smoking weed

AN: when can I start writing fix it fics? No reason. Just wanna know. Y’all know I’ve been watching Kevin smith movies recently. It was just a manner of time.

It was quiet in the Quick Stop. Dante was the only one working since Randal was out sick. Wandering around the shelves, I kept glancing over at him.

“Randal isn’t here. You don’t have to pretend like you’re a customer (Y/N).” Dante called out as I passed an aisle. “Come on up.” His easy smile made me smirk back at him.

“Interesting proposal there Dante.” I teased as I joined him behind the counter. “What are we going to do on your day off?” He rolled his eyes and dropped his head onto his arms.

“Don’t remind me.” He mumbled out. I patted his back before he turned his head towards me. “You going to keep me company all day?” I shrugged.

“I don’t have any classes. Nothing better to do.” He smiled at me. “But if Jay and Silent Bob come in I’m dropping behind this damn counter.” Dante laughed as he stood back up.

“Why? What’d they do that makes you have to hide?” I rolled my eyes.

“It’s more Jay than Silent Bob. Honestly.” I leaned against the counter. “He keeps wanting to hang out, smoke some weed. When I say no, he asks me out on a date.” Dante scoffed. “Where he then wants to do the same fucking thing.”

“How would you know that’s what he wants to do on a date?” Dante leaned over and bumped his shoulder against mine. I sighed and turned away from him so he couldn’t see my face. “You went out with him!” I shook my head. “Oh shit! You did! You actually went out with him!” He laughed as I turned back towards him, face slightly red.

“Shut up Dante.” I hit his arm and rolled my eyes. Dante smirked at me and continued to quietly laugh. “It wasn’t that fun and he’s been trying to convince me that the second date will be better.”

“it won’t be.” I nodded.

“Besides the only reason I agreed was it didn’t seem like anyone else would have been asking me anytime soon.” I shrugged and slowly rearranged some of the containers lining the shelf. Dante stopped laughing and gently pulled me into a side hug.

“The right person will come along soon.” He put his chin on the top of my head. I sighed as I leaned against him, tilting my head so I could lay it on his shoulder. “When you least expect it.” I pulled away to smile at him.

“Thanks Dante.” I whispered and let him pull me back into his embrace. “How are things with you and Veronica?” He rolled his eyes.

“Fucking non-existent.” He let go of me and leaned against the counter. “We broke up.” I mirrored him and raised my eyebrows.

“How come?” Dante smirked over at me.

“There was someone else.” I shook my head. “For both of us. It was amicable. She’s going out with the other guy tomorrow night I think.” A customer walked in and Dante looked over to see who came in.

“What about you?” There was a pause before Dante smiled over at me.

“You know she asked me the same question.” He paused while he rung up the customer. “There’s someone I’ve been thinking about a lot lately but I don’t know if I have the courage to ask them out.” He handed over the change and I waved to the person on their way out.

“Honesty is best Dante. Whoever it is will probably appreciate it a lot more if you just tell them how you feel.” Dante leaned against the counter and looked at me. “Fuck the consequences.” He smiled as he ducked his head. “But for the love of all things good please tell me it isn’t Randal.” I started laughing and Dante quickly joined in.

“No. It isn’t Randal.” He shook his head. “It’s you.” His expression changed slightly and his laughter fizzled out into a small smile. I tilted my head at him.

“Me?” The wheels in my head started to turn and suddenly the million little things we always did with each other made ten times more sense. It slowly dawned on me what I thought was love for my best friend was really me being in actual love with Dante Hicks. He stood there watching me, the smile still on his face.

“Yes. You.” He slowly stepped forward and gently tugged me into a hug. “It seemed like every time I went out with Veronica I was thinking about you. Either how you were handling Randal back here at the store or if you were doing ok in your classes or if you were going on a stress rampage or just completely crashing from it instead. Even when I was just sitting here alone or if Randal just wouldn’t shut up.” I laughed as Dante’s smile grew. “When I couldn’t get you out of my head no matter what I tried, I figured it was more than you just being my best friend.” I wrapped my arms around Dante’s waist as he talked.

“We’ve always been a little more than friends haven’t we?” I finally asked. With a smirk, Dante nodded. “I like you too Dante.”

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED AND REPORTED

Warnings: parents being dicks, language, suggestive language

AN: hi. Yes I feel like shit. So here’s this. Normally it would be metatron. But today here’s Dante hicks cuz I’m suddenly aware of how touch starved I am (physically and emotionally) and it’s just weird to make an angel into your significant other. I may do a snape one later idk yet.

I slammed the door to the Quick Stop and immediately climbed the counter. Dante stared at me like I had gone crazy.

“What the fuck?” As soon as I landed on my feet behind the counter, I hugged him. “I’m not complaining about the hug but what the fuck (Y/N)?”

“Do you want me?” I tightened my hug. “And before you answer I don’t mean in a take me behind the counter right now way. I mean in a as a human being do you…”

“Want you around.” Dante tightened his grip on me as well. “Of course I do. I’m madly in love with you. Why wouldn’t I want you around?”

“My parents added a new one.” I pulled away slightly to look Dante in the eye.

“A new one?” Randal made his presence known from behind me.

“Accident. Mistake. And now unwanted.” Dante quickly started to cover my face in kisses.

“Damn (Y/N). Your parents suck.” Randal deadpanned. I laughed a little, between the comment and the kisses, my mood was starting to shift. “By the way, I want you too. It’s not just this lovestruck idiot that would feel like shit if you weren’t here. I need someone to talk Jedi with.” I let out a full laugh as I looked over my shoulder at Randal.

“Thanks Randal.” He patted my back as Dante leaned down to bury his head between my shoulder and neck. “I know I shouldn’t let this shit bother me but it does.” Dante hummed as he pressed a kiss to my neck.

“You should know by now half the shit they say is just smoke blowing out their ass.” I reached up and started to slowly comb through Dante’s hair with my fingers. “I mean who would ever call you a mistake?”

“Randal’s right.” Dante murmured. “If you’re a mistake you’re the best one that’s ever been made.” I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to stop the tears I could feel welling up. "I know you feel like crying right now but I'm sure you've cried enough for the time being." I nodded and pulled away from him.

"I'm just going to hang out here for the rest of the day." I leaned against the counter, wiping my eyes and blinking away the remaining tears. "Has it really been this quiet all day?" Dante nodded as he took the spot next to me, his shoulder bumping into mine.

"Yeah." Dante propped his chin in his hand and looked over at me. Randal walked over to the cooler and brought me over a bottle of Gatorade. "Hockey game at 2. We're closing for the game. Wanna play?"

"Can I watch today instead?" I gently picked at a loose string on my sleeve.

"Don't see why not." Randal leaned back on the counter on the other side of me. "The guys are always giving Dante shit for getting you involved anyway. Aside from the whole my partner is playing with us now thing you're really good at this shit. They hate it." I laughed as I made a swipe at his hat. Randal grabbed it quickly. “Hey!” Sticking his tongue out at me, he left the store muttering something about checking on the video store.

“Looks like you’re starting to be a better mood.” I nodded and leaned my head on Dante’s shoulder. “Good.” He kissed my head and reached over to hold my hand.

[thequickstopgrocs]

Writing Clerks oneshot, sneaky peeky,

It's Dante/Randal too 🥰