#charlie x john

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I am having all the art block so here is a tiny Charlie and John please take good care of them

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uhhhhhhhhh., cool

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Can I confess how much I actually like John or will I get shot

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John X Charlie Emily head cannons

John is 5'10 and Charlie is 5'5

The lady John saw at the end of The Fourth Closet was Charlie in her adult body and then John and Charlie lived a happily ever after

John and Charlie and both Bi.

John uses He/Him pronouns and Charlie uses She/They pronouns.

John and Charlie are both switches.

John is Demisexual and Demiromantic

Charlie is allosexual

[lonnitamongus]

Jolie Headcanons ^-^

Here are some headcanons about John x Charlie because I am making them a thing now c:

John was a fan of The Architechs of Murder long before meeting Charlie. Their take on true crime and the horrors of human history was very interesting even if the show didn't seem to have too much of a budget. It was a big surprise when he found out the man he had a crush on was actually the director of one of his favorite shows.

Charlie constantly vents to John about how his employees behave and John in return talks about his class. They both seem to have a particular problem with a certain person ... (cough cough Kate...) (cough cough Taylor...)

Taylor and Kate once met and upon realizing they both knew Charlie and John, called the two a "match made in hell" knowing how terrible of leaders they were. Even so, the two are kind of cute and bring a better side of them to the surface.

John fears losing his job as a professor at his college, he used to love the position but it's been painful over the years seeing his students turn into successful writers when he never succeeded at it. He suspects he's on the chopping block and that he'll get fired soon. Charlie tries his best to make him feel better by offering to hire him to write the show's scripts.

Charlie has to travel a fair bit for work so the offer is tempting, John wants to be around him more...

John can get very grumpy at times with the behavior of his class, he struggles with taking criticism from Angela and doesn't like Taylor's disagreements either. He cares about all of his students, but sometimes they drive him mad. Upon coming back from work, John just sits down on the couch and sinks into it, the thought of a drink passes his mind but the sound of his phone ringing in his pocket disturbs that. He picks it up and answers.

"John, you would not believe what my crew did today."

"Tell me about it..."

The two continue to have a long conversation where they are able to vent all of their emotions. At the end of the callJohn finds himself smiling, his anger replaced with a warm happiness in his heart...

Charlie once got a call from a man named Granthem Du'Met offering a shooting site. He initially agreed to the ordeal but after telling John about it that plan was quickly halted in its tracks. John became incredibly overprotective and even had Charlie call back that same number so he could leave some angry words to this "Granthen Du'Met" that he should never call his boyfriend again. (rip Morello)

Charlie sends John little sneak peeks of episodes before they are released which makes John incredibly happy.

John brags to his colleagues about how he is dating Charlie Lonnit, a big director (even if he isn't actually that successful).

Ever since Charlie and John started dating they have improved quite a lot in their respective jobs. John seems a lot more passionate during lectures and Charlie isn't starting too many arguments anymore. Charlie's improved attitude has helped Lonnit Entertainment a lot and due to the better relationships at work Lonnit Entertainment has turned around.

Charlie calls John his teddy bear because of how huggable he is, John on the other hand has no idea what he should call Charlie in return. There are so many nice nicknames he could give him but no name describes how happy this man makes him besides the name Charlie itself.

[call-to-the-wyatt]

Finally- John & Charlie (fnaf)

Takes place in The Fourth Closet, after John takes Charlie from the chest in Aunt Jen's house. They confess their love to each other.

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John entered the room as quietly as he could, not wanting to wake Charlie. He sat on the chair next to her bed, and after a moment brushed a strand of hair away from her face. She didn't push him away, but instead she moved an inch close in his direction- so he took a step forward and sat on the bed next to her. He was still far enough from her to make sure she's not uncomfortable, but also close enough to stroke her hair lightly.

She woke up after a while and looked up at him. "John?" She asked softly, and he smiled at her. "Yeah, it's me." He continued stroking her hair, and the two just looked into each other's eyes for a moment. It was perfect, for both of them- he could see the girl he loves is alive and well, and she felt his warm presence so close to her. Charlie didn't realize how much she missed John until he was so close to her- his warmth made everything else go away, including the pain she felt almost all the time. John kept her grounded now, kept her from drifting back to sleep.

"is what I'm doing okay?" John asked nervously, and Charlie nodded. "Yeah. I like that." John smiled at her response, and continued stroking her hair.

Charlie slowly moved close to him, and sat up, leaning on his shoulder. She has never let herself be so vulnerable in front of someone, but John.... John was different. She felt safe with him- safe enough to show him how weak she was in this moment. John's arm was wrapped around her shoulders, holding her tightly to his side. "It'll be okay, I promise" he whispered, rubbing her arm a little. She nodded and curled a little closer to him- she wanted to feel his warmth as close as possible.

They set there for a long moment, just the two of them, and it was.... perfect.

After a while, Charlie finally sat up straight, but didn't shrug John's arm off. She looked into his eyes for a moment. "That night... You know, before that thing trapped me..." she hesitated for a second, but the look in John's eyes encouraged her to continue. "...I remember what you told me then."

John's cheeks turned pink. "What do you remember?" he asked, looking down so he won't meet her eyes.

"You told me you loved me" she replied softly, and he looked back at her. She had a soft, loving look in her eyes, and a small smile on her lips. John smiled back, but then he looked away again, afraid of her next words.

"I just wanted to say... I love you too, John."

John looked up at her, surprised. The look in her eyes told him one thing- she was being honest with him now. She didn't mean it in a platonic way, or just said that to make him feel better- she truly, honestly meant it. His arm was still on her shoulders, and he now let it go down and hug her waist, drawing her a little closer to him. He smiled widely now, reflecting the look on Charlie's face. "Really? You love me?" He asked softly, and she nodded. John then turned his body to face her, and she did the same, so now they were facing each other on his bed. He looked into her eyes, then down at her lips, then into her eyes again, silently asking for permission. She nodded quickly, and they both leaned forward towards each other. John's arm was still wrapped around Charlie's waist, so he cupped Charlie's face in his free hand, his thumb stroking her cheekbone. She lay her hand on his shoulder, drawing him a little closer until their lips met.

The kiss they shared was nothing like what they have ever experienced or imagined. Their lips moved in sync for a long moment, but they didn't take it further. Each of them enjoyed the feeling of the other's lips against theirs, and they didn't need anything else. Charlie placed her free hand on John's other shoulder and draw herself closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as her lips kept moving against his. John kept his hand on her cheek, but wrapped his other arm tighter around her waist. They pulled away to breath after a long moment, their eyes closed and their foreheads touching. Charlie opened her eyes and found John already looking at her, and the look in his eyes made a few butterflies start fluttering in her stomach. He smiled at her and more butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she smiled back. "Will you be my girlfriend?" John asked suddenly, then blushed, a little embarrassed. "I know it's a little too early, but I've been in love with you for so long now, and now that I know you feel the same way... Well, I don't want to be just friends with you anymore."

Charlie blushed, too, as she responded. "I would love to be your girlfriend, John. Sometimes it feels like you're the only person who can keep me here. And honestly, I don't want you to ever let go of me, ever again." She paused, then added, "except for when it's necessary, of course."

John chuckled, and moved his hand from her cheek to hug her waist with both his arms. "I promise you I will never let you go, ever again" he said, then leaned forward to kiss her again.

Marla entered John's bedroom with a cup of water and some medicines, and smiled at the sight before her. The couple didn't even notice when she set what she held on the dresser and left, closing the door quietly behind her. "Finally," she whispered to herself, smiling widely. She waited for them to get together for what seemed like forever, and now she hoped nothing will split them apart. Although she knew it won't be easy to separate them again- Charlie never let go of something when she finally got it, and John would fight anyone who tries to take away the girl he loves. Marla could feel they were going to be happy together, and she was thrilled of the thought about how happy their lives were going to be.

Meanwhile, Charlie and John finally pulled away to breath, smiling widely at each other. "I love you" they whispered to each other at the same time, then laughed, blushing. Charlie was tired, so she laid back on John's bed, and John- now her boyfriend- watched her as she drifted back to sleep. He smiled to himself as he looked at her. She was so incredible, it felt unreal to him that she was truly his now. "I can't believe you're here, Charlie" he whispered, stroking her hair. "I'm so glad you're alive and safe with me. I'll protect you from anything and anyone. I promise." Charlie mumbled something in her sleep, and John laid close to her, kissing her hair before he fell asleep too- finally with the girl he loved in his arms.

This was the best thing that happened to him, and he felt the happiest he have ever been.

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AYOOO! this is my official comeback!!

pls leave your thoughts and notes in the comments below, I read them all and always try to get better.

thank u so much for your support, i love u! x

~ Bar

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I love them so much!

Also I'm calling their ship Jarlie and none of you can stop it-

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Kiss panel

I can't draw kissing very well lol

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tried new style

yeah it came out good

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Charlie and John having a date over the phone

I love Charlie and John as a ship so much. They are the cutest together <3

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how I read the most toe-curling, spine-shattering, nerve-wrecking, nastiest smut ever written in this god forsaken app

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What people think I mean when I say I like white boys:

What I actually mean:

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FUCK ME LIKE THE MEN BETWEEN THOSE PAGES

Bottom John Price x Top Male Reader

Just Price brain rot🤤 I've always wanted to a model for MLM porn sites ngl so I'm living through this fic🙏 As usual not proofread :)

FEM ALIGNED + MINORS DNI

Prices would be one of those faceless models for those erotic gay romance novels. All his work would be faceless. Just something he did to make money on the side.

It was a secret that was long forgotten. Memories replaced by his military service. His body more scarred than his younger self's. His own books but they were just collecting dust in a box.

When you got together, you had found one of the books Price had forgotten that was on a shelf. Your eyes grew wide as you noiced it was Price's shirtless body on the front cover. A small mole on his left hip was telltale that it was him.

Flipping the book over and reading the synopsis reveals the dirty content of it. All the colour washes from Price's face as he sees what you have in your hand.

Price was about to open his mouth to quickly deny it but saw your giddy excitement. Though Price felt a bit shameful, he told you that there was more. A lot more.

With much hesitation from him and a whole lot more convincing from you, Price lent you the books. His amazing body on every single one of them. A new scar here and there as the

He had been surprised that you never poked fun at him and that you were genuinely interested in his past works.

You'd admit that the sex scenes depicted were the main thing that got you interested. You'd imagine Price vividly as the characters he model on the front covers. It didn't take long for you to read through the lot of them.

When Price would be on deployment, he'd get a text from you.

Cum on the front cover or on the pages. Or others with your erect cock slotted like a bookmark between the pages with the dirtiest scenes, precum dripping onto the sheets.

You'd send worded texts underneath the photo like "Try these with me?" or "What if were we the ones to do this?"

Price hated himself for showing you the books right before the mission, making the wait painfully long.

Sexualy frustrated and slightly pissed he had to wait for his deployment to end, Price would have a lonely wank in his barracks. His fingers didn't feel right. His fantasies never felt like details in the books. Nothing felt like you.

Once he got back, Price had to fight back a boner as the anticipation took over him. He went through countless cigars trying to get his mind on something else. The 141 Boys knew something was up. Soap had to control the intrusive thoughts to ask if you were waiting naked when Price returned home.

Which he wasn't wrong. The moment Price came through that door he was already painfully hard. Before he could even open his mouth to greet you, you were on him like a fly to honey, attacking his neck with bruising kisses. Whispering the dirty dialog from one of the books made Price weak in the knees.

Thus was the beginning of your roleplay sex.

Your playtime is always different. Numerous scenarios with one thing in common: Mind blowing sex.

Price would play a royal guard, and you, the prince. A prince in a loveless engagement to a princess. A guard pleading loyalty as he rides the prince on the royal throne.

A grade slipping college student fucking his teacher in an empty classroom for extra credit. Blowjows underneath desks replaces the outdated method of study and paying attention to lectures.

A hunter who falls in love with a werewolf he's supposed to kill. The wolf is just a dumb puppy who needs to be told what to do. With a collar around his neck, ready to be tugged at and the willingness to please his master, puppy soon becomes skilled at lapping at master's hole.

A rowdy rockstar and his stressed out manager. The musician needing to burn off the adrenaline after the show and the poor management needing the stress fucked out of him. The real show was played backstage. The manager put on quite the proformance, his deep moans sounded much better than your singing.

A sex therapist that prefers to take on a more hands-on approach. That skilled tongue was used more than just giving advice.

Or lastly, a priest beguiled by a gorgeous sinner. Guilt was all he felt but it felt like true heaven. God would forgive any sin if he showed true repentance, right? Wouldn't Jesus have died for nothing if we didn't sin?

Sure, some where terrible written and some were written by women with a fetish for gay men. Seeing you act out the scenes without missing a beat or breaking out into laughter while you quoted the dirtiest and most ridiculous things.

You'd remember every dirty word uttered. Every scenario memorized. Price was starting to understand what those white women on TikTok saw in those fucking books. It was just too bad they couldn't live it out like he could.

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rip neil perry you would have loved a theatre kid group chat

rip todd anderson you would have loved ao3

rip charlie dalton you would have loved facebook and crocs (ironically)

rip john keating you would have loved facebook and crocs (unironically)

rip knox overstreet you would have loved x reader fanfics

rip richard cameron you would have loved an anonymous comment section

rip to all the poets, you would have hated colleen hoover.

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Charlie + John seeing a movie for Valentine's day!

Redraw of this! >

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Malev doodle batch feat. Noel/Charlie and Kayne (+ also some Jarthur)

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Warm Inside- John x Charlie

inspired by a charlie x john headcanon by @mechanicaldemonio 's headcanons.

it's raining outside, so they're in the library together, just being cute.

hope u like it!

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John and Charlie were having a picnic in the woods. They unpacked everything from the basket and now they sat on the blanket, Charlie's back leaning on John's chest as they fed eachother strawberries. They talked and laughed like they never did before, and kissed a few times. They had a great time together. "I seriously thank you for making me go out, John," Charlie confessed with a smile on her face. "I've had a great time." "Me too" John replied and leaned in to kiss her.

They kept doing it for a while, until they heard a few raindrops falling on the leavs above them. They looked at each other. "I think we should bring everything inside." said John, and Charlie nodded. It was a smart decision- as soon as they finished putting everything back in the basket they brought, it started actually raining, and the two felt like they were standing under a waterfall. They were both blinded by the raindrops getting into their eyes and sticking their hair to their faces, but John grabbed Charlie's hand and they started running towards the nearest building. Charlie let out a surprised laugh as they out out under the trees and the rain really poured on them. She lifted her head and let the rain wash her face, a huge smile spread on them. John founf himself staring at her. She is truly something incredible, he thought to himself as he brushed the hair away from his face, smiling as Charlie was spinning around in the rain.

John walked up to Charlie, taking her hand. He smiled at her and spinned her around again, then layed his hand on her waist, as she layed her hand on his shoulder. They both closed their eyes and John leaned his forehead on Charlie's, getting as close to her as he could. They were spinning slowly in their place for a while, just enjoyning each other's company. John eventually opened his eyes, taking Charlie in his arms. She opened her eyes looked up at him, smiling, her cheeks a little red. She layed her hands on the back of his neck as he pulled her up by her waist and kissed her. That kiss didn't feel like anything else for the both of them- their warm lips melted together as the cold rain hit their face and body, the feeling of being in each other's arms- despite the cold, they were feeling warm.

Eventually they pulled away, smiling at each other. "I think we should really get inside now," Charlie whispered, a little breathless. John nodded and let go of her, taking her hand in his almost immediately after. It still amazed him how her cheeks turned a little red at every sign of effection he showd. They entered the nearest building- the library. John toom his jacket out of the basket and let Charlie wear it, and after a little protest from her, she wore it. She felt her heart jumping in her chest when John crossed his fingers though hers and held them both in the pocket of her his jacket, and let herself smile. She almost felt like giggling like a teenager, but she stopped herself. John kissed the top of her head as they walked in, and as soon as they did he smiled. "I love the library" he whispered, dragging Charlie behind him as he went to explore the bookselves. Charlie rolled her eyes, still smiling. "You're such a nerd" she said quietly, not wanting to be shushed by the librarian. John chuckled, picked a book from one of the shelves. "So we're soulmates," he replied, and made Charlie's blush deepened.

John eventually picked a book, and went to one of the couches in the back corner of the library. John set down and Charlie almost immediately joined him- she found a book Arty recommended to her and decided to give it a try. John sat up with his back comfortably leaning on the back of the couch, and Charlie leaned on his side, her head laid on his shoulder as they both read. At some point Charlie got a little tired. She yawned, went to borrow the book and came back to John, the book closed (with a bookmark that was once Theodore's bowtie). Charlie lay down on the couch, her head in John's lap, and took a little nap. John smiled when he saw that, and started stroking her hair slowly.

It was a perfect moment for both of them, and John wished they will have more of these on the future.

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Heyyy! Just wanted to thank u for taking the time and reading this. pls do comment ur opinions and thoughts, and reblog\like if you liked it!

ur support means the world to me, and I always want to get better.

love u!

~Bar <3