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soo,, you're not-compared-to-others-good at song fics (i'm reading them with a great pleasure that you can imagine!! ty for your hard work 🐝⭐) butt what if you find time to write maybe some kind of your associations with boys based on 80s-90s movies?? i think they're all a type of retro bfs ❤️‍🩹 shout out to leehan and patrick swayze parallels istg.......

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as old movie bfs

ot6 bnd x reader [fluff]

a/n - anonie your mind😍😍 i LIVE off old movies this is one of the best asks i’ve ever received

sungho ~ william thacker from notting hill

thinking specifically about the scene where he crawls across the bed to look at her boobs under the duvet. constantly wearing his glasses as you sit and watch films. stuttering as he tries to be polite as possible offering any food or drink he has available, always such a gentleman. sitting out on the terrace in a terribly boyfriend fit of button-ups and barefeet. protecting you in situations even when he comes across as a total fool. actually does many foolish things, but it’s okay, because you think he’s lovely <3

riwoo ~ cameron james from 10 things i hate about you

smitten from the moment he lays eyes on you. will learn new skills specifically to try and get closer to you. unrelentless in his pining, but always polite and respectful. drives you home. waits until you want to kiss him. may be one of many waiting in line, the more extroverted, brash men trying their hardest to get to you. but he knows he’ll get you in the end.

jaehyun ~ duckie from pretty in pink

for this i’m going back to the original ending of duckie ending up with andie. your best friend. loud, bright, funny, eccentric, and absolutely head over his heels in love with you. even as a friend, is loud and proud about how much he loves you and how beautiful he thinks you are. diligently plays his role as a friend, because he knows you’ll see him for what he is in the end. watches you love and be tortured by other men, helps you when you fall. dedicates everything to you. is so serious about being your future, he’d buy you a house ^-^

taesan ~ kevin dolenz from st. elmo’s fire

tortured poet who would rather go months and months without any romantic or sexual interaction than not have you. watches you with your boyfriend (his best friend) in a haze of jealousy while trying to bury it down deep. he knows he’s cheating on you, he knows you deserve better, but he doesn’t want to break your heart. doesn’t mean to hurt his best friend by swooping in after it falls apart, he’s just loved you for so long he can’t wait another moment for you. starts writing again after you finally know his feelings for you, he’s found happiness again.

leehan ~ ferris bueller from ferris bueller’s day off

okay this is such a strange decision to make im sure because anonie i also agree about patrick swayze, but think about it. charismatic extrovert, not overly loud but just brimming with confidence in everything he does. just wants to have fun and spend time with his loved ones while enjoying his youth, but at the same time, he knows he loves you so much he’s already ready to marry you. he’s not joking either, no matter how much he jokes about other things, this, he’s quite serious about. will organise the craziest things and go to the strangest lengths just to see you smile.

woonhak ~ knox overstreet from dead poet’s society

obsessed. this is his yawp. this is his reason for poetry and art. he doesn’t think he can go on unless he gets you, or at least lets you know how he feels. he knows you have a scary older boyfriend, but maybe you’d see how much of a tool he is once you knew him! you inspire him and he was right in the end, once you knew him, you did need him too.

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octaviasdread · 2 months ago

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‘you don’t have to be’ not knox trying to return the favour and be an emotional shoulder for charlie to lean on

he’s so loved and so scared to love after neil. i’m gonna cry

just picturing the boys bursting in and showing charlie he’s not a burden 🥺❤️‍🩹

Getaway Camp : Thirteen

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x FemReader

Warnings: language, angst, minor depression, hurt/no comfort, mentions of past trauma, coping mechanisms

Summary: Charlie spends his day feeling lost, unsure how to cope with the new information he has been given. While Valerie struggles to come to terms with her own feelings as well.

word count: 3.1k

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Twelve ←→ Fourteen

July 21st 1961

For the first time since Charlie had been at camp, he finally experienced his first bad week. The air at staff camp was tense, almost like everyone knew something was wrong. He had seen Valerie in passing but he still wasn’t ready to talk to her. She tried but Charlie hadn’t been able to bring himself to look at her without picturing her with Levi. It surprised him how hurt he was by all of this, especially since he once thought loving one girl would never be for him.

Now he had the day off of camp and no one to spend it with. Even Andy who was off with Alice and the rest of Valerie’s friends. That’s when it hit him that he had surrounded his time here around Valerie. Without her, he was still just the random guy who showed up one summer. So now on the gorgeous day, he sat alone in his bed, wondering when he became someone who relied so heavily on others. Especially after all he had been through. It just didn’t make sense.

When the coast is clear he finds himself sneaking out, avoiding anyone who did dare to talk to him. In this moment he wanted Neil more than anyone. To confide in him, hug him when he admits his defeat. His best friend, the one guy who would never judge him no matter how stupid he could be. Neil would love him anyway, probably offer advice Charlie didn’t want to hear but took anyway. It was this thought that made him miss his best friend so deeply, realizing all over again he will never get that back. For the rest of his life he’ll never get to share it with Neil. Never even get to tell him about the first girl he fell in love with me how she broke his heart.

Ducking into the boat house, Charlie finds himself drifting out in one of the single rower boats. He needed the distraction, the strain on his muscles, and the repetitive action to ground him in place. It was the only way his thoughts would still and he was guaranteed to be completely alone. It was another warm day, one he should’ve spent with Valerie, and instead she was probably with Levi. This angry thought fueled him to row harder and faster with no destination in mind.

“Charlie!” turning his head he spots the girl of his thoughts at the end of the dock, Levi and Mia stood behind her. Charlie clenches his jaw, turning away as he continues to row, desperately trying to ignore the splash that followed the call of his name.

“Charlie, stop!” the familiar voice calls again, and he wants to keep going, but the girl didn’t even remove her shirt when jumping in. She’s clearly fighting the water and no matter how strong a swimmer she was, he couldn’t live with himself if she drowned out here chasing after him.

“I’m not looking to talk Valerie” he tells her stiffly, doing his best not to look at her as she paddles to the side of the boat. She sighs heavily, fingers curling over the edge.

“Please, you have to let me explain” but Charlie doesn’t get a chance to respond because she’s trying to lift herself in the boat, the single person floatation device wobbling under her weight.

“Woah Val, we’re gonna tip” he tells her, hands reaching out to stop her, but she doesn’t. She fights it, the boat tipping further and further to the edge of the water. When Charlie leans too far to steady her movements his weight gives the final push and the boat sucks in the surface water and throws him in her direction.

“Damnit Valerie!” he says, splashing above the water, now soaked in his own clothes. She gives him a sheepish look, feeling awful for dumping him in the water, but at least he was finally looking at her.

“Sorry, I just didn’t know how else to get your attention” she pants, pushing her hair back off her face, and Charlie tries to not eye the see through fabric of her white t-shirt.

“Well you got it” he scoffs, swimming to the boat and trying to determine how to flip it back over. Valerie follows, still needing to talk.

“You have to let me explain Charlie, it’s not what you think” she says and Charlie finally stops his movements, turning to look at her with an anger that isn’t entirely directed at her.

“Isn’t it though? Even if you haven’t been with him while you were with me, I feel used. You told me you’ve never cared for anyone before. I feel like a pawn in a game I never asked to be apart of. Especially because I had real feelings for you” he seethes and Valerie tries to soak in his words, blinking and a bit surprised as the boy dips under water and into the air pocket under the boat. An escape while she tries to comprehend his words.

“Had?” she asks no one in particular, stuck on the past tense part of his sentence. When it finally catches up with her she ducks under the boat herself, ignoring the roll of his eyes when he spots her. Now angry with him.

“You think I don’t have real feelings for you to? It’s fucking terrifying Charlie, I’ve never felt like this before. I have no idea what to do especially when you won’t even talk to me” she says, grabbing his arm and using the water to drift him towards her. Her voice sounds weird in the muffled air around them but she doesn’t care. She keeps her grip on him tight and eyes pointed in his direction.

“And what about me?” he whispers, face close to her own and something flashes across Valerie’s eyes. Like she never even considered why he was as upset as he was. “I promised myself I’d never get close enough to someone to be hurt again and look where that got me”

“I’m right here Charlie, I’m trying” she begs, voice wavering as she tries to understand the boy who was still a mystery. She had learned so much and yet nothing at all about him. She wishes she would’ve tried harder.

“Just leave me alone Valerie. Let me comprehend it first” he counters with her and Valerie drops her head, loosening her grip against him. What she doesn’t expect is Charlie’s fingers lifting her chin and bringing her eye line back to his own. A look she doesn’t recognize on his face.

Shaking his head at her, he goes against his better judgment and pulls her into a kiss. He’s not quite sure if it’s goodbye or a see you later, but he does his best to get her out of his system for now. Kissing her like his life depends on it and trying to ignore how good she tastes. Yet every kiss with Valerie leaves him wanting more. His hand is curled around the back of her neck and in her damp hair, she wishes he would stay there forever. Yet once she’s surely dizzy from his kiss, he lets go. Without any words they share one last look before shoving the boat above their heads and back up right.

“Will you make it back to the dock okay?” Charlie asks, eyes not meeting her own once again and Valerie sighs, treading slowly in the water.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine” she mutters, starting to swim back to where both Levi and Mia have waited for her. Charlie carefully lifts himself into the boat, water now filling the bottom from their little accident. He doesn’t look at any of them as he grabs the paddles and continues to row away. Already trying to forget what had just happened.

When he reaches camp he goes back to his cabin, passing Valerie’s just to see her own wet clothes draped over the railing of her porch. He changes and does the same before leaving all over again, not wanting to risk looking her in the eye again. He finds himself at the main lodge, eyeing the telephone booth that daunts him to call home. Use his Moms weepy hello’s as a distraction from the real thing that’s bothering him. Hear his father scold him or undermine him just with the hope he may finally say something nice. It isn’t worth it, it never was. That’s why he decided to call someone else.

“Overstreet residence” a woman’s voice fills the phone. Charlie is sure it’s Mrs. Overstreet but he doesn’t care to ask, he has only one mission in mind.

“Is Knox in?” he asks, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as desperate and sad as he thinks it does. He doesn’t need anymore pity.

“Let me find him” she says, followed by the clunk of her more than likely setting the phone down on the table. It’s not long until the rustle of it being picked back up fills Charlie’s ears.

“Knox Overstreet” his familiar friend says and Charlie can’t help the first real smile that cracks across his face as he hears this. No matter how sad he is.

“Hey Knoxie” Charlie says, and he wishes he could see his old friend. The way his shoulders probably loosen as he relaxes into the familiarity of it all. The recognition of hearing his voice.

“Charles, what a surprise” he says, his voice giving away the smile his friend wears. It’s crazy how easily he can still picture him.

“I know, I just wanted to reach out” even though it isn’t the truth. Charlie always wants to reach out but he also doesn’t want to be an inconvenience. Letters were more common than calls and even then he felt like a burden. Some pen pal they never asked for after he got kicked out of school.

“I’m so glad, it’s been too long. I wanna hear about all those Charlie Dalton adventures” and Charlie chuckles because he would love to tell him. Explain how he taught a rowing class each morning, discovered five different ways to get drunk at a party, learned games like beer pong, dirty danced, got a blow job next to a waterfall, and didn’t embarrass himself too bad water skiing. Yet none of it matters, now that it all blew up in his face.

“Not much of an adventure as you would think. A lot more working involved” Charlie tells him and Knox chuckles on the other end of the call. Unable to picture his old friend working.

“You’re Charlie, the most daring guy I know. You’ve probably climbed mountains and singlehandedly put out forest fires” and for a moment Charlie’s heart grows, the love for his friend expanding because of how much he believed in him. No matter how bad Charlie messed up his friends always saw the good.

“I wish that was the case, and instead I fell in love with a girl. Quite the adventurer” Charlie mutters, leaning against the phone booth and looking out to the bustle of people going about their camp day.

“Sounds like one to me. Especially since I figured you to use the opportunity to go through every girl at camp” Knox says and Charlie doesn’t even take offense because he knows it to be true. He was a ladies man, a lot like Nate, but what made him different was his ability to care. After all of this he learned he might actually care a little too much.

“I probably should have, considering I learned Valerie has hooked up with one of her friends. It’s almost funny how I could fall for a girl and get hurt by her doing something the old me would have done” Knox is silent as he takes what Charlie said into account. He realizes this was the reason for his call. A cry for help in a world so big and lonely. Comfort from his friend. Even if Charlie wouldn’t say it.

“Are you sure?” he asks, voice hushed from the way the words come out. Charlie shrugs even though the boy can’t see him, trying to keep his betrayal tears at bay.

“Heard if from the guy himself, in front of half our friend group might I add. She didn’t deny it either. The funny thing is I’m not even sure that’s what I’m sad about. I’m more disappointed in myself that I ever put myself in a position to get left by somebody I loved again” Charlie tells him and Knox’s face falls, wishing he was there for his friend who clearly still struggled. Experiencing loss so young had affected all of them but Charlie was Neil’s best friend. Then he was left to grieve all on his own.

“Charlie I’m so-“ but Charlie doesn’t give him a chance to apologize for something that isn’t his fault. In fact everything had been his fault. He should’ve never let Keating stop him from chasing Neil the day of the play. He should’ve never punched Cameron and get kicked out of school. He should’ve never let Valerie get close. So many times he ignored his gut instinct.

“It’s okay Knox. If I cried over every girl I came in contact with there’d be no more tears. I really didn’t mean to burden you with my problems” he tells him, regretting the call and wishing he had chosen his parents instead. At least the disappointment in their voices would’ve distracted him more.

“It’s okay to feel this way Charlie. I should’ve realized sooner how alone you must’ve felt” Knox says earnestly and Charlie freezes next to the receiver. Knox had seen through him so clearly and as much as he hated it, it made him miss his friends more.

“I’ll be okay Knox, I always have been” he tells him and Knox sighs, wishing there was something more he could do or say.

“You don’t have to be” is the last thing Knox tells him before Charlie hangs up the phone. He looks around, wondering if anyone else here can sense how sad he is. How broken and lost he had been for the last year and a half. Possibly for his entire life. Yet no one even looks his way and Charlie realizes he was maybe not as special as he once thought he was. As much as he tried to fight it he was just another preparatory school boy set off into the world to do what he had been trained his whole life to do.

“Hey man” Andy mutters when Charlie steps back into the cabin now with his dry clothes. Charlie nods his head in his direction, dropping the pile to the ground as he saunters to his bed.

“Hey” is all Charlie gives him as he lays against the sheets and wishes the entire world would swallow him whole. Andy offers a sad smile, feeling partially at fault for how his friend feels. He had been the one to tell him these things and put so many doubts in his head just to find they had been true. He set him up for defeat when in reality he was secretly rooting for him the whole time. It was nice to see Valerie so happy and even better watching his roommate come out of his shell.

“You have a good day?” Andy asks and Charlie thinks over all his pity party moments, the internal embarrassment, and wishing he drowned in that lake earlier.

“No” is all he says before pulling the blanket up and over his head and Andy pouts, turning to stare at the ceiling because he’s sure there is nothing he could say that would make his friend feel better.

“Goodnight” he tells him and the only answer he gets is Charlie shifting in the bed. Turning away and wallowing in self pity or maybe just sadness that had always been burrowed within him. It finally rising to the surface after spending so long suppressing it.

Yet for Valerie she’s experiencing that sadness for the first time, unsure what to with herself, staring at the campfire in front of her like it may provide an answer to all her problems. Levi sits across, watching her and unsure how to comfort his friend during this time and not be a problem. He has never seen her so happy, it wasn’t fair that it was his own actions that took this from her. Especially since he was the one who wanted it the most.

“It’ll be okay” he tells her in the quiet night air, fireflies flashing out in the trees surrounding them. Valerie pulls her blanket tighter, trying to ignore the fact that the two cabins behind her hold two people she had severely hurt.

“And if I don’t believe you?” she asks and Levi sighs, picking at the bark of the log he sits on, not knowing what else to tell her.

“You don’t have to believe me, you just have to trust me. Charlie will come to his senses, and Chrissy-” he’s not sure what to say, because he also didn’t understand the female relationship. Yet they both became pretty aware that what had happened was wrong. Especially when everyone knew how Chrissy had felt.

“Chrissy will never talk to me again” and it upsets her more than she ever thought it would. Perky blonde Chrissy who had annoyed her every summer. The very girl she rolled her eyes at when she saw her cabin assignment this year. Yet here she was, feeling like she lost something she never really understood.

“Things will change, time will pass, one day it’ll just be a story from summer camp” Levi counters but Valerie feels tears rim her eyes, the truth of his sentence hitting her in a way he didn’t intend.

“Then why does it feel like so much more?” she asks, voice wavering with her tears. She wanted it to be more. She needed it to be more. This was supposed to be her summer, the one she got to live without returning to a school where everyone judged her. She was free, excited for the future, and now it felt like everything she was excited for she had lost. The small promised amount of time with Charlie was gone and after camp season was over she was going to be alone in the real world. No Levi, no brothers, no Charlie, and she wasn’t ready to face it just yet.

“It’ll be okay” Levi reassures, knowing he was repeating himself, but wanting her to know it was still just as true. So she nods, letting the words wash over her, and trying not to let the panic seep in.

“I’ll be okay”

A/N: The canoe thing was inspired by Gale’s other film The Finest Hour, I always found the kiss to be so intimate. It also reminded me so much of my childhood and growing up on a lake. We would always flip the canoe and go under to tell each other our secrets. I wanted the same for Charlie and Valerie <3

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