#charlie is 4 months

[babybinko]

Heartbreaking: biggest haters you know have a job where they have to be nice to people and encourage them to keep living

[spitinsideme]

I would literally combust on the spot if you drew chaggie oml

its my first time drawing the girls !!! the gays !!! i WILL make vaggie a little bit on the thicker sife but like .. woth muscles ? i just feel like she jas big muscley thigjs and also is like big a bit kimdof (i want to draw woman who arr big) i liked drawig them !!! might make more if asked

[royalarchivist]

Baghera: I know you for like, few– few weeks, and I know you're a good boy!

Slimecicle: You think I'm a good boy?

Baghera: Yeah, you're a good boy, yeah!

Slimecicle: Fit, Fit– do you think I'm a good boy?

Fit: Yeah, you're a good boy! Yeah, 100%.

Slimecicle: Can you say it again?

Fit: You're a good boy.

[Fit and Charlie laugh]

Baghera: Can you say to me I'm a good boy? :D

Fit: You're a good boy!

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Baghera: Oh, thank you!

Slimecicle: Hey Fit, hey Fit, hey Fit–

Fit: Yeah, yeah?

Slimecicle: Hey.

Fit: Hey.

Slimecicle: I know you don't get to hear this a lot, but you're a good boy.

Fit: Whoa. Uh—

Baghera: Antoine, you're a good boy!

Fit: Wait wait–

Slimecicle: Antoine! Antoine? Let me see you. Let me- let me look— [he circles around Antoine] Ok, yeah. Antoine: you're a good boy.

Baghera: You're a good boy!

Slimecicle: Antoine, you're a good boy!

Baghera: I'm a good boy!!!

Antoine: THANK YOU GUYS! That means a lot to me! Are you good boys too?

All of them: Yeah!

Fit: We're in a gang!

Antoine: Baghera, are you a good boy?

Baghera: Yep, yep, yep–

Slimecicle: WHAT A STUPID FCKING QUESTION!

Fit: Yeah, we're in a good boys gang!

Slimecicle: What a stupid fcking question! I'm a good– Antoine, say I'm a good boy.

Baghera: Antoine, say.

Antoine: Slime.

Slimecicle: Antoine.

Antoine: [Demon voice] You're a good boy.

Slimecicle: YEAHHHHHH!!!

Baghera: Yup, you're a good boy!

Fit: There we go. Yeah.

Baghera: Antoine, am I a good boy?

Antoine: Baghera. [demon voice] You're a good boy.

Baghera: YEAH! Good boy, yup!

Antoine: Fit?

Fit: Yeah yeah, let's hear it.

Antoine: You are... a very very good boy.

Fit: Yesss, let's go!

[They all cheer]

Baghera: We ready for tonight now!

Slimecicle: Oh my god, I- I– we could do anything guys!

Fit: That's right!

Slimecicle: Us four good boys versus the– [laughs] versus the bad world!

Baghera: Four good boys!

Fit: We're good boys gang, baby!

Antoine: Do you think the others are not good boys?

Slimecicle: Good boys get it done.

Fit: Ohh, I don't know if they're all good boys.

Baghera: You have to be to the club of good boys–

[beetlelunch]

beee whooo youuu arrreeee 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[klutzyghost13]

4 Months and 26 Days till Heartstopper.

[f1nalgirlz]

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.

R: 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

[an-apple-for-your-fall]

I don't know why this joke propelled me to make a sideblog so I could finally post some of my Hazbin Hotel art but here we are

[gigglecoffin]

cleo and charlie

[doodlebloo]

Oh Charlie Slimecicle we're really in it now

[ladylannisterxo]

guess i'll just be in my rory culkin era then 🤷‍♀️ no one bother me about it... unless, ya know, you want to 👀👀

[5hrignold]

charlie mentions to pim that there’s a ton of new gwimbly merch since he’s in a game and getting attention again and pim mentions that there was a specific gwimbly plush he always wanted as a kid but could never get and charlie is just like “dang” and then he goes and tracks down all of the remaining traces of that plush on the planet and bets money and has to go to a place and fight ten dudes for it or something so he can give it to pim

[wileyfern]

charlie 💕🐔

[ariel-s-awesome]

Looney Tunes Madoka au

Porky Pig: Madoka

Marvin the Martian: Homura

Daffy Duck: Sayaka

Bugs Bunny: Kyosuke

Charlie Dog: Mami

Yosemite Sam: Kyoko

Marc Anthony and Pussyfoot: Charlotte

Tweety Bird: Kyubey

Porky is Madoka because he's a sweet pink boy associated with red bows but also, in many incarnations he's a people-pleaser who's easily manipulated.

Marvin's Homura because of how distant he is, and he really fits pre-timeloop Homura. It's easy to see him going down the same path as her if he had the power to overturn a loved one's death. Lastly, they both have a LOT of firepower.

I mainly picked Daffy for Sayaka because of how he's desparate for recognition, impulsive, and has a heroic side.

I could easily see him making a wish for a loved one, and being heartbroken when he isn't appreciated. That loved one being Bugs would suit their frequent tension.

Bugs is Kyosuke. He's calm and collected, he's a beloved performer, and completely oblivious to how he frustrates Daffy.

Charlie is Mami. They're both desparate to be loved and admired, and are willing to change themselves to gain said love. They're also deeply lonely, with no family to speak of.

Sam is hot-headed and fiercely independent.

[f1nalgirlz]

ITS OFFICIALLY PRIDE MONTH LETS GOOOOOO

my stuffs gonna be extra gay this month.

[theladyofrosewater]

What’s the buzzfeed trio’s favorite games?

So for all intents and purposes, I had intended to put the buzzfeed unsolved au in the late 90/early 2000s but I also know that you probably want the answer to what MODERN games they like so I'll do both( also I think I may have to change the date)

90s/EARLY 2000s GAMES

Charlie adores the 1996 original Resident Evil game and it's precursor Sweet Home but also things like American McGee's Alice and Silent Hill 1 or even Clock Tower. She's made a lot of friends to get overseas games. Horror games are her favorite but she has a soft spot for Final Fantasy (fun fact the first FF game came out in 1987 lol).

Michael got a Mortal Combat Cabinet into his house that he "borrowed" from Fredbear's that he custom painted the sides of, he will play it for hours at a time and Charlie and Jeremy don't get how he can stand for so long. he also loves those text-based adventure games and is totally a DnD nerd and he and Jeremy do one shots all the time with a group every two weeks.

Jeremy absolutely loves A Link to the Past and Link's Awakening but other than the DnD games he plays with Mike he's not really a game person otherwise but thinks making them would be cool so he's got a ton of folders filled with ideas.

MODERN GAMES

Charlie is a chronic speedrunner so anything where she can attempt to beat the game in less than two hours is fun to her but she will take the time to play any Resident Evil game slowly and carefully first before going into speedrunner mode because she likes that style of game. Michael and Jeremy once gifted her a copy of Haunting Ground and DinoCrisis 2 respectively and she legitimately cried and hugged them for about 10 minutes straight because people kept outbidding her on copies and she really wanted to play them.

Michael absolutely HATES having to sit still to play video games so anything like JustDance or DDR is his bread and butter. He also really likes VR games and has an awesome set up from guilt money from his parents and has passed almost every beat saber label at S+. DnD is the only thing he can sit down and play but to be honest he preferes LARPing because movement. Charlie also got him a Switch one year and he just plays it while walking around and somehow has not walked into anything yet however Jeremy has stolen it to play Animal Crossing several times.

Jeremy likes games like Minecraft or Terraria but only once he's modded the hell out of both games. He also like team based games like Dead By Daylight or Team Fortress 2 because he likes making friend's with randoms. He also secretly has 100% stardew valley over 4 times but doesn't want Michael or Charlie to know because then they'd want to play with him and he can not deal with Charlie's min/maxing and Michael's habit of stealing items and staying up until 2 AM literally ever night. He also really likes Pokemon Snap because my version of Jeremy is a big fan of photography!

Asks are open!

[waugh-bao]

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