Summary: Upon his brother’s persuasion, Ronnie Kray dates, and marries a ‘nice’ girl, in order to cover up unsavory rumors about his sexuality. All just for show. Until feelings come knocking.
Author’s Note: Loved this story idea so much I couldn’t resist. Thank you for this. Hopefully everyone will love this! Enjoy y’all!
The point about Ashtray is that he had to grow up quickly. There was no such thing as an ordinary childhood for him.
Don’t knock Fez. Fez did his best with the circumstances. He was not a father, but a big brother who stepped up. Kid was barely a teenager when he had to pick up the responsibilities of his grandmother. His focus was on making sure everyone was set straight and that business was good. He continued the teachings of Gram’s to Ash.
Sometimes Fez wondered what happened to the kid who was following him around constantly. Ash is now a hardened ‘G’ with walls 100 feet high for strangers and is too trigger happy when shit popped off. For a kid who’s not blood, he sure has Gram’s temper.
Fez wanted to do right by Ash. Ash couldn't care less about friends and school, but Fez made sure if there is one thing he requires it’s gotta be education. Who gives a fuck if they judge you by first look? They think you stupid and try you, at least you’ll be sharp enough to pick up on it. Let them think you are stupid and try you. There’s nothing that satisfies Fez more than people seeing a drug-dealing dropout and assuming they can take advantage.
So Ash did what was asked of him. He ain’t trying to be Einstein, specifically in middle school. It’s middle school. No biggie. He’s the shit in math. English is okay, but essays & readings can kiss his ass. Social studies can be okay to learn and science is actually fun occasionally.
But at this very moment his science class can suck it. Because he can actually do some productive shit but nope. His class requires a field trip on a Saturday to go to the planetarium as if they are fucking eight years old. Just because they are learning about earth and space, they think it’s a jolly good idea to go to a planetarium. Maybe if it was on a school day, he wouldn’t care, but weekends and after school are business hours. When he does his part so Fez doesn’t take on too much of the load. The last thing he wants to do is ride in a janky bus for an hour full of his classmates back and forth.
But for now, he has to find a fucking partner because kids can’t be trusted to do their work by themself. They had a few weeks to find one before the teacher started assigning the leftovers.
It was the week of the field trip when Dom (L/N) walked up to his locker.
“So Ms. Allen assigned you as my partner,” he said, with no greeting. The only one to compete with Ash as the biggest loner it had to be Dom. Dude actively avoids socializing about as often as Ash. Earphones were constantly in his ears with a sketchbook in hand. Girls caught the hint that he had no interest in their flirting by week two at the beginning of the year.
That’s why Ash was a bit relieved with Dom assigned his partner. Better him than Jackson and his crew.
“I’m Dom, by the way,” he said after waiting for Ash to say something.
“I know,” Ash said as he sorted through his inventory. Inventory being snacks and candy in his locker. Just because he’s in school doesn’t mean he can’t make a hustle here. The vending machines were going out sad because schools made food ‘healthy’. The locker fit little, but just enough. Candy, some chips, and a couple of packs of gum left.
Dom’s eyebrows raised when checking inside his locker.
“Is this all your lunch or something?”
“Uh, nah. I sell it. Make a killin’ too of it,” Ash replied.
“How much for the Reese?”
“Two bucks.” People used to give him shit for the price, but they can shut the hell up. It’s king sized and it is called making a profit, dumbass.
They exchanged money for candy before Dom left, saying nothing.
It was Friday when they spoke again. Ash could see Fez parked across the street, smoking a blunt judging by the trail of smoke from the window.
“Ash.” The voice is right behind him.
Dom.
“My sister is driving me to the planetarium,” he led off with.
“Ok…It’s an hour away.”
“Yeah, but she thought she might as well since she’s going on a college tour a few miles from it, so…” Dom said with a shrug.
“Ok, so what does that have to do with me?” Maybe he was letting Ash know just in case he’ll get worried Dom would be missing from the bus.
“Wanna ride with us?” Dom offered. “It’s not a requirement to ride the bus as long as you’re at the planetarium; they don’t care how you get there. Thought it beats riding an old bus with uncomfortable seats for an hour at 8 in the morning.”
He’s right.
Ash knew Fez is already questioning what the hell is the hold-up. Usually, Ash is already ready to talk business.
“Fine.” Ash pulled out his cell and demanded Dom’s number so he can send his address.
“What was that?” Fez asked when Ash made it to the car.
“School shit.”
The last person Fez expected to be knocking at his door at 7am on a Saturday (or any day of the week) were you?
(Your name).
He’s seen you around occasionally. He would have seen you more if you were more into the party scene. Hell, if he didn’t drop out of school, he would see you a lot more. Building clientele was a bonus to staying in school, but Y/N was a cute benefit that had him looking forward to it.
So let it be noted that if he knew she was going to be the one to pick up his brother, he would have thrown on some pants and a shirt. But he tried not to live with regrets, so he pushed down the shame of wearing only boxers.
“Y/N?”
He could feel his cheeks warmed when her shocked expression morphed into her gorgeous, signature-wide smile.
“Fez!” she beamed. “Oh wow. It’s been a while.”
“Uh, yeah.” Uh, yeah, he groaned to himself in his head. Is that all he can say when having the chance to talk to her again? “Um, let me get a shirt real quick. You can come in.”
She followed behind him as he scurried to the couch where his hoodie lay.
“Wow, I should have realized that the Ash that Dom told me about was your Ash,” she giggled. He didn’t have to turn around to know she covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed.
Ash made his way to the living room, deciding if he should just take the fail for not showing up because this is too early for a Saturday. He got the text five minutes that Dom is here but didn’t reply until 30 secs ago. He stopped short when noticing a random chick there.
You turned and gave him a small wave. “Sup, I’m Y/N. Dom’s sister.” He can see it. The resemblance was uncanny. Seeing a feminine version of Dom’s face but also smiling (or showing any type of emotion) was a bit strange.
“Are you chaperoning or something for them?” Fez asked you. Ash narrowed his eyes on his brother. The way his brother was gawking at the girl was Fez being Fez. His eyes were wide and attentive with his face a bit pink. He was even fidgeting. What the fuck?
“No. Checking out a college close by so I decided why not drive lil’ Dom with me? I know how he is so I knew he would say yeah,” you told him.
Looks like Fez was bout to ask more like they weren’t on a deadline, so Ash cut it short.
“Well, I’m ready,” he cuts in. “Cool if I eat in your car?” He pulls out his pop tart.
“Cool with me,” you shrugged. Her eyes went back to Fez. “See ya later. We should catch up.”
“Yeah, we should.”
The drive was chill. Dom laid at the back half asleep with earphones, of course, which left Ash in the front with a total stranger. Yay.
“How you know Fez?”
“Knew each other since, like, maybe fourth grade?” she guessed. “We always had classes together. He’s crazy good at math--which makes sense because of his job--so he was always a lifesaver in middle and high school. And I would thank him by helping him with some English homework.”
“What you mean “which makes sense”?”
She gave a nervous laugh before turning onto the highway. “Besides running that convenient store y’all got, I feel like knowing math and running your numbers is a bonus with dealing. Dontcha’ think?”
Ash nodded. “Yeah, can’t have anybody shortin’ us.” There was nothing else to add. Just because she went to school with Fez doesn’t mean Ash has to be buddy-buddy with her.
“Exactly.” and they were done talking for the rest of the drive.
Fez stared at Y/N’s contact info for three minutes straight. He figured it hadn't changed. He was so nervous that he went to their message history.
August 19, 12:43 pm
Smiley: *nervous laugh* it's day 4 and haven’t seen my fave ginger math genius yet. Plz tell me u just had an extended vacay and are coming back tomorrow. I can’t do this without youuuuuuu
Me: i knew u were using me but damn
Smiley: noooooooo
Smiley: i miss having eye candy in class :)
Smiley: but fr u can’t be skipping already. Dude it’s the beginning of the year.
Me: stuff happened. Ain't going back.
Smiley: oh. Damn. i know ppl say this and don’t mean but fr if you want to talk im here.
Smiley: and no worries! Trust i know u got ALOT on ur plate. U can always try to get a GED later on
Me: thanks. Aint the last u will see of me. I’ll see u around smiley
It was the same day later in the evening that Fez decided to call her. She did offer to be an ear to listen in to.
They talked for hours.
Fez was never into that mushy shit. He told her straight up that he has other responsibilities that take priority over school.
She got that. As an older sister and one of two kids of a single mother, she understood what stepping up meant.
Fez learned what was needed to help him with the shop and dealing. He can make a whole lot more if he wasn’t busy for 8 hours for five days. He didn’t want to spend any more time on him so he asked her about her summer and then it went from there.
Occasionally she would text him random shit about school and their classmates, but soon it dwindled after telling him she found her a new job. One thing that drew the ginger to Y/N was when Smiley got a goal, she was going to meet it. It was hot yet intimidating to see her so focused on working so fucking hard to make better for family and herself. No matter how much overwhelming the workload is.
She knows she is going to college and by doing that, she joined so many clubs her freshman and sophomore year. She told him their sophomore year before summer that she needs a job to save up for a car, bills, and college fund. The girl worked nonstop over the summer and bought a hooptie. She sent him the pic back in September of her old Toyota Camry. Fez would have seen her around more often at parties, but weekends were solely for work and weekdays for school and clubs.
And that’s why he closed out the messaging app. Just because they did some small talk in the living room and gave her brother a ride doesn’t mean shit. She’s out there doing productive shit. Smart as fuck and getting that cash legally.
She was probably just being nice to the guy who always did her a solid in math class.
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.Sooooo...I've became obsessed with Fezco just bc of these tumblr fics. I decided to throw my hat into the ringer since I am now inspired! No promises on consistent posts but I'll try. Felt like I needed more fics out there with Ash as a main character as well bc the brotherhood between him and Fez just warms my heart!!
>> Plot: Set after season 2 episode 8. Everyone lives. Fez grows close to the cute nurse who tends to his wounds.
>> Warnings: Mention of food and Euphoria typical themes. Mention of violence, guns, shooting and blood.
>> A/N: English is not my first language so cut me some slack ;)
The police stuff might not be very accurate but I needed to keep this vague in order for the main storyline to work. I hope that’s okay. Thank you!
All likes, reblogs and comments are much appreciated ♥
could you do about fez girlfriend actually getting along with faye while they're living together and fez being jealous of all the attention shes getting
So, imma make this one fulfilling as possible.
HERE ARE THREE TIMES WHERE THE READER AND FEZ WERE BESTIES AND FEZ GOT JEALOUS😂'
Faye had gotten considerably more sober over the time that she'd been living with me and Fez. She had only really smoked some weed after that time that Fez found her on the floor of the bathroom.
She never really had a substantial, consistent friend before and I guess she realized how closed off her life had been since she met Custer. He became her everything, giving her someone to talk to and cling too but also in a bad way too. She depended completely on him for everything, where to go, who to talk to, what to do. She had completely lost her individuality in the time that she was moving in with us. She wished that she would've broken up with him sooner but who knows what would've happen to her.
She was just happy to get to move in with us, even if it was all because of a 'business arrangement' between our boyfriends. She had yet to experience what friendship was like but she had told us shortly after moving in that she was happy that she had us.
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"Yo, you coming to bed?" Fez asks from the hallway, my head craning to look at him as Faye steals some popcorn out of the bowl in my lap. Fez just looks between us and then looks to the TV, realizing that we were up late, again, watching another shitty movie. It had been the fourth night in a row and I can tell by the tired look on Fez's face that he wanted my undivided attention.
"After this movie?" I offer, looking back to the clock before back at him. "It's almost done, twenty minutes." I grin, Faye's giggles being heard next from me.
"She's busy, buddy." I roll my eyes, waving Fez over as he huffs. He leans down, gently capturing my lips in a quick kiss before shoving Faye playfully down onto the couch. She falls onto the cushions dramatically, laughter bubbling from my lips as she plays dead.
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Faye, Ash and I sit in a circle in Ash's room, Faye and I carefully painting our toe nails as Ash watches. He had never had much experience with two women living in his house with him, his grandma not really counting. He was obviously intrigued, his eyes carefully watching how our still hands paint a perfect stroke of polish on our nails.
"Yo, you got black or some shit?" Ash asks, Faye and I immediately turning to look at each other with wide eyes. Before I can say anything, a wide smile spreads over Faye's lips as she reaches behind her, pulling a black nail polish bottle out of her bag. "Cool." He mutters, his hands being held out to Faye as I giggle, taking a sip of my pop.
The door creaks open behind us, Fez's eyebrows immediately being pulled together at the sight of us. His lips part carefully, his eyes flickering between Faye and I.
"The fuck is going on?" He asks with a short laugh, my gaze softening at the sight of him. "This is what you've been doing." He looks to me with a scoff, shaking his head as he rubs a hand over his face.
"Get the fuck out, man! It's girls night!" Ash picks up the nearest pillow, tossing it in the direction of the doorway as Fez doges it quickly. Faye and I quickly gasp, grabbing Ash's hands to check his nails.
"Careful Ash, you'll smudge them!" Faye tuts, shaking her head at the boy as he just laughs bashfully.
"Oh shit, sorry."
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Fez's arms wrap tightly around my waist as I cuddle up to him, finally in bed after a long, hard day. It had been difficult for him to relax, his job taking a greater toll on him than he had originally expected.
"Missed you." He whispers, pressing a kiss to my shoulder as he lets out a sigh of relief. "You been spending so much time with your fuckin' girlfriend." He laughs, my eyes rolling playfully at the mention of Faye as I flip around in his arms.
"It's really good for her to be friends with someone other than her asshole boyfriend." I explain, his head bobbing in a quiet nod as he pouts. I knew that he understood but I could tell that he wanted me to manage my time better between the important people in my life. "She's a really cool person, you just gotta give her a chance." I press a loving kiss to his cheek as he smiles softly, his forehead resting against mine.
The door opens with a loud bang as I turn my head, Faye barging in the room and coming straight over to my side of the bed. She's crying, tears running down her face as she lays down next to me. She does say a word, just stares at the ceiling as she sniffles. A small huff leaves Fez's lips as I mutter I quick 'I love you' before turning to my friend.
My worst fear? Being falsely accused of murder and having to sit in the courtroom while the district attorney reads out all of my Tumblr posts that say things like ‘I want a boyfriend for dissection purposes.’ and ‘I like it when men are bleeding and whimpering.’ Yours is snakes? Yeah. Probably a more rational fear. Snake bites are kind of erotic when you think about it, especially the whole sucking out the poison thing which doesn’t actually work but I love to see- Fuck! I’m doing it again. Goddamnit.
