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infernalodie · 2 years ago

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𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰 || 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐧

“𝘖𝘩, 𝘰𝘩, 𝘰𝘩, 𝘐, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘛𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘐𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦“

Inspo: Bruno Mars - If I Knew

Pairing: Jules Vaughn x Hispanic!Male!reader

Summary: You might’ve never done the things you did if you knew it would’ve been you and Jules endgame...

Warnings: Angst

Words: 1626

When Jules first came to Highland, she never expected her first night to meet you and your friends. Parading up and down the block that she lived on singing incorrect lyrics. You, seemed to be the leader of the group, holding a case of beers that you clearly shouldn’t have had at your age. But still, you and your little band of misfits marched up and down her street. It would be a lie if Jules said she didn’t watch from her window in amusement. Well, at least until the flashing lights of a cop cruiser got your guys’ attention, causing the five of you to run from the police.

From that day on, Jules had some sort of inkling as to what to expect from her move and a new place to call her home. And when she officially met you, it was the same night she first met Nate Jacobs.

“You’re new, right?” A voice inquired from behind Jules, who was pouring herself a drink. When she swivelled around in surprise. She found the warm gaze of you, standing only a few inches taller than her, but your stature did nothing to intimidate her. If anything, it made her feel safe and the faintest tickling of butterflies in her stomach. But that might just be the goofy smile that danced on your lips.

“Jules Vaughn, a pleasure to meet you.“ She extended her hand towards you, to which you took it and shook it. Your hands were calloused, especially the tips of your fingers. Jules wondered if you did construction or something that would make your hands so rough to the touch. But you were attractive and also didn’t think that you would waste your time with a job that you couldn’t use your looks to capitalize on. “You may not know, but my first night moving here, you were parading up and down my street. Pretty loud.”

Although her words could be deciphered as frustration, you quickly picked up on the teasing tone her words were masked in. Making you laugh softly and lean against the kitchen counter with a sigh. Nodding your head with a smirk etched on your lips. A look Jules knew would make her frustrated with given time. “Gotta live life to the fullest, but I’m sorry chica if I disturbed your sleep.” Smiling down at the girl, you playfully nudged your shoulder against hers. “Y/n Y/L/N,” you greeted before squinting at the girl, pointing a questioning finger toward her. “You want something to drink? I can make a mean drink.”

The offer made Jules smile, nodding as she handed you her red solo cup. “You from the city, hermosa?” You inquired after mixing all the liquids into her drink and handing her the cup.

Before she answered, she took a daring sip. You watched in amusement, eyes flickering down to her lips that she smacked together to overexaggerate her critique of your critically acclaimed drink. And before you knew it, she downed it and sighed, holding the cup out with a smile. “Make me a few more of those and I’ll tell you everything, Guapo.” The use of Spanish made you grin widely as you did a mock bow, making Jules giggle in amusement.

“Whatever you say, Jules.”

Jules had learned the two of you grew up in the same city but on two completely different sides. Both of you lived on two different planets in two different galaxies and two different universes. From everything you had told her, there would’ve never been a chance she would’ve never run into you. Getting locked up into juvenile detention for fighting in school at a young age and trespassing on too many properties to count- Your words, not hers.

Essentially, you were the bad boy of Highland that somehow had fallen into her path. Offering nothing but a kind and comforting smile that made her heart melt. Your personality bright and your smile brighter. The aroma of cigarettes and cheap beer that was your signature fragrance brought calm to her mind every time you were around. If she caught the faintest scent of you, she felt your presence near. And it comforted her in some way.

Things were natural and chaotic for Jules in her first few months of moving to Highland. She’d gotten caught up with Nate Jacobs and his dad. Then you were always there, willing to be the shoulder she could lean on and be a helpful source to take her mind off her problems. Willing to drive her out to the dinner in town to eat or go rollerskating. In an act of kindness, you had introduced her to Rue and your friends who coincidentally were a band, of which you were part of. Taking her out on those parades on a random street before being chased by the police. Although she hated you always putting yourself in danger to do stupid shit, you always reassured her nonchalantly. Giving her that famous smirk of hers as you would casually reassure her that you would never get in trouble over that shit.

But things were good.

But you, you were hopelessly in love with this girl that couldn’t see the signs. Either too caught up in her own thoughts or focused on Rue, who was just as thrilled to have her attention. It wasn’t like you blamed Rue for stealing your bird, but you also knew you weren’t Jules’ keeper. So sadly, you eventually fell to the wayside. Having to sit on the sidelines and watch a love blossom before your eyes.

So, as any confused and frustrated guy would do, you hooked up with girls. Some of whom you knew didn’t deserve your time and attention, but you gave them anyway. Seeking to relieve your mind from the constant hold Jules had on it. Which only prompted Jules to appear far more, badgering you over your stupid decisions. You appreciated that she still cared, but it didn’t fulfill the love you held for her.

It’d always been like this for you at least. Once a kid who grew up in a big city with nothing but time and zero fear. Willing to put your time into people that you knew wouldn’t last. Have sex as much as you wanted with whoever wanted the same. And maybe it fucked you up now because this feeling was so new to you, but you knew what it was and knew what you wanted. Yet, it felt impossible to have the one person you actually pictured spending most of your life with.

“Do you like Lexi?” The question had been enough to throw you off, nearly tripping over your feet as you came out of the bathroom. Staring at Jules, who was sitting on your bed with her phone in hand. She wasn’t even giving you the mercy of holding your gaze and not making you twitch at the rather stupid question.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged, walking over and sitting beside the blonde. Rubbing your thumb into your palm to relieve how hard you had been clenching your fists in the bathroom. Trying to find some form of confidence to ask Jules about what had been going on with Rue. This had been the first time in two weeks since she decided to visit you as she had been spending most of her time with the other girl. Leaving you on read and ignoring your phone calls. The once-tamed resentment you felt towards Rue had grown and had been gnawing at your heart. “Do you like Rue?”

That had been enough to make Jules take her eyes off her phone and snap up to you. The reaction made you purse your lips, nodding to yourself. Looking back down at your hands as you chuckled. How stupid of you. Of course, she would. First Rue took your happiness from her being a bitch all the time from her drug addiction, and now she took Jules. Not that you should be surprised either. Spent 2-years with her and helped her through the death of her father, and this is what you got back.

“You know, I actually thought…” Your lips parted, sighing as your jaw jutted to the side. “You may have liked me.”

Jules stared at you, surprised by the confession, lips parting as she tried to find the right words to respond. But the longer she was silent, the worst the feeling in your heart got. The repetitive ache that would never seize until you eventually recovered. But that wouldn’t be for a long, long time.

“I- I did, for a time-” You scoffed standing to your feet and biting your bottom lip. Jules stood up and stared at your back as she stumbled over her words. “But I-I don’t anymore- Not after I met Rue. You sleep around and I don’t know if I wanted to have a guy like that as my boyfriend. I’m sorry, Y/n.” Her phone began to ring, gaining her attention. But you didn’t have to check to know who it was. Turning around and smiling at her sadly with pursed lips.

“Better not keep her waiting,” you commented, sniffling and forcing a smile. “She’s very impatient.” She didn’t know what to say, so she gave you a fleeting glance before rushing out of your room and answering the phone call.

Leaving you a disgruntled and regretful boy, who had fallen for the wrong heart. Maybe in another universe, you may have been different. Maybe you weren’t a rambunctious and tireless boy. And maybe, you would’ve been Jules. But if you knew what could’ve been if you didn’t bring Rue into Jules’ life, perhaps one day Jules would’ve loved you.

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luvfae · 3 years ago

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can i have some dom!jules x female!reader smut?? thank you <3

my first jules request! enjoy ❤️

ORDERS

fandom: euphoria

parings: jules x f reader

warnings: smut, choking, swearing, fingering

You looked up at the blonde girl, her hair sticking to her forehead, blue eyes staring into yours as her fingers moved vigorously against your a clit. Her other hand wrapped around your neck.

“Don’t you dare cum, Y/N,” Jules said, her eyes never leaving yours, making sure you were following her orders.

“I can’t hold it much longer,” you moaned. “Please Jules.”

She smiled at you, fingers moving down to your wetness, slowly slipping two digits inside of you. She curled her fingers, rubbing against your g spot every time. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

“Just a little longer,” Jules smiled at you, kissing your lips.

“Fuck,” you whined, trying your best to hold back your orgasm, you knew you wouldn’t be able to last much longer. Pornographic moans fell from your lips as she moved her fingers faster. “Please let me cum, Jules,” you begged.

“Fine,” she said. “You can cum, Y/N. Cum all over my fingers,” Jules said. You cried out as your orgasm finally tore through you, shaking hard against her, your fingers gripping at her shoulders. “Good girl,” Jules smirked, slowly pulling her fingers away from you.

You let out a sigh of relief, feeling ecstatic now that you had finally came.

“My turn,” Jules smiled, pulling her skirt off and grabbing a handful of your hair, not even letting you fully process your own orgasm.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 3 years ago

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Hi, can you write a headcanon where the reader moved in with Jules? I don't see many people writing for Jules and I loved the ones you wrote for Rue and Elliot. Also, who is your favorite euphoria character?

Sure :)

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- Jules was hesitant when you first mentioned moving in with each other when you were first starting in school. You both worked, both of you earning enough money to be able to have your own place without an issue but Jules was constantly worrying about that.

- She would probably take some convincing to move in with you, worrying that your relationship would take a turn for the worse from spending so much time together. 2x the normal amount of time that you would normally spend together.

- But just by you mentioning that you'd be able to see each other whenever you wanted to, to have your own spaces still, to have someone to come home to; she was hooked.

- She loved the whole decorating something from scratch, furnishing it, making a place a home for the both of you. You had very similar styles and ideas for how you wanted the place to look and the whole process of bringing new stuff home was fun in itself.

- It was comforting to have someone to come home to and someone to go through something as big as a move, paying rent, handling big financial decisions with someone.

- She loved how much you loved plants and cute little decorations, letting her pick out whatever she wanted to make her feel warm and safe in the space. You'd also find the funniest signs and stuff, along with transgender pride flags and merchandise, allowing her to show off her pride and identity in her own space, validating and comforting her beyond belief.

- You liked that she agreed to take your relationship to the next step, even if it took some incentives along the way. You loved that you guys could have meals together, order takeout late at night after Jules got back from design school and you got home from work or school.

- It was also fun to be able to do your own thing, to go on a walk and leave Jules alone with her work, knowing that she would enjoy her time alone and be okay without you.

- It was nice for the both of you to finally have a space to be yourselves in with each other. You no longer had to ask permission to have sleepovers, to have each other over, or have to explain to anyone else around you. It was all on your own time, own schedule and own plans.

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eunoiathewriter · 3 years ago

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ELLIOT X F!READER

Sypnosis: She worries but doesn't know he's actually been sober as he's now high of something else, a feeling drugs can't give him.

Word count: 1.1k

A soft tune played through the room as Elliot randomly played on different strings to create something only for the time being. He sat leaned back against the headboard of his bed, guitar in hand, a pair of arms was wrapped around his waist loosely and holding on to him.

There was nothing he would want to have more than this, there was no drug that could compare to this, and no drug that could leave him with this feeling of euphoria that seemd stronger than any drug ever left him with. And even better, he wasn't even on any kind of drugs as of now, he hadn't touched them in weeks.

Somehow, this girl that was his friend, close friend, was able to keep him from that. She was able to get his mind off of the drugs he'd once cherished. Elliot knew that he however couldn't depend on her to stay sober, she didn't even knew he was sober. He didn't wanna put that onto her, as he'd seen the way it went for Rue and Jules.

Talking about Rue, she had even complained about the fact that Elliot hadn't asked her to get high lately or she had just simply pointed ut out to him with questions. He wasn't even clean to her about being sober for such long time.

It was the sudden pull by the air of arms around his waist that he snapped out from his mindless playing, her head that laid just below his ribcage seeming ti move a bit for comfort.

y/n was the kind of girl that didn't do drugs nor alcohol, she didn't judge however, many times before Elliot got sober, she'd been over and he would do some drug. She never said anything about it and just simply let him do what he wanted with his life, same with Rue. Though, y/n had been harsher on Rue and told her to not do drugs every five minutes, to which Rue actually listened.

Elliot put away his guitar, making sure not to move too much, not wanting to wake the girl. He leaned forward a bit to see her more clearly, her face was relaxed as she breathed steadily. His fingers gently graced her skin, causing y/n's eye twitch a bit.

"So you are awake, huh?" Elliot said in a playful tone as he poked y/n's back lightly, the girl grumbled as her brows furrowed.

"Leave me alone," She mumbled into the fabric of his shirt. The boy let out a snort before weaving his fingers though her hair.

"Oh so that's how it's gonna be?" Elliot raised a brow before his fingers found her side and he started ro slowly tickle her, causing y/n to start laughing and rolling off of him.

"Stop! Stop! I can't" y/n was cut off by herself laughing and then letting out a high pitched screm of laughter as Elliot continued the torture.

"Quiet," He stopped and put a hand over the girls mouth to quiet her from screaming out if laughter. He smiled widely as y/n now laid beside him on her back and holding her sides.

"You gonna calm down?" She nodded under his hand and he slowly retracted his hand from covering her mouth.

The silence was comfortable as non of the two had anything against being in ecah other presence with just silence all around them. Elliot slowly let his hand come to reach for her cheek as she'd turned over on her stomach, facing him.

His hand laid gently on her cheek, thumb gently rubbing up and down her cheekbone. The action was comforting as y/n let herself lean into his hand. But was this really how bestfriends should act?

"I love when we hang out, you're the best company," y/n told with a sigh as she couldn't remember ever having this much fun with any of the girls, thay had all start to become all too serious and always wanted to just talk guys, never just joke around.

"Well, I'll always keep you company," The words were supposed to be happy, but y/n's face fell slightly, face holding a somber expression. Elliot furrowed his brows and tried ro find her eyes again as she was looking away.

"Hey.. you okey?"

"What if you're not here to keep me company?" She asked vaguely, the question weighing down the jolly mood that once was, Elliot's face drop slightly as he lean back against the headboard once more. Hand still holding her cheek gently.

"I worry... and I know that I always said it's your choice and all, but I just don't, I just-.." y/n trailed off leaning up a bit to look at him better.

"I don't think you have to worry about that," Elliot sat up straight and placed both hands on her cheeks. "'Cuase I haven't touched drugs in almost three weeks."

The statement made her eyes light up, mouth falling slightly agape. The smile on his face showed he was telling the truth, he leaned closer and his rumbs rubbed her cheeks slowly.

"What? H-how?.." y/n let her hands place ontop of his and she held onto his wrists gently.

"I don't know, they just didn't seem to give me this feeling, none of them could."

Her eyes scanned his for what he was referring to, but suddenly one of his hands moved from resting at her cheek to holding her chin. His thumb now brushing the softness of her lower lip, causing her breath to hitch. Elliot let his thumb slowly trace where y/n's lips parted before tracing her upper lip.

Even thought how stunned she was by his atction, y/n was quick, quicker than she thought. Before Elliot knew it she had leaned up and pressed a kiss swiftly to his lips, then leaning back down and bringing her lower lip between her teeth. The kiss was the kind that many see as the ones you maybe share with someone in kindergarten, quick and just a simple peck on the lips.

Elliot's lips turn into a grin as he leans in, but not closing the gap between them. His lips hover just above hers as he let's his hand slide down to the side of her neck. y/n let's out a sigh and leans forwards, placing her lips on his but this time not pulling away. It's soft on y/n's side, but on Elliot's it's needy. She's intoxicating for him finally tasting her makes him want more.

He pulled away from a second and slowly help the girl onto her back, her eyes questioning, almost as if she's too pure. One of his hands land on her hip and he slowly let it run up her side.

"Just relax," He coos, straddling her waist and making sure not to put all his bodyweight on her. Under him he can feel her body relax with breath of air leaving her lips.

"Since no drug can give me this, maybe you can?"

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eufezco · 3 years ago

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🌨 EUPHORIA PARTY DAY 1🌨

MY FAVORITE SCENE FROM 1x01 :

In which you have to witness how Jules has to face Nate.

Nate went into McKay's kitchen like an angry bull going into a b. You wouldn't have even noticed his presence if it wasn't because he pushed everything off the kitchen counter onto the floor. You rolled your eyes, keeping your distance from him as he served himself a shot of whiskey.

"Get the fuck out of here!" He shouted throwing his arm into the air in such viontly way. Most of the people did as he say or at least stay as separated from the boy as they could. You noticed a girl with pretty pink and blonde hair. She was trapped between a corner of the kitchen and an angry Nate. She seemed unused to this kind of behavior and even more unused to Nate Jacobs so you made two guesses: she was new to the town or she hasn't been to a party in a pretty long time. "What the fuck are you looking at?" It looked like the girl didn't only catch your attention but Nate's too.

Nate approached the girl who was shocked enough to not be able to do anything else besides standing there. "Who are you?" You were definitely interested in the answer to that question but the scene that Nate was putting her through was as uncomfortable to see as it was being for her. "I'm Jules, I'm a friend of..." Jules. So that was her name. Pretty name, you thought. "A friend of whose? Cause you're not my fucking friend, so who are you fucking friends with Jules?" You wanted to intervene but your friends stood in front of you, like a big wall blocking your way. "Does anybody know who this is? Does anybody know who the fuck Jules is?" How was no one doing anything? Jules was looking around, uncomfortable and scared as fuck when her eyes met yours. Nate hissed, mocking the girl when no one stood up for her. "So who are you?"

"I'm just minding my own business. I'm not trying to star anything."

"Nobody that looks like you is minding their own fucking business. I know what you are." He was getting so close to Jules' face, making her lower lip trembled but her eyes never broke the eye contact with Nate's. "So what you want? Do you want some fucking attention? I'll give you some fucking attention." This was not only uncomfortable to see but disgusting too. Jules turned her face aside, scaping from Nate's which was getting closer every time he talked. "Is anybody here friends with Jules? Does anybody know who the fuck this bitch is?"

"Fuck you Nate!" You shouted behind your friends. Nate turned his head looking for the shameless person that interrupted him. "Fucking y/n. It always has to be the fucking y/n who stands up for the bitches huh!" He walked towards you, your friends leaving you exposed to him, oh so now they moved? "You better fucking tell me who this bitch is because you're both gonna get fucked up!" Nate stood between you and Jules, pointing at the blonde girl and threatening you. When Nate approached Jules again, she took a knife and aimed Nate. All the people in the kitchen watching the scene involuntarily stepped back. "You wanna fucking touch me? You wanna fucking hurt me?" She was holding the knife so tightly you could see the palm of her hand turning red. Nate walked backward, trying to escape from an armed Jules as he reassured her that he was joking.

"You have no fucking idea!" Jules raised her arm and slid the edge of the knife down her skin. You could hear people gasping and whispering some "what the fuck"s. Your eyes just went wide enough to assimilate what was going on. "You're a psycho!" Nate was now the one trapped between Jules and the kitchen counter, he was almost climbing up the worktop which was kinda funny to you. "I'm fucking invencible!" She replied to him as she let her bloody arm fall into Nate's shoulder. He finally escaped from the scene he started and Jules started to walk back, at first looking proud but then going back to reality and feeling a sensation of shame invading her body.

"I'm Jules by the way. I've just moved here." You nodded slowly, approving how the situation ended. You followed the girl outside of the house and you finally reached her when she was about to leave with her bike. "Wait, are you okay?" You pointed at her arm with your head, she nodded. "Oh yes, It's okay. I knew he was gonna get violent and I didn't want a fucking broken cheekbone or something." You understood her reaction, if it had been for you, you'd have definitely sunk that knife in between Nate's ribs.

"I'm y/n."

"I'm Jules."

You both shook hands. "Thank you for standing up for me tho." You shook your head. "It's nothing. Nate Jacobs is an asshole I hope you don't have to deal with him anymore because he really is the fucking worst." She giggled. Jules was so pretty, long blonde hair, and big eyes decorated with beautiful make-up and the best part was that she thought the same about you. Jules was trying to remember when was the last time she looked at someone that beautiful. "Hmm.... Where are you going now?" The party was getting boring so scaping with a pretty girl seemed so much fun than staying. "Home, probably."

"I got my car. I can drive you. I haven't drunk anything yet so..." She nodded, adding a "that would be great".

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lacroixqueen · 3 years ago

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lexi and fez at the corner store: an obsessive frame-by-frame breakdown

FIRST of all, I just want to talk about how adorable these two are. Like just LOOK AT THEM.

I feel like no one else has really SEEN Lexi the way Fez does and she's just so giggly and bubbly and Fez is all smiling and laughing it's so fucking adorable and anyone who says otherwise is just plain wrong.

NOW, let's get to the corner store scene.

Like... LOOK AT FEZ'S EYES JUST LIGHT UP. I swear I have never seen this manz so awake in his life. Also Lexi worked up the courage to blast hyperpop, put on this adorable outfit, and bike all the way to his store to come see him. Season 1 Lexi would have never.

And just look at how HAPPY Lexi looks to see him. This is also just some color theory BS but she chose to wear red lipstick, a color she rarely wears. It also matches with the neon background of the fridge behind her. I just thought this was cool since red is like the color of intensity, romance, and love. It's clearly the focal point in this scene.

But listen... the MOMENT she sees Faye her heart immediately just drops. Her entire smile vanishes and she just looks so defeated. She automatically makes the assumption that Fez and Faye are together.

She is just in such disbelief that someone could actually SEE her. And the moment she finally builds up this courage to SAY something, to make a move, it all comes crashing down. It is almost a form of self-sabotage. Her insecurities are taking over again, and she feels stupid and like she made a mistake for even coming to see Fez.

She then shuts down the entire encounter by saying she "just came to get a drink" instead of being truthful and just allowing her feelings to be known. Also the way Fez's smile IMMEDIATELY disappeared when she said those words UGHH.

I know the show is trying to make this a slow burn romance type beat but come ONNN they deserve to be happy. Anyways, they are the only two people in this show with common sense and I am rooting for them.

ALSO. Can we just talk about the beautiful, cinematic PARALLELS of this masterfully crafted moment with Lexi looking at Cal enter the store:

Juxtaposed to the same exact shot of Fez when Nate walked in during Season 1.

Euphoria is a masterpiece, ship Lexi and Fez, aaaand yeah that's it that's the tweet thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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applepiewinchesters · 3 years ago

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Unexpected High (Fez x Reader)

A/N: Just letting everyone know that I have in fact posted this on my AO3 as well in case you have already come across it or suspect any theft. Thank you!

A/N: Just wanted to add a little note as this is getting some traction again for unfortunately sad reasons. Angus Cloud was a wonderful person who we didn’t deserve and I will genuinely miss him dearly. I know all of you do as well. Know if you are ever struggling with mental health you are not alone and you matter ❤️

TW: Mentions of drug use, creepy men

In which you, Fezco's girlfriend, were the one at his place the night Mouse showed up with fentanyl, not Rue.

Dating Fez was what teenage girls thought dating a low-life drug dealer in high school was like. They thought they were hard, they thought they had it all. But their boyfriends sold a couple pills every few days to the rich kids, Fez had sold drugs with his grandma since he was little and continued the business after his grandma got sick.

It was his full-time job, it paid the bills, it paid for food, it was everything. Fez was what those little boys in high school thought they were, but they’d piss their pants the minute they stepped into this life.

You were a little bit shook up when you found out the true scale of what Fez did, you’d known him for a couple years before he dropped out of high school. He was sweet, cared about his family, even raised a baby practically by himself.

He first took you out after finding you crying about some piece of shit guy in front of his store, he took you to McDonald’s and bought you chicken nuggets, which in your opinion, was way better than any steak dinner.

Since that day you went around to his place often, partied with him, even helped him count pills occasionally. Ash liked you too, you were the older sister he never had, although he hated when you told him what to do, jokingly of course.

You’d been dating Fez for two years now, he treated you like a queen, buying you gifts whenever he felt like it, treating you to anything you wanted. You never wanted too much, being with him was all you needed, but you were his girl and he wanted you to feel special.

The most recent thing he’d bought you was the brand new airpods in your ears, which you didn’t need but he insisted. You were lying in his bed watching an episode of Bob’s Burgers on your phone, bored as hell.

You were hungry, high, and wanted Taco Bell, so you set your phone down and pulled out your airpods, laying both on Fez’s bed and pushing yourself up a bit, giggling at the sudden dizzy feeling you got. Stumbling a bit you caught yourself on the wall before opening Fez’s door and heading down the hall.

“Fez…,” you began in a sing-song voice, but your giddiness was lost, and you stopped dead in your tracks when you saw who was with Fez in the living room.

Mouse. He was Fez’s drug dealer, at least he was one of them you believed. You knew his reputation, he was not a good person for one, not like Fez. What Fez did may be bad in the eyes of some, but he was a good guy, what Mouse did was bad, and he was a bad guy. He was scary, he was violent, and Fez almost always made sure you were never around when he was, and when you were, he made you promise to stay in the bedroom and not make a sound.

Your dumbass high brain had you forget, of course, that Mouse was coming tonight. You suddenly felt very naked in nothing but one of Fez’s big hoodies and a pair of panties.

Meeting Fez’s gaze you couldn’t tell if he was pissed or terrified. Maybe it was both.

Mouse on the other hand, looked ecstatic.

“Well, well, well,” he began, standing up, “what do we have here?”.

Mouse walked over to you, holding out his hand to you, “What’s your name little girl?” he asked you.

Your eyes darted to Fez, he only gave you a small nod, eyes pleading for you to just stay cool.

“Y/N,” you said as Mouse took your hand, kissing the back of it.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N, this your bitch?” Mouse asked, turning to Fez.

“My girl, yeah,” Fez answered, stone faced.

“Well come here girl, join us,” Mouse told you, pulling you towards the couch. You sat down beside Mouse who put his arm around you. “Now, where were we?”.

“What do I owe you?” Fez asked, hands balling into fists on his lap, you were honestly trying not to tear up. Fez tried his best to keep you out of this life, he didn’t want certain people to know about you, he was worried they’d hurt you to hurt him.

“Hm let’s see, Custer, what’s the math on it?” Mouse asked, turning to the guy in a red hoodie sitting on the back of the couch.

Custer began counting on his fingers, “Uh, 25, 15, and 1,100, 35, 77, and 25….7,750,” he finished.

“Sure you don’t want no fentanyl?” Mouse asked, turning back to Fez.

“Nah, man, I’m cool off that shit,” Fez replied, “there’s too many ODs, and I don’t want the heat.”

Fez didn’t like the hard stuff, never really did.

“How about you little girl? You ever try fentanyl?” Mouse asked you, smiling.

“No,” you answered quickly, maybe too quickly.

“No, she’s good bruh,” Fez told Mouse, tensing up.

“Gonna let your man talk for you?” Mouse asked, tightening his grip on your shoulder.

“I don’t know,” was all you managed to get out, keeping your eyes trained on Fez, trying not let the tears brimming in your eyes spill over.

“Don’t look at him, look at me,” Mouse told you. “You ever try it?”.

“Yo, for real bruh, I don’t want her fucking with that shit,” Fez said, his voice getting a bit louder, you could see him grip the gun he had hidden in the couch.

“You know that feeling when you come so hard that you can’t feel or hear shit? You like that feeling sweetheart?” Mouse asked you.

“Yeah,” you mumbled out, you were almost shaking, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.

“Well shit, you gonna love this,” Mouse told you, whipping out a pocketknife and a small foil packet. He squeezed a bit of a clear, gel like substance onto the tip of it and held it out to you as he put the packet back into his jacket.

“I’m…. I’m good actually,” you spoke, voice shaking, trying your best to move away from him a bit.

“What, you don’t trust me?” Mouse asked, a teasing tone to his voice.

“Yo, for real man. She’s good,” Fez spoke up again, you could tell he was totally on edge now.

“Shut the fuck up bitch, ain’t nobody talkin to you,” Mouse told Fez, his voice raised, making you jump. “Tell him, come on. Tell your man I’m not talking to him right now. Don’t be scared. It’s not gonna bite you.”

Mouse moved the tip of the knife closer to you again, it was just about an inch from your lips now. All you would need to do is lean forward a bit. But you didn’t want to, you weren’t an addict, and you weren��t about to become one. You especially didn’t want to die because you were a dumbass who forgot to stay in the bedroom.

If you didn’t take it there would be consequences, if you did, there would be consequences. It was a lose-lose situation, for you at least.

You tried to say sorry with a look, if you could even muster that, to Fez. Saying a small, silent prayer that you wouldn’t die to whoever might be listening, you leaned forward, taking the tip of the knife into your mouth, and licking off the fentanyl.

So far, you were fine. You didn’t spontaneously combust or anything so that was great too.

Fez watched you carefully from the other couch, his heart was racing, and he swore it was going to beat out of his chest. If anything happened to you…he didn’t know what he’d do really.

Mouse just leaned back, watching his handiwork, when it hit you. It hit like a punch in the gut, like a trainwreck you didn’t see coming.

The room suddenly felt as if it was spinning, you felt…dizzy, but euphoric. Nothing hurt, your brain was clouded by a fog that just made you want to giggle, which you did.

“It hits quick,” Mouse said, smiling widely as you slowly began falling to the side, it felt like ages before you hit the couch, the plush cushion felt so inviting and like you were sinking into a cloud. “You like the way that feels?” he asked, grabbing your legs and pulling them onto his lap, fingers trailing along the skin of your thigh.

“Yeah…,” you managed to breathe out, smiling, eyes drooping. You could barely make out Fez from across the room now, but you were sure as fuck that he was pissed.

“Yeah,” Mouse said, chuckling as he spoke, “You want a couple of patches girl?”.

“Okay,” you said, barely registering the conversation.

“No, no…,” Fez began, but Mouse cut him off.

“Shut the fuck up!” he said, making Fez close his mouth, Fez was pissed, but he knew if he pissed Mouse off, he could hurt you, and he’d never forgive himself if that happened.

Mouse pulled some patches out of his jacket, very pointedly sliding them into the waistband of your panties, not that you really noticed, but Fez sure did, and so did Ash, who wanted nothing more than to rip this fucker’s face off.

“That’s gonna cost you 300, come on little girl, pay up,” Mouse said, continuing to run his hands all over your legs.

“I-I only have a couple dollars,” you said, eyes closing as you tried not to fall asleep.

“I said 300,” Mouse insisted again.

“I’ll just…just give it back,” you tried, attempting to lift your head up.

“I got a strict no return policy,” Mouse said cockily.

“Yo, Mouse, let me pay for it bro,” Fez spoke up, sitting up a bit.

“I thought you was too good for fentanyl?” Mouse asked, voice angrier now, “What is it? Everybody’s changing their motherfucking minds of me?”.

“Yeah,” Fez said calmly, keeping on eye on your face, making sure your chest was still rising and falling.

“If she can’t afford it, she gonna have to find another way of paying me,” Mouse said, his hand moving farther up your leg, nearly cupping your ass.

“Yo, man, just let me pay for it. I got the money right here,” Fez said standing up as he opened his wallet, pulling out three-hundred-dollar bills and tossing them on the coffee table.

“Dang, your man must really love you,” Mouse told you, smirking. “It’s gonna cost you 600 now, man.”

“Damn. You gonna do me like that, bruh?” Fez asked, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“Yeah, I’m gonna do you straight up like that. Straight up,” Mouse said, shoving your legs off his lap and your feet hit the floor with a thunk.

“There it is,” Fez said, tossing another three hundred dollars on the coffee table.

Mouse stood up, snatching the money as he did so, “It’s always a pleasure doing business with you,” he said, motioning to Custer it was time to leave.

When Mouse and Custer were finally out the door Fez felt like he could breathe again, he rarely got scared, he was tough, he could almost anyone in a fight, and he was one hell of a shot. But when it came to you, you broke him down, you made him soft, not that he wasn’t a little soft already. Sure, some might describe him as slow or unsure, but he was definitely sure about you.

Fez quickly hurried over to you, kneeling beside the couch in front of you. You were smiling sleepily, eyes still closed. He grabbed the patches from your waistband and handed them to Ash, “Go flush that shit down the toilet, and grab the Narcan, just in case.”

Ash nodded, taking the patches, and disappearing down the hall, Fez turned back to you. You seemed fine, just lying on the couch, peaceful.

He walked over to the couch, sitting down beside your head and pulling you into his lap so that you sat sideways, head resting on his shoulder.

Fez moved a bit of hair from your face, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Your smiled widened a bit as you pressed your face into his neck. He wanted nothing more than to put a bullet into Mouse’s head right now, but he needed to make sure you were okay. Family came before anything.

“I’m soooo happy,” you giggled. Fez only nodded and sighed.

“I know.”

Next time, he was locking your high ass in the bedroom.

Your head was pounding, and when you tried to open your eyes the light was way too bright for your liking.

Your stomach felt like it was going to come up and out of your throat, so, with your head pounding and your eyes barely open you got up from the warmth of the bed you were lying in and stumbled into the bathroom across the hall.

Falling to your knees in front of the toilet you emptied whatever was in your stomach into the bowl. Tears pricked at your eyes as you heaved, gripping the rim. You suddenly felt a hand on your back, another holding your hair back.

Fez.

“Get it out, come on,” he said, voice still a bit gravely from sleep, besides from the normal gravel sound of it.

You heaved again, more vomit splashing into the toilet, tears running down your face of their own accord. After a few more dry heaves and nothing coming out, you coughed, spitting and trying to get whatever was left out of your mouth.

Sitting back on your heels, you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, turning to face Fez who was kneeling beside you.

He smiled, “Okay?” he asked. You only nodded, Fez helped you stand, handing you your toothbrush.

You took the toothbrush gladly and wet it in the sink, grabbing the toothpaste from the cabinet and putting a dollop on your brush.

Fez leaned against the doorframe watching your brush the disgusting taste out of your mouth. He probably wasn’t going to leave your side until he knew the fentanyl was out of your system.

After you were done, you eyed Fez behind you in the mirror as you put your hair up, “How long was I out?” you asked him.

“All night, almost all day, it’s three,” Fez told you. He pushed off the door frame, wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder. “Scared the shit out of me baby.”

“I didn’t wanna take it,” you mumbled, voice wobbling a bit. Last night was one of the scariest things that ever happened to you.

“I know, I’m not blamin you,” Fez said, pressing a kiss to your neck gently. You felt safe here, with him holding you, you wanted to forget about last night, just stay here in this moment forever.

You turned in Fez’s arms, wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging him tightly, “I’m sorry I didn’t stay in the bedroom,” you said.

“Nah, don’t say you’re sorry, none of it’s your fault, okay?” Fez told you, cupping your face so that you looked up at him.

“Okay,” you said, a few tears falling down your face, you hated how emotional you were, you’d always been since you were little.

Fez wiped at the tears with his thumbs before kissing you. You pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. His hands moved to your waist and then to your ass, squeezing it before lifting you onto the bathroom counter.

Your hands made themselves busy by grabbing the bottom of Fez’s t-shirt and pulling it up, breaking the kiss to get it over his head. Fez’s lips moved to your neck, and his hands were moving under the hoodie of his you were wearing when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

“Jesus fuck!” Ash shouted, “Can’t you fuck in the bedroom like normal people?!”.

You busted into a fit of laughter before Ash slammed the door shut. Fez began laughing too, grabbing his shirt off the floor, “Scarred that little dude for life,” he said, making you laugh harder. “Come on, you need food.”

Both of you left the bathroom, heading to the kitchen, Ash was sitting on at the kitchen table counting money, and gave you both a dirty look.

“Knock next time kid,” you told Ash, making him roll his eyes.

“Don’t fuck in the shared areas of the house bitch,” he replied.

“If I didn’t love you, I’d slap the shit out of you right now,” you told Ash, making him crack a smile.

“Pancakes?” Fez asked you, making you nod and smile as you hopped up on the counter, swinging your legs.

Fez grabbed the mix from the cabinet, as well as a bowl and spoon. You watched him stir up the pancake mix, “Get me a pan baby?” he asked you, you nodded, hopping off the counter and opening another cabinet and grabbing a pan, setting it on the stove and turning it on.

You got the nonstick spray and sprayed the pan, “Thanks,” Fez said, bringing over the mix to the stove and kissing your cheek, “Go sit, I got it.”

Doing as you were told you sat by Ash at the kitchen table, watching him count, your head was still pounding you realized, and your vision was a bit blurry.

“Here,” Ash said, as he put a stack of hundreds in the money counter, sliding a pill bottle towards you. “Ibuprofen.”

“Thanks kid,” you told him, leaning over, and pressing a kiss to his cheek, making him gag and wipe it off. You just laughed as you popped a couple pills, washing them down with the open Gatorade next to Ash.

Soon enough Fez set a plate on pancakes in front of you, complete with butter and syrup. You pulled Fez down to your level, kissing him.

“Stopppppp,” Ash groaned, making you just kiss Fez harder. Ash has seen drugs, blood, and worse all his life, but KISSING is what grossed him out the most, typical kid.

Fez pulled away, “Eat,” he told you, sitting in the empty chair beside you.

You gladly dug into the pancakes, making sure you didn’t eat too fast in fear of puking your guts out again.

When you finished your plate, Fez took it too the sink before going to sit on the couch, flipping on the TV. You followed and he pulled you down onto his lap, an arm around your waist while you laid your head on his shoulder.

“Feel better?” Fez asked, looking down at you.

“Mmhm,” you answered, “thanks to you.”

Fez smiled and shook his head, “Gotta take care of my girl,” he told you.

The rest of the day was filled with the occasional puking, naps in Fez’s lap, and him making you eat. You were right about before too, Fez stayed by your side all day.

The day helped you forget about the night before, just a little bit.

Something in the back of your mind told you that wasn’t going to be your last encounter with Mouse.

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i want platonic hc’s for being besties w// euphoria girls 😍

—cw’s: mentions of getting high —a/n: i just did my favs, rue, jules, maddy, lexi and kat

rue

you guys definitely became friends like 8th/9th grade

rue usually doesn’t get along with most people, but you just were funny and like… entertaining yk

also being a trio with fez, rue and you 😣

getting high w rue >>>

rue spends the night at your house almost if not every night

rue does your makeup, you does her outfits, that’s how your friendship works

also if your bffs with rue, it’s 10000% ride or die

she’s willing to die for you

MOVIE NIGHTS WITH YOU GUYS AND GIA!! UGH 😩

her mom treats you like a third daughter and a part of the family

jules

i just know you guys would have the best deep late night conversations

she likes playing dress up and likes dressing you like a little model 😌

she’s the type of friend who would never ever judge you for anything whatsoever

she also will have your back for anything

like even if you’re in the wrong, she will defend you

you guys have too many inside jokes

some aren’t even funny, like … it’s just funny cus you guys were there yk?

she trusts you with her life tbh, you’re the only person she 10000% likes you

there’s nothing that would make her hate you ever

maddy

you guys have been friends all your life and honestly, maddy wouldn’t have it any other way

she grew up with you and her childhood was 100x better with you in it

ik this friendship is the best 😩

the shit talking is real, you guys love it

anyone you even slightly dislike, maddy would hate them too

she goes crazy on anyone who says anything bad about you

she’s also a ride or die, but make it 10x more

no matter what, she will back you up too

she doesn’t care, in her mind, you’re always right

i don’t think you and maddy would ever disagree—in the best way possible, you guys have the same brain

the only time you disagreed about anything was the nate thing

since nate was manipulating her, you couldn’t “help” her

that was the first time you and maddy had drifted a part

but when they broke up, it was like a storm—you both went crazy on nate 😭

lexi

i feel like out of all the girls, she's the most dependable

like if you need something, lexi will always help you

she appreciates you and your friendship bc she doesn't have many close friends

she's so incredibly kind, like seriously

she will back you up no matter up!! but only if you're right—she always hold you accountable

def the mom friend 😭

movies with lexi >>>>

your hangouts consist of binging your fav tv shows and talking about the future

you guys made plans about moving in together when you guys go to college

if you didn't do the assignment for a class, lexi will give you the answers

I WANNA BE LEXI'S BESTIE PLSSS 😓

kat

PLS SHES SO FUN

she's so funny and i feel like thats how you guys became close

you guys have very similar humor

you guys were each other's first kiss in the seventh grade because kat said she would rather lose her first kiss to you than one of the stupid boys

she's very real—so if you are best friends with her, be prepared for the truth and nothing but the truth

ik i said getting high w/ rue would be fun, BUT IMAGINE GETTING HIGH W KAT

i feel like you guys would hang out every single day and never get tired of each other

you guys don't talk the entirety of your hang outs—you just enjoy being with each other yk?

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