#freddie benson imagines

[cantstoptheimagines]

A Silence So Loud (Freddie Benson | iCarly)

Summary — Summer comes around, and past events take a toll on you.

Requested by anonymous — I don't know if you still accept these, but can you do a high school!Freddie Benson x M!Reader? If possible maybe the reader telling him about past sexual assault? Maybe just Freddie Benson x TransMasc!Reader?

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Angst (hurt/comfort, crying); implied sexual assault.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 437. ➳ Reader uses masculine pronouns (he/him). ➳ Anon, I’m adding in your original request about the Reader talking about assault since I’m in a better headspace regarding that topic than I was when you first sent this idea in.

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Summer nights in Seattle were often cooler than one would expect. Rain fell from the sky, covering the city in a layer of fog. Through the haze, you could make out the headlights of cars driving along the streets below. 

Leaning against the window, you barely acknowledged the sound of a door opening. Quiet footsteps entered the studio that you and your friends used to film iCarly. Tonight had been no different, other than the fact that you had stayed behind while the others went to eat downstairs, claiming you had to adjust some of the lights instead.

Truthfully, you had just wanted some time alone, and it seems like you’d been found out.

“Brought you a plate,” said Freddie, appearing with a small smile. “Figured you’d be hungry.”

“Thanks,” you replied.

He joined you in sitting by the window, listening to the soft rain, as you began eating the food he had brought you. His eyes roamed over your appearance. Your tired eyes struck him in a way he couldn’t quite describe.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “You’ve been really quiet for the past few days.”

The scraping of silverware against the plate he had given you came to a pause. With furrowed eyebrows, you shrugged, “Yeah, fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Hey! I’m asking the questions here,” he joked, gently shoving your knee. “But seriously, you’ve seemed down recently. Is it because… well, you know…”

Tears well up before you can stop them. Realizing his assumption had been correct, Freddie quickly sets your plate aside and wraps you in a tight hug. His arms leave your chest feeling warm, a sense of security rolling over you in waves. 

A fire builds beneath your skin, part fear, part embarrassment. Your words are muffled by his sternum, all while your tears soak the fabric of his shirt, “It’s been a year since it happened, but…”

You fell silent, and Freddie didn’t hesitate to fill the gap. Tucked against your shoulder, his fingertips dancing over your spine, he muttered, “What they did to you isn’t your fault. None of us view you any differently.”

“Still hurts.”

“I know,” he replied. “I know it hurts. You have every right to be upset about it. But you need to remember that you’ve still got me. Carly and Sam, too. We’ll always be here for you.”

His reassurances were quiet but without end. He continued to whisper into your ear, allowing you to clutch his shirt with a vice-like grip. His presence alone was beyond comfort. 

“You don’t need to be afraid anymore,” he muttered. “I’ll help you get through this.”

[seeleybooth]

Sam & Cat 1.23 #TheKillerTunaJump: #Freddie #Jade #Robbie | iCarly 2021 3.03 iMake New Memories 

I can't believe you recreated the worst night of my life. Huh? That's not how it happened at all.

Right before you left for Italy, you kissed me, remember? Yeah. And after you moved, you were so lonely, we talked for hours every day. And I planned that fancy dinner because I was gonna ask you to be my girlfriend. What? But you never said that.

[infiniteimaginings]

Can you write for Freddie, Icarly, with a jealous reader over Carly please? Also, I loveeeee love your writing!!

Are you...Jealous? (Freddie Benson x GN!Reader)

Summary: You were aware of how Freddie used to feel about Carly, you had witnessed it firsthand. Regardless of his feelings he fell for you, and the two of you got together. You can't stop the ache when you see them together though, you can't stop the nagging thoughts in your mind. What will Freddie do when he notices you acting strangely? Pronouns: You/Yours They/Them Warnings: None Word Count: 3.0k A/N: I'm so embarrassed for taking so long to do this, it's been a week since you sent this. Thank you so much, you're so sweet. Also, thank you for being so patient with me!

It was the end of the school day and you were at your locker, gathering your folders for whatever schoolwork you had to get done for the weekend. You didn’t notice a certain brunette boy walking up to you and leaning on the lockers. You continued moving items around, trying not to let anything fall when the boy cleared his throat causing you to jump slightly at the sound. You turned, a hand on your chest to ease your breathing when you saw who it was. Freddie Benson, your friend of three years and boyfriend of four months. A relaxed smile made its way to your face and you gently rolled your eyes at him, “Hi Freddie.” You greeted, turning back to your locker, grabbing your remaining items and closing the metal locker.

Freddie grinned at you, gripping his backpack strap, “Hey!” He greeted back, looking at you with gentle adoring eyes. He cleared his throat once more, “Do you want to help with a segment today?” He asked, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck nervously. You held a gentle smile but your brows gently furrowed together, “For…iCarly?” You asked, knowing about the webshow, but you only ever watched it. You had gone into the studio before, but you never actually helped with any of the ideas they had. Freddie nodded, confirming your question, kicking himself off the locker. “Yeah!” He answered, pulling out his phone and showing the text sent in the iCarly group chat that consisted of him, Carly, and Sam. You looked down to the phone as he scrolled a bit and got to a message of an idea he presented days ago that the two girls had agreed to. “We’re doing a segment where we have someone pick from ingredients that the audience sends in.” He explained, stepping back a bit to make eye contact with you, “Then Sam and Caly have to try to make something good out of it.” He finished, a big smile on his face, hoping you would say yes.

You nodded your head, the idea sounded extremely fun, but you were still wondering why he chose you. “Are you sure you want me to do it?” You asked, a breathy laugh leaving your lips. Freddie had no doubt and that showed in his expression, “Well, they suggested Spencer but you know how he is with his art pieces.” Freddie spoke, you nodding along with a small ‘Yeah’ as a response, your hand adjusting the strap of your backpack. “Then they suggested me, and I was thinking about you.” He spoke simply, shrugging a bit. Silence stretched between the two of you,students passing by you, the sounds of their feet filling your ears. Freddie soon realized what he said and flushed, looking down and chuckling slightly, “That slipped out, sorry.” He spoke gently, looking up at you with an apologetic gaze but you shook your head. “It was sweet,” You told him, scrunching your nose and smiling at him. “I’ll do it, since you asked so nicely.” Your response made him light up, he put an arm around your waist as the two of you walked out of the school, on your way to the apartments.

Once the two of you reached the apartments, you guys were seen by Lewbert, the doorman. Freddie was dragging you to the stairs to hopefully avoid a conversation but you just couldn’t keep your eyes off the huge and hairy wart on the side of his face. Your jaw dropped slightly, and Freddie thankfully pulled you away before he could say anything or you could say anything. Once you guys reached the floor where Carly and Freddie stayed you looked at your boyfriend with a face of disgust. You had never seen Lewbert before, you were one of the lucky ones, so your reaction was honestly valid to Freddie. “That was…” You tried to speak, but you couldn’t find the words. Freddie squeezed your hand gently with a nod and sighed, “I know, disgusting, horrifying.” He spoke for you, listing off words he thought you were feeling. You nodded at the words but also shook your head, “Uncomfortable.” You finally said and he nodded in agreement, knocking on the front door of Carly's apartment. “I felt like it was…watching me.” You said, scratching your head, Freddie shivering at your description.

The door swung open and you were met with a man with shaggy brown hair looking down to the two of you, that was Carly's older brother Spencer. “Hey you guys!” He greeted, leaving the doorway to let you guys just walk in. “They’re upstairs in the studio.” He said, pointing upstairs as he picked up a bucket of bottle caps and tabs, leading them to the kitchen area. Freddie paid no mind and held your hand tighter, dragging you up the stairs, “Thanks Spencer!” He said, you doing the same. “Thanks Spencer, good luck with your sculpture!” You told him before disappearing up the stairs with Freddie. Spencer held up a thumbs up before going back to the bottle caps and observing his project.

You guys walked through the door to the hallway that was across from the studio door where you could hear Sam and Carly talking. You guys walked through the red door and Freddie dropped your hand for the first time since school ended, “And we are here!” He greeted, hands presenting you as if you were some sort of celebrity. You giggled a bit, smiling gently as you waved to the girls, “Hey!” You greeted the girls walking up to you guys, their own sodas in their hands.

Carly mixed her brown hair over her shoulder, “Hey!” She greeted back, “Are you watching us film today?” She asked you, tilting her head, lips in a sweet smile. Freddie poked his head into her view a bit, “They’re actually going to be picking the audience's chosen ingredients for you guys.” He explained, clasping his hands before going to his camera to set things up. Carly nodded in understanding, having no problem with it.

The blonde, curly headed girl next to her looked like she didn’t care who would be doing it. “Cool.” Sam, the curly headed blonde, spoke, taking another swig of her drink. Carly playfully bumped Sam's shoulder and looked back at you, “Don't pick anything too gross.” She whispered to you, knowing they would all probably end up trying it at the end. You hissed through your teeth playfully, “I can’t promise anything.” You teased to which she laughed and shook her head, putting her soda down. Sam followed, cracking her knuckles, “I’m gonna make Freddie eat it at the end anyways.” She spoke, the boy in question yelling out a ‘Hey!’ when he grabbed the mics for the girls to put on themselves. He grabbed an extra one for you since you were going to be speaking and instead of letting you put it on yourself he gently clipped it to the top of your pants so it wouldn’t fall off. He looked up at you with soft eyes when he finished. When he picked up his head the two of you were so close, noses almost touching, you felt you could hear his heartbeat. He grinned at you, “Good luck.” He whispered before walking backwards to grab the camera.

Carly instructed you to stand at the side so they could introduce you and you did just that. Freddie pulled the camera up and started his countdown, “In 5, 4, 3, 2..." He spoke, pointing to Sam and Carly when they went live. 

The two immediately got close to the camera, “Hey hey hey!” Carly spoke,shaking her head, moving so Sam could do the same. “Are you guys ready for another…” Sam began, Carly pressing her face to hers. “Weird and Wacky challenge!” They announced, Sam sounding applause and laughter from her remote. They backed up so the majority of their bodies could be shown, Freddie backing up as well, continuing to steady the camera. Sam explained the concept of the challenge and then said, “You guys are going to send in the weirdest ingredients you can think of and we’re going to pick a big group of those ingredients to use today.” Carly nodding along, her hands moving to your direction, “And we have our good friend here today to help!” She introduced you, Freddie turned the camera to himself, “The love of my life.” He spoke with a dopey smile before turning it to your blushing figure. You waved, “Hi!” You spoke quietly, the other three smiling at you. Sam sighed, “I would say he paid them but he didn’t have money for lunch.” She spoke, nodding her head, pushing the laughter button on her remote. Freddie looked at her blankly behind the camera, “Because you took it.” He reminded her and she nodded quickly with a toothy smile, hand gesturing to him in a ‘duh’ motion. “What I said still stands.” She said, rolling her eyes, Freddies eye twitched slightly but he shook his head to ignore it.

Carly and Sam turned the attention to the tv where the feed of ingredient suggestions would pop up where you would decide. They stepped back, you stepping forward to look at it, thinking slightly. You hummed slightly, pointing at the words as you said them slightly, Sam and Carly keeping track of them. “Pineapple…” You spoke first, pointing to it, Carly nodding, thinking she could make something nice out of that. “Pickles, and Marshmallows!” Any hope the two had of having anything good diminished the moment you said that. “Gummy bears.” You continued on, “Popcorn, chocolate syrup!” You pointed them out, the group thinking you were genuinely making a dessert. You thought a bit as the list went on, “Peanut butter.” You called out, they added it to the list. Soon enough a mischievous smirk fell on your face, Sam smiled with you a bit but Carly stood awkwardly, unsure of what you were about to say. You scrunched your nose as you spoke “Jalapenos,” You started, not giving anyone time to speak as you listed the next one, “Canned tuna.” The words make Freddie want to gag since Sam was going to make him eat it whether he wanted to or not. “And…hot sauce!” You finally spoke, turning to them, hands behind your back with an innocent smile. 

Carly grimaced but giggled a bit, “Thank you!” She spoke, Sam and her hands gesturing to you as you bowed and stood next to Freddie. Sam clasped her hands together, “Let's get started!” She spoke excitedly as she pointed to the camera, Carly doing the same.

The two set up everything, two separate tables with all the ingredients. Carly tried to meticulously place everything together into something that looked edible whilst Sam put it all in a bowl and mixed it together, the concoction looked like vomit. Freddie turned the camera to himself once more, “Carly is doing amazing, per usual.” He commented, turning the camera back to the girls. The statement didn’t mean much, but Freddie continued making those comments within the entire video. He said how great she was doing, how Sam's shirt was covered in her mixture and Carly was still clean and pretty.

You understood they were friends, you understood that this is how they were in every video, you understood that before you there was Carly. You had watched Freddie profess his love to Carly, the flowers he had brought, how long his crush had gone on, how he looked at Carly. He rambled to you about the girl, how adoring he was about her. When he asked you on a date you genuinely were confused. The first words that left your mouth were, “that’s funny” because you didn’t realize he was serious. He had been so kind to you, so loving, like he worshiped every step you took. He treats you so well, and you always feel terrible when the thoughts of how he felt about Carly return to you. How could someone who was so deeply in love with another, move on, on a random Wednesday? It pricks at the back of your mind like someone continuously pins the thought to you so you never forget it.

When he looked over at you, you shook the thoughts off and gave him a smile, he returned before turning back to focus the camera.

When the two girls finished, Freddie carefully passed the camera to you so he could unfortunately try to eat it. He walked up to their plates, already knowing neither of them tasted good, his deep frown and contorted face of disgust showed that. He tried Carlys first, putting his hand over his mouth so he wouldn’t spit it out. He chewed it, some of the juice of the pineapple escaping and somehow he swallowed it. After he did he was gasping for breath, holding his chest as if it were burning his heart. He then turned to Sams which was just, a soup. He took a spoonful and tried his best to swallow it until Sam decided to speak out, “I added the sweat from my uncle's socks for flavor.” She said nonchalantly. The comment caused Fredie to immediately spit it out and rush to the bathroom to most likely go puke. 

The two girls in front of the camera you held paid no attention, this being an expected reaction, Carly put her hands on her hips, “I thought your uncle was in jail?” She wondered aloud, Sam shaking her head as she sat in one of the bean bag chairs, “No, my uncles are on parole, my cousin is in jail.” She specified, hands over her stomach in a relaxed position. Carly let out a small ‘Ah’ in understanding. You turned off the camera when you were told to, placing it on the tech rack as the two girls went to the living room of Carly's home. “You can come down when you want!” Carly told you as the girls went to the elevator and you nodded with a smile, telling her you’ll be there soon enough.

After the show you stepped outside the studio door and sat on the floor, sighing to yourself and hitting your head to get the thoughts out. “She is pretty.” You mumbled to yourself, crossing her arms over your knees when you pulled them closer to your chest. “Who ya talking about?” A familiar voice spoke from next to you, you looked over and saw Freddie walking out the room. He sat next to you, curling his legs up into the same position, looking at you. You shook your head, “No one, just thinking.” You said to him, hoping that would be enough for him to drop it. It wasn’t. He laughed gently, “What’s wrong? You seem a little upset.” He spoke gently, bumping his shoulder with yours to try to cheer you up. You inhaled sharply, “Nothing, Carlys downstairs, you can tell her about how good her mixture was.” You spoke, your words coming out harsher than you meant them to.

Freddies brows furrowed as he relaxed a bit, “What?” He asked, but you didn’t respond. He thought about your comment for a bit with a confused expression but soon it relaxed and he chuckled a bit. “Wait..” He spoke, licking his lips, using his hand to balance as he faced you. “Are you…jealous?” He asked you, tilting his head. You looked away and he gently used his hands to bring your face to turn to him, your eyes still didn’t meet his. “You were in love with her,” You spoke quietly, swallowing hard, your fingers tapping your knees, “are you sure you aren’t still in love with her?” You asked him, tears threatening to fill your eyes but you quickly stopped it by wiping your eyes a bit, though your nose warmed at the feeling of you crying. Freddie looked at you with apologetic eyes, he never even thought about how you could feel when he still hangs out with Carly and how he acted about her before. He sighed, trying to think of what to say, his silence only upsetting you more. “I really like you…” He spoke gently, taking one of your hands in his, “No, that’s not right.” He said, shaking his head, face warming when your eyes met him in confusion. He took a deep breath, scooting closer to you so there would be no space between your shoulders. “I love you,” His words made you shudder, “and that isn’t going to change.” He told you, the words causing your eyes to widen. “I had a crush on Carly, yeah…but that ended when I noticed how your eyes light up when you get excited about something.” He told you, the eye contact was getting a bit overwhelming. “It ended when you grabbed my hand to drag me somewhere you invited me to.” He continued on playing with her fingers, your knees touching. “It ended when you said yes to go on that date with me.” He finished, light sparkling in his eyes when he spoke to you.

You searched his eyes for a moment, to see if there was any spec of a lie, but you couldn’t find any. Your eyes flickered from his to his lips, back to his eyes. You bit your lip slightly before sighing out a laugh, “I love you too Freddie.” You said gently, smiling at him, feeling much better. Freddie noticed the glances you gave him and his face flushed before he leaned in slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away. You didn’t. His lips made contact with yours and pulled away just as quickly as they connected, “I love you, please never forget that.” He told you quietly, looking at your glistening eyes, before leaning to kiss you once more, your hands placing themselves on his shoulders.

[dylanconrique]

freddie benson definitely falls under the category of the many men who propose to their girlfriend during love story at the eras tour.

[fairyvtale]

▌. . . ⋆ ❝ THROWBACK IMAGINES ❞

⋆➢ 𝓑ack to childhood

──── ✰࿒࿎྇ ༃࿐ HELLO recently i started to rewatch things i was watching as a child. and it’s amazing to be back to childhood for a moment and forget about everything. that’s why i want to start posting imagines from this old nickelodeon/disney series. in comments you can give me ideas about what show you would like to see, what character etc etc. all of imagined would be ‘x reader’ or ‘x original character’

thank you for attention !!

[bredforloyalty]

i did it. madness

[ohifonlyx33]

sorry, no i'm sorry. i'm just- im thinking bout how

THIS BOY GREW UP LOVING THIS GIRL

AND SHE REJECTED HIM FOR YEARS BECAUSE SHE WASN'T READY TO FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM

UNTIL HE SAVED HER LIFE, BUT THEN HE DIDN'T WANT HER TO BE WITH HIM JUST OUT OF GRATITUDE SO HE LET HER GO

SO THEY WENT ON THEIR SEPARATE PATHS BURIED SOME FEELINGS FOR YEARS CONVINCED THEMSELVES TO STAY FRIENDS

UNTIL SHE FINALLY CONFESSED HER FEELINGS AND HE GOT THE GIRL OF HIS DREAMS

AND TBH IT'S LEGENDARY ENOUGH.

AND NOW SHE'S ALL SWEPT UP IN LOVE AND THINKING ABOUT BEING A BENSON SOME DAY.

BUT ON TOP OF ALL THAT JUST FOR A MOMENT

FREDDIE-I-Guarantee-You-20-Years-From-Now-I-Will-Be-Carly's-Second-Husband-BENSON, MR. iCARLY HIMSELF THOUGHT CARLY-I-Thought-You-Wanted-Me-to-Be-Your-Future-Wife-SHAY(-BENSON) WAS PREGNANT WITH HIS CHILD

And I swear you can see him thinking he won at his own life in that moment.

LOOK, I'm just saying....that poor kid all those years ago could never have IMAGINED that feeling he just felt for about 8 seconds. Not in a million years. Little Freddie would have fainted if he could have seen this.

(...and then to find out it wasn't true probably kinda hurt 😢)

Now I'm worried he'll propose to her and want to start a family and she'll hit him with "I don't want kids" or something ahahahaha ahhhhh

[pureanonofficial]

hey op where did you get that photo of a blonde freddie in aviators and black and white for your chess valentine’s day cards. i cannot for the life of me figure out what production it’s from. thank you so much have a lovely day.

So I'm going to go into far more detail than you asked for, because this relates to one of my favorite Freddie actors of all time!!!

The photo originates from the San Jose Civic Light Opera/American Musical Theatre of San Jose production in 1992. I pulled it the facebook page SJCLO AMTSJ Alumni. The theater group is sadly no longer around, having declared bankruptcy in the early 2000s, but it's still well-loved due to having passionate former members, particularly one who uploads the theater's proshots on youtube. Including a proshot of this Chess! The shows are generally very good--a shining light in regional theater! You know you'll get a competent show with them.

Below are a couple of links and the photo in question!

The Freddie pictured is Kim Strauss, and he is my very favorite Freddie of all time.

Now, there is a proshot of him in the aforementioned production!

I would not recommend watching him first in the aforementioned production, as it is Kinda Bad. The set design is really wonderful, one of the best in Chesses, and Strauss is very good, but the script makes more baffling choices than usual, and the rest of the cast isn't that great. However! What you should watch him in! Is LONG BEACH CHESS!

This! Is one of the best Chesses of all time! It's one of the most coherent, well-directed, and well-cast versions. If you're not familiar with the Broadway version of Chess, this is an excellent place to start with that plot! And this bootleg is subtitled! Even better! The Florence in this production is Jodi Benson (of The Little Mermaid and Broadway fame) and she is maybe my favorite Florence ever. She's so passionate and intense in the role. She's just my platonic ideal of the character! So hurting, so fierce, so alive and human--I can't describe her Florence any better than the casting description for Broadway Chess does--"She is clever, theatrical, touching, vivacious, volatile." That's her Florence!

To gush a little more about Kim Strauss -- he really is my favorite Freddie. And he did the role at least four times in different productions throughout the 90s, so clearly 90s Chess productions agree with me. XD His Freddie is such a deeply awful person and yet horribly pathetic and sad at the same time. His Freddie is deeply possessive of Florence, controlling both physically and mentally, and yet utterly driven to convince himself he does not need her. Yet he reaches for her hand before the first chess game in a quiet asking for reassurance. Yet he kisses her before Pity the Child in a desperate bet of maybe this will work. Yet he stares at her throughout all of Endgame, winning almost in an act of spite against her, yet it is still abundantly clear that it's all hollow because he does not have her. And he has this really interesting, needy tenor that works so well for the character, as well as the MOST Chicago accent that I cannot imagine Freddie without now. And he's got such a great physicality to him. His Freddie is always antsy, always fidgeting, almost always hunched over or running his hands over his face or something. He's never still. I just love his take on Freddie so so so much. He's a really fucking bad man, like he does not let you get away from the fact that Freddie is a terrible person, and yet he's still interesting to watch!

Also his Pity the Child is my favorite performance of the song ever, and I have linked the bootleg below at that point, because if nothing else, you need to see that!

I'm sorry for all this excessive detail anon, but if you are interested, GO WATCH LONG BEACH CHESS.

[occasional-pyrrhon]

pyrrhon thoughts?

GUAH ok well here's a big post I made abt my biggest headcanons for him and on main @swadloom I tag him on posts and occasionally go on divine madness rants under the #guy tag but aaaaaah here's some more just for you 🤲

He 100% believes all the stuff about justice and heroism that he goes on about and all the crazyass stuff he pulls is justified in his mind for reaching that goal of becoming the most powerful protector of humanity

His eyes glow solid bright green if he's angry or out of it / distressed

I think he would do that thing tiktok boys do where they shush you and wag their finger and trace their jawline but instead of it being a flex on his looks maxing he's trying to channel physical damage to whoever he does it to

I wish him and Pit were a funny friend duo sooooo badly its unreal. Like the idea of him respecting this punching bag angel more than the gods is SUCH AN INSANE CHARACTER REVELATION that could inform SO MUCH about him then two second later he fucked up in space 4ever. Sad! Whatever imagine if chapter 17 opened up with Pit making his way through a big gauntlet of aurum ships then coming out the other end, meeting paths with Pyrrhon and hi-fiving midair. Then he zooms off and only a minute later it's all thrown away for power. Think aboutd it.

Because it's my current biggest fixation: Playing d&d with him would either be heaven or hell. He will come up with some shit the ppl making the rules never prepared for. He will take a random street beggar under his wing and give them a volatile ancient artifact. He will hype the shit out of anything anyone does. He will put his soul in a kua-toa and create a new whole ass god that he puts his soul in AGAIN so he can go party with Primus. He will poke the trap.

Part of an attempted fic I've been working on coming out in 2 million year. But I think he has mild weird psychic abilities that other gods don't have. One bit in there is him trying to learn how to gift prophetic powers but as goodwill apollo its weird and fucked up so that touching his gem just kinda traps you in his adhd mindhellscape for a bit and he doesn't fucking know how to turn it off 💔. Holding together the prophecies with sticks and stones like the spongebob puppet TV thing you know the one. Do I sound insane right now

Sometimes his use of third person upticks if he's trying to reassure himself or if he's less grounded. Which is. Most of the time really but it turns down in straightforward conversation and the like and could be every sentence if he's really out of it

That being said he would use the same dramatic mannerisms that he uses in the heat of battle for like. fortnite vc

He thinks spongebob is bad ass as hell. Chicken little too. And probably Bill and Ted and rainbow dash. And freddie benson. Just the most random ass guys that activate his godly protection complex. You won't be left to toil in the middle any more malcom .

Okay one fucked up one. uhh if/when he returns and gets tentatively accepted back into skyworld, he's paranoid and convinced that people are going to try to send him back to the aurum since he became one with them and in his own eyes can't go back to being who he was. He swings between desperation to return to them and desperation to never leave earth again. He keeps pretending to be confident and unbothered to at least hold on to that part of him, but when he messes up again, and proves he's just as worthless and idiotic as he used to be, he gets that feeling of the path he went down repeating until all that's left for him to do is break down and plead not to go back there, that he knows he deserves it but he'll do anything to make up for it and stay here on earth. Meanwhile none of the others would have a reason to do this, and they have no idea where this is all coming from... though maybe some of them have been there as well.

Gyuhh. Anyways. Once everyone becomes aware of the Problems ppl pitch in more than he expects, and Viridi begrudgingly creates some lil fireproof immortal friendguys, a cat and snake specifically, to be therapy animals for him. This serpentine creature is coiling around pyrrhons arm with nothing but a freak tube body and its force of will!!! And it's sticking its little tongue out awwwwww. I'm split between them having Egyptian deity names or like being the longest most insane gacha 7 star fusion type names that shorten down to like. tabby

I think he would really love insane shitty movies like the channel awesome movies or our drawings or ESPECIALLY the amazing bulk. I HATE DUST I DON'T WANT IT BUILDING UP IN MY HOME was a verbal stim for him at least at some point

His response to asking about his gender is like being a beacon of light concentrated into a form of sun flare and meteor fire all to serve justice through the realms. And like you'll have to roll with that because it's not like you can ask him what's in his pants. Because. I mean

[delilahdoesthings]

TLPPSISU Ch 5: iHave a Baby

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Carly never knew it was possible to be in love like this.

She held her newborn son close as she blinked the tears out of her eyes. He was so tiny and perfect. Carly couldn’t believe she had gotten this lucky. 

“He’s so beautiful.” She whispered. 

“He is.” Freddie squeezed Carly’s shoulder, never once taking his eyes off his son. “You were amazing, Carly.” 

“I hope so.” Carly blushed. “I’m never going through this ever again.” She gazed lovingly at the perfect little boy bundled up in her arms. “Are we all good on the name?”

“Yeah.” Freddie replied. “I think it suits him perfectly.” 

Carly sighed contentedly. She was exhausted and in copious amounts of pain. And yet, none of that mattered the second the doctors handed her that sweet little baby. 

“So, Carly.” Freddie began. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.” 

“Okay.” Carly smiled. “Go ahead.”

“I love you, Carly.” Freddie’s voice shook. “I’ve loved you in some way, shape, or form since the day we met. You are my best friend, my soulmate, and now the mother of my child. I can’t imagine life without you and I don’t want to.” Freddie knelt down on the ground beside her bed. “Carly Shay, will you marry me?” 

“Yes.” Tears streamed down Carly’s cheeks. “Yes, of course, Freddie. Oh my god.” 

“I love you, Carly.” Freddie’s eyes filled with tears. 

“I love you, too.” Carly cradled the baby in one arm and wiped her tears with the other. “Is there a, um…” 

“I figured we could pick out the ring together.” Freddie promised. 

Two days later, they were gathered around Carly’s living room, the baby fast asleep in his father’s arms. 

“So Carly, are you ever gonna tell us the baby’s name?” Spencer asked. 

“Yeah, are you?” Millicent crossed her arms. 

“Well, since you insist.” Carly laughed, glancing over at Freddie. 

“Everyone.” Freddie began. “We’d like to formally introduce you to our son, Ian Spencer Benson.” 

Spencer’s jaw dropped. “Spencer?”

Carly stood and hugged her brother. “You’ve been such a big influence on both of our lives, it only felt right to include you in his name.” Spencer wrapped Carly in a big bear hug.

She smiled. There was nothing better than being surrounded by friends and family, all gathered around to celebrate the birth of her amazing son. Her pregnancy wasn’t always an easy journey. From unpleasant symptoms to late night anxiety, Carly had her moments where she doubted herself and her decision. But to be here, with Ian, Freddie, and the rest of their loved ones, it was worth every single second.

This was her happily ever after. 

[louisironson]

is What a Tangled Webshow We Weave your Carly crossover. genius. (even if it isn’t still genius)

ding ding ding What A Tangled Webshow We Weave is indeed my frasier/icarly crossover spec script that’s basically like “what if we shifted the timeline of both shows just a little so they overlap” because they both take place i the seattle entertainment industry, frasier in the dying medium of talk radio and icarly in the then-new medium of the internet web show. alongside frasier’s fears of becoming irrelevant in the entertainment landscape, we also have niles who is either about to become or recently is a brand new parent (again, shifting the timelines of both shows) and is trying to figure out how to relate to children in order to be a better father (something which seems to come far more easily to daphne).

basically i want frasier to embarrass himself in public, where someone records it on their phone’s camera (they have cameras now! imagine that!) and sends it into icarly. frasier faces ridicule but when they invite him onto the show, he decides he does have a point to prove to the youth (also, niles and daphne and roz and kenny would love it if they could have cred with the respective children in their lives pleaseeee).

i also want a plot where frasier finds out that freddie’s mom (mrs. benson, not lilith) is a big fan and goes on a date with her to try and get his embarrassing footage taken off the internet. unfortunately he realizes too late that she’s the nightmare caller who’s been plaguing his show all episode. full circle, baby!

NILES: Well, she loves Daphne. And who could blame her? Daphne knows how to talk with her—what I can't figure out is how she already knows so much about all the right youthful novelties. Do you know that children these days are watching live video broadcasts via internet?

FRASIER: They call them "webcasts".

NILES: Oh, now suddenly you know all about them? (unbelievably forlorn) Is everyone cooler than I am?

FRASIER: Oh, Niles, you should have reached a conclusion on that query when you tried to start “Etiquette Club” in junior high. Or, at the very least, twenty seconds ago, when you said "youthful novelties". No, it's because they're apparently the reason our listenership has been low as of late.

NILES: How tragic to have one's downfall foretold by a group called that called itself "The Buggles".

wip title tag/ask game

[seeleybooth]

Freddie Benson's blog at age 13:

He doesn't need Photoshop anymore.

Freddie's reaction!!! Like, imagine what he'll act like when she is pregnant haha. Little Freddie has wanted this since 6th grade. The cat fear came after 😂

[ericdeggans]

Eric narrates Wes Bound, new documentary on jazz guitar giant Wes Montgomery

Back when I was growing up in Gary, Indiana, I was mesmerized by the covers for albums by jazz guitar legend Wes Montgomery.

Fans will remember that he had a string of popular records on A&M back in the day, with evocative covers that didn’t actually feature Wes or his band. One, for A Day in the Life – yes, it featured Wes’ cover of that amazing Beatles tune – featured a close up of an ashtray, with ground up butts and spent matches. Another, for Road Song, showed the image of a road at dusk, a long fence to the left, with the red lights of an automobile visible in the distance.

I was similarly drawn to the music on those records, featuring Montgomery’s agile, confident playing, with a jazz guitar tone that full, yet soothing. Some might find those arrangements, with massive orchestral arrangements featuring sweeping string lines, a bit on the Muzak-y side – that’s what someone close to me called the songs when I played them once.

But I found them powerful and calming all at once; featured on albums that my mother bought on her schoolteacher’s salary. They felt like an important link to the times and to my childhood.

So imagine my reaction when Kevin Finch, a documentary producer and professor at Washington & Lee University, asked if I would be willing to read the narration for a film on the career and Indiana roots of Wes Montgomery.

The result, Wes Bound, is a wonderful look at the groundbreaking jazz guitarist, who aspiring players still revere today, even though he died in 1968 of a heart attack in his Indianapolis hometown.

For the film, Kevin joined with one of Wes’ children, Robert Montgomery, to trace the guitarist’s roots through the journey of a son trying to more fully understand his father. Turns out, Wes didn’t share much about his inner life with his children, and Robert learned a lot about his dad’s work life by talking with musicians who knew him and experts who studied him.

This may be a surprise for some, but Indianapolis was a jazz mecca decades ago. Its clubs along Indiana Avenue provided an early platform for artists like Wes, J.J. Johnson, Freddie Hubbard, Slide Hampton and David Baker.

All this and more is covered in Wes Bound, which features Robert interviewing people like Pat Metheny, George Benson, Lee Ritenour and rocker Slash.

And its topped off by a bit of narration from a wide-eyed kid for Gary who only wishes his music-loving, jazz DJ father and choir-singing, music fan mother were alive to see it.

WATCH BY CLICKING HERE. 

[poopooshart50]

I once tried to say “Bunsen burner” and said “Benson burner” and imagined Freddy Benson from iCarly being lit on fire

[inlovewithalotoffandoms]

Imagine being Freddie Bensons oldest daughter (icarly reboot) and sneaking back into your room late at night.

"It's 12 in the freaking morning?!" You say in shock while looking at the time.

"Babe what's wrong?" Your boyfriend Jack asked you.

"I am gonna be in so much trouble."

"Babe relax."

"I should really go home."

"Relax."

He kissed you but you instantly pushed him away.

"Jack i'll be in enough trouble as it is." You say.

"Okay, i'll take you home." He said with a heavy sigh.

"But how am I supposed to sneak in without getting caught by my Dad?

"You're smart you'll work it out."

"Okay, let's go then."

As you snuck back in the apartment the lights turned on to reveal your Dad standing there.

"Oh shrap." You mutter.

You looked up at your dad.

"Hi." You said innocently.

"Hi." He says back.

"Look I know I missed my curfew, but we just lost track of time."

"You're grounded."

"What?!"

"You didn't let me finish, if you tell me where your sister is then you're of the hook."

"She's on a date."

"With who?"

"I don't know."

"You're still grounded."

"That's fair."

"And also, you are not aloud to see or talk to Jack for 2 months."

"What?! Dad that's not fair!"

"You keep sneaking out, sneaking back in and lying to me. 2 months that's all i'm asking."

"Fine. Can I just let him know?"

"Yeah. Now go to bed."

3 months later:

You and your friends were now filming another movie 'Popstars: Space heroes.' This movie had more enhanced fight scenes and today you were filming the scene where your team meets the Guardians of the Galaxy.

"Everybody stay where you are, chill the f out. I’m gonna ask you this one time, Where’s Jack?" You said in character.

"Yeah I'll do you one better who’s jack?" One of your new co-starts said.

"I’ll do you one better. Why's jack?" Hayley said.

"Tell me where the guy is or I swear to you I'm gonna french fry this little freak." You say while pointing your prop at another co-star.

"Let's do it, you shoot my guy, I'll blast her, let's go." The actor of Peter Quill said.

"Do it Y/I, I can take it." Hayley said.

"No, she can’t take it." Sandy says.

"She’s right you can’t." The actor of Rocket stated.

"Oh yeah, you don’t want to tell me where he is, that’s fine, I’ll kill all of you, and I'll beat it out of Osborn myself, starting with you." You were still in character, your acting had improved since the last movie.

"Wait what? Os, alright, let me ask you this one time, what master do you serve?" The actress of Gamora asked.

"What master do I serve? What am I supposed to say, Zeus." You replied back.

"You're from Earth?" 'Peter' asked you.

"No, i'm from Jupiter. Of course i'm from earth, Idiot." You state.

"Well, what are you hassling us for?" He asked another question.

"So, you're not with Harry?" 'Drax' asked.

"With Harry?! No, I’m here to kill Harry, He took my man. Wait, who are you?" You asked and the directer said "Cut."

"Wait what?!" You all asked in shock.

"We're done for the day. See you all on Monday." He said as he walked out. You and the whole cast of this movie just shrugged and calibrated that you didn't have to work for the rest of the week.

The end.

[cantstoptheimagines]

Fake It ‘Til You Make It (Freddie Benson | iCarly)

Summary — You pretend to be Freddie’s significant other at a holiday party.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Pure fluff; fake dating; Freddie chokes on a drink.

Notes ➳ ‘Can’t Stop the Holidays’ Event (7/31) ➳ Word Count is 159. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them).

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“Your mom has been glaring at me this whole time.”

Freddie let out a quiet chuckle, not even bothering to glance over at his mother. He had spoken to her before the two of you had arrived at Carly’s apartment for an annual holiday party. 

“Just ignore her,” he replied, hiding his grin by looking down at his feet. “She’s been bothering me about dating someone more than usual lately. That’s why I asked you to be my fake date for tonight.” 

“That doesn’t mean I have to feel daggers being aimed at me the whole night,” you said.

Freddie choked on his drink, unable to withhold his laughter. You quickly began patting his back. Once he had relaxed, Freddie wrapped one of his arms around your shoulders.

“Freddie—!”

“I’m fine,” he laughed. “Is she still staring?”

“Even more now since you almost died.”

“Just fake it ‘til you make, (YOUR NAME)... Just fake it ‘til you make it...”