Stu Macher X Fem!reader

No Deed Goes Unpunished

Dew x Reader Rating- 18+ (NSFW)

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

Afab reader - they/them pronouns

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Getting sleepy there?” Aether asks. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Good night,” Swiss says. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Anything,” you respond. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You fucking can and you will! 

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

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

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

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

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

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I’m a slut for him. Like seriously I’m the absolute dirtiest slut for him.

so re-reading some of my posts makes me realize how much I switch from past tense to present tense,,,, oops. I do. not. care. I have no clue how that shit works and I have no intention of trying to understand it. sincerely , me in the past, present, and future

currently 51 minutes and 16 seconds in to slc punk and

I am in love with stevo. okay editing chaos here cause I just realized I said Steve-o and not stevo..... kill me

yeah.

that's all.

HELLO I have been stalking you page for a while and then I see this and I'm so happy because I wanted to request, what would it be like dating newt but then a greenie comes and like starts flirting with you and newt is about to step up to help you but then you just like punch the guy and he like passes out, but remember you don't have to do this if you want or you don't have to get it done right away but I even just want to say thank you for reading this have a good [day- afternoon- night] <3

newt x FEM!reader

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒! none

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! swearing because I refuse to say shuck, catcalling, greenie doesn't get the hint, kinda short??

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

you had arrived in the glade shortly after alby did, so you had always been used to greenies showing interest in you. as boy after boy arrived, it had almost become a game. a greenie would arrive and see you as soon as the box was opened, and they would be told off by all the others, whom had already discovered that you werent interested in any of the boys of the glade. after each boy was told that there wasn't a chance in hell that you would be with them, and after you had told them no about 50 times, they had all given up.

but that all changed the next time the box came up. the greenie that inhabited the box was newt, the only greenie that you would ever be interested in. as soon as he came up in the box, you knew he was different. his blonde hair was the first thing you noticed, but his accent followed closely after. you loved his accent, it was the most bizarre thing you had ever experienced, due to not having any memory of the outside world. well, besides your whole situation. you still played hard to get despite your growing feelings towards him. every time you had work, you asked newt to accompany you. you blamed it on the fact that he was a good worker, but really, you just wanted to be around him as much as you could.

when newt finally asked you to be his girlfriend, you were doing your work in the garden. he had already finished his work for the day so he was standing near you, giving you playful words of encouragement every time you yelled that you were tired. you two were talking about the gladers, and newt had asked if you would ever date one of them. you looked up at him and wiped the sweat off of your forehead with a dirty hand, before sighing and looking back at the ground. "well, no, but there's one guy.. I don't think he'd ever be with me though, so.." you paused and decided not to continue. he looked at you with a fake smile on his face, and raised an eyebrow. "oh yeah? well who is it?" when you stayed silent he bugged you some more, pleading with you to tell him. "oh come on, you know I won't tell anyone!" you sighed and stood up before walking away.

newt walked quickly after you and grabbed your hand, turning you back to him, before apologizing to you. "look, I never meant to upset you..". you took a deep breath while newt paused. he began speaking again, "I just, I really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend.."

your eyes went wide and lit up before you plastered kisses across his face and screamed, hugging him as tightly as you could. everyone in the glade heard you scream and raced over to you, expecting to see you being attacked by something, but when they saw you with your lips on newts and your arms around his shoulders, most of them walked away with a frown on their face. the boys still held hope that one day you just might open up to one of them and give in to their advances, but not one of them thought it would be newt. alby patted newt on the back and congratulated the two of you, and gally stood back with a smirk on his face as he chuckled. "I see the beast was finally tamed". you giggled and turned to him, rolling your eyes playfully before walking back to the garden to return to your chores.

many months and many greenies later, it was a hot day and you and newt were trying to escape the sun by laying under a tree in the forest. you had been expecting the box to come up any minute, so since you two had nothing to do, you had been tasked with waiting and watching for it. when it finally came up and the boy came to his senses a few hours later, he came up to you and asked for your name. you told him it was y/n, and thankfully, alby came up and dragged you away before he could bother you anymore.

after that, the boy would never leave you alone. even though he knew you were with newt, it didn't stop him from shouting at you as you were working. "hey, pretty thing! where's your guard dog? you get bored of him yet? ill show you a good time!" you groaned and rolled your eyes, flipping him off as you walked past him. you walk up to newt, who wasn't too far away. he was out of eyeshot but not earshot, so he had heard what the greenie said and was about to go stand up to him when you stopped him. it wasn't worth it.

however, the greenie seemed to have a different idea. "come on baby, you know newt could never make you feel as good as I could!". that was your last straw, the boy had been harassing you ever since he arrived and you thought he would stop once he met newt, but you decided you needed to take matters into your own hands. walking up to him, you cracked your knuckles and drew your fist back, before connecting it with his nose. you heard a loud crack and a few boys ran up to you to see what happened, but they understood when they saw a sick grin on your face and the knocked out greenie on the ground with a bloody, broken nose.

newt laughed and grabbed you by the waist, dragging you off to who knows where. he had never been more in love than he had just then, and even if he had, he hadn't remembered it.. so..

Things I would like to have, immediately:

Autumn temperatures

Apple cider with cinnamon stick

Pumpkin picking

Weather under 70 degrees

Halloween decorations

Horror movies on tv

Lack of heat

Walks in the graveyard

Ghost hunting expeditions

Cool, breezy, chilly, brisk, refreshing, no-humidity air

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! death, a ton of angst. reader mourns stu's death, writes him a letter to help the grieving process, cussing.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended. I love writing angst and this was a great fic idea

stu x gn!reader

When you first found out about stu's death, you didnt believe it. you couldn't believe it. it just wasnt possible.

until the next day at school, when you didnt see stu, billy, or tatum, and sidney and randy both refused to talk to you.

they thought you were a monster because you were dating stu

even though you didnt even know stu was behind the mask

it hurt, it really fucking hurt.

you had nobody to talk to, and the entire town was against you.

weren't they supposed to be helping you? comforting you about the death of your boyfriend even if he was a killer? I mean, you didnt even know about it.

shouldn't they have been consoling you? even if they were lying through their teeth, shouldnt they have been telling you how sorry they were that your boyfriend turned out to be a murderer?

you had always hated woodsboro and the people in it, but now it was worse.

now you wanted to strike a match and set the whole fucking town ablaze.

they didnt even know it was billy's fault. you knew him well, he would have never even done that shit if it weren't for that cocksucking bitch billy.

you were angry, so fucking angry.

you got a therapist after a couple weeks of crying every day and not doing anything unless your mother dragged you out of bed.

your therapist told you that the best way to deal with your situation, that being having your boyfriend, the love of your life, ripped from your grasp way, way, way too soon, was to write him a letter

you were confused, how could you write him a letter if he was dead?

you had already recieved his ashes, you and his parents being the only people that showed up to his funeral

even though they were late, you still found it nice that they showed up.

back to the letter thing, your therapist told you to write a letter to him, assuming that he could read it in the afterlife, and then keep it or dump it in the sea with his ashes.

you chose to keep the letter. you chose to also keep his ashes, his parents didnt want them.

but the letter went something like this,

shit, I dont even know if this is going to work.. whatever, let's hope it does.

stu macher, the love of my life. i dont even know where to begin... from the moment I first met you, I knew you would be mine someday. ever since we met on that playset when we were seven, i knew that i would fall in love with you. and when I first realized that I had fallen in love with you, it was because of a feeling I got, not a thought about how cute you were, or how nice your shirt was, or how kind you were to me, it was the feeling that I was finally safe with someone. you made me feel safe after so many years of hating everything. it sounds stupid but I dont think it is.

when you kissed me for the first time on those swings at the same park we met at, 7 years later, I felt like nothing could ever tear us apart, like we'd be together forever. but now you're gone, and suddenly i cant find peace anymore. I cant sleep without dreaming of you, I cant eat without thinking about us cooking in my kitchen, and i cant drink anything without thinking of the stupid drinking games we would play at your stupid parties.

why did you make my life so wonderful? did you know you would kill every bit of my happiness eventually? did you know that you would leave so soon?

why did you do it? why'd you kill those people? now everyone hates you for what you did. I hate you for what you did. I know it wasnt your fault, but I cant help it.

I dont go outside anymore. every time I step off my porch, I can't help but remember our dates where we sat in the field near your house and looked up at the sky for hours.

sidney and randy hate me now, but I cant blame them. they say i was dating a monster. I dont think you're a monster..

I dont know how I'm going to recover from this, but I know I'll have to.

eventually.

I dont want to forget you.

but what if I do?

what if I forget what we had? what if I forget how your stupid cologne smells? how you feel in my arms, how your lips felt on mine.. I dont want to forget.

I dont want to move on. my mother says I have to, that I need to find someone else to take my mind off of you. I screamed at her, told her to fuck herself and that I hoped her husband died so she felt how much it hurt. I dont feel bad. I dont regret saying it.

I hate you, stu macher.

I'll never fucking forgive you for what you did to me.

and most of all, I hate that I still love you.

yours forever, y/n.

after you wrote it, you felt better. you felt like he was reading it over your shoulder the whole time.

you were still upset though.

a few months later, you accepted the fact that stu would never come back. he was gone for good.

it hurt, but you got accepted it.

and you may have accepted it, but you never truly got over it.

stu was truly the love of your life.

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

honestly I love this idea..

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

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

fezco x fem!reader

you and fez met in highschool, in tenth grade.

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

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

it was a match made in heaven, man!

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

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

soon enough, you and fez were seen everywhere together

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

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

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

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

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

soon enough, people started asking if you were dating.

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

eventually, fezco realized he had feelings for you.

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

yeah, he was way off.

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

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

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

it didnt though..

here's how it went,

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

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

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

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

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

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

you didn't think so, though.

you two were perfect.

make you feel needed - bam margera

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒! none.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! female jackass reader, cussing, jackassery, circa 2000, bam wasnt dating jenn at this time. this is my first full fic I've written on this blog, please be nice.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended but not constant, unedited, double periods intended, he has my entire heart. title was originally 'pretty boy' but I thought this one fit better, I'm obviously not the best at titles.

y/n, the only all-time female jackass member, had been away for a while. she grew up with jess margera, being by his side almost all the time. she knew of bam when she was growing up, due to being the same age as him, but she had never been friends with him. in fact, she was a bit afraid of him. she had always found him cute, developing a crush on him in the sixth grade that lasted all the way into her career as a jackass. why she was scared of him was a mystery, maybe it had to do with the crush.

somewhere along the line between when the jackass show started and season two ended, she had stopped being afraid of bam. her feelings of anxiety were replaced by lust. luckily for her, he felt the same way for her. she didnt know why it took so long for her fears to go away, but she was glad it was over. unfortunately, she left the country immediately after she got comfortable around him, leaving bam and their feelings for eachother in the dust.. she had to go to europe to visit the family she had in her grandmother's hometown, where the woman had passed away a few weeks before. when she got back, they had just begun filming for jackass season 3, and she decided not to tell anyone that she would be on set.

that leads us here.

"come on, bam! we need someone to do the stunt!" bam rolled his eyes and turned around to make eye contact with knoxville, giving him an unimpressed look. "there's no fucking way, man. it's just too crazy." johnny sighed and opened his mouth to reply, but paused when a door opened. the pair froze, it was y/n, the girl they hadn't seen in months. she greeted them with a smile and spoke excitedly, "I heard you needed someone to do the stunt?" bam's eyes went wide when he realized who she was, he was frozen in place, mouth slightly agape. she chuckled at the boy and stepped towards him, closing his mouth as she spoke to him. "you're gonna catch flies, idiot." he smiled at her before hugging her tightly. "god, I missed you so fuckin much." she laughed at his words before telling him the same.

johnny asked her if she really wanted to do the stunt, and she said yes. he muttered a 'okay let's go' and guided her to the set. she didnt actually know what the stunt was, but she knew it would be ridiculous if nobody else would do it, and she knew she needed to make her first skit back a stupid one. bam was left behind with a confused look on his face, scolding her with his eyes. he never liked it when y/n did stunts, and he always worried about her general wellbeing. however, y/n was the most stubborn person on the crew, and he knew he couldn't do anything about it.

afterwards, y/n met bam outside, but he wasn't happy like she thought he would be. instead, he had a sour look on his face, one that y/n had grown to hate. "you alright?" y/n spoke softly, trying her hardest not to upset the man any more than he already was. he nodded but looked away from her, which gave her the answer she needed. he wasnt okay, and it was obvious it was because of her. she sighed and reached out to grab his hand but he was hesitant to let her. "I'm sorry I left.. I missed you so much." he pulled her closer to him, resting his head on hers. he took a deep breath in before speaking back to her. "missed you too."

usually, she would have left it at that, she was never one for pda, or even showing her affection in general. this time was different than other times though, she felt like the affection was needed. even if they weren't together, and never had been, she felt like she needed to make him feel needed. she looked up at the boy she knew so well, and he looked back at her. as much as she tried to look away, she couldn't. she found that her eyes seemed to be drawn to his lips, it was almost impossible to stop thinking about kissing him.

somehow, bam sensed the rising tension and pulled away. she inhaled sharply and pulled him back, now embracing him in a full hug. resting her head on his chest now, she took in everything new about him. his cologne changed, his style slightly changed, and he seemed less happy. she wondered if this was her fault. "bam..," she paused, unsure of what to say next. she looked up at him and found him already looking down at her lips with half lidded eyes. she opened her mouth to continue, but was cut off by him speaking suddenly. "can I kiss you?"

y/n was surprised, it was almost as though he read her mind. instead of answering him, she quickly leaned up and connected their lips. bam's hands moved from their place around her waist to her ass, and she smiled into the kiss before reaching down and pulling his hands back to their original place. she pulled away from the kiss to speak and saw that bam had a wide smile on his face, the first genuine smile she had seen on him since she had arrived back. "later, pretty boy, okay? not out here. and I still hurt from that damn stunt." he chuckled and nodded, unsure if he would actually be able to wait, but he knew he would at least try for her.

I’d sell my soul for Alexa Demie. Not playing.