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VAMPIRES pt. 1 | Charlie Walker

(yes i did use r!euro for the pic even though it’s a Charlie fic don’t come for me </3)

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ ooc Charlie, vampire! Charlie, blood, neck biting, blood drinking, gay Charlie, male! reader, use of y/n, a little horror-esque at the start but ultimately not, somewhat fast paced at times, unrealistic aspects (obviously), NSFW in part 2

Y/N’s chest heaved, twigs snapping and long dead, snow covered leaves crunching under his feet as he ran, semi blindly navigating the dark forest. The chase was a blur, heart hammering against his ribs as he heard each thudding step behind him. Each footfall shook the ground underneath him, and his pursuer was not subtle nor careful. He knew he couldn't outrun whatever was after him, not for much longer anyway. He knew he had to hide, somewhere, anywhere. His throat and chest burned, each breath he sucked in making him wheeze. He managed to take a hasty look behind him, where he saw a mass of black fur lit by the little moonlight seeping through the trees. He whipped his head back around, focusing solely on finding a hiding place. His heart fluttered when he saw a building of some kind in the distance, he was too far and it was too dark to make out just yet, but it was something so he ran for it. Y/n ran as fast as his legs would take him, desperately clawing at the front door when he reached it. He could hear his pursuer's heavy footsteps behind him, right on his tail. Tears spilled from his eyes as he fumbled with the door handle, his body burning hot despite the below freezing temperature he’d been running in. A wheeze left him as the door opened, instantly he fell inside, scrambling to close it behind him.

As he gasped for breath from the floor, body slumped against the now closed and locked door, he listened for footsteps through the door. Y/N’s body was coated in sweat, despite the cold air that was prominent even indoors. He continued to listen his heart beating frantically, there was nothing to be heard, no footsteps, huffs of breath, or twigs snapping. It was silent. Ominously silent. After an unknown amount of minutes had passed by with no interruption from outside, his heart had calmed down. Once the adrenaline wore off he finally noticed the stinging pain on his knees, falling onto his backside to examine them. Y/n was relieved to find his knees were only scuffed, some blood raising to the surface of his skin, from his rough collision with the floor upon his entrance. He rolled his pant legs back down before getting up and checking the rest of his body. He didn't see anything else wrong with him, but he was still left with a sinking feeling in his gut. It was silent outside, but he felt like he was being watched making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Slowly, he began to explore the room, hoping to find an explanation for all the strange occurrences that caused him to stumble to this house.

Y/n took a few tentative steps around the room, searching the corners and cabinets for signs of life or danger. The house felt empty, and the dimly lit rooms only added to the eerie atmosphere. The faint smell of old furniture and dust was the only hint that anyone was ever even here. He cautiously opened a few cabinet doors and drawers, looking for anything dangerous, maybe even something to defend himself with were that thing to come back before dawn. He saw some old tools, a few books, and some cooking utensils, but nothing really useful. He was beginning to relax when he heard a sound. It was too faint to make out, like the gentle brushing of clothes so he held his breath and listened, heart speeding up. He heard it again, more distinctly this time. It was footsteps. Goosebumps rose on his arms. Y/n froze in place, feeling as though he had somehow invaded another's territory despite all signs pointing to this building being abandoned. It was quiet outside the house, but here, within the walls, something moved, something other than himself. His heart sank.

He clenched his jaw, slowly reversing until his back hit the wall softly. A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, a pale figure with long dark hair. “Why are you in my home?” Came a deep voice. Y/n flinched, his breath catching in his throat, eyes quickly taking in the figure standing before him, looking for any sign of aggression in their eyes or movements. Y/n's stomach twisted in knots, and he felt a cold sweat break out across his body once more. As if in response, the mysterious figure tilted their head slightly, a questioning look on their face. Y/n sucked in a nervous breath. “I- I didn’t know anyone lived here… something was chasing me out there.” he said, voice trembling. The mysterious figure remained stoic, their light eyes studying the boy’s expression and body language. Y/n shifted on his feet, feeling uncomfortable under the intense gaze of the pale figure. “Please… can you help me?” His voice sounded tiny in the silence of the room. The pale figure took a few steps closer, making no attempt to conceal the sound of their movements as they approached.

As the figure moved closer, the dim lighting showed off the features Y/n couldn’t make out before. He was a pale man, long dark hair and striking eyes that were icy in appearance. His features were sharp and prominent. The man’s lips were parted, just barely visible sharp canines peaking out from behind his top lip. Y/n felt his body tremble, the man in front of him appearing to be sizing him up. Something about the man unnerved him, but simultaneously drew him in. It was almost supernatural, and after the events of this night so far, he was willing to believe anything. The icy blue eyes of the taller man studied Y/n for a few more seconds, before he spoke up. "I can help you. But there is a price for my services. Do you understand?" The man's voice was cold and flat, but there was a slight edge to it that hinted at threats beyond the surface. He gulps despite his mouth going dry, nodding at his words. Y/n's heart pounded in the silence that followed the man's words. He was in a difficult position, his life at the mercy of this mysterious man with cold, uncaring eyes. Y/n felt vulnerable in the face of the pale figure before him. He was caught between fear and desire, scared for his life but also oddly attracted to the intensity of the man's icy blue eyes. Y/n swallowed deeply, trying to keep his fear from showing on his face.

Y/n struggled to keep his expression neutral as the taller man's eyes ran over every inch of his body. Y/n's fear mixed with his growing fascination with the man, and he began to feel a strange tug at his stomach, drawn toward the man's icy presence despite himself. As the man spoke again, his voice filled Y/n with dread, and he was forced to wonder what exactly this mysterious man wanted from him. His fears began to mount as he thought about what he could possibly offer to this man who was, for all in intents and purposes, in control of his life in that moment. Y/n took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves and speak up. "what…what is that price, exactly?" He wasn't sure he wanted to know what the man would ask of him, but the pressure was building, and his curiosity was starting to overwhelm his fear. The man's face remained stoic, his pale features remaining impassive as he studied Y/n with his piercing eyes. He finally tilted his head slightly, as if weighing his options before speaking.

Y/n felt a new surge of fear as the man tilted his head, the silence between them growing heavier with each passing moment. Something in the man's aura made Y/n feel like he was in danger, even though the man in front of him hadn't made any direct threats or aggressive movements so far. Yet, this strange, magnetic force was pulling Y/n toward the figure, and his heart pounded in his chest. He knew that he needed to be brave if he wanted the man's help, and he forced a small smile. A cold hand reached out to touch his skin, sending a shiver down his spine. Y/n felt like his body was frozen in place, unable to move as the cold hand reached for him. His breath caught in his throat. The touch wasn’t hostile as he’d half expected, it was surprisingly gentle. The soft caress of the cold hand sent another wave of chills down his spine, warmth pooled in his stomach. The pale man's hand continued to caress Y/n's skin, and he could feel the coldness of it seeping deep into himself through the lightest touch. The man finally spoke, his icy gaze fixed on Y/n, his voice low and almost hypnotic as he spoke.

“In exchange for your safety, I want to feed on you.” He said lowly, face close to the shorter boy’s now. Y/N’s stomach dropped, feed? What had he stumbled into tonight? He felt as if he was some kind of magnet for the supernatural. A nod was all he could muster up, his short internal debate deciding that having a pint or two taken from him, by a man he found attractive anyways, and getting to walk out alive in the morning was more preferable than going back out there and being eviscerated by a giant beast. “Can I know your name at least?” He asked softly, not wanting to push his luck. “Charlie.” He answered simply, hand finding its way back to the exposed skin of the human’s arm. Y/N tensed at the touch as his hand crept up his arm, the slow, almost sensual caress causing a jolt deep in the pit of his stomach. It moved as if savoring the touch of his skin. The icy touch made him feel a bit uneasy, but at the same time, it was undeniably enticing. The vampire's eyes were fixed on Y/n, examining his expression closely. The hand continued to move closer to Y/n's neck, the vampire's eyes beginning to glow a brilliant red. Y/n could feel his lips slowly part as a wave of desire flowed through his entire body.

The vampire leaned closer to Y/n's neck, cold breath on his skin as he drew closer. Y/N felt a strange mix of fear and arousal as the man, no, as Charlie came within inches of his neck. The hunger in the vampire's eyes made Y/N's heart skip a beat, and his body shivered with anticipation as the he creeped closer. The scent of Charlie's breath was intoxicating, smelling almost sweet and his senses were heightened by the sudden jolt of desire he felt courting though his veins. His eyes shut, awaiting the feeling of a sharp pain in his neck, body practically twitching with anticipation, the irony of that didn’t escape him, he couldn’t think of anyone who’d be excited about something that he presumed would be rather painful. As the razor-edged teeth penetrated his skin, the intense pain he expected never came. Just a dull ache concealed mostly by pleasure when Charlie began sucking the blood out. A chill ran up his spine, hand finding its way to Charlie’s shoulder as his head tilted to give him more room. This felt different than any he’d ever experienced before.

this ended up getting really long winded and i'll make a part 2. Part 2 will most likely be smut so idk! take this as a summerween treat :P

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Their favorite way to make you cum | Rory Characters

(not all characters, but if i missed some you want to see i'm open to doing a part 2) (stay safe!!)

warnings: NSFW!! mostly gender neutral reader, kinda ooc at times- let a guy dream ok? Mentions of: use of sex toys, penetrative sex, object insertion, fingering, thigh riding, dry humping, oral sex

Kappa:

- using toys

- whether that be using them on you OR

- making you use them on yourself while he watches

- loves making you ride a dildo in front of him, he gets pleasure out of knowing he's not even touching you yet you still obey every word he says

- will edge you to make the whole experience last longer

- favorite part of his night tbh

- once he gets his fill of watching, will push you down and hammer the toy into you

- doesn't stop even after you cum, he loves overstimulating you

- again, prolonging the experience

- he's mean :( <3

Jack Thurlow:

- his dick :D

- a traditional man ...?

- it's such an ego boost for him, knowing you need no other stimulation to cum

- says stuff like "no one could fuck you better than me."

- when you agree bc he's fucking you so good, it's just stroking his ego further

- he can admit he's a little selfish as well

- not only is he giving you pleasure, he's getting it too.

- it's definitely a win-win for him

Charlie Walker:

- Charlie is pretty much willing and down to do anything for you

- he's absolutely obsessed with you so, duh

- nothing is off the table for him

- his favorite though, is with his fingers

- he adores watching you writhe under his touch, he loves watching you

- knowing he's able to make you cum with just his fingers is a delightful stroke to his ego

- he loves it in any position!!

- You're laying beneath him? Perfect. Straddling his lap on the couch, arms around his shoulders? Just as good. Strewn across his lap, while he's doing it? Amazing!

- and he's good at it too, so you ask him when you're in the mood for it

- and he eats it up every time.

Ollie Sway:

- similar to Kappa in that he likes using stuff on you, but it's not exactly a toy with him

- you guys got drunk together once and he ended up getting an idea

- he ended up fucking you with his empty beer bottle

- he was basically drooling at the sight and has been chasing that high ever since

- begging you every once in a while to let him try it again

- you comply on occasion, letting him get his fix, besides it's not like you don't like it.

Clyde:

- mostly non-penetrative stuff

- not that he doesn't LOVE the penetrative stuff, he absolutely does

- but there's just something about watching you rut against his knee, his hands guiding your hips to do so...

- especially if you guys have smoked a bit, it's so easy for him to sink back into the couch cushions, watching you lazily grind your hips against him

- it might seem a little lazy, and it really is

- but part of the reason it's his favorite way to get you off is how little effort he has to put in to make you finish

- at some point after one of your little sessions, he had a realization of "i can make them feel this good without having to do anything???" and just never looked back

- similar to Charlie, he just loves watching you.

- this isn't to say he can't/doesn't want to put in effort, this is simply his fav way

Danny Cooper:

- HEAD !!!!

- he loves going down on you, and could do so for hours

- and he has

- will eat it from any position

- he's just so good at it, he gets so immersed in what he's doing, soaking in every noise you let out.

- he'll be moaning softly whenever you tug him off by his hair because he's overstimulating you on accident :((

- stares up at you with teary blue eyes and a wet chin, silently asking why you'd interrupt him

- DROOLY BOY !!

- my puppy boy danny agenda >:)

- he loves looking up at you from between your legs, eyes watery from the way you tug his hair

- gets pussy/dick drunk and doesn't like to stop until he's had his fill (he'll stop the moment you ask him to ofc <3)

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least to most likely to have a mommy kink: Rory characters edition!

(not all characters, mostly ones i'm more familiar with to make a proper judgement, clearly i take my job seriously /j also this is purely my opinion and if you disagree that's totally fine :P) The demons in me couldn't rest until i wrote this so :}

Warnings: NSFW, use of mommy (duh), sub!Rory characters, dom!Reader (for the most part), explicit language

Least:

Kappa:

- to be honest i just don't see him being into the whole mommy situation...

- like sure he could be **kind of** submissive at times, but mommy just isn't rolling off the tongue for him.

R!Euro:

- honestly kinda similar to kappa in that, mommy isn't rolling of his tongue particularly easily HOWEVER

- he's definitely further up on the list because i definitely see him subbing easier than Kappa lmao

- he most likely wouldn't use something like 'mommy' though, R!Euro is a 'mistress' man and i'll stand by that (probably)

Ollie Sway:

- he's at this placement for way different reasons than the others lmao

- he'd be wayyyy too shy to bring it up to you despite it being something he could see himself liking

- and if YOU'RE the one too bring it up he's still too embarrassed to voice it's something he might like or be interested in

- would be the type to 'ew' his way out of it simply to avoid any perceived embarrassment about being submissive.

- would come around later (give it 2 days MAX) and admit his feelings when he felt comfortable enough.

- would be totally open to mommy or even other names after coming to terms with his own feelings towards it

Jack Thurlow:

- he would, but not for the same reasons as everyone else

- he has a crazy breeding kink & you cannot tell me otherwise!!

- when he calls you 'mommy' it's almost always condescending or laced with fake sympathy

- when he calls you mommy, it's because he's threatening to make you one

- fucking you so good and saying the filthiest shit ever in your ear with mock sympathy

- "you like that, hm? like it when i fuck you full of my cum? gonna make you a mommy."

(nearing most likely territory here)

Clyde:

- i was torn on who to put in this slot between Clyde and Charlie...

- it's not that Clyde WOULDN'T be into it, he'd just be hesitant

- he has absolutely no problems subbing, but the specific name threw him off a bit at first

- 'mommy' doesn't exactly roll off his tongue with ease regularly yk??

- HOWEVER ,,,

- once you get him pretty deep into subspace, it comes out a lot easier.

- if you're fucking him really good 'mommy' just slips out so easily, he's just not thinking about anything other than how mommy is making him feel in the moment :(((

- the first time he moaned it out, you hardly heard him, it was so soft and quiet.

Charlie Walker:

- he definitely wouldn't be the one to bring it up first but... come on.

- he'd probably be a lil embarrassed about it and it might take quite a bit of encouragement to get him over that little bump of embarrassment

- but after that he *loves* it, not that he'd actually say that.

- he's more of a show how you feel than say it kinda guy.

- surely willing to be such a good boy for mommy <3

- he's literally obsessed with you and would do *anything* for you anyways.

Danny Cooper:

- DUHH !!!!! the subbiest sub to ever sub, you guys

- he's the one who brought it up, extremely shyly i'll add

- once it's been discussed and in action, he's not shy at all though. he's definitely not too shy to moan out for mommy to his hearts content <33

- he thoroughly enjoys calling you mommy, he loves belonging to mommy,

- ESPECIALLY when he's being reminded of how he belongs to mommy !!!

- he adores being mommy's good boy and he is a good boy. the best even.

- when you're fucking him so good he's just a drooly teary eyed mess, and you compliment him, "mommy's baby is so pretty"

- he might just cum on the spot :'))

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KATE POSTING A PIC OF BOOTLEG BTS MERCH HAS ME ROLLING.

why does kpop haunt my life 😭🙏

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i'm pondering... i keep disappearing oopsies

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if i open my mouth...

MOOTIES I KNOW YOU DONT CARE BUT IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH AND SHAKING I NEED HIM SO BAD

(will be deleting this later i just need to yap about this man)

lee jooyeon... you WILL BE MINE 😭💔

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please have this as a "what i'm willing to write for" / "what i'm most likely to write"

i didn't make this it's from twt btw!!

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Valentines | Danny Cooper

♡super fluffy fluff kinda a drabble?♡

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ none, unless you count sickeningly in love couples ♡

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ gay Danny cooper, male reader, masc pronouns used for reader, use of Y/n

The kitchen of the small shared apartment was filled with the smell of chocolate, vanilla, and strawberries. Y/n had prepared several trays of heart-shaped cookies for his boyfriend, one of his favorite treats and was now focusing on dipping the fresh strawberries into the melted chocolate. After dipping in the last strawberry, Y/N heard a key turn in the front door. He placed the strawberry down next to the others he'd just prepared and went to greet his boyfriend, untying his apron from around his waist and tugging the sugar covered garment over his head, leaving it strewn across the counter. His mind was excited, anticipating the moment when his boyfriend would come through the door. He wondered how he would react, would he like the cookies or the strawberries more?

His eyes watched as the doorknob turned, opening to reveal his boyfriend, Danny. The man looked a bit more disheveled than when he left this morning, stray hairs falling into his face having escaped his hair tie and his cheeks and ears red from the wind outside. The thing that really caught Y/n's attention though, was the goofy grin on his face as he shuffled in the apartment, closing the door behind him. It was at this point Danny was gently thrusting his arms out towards his boyfriend, a pretty bouquet in his left hand and a little brown bear holding a heart in the other. Y/n could feel a smile tugging at his lips, taking the gifts with a giggle and instantly feeling strong arms wrapping around him. The moment he felt his arms slip around his waist, squeezing him so tightly, he felt like he was melting. He laughed softly, hugging Danny back before pulling apart to admire the flowers. "Thank you." he muttered earning an "of course!" from his boyfriend.

After a beat of silence Y/n was leading Danny to the kitchen, gingerly setting his own gifts onto the counter as if they'd fall apart if he didn't. "Ta-da!" he said quietly wiggling all ten fingers in the direction of all the sweets on the surfaces in the kitchen. When his eyes found his boyfriend again his face was lit up, lips forming a little 'o' causing a soft chuckle to leave Y/n's lips. He made his way back to Danny's side, looping an arm around his waist. "What do you wanna try first?" he asks, not expecting to see his boyfriend looking down at him with big watery eyes. Y/n's heart dropped as he was engulfed in another hug, this one almost knocking him over by the sheer force of it, but he steadied himself, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. "Is something wrong?" he asks, but doesn't receive a verbal answer just yet, feeling his boyfriend shake his head, then laugh. Danny pulls back, hands gripping onto his boyfriend's shoulders. "No, nothings wrong i just-" he was interrupted by little sniffle, wiping his cheeks. "I just love you so much and you did all this for me i just... i never want to let you go." he said, tears rolling down his cheeks again by the end, Y/n's heart felt more at ease knowing these were happy tears. He didn't have much time to reply before his boyfriend was pulling him into a salty kiss, so sweet and gentle it made his heart swell. Y/n could practically feel his heart melting in his chest, spilling down and spreading warmth into his stomach. When they finally broke apart Y/n muttered softly, "i love you." which earned him another round of kisses, including some being peppered all around his face as he laughed happily.

happy valentine's day lovelies. thanks to everyone who reads my stuff for doing so, it makes me very happy ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

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Valentineseve | Jack Thurlow

[ This one is porn w/o plot so if you want fluff it is NOT here ]

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ fem pronouns, fem anatomy, implied cheating, unprotected sex, sex with a stranger, Y/n is morally gray, Jack is basically an asshole lmao, slight age gap but it's only mentioned once i think?

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ car sex, creampie, Y/n is sad, Jack is married, a **LITTLE** angst because ofc there is

1 hour ago, Tuesday, February 13th

Y/n jammed her hands into her jacket pockets, a sigh leaving her lips as she cut down the Valentines aisle. She wasn't exactly looking forward to the holiday, and her mood was not helped by the many other visitors that were crowding the aisle, looking for the perfect gift for their lover. Y/n had nobody to shop for, and didn't intend to change that anytime soon. She only came here because she needed some chocolate to drown her sorrows.

As people filed out of the aisle, she worked her way further into it, chewing her lower lip as her eyes examined the tall shelf in front of her. The shelves were all stocked full, and Y/n had the pick of the litter. There was a wide variety from the different brands, but they all had the same effect on her, memories of her last relationship flooding her mind with bitter feelings. She had no intention of ever getting into a relationship again, but she liked chocolate too much to let an opportunity like this pass.

Y/n scanned over the many chocolates as her mood grew more somber. What did she really have to look forward to anymore? She let out another long sigh, and tried to focus on the task at hand. She scanned over the shelf again, and tried to pick one at random, but the variety was honestly overwhelming. Her sadness slowly faded away and was replaced with annoyance as the realization finally set in. She had no clue what to pick.

With a sigh, Y/N took a step back, hoping to get a better look at the contents on the top shelf, but she was met with something sturdy hitting her back. She quickly turned her head to look behind her, where she was met with icy blue eyes staring back at her. She'd just bumped into someone. Heat rose to her cheeks and her stomach twisted in embarrassment. "i'm so sorry." she said to the man.

The man she had bumped into was tall, his long messy brown hair framing his pale face. He was attractive, and seemed to be a few years older than her. He had a sharp look in his eyes, like he was trying to determine her state of mind. Yet, there wasn't any hint of anger on his face. His eyebrows relaxed and a small smile worked its way onto his lips. "it's fine, accidents happen." he said warmly. All remnants of embarrassment melted away and she smiled.

Present, Tuesday, February 13th

Y/n's chest heaved against the seats of the dark haired man's car, the man whose name she came to find out was Jack. Lewd sounds filled the car, the sound of skin slapping skin as well as the wet sounds coming from her cunt. A choked moan escaped her throat as Jack pounded into her, his hand gripping her hair. After a few more thrusts, a gasp slipped her lips at the feeling of his cock being pulled slowly out. She felt strong hands grasping her skin and moving her body, flipping her over. As her back hit the seats, she was staring up at Jack, whose blue eyes were trained on her red face. He looked more disheveled now, brown strands sticking to his slightly sweaty forehead. Without a word his hands were lifting her legs to rest on his shoulders, once they were firmly in place, he used his index finger to tug her wet panties to the side once again. He smirked down at her, wet doe eyes staring back up at him, before thrusting his cock back inside without warning, punching a moan out of her. A husky moan filled her ears.

She heard a few expletives escaping Jack's lips in mumbles as he started pumping in and out of her already soaked hole. Y/n's head tipped back, falling against the seat, her hair bunching up under her. She only glanced down when she felt hands gripping her hips, fingers digging into the soft skin of them as he hammered into her with fervor. Her eyes actively avoided the gold band that Jack sported on his left hand, instead choosing to focus on the way he was currently hitting every right spot inside her, sending chills down her spine. Lithe fingers found their way into Jacks messy hair, tugging slightly as he continued his eager thrusts, leaning forward to catch her lips in an aggressive kiss. Teeth nipped her lip before being soothed over by his tongue, it felt like he wanted to devour her whole, and she'd let him.

Jack pulled apart after a few moments, a string of spit connecting the two. Y/n's body felt hot, a familiar tug in her lower stomach as her cunt clenched uncontrollably around the taller man's throbbing length. She sucked in a shaky breath, eyes growing watery as she looked up at Jack hovering over her. "you gonna cum?" he asks, almost teasingly with a smirk, before a grunt leaves him. Y/n nodded quickly, head falling back against the seats once again, a guttural moan being forced out of her as Jack kept his pace, fingers finding her clit with ease. Tears pooled her eyes Jack pounded her cunt, using his left hand to abuse the sensitive bundle of nerves. She forced her eyes open, looking up at Jack through blurry eyes. "Gonna cum..." she choked out, hips rolling into his movements lasciviously, earning a chuckle from him.

"Yeah? Cum for me." he whispered into her ear with a smirk, that's what sent her over the edge. Y/n's body shook at the intensity of the orgasm, Jack never stopping his pace, letting her fully ride out her orgasm. A few low moans left him at the way her cunt pulsed around him. That's all it took to send him over the edge, one last sloppy thrust and he was releasing into her, teeth sinking into her collar bone making her roll her hips against him. He groaned, throwing his head back as his hips slowly came to a still. Y/n was still coming down from her high, chest heaving with each breath as she laid there with her eyes closed. Soon, she felt fingers pulling her panties back into the correct placement, opening her eyes she looked up at Jack who was already cleaning himself back up. Y/n took the hint and sat up. She began slipping her pants on and pulling her shirt back into place. "I have to go... but i'd really like to see you another time." Jack's voice pulled her from her autopilot. She nodded at him, allowing him to help her out of the car, stealing one last glance at the inside, not being able to stop the way her eyes caught the bag of Valentines gifts in his passenger seat.

Jack pecked her cheek one last time before climbing into the drivers side seat and starting the car. Y/n walked away, a sick feeling pooling in her stomach.

this is not proof read yet, it's probably ass but😰 i'm keeping my word and doing BOTH since that was the result of the poll.

i don't own the two dividers used creds to: @gigittamic

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masterlist♡

key:

smut - ☆

angst - ✧

fluff - ♡

not smut but not fluff either - ✿

ship content - ☾

Scream franchise:

Charlie Walker-

sleep overs are fun! ☆☆☆

i need you. ☆☆☆

pokerface ☆☆☆

pokerface 3 ✧✧✧

mask kink ☆☆☆

horror movies ☆☆☆

Charlie's so hot

Charlie's so hot 2 ☆☆☆

desperation ☆☆☆

best friends brother(headcannons) ✿✿✿

music taste (headcannons) ✿✿✿

Mommy Kink

Kirby Reed-

pokerface ☆☆☆

pokerface 2 ☆☆☆

pokerface 3 ✧✧✧

Jill Roberts-

Stu Macher-

Billy Loomis-

Mindy Meeks Martin-

Chad Meeks Martin-

Sam Carpenter-

Ethan Landry-

Rory characters (minus Charlie)

Clyde (Electrick Children)-

wanna smoke? ✿✿✿

brother's best friend ✿✿✿

Mommy Kink

Dan Cooper (Intruders)-

stormy night ☆☆☆

Valentines ♡♡♡

Mommy Kink

R!euronymous (Lords of Chaos)-

argument -> sex ☆☆☆

Mommy Kink

Jack Thurlow (Jack goes Home)-

Valentineseve ☆☆☆

Mommy Kink

Creepypasta:

Tobias Rogers/Ticci Toby-

Eyeless Jack-

Laughing Jack-

Jeff the killer-

what i'm most likely to write:

This will be updated and changed around semi-often but i felt like i needed to organize my account before it was too big of a hassle to do so.

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i just finished saltburn and all i have to say is... WHY are people thirsting over Oliver and Felix when Farleigh is RIGHT THERE???? good lord.

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Desperation. | Charlie Walker

in which Ghostface (Charlie Walker) attacks a girl he’d always been attracted to, in anger of her never noticing him. She pleads with him, assuring him she’d do anything for her life. Would he take this opportunity to get what he’d always wanted from her?

˗ˏˋcontents´ˎ˗ Charlie Walker x reader, fem! reader, p in v, nsfw, use of y/n, college student y/n still living with her parents, disappearing act ghostface

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ violent themes, serial killer(ghostface), sexual themes, knife mention, creampie, fingering.

The night was extremely dark, not to mention chilly. By now it was mid-October and everyone in Woodsboro was buzzing about the recent murders amping up. Some people cared, but to most, it seemed like a big joke. To Y/N however, it was far from it. The killings had gotten increasingly more violent and depraved. The news coverage and talk about it amongst the population made Y/N’s heart feel like it was tensing up in her chest, unable to push any blood through her body. Looking out the window of her house she couldn’t see any people walking around or any porch lights turned on. This was likely because of the countywide curfew put in place by the police department. Before the murders had started, her parents had to take a trip abroad, trusting her alone in Woodsboro. After hearing about the murders, they instantly regretted their decision. Unfortunately, their tickets were nonrefundable. They were forced to stay on their work trip with no way back to their daughter.

Y/n pulled the curtains she was gazing out of shut and walked over to check that the front door was still locked. When she confirmed it was, she did her rounds, checking all locks and closing curtains downstairs. Once she was satisfied she went upstairs to her room with increasingly heavy eyes. When she pushed the sturdy oak door open, however, something felt different, shocking some drowsiness out of her. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She noticed next that the curtains in her room were flowing with the wind… her window was open.

She really wasn’t a dramatic person, but she was so sure that she had closed that window maybe not locked it but definitely closed. Slowly, she creeped towards the window, moving the curtains aside to see how far it was open… fully. It was fully open. When she stuck her head out to peek down, right there was the ladder from her backyard leaned up against the side of the house. She barely had time to process the ladder being lined up with her window before she felt a sharp pain in her scalp.

As her eyes darted to the side, trying desperately to see her intruder she felt the gloved hand tighten, pulling her hair painfully. The pain alone made tears prick up in her eyes. “Please, what do you want?” She cried hoarsely, but she was just dragged to the floor by her hair. When she landed on her back she looked up, a medium height person looming over her in a ghostface costume. This revelation made her heart sink, tears fully welling up into her eyes now. “Please… I’ll do anything… just please don’t kill me.” She said, some tears rolling down her cheeks as she scooted away from the figure above her, not daring to stand up from the floor. The ghostface tilted his head, as if he was thinking about her words, then came another desperate plea. “I’ll do anything! I won’t even report this to the cops or tell ANYONE please!” She was fully begging now, sobbing as she did. Charlie raised his eyebrows under his mask. ‘Was she serious?’ He thought to himself but decided not to dwell on it. He wanted her, he’d wanted her so badly for so long, this could be his opportunity right? Her stomach twisted when she felt a strong hand grabbing her by the arm, slamming her down on her own bed, face down. She sucked in a deep breath when she heard the jingling of a belt, fear paralyzed her, but something in her stomach felt tingly. When she felt gloved hands yanking down her pajama shorts and panties, her cheeks flushed. She was not only embarrassed that she was being exposed like this, but also ashamed that this current treatment was making her feel things. Not just the usual things someone would feel in the situation, like terror, but she was feeling her heat pulsating between her legs. She'd never admit it to anyone else, but she'd always read books about situations like this. When she got off sometimes she'd even imagine it happening to her. She knew it wasn’t right, but she couldn’t help her interest in it. She bit her lower lip when her legs were spread by two aggressive hands, as she obediently remained bent over her bedside. She remained quiet, not daring to look back at him until she felt something hard and warm thrust into her pussy. It had slid in easily, no resistance at all due to how wet she'd gotten simply from being manhandled this way. She’d turned to look back at him, her lips falling into an ‘o’ shape, she’d almost looked surprised. That’s what Charlie would’ve thought anyway, had a low moan not slipped out of her mouth. The masked man tilted his head at her as he began thrusting into her at a steady pace.

As the man thrusted inside her, she tried to remain unmoving, knowing he had a knife. Still, even knowing he’d broke into her house to kill her, she couldn’t stop herself from feeling pleasure. It made her body hot and her stomach tighten. The way he pounded into her, occasionally tugging her hair with a gloved hand made her uncontrollably moan. It was even better than she'd imagined in the past, the fear of his knife penetrating her skin just added to the adrenaline rush of the whole situation. Y/n was desperate for him and it was obvious by the way she pushed her hips back against his when he thrusted into her, the way her eyes fluttered shut, rolling back every time they opened, and especially by the way long strings of moans were escaping her mouth. Y/n was absolutely shameless by now. She wasn't the only one thoroughly enjoying this encounter though, Charlie was too. Moans and grunts escaping him, muffled by his mask. As his thrusts grew sloppier the clatter of the knife hitting the hardwood floor could be heard. Y/n felt the gloved hands aggressively gripping the skin of her hips, slamming her onto his cock roughly, a choked moan leaving her lips as her chest heaved. Her cunt was throbbing, pulsing around him as her hands desperately grasped for anything to hold onto, which ended up being her blanket. The previously silent room was filled with the sounds of skin meeting skin, heavy breathing, and moans from both people in the room. A smile was working its way onto Charlie's lips, though no one would even be able to see it, he could feel a burning in his stomach as he watched how the girl reacted underneath him. Charlie could feel his orgasm nearing as he continued to hammer into her, cumming deep into her soon after the feeling built up. Her throbbing pussy milking every drop from him, as he slumped forward, chest against her back. A low moan escaped him as she continued moving her hips against his now still ones until, he couldn't stand the overstimulation any longer and pulled out. The girl under him moaned softly, and a wet noise followed his movements.

A soft whine left her lip, she was achingly close but hadn't gotten to cum. Though just inches away from release, she wasn't about to push her luck with a serial killer. However, her whine and lack of release didn't go unnoticed by Charlie though, as he slipped his gloves off and tossed them to the floor. His eyes over her body, still bent over the bed, cum leaking from her used hole. He used two fingers to scoop it up, pushing it back into her pussy, the contact making her moan again. That's when the man spoke for the first time that night, "You wanna cum?" he asked her teasingly, she didn't even have time to be surprised, just giving him a vigorous nod in response. His fingers worked their way inside her skillfully, pressing into every right spot in her warmth. She moaned again as he massaged her pulsing cunt, spreading her legs with his free hand and wrapping his arm around her to rub her clit. She was too entranced to notice how familiar the voice sounded. As his fingers pumped in and out of her, she felt her orgasm building up in her stomach. She was getting closer by the second until finally she was sent over the edge, pussy tightening around Charlie's fingers and a loud moan escaping her, being muffled by her shoving her face into her bed. As she came, his fingers continued to move inside her, letting her ride out her orgasm.

As Y/n came down from her high, catching her breath while body slumped over the side of her bed she finally decided to sit up and look around. The ghostface who'd been there previously was gone. She was a little relieved, but a lot confused. Standing up on her shaky legs, she scanned the empty room. Her body was utterly exhausted, instead of cleaning herself up she decided to just crawl into her bed and sleep.

long time no see... i know this is kinda ass, especially at the end, but i had an idea and wanted to write for it. i started working on this back in October and never finished it until now.. it is also not proofread yet so lmk if you see any typos or errors of any kind. I greatly appreciate any feedback good or bad. i'm working on a few vampire fics atm but i have a lot of ideas i wanna do. i also wanna write some more stuff for non-Rory characters so yeah!

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*Charlie walks into a room*

Kirby, to Olivia: Now there’s a phenomenon. Look. (y/n)’s shadow has arrived before (y/n)

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me when i see a headcannon about a character i like but i don’t agree with it

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Brothers best friend! Clyde

Prompt: you have a crush on your brothers best friend and it seems like he feels the same.

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ use of drugs, marijuana usage, gender neutral reader, shotgunning smoke,

As you laid in your bed on your tummy, flipping through a magazine you’d picked up at the grocery store earlier in the day, you listened to the sounds going on around you, the sun shining through your window, lighting the pages nicely. Soon, you heard the front door opening and two male voices eagerly greeting each other. A smile worked its way onto your lips, already knowing who it was. It was your brother’s best friend, Clyde, who you’d been secretly crushing on for as long as you could remember. When you heard footsteps trailing towards your room, you peeked over your shoulder at your open door. You smiled at Clyde when you saw him walking past, he stopped to wave but was dragged along by your brother. You rolled your eyes to yourself at his actions and turned back to your magazine, quietly hoping you’d get to see him again before he left.

After a few hours the sound of laughter and what sounded like a game being played died down, after that, the familiar smell of weed was invading your room. Soon, the sound of someone trying, and failing, to discreetly come down the hall made you perk up, walking to your door. When you peered out you were met with Clyde who smiled at you, looking a little awkward. “Hi, Clyde.” You said softly, making his goofy smile grow. “Hey, y/n… how are you?” he asked, dragging his feet a little as he came closer, placing his hand on your door frame. When he made it to your door, the dimming sunlight lit his face up, putting his red eyes on display. You laughed softly at him and crossed your arms. “I’m good, how are you?” You said, biting the inside of your cheek to stifle the smile that was growing on your lips. You didn’t want your crush to be so obvious. “ah- I’m good.” He said with a smile, leaning on your doorframe fully now. “God.. you’re so high.” You commented with a laugh, walking back inside your room and plopping down on your bed. He chewed his lip and followed you, closing the door behind him. “No..nah” he said nonchalantly, shaking his head which caused you to laugh again. Something about him just made you all giggly. It always hit you how embarrassed you felt about it after he left. Slowly, he came to sit beside you, bed dipping down slightly. “I can smell it on you…” you said, biting your lip. “You have any left or did you waste it all on my brother?” You said, half-joking. He looked at you and nodded a bit. He mumbled something like “Oh-uh-!”before he began fumbling with his pocket. He fished out a small altoids tin, opening it to reveal a joint that had clearly had a few hits taken off it already. He got it out, as well as a black lighter from his other pocket, and lit it before handing it over to you. “I’ve never um- I haven’t smoked before.” You said and he nodded understandingly before gently taking it back. “Here- um so open your mouth, and breathe in.” He explained and you nodded, watching him take a deep inhale before leaning in towards you. Your heart sped up as you leaned towards him too, following his instructions as he blew the smoke into your mouth. A tear pricked your eyes as you held back a cough, but you refused to embarrass yourself in front of him. You exhaled away from him and laughed softly, looking back at him only to be met with a smile. Something in you wanted to impress him, so you took the joint back slowly, taking a fairly large inhale. You held back a cough that was desperately trying to escape. When you exhaled the smoke, you passed the joint back to him. He smiled at you before taking a small hit himself.

As it was your first time smoking, the effects took hold of you pretty quickly. You didn’t even smoke the whole thing, letting Clyde put it out and stuff the tin back in his pocket. Your head felt heavy, so you leaned on Clyde’s shoulder, feeling his body tense then relax, slowly wrapping his arm around your waist. You could feel your cheeks burning as he did so, your heart pounding in your chest: You couldn’t tell if this was a sign he liked you back, or if you were just delusional. “You feeling okay?” He asked, pulling you out of your thoughts and causing you to look up at him, blood shot eyes making contact. You nodded and smiled softly. “Yeah actually… I feel great” you said, trailing off at the end. As you sat there, so close to the man you’d basically obsessed over for years, you couldn’t help but glance at his lips. He seemed to take notice, leaning in and pressing a quick experimental kiss to your lips. You smiled and pushed through your nervousness to connect your lips in a real kiss, which he happily returned. The kiss was slow, a little lazy almost, when his hands made their way to your waist once again. As the kiss grew sloppier, two pairs of hands were wandering the other’s body. This went on until you were both pulled out of your trance by the sound of your brother yelling from his room.

“Clyde you’re taking forever, I thought you were going to the bathroom!” He yelled, causing Clyde to lean his head back with a sigh before scrambling to the door, pulling it open to yell back. He called out an apology and headed out of your room, shooting you an apologetic smile, mouthing ‘sorry’ as he rounded the corner out. Even though the moment had been effectively ruined, you couldn’t help but to fall back on your bed with a huge grin. You were practically screaming into your pillow and kicking your feet. You finally confirmed what you’d always hoped for, Clyde did like you back.

idk how I feel about this… i literally just couldn’t sleep and wanted to write with this trope! It’s not proofread and I’ll fix any mistakes later… probably.

[f1nalgirlz]

Charlie’s so hot | Charlie Walker II

part 1

“Are you in love like we were? If i were you I’d probably keep her…” (FLETCHER- Becky’s so hot)

premise: you had a messy breakup with your ex boyfriend, but now you can’t get his new boyfriend (Charlie Walker) out of your mind. What happens when he confronts you about you lingering around him?

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ still fast paced -> kinda unrealistic my b, cheating (again((sorry lmao)), nsfw, no penetration rn (sorry?), whiny Charlie, handjob (Charlie receiving), kinda OOC Charlie forgive me

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ mlm relationships, gay Charlie Walker, male reader, male anatomy, confident reader

“Why’re you stalking me?” Came a monotone voice from behind you as you walked down a back alleyway to get back to your dorm, making you jump slightly. You could recognize the voice and it made your heart speed up as you turned to face Charlie. “Stalking you? I wasn’t aware having a few classes together was stalking… besides you’re aware that you’re the one who cornered me in a dark alley right?” You replied, fully facing him now. You tried to keep calm, but honestly your attraction had grown into a full blown crush now. “You know what I mean,” he said and rolled his eyes. “I always catch you staring at me. Do you have a problem with me because I’m with (ex name) or something?” He asked, crossing his arms that were covered with checkered flannel sleeves. You stared at him for a minute, taking in his appearance, under the unbuttoned flannel was that same shirt, your ex’s shirt. “I don’t have a problem with you, Charlie. I honestly don’t care that you’re with him.” You said sounding exasperated, you weren’t expecting this type of confrontation from him. Especially because as this week had went on you’d caught him staring back, even feeling his blue eyes burning into you when you weren’t looking at him. It wasn’t like your ex had been the best boyfriend anyways, the last thing you’d want is to be back with him, despite the petty jealousy you’d experienced at first.

His face scrunched up and he furrowed his eyebrows. He was thinking about what he wanted to say next, but honestly he didn’t know where to start. Your arms crossed over your chest and you swayed just slightly waiting for his words to come, but they didn’t. “Look… it’s cold and i was headed home anyways, do you just wanna sort this out back at my place?” You said, sucking a breath in through your teeth expecting a no, but you were pleasantly surprised when he nodded slowly. You nodded back and began leading him the rest of the way to your building, rushing into your room to escape the cold. When you were both inside you closed the door behind you, kicking your shoes off. “Make yourself at home.” You said while pulling your jacket off. Charlie sat down on the bottom corner of your bed, his eyes trained on you the whole time. “Charlie i haven’t been staring because I’m jealous… well i am.” You said, laughing a little when you corrected yourself, sitting down beside him. His body stiffened.

“You’re jealous of me? Your breakup was mutual. Why?” Charlie said, looking at you with his eyebrows knitted together. “No. I’m jealous of him,” you said, looking at the brunette who was so close it made your heart pound. “He got to you first.” You said, smiling a little at how ironic it was that you hadn’t even met Charlie before he was dating your ex. You could see the pale skin on his cheeks turning pink, then red, as you spoke. His lips pursed as he debated his words, deciding on a simple “oh.” Slowly he broke out into a smile, licking his lips before looking at you. “I uh… I was kind of hoping it was that instead of you hating me.” He said, biting his lip to contain his smile, causing you to nod. Slowly, your hand made its way to rest on his jean covered thigh. “So you were hoping that I thought you were hot?” You asked, voice teasing as a smirk worked it’s way onto your lips. He stuttered trying to find the right words but he ended up shaking his head, embarrassed. “I guess you could say that.” He said. Every moment that passed, the two of you were inching closer, your leg already pressed flat against his. When you felt his messy hair brushing against your face, you took it as an opportunity to press your lips together with his, your hand making it’s way to his hip.

You were a little nervous you’d overstepped, until you felt his lips moving against your own and his hands grabbing at your waist, then moving up to cup your burning cheeks. This was so much better than you’d imagined, and trust, you’d thought of just about every scenario there was to be dreamt up. As your chapped lips moved against his surprisingly soft ones, the kiss became sloppy, the two of you grabbing at each other breathlessly. Shaky fingers tore off the checkered flannel, fumbling awkwardly with the button on his jeans next. Charlie’s lips caught your own again quickly, his hands gripping your cheeks, like he couldn’t bare keeping his hands to himself. You chuckled into his mouth, grabbing his hips and moving him to lie flat on his back. You hovered over him, taking in his features again. Pink cheeks and puffy lips from the forceful kisses. You smiled at him as you kissed down his jaw and neck, hands finding their way underneath the t-shirt he had on. Your ex’s vintage t-shirt. You couldn’t lie like this wasn’t giving you some kind of gratification. Your heart sped up once again when you heard Charlie moaning softly, which just drove you to continue.

You slowly began leaving marks on his neck, and he let you. It’s like he forgot he had a boyfriend, or maybe he just didn’t care because he’d much rather be here with you tonight. His hands trailing up your shirt sure made you think so. You dipped your hand into his previously undone pants and smirked, he was already achingly hard. “Oh Charlie…” you teased and his head rolled to the side, clearly embarrassed. You helped him remove his jeans, throwing them somewhere in your slightly messy room before turning your attention back to his throbbing cock. Soon, his lips fell open in a gasp as your hand gripped his length, slowly stroking him. His head rolled side to side slowly, eyes squeezed shut and hip’s gently rolling up into your hand, it was clear he had a problem with your pace. “You want it faster?” You purred, gaining a vigorous nod from him. “Please..” he whined out, voice wavering. You smiled and sped your pace up, causing Charlie’s slender body to writhe underneath you, legs spreading sluttily for you. Your brain was totally fogged up, he just looked so pretty underneath you like this. Legs spread, head leaned back in pleasure, and his mouth agape never holding back a moan or groan. As you continued to pump his length in your hand you noticed a thin layer of sweat coating his body, on his cheeks and the exposed area of his tummy where the shirt had ridden up just above his bellybutton. His lithe fingers grabbed at your bedspread as he moaned, sounding more desperate by the second. When you sped up, using your free hand to hold his hip is when his moans devolved into whines and cries. He looked utterly pathetic under you, and you were loving every minute of it.

“God I’m so close…” came from Charlie when his thighs were trembling almost as much as his voice when he spoke. “Yeah? Cum for me, Char.” You whispered, continuing your motions. A shaky whine filled the room, which devolved into sobs from the brunette as he came, painting his tummy and shirt with white ribbons. His hips bucked into your hand as you let him ride out his high, loving how he looked shaking lightly from pleasure, a few tears having slipped down his cheeks. When you felt he was satisfied you removed your hand, when you did so he was sitting up, catching your lips in a sloppy kiss which you eagerly returned. When the two of you finally got situated again you grabbed your phone, taking a few candids of Charlie, with his permission of course. You smiled as you browsed the photos, he looked so… hot. You looked at one of the pictures you’d taken, his hair was messy, pale neck covered in dark red marks, lips were swollen, and to top it all off there was a pretty obvious cum stain on that shirt. That shirt you knew your ex loved the same one he let you wear around. You smirked as you opened instagram, clicking ‘new post’ only uploading the one picture. The caption? “Charlie’s so hot in your vintage t-shirt :)”

“Makes me wanna hit her when I see her… cause Becky’s so hot in your vintage t-shirt.”

please lmk if this was ass. Ofc it’s not proofread yet bc it’s me😟 I’ll fix any mistakes later ok thank you🤭 -> how I was listening to this song while writing btw 🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗

((Based on Becky’s so hot - FLETCHER))

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Charlie’s so hot | Charlie Walker I

Part 2

“She’s the one I should hate, but I wanna know how she taste…” (Becky’s so hot, FLETCHER)

premise: you had a messy breakup with your ex boyfriend, but now you can’t get his new boyfriend (Charlie Walker) out of your mind.

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗pretty fast paced (lil unrealistic lmao)

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ mlm relationships, male reader, gay Charlie Walker

“We broke up a month ago and he’s already with someone new?” You thought to yourself as you scrolled through your ex’s instagram, seething. Your furrowed eyebrows only relaxed when you clicked on a tagged photo, which took you to his new boyfriend’s page. As soon as you looked at his newest post you could feel your heart sinking, and the previous scowl softening into more of a hurt look. it was a photo of Charlie in one of your ex’s t-shirts. You knew it was his because you’d worn it too when the two of you were still together. You felt anger bubbling up in you, but also a strange sense of attraction, you couldn’t deny that he was attractive. Before much time had passed, you’d found yourself stalking his entire page, scouring comments and tags until you finally made it back to his recent post. You decided to call it a night and try not to think about any of the confusing feelings you were experiencing, that was until you were sent into a true panic! You’d accidentally liked his post. You wanted to scream, holding your face in your hands after tossing your phone to the side. After calming down you decided to just leave it, it was too late now. You locked your phone and tried to sleep it off, you didn’t sleep peacefully though, knowing you’d be seeing the both of them on campus.

It was a Monday morning and you were on your way to class, hood pulled up over your hair, hands shoved in your hoodie pocket. As your eyes scanned the area around you, your stomach dropped and your mouth went completely dry. Your eyes caught Charlie and your ex standing together, your ex was looking off in another direction, but Charlie’s piercing eyes were already on you. He didn’t look angry, eyebrows raised slightly. Your cheeks flushed as you looked away quickly, speeding up to get out of his line of sight. When you finally got inside and recuperated, you noticed the strangest thing, instead of feeling upset when you saw him, you almost felt butterflies in your stomach.

You slid into your seat for class when it started, leaning your head on your arm lazily. As your teachers monotone voice droned on your mind started to wander, always ending up in the same place, Charlie. The more you thought about him, the more you realized just how attracted to him you were. You found yourself wondering what your ex’s new boyfriend’s lips would feel like against your own. What they’d taste like.You felt a little guilty, of course you did, but you really couldn’t stop your thoughts! Occasionally your eyes would wander too, landing on the back of the brunette’s head. You were pulled from your thoughts by the sound of class being dismissed, clearing your throat you stood up, collecting your stuff. You quickly looked over at Charlie’s desk midway through grabbing your things to see that he was already looking your way, causing your cheeks to flush for what felt like the millionth time to you. You shot him an awkward smile before heading for the door.

“Cause Becky’ so hot in your vintage t-shirt”

if this doesn’t totally flop I may write a part 2 that’s jucier🤭 If anyone actually likes this and wants a part 2 then lmk because I personally, really like this premise.