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phxntomsdusk · 4 months

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Wait!! Hear me out!!! Charlie doing a heart rate monitor stream!!! And then reader, his partner, uses this to their advantage.

Heartstopper - Charlie x GN!Reader

summary: the ask !!

warnings: none!

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @vibestillaxxx , @haunted-headset (ask to be added!)

word count: 252

It was always quite obvious how flustered Charlie got around you, but outside of the comfort of your own relationship, nobody knew. Yes, his fans knew you were together, but they never saw the effect you had on the poor boy.

Today however he decided to do a heart rate monitor stream, having his viewers tweet out videos to get his heart rate up.

Most people did jumpscares, audios that were way too loud, etc. But they didn’t really work.

You had been watching the stream for a bit, wanting it to end already so you could steal his attention. And then a brilliant idea crossed your mind.

You made your way into his office, knocking as you opened the door. “Hey, Charlie.” You smiled and walked over, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, your gaze immediately finding the heart rate on the screen.

“Whatcha doin’?” You spoke softly, smiling as the rate began to increase, a light blush forming on his face. “Streaming.. thought you’d be watching.” He raised his brows at you, his tone slightly confused and flustered.

You simply shrugged, before leaning down and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. This was the key.

His heart rate practically shot up, his face burning red. You weren’t sure if it was your actions, or the fact thousands of people were watching.

“Now you gotta end the stream, I’ll see you in a bit.” You patted his shoulder, before exiting the room, leaving him a complete flustered and smiling mess.

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 month

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𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ notes: just wanted to do something in honor of sorry boys going on hiatus. this is entirely based on their last video so watch that to understand the silly headcanon time. cc!wilbur likers will be blocked by the way, thanks. get out of here

↳ warnings: none. just the four members here. four original, and only, members of sorry boys. no one else

↳ song: campus—vampire weekend

masterlist | commissions | carrd

• You'd think that an afternoon shift at a trampoline park would be easy; especially on the down days. Hanging around the snack bar with your employees, blowing whistles at loud kids, and keeping whatever was left in the lost and found bin became something of a daydream to you upon first getting hired

• It was a better alternative to the fast food joint you had worked previously at a crazed food van—you'd rather do anything but that after quitting

• Your first tip that things weren't going to be that easy should have been the camera crew that shuffled in on your second week, lead in part by a blonde guy with a stack of pre-signed waivers in his hand

• "What's up with that?" You turned to your only other coworker at the hour, a lanky guy with a mask and fluffed up hair. You thought you remember his name starting with an R or something along the lines of that, but mostly you referred to him as 'dude' or 'hey you.' He never felt the need to correct you, so you just never stopped

• "Oh yeah." He'd responded with a tired voice while barely even looking around. "Uh, we have a group that comes in every few days and rents out the place. I've seen them bouncing around, and I'm not really sure they're, uh, stable I guess you could say."

• Glancing down from the reception desk and to the play floor below, you caught a glimpse of the three others he spoke of, one being the blonde kid from earlier, surrounded by a few cameras and doing some rather weak jump moves. One in a red fat suit fell over at one point and refused to get up as he rolled around on the floor whining

• "Er," You took a step out of the reception desk area as you pointed a finger down at the scene. "Shouldn't one of us be down there? Supervising, and all that." You neglected to mention that one of the men looked old enough to be your father and should probably be mediating them

• For a moment you thought your coworker would shrug and tell you to go on, but he just sighed and grabbed his whistle like a weary office worker preparing for a morning round

• "At least this time I won't be alone." He looked at you. The eyebags under his eyes made you feel like he'd done this a lot more than he'd ever wanted to, despite only being at work a few weeks more than you

• The next few minutes went by fine. You were mostly ignored by the two fellows in fat suits as they proceeded to say 'dude' and 'bro' far too much, and was only offered a high five by the same blonde— Tungo you now knew. At one point the cameramen pulled you and the other worked over for a small interview, the likes of which you seemed to enjoy more than him

• The first time either of you really had to step in was when the red fat suit one delved into his shell, yelling something about yoinking his pork

• "Chungus? Chungo?" You managed to say his name without somehow laughing. "Please don't do that. We're gonna have some problems if you continue to."

• As Chounce popped his head out like a cartoon character to look at you, you offered a wobbly smile, and was severely relieved when he finally brought his hands out of his suit to cross them

• "For the record dude I wasn't even pulling my plug." He frowned, having the decency to look midly embarrassed. "I was just thinking about my feelings, bro."

• You got a thankful look from your fellow employee at your successful endeavors

• The both of you continued to watch as a competition between Chounce and Tungo occurred, eventually somehow turning into a fight between them as the self proclaimed Master Za watched

• In reality, you were pretty sure their real names all aligned somewhere along the lines of Tommy Charlie and Phil, if the signatures on their wavers spoke for anything, but none of them seemed to call each other anything but nonsense

• At one point, you were compelled enough by the entertainment to purchase a bag of popcorn from the snack desk, earning a look at disappointment from your coworker as he saw

• "Please don't encourage them." He dragged a hand down his face, careful not to knock his mask off

• "I don't think it'd matter if I did or didn't." You smiled through a mouthful. "Just look at 'em." You waved at the kid zone they'd all migrated too in the last hour or two, currently kissing Master Za on the face as he yelped in protest

• "Wait." Your hand lowered slowly as you blinked. "That's not allowed—"

• The two of you took off in their direction, using your whistles for what felt like the hundredth time that day as you ran

• By the time closing hours came around, it was dark enough outside to make you yawn. It took a significant amount of convincing to get the three of them, mostly Chounce, to leave and stop bouncing, but it eventually worked with a few well placed bribes. Namely, handfuls from your unfinished chip bag from earlier

• "You weren't all that bad! Not a wrong'un after all." Tungo eventually confided in you in front of everyone as you went to close up, looking strangely proud about such a mediocre compliment. You grinned at him anyways, finding him to be one of the saner ones throughout the whole ordeal

• "Maybe next time I could judge a match of yours, yeah?" You offered as you thumbed through the cash in the register

• "Please do not encourage them." A familiar voice from outside sounded for the second time that day, making you suck air between your teeth in an attempt not to snort with laughter

• "And remember to check the bathrooms before you leave. One of them likes to hide in them after we close."

• "Sorry, what—"

• You ended up having to drag Chounce out bt his ankles that night and into Master Za's car so he could get home

• "You know what? It's still better than the food truck."

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bethsvrse · 6 months

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Hey 😎

Can you write like Charlie smut and fluff hcs? Or like a little drabble or something? Anything works! There’s nothing abt him on here and it makes me sad because he deserves so much more appreciation 🥹

Thank you!

PAIRING charlie slimecicle x streamer!reader

A/N I literally love Charlie so much and he 100% deserves more love! so here is a sfw & nsfw hcs about Charlie <3

heads up, I’ve only written smut twice in my life so it may not be good…

SFW

You guys stream together sm

before you guys went public, literally everyone shipped you, like all the time

When Charlie is in Tommy’s vlogs, you almost always come with

Everyone praised Tommy for giving them y/ncicle content

Always treats you

Like every time you go out, he’d be the one paying for food

The waiter came over to you and Charlie, and placed the check down on the table. You smiled at the waitress and turned to go grab the check before seeing it be put back on the table by your boyfriend

“Charlie..” you trailed off, feeling bad that he’s paying.

“I know that voice and let me just say, that i don’t mind paying! If anything I prefer it, I want to treat my girlfriend, and if paying for you is something that I can do to show that I love you, than I will”

You swore you almost started crying right there. It was the smallest act of kindness that made you love Charlie so much. “Thank you.” You mumbled, as he stood up.

“Come on, we’re gonna be late for the movie.”

I honestly think he isn’t to big on pet names

The occasional ‘babe’ or ‘baby’, but ‘love’ would be his go to

He always makes sure to keep at least one extra plus his of his for you to have

NSFW

He is a switch, 100%

When he’s in a sub mood, he’d begs to please you

He’s a soft!dom though sometimes

He’s praise you a lot

"that's it, baby. so so good, my love, fuck."

Literally loves your boobs

Like so much

If your wearing a low cut top, he would not be paying attention at all, would just stare directly at you boobs

Lowkey a perv sometimes

There’s so many clip of him on stream just staring 👀

he LOVES eating you out fr

could eat you out for breakfast, lunch and dinner if you let him

he would much rather get you off than himself

It’s you first all the time with Charlie

#bethsvrse #fanfic #mcyt x you #mcyt x reader #charlie slimecicle #charlie slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle fanfic #charlie slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle x y/n #fem reader #smut #smut headcanons #fluff headcanons

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spookitapes · 9 months

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Hi when you get the chance can you please do a Charlie slimecicle smut with they/them pronouns for the reader? And Charlie's a vampire.

But he hasn't drank from you yet cause he doesn't want to hurt you but you reassure him it's okay and when he finally dose he gets VERY turned on from it and fucks the shit out of the reader.

If you wanna btw can you add some light breeding kink?

vampire!charlie slimcile feeding + breeding kink hc’s

summary | begging for long enough gets you anything you want

pairing | charlie slimecicle x reader

warnings/cw | smut, overstimulation, breeding, blood kink, blood feeding kink, choking, mentions taking explicit photos

word count | 550

!! 18+ MINORS DNI !!

not proofread, sorry for any mistakes !!

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❧ you’ve been dating for 9 months

❧ he’s refused to feed from you up until now

❧ how can he say no when you’re looking up at him with those eyes and begging so so prettily from on your knees

❧ the desire taking over the worry each second that passes

❧ he doesn’t say anything..just picks you up and throws you over his shoulder to carry you to the bedroom

❧ throwing you on the bed & ripping your clothes off

❧ i’m talking shredding them bitches…they aren’t garments anymore, just pieces of tattered fabric on the floor

❧ kissing from your ankles up to your collarbones before he checks back in with you

❧ “tell me if it hurts and i’ll stop, okay ?”

❧ “remember the safe word, love ?”

❧ “yes charlie, yes i remember— now please !”

❧ “say it first— and stop being a brat before i treat you like one.”

❧ “it’s pineapple!!”

❧ you feel him smile into your neck as he gives you a few hickeys

❧ “good job, baby.” and then he’s sinking his fangs in

❧ he isn’t expecting the moans that come out of your mouth

❧…or for you to cum from him feeding off you alone

❧ him pulling away from the shock

❧ you whining and trying to get him back to your neck

❧ “fuuucckk, baby. who would’ve thought you’d be this depraved, huh? knew you were my slut, but you’ve wanted to be my own personal blood bag this whole time, too. haven’t you, sweetheart?”

❧ not being able to hold back and slipping into you as his teeth sink back into your neck

❧ getting so drunk off the feeling off loosing blood & getting fucked you’re just babbling nonsense to get him to breed you

❧ “wan’ y-you to fill me u-up, char! please give it to me— wanna feel it deep inside!”

❧ he’s laughing with his fangs in you and it sends deep tingles through your whole body

❧ you’re squirming from it when he pulls away to make you beg, but he gets distracted

❧ he sees the blood running from your neck wounds down onto your chest.

❧ something about it sets this man off because he’s immediately shooting his cum so deep inside you, none of it’s spilling out

❧ he’s not stopping tho

❧ he’s just wrapping a hand around your neck and fucking you harder

❧ he takes pictures of his hand around your throat— blood smeared fingerprints and all

❧ when he’s finally breed you to his liking he’s sliding down your body

❧ kisses on your inner thighs turning into fangs sinking into you once again

❧ aftercare is 100/10 !!

❧ healing your wounds with his blood & pressing lingering kisses where they use to adorn your skin

❧ he’s running you a bubble bath with your favorite essential oils

❧ getting you loads of water & food to replenish from all the blood loss

❧ whispering reassuring words to you as you cuddle on his chest and start to drift off to sleep

❧ “we are sooo doing that again.”

❧ “shut up and go to sleep!”

❧ “…but yeah we’re definitely doing that again.”

#charlie slimesicle smut #charlie slimecicle x reader #chuckle sandwich x reader #chuckle sandwich smut #vampire!Charlie #vampire!Charlie slimecicle #chuckle sandwich x you #Charlie slimecicle x you

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tredderwrite · 12 days

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Slimecicle ~ Home

Summary: Despite the noise and chaos Charlie always finds a way to make the night disgustingly sweet

Word count ≈ 1k

Pairing: Slimecicle / gn!reader

Warnings: none

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Busied by the running water you failed to notice the silence that had overtaken the streaming room. The same room that was a mess of screaming, singing, and at least one object falling over a few minutes prior. Though not in the slightest bit annoying, you learned to love how fun it sounds in there.

Half an hour ago, while Charlie was still streaming you felt you were too bored to sit around, and way too full of energy to head to bed, so, you decided it’s finally time to try that skincare that's been sitting in a drawer for at least a month.

Three different serums and a face mask later you leaned over the counter to wash it off, as the instructions advised to only leave it on for 15 minutes, instructions that would've been followed if it wasn't for the most hypnotizing of handheld devices.

The door swings open, and a cheery Charlie marches up behind you, waiting for you to finish washing your face. His arms immediately envelop your waist the second you straighten up. A wide grin plastered on his face, and you smiled back at him in the mirror.

“What were you doing?” his head nearing closer to you, chin resting on your shoulder, “and how come you’re doing it without me :( ?” He pouted at you, the corners of his mouth turning further once you started laughing at him.

“I was bored,” you began, honestly, “and I wanted to try these,” you motioned towards the array of products sprawled all around, “aaand you were busy with work!” You flashed him a grin and went off to dry your face, but quicker than you pulled away you were pulled right back in, that same pout on his face, “Don’t you wanna do another one? With me?” he asked.

Laughing again, you turn around in his arms to face him; grabbing the first mask within reach. Something with strawberry and mint, and though it wasn’t expected to do much you still enjoy the pinkish color and delicious smell as you squeeze some directly on his face. His laser focus on your every move is equally adorable and flustering as you slather the gel evenly, making sure to tap his nose as a finishing touch, locking eyes the second your hand is out of the way. Even with all that goo around his face, you notice how he’s still so breathtaking, a wave of realization coursing right through you, remembering how much you truly love this boy. Usually, this could be brushed off, but not now, not this time. His intense stare breaks for a split second, glancing at your lips, undoubtedly catching on.

Wasting no time he leans, kissing you with a passion you’ve never felt before, so sweet you could almost taste it, that is, if you weren’t already tasting something much worse. The moment dies once you notice that the mask has somehow ended up in both your mouths, simultaneously pulling away to complain. “Wasn’t this supposed to be strawberry?!?!” he shakes his head, using the back of his hand to wipe it off his lips. The disgust shown on his face fading when he looks at you again, holding in your laughter, cheeks puffed and eyes wide; ready to burst in any second.

The laughter dies down after a solid few minutes, no good reason as to why either of you found it funny in the first place. “Alright, whatever,” he says, still clutching his side, “I don’t want to keep this on any longer. It clearly hates me.” Washing his face and drying it off while you gather all the colorful little packets to be stored inside that same drawer for god knows how much longer. Small droplets graze your skin while you shove everything inside, struggling to close it; looking up once you do, only to find Charlie flicking water at you, laughing to himself as if this was the greatest prank known to man. And no matter how childish you join right in, small sprinkles turn into handfuls of water thrown at each other. Hair and clothes halfway soaked when he tries to put a stop to what he started, grabbing both your wrists just so he could gently push you out the room.

And after an awkward backwards walk into your bedroom he finally let go and went to flop down on the bed, his palm gently patting the spot that's right beside him. Only once you got all cuddled up, the feeling of his wet t-shirt reminded you that you should not be cuddling or even on the bed in that state. Regardless, he didn't seem to mind, already kissing the top of your head mixed with periodic mumbles “I love you” “We're getting the sheets wet”,

“I love you”,

“Come on, get-”, he grabbed your face to kiss your lips, successfully ruining your train of thought, adorned with a stern, yet utterly hilarious expression once he pulled away . “I love you”

“I love you too.”

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#HI GUYS!!#been gone for a while #mostly because i stopped being involved with the fandom as much #new white man to obsess over tho wooo!!#mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfiction #fiction #slimecicle #charlie slimesicle fanart #charlie slimesicle x reader #charlie slimecicile #slmccl #slimecicle x reader #slimecicle fanfic #slimecicle x y/n #slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle fluff #charlie slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle x y/n

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nikaizkool · 7 months

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tbh I want to fuck charlie really bad!

HE WHIMPERS FOR SURE.

You b like riding him and he’d just b holding your hips and moaning so loud 😍😍

#charlie slimecicle fluff #charlie slimecicle #charlie slimecicle headcanons #chuckle sammy #charlie slimecicle imagines #charlie slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle fanfiction #charlie.txt #chuckle sandwich #charlie slimecicle smut #charlie slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle fanfic #charlie slimecicle angst #Charlie slimecicle x

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moistcl1tikal-ao3 · 2 months

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we hit 10k btw. and this is gonna be a long one. buckle tf Up bitches

#mamas words of wisdom #charlie slimecicle fanfiction #charlie slimesicle x reader #charlie slimecicle smut #charlie slimecicle x you

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fullofgutsndopamine · 30 days

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charlie + grocery shopping + a quick kiss on the crown of their hair

tw/cursing, mention of anxiety

more here

"Maybe," Charlie sighs next to you, his hand hitting yours as it laces into you, "Just maybe grocery stores were a mistake."

You snort as you crane your neck to check the number on the wall-12-and glance back at the paper ticket in Charlie's hand-22 before sighing.

"Or maybe," You counter, "Going on a Sunday was a mistake."

He laughs, gives your hand another squeeze, another silent i'm here reminder-something about grocery stores set you on edge-you aren't sure why, but it's something Charlie picked up on first, how your hand grips tighter to his as you pass people, how you shy into him the entire time-he's determined to make it easier on you.

"Touché," He laughs, pauses for a second before his voice drops: "Do you hear the song playing?"

It's hard to focus on it over the people around you, crowding around the deli counter with you, all the excess noise that comes from them-

but you try to focus on the song that blasts from the old speakers, only interrupted briefly to tell you the newest sales and the song for the store-

"Charlie-"

"Shh," His eyes are pointed upwards, head titled, "Listen-you know this. It's your favorite."

And you can tell by the way the smile is on his lips that it isn't your favorite, confirmed when you can finally make a word out and focus on it that you've never heard this song-

it doesn't matter to him.

And before you know it, in a crowded grocery store on a even busier Sunday, he's pulling you into him, his hands around your waist as he sways with you to a song that definitely doesn't call for slow dancing, much less in a grocery store.

Still, you know what he's doing.

"Charlie?"

Your head rests against his chest as you look up at him, his own eyes shut but the smile on his face as he sways gently with you-

"Hm?"

"Thank you."

His eyes still closed but a larger smile on his face, he leans down, gives you a gentle kiss to the crown of your head before your head returns back to his chest, safe.

#caroline writes #charlie slimecicile #charlie slimecicle x you #charlie slimesicle x reader #charlie slimesicle fanart #slimecicle x y/n #slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle x reader #slimecicle fic #slimecicle imagine #slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle x y/n

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the-phantom-author · 1 month

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WCBAH, reader pov:

Prologue and part 1. "Only if you stay with me."

-@fullofgutsndopamine

#anyway i have thoughts and feelings about wcbah being back #they are all positive #and i am so ready to be hirt by this series again #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle x you

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slxtmeri · 10 months

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Chucklers after you get back from a long trip. Them just welcoming you back and all the things they would get or do for you, sfw and nsfw... just an idea I've had on my mind...

ANON I LOVE YOU THIS IDEA TYSM

ted

sfw

♡ as soon as he sees you when you come home, he's running up to you and giving you the biggest hug oml. hands are around your waist, lifting you up, not wanting to let go. (and he doesn't, for at least a good minute or two).

♡ kisses all over your face and neck until you're blushing and giggling, squealing for him to stop

♡ carries all your luggage and REFUSES to let you help with any

"nope, nope, put that down. i can handle this stuff, baby! let me help you, love."

♡ constantly touching you, hand on your waist, arm around your shoulder, holding your hand. he missed you so much while you were gone

nsfw

♡ as soon as your stuff is inside, he carries you to the bedroom, your legs wrapped around his waist

♡ he lays you down on the bed, still kissing you. his mouth trails lower, and lower, until his head is settled between your legs

♡ eats you out like it's his last meal, your hands gripping his hair motivate him to keep going

♡ makes you come undone several times, until tears of pleasure are pricking at your eyes and you're too fucked out to form a coherent sentence.

♡ cuddles you until you both fall asleep. expect him to fuck you senseless the next day

schlatt

sfw

♡ picks you up from the airport and twirls you around until you're both dizzy.

♡ can't stop smiling. there's a shit eating grin on his face for the next 24 hours at LEAST

♡ doesn't stop talking about how much he and the cats missed you.

♡ hand on your thigh on the drive home, rubbing comforting circles

♡ stops to get you your favorite food on the way home, he just wants to spoil you

nsfw

♡ as soon as the two of you arrive home, he's bending you over the nearest surface. whether it be the kitchen island, the couch, it doesn't matter. he's so needy for you

♡ teases you until you're wet enough to take him. then he's fucking you until you can't stand

♡ praises you so so much more than usual.

"fuck, baby. you're so perfect for me, hmm? letting daddy fuck you as soon as you get back. my sweet baby."

♡ takes a bath with you afterwards. cleans you up all nice then carries you to bed <3

charlie

sfw

♡ gets so excited when he sees you, he hugs you so tight you have to tell him to calm down

"charlie, i missed you too. can barely breathe, baby."

"shit... sorry sweetheart, i just missed you a lot."

♡ as soon as you get home he's giving you presents that he bought for your return. probably orders your favorite takeout, too.

♡ repeats how much he missed you, how he wishes you were there for the things he did whil you were away

♡ asks for any and all photos you took during your trip

nsfw

♡ he practically drags you to the bedroom after you two finish eating

♡ begs for you, saying how much he needed you

"s'been too long, baby. please let me fuck you, please."

♡ hickeys all over your neck. he's not even thinking about how you two have to meet up with friends the next day

♡ you end up riding him, rolling your eyes at the friction you havent had since before you left

♡ once you get too tired, he's gripping your hips and fucking up into you.

"that's it, baby. so so good, my love, fuck."

♡ stays inside you for a few minutes, hugging you, savoring your time together.

♡ picks you up and carries you to the shower, cleaning you up before bringing you to the couch for a nice long movie

a/n: holy shit i got carried away. the brainrot is real 😭 anyways ily anon, enjoy!!!

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phxntomsdusk · 4 months

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chuckle sandwich!!! It can be romantic or platonic I don’t mind but just some fun with Chuckle Sandwich. Maybe ganging up on a guest for the show in a stupid bit or smth?

Playground insults - Chuckle Sandwich x GN!Reader

summary: just you throwing little kid insults at the boys

warnings: swearing, jschlatt threatening to kill you- (joke of course)

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @haunted-headset , @average-vibe , @ivvees-blog , @vibestillaxxx (ask to be added!)

word count: 225

Being on the podcast always ended with chaos, especially today. You had been in a particular mood, dishing random and stupid insults at everyone whenever you got the chance.

“And then he-“ You quickly cut off Schlatt as he was talking, a small smile on your lips. “Who?” He looked at you with a confused expression, about to answer before you spoke again. “Asked.”

Charlie let out an annoyed sigh, sounding like a tired dad as he shook his head and placed it on the table. Ted held back a laugh. And Schlatt looked like he was about to kill you.

“Say that shit again, I’ll put a bullet through your head.” He held up a finger gun, pretending to shoot you. You knew he was only joking (or at least you hoped), but you still put up a scared act.

“Oh, no! Don’t kill me!” You covered your face, before peering through your fingers and laughed to yourself. “Maybe death would be nice.. wouldn’t have to see that thing you call a beard.”

Ted and Charlie looked at you as if you were insane, while Jschlatt got up with an offended expression, stepping off camera and shouted very loudly. “What the fuck?! Who invited them?!”

Ted looked over at him with a raised brow, before clicking his tongue. “You did, Schlatt. You invited them.”

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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—amsterdam

SUMMARY | agreeing to come along with the group to amsterdam to participate in not one, but two tom simons videos, can get a little crazy

PAIRING | cc!tommyinnit x reader

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WORD COUNT | 1.1k+

AUTHORS NOTES | the tom simons channel is probably my favorite vlog channel ever

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This was the third time Charlie had destroyed your lego creation, and you were this close to locking him out of the room.

"I swear to god you fucker—" Another blocky build crumbled to peices as the brunette slapped his hand down on your own pair, laughing good naturedly all the while.

"Phiiiiil!" You turned your torso halfway to whine at the other man in the generic hotel room, who was looking at his phone blandly while resting on the foot of a bed opposite you. "Tell Charlie to stop being an asshole before I bite him!"

"Stop being an asshole to them Charlie before they bite you. And they will, it's not just a threat mate." The middle aged man echoed back without so much as looking up from his phone.

"Wow. Gee thanks Phil. Glad to know my pain and suffering is less important than your phon—Charlie I swear to fucking god!! One more time, and I mean it, one more time and I'm going to sic Tubbo on you in the video tomorrow!" You had since stopped looking at Phil, now scooping as many stray legos as you could close to your chest while Charlie attempted to steal them away from you.

"I paid for these with my own twitch prime! Back! Back, I say."

"Noooo." Charlie made a sound that reminded you of a gremlin, wiggling his fingers comically while trying to take more out of your pile. "The lego goblin must have his legos!!! Otherwise he may become, the tickle monster!"

"Oh no he fucking wont." You deadpanned at Charlie. He just smiled back at you innocently before wiggling his fingers once more and lunging for you, nearly knocking you both into Phil on the other bed with the effort of it.

"Take that, you hoarder!" He laughed, glasses knocked askew as his hands viciously attacked your sides with pokes and jabs as you screamed.

"Jesus fucking christ you two!!" Phil was looking at the both of you on the floor, clutching his phone to his chest in surprise while laughing.

"Phil! Help me! I'm dying! Tell my wife that—that I love her." You choked out a surprisingly loud and shocking gasp before going limp, your tounge dramatically lolling out of your mouth the way a cartoon character's might.

It was a lot harder than you thought it would be to hold in your laughter as you watched Charlie fall to his knees somberly, listening as he wailed on about how he had 'killed' you. It was even harder when you got a glimpse of Phil sitting above you, stuffing his fist in his mouth to try not to laugh at the two of you.

"—ow will I ever redeem myself!? I'll be tried in court, given years of prison time! I'll never make it in there! I'm too soft, too—oh hey Tommy."

You immediately scrambled to get to your feet alongside Charlie at that revelation, the both of you adjusting your disheviled appearances the best you could all while Phil cackled.

"Hey Toms." You smiled crookedly, trying to look nonchalaunt as possible while looking at the confused face of the boy currently peaking his head into your hotel room. Light from the hallway was now peaking into the room, washing over the few shadows left from spare luggage and souvenir bags people had left lying on the floor.

"What the fuck are you guys doing in here?" He furrowed his brows, laughing lightly at how put of breath everyone was. "We can hear you all the way across the wall. Wil sent me over here to get you to shut up. Managment was looking pretty upset when I was making my way over here too. Might be because I stole some candy from the reception desk earlier too though." He muttered the last bit quieter, covering it up poorly with a cough before looking back at you.

"Oh. Uh, sorry about that. Well, I died for a little bit, I think?" You scratched the back of your neck. Charlie nodded vigorously. A bit too vigorously to be discussing the topic of your supposed death if you were being honest.

"Yes. And from natural causes. Definitely not murder of any sorts! No, not at all! An all natural one. All natural death that is."

Tommy just tilted his head in Phil's direction, clearly not believing either of your very convincing tales.

"They were having a tickle fight over the legos you lot bought earlier." He ignored you and Charlie's whines to shut up as he talked to Tommy, who by now was laughing.

"A tickle fight?" He stepped forward and closed the door behind him, blue eyes shining with mischief as he grinned. "Without me? For shame you bastards."

"No. Tommy dont you dare, I know what you're thinking, mate. No no no I'm not about to let all of you just—and there you go. For christ's sake, Wil's going to kill me."

Phil backed away further on the bed, just nearly being missed as Tommy jumped onto Charlie and sent him sprawling, the two of them rolling around in a blur of colors in the hotel room while each tried to overpower the other.

You yourself were practically kneeling over with laughter, pumping a fist in the air while rooting for Tommy, only stopping at one point to pick up Charlie's glasses off the ground so they wouldn't get crushed in all the chaos.

It didn't last long, really, before Charlie let out a guttural cry and replicated what you had done earlier, falling limp as if he was now nothing but a corpse on a battlefield.

"And the winner is Tommathy Innit!!" You hollered cheerfully despite the groans of Phil to shut up, beaming at Tommy as he stood triumphantly, Charlie laying on the ground below spread out like a starfish. A very sweaty, very exhausted starfish. You imagined that you didn't look much different from him at the time though.

"Thank you, thank you! Really!" Tommy was now parading around the small confines of the room with his nose in the air. Doing what sounded like a very bad impression of a snooty car salesman as he went. "I'd like to thank my many wives, including Philza Minecraft's, and—oof!"

Everyone laughed as they watched Tommy shakily raise a fist from where he was now lying face first on the carpet, shooting a thumbs up to let you all know that he was okay from his sudden trip over a luggage bag.

"Graceful mate. Real graceful. Watch out for the suitcases next time though, Tommy."

"Fuck you lot." Was all he said before dissolving into laughter, most everyone following suit.

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poraphia · 9 months

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“PDA: Public Displays of Affection”

pairing • secret relationship!wilbur x reader 1448 words • 9.1.23 containing • secret relationship, sorry boys production, immense affection my masterlist ~! ღ mrs. mania ღ on Tumblr

“We’re about to film a new Sorry video. Want to give me a good luck kiss first?”

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There’s one thing about Tom Simons that everybody knows the moment you click on one of his videos.

Some viewers may find him annoying at first,

And frankly, it’s not like he’s wrong.

After Wilbur and I started dating we came to an agreement to keep our relationship a secret. There were a multitude of reasons for this. For one, we wanted to enjoy the relationship for ourselves and because of Wilbur’s music and streaming career, it would have been impossible to relish in such when there are hundreds of thousands of eyes on you. This leads to our next reason. Most of Wilbur’s friends are streamers, vloggers, gamers, you name it. That being said, most of the time we find cameras on us already. So, in order to keep up with our special secret, we tell our friends that we’re not dating so that it’s a much easier job keeping it on the down low.

So what happens when a younger boy who considers himself Wilbur’s brother constantly sees a woman constantly with Wilbur? Well, you’ll see for yourself.

I’m known to be Wilbur’s co-filmer and editor in his fanbase, meaning that even if we weren’t dating, I had to be constantly around him to help out with video planning and creating a digital diary as he was on tour. This week his friends were all coming to Brighton to shoot Chapter 2 for their Sorry! improv group.

It was the morning of, and I was met by the familiar, warming embrace of his arms slithering around my body. I scoot back a little bit, feeling his heartbeat steadily beat against my back. “Hey, are you awake?” He groggled out in a raspy morning face. I hummed in response, taking one of his hands to kiss the center of his palm. He pulled me closer to his chest as the fabric beneath us crinkled.

“I’m so sleepy…” I mumbled. With his hand, Wilbur smoothed my cheek, caressing my skin. I melted in his touch.

“I know, but we have to get up soon, darling,” He whispered. Gently, with his arm still wrapped around me, he sat us up in the bed. The morning sun peaked through the slightly open blinds, decorating our skin with streaks of light. He buried his face into the crook of my neck as the drowsiness slowly drained from me. His arms kept firmly around my torso, holding me as close as he could. Once we felt ready to get out of bed, we walked into the kitchen as I prepared a quick breakfast for the both of us.

“Do you want strawberry parfait for breakfast, my love?” I asked, looking inside the fridge.

“Yes, please.” He smiled. I nodded before grabbing the container of syrupy strawberries and Greek yogurt. Wilbur went inside the pantry to find the box of graham crackers. After he finished crushing them, he noticed me standing on my tippy toes to reach for the two glasses on the highest shelf. With a cheeky smirk, he walked behind me and lifted me up by the waist, earning a slight eep of surprise. Nonetheless, I was able to reach the glasses before he placed me back down with my feet touching the cold tile floor. I turned around, awarding him with a quick peck on the chin, before continuing on making our breakfast.

Sometimes, it was painful keeping this a secret, but I think it’s what makes moments like these more special.

Once we finished our breakfast and got dressed, we met up with the rest of the guys at a park in Brighton. Today’s film idea was to run a hotdog van of some kind, but instead, call them burgers. Honestly, don’t ask me, it was the guys’ idea. Most of the guys carpooled to the location, whereas Wilbur and I decided to take our own car. After some time walking to the park, we were both ambushed by Tommy and Charlie, who were already flopping around in hotdog costumes.

“WILBUR! (Y/N)! MY FRIENDS!” Tommy exclaimed, hugging the two of us. Wilbur pulled Tommy to the side, almost putting him in a headlock as they shared their own brotherly love. I hugged Charlie before stepping back to examine his outfit.

“You look… Meaty. You been working out?” I joked. He grinned before flexing one of his arms.

“Ah, so you’ve noticed my meaty and tender gains I see! I’ve been working on these babies just for this exact moment.” He said pridefully. Charlie flexed one of his muscles before kissing his bicep. I rolled my eyes before we both trailed back to the rest of the group. I greeted the rest of the team and even hugged Kristen to catch up with her since we last saw each other. Tommy and Wilbur then ran up to the group promptly as Russ explained exactly how the food truck was going to work. After some careful instructions, the film crew, which involved me, were told who was to record what. Per usual, I was directed to film Wilbur’s shenanigans.

“Alright, is everyone ready?” Russ asked, looking up from his clipboard. Everyone exclaimed their noises of agreement. I looked over to Will, who I noticed was patting down his pockets for something.

“Will, you okay?” Phil asked as he adjusted the scarf around his neck.

“Yeah, I just— I think I left my wallet. Uhh (y/n) can you come with me? It’s probably in the car.” He said, looking over to me.

“Oh— Yeah, sure.” I handed my camera to Russ in the meantime before walking with Wilbur to the car. I kept my hands in my pockets in the meantime to resist the urge to walk with fingers intertwined. It was far too dangerous now.

Once we made it to the car, I reached into my pocket to unlock it, but in return Wilbur just stood there, smiling at me. I tilted my head, a bit confused.

“Weren’t you going to go look for your wallet?” I asked. Instead, Will leaned on the car, smiling down at me with his chef’s hat a bit lopsided and his arms crossed.

“I actually did have my wallet. I just wanted to have a good luck kiss before we started filming.” He smiled. I rolled my eyes before grabbing him by the shirt collar so that he was now at my height.

“You know you can be annoying sometimes.” I scoffed, but a wide smile was plastered all over my face.

“I know. I just miss you.”

I placed a quick peck on his lips, but before I could pull away, Wilbur held me gently by the neck to keep me in place. Slowly, I felt my body melting by the touch of his soft lips as butterflies danced on my skin. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving me closer to him. Tiny droplets soon started to drizzle down on us, but we weren’t leaving each other's lips anytime soon. That was until someone caught us.

“Wilbur? (y/n)? Guys it’s starting to rain and— OH MY GOD!”

We both immediately pushed each other away, only to meet with the shocked face of Tommy standing paralyzed in his hot dog outfit.

“OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE DATING! I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT—”

“I— Uh— Tommy—!” I was rendered speechless as the poor boy rapidly glanced at the both of us. Wilbur ended up breaking the standstill as he walked up to Tommy, placing two hands firmly at his shoulders.

“Yes, me and (y/n) are dating.” He said firmly. “You’re not going to tell anyone, my boiled hotdog boy, alright?” All Tommy could do was nod in response, his mouth still open ajar. Wilbur patted him on the back before heading in the direction of the food truck. I jogged over to Tommy, shaking his shoulder a bit to snap him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at me, a hand running through his hair. I shrugged, a half-apologetic smile on my face before we both walked back to the park.

“To be fair, the reason I was so shocked was because last month I tried to set you two up on a date.” Tommy mentioned nonchalantly, playing with his fingers as he walked.

I chuckled a little bit. “That’s kind of funny—” until the realization hit. “WAIT HUH?”

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a / n ~ thought this was cute so I jotted it down like a couple mins before waking up lolol. Reblogs and likes are super appreciated mwahh

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justgowithitplease · 4 months

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Hiya! when you get the chance, can you do a charlie slimecicle x reader (they/them) smut were its really domestic and he fucks the reader in the kitchen

Warnings: AFAB body, AFAB reproductive system, Curse words, Graphic

You were in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Charlie was in his streaming room, reorganizing the layout of his desk and everything. Or so you thought. Arms wrap around you, resting on your hips. A chin lands on your shoulder.

"Hehehe, hi love" Charlie says, holding you from behind.

"Hi charlie" You respond with a smile, stirring the sauce for that night's dinner

He hugs you tighter, snuggling closer. His hips press against your ass, and you can feel his boner rising. After a moment he speaks up.

"Can dinner wait a second love?" He asks softly, pressing into you more

"Just a second or a couple of minutes?" You ask, turning the heat on the stove down

"minutes." He says, his hands starting to rub up and down your sides

You turn the stove off completely and move the food off of the hot part of the stove.

"thank you" he says, kissing the space between your shoulder and neck

He slowly shifts you two over to the counter. He keeps kissing your neck and moving his hands on your body. One of his hands rests on your ass. His fingers curl under your waist band and slowly tug down your lower layers.

"This okay?" He asks softly, kissing the back of your neck

"yes, Charlie" you laugh softly "I wouldn't be let it get this far if I wasn't"

"Okay, okay" he laughs

He undoes his belt and pushes down his sweatpants and boxers. He holds your hips in one hand and lines his cock up with your core in the other. He pushes in slowly, moving his hand back up to your hips.

"Ah..." You softly moan, feeling him inside you

He softly whimpers against you as he softly pushes you down. Your chest presses against the counter. He pushes in all the way before pulling out half way. It continues in a soft, slow pace. In, out, in, and out.

"Fuck..." Charlie says quietly

His hands slide down from your hips to the side of your ass

"I love you" He breaths out, leaning his head back in pleasure as his eyes close

"I love you" you say back, a soft smile playing on your lips

Charlie's hips softly hit against you in an almost hypnotic rhythm. The hot ball that's been forming in your stomach grows more, causing your cunt to tighten around him.

"Mmh" Charlie whines as he feels his high approach fast

He picks up the pace slightly, his hips hitting against you harder as his cock hits your G-spot.

"Ah, uh, uh..." you moan on beat with his hips

Slowly, both of you reach your climaxes. Your come flows out of you as his flows in you. They mix in a lovely pool of love and pleasure.

"Aughnnnn~" Charlie whines as his thrusts become a slow and heavy pace

Your moans fill the house as both of you make it through your highs. At the end of it, charlie grabs a clean kitchen towel and holds it under where your bodies are connected. He pulls out, letting your mixed come fall onto the towel.

Once it's done pouring from your sopping cunt, he wipes off his cock and throws the towel in the wash. He pulls his boxers and sweatpants up before he grabs another towel and wipes you off gently.

"Here you go love" He says

"Thank you" You respond softly, pulling your lower layers up once he finishes wiping you off

He throws that towel in the wash as well then walks over to hug you. His arms wrap around your waist, this time from the front.

"I love you, my beautiful lover" He says as he rests his head on your shoulder "all my friends were asking about you on stream tonight. They said you were so nice when they met you and they asked how I met you."

"Oh?" You respond with a slight giggle, hugging him back

"Mhm. I said that one day I was looking for an editor, and then I saw your profile, thought 'wow they're the hottest person I've ever seen', and bingo bango I ended up with them." He grins, snuggling closer

"heh, I love you." You giggle

"I love you too, M'theydy." He says as he plants a soft kiss on your lips

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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I have a better idea

trying to help sorrybur get his morph suit on cause he can't zip up the back

- 🎙 anon

“A Little Help, Love?”

Sorrybur x Female Reader

Warnings: Some suggestive jokes

As much as I love writing smut… yea, this is hilarious and 100% happened on set. My personal headcannon is he wore the jeans NOT FOR WHAT WE’RE ALL THINKING, but because the morph suit was too short on his legs and he wanted to cover it up, by the way 😂 I know, I know, the smut writer not thinking about dick for once!

Fic below cut!

“Sweetheart?”

Wilbur’s voice distracts me from my book, and I glance up to see him wearing about half of his costume for today’s Sorry Boys shoot. It’s a lurid yellow morph suit, probably the worst color I’ve ever seen on him, and ridiculously tight.

I manage to swallow down the burst of laughter threatening to spill from my mouth. “What’s up?”

“I’m, uh, stuck,” he admits, trying to tug the fabric up a few more inches. “A little help, love?”

I allow myself a small giggle, setting down my book and hopping up from where I’m sat. “What’s with the… yellow?”

“Tommy’s idea,” Wilbur sighs, wincing as I tug the suit over his shoulders. “He clearly didn’t think about my height. I had to cut the feet off the suit to make it cover my legs, and now I’ve practically got my entire calf out.”

Glancing down, I see the frayed edges of the suit, confirming his haphazard job with some scissors. “Are you going to wear your jeans over it, then?”

“I’ll have to,” he agrees with a grimace. “You’re going to have to zip it up, too. Don’t get my back hair stuck in the zipper.”

Once the suit is fully on, I can’t hold back my laughter. “Oh. My. God. I’m surprised you don’t want to kill Tommy for this one.”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby. I do.” Wilbur mutters, allowing me my moment of sheer hysterics as he pulls on his jeans. “Throw me my socks? I am not going barefoot on YouTube.”

Tommy and Charlie stick their heads in the door of the dressing room, both with their outfits on.

“Wow, someone’s looking bright,” Charlie laughs, taking in the full effect of morph suit, jeans, and socks. “Damn, didn’t want the audience to have a glance at the effect of a morph suit around one’s bulge?”

By this point, I’m practically on the floor.

“Well, can’t say it’s doing either of you any favors, either,” Wilbur lightly comments. “My girlfriend happens to like me in the morph suit.”

“Do I?” I manage through tears of mirth, making him pretend to kick me. “I’m kidding, Will. I like you no matter what stupid outfit Tommy makes you wear.”

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nikaizkool · 10 months

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Hiya can you maybe do some Charlie slimecicle fluff?

It could be like him confessing he likes you while yall are on a walk in the forest and it's all dorky but cute, you definitely kiss him to stop his rambling and he then gives you a lot of kisses back.

You and Charlie decided to go on a trail together, it was dumb and much needed since you guys were both very busy lately and stuck at your houses. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“Yeah”

He’d be looking around nervously like fiddling with his fingers, as you see the end of the trail. You two continue walking through the leaves and make it to the view it was leading to. “It’s amazing here, look at that tree it’s so cool holy shit man I’ve never been anywhere this beautiful!”

“It’s a tree Charles.”

“I know but- Y/n I think your as beautiful as these trees, actually even more, and I really like you. But it's not just your looks and talents that have me head over heels for you. It's your kindness and compassion that make you stand out from the crowd. You always put others first, and your caring nature is something truly special. I feel so lucky to know someone as wonderful as you. So, here goes nothing—I've been wanting to ask you this for a while now. Y/N, would you do me the honor of going out with me? I promise you I’ll love you forever. I can't imagine a better person to love. So, what do you-“ you cut him off by connecting your lips together, you hold his hand intertwining your fingers squeezing his hand lightly.

“Yes Charlie I’ll be your girlfriend.”

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