Truth or Dare- Part 9

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: At the hospital, the reader and Elliot's cousin rekindle their relationship while the reader learns some crucial about Elliot's ongoing struggle. It finally comes out to Rue and Jules that Elliot and the reader have known each other longer than they both led on.

Song: "Talk Me Down" by Troye Sivan

Warnings: Swearing, heavy talk of drugs and overdose, angst.

Word Count: 2.8k

A/n: Btw, I named Elliot's cousin Ana, I don't know why. This part was very difficult for me to write but I've been hearing all of your pleas for the next part so here it is. I've been on both sides of this situation and my cousin recently OD'd, so please be kind.

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Truth or Dare- Part 7

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: The reader joins a game of truth or dare with the trio, still shaken from what happened at home. Elliot keeps a keen, worried eye on her the whole night. Jules gets put in her place in a pretty brutal way and the sleepover turns to a trip down memory lane, Elliot and the reader staying up late to talk.

Song: "Little More" by Catie Turner

Warnings: Swearing, angst, overall happy ending.

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: I really loved writing this part even though I liked cranked this out. THIS CHAPTER IS TENSE FOR THE MOST PART. I tried to stay focused and not side track since I have a SHIT ton to do today.

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Helping Hands- Part 5

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: During a cozy night at home, Reader and Elliot play an interesting rendition of 21 questions to learn more about each other. It surely ends up sexual after they don't get too far into the game.

Song: "Roses" by The Chainsmokers + ROZES

Warnings: Smut 18+, heavy use of drugs (since people don't like to read my TW and then get pissed at me, here's your TW AGAIN) and pure fluff.

A/N: I was super excited about this part lol. This is pretty much just a combination of horny requests I received for Elly here. This part is much shorter but but, I have a lot of stuff to do today.

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Helping Hand

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: Reader has had a string of disappointing relationships where her sexual pleasure wasn't a priority. This led her to think that she couldn't reach pleasure with a partner and it led to her and Elliot not having very much of a sexual life. Elliot wants to prove her wrong and make her feel good. He also has ulterior motives because during his lesson with Jules, trying to teach her to go down on a girl, he doubts his skills. Silly him.

Warnings: Pure smut 18+ and fluff lol

Word Count: 3.6k

A/n: I loved writing this. This is so relatable lol this hits very close to home! Literally speaking from a therapy session with my sex therapist. Folks, I am all too real over here.

Based off a request. "Would you possibly mind writing an Elliot imagine where reader doesn’t think they can cum with a partner because of a string of disappointing sexual experiences, and Elliot is kinda extra about proving them wrong."

Bad idea (part 2) | Elliot x Reader

Summary: You and Elliot have a friends with benefits arrangement, but someone ends up catching feelings

Pairing: Elliot x Reader

Word count: 0.9k

Warning: sexual activities? idk

Prompt: Hi! Can I request a elliot x reader where they have an FWB set up, but one of them catches feelings for the other.

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Your hands went down Elliot’s shoulders to his lower back as you reached your high and felt your insides clench around him, leaving red marks from your perfectly filed nails.

Elliot finished soon after, falling beside you and removing himself. He took off the condom and threw it out. That was a good fuck.

You took a few minutes to catch your breath and recover.

“I have to pee.”

When you returned, Elliot had put his boxers back on and was checking himself through your vanity mirror, his eyes following the long red marks along his back. He brought a hand to them, hissing at the contact. “Damn, Y/N. Are you trying to claw through my skin? You Freddy Krueger or some shit?”

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Fire Starter II - Fezco

Summary: The aftermath of the fire. 

A/N: Hope this is good…

part one. 

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The first night after the fire, as you laid in Fezco’s bed, he’d carried in the bag of clothes from his car. He left it in the corner of the room for you to look at later, once you’d stopped hating him or being mad at him or whatever was going on that was making him feel like he’d just been punched in the gut. 

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Fire Starter - Fezco

Request: Omg protective fez fix plzzzz

A/N: I had another idea for this too that I honestly might write…

TW: Vague mentions of domestic violence.

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“No, Ash, no, no, no!” You tried to grab him before he booked it down the alley, no doubt headed straight to Fezco. The very last thing you needed was your sometimes boyfriend seeing the murky black eye you were sporting. 

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glimmer // fez

*･゜ﾟ･* summary: everyone knows where you and fez stand with each other, although you haven't said it explicitly. when one night you turn up at a party unannounced, he's having a hard time dealing with how fucking pretty you look.

*･゜ﾟ･* pairing: fez x reader

*･゜ﾟ･* cws: alcohol, drugs, lil suggestive

based on this request! / masterlist

thank u to the sweetheart that sent this request in, i had a lot of fun w it and it was interesting to figure out a different universe to the vulnerable one! i hope that i did it justice for u <3

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐟𝐞𝐳𝐜𝐨

english is not my mother tongue, so please forgive me if there is a grammatical error. hope you like it!

Your hands were shaking as you took Fezco’s, noticing they were shaking too, as was his whole body, the anger of the moment still making his heart pound. His, naturally whitish knuckles were all bloody now, his eyes darkened and his face pale, almost expressionless. 

He was letting himself be carried away by the overwhelming feeling of fury drowning his body completely, devouring his always so natural calm essence. It had even scared you a little to see him so angry, he never got angry, at least not as angry as he had only seconds before.

You hadn’t seen how Nate Jacobs had looked, nor did you want to, although you could imagine how bruised his face must have been, noticing how really bruised Fez’s fists were, also seeing how his white shirt was stained by blood that wasn’t his. Fear began to spread over your chest again, forming a knot in the pit of your stomach. Suddenly you became nauseous.

“Yo, what the fuck?” Ash questioned looking at you through the rear view mirror, his countenance as serious as ever, but you could see through the kid, his eyes were painted with concern as they traced a back and forth path between you and his brother in the back seat.

“Just drive, Ash. We need to get the fuck out of here, now.“ You replied without taking your eyes off the older brother, from God you hadn’t occupied them until that moment. With the tissues you wiped away the blood dripping from Fez’s freshly made wounds. But not before wiping his face in case any drop of blood had managed to get there.

Fezco watched you silently, analyzing every movement of your fingers and every expression that passed over your face. You bit your lower lip under concentration as you cleaned his wounds. He had always found that habit of yours adorable. He saw it in you when you were studying, when you were overthinking stuff, when you were reading one of your favorite books and when you were helping him count money. You were just the cutest little thing in his eyes. And God, he was so in love with you.

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REASON

You hadn't planned to be up earlier than noon but the muffled screams rudely interrupted. Your heavy-lidded eyes peeked outside the window in an attempt to look at what junkie was on a rampage now, surprised to see the curly-headed girl you’d grown to love banging on the door.

“ oh, shit “ you mumbled, realizing that Fez must have finally cut her off. Fez had mentioned doing it multiple times since he had noticed her use becoming out of hand but the fears that came with her buying from anybody else would always outweigh anything else in Fez’s mind.

Well until Rue overdose over the summer.

Fez hadn’t shared much with you but you swore you could almost feel the weight of the guilt he carried, it would be weeks later that in a drunken haze he shared the first inkling of what he had been feeling since that night.

Power Outage (Fluff)

You weren’t sure what’d woken you up so late at night, leaving you to freeze at the darkness you found.

It must’ve been some cruel joke the universe decided to play on you. You were no friend to the dark, as it wasn’t one to you.

And to make matters worse, Fezco was nowhere to be found. Instinctively your hand reached over to find side of the bed was still warm, he couldn’t have left too long ago.

Angel. Fez (Euphoria)

< Pairing: Fezco (Euphoria) x F!Reader

< Contains season 2 spoilers, S2E3 spoilers; but they aren't anything major, i think. just the scene with rue and fez in the kitchen.

< Word Count: 1,000+ Words.

— Warning(s): none, swear words (fuck, mostly), pet-names used by reader and Fez.

— Summary: the morning you wake up in Fez's house, you weren't expecting for Rue to be there at eight in the morning, ready to explain her genius plan, but you listen intently, all while making the most out of your morning, with your boyfriend.

— Genre: fluff, lots, or at least an attempt at fluff.

Extra Notes: reader is a happy pill, not literally. pairing trope between Fez and her is literally sunshine, and sunshine protector.

you woke up to an empty bed.

the side of your bed was filled with you, the mess of the blanket fez had put over you when he woke up this morning and your phone under the pillow, meanwhile on fez's side it was just his pillow and his side of the blanket folded, showing that he had gotten up much earlier then you and was probably out in the living room.

as you make your way out the the living area, you hear voices and then fez's, smiling to yourself at the sound of it.

"morning rue," you give the curly-haired brunette a side hug when you walk pass her.

"hey y/n," she greets happily, the same little grin of a smile on her face whenever you would talk to her.

you give faye a kind smile too as you happily make your way up to fez who already seems to be ignoring whatever it is rue's going on about the moment he hears your voice.

Love of His Life (Geralt of Rivia x Reader)

Established-relationship reader insert, set at the Temple of Melitele in season 2 of the netflix show, on the evening Yennefer arrives (pretend the fire mage doesn’t exist). Also: any Yen slander is completely fictionalised I love my insane witch bestie. Also: I love ciri so much.

A bit of Jealousy, Angst/comfort, 2.1k. Not smut but 18+ on all fics please!

This is the first fic I’ve written in a few months, and the first thing for the witcher – characterisation is hard. Hope you enjoy!

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“Come in.”

You smiled softly at Ciri as you closed the door behind you, taking in the dark room she had been given for your stay at the Temple of Melitele. It was cosy, warm, a small room with a pair of twin beds standing parallel in front of the fire.

You had hoped as much, that there might be a second bed you could use, if Cirilla didn’t mind the intrusion. You needed somewhere away from Geralt tonight.

“You got a nice room,” you commented, taking a seat on the bed opposite hers.

She was leaning against the headboard, hair tied back for sleep and a book in her hands, ignored. Ever perceptive, she was analysing you instead. You tried to be nonchalant as you turned from her, warming your hands at the fire, but you could sense her concern.

A Faint Slip of Silver (Geralt of Rivia x Reader)

Summary: Being called back to your aunt's castle after years of travelling with Geralt, the sudden threat of political marriage looms large. Is pretending to be dating Geralt enough to save her from unwanted suitors?

Contents: Oneshot. Fluff, comfort, fake dating, proposals, royal-relative!Reader, forced proposal.

F!Reader (no other description). Inspired a lot by Pavetta's engagement feast in series 1.

7.6k words.

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“Why am I here?”

Geralt’s gruff complaint permeated the noise and fuss outside the castle, a grumble beneath excited chatter and the faint music playing inside. He had made some concessions on his armour, a fine cloak covering his usual leather, and you couldn’t help smiling at the uncomfortable way he played with it.

You shushed him as a couple in finery strode past, offering you a matching pair of tight smiles. You greeted them with an equally tight grin, and the Witcher watched the whole exchange with a polite bafflement. Your smile dropped the second they were gone.

“To look out for me,” you ground out, “and scare away these idiots.”

guilty pleasure [1]

pairing: fezco (euphoria) x f!reader

words: 1.4k

summary: you’re a rich private school kid looking to get distracted. fezco insists he’s got everything you need.

warnings: depictions of depression, canon-typical mention of drugs and alcohol, drunk bike-riding, mention of domestic abuse, part 1 of a series with eventual smut

Everyone in East Highland knew your family.

Cal Jacobs may have built this town, but it was common knowledge that your parents kept East Highland running. You came from a long line of affluent do-gooders that eventually settled into the suburbs, managing the chain malls and businesses that kept half the district employed. As your parents’ only child, you were not only rich and desirable, but unattainable — for most of your life you went to a private boarding school in the East Coast, only returning to your California home during the summers.

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary - Reader is friends with Spider-Man, completely unaware of his real identity. 

Warnings - None

Word Count - 1,978

A/N - Just something cute and fun! I felt like writing a little Peter x Reader banter! Hopefully you enjoy it. :) 

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