#charlie swan x yn

[velvetcloxds]

Sitting on charlie swan's lap trying to get his attention/distracting him or just talking about yor day.

PATIENCE | C.S.

word count: 0.6k

warnings: age gap, talk about getting married, quickly proofread, hoping tumblr doesn't screw up my ending again

"I want to marry you," you hummed from Charlie's lap, fingers digging through his beard as you cupped his face lightly in your hands. If the man hadn't been caught by surprise by you settling right on his lap without a single word, that little statement certainly did it. He lost all interest in the game he'd been watching, abandoning his beer on the table next to him, hand instead moving to your back to support you.

"You do now?" his tone was curious giving away just how intrigued you had him with such a simple sentence, bringing it up just as easily as you'd remind him to stop for milk before coming home from the station.

"I do," you nodded and sighed, in thought as if you were picturing it, tuning out the details, and then you smiled, holding onto him a little tighter and he didn't mind, simply adoring the sight of you dreaming wide awake. "Nothing fancy, just us two and Bella, maybe Edward, definitely Billy and Jacob," you were moving, shifting so you were almost straddling him, truly the only comfortable one but he was willing to wait it out. "We can go down to city hall and I can wear a pretty white dress with big poofy sleeves and we can go to the diner afterward to have pie instead of cake, we could have our first dance as husband and wife right in this living room."

"You don't think you deserve more than that?" his hand was brushing up and down your back, soothing you, telling you that you had all of his attention, telling you to keep going.

"More than you?" you shook your head, unimpressed by the foolishness of the question, how could he think a future with him wasn't more than you'd ever deserved to begin with, let alone that you'd need more. "Got any ideas for our song?" you quipped and he shrugged, fighting a smile when you moved your hands to his head, threading through his hair as you gave your own question some thought.

"Something from the sixties," he beat you to it and the smile that dipped into your lips proved that he was on the right track. "Though I don't think it matters, I'll step on your toes no matter what," you giggled, he was very right but you didn't think you'd mind if he did.

"We'd be barefoot," you informed him, happy to edit your little dream to make it perfect. "So it wouldn't hurt as much," you added and he smiled, he didn't dare hide it, happy to see you happy, knowing that after the week you'd had, seeing you like this meant the stress was fading.

"Sweetheart," he almost purred and the softness of his voice made you shiver, leaning into him, elbows on his shoulders as you nodded to make him continue. "Is this a proposal?" he pressed and you bit your lip, considering it, and that was where your perfect plan reached a plot hole, you never decided on that part.

"Maybe," you shrugged and then shook your head. "No, it's not," you decided and you weren't all that happy to hear a car pull up in the driveway, Bella coming home from a night out with Edward. "Don't think we're ready yet, but I know we'll be ready one day," you explained and it was ridiculous, the way you wanted to melt into his arms even more, feeling silly for how sure you sounded of yourself but it made him fall in love with you even more, as simple as it was, as silly as it was, as clear as you could see your little wedding day, the future he saw with you was just as clear, now more than ever.

"And what if I'm ready now?" you bit your lip, wishing there was a way to make time stop for just a few more minutes so you could appreciate this moment with him as you tried to figure out what exactly you'd done to get so very lucky.

"Then you'll just have to be patient, Chief Swan," the kiss you gave him wasn't at all long enough for his liking and he wasn't at all impressed when the front door swung open and robbed him of you, your hand lingering in his hair for barely a second before you were skipping to the kitchen. "Hi, Bells," you sang as the teenager came into the house, met by the sight of you holding a plate full of brownies you'd baked earlier, something sweet that you needed after a long week and you were sure she needed them too. "You hungry?" you were already pulling out a little plate from the cupboard so there wasn't really a choice in the matter as she nodded.

Bella squeezed her father's shoulder as she passed him on her way to you, earning a mumbled greeting as he tried to focus on the game he was so entirely captivated by just a few minutes before but it was harder than he thought it would be. You jumped onto the counter listening to every word of Bella explaining her date in a whisper while nibbling at the chocolate treat but you were more than ready to lock eyes with Charlie as he turned around to meet your gaze.

"Marry me," he mouthed with a lovesick look, one you'd only gotten the chance to see on very rare occasions and you had to bite back a giggle as you shook your head with a slight shrug and a daring smile.

"Soon," you mouthed in reply and when he turned back to the television with a soft sigh his attention was further from football than ever before because if this was what his future would look like then he wasn't sure just how patient he could be.

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IN BETWEEN. charlie bushnell x reader – 05

05 | LOGICAL previous | next | masterfile

SYNPOSIS. when a girl's co-star is good to her and now she wants it more than everything in between. (smau)

A/N. not feeling too well but... here's the episode

HOST "What's up, everyone! Welcome back to the Fangirlpedia Podcast, where we fangirls get to live out our dreams and fill out a Wikipedia for all the fangirls out there!"

HOST "I've been a fan of PJO since i was a kid, I was 15 when the first books came out and now, my daughter, who's 12 gets to watch the TV show. So it really is a dream come true and such a pleasure to be here today with the cast of Disney+'s Percy Jackson and the Olympians!"

HOST "With that, I think it's the proper time to introduce our dear guests for today."

WALKER "I'm Walker Scobell, I play Percy Jackson."

LEAH "I'm Leah Sava Jeffries and I play Annabeth Chase."

CHARLIE "I'm Charlie Bushnell and I'm the actor for Luke Castellan."

YN "And I'm YN LN and I'm the actress for Rina Velasco."

HOST "What song would you associate with your character?"

YN "For me, I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski"

YN "Rina is a very calculated character, she's not like Annabeth in the sense that it's just logic and facts. I think she's calculated in the fact that she's a very thoughtful person, and so I think it's interesting that her fatal flaw would be her faith and her trust— which, from face value completely contrasts her as a character. Like why does this person who thinks everything through have such childlike trust? Well, she is a child."

YN "The reason I chose this really lies in Luke, her first love, and the fact that her oblivious trust is most blatant in her relationship with him. Luke is the losing dog that all her logic tells her is losing but she still bets on him every time. He proves to her time and time again that he's put himself on this path and yet she foolishly believes every time that he can come back. I think in a way, she's aware of the fact that it's a foolish endeavor and yet pursues it anyway because she still believes there's some goodness in Luke despite him proving to her otherwise."

HOST "If YN's song for Rina is I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski, what would your song be, Charlie?"

CHARLIE "I think I've mentioned somewhere else that the song I used to really like use as my go-to was Swan Lake, Op. 20, Act 2? Yeah I think that's the right title. It really got me in the mood. But there's a different song that I think represents Luke."

HOST "Oh and what would that song be?"

CHARLIE "Probably.... Silver Springs yeah Silver Springs - Fleetwood Mac. It's a popular song with editors. But like, I see Luke in it because it's kind of like... that's his relationship with all the people he loves. 'Time casts it spell on you, but you won't forget me. I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me.' Those lyrics for me are really what Luke's relationship with people are like, especially post-betrayal. I think the people he love stays on his mind constantly."

CHARLIE "There's this one line 'You'll never get away from the sound of a woman that loves you'. And I think every woman in his life is the same, Annabeth, his mom, Tahlia, and Rina especially. They all love him in their own way and the fact that like you know, they love him will haunt him with every decision he makes."

HOST "Even before filming, what were the vibes from everyone?"

CHARLIE "A lot of people assume that the hardest thing is filming- which is hard but like the stuff that happens before like table reads and chemistry tests were so nerve-wracking too."

YN "You'll hear from Leah and Walker that the chemistry read was so happy and fun— Leah just got to flirt with Walker for like an hour. Good for the younger kids, meanwhile me and Charlie were out here sobbing and fighting."

WALKER "Huh? What?!"

LEAH "You never told us this."

CHARLIE "Really? We didn't"

YN "Well, for Charlie and I's chemistry read, yeah it started off with playful banter then not even two scenes later, I was arguing with Luke in a forest about him stealing the master bolt."

CHARLIE "I mean I was like begging her to stay and everything— Did I get on my knees? I remember getting on my knees."

YN "Oh my gosh yeah... he got on his knees while begging to Rina it was crazy. The chemistry they wanted from us was ... definitely passionate. It was a very specific type of chemistry."

CHARLIE "Didn't they have us— Oh spoilers if you haven't seen the last book, anyways Luke dies and they were like 'So I want you to pretend like you're dying and now you see him and you're mourning his death'"

YN "Yeah and it was like 'I'm not sure if I'll make it to Elesium...' 'I don't think anyone else would be more worthy.' and then bro just straight up died!"

WALKER "WHAT TYPE OF CHEMISTRY READ IS THIS???"

CHARLIE "Deadly chemistry. I think one of us started crying."

YN "We were giving... Shakespeare."

HOST "What were your guys' reaction after getting the role? I think most have heard about the rest of you guys but YN's casting has been a matter of secret for a little bit."

YN "Oh my god I was elated, I was finally employed!"

CHARLIE "Biggest TV show of the year and your reaction is 'I'm employed'?"

YN "Hey don't judge! I love PJO and I love the series so so so much but honestly, after doing Miss Saigon's revival and then going into first year of college in NYU I was kind of panicking because 1) I wanted to do something and 2) I had no idea what to do. Like I knew I wanted to act but I wanted to try something different and honestly, I haven't gotten any good callbacks in a long time. So I mean when I sent it in, I didn't think anything would happen but it did and I was like 'Oh my god, I'm employed, I can earn money'."

CHARLIE "A bit weird but wouldn't have it any other way."

YN "You know, Charlie, next time you can just say something nice."

CHARLIE "Then our rela- friendship wouldn't be as fun."

CHARLIE "YN at first was pretty secretive about her background so every thing she revealed herself was like a new lore drop."

YN "Lore drop???"

WALKER "Every few days on set, we'd be talking and one day you'd just drop 'Oh when I was in highschool, I was in the national debate championships and in the finals–' and you talked like it was so normal but then all of us just found out you did competitive debate."

YN "It wasn't that big of a deal–"

LEAH "You told us you won the championships?"

YN "I won best speaker but I technically-"

CHARLIE "Don't even bother."

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[velvetcloxds]

looking for somebody- send me a gif of a character and I'll write a little baby blurb for it

LIPGLOSS | C.S.

word count: 0.9k

warnings: age gap, as always, reader who wears makeup?

summary: you always forget your stuff in charlie's car, but he doesn't mind all that much since it's a good excuse to get some extra kisses before you go

You made it halfway to the door when you realized your lips were uncharacteristically dry, the pause in your steps making Charlie frown from across the parking lot where he was watching and waiting for you to go inside. He wasn't all that fond of his current spot in the first place, he was too far from the door and he didn't like it at all, having to shift around slightly from where he leaned back against the car to see you and he raised a brow when you turned around and started marching right back towards him.

"What's wrong?" he was straight to the point when you were close enough to hear him, adjusting the tote back on your shoulder, regretting that extra book you forced in there now that your quick walk into work would be repeated more than once, Charlie noticed, not even thinking before taking it from you, looking into it with hidden judgment as he saw how much you had in there.

"Nothing's wrong," you smiled, scrunching your nose at his raised brow, gently forcing him to scoot up and away from the door so that you could open it, missing the little loving look of exasperation as he looked around the parking lot and then stole a glance at his watch, he didn't want you to be late. "Forgot my lipgloss," you explained from inside the car, knee digging into his seat as he tried and failed not to steal a glance at the sight in front of him, you looking into the little mirror to apply the sticky goo.

He was always intrigued by that little gesture, amused by the focused look on your face, the little pout to make the job easier, or even the little head movements to move closer and further from the mirror- it was the cutest thing in the world, he'd decided, though that changed daily with you.

"Take it with you," Charlie suggested, hand coming up to cover the frame of the door where you'd move your head through to make sure you didn't bump in. "I'm sure you can find room in here somewhere," you breathed a scoff at that, taking your bag from his hand and throwing the lipgloss right back into the little cup holder by the gearshift.

"I'll lose it if I take it with me," you explained to him and his hand found your waist before he could think about it, lips tilting just slightly, it was considered a smile by his standards. "At least here I'll know it's safe, got a whole policeman to protect it," he hummed, it was a lovely sound, one of your favourites, it forced you to steal a quick kiss from him, thumb instantly coming up to wipe away your gloss from his lips.

"I'm going to bring you lunch," you wanted to object, reminding him that you did in fact pack something to eat later, but then again, you knew it didn't count as lunch for him. "I'll stop by the diner, get you some pie, know you've been craving some," it was a sickeningly sweet offer, you'd mentioned you craving something sweet last night, he was getting ready for bed and you were sure he wasn't listening but then again, Charlie always pays attention when it's you.

"Will you get yourself a piece too? Stay here and eat with me?" he was considering it, didn't know if he'd have time with everything going on in town as of late, but he knew he couldn't say no to you, you knew too.

"I will," he was the one to steal a kiss, right on your forehead, gently guiding you away from the car, telling you it was time to go, and even if you didn't want to, you knew you should. "Have a good day, sweetheart."

"You too, bear, I'll see you later," you were walking backward, he absolutely hated it, instinctively moving forward with every step you took back, wanting to be able to catch you just in case. "Don't lose my lipgloss."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

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[velvetcloxds]

MUNDANE MORNINGS | C.S.

pairing: charlie swan x fem!reader

word count: 0.8k

warnings: the cheese is fresh, besties

summary: just some early morning domesticity before charlie goes to work

“I packed you something for lunch,” you noted before taking a large sip from your coffee, placing the cup down just loud enough for the sound to hum about the quiet little room, melting away amongst the soft singing of the birds outside as you went back to buttering your muffin.

“You didn’t need to do that,” Charlie breathed from behind his newspaper, peaking around the corner when he heard you scoff at him, a teasing sound, one that declared to him that you knew him too well for his own good.

“I also didn’t need to make you breakfast,” you informed him, taking a slow bite from the piece of cheese you’d cut for your muffin before smiling teasingly at the man across from you, who was now very much interested in what you’d say next. “But heaven knows what you’d eat if I didn’t,” you shrugged and he scoffed in reply, knowing you were right, of course, but he’d not dare admit that out loud.

“I’ll have you know that I ate perfectly fine before you came along,” he argued, taking a bite of his toast and crunching away, watching your soft eyes take in the little action, hoping he was enjoying the new jam you’d brought for him at the farmer’s market over the weekend, knowing he did.

“Good?” you prompted, and he nodded too eagerly to stay on point, smiling in defeat when you giggled lightly. “I put some on your muffin for lunch too.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he concurred and he could hardly believe how natural the whole exchange felt, seeing you in his dress shirt, sitting cross-legged on his dining room chair getting all excited over making him lunch and buying him special things you knew he loved but wouldn’t fuss to get- it was as if you were perfectly in place, his place, his home- he couldn’t even remember what mornings were like without you and he was ever grateful that he might not have to experience them again in the near future.

“You’re welcome, bear,” you shrugged again, allowing yourself to get lost in thought as you sipped at the last bit of your coffee, not knowing that Charlie was appreciating the little moments you spent together in the mornings just as much as you were.

“Can I help clean up before I go?” he asked, forcing you to pay attention with an almost shy smile, folding his newspaper into a crooked square and standing up to get his jacket when you shook your head. “How about we cook together tonight?”

“You’ll be home early?”

“I’m going to try my hardest,” he immediately picked up on the excitement you were trying your very hardest to hide, jumping up from the table to bring his lunch over to him, not even thinking before helping him with the collar of his jacket. “You going to stay here for the day?”

“Would that be okay?”

“More than okay,” he shrugged and before he knew it you were busy again, fingers moving quickly to fix his tie, and then his badge and you were just about to slip a hand into his hair when he caught you. “If you’re done fussing, can you give your old man a kiss?”

“I’m not fussing,” you argued, rolling your eyes as you pecked his lips, trying to pull away but not standing a chance as his grip on your waist held you in place, a few more kisses being stolen before he breathed out lowly.

“You’re fussing,” he confirmed with a little wink before letting you go, taking the brown bag from your fingers before walking to the door, turning back to get a glimpse of the dazed little stare he was sure to see. “See you tonight.”

“See you tonight,” you mimicked, and Charlie lingered, hand on the door but making no move to try and leave, in a daze of his own as he daringly looked you over once again, having to convince himself to leave when a sight so perfect was right there waiting for him. “Go,” you giggled, kissing his bicep in the process of gently shoving him out the door, watching from the doorway as he walked slowly to his car, mumbling to himself.

You stood there in a dreamlike state, swaying from your heels to your toes, holding your breath as he drove away and with one last wave you released a content sigh.

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Can I please request a blurb of Charlie Swan falling in love with either a vampire or wolf reader, please? Thank you so much!!

INSOMNIA | C.S.

word count: 0.7k

warnings: age gap, vampire can't sleep while her boyfriend sleeps things

Edward was wrong when he said oh so convincingly that watching the person you love sleep was enough to keep your mind busy while you couldn't, and as much as you loved Charlie, loved the way his lip twitched a little while he was dreaming or his grip tightened on you every time he moved- you simply couldn't just lay there with your thoughts waiting for the sun to grace you with its presence. So on nights when Charlie got home early and got to bed early, you were wandering the house looking for things to do. You'd read a while, some book Bella left out from school, then you'd watch some show on mute lucky that it had subtitles, and when that wasn't enough you'd take to cleaning and organizing.

After a particularly good batch of dishes, all cleaned from dust since they hadn't been used in ages, you heard the stairs creak, a soft sigh meeting the sound as you turned around to see Charlie scratching his head with dazed eyes and a yawn.

"Bear," you sighed, folding the washcloth and putting it on the edge of the sink, smiling at the sight of your sleepy boy walking to you, clearly not completely awake yet and still seeking you out. "Why are you up?" you cooed not surprised when his hands found a home on your waist, a tired kiss placed on your cheek as he took on the spotless kitchen.

"That's my line," he breathed and even in his sleepy state he managed to perfectly reprimand you for being up and not waking him up too, he didn't like you being lonely while he was peacefully away in dreamland. "Can't sleep again?" you wanted to kiss him, he sounded so pure, so unaware, so you shook your head, biting your lip with a soft sigh. "My little bat," he smiled, it was your favorite part of sleepy Charlie, he wasn't as good with hiding his softness.

"Personally, I think the bed is too comfortable," you lied, practically humming as his fingers dipped under your shirt, fingers exploring your skin and you were sure you'd shiver if you could. "What are those fingers doing?" you teased, already knowing, already thinking of a little white lie to make it make sense.

"You're freezing, again," he noted and you shrugged, brushing your hands up and down his arms, soothing him, hoping it would convince his body to want to go back to bed without you. "Is that why you're up, you cold?"

"No," you answered too quickly, shrugging when he raised a brow at you. "I'll come back to bed in a second, promise."

"Yeah? You just going to wash my car real quick?"

"Well, it could certainly use it," you felt the little tug first, then his hold tightened and before you knew it you were in his arms, your knees tucked over one arm and back supported by the other as you giggled, snaking your hands around his neck to help him support you. "Charlie."

"Yeah," he hummed his response, smooth despite his fatigue as he carried you up the stairs, just barely missing the wall with your head as you leaned into him even more. "We can stay awake together," he offered and you knew it wasn't up for discussion when he placed you down on the bed, reaching over to the floor for one of his sweatshirts, pulling it over your head, kissing the tip of your nose when you furrowed your brows at him.

"You're cold," he argued and that was exactly why he waited for you to crawl into your place on the bed, another kiss but this time to your forehead as he tucked you in, not even surprised when you scoffed at him. "You're not tired," he continued and as much as you dreaded laying still for the next few hours with nothing to do, you were less objective when he slipped into bed next to you and pulled you right on top of him, making sure to bring the blankets he'd so tightly tucked around you with. "I figure this might be a good solution to both."

"Well, if you put it like that," you settled on his chest, feeling slightly guilty when your cold skin pressed against his, knowing that it was probably not as romantic as the moment should be, but he was already moving his hands all over your body, trying pointlessly to fix that problem for you. "I might just fall asleep if you keep that up," you were lying again, something you'd rethink as soon as he was asleep but it made him smile like he'd achieved something. "But I also think this would be a good way to pass time," you'd met your words with a slow, longing kiss that had him humming into your mouth, smiling to yourself as you moved your kisses down to his neck, biting lightly and earning a low chuckle from him.

"My little vampire," he countered and you giggled, hoping that he'd remain completely unaware of how right he was. "Careful," he reprimanded and was gentle when he forced your head up to meet his gaze. "Don't think we'll get much sleeping done after that," his words were full of spice but his eyes held nothing but love, soft, enduring love as he cupped your cheek, warm fingers feeling like heaven against your frozen face.

"Shame," you tutted and couldn't stop yourself from stealing another kiss from the man, sighing contently as you felt your body melt into his, something which after all your years living as you did, you'd never had the chance to experience so often, so easily. "I love you, bear."

"Yeah?" he tilted his head, took you in, and captured your little content smile into memory and it was almost laughable how hard he had to stop himself from kissing you again, pulling you against him, guiding your head into the crook of his neck right where you'd left your little love bite. "I love you too."

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