#rue Bennett one shot

[mya-cookie-eater]

Imagine…

You’re your comfort characters comfort character 

C/c=comfort character 

Warning ⚠️:kinda sad at the end but at first kinda cute I also didn’t reread this so it might be rushed and not make sense mb plus it’s short

A/n: send request for stories like these I like writing them.🙃 pick a specific character tho and I’ll tell you if I can do them or not (please send requests)

After a long day of school/work they come home and lay in bed they grab their pillow and began to speak. “hey y/n I had a good day today I almost got into a fight but I didn’t because I thought of you and how you wouldn’t want me to do that how you would want me to be the bigger person so I talked to them about it and I know you fight sometimes but you wouldn’t want me to risk everything by fighting so yeah how was your day??”  In their mind the pillow came to life forming your face and body into it. “I had a good day just chilled on your bed you know” you looked into the eyes of C/C and grabbed the side of their face. “I’m proud of you I’m so proud of you” you hugged them and then you laid on their chest they hugged back and you started to cuddle they you felt something hot and wet they were crying. “what’s wrong??” You asked and put their face into your hands. “I love you but your not real” their world of happiness collapsing with those words. Your.Not.Real you made them happy you made them better but you weren’t real. 

A/n:Hey I wrote this because I seen dd Osama confront n3on and I was proud of him and I thought of what it would be like if I had his comfort character or if I was any of my other comfort characters comfort character I seen a story similar that’s what this was based on so if you find that send me a link bc I really want to read it again they wrote it better than me 

[cloveswifey]

MatchMaker

Parings: Fezco x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Jealousy, Cute fluff, rue being a hard y/n x fez shipper.

Words: 0.7k

Type: Fluff

Y/N and Rue have been best friends since their middle school days. The two girls were inseparable, always giggling and having heart-to-heart conversations about life.

As they entered high school, they made a new friend in Fez, who they met through Rue. Fez was a charming and charismatic guy who quickly won their hearts over.

"This is Fez," Rue announced, as we stood inside Fezco's store.

"Yo," he said, nodding his head as he rolled up a joint.

"Hello," I said, nervously smiling at him. "I'm Y/N." I couldn't help but notice how handsome his face was.

Over time, Y/N started to develop feelings for Fez, but she was too shy to admit them to him or even Rue. Rue, on the other hand, was the biggest Fez and Y/N shipper alive. She was always dropping hints to Fez about Y/N, hoping that he would pick up on them and make a move. But Fez was always oblivious to her subtle suggestions.

Time felt like it had come to a standstill for Y/N when Fezco arrived at school with a beautiful blonde by his side.

"Yo, Rue, Y/N," he said, nodding towards us. But Y/N couldn't help but notice the uncomfortable look the girl was giving them. It was a mixture of "stay away from him" and "I know not to fuck with you."

The girl introduced herself as Charlotte, and for a brief moment, it seemed like Fezco had found himself a great girlfriend.

However, their relationship was short-lived, as Fezco walked in on Charlotte on top of Nate Jacobs, who ended up getting his face smashed in.

One day, the group decided to go on a fun adventure to the beach. They packed their bags, loaded up the car, and drove off into the sunset.

As they arrived, the three of them raced to the water, splashing in the waves like little kids.

"I challenge you to a race!" Rue exclaimed excitedly, taking off her shorts and running towards the ocean.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Fezco laughed in response to Rue's challenge.

I also laughed and quickly followed Rue, ready for the race. But as I took my shorts off, I noticed Fezco looking at me strangely. I shrugged it off, assuming it was just my own paranoia.

They took silly pictures, built sandcastles and enjoyed some yummy snacks together.

While sitting on the beach and enjoying the sunset, Rue turned to Y/N and nudged her playfully. "So, Y/N, when are you going to make a move on Fez?" she teased, causing Y/N to blush furiously.

"Come on, he's so into you!" Rue added.

Fez, who had been listening intently, turned to Y/N and smiled. "She's right, you know. I've actually had feelings for you for a long time," he said, taking her hand in his.

From that day on, Y/N and Fez became inseparable. They went on cute dates and shared many special moments together. Their little trio became an unstoppable force, with Rue always happy to see her two best friends together. Everyone around them could see how much they loved each other, even before they admitted it.

As Y/N and Fez got closer, they learned that their friendship had evolved into something much deeper. They fell deeply in love with each other, and it was the happiest they'd ever been. Rue, who was always there for them, had no problem taking a back seat to let her friends enjoy their romance.

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, and Y/N and Fez only grew more inseparable. Their love story had been long in the making, and it was clear that they were meant to be. From that day on, they knew that their bond was something truly special, something that would stand the test of time. And Rue, who had played such a crucial role in their love story, was happy to have witnessed it all.

[stellisen]

drug deals going wrong

info: This oneshot is gonna be from the episode ‘trying to get to heaven before they close the door' 

y/n is ashtray’s twin in this and it’s during the drug deal/kidnapping thingy 

y/n pov:

I was in the car with Rue and my brothers Fez, and Ash. We were on our way to do some drug shit or something, honestly I don’t fucking know what I’m doing here but family business I guess. Plus, someone’s gotta make sure Ash doesn’t kill everyone. Rue was singing some 2pac song, I think it’s called Hit’ Em Up, and Ash was playing with his gun or somethin’.

The car stopped and I saw two people come out from the shadows, Fez stepped out of the car and walked up to them. I could hear him ask why the girl was there and the guy saying something about it bein’ his girl. Fezco walked back with the blonde girl right behind him. 

The blonde girl went to sit in the backseat, so I pushed Ash against the car door and took his seat. “The fuck is you doin’!” Ash complained when he hit his head in the car window. I just looked at him and grinned. 

Fezco just ignored us and said “Alright, no funny business you guys” he then nodded at Ashtray who opened the door and got pushed out by me. “What the fuck bro” he exclaimed from the ground and I just laughed at him. 

Rue and the blonde girl, who’s name was Faye, were doin’ some drugs or some shit in the back and I was just mindin’ my own fucking business when I felt someone grabbing me.

“Why’d the fuck did u bring two whores and a pair of twelve year-olds to a drug deal, bro?” some guy questioned.  “We’re 14 you bald bitch” I argued. And then he hit my head against the wall with a lot of force. I groaned in pain when my head hit the wall. 

Ash took a step forward, but got stopped by 2 guys pointing a gun at him. Meanwhile Fez yelled “Ay man, don’t fucking touch her” he raised his voice which was uncommon. 

I felt some liquid running down my neck, which was probably my blood, I think. Then the guy demanded us to undress and nobody reacted except for my dumb as twin. “I wasn’t talking about you idiot” the bald guy stated. “Put the children somewhere else” he told the other guy. And then me and Ash got dragged somewhere.

We got pushed into some small place, I’m not sure what it could’ve been but it was very small like we could barley move. I winced when my head hit the wall. “Shit, that doesn’t look very good bro” Ash started, “let me look at it” he finished in a not forcing way, more concerned way. “Nahhh it’s all good” I reassured him. 

“Bro, you got blood dripping on your clothes and shit” he argued back. I mean he was right but still. I could feel myself getting sleepy, like my eyes lids felt heavy. “Hey, you can’t fall asleep, that shit would be bad as fuck” Ash told me. I knew he was right but I was really struggling to keep my eyes open. 

Then suddenly the same guy who locked us in, whatever the fuck it was opened the door. 

We got dragged back into the place where we were before we got locked in that small space. Fez looked at me very concerned and I mouthed 'I’m fine’ to reassure him, I could see that he didn’t believe me but whatever. 

When we finally got back in the car, Ash told Fez to take me to the hospital. His voice sounded like it was very far away and I couldn’t really see shit. I heard Fez tell Rue to try to keep me awake, but she didn’t really do anything. She wanted to go to the new year’s party, that’s where we were supposed to be goin’. Fez dropped Rue off at the party, and then sped up and drove fast in the direction of the hospital. 

Ash hopped back and sat in the seat where Rue was sitting moments ago. He tried to talk to me, probably in a way to keep me conscious. But I couldn’t even make out the words that he was sayin’ anymore. And then everything went dark.

I felt my eyes opening to see very bright lights, which made my head hurt, I groaned in pain. Then I heard a familiar voice. “Y/n” I heard my older brother, Fezco exclaim.  “You’re finally awake, you had me all worried and shit” he continued in his usual calm tone. 

“Where’s Ash?” I asked Fez. “I’m here” I heard my twin, Ash answer. So he was also in the room, which I’m guessing was a hospital room. “Can someone turn those damn lights off, they’re fuckin’ killin’ me” I complained, as I rubbed my head. “I don’t know if we can do that shit Y/n, I can ask someone tho” I heard Fez answer. And then I heard the door open.

“The doctor said you had a concussion” Ashtray explained to me. “Damn, that explains why my head hurts so much” I realised. 

After a little bit of comfortable silence, I heard the door open and footsteps. Then I saw it getting darker in the room, and that shit helped to make my head hurt slightly less. I opened my eyes more and saw both my brothers and a nurse in the hospital room. 

“Hello sweetie, you’re allowed to go home when you feel ready to, you have a quite bad concussion” the nurse, I didn’t know the name for told me. “Okay, thank you” I answered, “You’re welcome” she said in a nice tone, and then she left the room.  “You ready to go?” Ash asked me. “I mean, yeah sure” I answered him. Fez then picked me up and helped me get dressed. And after getting dressed he carried me to our car, as Ash followed.

He put me in the backseat, and Ash went to sit beside me, it was very unusual for him to sit in the back of the car. Then Fez hopped in the driver seat. Ash told me to lay my head in his lap, to keep it from moving, and hurting more during the ride home. I looked up and smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. “Y/n, please don’t call some drug dealer, 'bald bitch’ again” Ash complained. “I can’t promise that, bro”

A/n: well that’s that oneshot please leave requests of what u want to see, or mby like a part 2 of this one idek just anything 😭 this is also from our Wattpad that u can find here

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[boobabietch]

Masterlist

Four - One direction

Steal my girl - Paige Bueckers

Ready to run -

Change your ticket -

Spaces - Rue Bennett

Illusion - Robin Buckley

18 - Kate Martin

Where do broken hearts go? - Regulus Black

Fireproof - Ellie Williams

Night Changes -

Stockholm syndrome -

Once in a lifetime -

Ok so boom, hi boos!! Haven’t been active in a while but finally I’m done with school so I can start this project I’ve had for a while! So basically I’m publishing a one shot for every song on the album Four by One direction. As you can see many songs don’t have a character yet so suggestions are always welcome! I’ll try to write the ASAP because I’m really really excited about this.

Hope you enjoy!

Requests are open!

Masterlist

[6rookie-writer0110]

Rue Bennett x male reader,

Y/n is Rue’s drug dealer and Rue pays with sex,

the first time they did it and then at one point doing all of this rue had fallen in love with reader and they decided to give it a shot

fez and y/n is at a party where they spot Nate trying to get physical/threatning with rue, Jules and Lexi,

y/n comes up behind Nate and Rue just smirks at Nate.

Nate: what they fuck are you smirking at

Rue; my boyfriend is going to kick your fucking ass

Nate: yeah right, which of these fucjing losers are your boyfriend

y/n: that would be me Nate

Nate turned around and looked at reader, Nate paled knowing reader could kick his fucking ass

Nate: oh, so this bitch is yours

y/n grabs Nate by the neck and pulls a knife out and Press it to his neck.

y/n: talk about/to Them like that again and I will send you piece by piece to your dad

Nate: yo y/n im just joking

y/n released his grib on Nate,

y/n: oh it a misunderstanding then

Nate nodded his head, but reader punched him in the face and a couple of times more when he was laying on the floor, reader went to rue,

y/n: you okay

rue: ofcourse

rue grabs readers hand and let him up the stairs to get her Brians fucked out in the bathroom

y/n: fez he’s all yours

fez then fucked Nate up more

Ok, dude i will write it. Cool.

[ontheroadrp]

[FC, GENDER, PRONOUNS] ever heard about [CHARACTER NAME]? Out here on the road, they have a reputation of being [TWO POSITIVE TRAITS] but also [TWO NEGATIVE TRAITS], no wonder they’re called [SKELETON YOU’RE APPLYING FOR]. According to local legend, they’re [AGE] and when they pull up to camp not a soul can mistake the sound of [ERA ACCURATE SONG] following them. Some say they carry  [3-5 ITEMS FROM HOME] and have been traveling with [DESIGNATED POD].   [alias, age, pronouns, timezone] 

FC SUGGESTIONS: Manny Montana, Zoe Kravitz, Billie Lourd

—  I’M RIGHT THERE, SWIMMING IN THE RIVER OF HARDSHIPS BUT I KNOW HOW TO SWIM!

Maybe if Mama stuck around a little longer and Daddy didn’t love the bottle so much, you would’ve had a better shot at this game of life. But that isn’t how your story goes. For a vast part of your life, you’ve had your own back. Through school, through rehab, through all of it. And hasn’t been too terrible, not all of it. At least you’ve developed a sense of adaptability and creative thinking. 

You’ve had to. After your second overdose, and your third time in rehab, you set out on the road. It wasn’t exactly ideal for business (selling drugs), but you’ve found other meaning out here, and you’ve found people who are always willing to try a sample. You think most people are scared of you until they’re looking for a joint. 

And that’s fine, not everyone wants to touch orbits with a flaming meteor, hurtling towards the ground. You wouldn’t want anyone else to get caught in that impact, anyway. But THE BOHEMIANS don’t seem to have any fear surrounding that, so their presence has been invaluable. 

INSPIRED BY:  T.J Hammond, Rue Bennett.

KNOWN AFFILIATES

+THE PSYCHEDELIC: There are few people you’ll share your shit with no strings attached, but THE PSYCHEDELIC is one of them. Ever since you first crossed paths, you felt you were cut from the same cloth. It’s probably a good thing you two have never traveled together, but one thing for sure is that it’s always a party when you two get together. 

-THE L.A REJECT:  THE L.A REJECT scares you. You have feelings for them on such a tender and real level that you don’t dare speak of it to them. To anyone. The road isn’t a place for such feelings, besides, it’s dangerous living the life you live to care about one individual that much. So maybe you’re kind of a dick to them to cover it all up! That’s nobody’s business but yours.

KNOCKIN ON HEAVEN’S DOOR is currently a TAKEN character.

[nebulaafterdark]

Rue & Y/N ‘banging the heck out of each other, because we need it’ headcanons

18+ only minors DNI

• No one has ever loved Y/N the way that Rue loves her. And no one has ever fucked her the way Rue fucks her. Fingers, tongue, the vibrator, the strap, you name it. Until Y/N is trembling and whining and- “Rue, please!” “Cum,” Rue demands with a kiss to Y/N’s cheek.

• Y/N curls her fingers up against Rue’s g-spot. “Fuck,” Rue reaches down to grab her wrist. “It’s ok.” Y/N whispers, keeping firm pressure there, stroking with her pointer and middle fingers. Generally speaking Rue is a clit person. She likes her pretty clit played with, and Y/N loves that about her. But Rue’s never squirted and Y/N has a bone to pick with her about that. “I think something’s wrong.” Rue’s brows furrow. “I think everything is right, just breathe.” “Y/N,” she squeals. She about to- “I’m right here.” Y/N murmurs against her ear. “Oh fuck!” Rue tosses her head back against the pillows. “Yeah.” Y/N fucks her through it.

• The first time Rue uses a strap she’s addicted. She cannot get the image of Y/N cumming around the fake cock out of her head. Y/N has the prettiest pussy in the world. “Does that feel good?” Rue asks, driving Y/N harder into the mattress. She wants her sore. Y/N nods. “Tell me how good it is.” Rue wants to hear her say it. Y/N’s brain isn’t functioning at full or even half capacity. “Fucking amazing, shit. You’re so good.”

• Once Y/N and Rue realize how fast they can get off just by rubbing against each other, that becomes their go to. No toys, no strap, no bullshit. Just Rue and Y/N. “I fucking love you.” Rue pants as Y/N grinds against her. “I fucking love you too.” Y/N kisses her, slow and deep. “And I love fucking you.”

[luvfae]

Enemies to lovers with rue please? (smut included? 😏) Thank youuu

enjoy lovely 🥰

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

fandom: euphoria

parings: rue x f reader

warnings: smut, swearing, oral (both receiving), mention of drugs and addiction, mention of overdose

You and Rue Bennett didn’t get along, you never had. So when your best friend Lexi decided she wanted to start talking to Rue again, you were pissed off.

Lexi had invited you to go bowling on Saturday, you were more than happy to have a girls night, until you arrived and you saw Rue.

“Seems you forgot to mention that she’d be here,” you said to Lexi, glaring over at Rue who stuck her middle finger up at you. You scoffed.

“Can’t you two just get along?” Lexi asked.

“No!” The both of you yelled back. Lexi groaned, shaking her head and grabbing her bowling ball.

You played the game, you and Rue both competing in silence, you wanted to win so bad so you could rub it in her face, but Rue ended up winning, which pissed you off.

“Ready to go?” Lexi asked.

“Yeah,” you muttered. “Just gotta pee.”

“Me too,” said Rue with a smirk, waking with you to the girls room. “Suck shit, I won!” Rue exclaimed. You groaned, pushing open the bathroom door.

“Shut the fuck up,” you said, rolling your eyes at her, pushing open a stall and doing your business. You walked back over to Lexi once you had cleaned up, Rue trailing after you and Lexi headed back to her house. “Lexi, you just drove past this goblin’s house… don’t tell me she’s staying the fucking night?!” You said, glaring over at Rue who was in the back seat, a smirk on her face.

“Sorry,” Lexi shrugged.

-

A few hours later, Rue and Lexi had been talking, while you sat on the floor by her bed, scrolling through your phone. You refused to talk to Rue and you were pissed at Lexi for not telling you that Rue would be hanging out with you tonight.

Eventually Lexi fell asleep, and Rue slipped off the bed, onto the floor next to you. You glared at her moving away from her.

“Do you even remember why we hate each other?” Rue asked, looking over at you.

You squinted your eyes at her, trying to think back on the exact moment that made you hate Rue, but your mind was blank. “No, but that doesn’t mean i’m going to stop hating you,” you said. “Besides, you hate me too.”

Rue shrugged. “I’m grown, i’m over being enemies for no reason,” she said, smirking at you. You scoffed at her words, looking back down at your phone. “We could have a lot in common if you actually gave me a chance,” Rue said.

“What would I have in common with a drug addict?” You spat, glaring at her. Rue’s eyebrows raised, staring at you in shock.

“I’m clean,” Rue said.

“And i’m the Queen of England,” you said.

Rue cleared her throat, looking down at her hands. “I do them for a reason,” she said. You remained silent. “Makes me feel better. Can’t cope without the shit,” Rue said.

You looked over at her, your hard glare dropping. “I stopped taking my meds when I found out about your overdose,” you said.

Rue furrowed her eyebrows. “Why?” She asked.

“I could feel myself getting too dependent on them and once you overdosed I was kinda like, fuck this shit and stopped,” you said. “I still take them when I really need too. It’s hard without them but it’s better than being an addict.”

Rue hummed, scooting closer to you. You knitted your eyebrows together, shifting uncomfortably as her shoulder touched yours.

“I wanna be friends, Y/N,” Rue said.

“I’m not tryna get myself tangled up in your mess, Rue,” you sighed.

Rue placed her hand on your cheek, quickly pressing a firm kiss against your lips. You were taken aback, looking at her in shock. With her hand still on your cheek she kissed you again, this time your hands snaked around her neck, keeping her lips glued to yours as your tongue searched her mouth. New feelings rushed through your bloodstream. You had never thought about Rue like this, never picture yourself in this kind of situation with Rue, but something about the way her hands held your cheeks was turning you on.

“Gotta be quiet,” You whispered, motioning to Lexi on the bed, as you took your pants off. Rue nodded, watching you with a confused look. “What are you waiting for?” You asked, looking over at her. “Let me sit on your face.”

Rue smiled, dragging her pants down her legs and laying down, you crawled on top of her, sitting your already wet pussy on her face, her hot breath fanning across you.

You bent down, rubbing her clit with your soft fingers, listening closer to her silent whimpers. Rue’s tongue began to work magic against your clit and you hummed, dipping your head down to run your tongue against her. Rue’s hips jolted as you began to kitten lick her pussy.

Your face twisted in pleasure, your tongue moving fast against her, just like bowling, it was a competition. Who could make the other cum first.

You tried to wiggle your hips against her to move your clit away from her tongue, but she grabbed your hips, keeping you still against her. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, biting back moans. You could feel your orgasm building and you prayed that Rue would finish first.

Pressure was building, your licks getting sloppier and sloppier, but so were Rue’s. You just had to hold off for a little longer.

You felt Rue’s legs shaking against you and you smirked, waiting a few seconds before you allowed yourself to cum also. Covering your mouth to suppress moans.

You moved off of her, leaning against the bed again, a content smile on your face. Rue sat next to you, hugging her legs.

“Suck shit, you came first,” you teased, to which Rue smiled. She held out her hand and you knitted your eyebrows together.

“Friends?” She asked.

You shook her hand. “Maybe a little more than friends,” you winked.

[writing-the-stars]

Unconditionally and Irrationally

Pairing: Rue Bennett x Fem!Reader, Platonic!Fezco x Reader

Summary: Fez calls you to watch over Rue after the Fentanyl incident

Warnings: Drugs, Irrational Decision Making, Mention of OD, Angsty Teen Vibes. Let Me Know If I Forgot Something

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Please send requests! Thank you for reading!

Masterlist

Rue Bennett is a forbidden name kept locked away in the shadows of your mind. It is a cursed name that is never to be uttered in fear of its effect on you.

And yet, that wretched name sat, flashing across your buzzing phone, enticing you with curiosity. You stared at the screen, a dilemma brewing inside you. On the one hand, you could ignore the tantalizing phone call, continue with your life as is, and leave the girl to her own devices. Or, you could succumb to the temptation and allow the siren to lure you back into her.

You shake your head as you sigh-- already knowing your choice. It was foolish of you to even entertain the idea that you would do anything other than answer the phone.

"Hello?" you call out to the silence on the other end, your voice shaking slightly in the anticipation of hearing her voice after all this time. "Yo, what's up? It's Fez," his husky voice a stark contrast to the addictive feminine one you were expecting. The warmth in your veins turns cold as your brain conjures scenarios for why Fez is on the other line and not Rue, "Is she okay?"

"Yeah, look. I'm gonna need a little help with Rue."

"Like, now?"

"Yeah. ASAP."

"Okay. I'm on my way."

-*-

The pouring rain beats against your skin as you peddle down the dark, slick roads of East Highland— your breath heaving. Your body is drenched to the bone and your muscles ache from the weight and speed of your movements, but you don't care. All that matters is the curly-haired brunette that makes you go against all your better judgment who, based on Fez's response, needs you urgently.

"Fez!" you scream out for the ginger, pounding heavily on his door. "What the hell, man? Calm down," you hear his leisurely prosody come from behind the cast iron screen protecting his home from the rest of the world.

"Where is she?"

He lets you in, pointing you towards the couch where Rue's unconscious body lies. "Oh, fuck Rue. What did you do?" you breathe out, crouching down by her side and brushing a strand of curls from her sweat-dampened skin. "You want me to get you a towel or something?" Fez inquires, taking note of your little shivers and the trail of water you produced.

"Yeah, thanks."

Maple brown eyes slowly start to peer up at you, a pool of emotions swirling inside of you. "Y/N. You're here," her soft voice announces, a smile dancing on her lips. A clammy hand reaches for your own damp ones, an act of reassurance that you're actually here with her and not a product of a drug-induced hallucination. "How long has she been like this?" you question the approaching footsteps behind you.

"Like, an hour, maybe."

"What did she take?"

"Fentanyl."

"What the fuck? You gave her fentanyl?" you turn on the tall ginger who did his best to keep her safe.

"I didn't give her shit, man. I told her ass to get out of here."

"Shh, Y/N. Don't be mad. This is a good thing. I'm so fucking happy," the brunette drawls in her euphoric state, eyes rolling to her skull. A weighted sigh escapes you as you take in her ghastly pallor, it killed you to know that this provides her with a joy you could never replicate. "Here," Fez calls, handing you a towel and one of his shirts. You smile gratefully, apologizing for your previous spat.

-*-

Towel dried hair hangs loosely around your visage— Fez's shirt dangles just below your knees. You stare into your reflection, hands desperately grasping the sink, supporting you and the weight of your emotions. You weren't sure if you had the strength to go through this with Rue. You loved her greatly, more than you should, but Rue's addiction caused her to be cruel. Her words were like knives and they cut you deeply— only just recovering from your last encounter. Continuing on this path would surely be detrimental. A rational person would leave now, while they still could— tell Fez they can't take care of her and never look back. A rational person certainly would not have come here tonight, or even answered the phone. But you are not a rational person, not when it comes to Rue.

Wiping the tears that broke free, you return to the living room where you left Rue— slipping in and out of consciousness— under the watchful eyes of Fez.

"Um, we can take her back to my place. My parents are out of town."

-*-

Blurry lights, distorted by the rain droplets on the glass windows, pass you by as Fez drives you down the wet, empty streets. The heavy rain and windshield wipers reverberate in the deafening silence as Rue sways lazily in your lap, sighs of content escaping her lips. "I can't believe you biked all the way over in this shit, man," Fez says to you, surprised by your continued commitment to her. He knew about what happened between the two of you before her overdose— how violent she had become and the awful thing she said. The moment she realized what she had done she regretted it immediately, begging Fez to take the memory away. So he gave her something that would make her forget, not realizing how much she had already taken.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you even answered the phone, but I figured it was worth a shot."

"You think I'm crazy, don't you? Doing all of this for a girl who basically said I was better off dead."

Fez shrugs his shoulders, pulling into your driveway, "I've seen people do crazier things for worse shit." The purr of the engine comes to halt, "You care a lot about Rue and she cares a lot about you. It's not crazy if you do something with it."

-*-

The soft call of your name falling from Rue's lips quickly draws your attention to the random video keeping you awake on your phone. You pad over to where the brunette lays in your bed– eyes searching for you. The sun creeps through your closed blinds illuminating abstract areas of her body. Despite having been heavily inebriated, she still looks angelic– although nothing could ever make Rue any less than beautiful in your eyes. 

"How do you feel?" you ask her, brushing a clump of her matted curls out of her face. The typical red flush that adorns her face has returned, easing the anxiety you had been holding onto all night. 

Glassy eyes stare back at you, burdened by the surge of emotions brewing inside of them. "I'm sorry," Rue says, voice cracking under the weight of her emotions, "For everything. For everything that I said to you, and for hurting you, and for dragging you into this. I care about you. A lot. You're one of the best things that have ever happened to me, so please don't leave me."

You embrace the curly-haired girl, stilling her shaking frame. Her head nuzzles into your neck, trembling breaths fanning your skin.

"Rue, it's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I love you– unconditionally and irrationally."

You pull back from her– hands framing her face and eyes showing nothing but sincerity. A soft smile creeps up her lips, "I love you too."

[thequeendesi]

Rose Gold Jewelry

Title: Rose Gold Jewelry

Alt Title: Drugs and Babies in the Same Sentence

Warnings: swearing, past addiction, single teen mom, ALLUDES to a certain ykw as baby daddy, sexual innuendo.

Disclaimer: I don’t own you or the euphoria franchise. I own the writing.

Pairing : Rue x Single Mom ! reader

A/N: I might make this a type of series? Different euphoria characters w single moms. Idk, lmk how yalld feel about that one.

Rue’s arms crossed over each other as her eyes drifted through the crowd. “Whatcha you lookin’ for Rue?” Fezco asked, blunt between his fingers as his eyes were on his ‘sister’. Taking a long drag, he passed the drug to Rue.

“(Name), she’s friends with Kat.” Rue responded, taking a drag. Fezco narrowed his eyebrows as he exhaled. “Why?” He asked, taking the blunt as Rue handed it off.

“She’s pretty. I like how she likes to wear rose gold jewelry to parties.” Rue shrugged, exhaling the smoke.

“Solid.” He nodded. “You ever talk to her?” He followed up, taking a hit of the slow burning grape rillo. “Shit no.” Rue scoffed.

“Well, prepare she’s coming over.” Fezco looked at Rue, putting out the blunt as he exhaled. Rue’s eyes darted before taking a deep breath. “Yea.” She sniffed, wiping her nose.

“Hi Fez.” (Name) said, smiling at her friend. “Hey.” He nodded, half smiling. “Are you being trouble?” She asked Fez, crossing her arms.

“Shit girl, you know well enough.” He rolled his eyes.

“Hold on, you two know each other?” Rue asked, looking at them. “Yea, neighbors before he moved with his grandma. Who might I add, is a fuckin’ G.” (Name) laughed a little.

“Y’all stayed friends since?” Rue asked, pulling her sleeves down her arms. “Yea. Best friends. Saved my life more than once. Not too long ago he saved me and my girl from homelessness.” (Name) said, putting her hands in her pockets.

“Y-your girl?” Rue asked, eyebrows furrowing. “Yea, Lorelei Noelle. My baby.” (Name) said. “Oh. Who’s the dad?” Rue asked before her own eyes widening at her impromptu-ness.

“Aha, I’d love to say, but unfortunately, he promised to ruin my life if I ever said anything.” (Name) half-joked, winking at the end of the sentence, hoping Rue picked up on her social cue.

Rue made a small face, nodding. A small indication that she understood and wouldn’t press further.

“You, uh, wanna dance?” Rue asked, pointing over her shoulder. “Yea.” (Name) smiled, grabbing Rue’s hand to help the intoxicated female up.

The two walked back inside. “You’re cute.” (Name) said in Rue’s ears, her hands on Rue’s shoulders as she swayed along to the music. “Cute?” Rue asked. “Nah, but ‘preciate it.” Rue laughed a little.

“Why though?” Rue’s face turned up as she questioned the female. “Because you’re not subtle when you stare at folks.” (Name) teased, grabbing Rue’s hands and placing her hands on (Name) lower back.

“You noticed, huh?” Rue sighed, internally swearing. “Who said I didn’t want you to notice and was just waitin’ for you to say somethin’?” Rue asked, narrowing her eyes. Not a total lie, but then again, not a total truth.

“Well, I hope you feel as if I granted a wish by comin’ over to tease my ex-neighbor.” (Name) winked. “Shit, definitely.” Rue nodded.

“S-so what’s it like? Bein’ a mom and shit.” Rue asked, trying to make conversation.

“Best decision I made. My tiny best friend. She’s just like me, and thankfully, looks nothing like her daddy.” (Name) laughed.

“Bet it’s easy to stay clean for a baby.” Rue said, holding the girl closer to her body. “Whole reason I got clean was for Lori, the easiest decision I ever made.” (Name) said.

“Awesome.” Rue nodded, acknowledging the past.

“So, how long were you planning on staring at me?” (Name) asked, tucking a stray piece of Rue’s hair behind her ear. “Forever, probably.” Rue answered, laughing a little.

“You wanna get out of here?” Rue asked. “Oh yea.” (Name) laughed, pulling back from Rue to lead the brunette to the door.

****

(Name) laughed sitting next to Rue the couch. “No! You didn’t!” She covered her mouth. “I did. Definitely the worst moment I’ve done. What about you?” Rue asked, crossing her arms as she leaned back into the couch. “Punched my baby’s grandmother in the chin at the end of a detox. It was the day before I officially found out about Lorelei.” (Name) said. “Why do you say ‘officially’?”

“Well, I had suspicions initially. Baby Daddy started acting like I didn’t exist, I went to his house.” (Name) started, leaning back against the couch. “His mom answered the door, which I half expected. Said some choice words, so I said choice words. She called me a slut and a distraction, I punched her in the chin.” (Name) shrugged. “I regret it now, but it was one of those things I wanted to do sober.”

Rue laughed a little. “Yea. That’s pretty bad.”

“Yea. But I have my mini-me, so it’s not not all bad. You grow, you become an adult. You grow up with your kid, it’s pretty cool. She’ll be 1 next month.” (Name) looked at Rue. “This is pretty refreshing though.”

“How so?” Rue asked, looking over at (Name). “Not being judged. Normally other girl’s I’ve been with hear about drugs and babies in the same sentence it sets off a wall thing. At least, has in the past.”

‘Fuck yes, girl’s. Which means multiple.’ Rue’s brain practically screamed. “No reason for me to judge you. I’ll be clean for a year in a month.” Rue smiled a little. “That’s something to be proud of.” (Name) smiled. “Remind me to help you celebrate your one year.”

“Can we celebrate 11 months?” Rue questioned, fingers moving up (Name)‘s knee to her inner thigh.

(Name) bit her lip as she moved her leg for Rue to obtain better access.

“I’d like to.” (Name) answered.

“Awesome.”

[myriadimagines]

Inevitable

Euphoria One Shot

Pairing: Reader x Rue Bennett

Other Characters: Jules Vaughn, Kat Hernandez, Lexi Howard, Cassie Howard, Maddy Perez

Warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption

Requester: anonymous

Request: “Euphoria one-shot with Rue Bennett where the reader and all the girls (Rue, Maddy, Cassie, Lexi, Kat) go out together. The reader (Rue’s best friend) brings their new girlfriend along and all the other girls try to get to know the gf except Rue, who has a crush on the reader and gets jealous. The other girls, preferably Lexi or Maddy, notice Rue’s crush on the reader.”

Word Count: 1446

A/N: i set this at a party since all the girls don’t really interact until the school dance at the end of the season. italicized parts are rue’s narration/voice over kinda parts if that wasn’t clear, and sorry there’s not much reader in this? anyway i wish i liked this rip i hate myself!

please reblog/leave comments, they’re very much appreciated!

Your name: submit What is this?

You know when things just feel wrong? Like, you don’t really have an explanation for it, but you just know deep down that something is off, so you’re left to feel this inevitable sense of doom? 

Jesus Christ, y/n, stop leaving me hanging and text me back already.

Rue glances down at her phone, frowning at the lack of notifications that fill her screen. Distractedly taking a sip from her plastic cup, she doesn’t even cringe at the bitter taste of alcohol that hits her tongue as she opens up her text messages. 

where r u, she had messaged to you, ten minutes ago. Ten fucking minutes ago.

Rue knows she’s being clingy, knows that ten minutes honestly isn’t that long. But when the two of you usually text nonstop, ten minutes is a pretty long time.

“Kat!” Jules exclaims, startling Rue slightly as her excited voice is barely loud enough to be heard over the music. Rue looks up as she feels Lexi’s elbow sharply jab into her side, and Rue reluctantly plasters on a smile as she tucks her phone into the pocket of her jeans. Jules leans over, grabbing Lexi and Rue’s wrists to pull them forward towards her and Kat, and Jules continues, “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

“I had to deal with the idiots who spilled beer all over the couch.” Kat huffs, clearly angered as she casts a glance over her shoulder, trying to keep an eye out for the rowdy group of boys that loudly holler in the middle of the living room. Turning back to Jules, she rolls her eyes as she scoffs, “Men. The amount of raging testosterone here is suffocating.”

Rue snickers slightly, before she quickly scrambles to grab her phone as she feels an almost imperceptible buzz in her pocket. Lexi blinks at her in surprise as Rue practically drops her phone out of excitement, but her expression quickly falls as she reads your response.

y/n: sorry sorry! we’re outside!!!!

‘We’re’ outside? Who the fuck is ‘we’? 

Lexi leans over to glance at Rue’s phone before she can hide it, and she looks up at Rue as she remarks, “Should we go outside to meet y/n?”

“Yeah, uh, sure.” Rue responds, trying to ignore the dread she can feel creeping up in her chest. Turning on her heel and leaving Jules and Kat to rapidly talk about which boys at East Highland are the most annoying, Rue makes her way to the front door, with Lexi trailing behind her. Taking a deep breath, she pulls the front door open, her heart skipping a beat as she sees you. A bright smile immediately shines on your face, and you throw your arms around Rue as the two of you stumble backwards.

“Hey, I’m so sorry I’m late, it took me forever to decide on an outfit.” you say, the words tumbling out of your mouth so fast Rue can barely process them all. Rue chuckles, shaking her head as the two of you pull apart, but her smile falters as she sees another girl lingering behind you, cautiously watching the two of you. You look over your shoulder, following Rue’s gaze, and you reach out for the girl’s hand, pulling her towards you as Rue can feel the air knocked out of her lungs. “Rue, this is my girlfriend…” 

Holy shit, this cannot be happening. Someone wake me up right now.

Rue blinks at you as you beam at her, and all Rue can focus on is how your arm is wrapped around this other girl’s waist, how happy the two of you look together. She doesn’t even listen to you when you introduce her, and Rue struggles to get over her shock as she tries to peel her eyes away from you.

Quickly jumping in, Lexi remarks, “I’m Lexi, it’s so nice to meet you. Let’s, um, go in and find the others.”

Lexi reaches out to grab Rue’s arm, steering her back into the party as Rue struggles to snap herself out of her trance. She feels Lexi pull her to a stop as you let out a delighted squeal, rushing up to Jules and Kat, who are now joined by Cassie and Maddy. Jules lets out a cheer as she wraps an arm around you, squeezing you in an excited hug, and Cassie laughs, clearly tipsy as she sways ever so slightly. Rue watches from a distance as you introduce your girlfriend to the others, all of them smiling politely at her as they lean forward to give her welcoming hugs. 

And Rue hates how comfortably your girlfriend already looks within the group.

Chugging down the rest of her drink, Rue storms out, leaving Lexi alone in the crowd as she shoves her way past her classmates, making her way to the backyard as she breathes in the cool night air. She swallows it, trying to extinguish the fiery jealousy that ignites her chest, and she plops down on a lawn chair, swiping away the discarded plastic cups on top and letting them fall onto the lawn 

Having a crush fucking sucks. But do you know what’s even worse than having a crush? Having to watch said crush date someone else. 

Rue casts a glance across the backyard, where she can see you and your girlfriend dancing inside the house, smiles lighting up your faces as you twirl around, fingers intertwined as you let out a giddy laugh as you drunkenly stumble forward, momentarily losing your balance before your girlfriend quickly catches you. Something inside of Rue’s chest clenches as the both of you smile at each other, before your girlfriend gently leans forward to plant a kiss on your lips, and you giggle as you pull her closer, deepening the kiss. 

Rue peels her eyes away, so absorbed in her own thoughts and her own jealousy she doesn’t even notice Lexi approach, cautiously making her way towards Rue. Rue buries her face in her hands, trying to get rid of the image of you and your girlfriend together, and she startles as she hears the creak of the chair opposite her. Looking up, she sees Lexi offering her a soft, almost pitying smile, and she remarks, “Not enjoying the party?”

“Since when does y/n have a girlfriend?” Rue can’t help but blurt, unable to hide her emotions any longer, and Lexi presses her lips together. Quickly trying to shrug it off, Rue waves her hand, stammering, “I mean, I’m… I’m just curious, don’t you think it kind of came out of the blue—?”

Lexi doesn’t speak for a moment, picking at the edge of her skirt as Rue nervously chews her lip. She casts a glance inside the house again, spotting you and your girlfriend still dancing together, and Rue feels a pang in her chest that knocks the air out of her. She sucks in a sharp breath, her foot bouncing against the ground as she can feel her emotions getting the better of her, and Lexi suddenly asks, “Do you like y/n?”

Rue blinks at her, gulping down her words as she quickly avoids eye contact. She can’t even muster up the strength to deny it, and Lexi’s expression falls as she drags her chair closer to Rue. Trying to get Rue to look at her, Lexi urges, “Rue… you have to tell her.”

“Why?” Rue snaps, quickly defensive. “She’s fuckin’ dating someone now, what’s the point?”

“Well, are you just going to bottle up all your feelings then?” Lexi counters, raising an eyebrow, and Rue grits her teeth before letting out a deep sigh. The two of them sit in silence before Lexi finally asks, “What are you going to do, then?”

Rue can feel tears prickling at the edges of her eyes, and she looks up one last time at the house. You’re by yourself now, your girlfriend having disappeared someone into the crowd, and Rue can’t help but smile as she sees you laugh with Jules over a private joke. For a brief moment, you look out into the backyard, a smile lighting up your face as you see Rue. You wave at her, grinning at her in a way that makes Rue momentarily forget everything around her, and her spirits lift. 

Just as Rue raises her hand to wave back at you, your girlfriend reappears, offering you a drink and stealing your attention away. Rue’s hand falls limply to her side, and she turns to look back at Lexi.

“I… I don’t know, Lex.” Rue finally admits, shoulders slumping as she lets tears fall down her face. “I don’t know.”

tag list: @mockingjaygirl1221​

[simpurnatural]

Fucked Up - Fez

Fezco x Reader

Simpurnatural’s Grand Masterlist

Note from Nat: “Season 2 has been so good so far!”

Warning ⚠️: SPOILER WARNING FOR EUPHORIA, Smut, Swearing, Violence, Angst

Pairing(s): Fezco x Reader, Maddy x Reader (siblings/platonic)

As it turns out, the guy you’ve been hooking up with is the dude who just beat up your sister’s ex boyfriend. And just before you think it couldn't get worse, you still went home with Fez.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I AM WORKING ON (3) REQUESTS <3

“No Church In The Wild” - JAY-Z, KANYE WEST, FRANK OCEAN, THE-DREAM 

Growing up, Maddy was the kid her parents always put in the spot light. No matter how big or small her accomplishments were. It didn’t matter if what she was doing was molly or being in cheer, she was their little princess. 

Y/n on the other hand? Became overlooked the day Maddy came into this God forsaken world. Yet she loved her little sister more than anyone could even imagine. But when their mom began sticking her nose in where it shouldn’t be, that’s when shit went south.

“You know that Maddy looks up to you!” your mom sobs as she began throwing away all the weed scattered around the room. “¿En dónde te equivocaste? (Where did you go wrong?)“ she asks.

“Me? You should be asking yourself because frankly, you don’t give a flying fuck about me!” you reply, mascara running down your face. “It’s always Maddy did this! Maddy does that! Do you know why I smoke?” you interrogated.

“¡Oh Dios mío! (Oh my God!)” your mom proclaims and ran out of your clearly neglected room.

“Because it helps me forget for just a second how much of pain in the ass everyone in this house is!” you proclaimed before getting up and following her out the door.

“Don’t speak to your mother like that!” your dad hollers from his ottoman causing you to roll your eyes.

“Oh please. You haven’t slept anywhere else besides that fucking chair for years. Shut the fuck up,” you spat as a door creaked open. 

“Y/n?” Maddy croaked, peaking her head out slightly. 

Now she didn’t deserve the brunt of your anger, especially if she didn’t fully understand why you were so upset. It became dead silent in the house for a moment. Your dad still taking swigs at his beer while your mom’s entire being shook with every quiet sob.

Instead of saying anything, you marched into your room and slammed the door shut. You checked every crevice and hidey hole in your room for a blunt but to no avail. 

“Fuck,” you grumbled before grabbing your wallet and keys then sneaking out your bedroom window.

Jumping into your car, Maddy stuck her head out her window. Sharing a sad smile, she waved to you and you waved back. 

You were heading to Fez’s apartment because you needed him to hook you up with the good shit. The two of you share an interesting history together, it was all touch and go from the start. He introduced you to marijuana at the beginning of last summer...

Fresh out of high school, you were planning on taking the fall semester off as an extended break. Someone hosted a house party for all the graduates but basically all of student body was there. As expected, the party was a fucking banger and you found yourself face to face with the all-around-town drug dealer, Fezco. 

“Ever tried weed?” he asks as you both walked around the packed backyard. 

“Nope,” you replied quickly, “I have never done drugs or smoked anything in my life,”

“I can tell. But you drink?” he asks, motioning to your red solo cup.

“Only on occasion. Mainly parties,” you explain and looked down at the tequila.

“Well you gon’ like this,” he chuckles before lighting a blunt. “Try,” he insists.

“Okay,” you blush, taking it from him and putting it to your lips. “Shit-” you coughed after taking a sharp inhale.

“Nah you gotta do it like this,” he instructs as he took it back and took a hit. 

You did as you were told and that was the moment you got hooked. At that point, you weren’t sure if it was to Fez or the drugs. Almost every day that summer consisted of you hanging out with him. And you didn’t tell a single soul.

Your parents would flip if they figured out that you were seeing Fez. But it was fairly easy to sneak in and out of the house since everything else took up all their time anyway. It’s not like they gave a shit about you in the first place.

“A kiss here,” Fez says, pointing to his cheek. “Here. And right here,” he says pointing to the other then to his lips.

You were having a smoke on the steps next to his place. The sun was setting and neither of you had a care in the world.

“Yeah?” you asked as the blunt stayed steady between your finger tips. 

“Yup,” he nods before you leaned closer.

“Here. Here. And-” you cut-off once your lips landed on his. 

One hand was on your cheek and the other was on your upper thigh. His kisses were better than drugs and that’s saying something. Despite his reputation, you had never been so at ease with someone like him in your entire life...

“Nah man,” Fez tsked, shaking his head.

“Why not? I have the money,” you reply, holding the wad of cash in your hand

“I don’t need you goin’ crazy and shit,” he says. “Weren’t you here like two days ago?” he asks.

“Yeah but my mom went through my room and threw everything away,” you groaned. “Please Fez,” you sighed and crossed your arms.

“Is that why you lookin’ like you been crying?” he asks.

“Yeah. So please just...” you voice trailed off as you handed him the cash.

“Okay,” he says, pulling some pot out of his back pocket. “But one thing though-”  he began as you leaned forward to grab it. “Come with me to that New Year’s party,” he smiles with your faces now centimetres apart. 

“Bet,” you hummed before swerving to give him a peck on the cheek and took the bag.

“Ay, gimme a real kiss!” he sighs as you made your way to the front door. 

“Come here and take one,” you reply, pouting your lips. 

Fez made his way over and pulled you in. You giggled into the kiss as his hand squeezed your ass slightly.

“Fuckin’ nasty,” Ash grumbled.

...

“What’s good McKay?” you asked as your former classmate approached.

“College. You?” he asks before taking a sip of his drink.

“I’m about to head to the east coast for uni! Spring semester!” you replied, trying to be heard over the loud music.

“Dope, have you seen Cassie?” he questions and you turned to scan the room.

“Not yet,” you replied, “Her sister is looking for her too, said that she took off on their way here,” you inform.

“Oh thanks!” McKay responds before walking further into the house.

“Guess who?” a familiar voice asked as a hand covered your eyes.

“Fez?” you ask and spun around, making eye contact with his ocean blues. “Hey!” you smile then offering him your cup.

“What’s in it?” he asks as he placed his hands on your hips.

“Malibu!” you replied, watching him take sip a before handing it back. “Good right?”

“It’s tight,” Fez nods with a smile. “I like what you got goin’ on here. The aura and shit,” he says then motions to your black leather jacket and corduroy mini skirt. “Hey, is that my shirt?” he asks, tugging on your top.

“Yeah,” you shrug as you moved your body to the music. “Wanna dance?” you offered.

“Nah I don’t really dance,” he shook his head with a chuckle. “I’ll watch you dance though,” he offers causing your ears to perk up.

“Okay,” you reply and moved towards the crowd, Fez watched in amusement as propped himself up against the sofa.

Raising your drink to the ceiling, you swayed your hips to the beat. You kept eye contact with each other and his smile just kept growing wider. Carefree suited you despite your ambitious dreams.

“I hope you get some dick tonight!” Maddy said as she shimmied through the sea of people. 

“What?” you asked, thinking you heard incorrectly. “Get dick?” you reiterated.

“These are like your final days of being a bad bitch!” she reminds, “You’re moving out for college and shit. So go all out!” she cheered and began grinding on the guy behind her.

“You’re right!” you hollar, nodding to her, “Have fun with him!” you oohed before going off to find Fez.

“Y/n!” he hollered, getting up from his seat on the couch. “Hold this for me?” he asks and handed you his sweater.

“Of course,” you nod and inhaled his cologne. 

“Everyone, everyone! One minute till fuckin’ New Years!” the guy who hosted cheered and everyone else joined in.

Fez took your hand into his and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. But his eyes drifted to someone in the distance, Nate Jacobs. You quickly put two and two together. He was about to sucker punch him into the new year.

“We’re gonna head out soon, okay?” he asks over the everyone’s ten-second countdown.

“Yeah,” you smiled, still holding his hand. 

“5...

4...

3...

2...

1″

“Happy New Years, baby!” he shouts before reeling you in for a kiss.

“Go fuck him up,” you whisper in his ear after pulling away.

From a safe distance, you watched him shatter a glass bottle over Nate’s head then proceed to beat the shit out of him. You didn’t know Fez had that much anger built up in him. A smile couldn’t help but creep its way onto your lips.

“Oh my God!” Cassie exclaimed. “Fezco stop!”

“Get off of him!” Maddy shouted as McKay tried to pull him away from Nate.

“Chill, chill, chill! Come on, guys!” the host sighed, pulling them apart before it got any crazier.

“Y/n help us!” your sister pleaded, you stopped in your tracks.

Fez grabbed your hand and began pulling you towards the door. Maddy looked up from the floor to you, mouth agape in surprise.

“No wonder you’re so fucked up in the head,” she scoffed. “You’re dating a crack-ass!” she says and you dropped his hand. 

“Says the little girl that dressed up like a fucking slut!” you reply and pointed at her accusingly. “That lied to everyone about blacking out and getting raped! And always goes back to the same abusive psychopath! Quit acting like you’re the shit and grow up Maddy!” you ridiculed.

Everyone oohed as the scene unfolded, you flipped her off before heading out. Fez was right behind you with his hand on the small of your back.

“That shit was crazy,” he muttered as you both made your way to his car.

“Tell me about it,” you huff as his brother emerged from the driver’s seat. “Hey Ash,” you waved and crammed into the backseat.

“What took you guys so fuckin’ long?” he asked, the car pulling out of the driveway. 

“Fez just whooped Nate Jacobs’s sorry ass,” you inform.

“Damn,”

...

Ash said he’d rather shoot himself in the head than hear you two fuck, so he stayed in the car. You and Fez barely got through the door and his lips crashed against yours.

“Fez,” you moaned as his lips attached themselves to your neck. 

“Yeah?” he mumbled against your sweet spot. 

Something inside you bubbled at how his eyes looked into yours with such adoration. 

“I wanna ride you,” you confessed as you both stumbled into his room. 

“Be my guest,” he replies yanking off his shirt and kicking off his jeans and boxers. 

Pushing him on the bed, you climbed on top of him before pulling your shirt over your head. Fez pushed himself up against the headboard as you kissed him again, pumping his length. 

“Fuck you’re so hot,” he says, “Keep the skirt on,” he instructs before resting his hands behind his head. 

He watched you guide your pussy down his cock, moaning as your walls expanded around it. Rocking your hips back and forth and throwing your head back at the euphoric feeling. 

Fez wished he could capture this moment, not because of the sex but because of how intimate the moment was. There was something almost forbidden about your relationship with him which made it so thrilling. He was your poison and you were his antidote.

[bingoboingobongo]

easy

Pairing: Rue Bennett (Euphoria) x Reader

Type: Fluff

Summary: Rue notices you in her pre-calculus class, and she realizes that she can't live without you.

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: mentions of drugs and addiction

A/N: hii, this fic is written in second person rather than third person like my last fic, i did this because 1. i was requested to, and 2. it keeps it more gender neutral and it would have been kinda confusing to use feminine pronouns for both rue and the reader. i'm still trying to develop my writing style, (you can probably tell i like metaphors and lists of three lol), but it's still in the works, so if you have a preference for third person or second person please tell me! also apologies if the ending dialogue is weird, it's late and i don't have much practice writing confessions. as always, likes/reblogs and constructive criticism are always welcome, thank you for reading :)

Masterlist

Rue couldn’t exactly say that she “liked” doing drugs. She relished the relief they gave her, the escape. They provided a quiet moment for her, a moment where she could be free from the things that constantly plagued her thoughts, self-doubts about her place in the world, anxiety about her future, the fear of forgetting her dad. To her, drugs were like a ship, strong, sturdy, and secure, keeping her safe from the cacophony of the chaotic waves of her life that constantly threatened to crash onto her safe deck. But that didn’t mean she “liked” doing drugs.

Rue did drugs because she had to, not because she necessarily wanted to. Quite the opposite in fact, Rue wanted more than anything to be completely sober, to be free from the strangling grasp that narcotics had on her, to finally appease the little voice in her mind that chastised her everytime she lit a joint or swallowed some pills. But like everything else in her life, it was hard to stop; it was so, so hard, and she was so, so tired, and at the end of the day, it was just so, so easy to give up, to give in, to stop trying. It was easy, and after everything she had been through, Rue thought she deserved something easy. 

Rue had noticed you a few times throughout high school, mostly just passing glances, cursory stares, polite hellos, but the first time Rue saw you, truely, genuinely, sincerely saw you, was on the first day of junior year in one of Rue’s least favorite classes, pre-calculus. 

Rue didn’t do very well in school, she was barely passing her classes and she didn’t have the willpower to actually make an effort to get her grades up. Besides, the idea of spending her time listening to her teacher drone on and on about trigonometric functions or parametric curves seemed trivial when compared to the idea of spending her time staring at you. You, who sat just one seat away from her. Close enough that she could listen to the way you sighed everytime you were faced with a particularly hard question, close enough that she could watch your jaw clench whenever the people around you were being especially loud, close enough that she could know you, but not close enough for you to know her, and she liked it like that, the security that the distance created. It allowed Rue to observe you, watch you, examine you, all without making herself known.

At first, Rue equated her obsession with you to just being simple curiosity. She told herself that what drew her to you was just inquisitiveness, that you were just a naturally intriguing person. She tried her best to ignore the way her heart fluttered whenever you walked by her desk on the way to yours, she tried to ignore the lopsided smile that always found its way onto her face when she thought about you, she tried to ignore the way her stomach erupted into butterflies everytime you briefly made eye contact with her. For the most part she was successful, and when she wasn’t, she could always trust her pills to quiet her mind.

After a while though, it started to get a lot harder to dismiss you. Rue felt like she was seeing you more and more; you were no longer the girl she saw for an hour during pre-calculus, you were the girl that she saw in the hallways, during lunch, at parties, even at Fezco's store. It had gotten to the point where she wasn’t sure if you had started going out more, or if she was just finally noticing you for the first time. You were like a disease, plaguing her every thought, infecting her daily routine, even contaminating the blissful peace that drugs typically brought her, and yet Rue had never been more happy to be sick.

It had been nearly a month of staring before Rue spoke to you. She was surprised when it happened; she hadn’t necessarily planned on ever talking to you, content to just spend her time watching you, listening to you, occasionally daydreaming about you. So when you walked up to her and asked her to be your partner for an assignment, Rue was pretty sure either one out of two things was happening, she was either daydreaming, or she had overdosed and was now in heaven. While Rue spent most of her time attending church sermons dozing off, she did know that doing drugs was not the kind of activity that got people into heaven, so she felt it was safe to assume that the former was the truth. It wasn’t until you repeated your question that she realized that everything was happening in the real world and not just in her head. And that truth excited her.

After Rue’s first interaction with you, the two of you were practically inseparable. She lived for the sound of your voice, the melody of your laughter, even the harmonies you would hum under your breath as you were doing busy work. You were intoxicating, exhilarating, addicting, and Rue was definitely an addict.

Rue wouldn’t consider herself a particularly religious person. Her mom definitely was, but Rue wouldn’t say the same about herself. If God was real, why did he kill her dad? Why did he get her addicted to drugs? Why did he have to make her life so hard? Why couldn’t he have introduced you to her sooner? Rue wasn’t a religious person, but it didn’t take a religious person to know you were a gift from God.

The hard thing about you however, was that you didn’t necessarily approve of Rue’s drug addiction. You understood why she did it, and it wasn’t hard to comprehend why it was so hard to stop, but you had made it known early on that you didn’t support her drug usage. She knew that you didn’t disapprove because of malice, or because you wanted her to suffer, you did it because you didn’t want her to hurt herself like she had in the past, she knew you did it because you wanted the best for her, you did it because you wanted her to be safe.

When she first started easing off the drugs, Rue thought it was going to be hell. Staying addicted to drugs was easy, and Rue loved easy, but she also loved you, even if she didn’t know it yet; and it was those unknown feelings that kept her motivated. The more and more time she spent with you, the less and less time she spent high. Rue was scared that you were going to leave her, and despite your constant reassurance that you were determined to stay, she couldn’t help but worry, after all, she felt like people were constantly abandoning her or letting her down, and she would be damned if you were one of them. 

When you were together, Rue liked to spend her time cataloging things she liked about you. She adored the way you would get invested in the crappy reality TV shows she watched, she admired the way you would bury your face in your hands when she complimented you, and she craved the way your body would rack with laughter when she would tell you what she considered to be the worst jokes ever, and noticing the little things was so, so much easier when she was sober.

It was this habit of hers, her constant cataloging of the things she liked about you that led her to where she was now. Sitting on her bed, with you at her side, and an old season of Love Island playing on the laptop on the foot of her bed. You had your eyes glued to the screen, conflicted as you watched your favorite character get with one of the most annoying contestants on the show. Unbeknownst to you, Rue was also dealing with her own inner conflict, but for different reasons, mainly because the reason was you.

Rue had tried to tell herself that you were just friends, that the excitement that she felt whenever she saw you was purely platonic. But now, seeing you next to her, Rue wasn’t so sure. Rue thought about all the things she liked about you, she thought about what life would be like without you, she thought about how you made her feel. She knew you made her feel happy, but it was more than that. You provided a relief, a bliss, a paradise not even drugs could supply. To her, drugs were a ship that kept her safe and protected from the choppy waves of her life, but you were better. You didn’t protect her from the waves, you calmed them. You added order to the violent, thrashing, sea that was her life. Rue couldn’t fathom living without you, you were a breath of fresh air in a polluted world, and she needed air like an asthmatic. The thought of losing you terrified her, but the thought of being able to call you hers exhilarated her. 

She was constantly fighting the little voice in her head that told her to stop, to not tread any further past where she already was, to be satisfied with just a friendship. But Rue was tired of fighting, she wanted more and she didn’t know what else she had left to lose when not having you hurt so bad. 

Until she made the mistake of looking back at you, because that was what was at stake, her prized possession that she couldn’t bear to lose, you. The idea of not having you hurt, but the mere prospect of losing you completely was a death sentence. She gazed at you longingly, trying to memorize everything about you in case she messed it up. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even hear you talking to her.

“I mean, can you believe this? Literally, why would he pick her? She is the most annoying contestant on here!” you exclaimed annoyedly as you watched the show in front of you. “I mean look at this Rue, can you believe — Rue? Hello? Earth to Rue Bennet?”

“Uh what? Yeah, yeah, you’re definitely right,” 

“Really?” you mused, “what am I right about then?”

��Um, the, the thing that you were talking about,” she stammered, hoping her answer would satisfy you. Unfortunately, it didn’t, because you looked at her with a suspicious stare and a devilish smirk on your face.

“Penny for your thoughts, Miss Rue Bennet?” you teased, “it looks like you got a lot on your mind.”

“Not really, I was just thinking about us, that’s all.”

“Yeah? Were you thinking about how I’m the best friend ever?” you joked, putting your hands on your chest in a dramatic display.

“Actually, I was thinking… I was thinking that…” Rue bit her lip nervously, loving you was a gamble, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to roll her dice. Rue took a deep breath, staring into your adoring eyes, and it was the way that you stared at her that convinced her to give up, to give in, to finally stop fighting the voice in her head.

“I think, I think I like you,” she whispered. Her stomach dropped as she watched your smile disappear. Ice filled her veins and her stomach twisted as she waited for your imminent rejection.

“Really?” you breathed, heart frozen in anticipation. Rue nodded, her hands fidgeting restlessly in her lap and her lips pressed together, “because I think I like you too,” you confessed.

This time it was Rue’s turn to be shocked, out of all the times she fantasized about confessing to you, she never actually thought you’d reciprocate her feelings. “You’re not messing with me are you?” Rue asked, still reluctant to accept the truth that she so desperately desired.

“No, are you?” you asked, suddenly petrified that Rue might have just been playing a sick joke on you. But all your fears are wiped away when Rue enthusiastically shakes her head, a smile forming on her lips.

Rue knew that she looked like an idiot, love-sick and foolish, as she sat on her bed staring at you with a dopey grin. But when you asked her to be your girlfriend, Rue thought her heart was about to explode right out of her chest. She vehemently agreed, because how could she not? You were the answer she had been waiting for her entire life, the solution that she needed to save herself from the pit of self-destruction she was trapped in, you were her new fix, and she was addicted.

Rue was no stranger to hardship, her dad passed away, she got addicted to drugs, she overdosed, the list goes on and on. Rue knew she deserved something easy, she was so, so tired, and drugs were so, so easy, but in the end, loving you was so, so much easier, and Rue loved easy.

[kebvurn]

Rue x fem! reader

Plot summary: You and rue had history, the two of you were previously best friends but you realized that you wanted to be way more then just ‘friends’, the friendship ended in a kiss that she initiated. You freaked out and stopped talking to her. Which left her confused, a year later you see her at an party. You two run into each other in a bathroom and you confessed after all these months not talking to her.

A/N:If you’re asking about Jules, this specifically doesn’t include her and this is strictly about y/n and rue. tbh, Jules is lowkey an asshole but don’t @ me tho. Also this will take place in the beginning of season 1.

Tw?:Arguing, misogyny, unwanted attention, panic attack, making out, angst, public make out, bathroom intimacy.

Favorite dress

You had been dreading to go to this party Maddie had been inviting you to, she went through and decided on an appealing dress to wear to mckay’s party. You sat in the passenger seat with the girls as music blasts from the car all of you girls were in. You mainly didn’t want to go because all the football team was there and they were all misogynistic assholes especially Nate. You never understood why maddy chose to be with his crazy ass but it was none of your business.

“So, um y/n you heard about rue?” Cassie asked, you’ve haven’t talked about rue since the two of you stopped being friends. Which fucked everything up, you thought about her since the day you two kissed. You felt like such an idiot for ghosting her for a kiss that you wanted. In reality you wanted her lips against your in every way but you were confused with yourself so you fled.

“Yeah…at this point who didn’t” you muttered before looking out the window with a sigh. Lexi shot y/n a reassuring look how the two of them were so close to her. Kat huffed, “can we not talk about this? we’re bouta get fucked up!” Maddie changing the direction of the conversation which made everyone chant and laugh.

Once all of you rolled into the neighborhood that McKay lived in, maddy had parked near the home before all of you emerged from the car. Music blasting from inside the house, so many people in the house. Inside and out, the home was huge it was quite surprising how many people could fit in there. The 5 of you emerged from the car, shutting the door behind you. You looked down at your dress, it really did worry you since they were a lot of unwanted attention and horny disgusting men at these types of party.

You did look great, your curled hair was let down. Gold mini hoops, gold rings. A cute little butterfly necklace that drew attention to her chest. The white dress complimented her curves. Maddy had noticed you eyeing your outfit and had grabbed your hand. “Bitch you look amazing, c’mon let’s go inside.” she reassured before they walked inside hand and hand.

The two of you strutted in and already noticed some eyes on you and maddy. You felt a bit uncomfortable but confident. Maddy didn’t mind since she gets this kind of attention regularly. “Hey mamas, looking good.” some guy said to the both of you, you rolled your eyes. Maddie eyes the guy, “Ew.” she said disgusted dismissing the guy which made you chuckle. You both walk right past him. “You gonna make Nate jealous tonight?” she asked, cupping her ear so they could hear each other. Maddie shook her head making her way to the drinks. “Of course babes.” she replied with a smirk. A blonde guy approached her asking her to dance or something you couldn’t hear since the music was blasting throughout the house. Maddie gave you a mischievous grin before she went off with the guy. Your attention went back to the drinks, you poured yourself a slim amount of alcohol before downing it all. Before you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. “What the f-” you turned your head to reveal a random drunk guy.

“W-Wanna dance baby?” The guy slurred, you shook your head violently. “Get away from me!” you yelled before you had fought yourself out of his grip. Punching him in the face before you walked off with tears in your eyes. This caused quite a scene, people watched as the guy laid on the floor rolling in pain before you had ran away from the guy. Quickly making your way to the bathroom as you felt your breath getting heavier and it got harder to breath. The door shut behind you as you went to the mirror placing them on the sides of the sink as you tried not to cry.

“Y/N…?” A voice called out which absolutely terrified you. You jumped a bit before searching the room with your eyes, it was rue. Your eyes widened. She laid on the floor with a joint in her hand, her elbows holding her up as she stared up at you. You gasped, it was the first time in a while you two have seen each other. “Rue?!” you said as tears welded back into your eyes as you remembered what happened between you two. Rue had a smug grin on her face, you had slid against the wall so you could sit down next to her. “Fuck I didn’t even realize you were in here.” Y/N breathed out as she looked over at rue. Rue sat up and looked over at you, eyeing your outfit and your face. “You’re still beautiful as I remember.” she replied, you felt your cheeks heat up at the compliment.

You wiped the tears from earlier as rested your head on rues shoulder. “I’m so sorry for not being there for you when you went through everything. I-I missed you…” she admitted with a soft hiccup wiping her tears, “It’s all good Y/N…I’m good now.” she slowly replied, she moved her head to look over at y/n. “It’s not okay…it’s not I just ghosted you and didn’t even realize what was going on with you- I was suppose to be your best friend” y/n ranted, rue eyebrow lifted realizing how much y/n cares for her. “It’s not your fault…” rue argued, more tears fell from your eyes as you explained yourself. A familiar song started blasting throughout, your favorite dress. “The night we kissed…I wanted it so bad, I wanted you so bad but I was so confused with myself I fled…fuck I want you so bad.” You admitted as rue stared up into your eyes. Her hand found the way up to your cheek as both or you turned your heads to look at each other. “You want me?” she asked with a smugly smirk.

You shook your head yes with a smile, before you had when in for a hungry kiss closing your eyes as you leaned in. Your lips connected, it was a make up kiss for abandoning her for the last kiss. You had moved on top of her straddling her. Putting her hand around her neck and the other on the side of rues cheek as you took control of the kiss. Her hands wrap about your hips. Adding a bit of tongue as rue opened her mouth more, both of your tongue glided and danced around in your mouths as you two kiss. You pulled away so both of you could breath. You heavily breathe while you looked down at rue, rue looked back up at you with a smile. “God I fucking missed you…” she muttered looking up with her glossy eyes.

A/N:short oneshot but dm me if you have any ideas!!

[hugozboom]

Enabler

FEZCO X READER

TW: Language. Drugs.

plot: after you have a panic attack over lost drugs fez just wants you to quit.

lowercase intended

enjoy!

you lye in your bed feeling as if you are spinning. the adrenaline rush felt so good. you thought back to the fight you had with your boyfriend, now ex boyfriend, earlier about your addiction. your parents were loaded but never around making your house the perfect place for a huge party.

you stumbled down the stairs onto the couch in the first living room and called everyone you knew...and they called everyone they knew and so on.

soon and fast your house filled with everyone in town, including fezco, your now current ex.

you found yourself losing your high, putting you in a bad and spiteful mood. you found yourself dancing on everyone at the party trying to keep a good spirit but you felt the eyes.

while grabbing a drink you bumped into ashtray. he shook his head, "you're playing a really dangerous game y/n."

"we both know im great at pissing people off," you poured pink whitney into your red cup, "that's what im doing."

"come on you know that's such a bad idea. why don't you just get clean," you rolled your eyes and walked away. you snuck into your bedroom pulling out your secret stash of oxy, the stash you hid in your closet since fez tended to sleep over often. as you placed the pills on your tongue you heard a few knocks.

"y/n. hey we need to talk," fez stated on the other side. you swallowed hard and scrambled to hide the drugs, "hang on," you say in a flustered manner. once you swung open the door, your heart ached.

he looked at you with those eyes, the ones you fell in love with...but you started to feel the pills. you started to fidget with your hands as the two of you sat on your bed. completely out of it, you attempted to communicate.

"ion know, i think we should like try again," he was nervous. you were happy to hear him say that but here you were doing the exact thing that led to your break up in the first place.

"i don't know. i'm an addict," you sighed as the giggles rumbled in your stomach, "i need help."

fez nodded, "i know and i wanna help you. i dunno if i can watch you shake ass on anyone else anymore. i need my girl and...i know you can do it for real. it just scared me.  ion wanna lose you y/n," he took a sip of whatever was in his cup.

"that panic attack that you had over the fact that you didn't have drugs, it was scary you know. you shouldn't get like that over some drugs," he eyed you oddly as you zoned out just listening to what he was saying. you were so out of it.

"y/n...?" he called. it sounded like an echo at that point. He shook his head, "you high again...y/n...y/n come on man," he started to get up and leave. you knew if he left it was over, he was so disappointed.

"fez  wait please," you sniffed feeling tears coming as you grabbed his arm, "this was the last time. i was just upset you were mad at me. PLEASE. fez please."

"nah man i don't feel like losing more people. i told you. i'm done."

"fez..."

"it sucks cause i really give a fuck about you,"  he sighed and took your hand off his arm. just like that he left...left you crying and high.

the next day was foggy, school moved slow and soon you were back in your room laying with rue...high again.

"have you ever just thought." you say slowly forgetting what you were going to say. rue smiled, "thought what?"

"fuck em," for you, you meant everyone, for rue she probably meant jules. you both had your fair share with relationships recently. rue and jules just recently broke up. jules took off somewhere and rue stumbled upon you at fez's house. what made you more upset was that fezco gave you drugs first. you had really bad anxiety ever since you left your hometown. the new neighborhood was a big adjustment. so he gave you oxy's first. it just went from there.

"shit i have that meeting thing," rue rolled her self up to her feet, "you goin anywhere...i don't really wanna go back home."

"i'll be here," you say closing your eyes. rue left but the aching in your heart remained. you missed fez. you needed him. he was kind of the only thing keeping you here on earth.

you stuffed yourself into a hoodie and shorts and waddled over to fez's. thankfully he opened the door but he kept the screen door closed.

"what do you want y/n. we all out and i ain't sellin to you no more."

you shook your head, tears streaming down your face, "no no i don't want drugs i came to...i came to uhm talk." you couldn't even look at him.

for once you weren't high. not yet anyways.

"go ahead."

"you not gonna open the door?"

"it depends on what you say."

you sighed and explained to him how much you cared. you did want help but you couldn't do it without him. you WOULDN'T do it without him. ever.

"fez please just help me..please i-i need you and i miss you so fucking much," you slammed your fists into your thighs in frustration.

"you did this to me fez. to hell with all that leaving shit you did this to me and now you gotta make it better. you gotta- you gotta help..." your voice trailed off.

as you looked down you heard the screen door open then you felt a pair of arms wrap around you. just like that you were home and you were ready to become you again.

[seraqx]

thirteen

pairing: fezco x f!reader

summary: fezco finally has the guts to tell you how much he loves you.

words: 942

warnings: swearing, fluff

authors note: hellooo!! this is my first time writing on tumblr, and so i hope you guys enjoy! if you have any tips please let me know <3

when you two were thirteen, fezco knew you were the kind of girl he wanted to be with. the kind of girl who he would protect, and made sure was okay at all costs. he loved you to death.

every time he saw you, he had to refrain himself from kissing you right then and there. he loved how you spoke in such a soft and calming manner. even if he didn’t understand some of the words, he would sit there and look at your lips in awe. you were his angel.

the others always said how he looked like he was in heaven every time he was with you. and to him, they were right. he felt like he was the luckiest guy ever.

and so whenever you came to his doorstep crying over a boy, he just wanted to go to whoever did this to you and beat the shit out of them. but he didn’t, because he knew it would make things worse. instead he comforted you through everything. he made sure you were okay before he let you go, letting you cry into his arms.

he just really fucking loved you.

it was your birthday, and he thought it was a good time to tell you how much you really meant to him. as he rung the doorbell, you opened it. you were grinning from ear to ear.

he was stunned at how beautiful you looked. your dress was black with sparkles, and your hair was in a high slicked back ponytail. he thought you were gorgeous. “hey.” he said, smiling.

“hi fez!” you replied. he loved the way you said his name. you hurried him inside, holding the gift he gave you. “happy birthday (y/n).” he grinned. you thanked him, as maddy rushed you to the table to blow out your cake. you sat down in the chair, as everyone began to sing ‘happy birthday’.

after you blew the cake, everyone was having fun eating and dancing. when it was time to open gifts, you were happy to see what everyone had gotten you.

the last gift was the one fez gave you. it was in a small gift bag. you took out the soft red velvet box that was in it. everyone looked at each other smiling. when you opened it, you smiled at fez. it was a necklace with a locket and inside was a photo of you and him. he then helped you put it on. “thank you guys, i love you all.” you cried out of joy, hugging everyone.

eventually it was getting late, and everyone had left. everyone other than fezco. he was helping you clean around a bit. “you didn’t have to help me, you know.” you said.

“why wouldn’t i? you’re the birthday girl of course i gotta help.” he laughed. the two of you began to talk, and when you were done fez was nervous. “what’s wrong?” you asked him.

“wanna go for a drive?” he smirked.

you smiled. you always loved going on drives with him, especially when it was dark. the two of you got in his car and he began to drive. “where are we going?” you questioned. but fez didn’t say where, he just said “you’ll see.”

the drive wasn’t very long, but you two were singing to the songs on the radio and having a laugh. finally he stopped, and he got out of the car. he opened the door for you, like the gentleman he is. you stepped out and looked up. there were stars painted across the sky, it was beautiful. you walked over and laid down on the soft grass. fez followed you, and the two of you laid in silence

“(y/n)?” fez said, turning sideways to face you. “yes?” you replied, doing the same. “i gotta tell you something that’s been on my mind for awhile.” you nodded, allowing him to speak.

“this gon’ sound real corny and shit but… ever since i met you i knew you were the one for me. i can’t explain the shit you do to me even if you don’t know. it’s like god sent you here as some fucking angel to this world. and i love how caring and kind you are, but it’s a real pain in the ass when some guy takes advantage of that. i wanna be the one to protect you, make sure you’re okay, be the guy you can depend on. i love every part of you. i love how your hair constantly falls out of place, so you try to fix it by tucking it behind your ear. i love your smile. god that smile makes me want to kiss you… but i guess what i really want you to know is that i fucking love you (y/n). i always have and always will.”

you looked at fez. he may not have seen it, but your face was red. you loved him too. you sat up, and so did he. you looked at him deep into his blue eyes. “fez… oh my god.” you whispered. “i love you too.” his hand pressed on your cheek, as he caressed it. he leaned in and kissed you. one hand was on his chest and the other was on top of his hand that was on your cheek.

the kiss was slow and romantic. there wasn’t anything that could stop you two. when you both pulled away, you both stared into each other’s eyes.

“are we a couple now?” he asked. you giggled at what he said. “of course.”

you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in. “i love you.” he said. “i love you too.” you smiled.