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Charlie Dompler x Reader 🔞

Minors dni!

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“You want to what?!?”

Charlie's eyes went from locked onto his game to suddenly meeting with yours, he seemed somewhat baffled at the idea.

“I wanna top you.” You repeat and cross your legs. You lean a bit back against the soft couch you two rested on. Charlie didn’t look away from you, but still said nothing.

His character in game started taking damage…. “Uh. Charlie?” You looked at the tv. That seemed to break him out of it, he scrambled with the remote to kill the enemy before quickly pressing pause.

“Top? Like you want to-?” Charlie's mind starts to wander with the thought. “W- what does that… entail?”. Charlie seems hesitant to ask the question.

“Well… I’d be the one taking up most of the control.” You said, trying to keep the terms simple. Charlie shifted in his seat, “I don't think I’ve ever…��� He said a little under his breath. “You want to do that?” He asks, a little judgmental, but curious nonetheless. “Yeah. I’ve done it before, it’s real fun.” Charlie doesn’t seem completely opposed to the idea yet.

“I just… would I be bad at it?” Charlie asks innocently. You hold back a giggle for his sake, “No, I’d be doing most the work anyway… all you have to do is sit there and look pretty.” You flirt. Charlie fidgets with the fabric of his hoodie. You continue “And just not try and take any control… which can be hard for you.” You say like some sort of sex therapist, knowing how power-high he can get. Which you love. But don’t tell him that.

Charlie groans and rolls his eyes at your observation, “Like what- … what would you be actually doing though…?”. You shamelessly smile while thinking about how you’d go about it, Charlie basically giving you an excuse to indulge in a fantasy. “I’d like to give you the pillow princess treatment.”

“…What?” Charlie eyebrows drop. Wow, he really hasn’t done this before. “Uhm..” You mumble and try to think about how to explain this. “I’d basically make you feel really good… the focus would be on you.” You notice Charlie’s cheeks start to blush a light orange. “Oh… Wow.” His eyes drop to the ground.

“And preferably…” You know you have to say it, it’s better to just get it out in the open. So you force your brain to rip the words out your throat. “I’d also fuck you…like… with a strap?” Charlie's eyes go wide. “I-…” He mumbles before preferring to stay silent.

“Of course you don’t have too!” You hurry to comfort him. “There's lots of other ways for me to top… thats just what I mean by it.” You have a funny feeling he’s not going to like the idea. You let Charlie sit in silence a while to process it. Based of how long this is taking, its probably a no- “does it actually feel that good?” Charlie quickly asks.

Holy shit.

“Y-Yeah!” You blurt out in excitement before realizing how loudly you said that. “I mean- uh…yeah. especially for guys… you know cause-“ Charlie quickly waves his hands in the air. “I know. I know..”

Charlie scratches at his head, “But…You said you’ve done it before?”. You nod quickly, “Yeah! And it’s okay it’s your first time. I want you to feel good, so I have no problems with going slow.” Charlie seems to lean back into the couch for a good hard think. And you’re just now starting to fathom that he might actually be as into it as you are.

“How do you feel about that…?” You say slowly, trying to get him to open up. Charlie slowly starts to articulate his words, “I’m- not… entirely against it.” Your eyes light up at his admission and you can’t help but shift a little closer in your excitement. Charlie smiles a little at your goofy grinning face, “I just… I’ve never before… I might not be the best at- … taking it.” Charlie seems to cringe at his words.

You rush to comfort him, “That’s okay! I’m not going to push you very far. And if you decide you don’t like it you can always say.” You lean a bit closer to him. “I’d love to take my time with you.” Charlie’s face is now a permanent light orange. “oh-okay.” He looks away from you to conjure up the words, “yeah. okay… sure.”

You immediately jump into his lap, covering him with kisses from his nose to his cheeks. “Oh Charlie! Thank you! You’re so perfect.” Charlie’s nervous hands stay in the air as you continue to smother him with love. You watch his hands slowly grow more greedy, holding you by your ribs and slowly making his way down.

You give him a sly smile, “so… when do you wanna try?” Charlie peeks at the clock on your apartment wall. 8:34pm. “Uhm… is- is tonight okay?” He mumbles. Your brain practically spins with excitement but… “when’s the last time you ate?” You shamelessly ask, not knowing if he knows why you ask. He gives you a weird look at the sudden question, “uh… since this morning, when Pim brought in those doughnuts…. why?” You can’t help but find his innocence in this situation kind of hot. Damn corruption kink. “No reason…” You lie, there is definitely a reason. “You shit today?” Charlie jumps at the sudden question, “What-! Why would-?” You give him a look.

You basically watch the dots connect in his head. “oh… ew.” Is all he says. You laugh at him, “pft…not very hot?” You ask, still clinging onto him. “no….but…. yes I have.” You smile at his embarrassed honesty. “I’d rather ask than deal with the consequences. And I think you’d prefer that too.” You tease, and Charlie looks away in his embarrassment. “Yeah, you're right… so… does that mean we can?” Charlie asks.

You lift yourself up to give him a shit-eating grin (dare I say literally) , “Hmm? You excited?” You watch his face change as you call him out, “I’m- just! Making sure… is all.” Your eyelids lower, “righhttt…” You go back to hugging him, resting your head on his shoulder. “Well yes- we can.” You answer.

You wrap your arms around him probably a bit too tightly… Charlie gives a slightly worried smile, “Cool… cool.” He mumbles, Obviously not sure how to handle the situation. You immediately jump off his lap in excitement. “I’ll be right back!” You quickly walk to your room. Charlie sits nervously, wondering what you’re going to get.

He hears you shuffling around in there before you finally pop your head back out, holding- … “is that your weed bag?”. Charlie asks, his addict brain already hoping for what’s might to come. “Mhm.” You hum, and make your way over to the coffee table. You place the bag down and sit comfortably on the floor, the coffee table at the perfect height for you to be able to fiddle with your things. “Need you nice and relaxed don’t we?” You start to unzip the little black bag.

Charlie joins you on the floor and you sit across from each other. “I thought you wanted the rest for this weekend?” He questions. “Well I did-“ You pull out your bowl, grinder, etc. “But you are way more important.” Charlie takes the odd compliment. And you start to grind up the rest of your bud. You notice Charlie’s fidgety hands. “Hey…” You look at him sweetly, “Don’t worry hun… we’re taking this nice and slow. Enjoy yourself, play your game.” A smile slowly crept its way onto his face,

“yeah- … alright.” Charlie reached back behind him to grab the remote, before focusing on his game again.

You take your time with the bowl. Making sure it’s packed tight enough. You watch Charlie slowly lose himself in the game again, and you peek at the screen every now and then to see how he’s doing.

Once you finish packing the bowl, you make sure to clean up whatever weed bits fell on the table. You start to dig around in your bag for a lighter before finally noticing the bright pink of it. You take out the lighter and place it next to the pipe, packing up the rest of the stuff you had back in your bag. You stand up and wiggle around the bowl in his face, “She’s all ready for you…” You say in a strange lustful tone. Charlie snorts at your words and gives you a weird look, before pausing the game and standing up.

You both make your way to your apartment balcony, like clockwork. Can you tell they’ve done this an unhealthy amount?

You both take your designated seat on the outdoor furniture, watching as cars fly by. There's one thing you know about your’s and Charlie’s relationship, that it’s bloomed over your shared love of pot and critter/people watching.

You try to hand the bowl to Charlie, He gives you a look. “What happened to who packs it gets the first hit?” You roll your eyes and shove the objects in his hand anyway. “Tonight is about you, I’m willing to sacrifice my packing rights.”. “Alright….” He lets out a fake sigh, “I mean If you insist…” He says slyly before taking the first hit. You watch as the smoke goes with the light wind, “So what’s your safe word?” Charlie seemed ick’d by the question, “Will we need one?” He asks.

“Always have a safe word.” You repeat like it’s been taught to you in school. “Especially with new things like this.” Charlie seems to understand as he places the pipe and lighter on the small glass table between you two, free to whoever wants it. “I guess…. Pim?” You sit in shock before laughing a little “What? Ew, no.” You take the pipe. And Charlie continues, “What? It’s effective, you know, a mood ruiner.” You take a hit while he explains, then smoke pours from your mouth as you speak, “Wow. I cannot believe you would say that about your own best friend.” You tease. Charlie quickly corrects himself, “Not like that! I mean it could be anyone- just something that will rip you out of it, real fast.”.

He’s not wrong. “Okay but anyone but Pim… please.” Charlie thinks, “How about… April?” You choke on nothing, “My MOM?!”. Charlie laughs at you, “You said anyone but Pim!”. You place the pipe back down, “Yeah, but NOT my MOM! Oh god- it’d make me feel more worse than I already would.”

“That’s the point! That’s what I’m saying- it’s effective.” Charlie adds. “No, nonono, No way. Not happening.” You make your stance clear, but you can’t help but crack a smile at how ridiculous the idea is.

“Fine, fine…” Charlie says and thinks about what else to pick. “What about Mip?” He asks. “That guy that tried to bomb a princess?” You recall. Charlie nods, “mhm.”. You lean back in your chair, “Yeah… that could work. Basically the same as Pim though.” Charlie eyebrows furrow, “What? How?”. You give Charlie a look, “Seriously…? Pim. Mip.”. It takes him a second but it clicks. “Oh…oh”. “You actually didn’t notice?”

“No, I guess I didn’t… Wow. Man, I think I have something to work out with Pim.” You pass him the bowl. “You mean cause you basically almost kissed a copy of Pim?” You tease him.

Charlie groans at the comment, “I really do not want to think about it right now-“ You laugh at Charlie, though you don’t blame him. 7 years is a lot of time to suddenly bring up anything romantic. “Pims a nice guy. Like too much for his own good. I’m sure whatever happens will be fine.” You try to comfort him.

Charlie uncomfortably shifts in his seat, like even thinking about it brings him stress. “Nothing's gonna happen anyway. I still don’t- well I’m still not sure-“ You watch Charlie struggle to formulate his thoughts.

“I’d just never thought I’d be into a guy- It’s just difficult to know how to go about it.”You feel for him, figuring out your sexuality as an adult, or at all, can be pretty daunting. You rub his shoulder, “I know. But no one’s asking you to make any choices right now. This stuff takes a lot of time to figure out. And it’s Pim, no matter what you say, he’ll hear you out.”

Charlie's eyes stay glued to the ground for a while, clearly something on his mind. Suddenly he lets out a frustrated groan. “And now I’m letting you peg me?!?” He whines. “You don’t have too!” You say quickly. “No! No. I want to. I really want to.” He says with a huff. You flush a little at his admission. “That’s the problem! I never thought I’d be into- just- …is it weird that I want that?”

“No! Not at all. I want this too, I asked I wanted it so bad!” You hope to comfort him. “And dude, how many people on this earth want it up the ass?” Charlie scoffs and you continue, “A shit ton, that’s how many. It’s not weird at all!”

Charlie finally rips his eyes away from the floor, opting for the dark sky. “Yeah… I guess there's no point in me denying it…” Charlie mumbles, him clearly still trying to get past it.

Watching him like this makes you have the strongest urge to cuddle and love on him tonight, and you find your legs moving on their own. You slowly crawl into his lap again and wrap your arms around his neck. His hands find your hips as you feel him lay his head on your weight.

“Whatever happens, we’ll still love you man.” You lay a kiss on his shoulder. You can feel Charlie’s grip tighten around your hips, “pfft… you’re so cheesy.” Charlie helps you lift yourself back up to look at him. Still straddled comfortably on his lap, “daww.. come on, you love it.” You give him a sweet smile. Charlie rolls his eyes, but his blushing face tells you all you need to know.

You watch Charlie reach for the pipe and lighter, helping himself to an especially long hit. Your hands travel down to his sides. When Charlie weens off the hit, you suddenly find him kissing you. Pushing the smoke into your mouth. The whine you let out from shock is horrifically embarrassing. But all you find yourself doing is pushing back into the kiss, trying your best to breathe in the mass amount of smoke. Charlie hums as you accept and and he makes sure you take the kiss with a push on the back of your head.

God, it makes your head spin. And the smoke in your system isn’t helping. He takes his time with the kiss, making sure to invade every part of you. And when he finally pulls back, and the smoke is free’d, It’s embarrassing to feel how wet you got just from one sudden kiss. And it’s obvious on your face.

Charlie laughs at you. And you push on his chest, “shhuttt up.” You whine, and Charlie takes your wrists before you can push yourself farther away from him. “You sure you like to top?” He asks slyly. You groan, “Yes, just- that caught me off guard…”. Charlie gives you a very aware smile. “And no doing that tonight.” You remind him. “Remember I’m the one doing the work.”

All Charlie gives in response is a sarcastic “Right.”.

“I mean it! I can’t do what I have to with you being so pushy the whole time.” Suddenly an idea comes to your attention, and you just have to get it out. “Orrr… I could tie you up if you don’t listen.” You give him a cheeky smile.

Charlie grips onto your sides tighter like the idea of not being able to touch you is an immediate threat. “You wouldn’t.”. You think about his words. It’s not a no. But you have to confirm. “I would…” You say and lean a bit closer to him. “Would you like that?” You say almost in a whisper. You can feel Charlie’s breath hitch, “I-…” He thinks for a second. “God- yes. I would…” He admits under his breath. You giggle like a schoolgirl, “I knew you would!” You bring him into a hug. “You’re perfect for me… and so good too.” You saying that makes you realize that your high hit a while ago. And it’s certainly affecting you, making you extra lovey.

You can feel Charlie’s breath go heavy, and where usually a snarky remark goes gets replaced with an uncontrollable hip push into your heat. Charlie’s hands subconsciously making their way lower on your back. You lift yourself off him to get a good look at his face. His eyelids heavy. “You really liked that didn’t you…?” You say lowly, “ ‘never told me you were a fan of praise…” You tease and your hands grow greedier at the sight of him like this. They go from his sides down to his hip bones.

“m’sorry” Charlie grumbles. That word in his voice definitely shouldn’t affect you as much as it did. But, god- it makes you want more.

You reach for the pipe that rests on the table, and push the weed down with the back of your lighter. You face the pipe to Charlie and hold the choke for him. He places his lips on the pipe and you light the small amount left for him. When he pulled away you breathe in whatever’s left.

Charlie looks high. And you’re sure you do too. You place the pipe down for the last time. “Charlie?” You say quietly. He hums in response.

“Wanna take us to the bedroom?”

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Charlie Dompler x Depressed! Reader

Warnings: self harm, depression, suicidal thoughts, drugs, GN (short one shot)

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Summery: you’re Charlie’s depressed Roomate and you need a bit of cheering up after losing your job, so you moved in with Charlie but you’ve been acting off. More quiet. More silent. Charlie notices and cheers you up <3

It’s only been two months ever since you moved in with your best friend and mate, Charlie Dompler. He’s been there for you ever since your mental health has started to decline and you love him for that.

It was a normal and slow day, you sat in your rough gaming chair as you scroll on your laptop in hopes to find a new job application. Luckily Charlie had off from the smiling friends that day due to snowy conditions. You scroll as you mumble to yourself;

“Hell, why can’t I just get a fucking job. I’ve done atleast 6 interviews by now.” You scoff as you pick up a box of cigarettes, taking one out and lighting it with a nearby lighter. Charlie looks at you from his bed putting his phone down on his chest.

“You’re smoking again ______.. what’s wrong dude?” Charlie sat up with a groan, slowly walking over and staring at your laptop screen, as you drag the cigarette from your dry lips. “Ya know you can.. lie.”

“For the love of fuck Charlie I’m not gonna lie for my damn resumé!”

“Hey hey hey.. no need to get all feisty..” Charlie raised his hands as he stepped back, realizing the seriousness of the situation and was no time for joking. “Just.. try.” Charlie muttering as he comes closer. You felt him right against your back. He was looking at your arms. Your sleeves were rolled up.

Fuck.

You awkwardly roll down your sleeves as you clear your throat, dragging your cigarette one more time before shaking it putting it out into your filled ashtray.

“____?” Charlie groaned.

“Y-yeah..?” You made no eye contact all you felt was him against your back. Charlie pulls your chair out and quickly pulling you into a warm embrace. Your face turns heated as tears started to pour. “I’m sorry Charlie. I just.. don’t feel good enough. Can’t even get a job or my own fucking house dude.” You cried harder as Charlie held you quietly as silent tears rolled down his face

“I can’t do this anymore Charlie-

“I can’t lose you.” Charlie pushes away, grabbing your shoulders as he looks you in the eyes with a worried look. “Please ___ i- we, need you here.” He pulls you into one more hug, more stronger than last time. You hugged him back.

“I love ya man.”

“Wait.. what?” You pushed Charlie away as you sniffled with a shocked look on your face.

“Oh shit- I’m sorry. Probably not the time to-“ you than pull Charlie into a deep kiss as he grabs onto your clothing pulling you onto the floor with him as you both laughed. You rested next to Charlie.

“I love you too.” You smiled.

“Was that a… smile?” Charlie grinned as he moved into his side to face you.

“W-what?! No no…” You covered your face

“Don’t. Lemme see that face. Come ‘Er!”

“what? No- I’m not smiling. FAILED” you laughed as Charlie tried to rip your hand off your face.

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Hello! Sorry for spelling errors, English isn’t my first language!(🇩🇪) I enjoyed making this!

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Uncle Samsonite x Fem! Reader

(NSFW SMUT! Minors dni.)

Uncle Samsonite was in love with you and you already took that as a curse, you couldn't stay calm, he always appeared everywhere. He indirectly wanted to confess to you but it always went wrong and he always scared you away at every attempt.

You hated it.

You don't know how to stop him or get rid of him.

Your friends didn't believe you and your family was worried, your friends walked away from you leaving you alone. You never felt like this before. All alone with nobody to believe you.

So you gave up. You really didn’t care if you confronted the monster. Days went by, still hearing his footsteps in your room at night. This time, you didn’t feel hatred towards him.

You felt… reassured. Relief. He was the only one that checked on you and visited you. You felt at joy to have him at your side.

At night, you were sleeping until you heard something…You knew that voice perfectly.

"It's time to have some fun with Uncle Samsonite...You look so cute sleeping, did you miss me, darling? I know you missed me, it's been a while since I last visited you and I missed you very much”

He spoke in a gentle tone as he slowly approached your bed. You slowly looked at him with a soft look. A soft, shy smile formed on your face as you waved at him shyly.

"Hey Sam..."

He smiled widely as you addressed him, looking at you lovingly and full of excitement, he got closer to you.

"Darling, it's good to see you finally addressing me by my nickname, you don't know how happy I am to finally be able to get close to you.."

He got to the bed and sat next to you, looking at you with that mischievous smile of his.

He noticed your flustered expression, which seemed to make him more excited. "Awww, you're blushing, does it excite you that I'm so close to you? you look adorable like this..."

He slowly put his hand on your cheek, to caress it gently, causing his smile to widen with excitement as you leaned into his touch.

You didn't push him away, so he pulled you closer to him, causing your clothed body to press against his.

"I've always wanted to have you so close to me like this... I wanted to touch you for so long and you're finally letting me... You have no idea how excited that makes me..."

His voice seemed to softly echo in your room. "How come you treat me differently? I thought you were gonna kill me" you spoke in a gentle tone as you snuggled against him.

He chuckled silently, a low chuckle, as he pulled you even closer, wrapping his arm around you, so you could feel how quickly his heart was beating.

"You know very well why I treat you differently, it's just that you're the most special and dear person to me... and why would I want to kill you now that I finally get closer to you?"

You hummed at his answer, seeing how he's been in love with you since the beginning. You then felt him gently picking you up, setting you on his lap feeling a strange excitement in you.

"You don't know how long I've been dreaming of this moment, being here with you, holding you in my arms, feeling your warmth against me... It's all I've ever wanted..."

As he held you firmly in his lap, you pressed your face into his gloved hand, feeling the shyness overcome you. He chuckled as he embraced you.

He felt you wrapping your arms around him, he felt himself shiver slightly when you did it, a new thrill running through his body.

He slowly pressed his face into your neck, nuzzling against it gently, as he breathed in deeply, as if wanting to memorize your scent.

"Mmmm, you smell so nice...I could stay like this with you for hours, feeling your body against mine..."

A soft chuckle flowed out of your mouth. "Yeah, it's very comfortable," you spoke softly.

He smiled at your soft chuckle, loving that sound. He slowly leaned closer to your ear, his voice soft and almost a whisper as he spoke to you, holding you tight against his body.

"I know, right? you're so comfortable...and your body feels so good against mine, I could stay like this forever... just holding you, feeling your warmth against me..."

He chuckled at your shiver, loving how it made your blush grow even more intense. "How adorable.."

He nuzzled into your neck once more before you felt his teeth nibble on your neck. He smiled at the sound, loving the way you reacted.

The more he nibbled in your neck, the more soft sounds escaped your lips. Your breathing was starting to get a bit heavier, never feeling like this before.

"Mmm, you are so sensitive, aren't you? I love how responsive you are to my touch, feeling your breathing get heavier... I can make you feel so much better, darling..."

Continuing his gentle onslaught, he gently bit on your neck, gently sucking your soft skin. You let out a soft gasp before moaning softly, giving in to him.

"Mmm, that's my darling, letting yourself go and surrendering to me... You're doing so well, darling..."

He couldn't help himself as he looked at your expression, his eyes taking all of you in, admiring the redness of your face, your heavy, soft breath, your half-lidded, almost dazed eyes looking at him.

You felt him gently taking off your clothes, placing them on the floor next to your bed. His gloved hands gently caressed your soft, smooth skin.

You tried to cover yourself, feeling slightly embarrassed and shy, causing a silent chuckle to flow out of his lips.

"No need to cover yourself, darling. I want to see all of you, every beautiful inch of your body... Let me look at you..."

Gently pulling your arms away from you, leaving you exposed completely to his gaze as his gloved hands continued to caress your smooth skin.

Gently and almost reverently touching you everywhere.

He gently pushed you back on the bed, allowing you to settle against the soft mattress, his eyes never leaving your body, admiring it up and down.

His caresses continued, his gloved hands slowly exploring every inch of you, as if he was trying to memorize your every curve and contour with his touch.

He started to lean his body against yours, starting from your thighs. You shivered when you felt his lips littered gentle kisses all over. Raising your hand, you gently caressed his ear, causing a soft chuckle to flow out of him.

He continued to move upwards, nibbling and biting all over your stomach and chest, feeling your moans escape with each bite, causing a low rumble in his own chest.

He took pleasure in the sounds you were making and how his touch was slowly taking over you, making your mind hazy with pleasure.

As he moved up, he settled his body on top of yours, trapping you underneath him, feeling the warmth of your body against his, your arms and legs wrapping around him.

He felt the urge to take you right there, to claim you as his, but he wanted to hold off a bit more, to relish in this moment with you first.

Teeth gently sinked into your flesh, leaving marks to show who you belonged to. You could feel his body pressing against yours, his weight upon you, holding you there in his arms.

He saw your mind getting hazy with pleasure, hearing your soft moans and feeling your body against his. He knew that you had given yourself to him, completely and willingly, and it felt right.

He stopped his onslaught of love bites to look back at you, seeing your half-lidded eyes looking into his. He felt your hands on his face, caressing his skin, making him lean into your touch.

It was as if he was enjoying the feeling of your hands on his skin.

He smiled at the sight of your shy smile, loving how vulnerable you looked, how willing you were to give yourself to him completely.

Feeling a slight tug of you pulling his face closer, seeing you blush once more under his gaze. He felt your soft lips press against his own, and he gently returned the kiss, feeling a rush within him.

It took all his willpower to not just overpower you then and there, to pull you close and to claim your lips as they start to gently move against his. The kiss started to get deeper and more passionate, his tongue gently slipping into your mouth, exploring it slowly and gently, wanting to taste you.

He was surprised by how sweet you tasted, like the sweetest soda he'd ever tasted.

Hearing you moan against him, he slowly grinded against you, wanting to heighten the pleasure, to make you feel even more pleasure than you ever had before.

He felt you getting hazier, the pleasure heightening as you moaned against his shoulder. It was driving him mad with desire, hearing those soft moans muffled against his body, it made him want you even more.

Grinding against you faster, the pleasure growing as both of you moan loudly from the pressure. You both held each other tightly, shaking from the high of pleasure that you both were feeling together.

He gently caressed your body as you both were in the afterglow, feeling the warmth of your body against his, savoring the moment between you both.

You gave him a soft smile as you snuggled against him. Your body felt light yet heavy at the same time.

"I love you, Sam..."

"I love you too, darling"

Pulling you closer to him, you both fell into a deep sleep, feeling the warmth of each other's embrace and the contentment of simply being together.

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Charlie Dompler x Roomate! Reader

One shots

(Platonic, SFW, cursing, drugs, gender neutral)

In Charlie’s mind, 2 people, =more bills. He’s not too happy about that.. but eventually you’ll convince him that you both could split it. (Bro did NOT wanna pay 😭🙏)

He REFUSES to clean or share a room. (If yall share a room, prepare to get hotboxed)

Fast food/uber eats for dinner for the rest of your life, hell yeah!

“Hey man.. it’s getting kinda bad in here, mind if you clean your shit?” “No”. Charlie says as he hits his vape. Lots of pot and alcohol smell in his room. Some nights you just wake up from the smell of weed.

Definitely will be movie nights on Friday when yall are off work, usually older movies.

The creepy ass doll that Charlie keeps in his room for his uncle. Every night it’s as if the thing is staring sometimes even saying “hello handsome.”

100% Charlie will use you as a bank resource. “Hey man, going out with Pim can a have a few?” “I need some cash for groceries” (pot)

Don’t try to drag him out of the house for a second . Bro will not go out. Instead he’s on his laptop playing games or watching YouTube lore videos.

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Hello! Sorry if this was short. I love yall! Trying my best to start posting again-

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I LOVE THIS!! Tysm!!! /srs 💕

Hey!! Before I ask, I just wanna say that I also cope with schizophrenia and I hope you’re okay and I’m happy you have a healthy coping mechanism :33 I wanted to request a stim board for Charlie Dompler from smiling friends :33 -🫧

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Charlie Dompler Stimboard

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Note ; thank you!! I am doing pretty okay as of current, I hope you are well too <3 /gen

I haven't watched smiling friends before but I hope this is okay!

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Here have a goober, his name is Zylo

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(I need to cure my writers block..)

SHAKE THAT THANG QUEEN 😻😻

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Pure art.

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CHAT I made a acc for stim boards and shit, CHECK IT OUT🤑🤑 but I do warn, I haven’t posted anything yet but check pinned on that acc! DROP YOUR SUGGESTIONS 📢📢📢

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I HAVE RISEN FROM THE DEAD AND ALOT HAS CHANGED!!! I am now hyper fixated on X-men.

PLEASE REQUEST ME IM DYING REQUESTS ARE OPEN?!

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Fade

Gif is from: http://dimensao7.tumblr.com/post/71961129557 

Pairing: Young Night Crawler x Male Reader

Author: Lewis

Prompt: Hello, I was wondering if I could request a Nightcrawler (young) x male reader imagine? The plot being that the reader always wears jackets or long sleeves to hide old self-harm scars that they are embarrassed by and Kurt accidentally teleports to their room while they are shirtless and the reader can’t hide them? (I’m so sorry that was a long request, I hope its okay)

Author’s Note: AHHHH I’m really sorry about how late this is! I’m on a break from school right now so hopefully I’ll be able to get out some more stories for you guys. 

Warning: Mentions of past self-harm 

The sun hung proudly, high in the sky, the occasional white fluffy cloud decorating the crisp blue sky above. It was a warm day and all the children from Professor Xavier’s school took full advantage of that. Every basketball and tennis court was filled; children ran through the fields playing tag or kicking balls. The older teen soaked up the sunlight, lying picnic rugs, chatting amongst themselves. The vast majority of the children where wearing thin t-shirts and shorts, majority referring to all but one.

By the lake they sat, the first of the children who were training to be X-Men; Peter, Jean, Scott, Ororo, Jubilee, Warren, Kurt and Y/N. Most of them were either wearing singlet’s or thin t-shirts that was but for one, Y/N. Even in the heat he had still decided to were his black leather jacket with a mild grey attachable t-shirt hood as well as jeans. At first the others had expected him to just take it off but no. As the day continued and the heat of the beating sun was enjoyed, not once did he make an attempt to take it off.

“Jesus man you’ve gotta be fried in that get up.” Peter remarked, gesturing at his outfit. Y/N shrugged shaking his head.

“Nah I’ve got ac build in here.” He smirked.

“Seriously though, aren’t you gonna take that thing of.” Scott pointed to his jacket.

“What are you tryna say, huh? You don’t like my jacket?” Y/N scoffed, “Well I think you’re just jealous because I look way better in a leather jacket than you do.”

Soft laughter spread across the group as Scott shook his head, muttering a quick ‘whatever.’ In the five months that Y/N had been here they had learnt two things, one he always gave Peter a run for his money when it came to quick wit and two, there was never a time where Y/N wasn’t wearing something with long sleeves. It was odd at first but whenever asked about it he’d brush it off or avoid the question with a joke. Soon enough the group brushed it off too.

A peaceful silence settled over the teens as they gazed at the sparkling lake in front of them. But Kurt’s eyes were on something else, something much more captivating. His eyes had settled on Y/N as they often do. Kurt couldn’t help but admire the way the boy’s eyes seemed to sparkle in the sun light. Kurt always found himself staring at the boy especially when he is using his powers. Kurt would be staring contently as his already beautiful eyes would change into an electric blue supernova of colour. The first time Y/N created a ball of electricity in front of Kurt he was blown away, by both the silvery blue ball of electricity in his hands and explosive change in eye colour. Kurt could sit for hours just watching him summon the balls of electricity or fight the bots in the danger room. The way he so elegantly glided around, body wrapped in a spiral of glistening electricity, moving to an almost rhythmic beat, a dance Kurt did not know the steps to.

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roblox please unban me, i only said suck my wiener :(

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TWD Incorrect quotes #4

Y/N: hey Daryl, is there a chance while you’re out scavenging.. perchance you can find me ‘sum bows?

Daryl: damn, you finally want to learn how to shoot arrows now?-

Y/N: no no, like Hair bows, Daryl.

Daryl: so you’re ‘tellen me, when the world ended and there are… blood thirsty, skin eating ‘walkers out there.. you want me to go get ya ‘sum pretty bows?..

Y/N: Mhm!

Daryl: …

Y/N: :>

Daryl: …what color.

Y/N: _____ Please!

(Last Daryl Dixon incorrect quote BLEW UP so I’m making another <3)

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Nicholas SerhMann

Can’t post art on here nowadays bc of AI, tracing and stealing..but here is my The Walking Dead OC to share with the world 🤍🌎