#Charlie Slimecicle x Reader

[squinch-depraved]

wennie's masterlist !!!

bold = 18+ (MDNI)

!please alert me if a link isn't working!

jschlatt:

schlatt waking you up and using you however he wants

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

bratty munch schlatt

sex chocolates

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

cnc gunplay with schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

breeding kink with schlatt

schlatt hires a hot secretary and can't stay away

giggly sex/mating press with schlatt

phone sex with schlatt

schlatt x fwb!reader hcs

schlatt buys you a maid outfit

schlatt but reader's being a brat (camping p1)

breeding kink but this time he makes your belly bulge

shibari japan fic p1

cnc lc!schlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

sexy cool reader takes schlatt's virginity (college au)

schlatt eats pussy for the first time (college au)

jealous schlatt (college au)

schlatt steals your panties

hole inspection w/ schlatt

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

priest schlatt

spooning and jerking off schlatt

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

shower sex + piss with schlatt

feederism/eructophilia with schlatt

mild cnc/intox with schlatt

schlatt x single mom!reader (how you met hcs)

schlatt x single mom!reader p1

schlatt catches you humping a rammie plushie

lc!schlatt halloween party intox

schlatt feeds you leftover halloween candy

schlatt short blurb 1

schlatt nsfw alphabet

ted nivison:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

smoking with ted and he gets really shy

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

ted shower sex

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

ted oral fixation hcs

ted cnc stoned reader free use

ted and cscoop three way

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

taking ted's virginity (college au)

ted eating you out with a mustache

tedschlatt:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

cooper cscoop:

ted and cscoop three way

intox + cnc high and scared reader with cooper

soft smut cooper with chronically ill!reader

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p1

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p2

cooper takes your virginity

cooper taking pictures and videos of you hcs

long distance video call sex with cooper

cuddly sex w/ cooper

cscoop nsfw alphabet

charlie slimecicle:

asking him to take you home from a party leads to more

buying charlie a toy to use while you're gone on a trip

charlie begging to sit under your desk so he can taste you

trying for a baby with charlie

taking charlie's virginity (college au)

making charlie film himself jerking off in a mirror

virgin!college au:

part 1 (taking schlatt's virginity)

part 2 (schlatt eats you out for the first time)

part 3 (taking charlie's virginity)

part 4 (how schlatt finds out about you and charlie)

part 5 (taking ted's virginity)

part 6 (schlatt finds out)

part 7 (foursome...?)

[lowkeyrobin]

hi pookie can I get an mcyt with reader that bakes?? Like they'll just come in on stream and give mcyts a fucking platter of baked goods lol

-🎀 anon

oooo yes omg!! thank you 🎀 anon! <3 got the whole gang in here for this one LOL

MCYT ; "in my baker era"

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, foolish gamers, slimecicle, & cellbit

warnings ; language, mentions of drugs

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

"Hi y/n- oh, thank you, darling!'

literally has the widest smile on his face

shows off the goods to the stream

"do these have any drugs in them? me n charlie are trying to sell drugs, y/n. we need more stock"

you hear charlie screaming through tommys headphones, "we need the grain, y/n! we need THE GRAIN"

bro is munching away on those cookies holy shit

he feeds chat as well dw

RANBOO

"Hey babe! Oh, thank you!"

does a whole 360 of the plate for chat 💀💀💀💀

"Oh my God, these are so fucking good"

"guys, y/ns in their baking era. can you write an album about that? please become Taylor swift for us"

"BAHHAHAHAH"

literally takes a picture as per usual and posts it to Twitter LMAO

he gets some fans to send you recipes you should try for a serious baking stream LMAO

BADLINU

"Hey love- oh, hi!"

all smiles and shit, he swears you have a sixth sense to know when people are hungry

"guys, y/n made me some bisexuality cake!" He giggles, showing off the tri-colored cake on the plate

he was making a video with harry, tubbo & tommy so everyone had their facecams on

it was like a three tier cake you made and cut out a slice for him

the inside was just the bi flag and the outside was plain white with some fun icing piper testing

he tries it and it's SO MOIST AND SOFT IT IS PERFECT.

there's just 5 raw minutes of him telling you how amazing this fucking cake is LMAO

QUACKITY

"Hey, I'm streaming ba- ohmyfuckinggodthankyou!!"

does a 360 of the plate for the camera

"Holy shit these look so fucking good, thank you so much, y/n"

he's literally just streaming on the qsmp with roeir and fit and he like games and eats the damn cookies at the same time LMFAO

"Dude I feel like I'm high, these are so good, what's in this shit?"

"cocaine"

"WHAT!? DID YOU JUST DRUG ME? GUYS, MY PARTNER DRUGGED ME, HELP"

you're just playing into the bit dw

best red velvet cookies he's ever eaten

CELLBIT

"Hey darling, what's up?"

you hand him the little strawberry shortcake and he just looks at you like 😍😍

turns to his stream and shoves the plate up to the camera all happy like "Oh my God look what they made for me!"

he eats the entirety of it on stream and asks you a bunch of questions

like how you made it, where you found the recipe, etc

he shares it with you too 💔🫶

NIHACHU

"Hi honey! Ooo, what's this called?"

"Chocolate mousse. it's a little thick because it's my first time making it but let me know if it's good"

she holds that little glass like it's her child

she tries it with a tiny spoon you gave her and she's like "oh my God this is amazing, y/n/n"

shows it off to the friends she's streaming with too

"send them more recipes guys, I wanna be spoiled with sweets!"

"thank you nikis viewers!! love you all"

FOOLISH GAMERS

when I tell you this man's face LIGHTS UP.

"you made me fudge? oh my God! I love you"

literally spends the next 15 minutes talking to you and gobbling the fudge down

"since when do you make fudge??"

"since I wanted to try" you shrug

"you should totally make some more... when you're not busy and if you want to!"

"Thank you y/n! everyone say thank you!"

SLIMECICLE

"Oh, hi y/n! thank you so much"

does a 360 for stream

"when did you find time to make this? I thought you were at work????"

"special treat" you shrug

you watch him run across the qsmp and go to ems bakery to sit inside and eat it 😭

he keeps you on stream for a while cause chat loves you n stuff 🫶🫶

[doubledizzy1258]

ddlg headcannons w all three… please.. 😞💔

i haven't posted in forever i apologize..! had a busy(and rough) last couple months of 2024 and didnt have much time on my hands.

anyways here u go ☺️

!NSFW!

Headcannons

!warnings!: afab!reader, f!reader, ddlg, size difference, size kink, ageplay, dom!schlatt, dom!ted, softdom!charlie, daddy kink,

𝜗𝜚 - Schlatt

calls you: little one, toots, baby girl, doll.

genuinely just so much bigger than you, height and weight wise.

loves teaching you new things about sex. (positions, kinks, etc..)

barely fits inside you..

"c'mon little one, only a few more inches.."

you call him daddy or

buys you everything you want at the store. (spoils you)

literally just a perv, will sexualize the hell out of everything you do.

𝜗𝜚 - Ted

calls you: little girl, baby.

makes sure your pleased before he is.

sets a bedtime for you.

you call him sir.

"what'd you call me? sir.. that's right little girl.."

trucks you into bed every night.

you have to be sitting on his lap when sitting down with him.

hand on your ass or lower back at all times.

𝜗𝜚 - Charlie

calls you: little, baby, pretty girl.

a munch. will hold you down while he eats you out for HOURS.

"I know, baby, just one more.. i know you can do it."

literally just wants to make you feel good.

(i cant imagine him wanting you to call him anything but he would let you call him whatever you wanted for your enjoyment)

watches cartoons with you while you do an activity you enjoy. (coloring, makeup, cooking, etc...)

loves leaving hickeys in places others cant see. (upper thighs, chest, stomach, back, etc..)

lets you sit under his desk while he streams.

is this bad lmao im not super familiar with ddlg other than ik one of my irl friends is into it 🧘‍♀️ (@vanillahrt )

Star Dividers by: @cafekitsune - Post cred: Star Dividers 

MDNI Divider by: @anitalenia - Post Cred: MDNI Divider

[pequins]

IRL P0RN VISUALS 🔗

cont : slimecicle , ted nivison & jschlatt .

MDNI NSFW AHEAD

all vids are from twitter , you might have to log in to see them.

( more to be added when i find them )

SCHLATT

a/n : he looks so fucking good in this video im gonna chew on him

schlatt giving you a punishment for being a brat

( LC ) schlatt jerking vid

teasing / c^nt slapping

sub!schlatt org4sm denial

CHARLIE

c^nt slapping

against the desk

size difference

TED NIVISION

f!ngering

p^ssy eating

size difference

[unlust-fvck]

"please get off my lap." "but you're so much prettier from this angle."

with chuckle sammy + will (and dreamy weamy if not its ok)

i had so much fun writing this :’) i went OVERBOARD.

schlatt- it was one of those normal work days for him; editing and playing the same clip over and over again until he deemed it perfect. you, on the other hand, found this pointless and decided to go bother him.

“jayyyyyy”

he wouldn’t even move, knowing your exact objective. he’d just let out one of those disappointed parental sighs. you’d peer into the room and quietly patter into the once spare bedroom that was now schlatt’s streaming/editing/whatever-else room. as you walked up behind him, you placed both of your palms firmly onto his shoulders and nuzzled your cheek into his, now longer, hair. inhaling deeply, you pressed a kiss to the crown of his head.

“i’m busy.”

he knew he couldn’t keep you off for long after you let out a pitiful whine. schlatt let out a sigh as his eyes fluttered closed and spun around in his chair to face you. he stared at you with an inquisitive look. you smiled, knowing you had gotten your way as your eyes flickered down to his lap, then back up to his. he shook his head.

“toots, i’m busy.”

he could repeat it until the end of time as you climbed into his lap. he gave in reluctantly as one arm wrapped around the small of your back to keep you steady. as he attempted to finish his video, you whined impatiently as you played with the neckline of his t-shirt.

“can you please get off my lap? you’re distracting me.”

“but you’re so much prettier from this angle”

he couldn’t argue with that.

charlie- as you got ready for bed, you could hear charlie humming to himself in the bedroom. just as you had finished brushing your teeth, you trotted into the bedroom and sat on the bed. you observed charlie as he tidied up the room, still humming to himself. as he laid down beside you, the humming ceased and his head plopped into your lap, his arms behind his head. you chuckled and pressed a lingering kiss to the center of his forehead. when you pulled away, you found him gazing at you. his eyes were so full of love; an adoring grin gracing his lips.

“char, you’ve got to get your head out of my lap, it’s bed time.”

he just continued to look at you as he formulated the perfect thing to say.

“but you look so pretty from this angle- n-not that you don’t look pretty all the time, im just saying that-“

you shut him up with a kiss.

ted- ted was all about domestic moments with you; everything from cooking dinners to going on dates that gave him butterflies though you had been together for years. tonight was movie night, yet you had other plans. instead of watching the movie that ted was very much interested in, you were gazing at him. the way his nose sloped down and was so cute. the way his eyes gleamed in the light of the television. he was perfect. just as you were bathing in his features, you didn’t realize how close you had gotten to him; your face inches away from his cheek. you pressed a small kiss to it and crawled into his lap for better access. before you could go any further, ted chuckled and tried to push you away, his view obstructed.

“honey pot, i can’t see. you’ve got to get off.”

you pouted and stood your ground as you pressed lingering kisses all along his face and down his neck.

“you.” kiss “just.” kiss “look.” kiss “so.” kiss “pretty.” kiss “from here.”

ted smiled and chuckled breathlessly, before taking his glasses off and sliding them onto the table. he laid down and pulled you with him as he pressed a firm kiss to your lips.

he really didn’t care if he missed the movie.

wilbur- will was a sunday morning enjoyer. he’d have his old battered book in one hand and the other drawing mindless shapes across your half asleep figure in bed. just as he was about to flip the page with his hand on you, you whined and pulled it back down. he looked at you for a moment, piecing your features together, before showing a gentle smile and placing his book down on the bed.

“s’wrong, love?”

his voice was sweet and like caramel; dripping from his lips ever-so gently. you could just melt as his hand continued moving across your collarbones and shoulders mindlessly. you huffed and nodded your head to his lap.

“i’m almost done with this chapter, not now, alright?”

you let out a whine in protest as he chuckled quietly and picked his book back up, the movements on your chest growing lazy. you knew you could push him. you scooted your head into his lap, gazing up at him from underneath his book. your eyes shined like stars; he was beautiful. wilbur let out a lighthearted sigh as he set his book down once again;

“darling, d’ya mind getting your head off my lap?”

you just shook your head, your eyes flickering to his slightly parted lips, then back up to his caramel eyes.

“you look much prettier from down here”

masterlist

[phxntomsdusk]

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.”

[forslimslime]

Raveled Skeins of Silk

Charlie Slimecicle x Fem!Reader | N.SFW mdni, cunnilingus, vanilla PIV sex | ~1.3k words

Summary: It takes you and Charlie by surprise how much he loves your silk robe.

The silk felt cool on your skin. The robe was a cute souvenir from your friend's wedding years ago and was forgotten until you found it today in the back of your closet. The soft fabric flowed down to mid-thigh and the matching silk belt emphasized the curve of your waist. You're tidying up the kitchen for the night and putting away the clean dishes when you hear your boyfriend, Charlie, pad into the room.

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm almost done here," you say, storing the remaining glasses on one of the higher shelves. The robe rises up your thighs as you reach to put away the last one. You feel the weight of the glass leave your hand as Charlie grabs it from behind, reaches over you, and places it in its proper spot.

"Oh, thanks, hun." You try to turn and face him but find yourself trapped between the counter and Charlie's hips. You feel him place his palms on the outside of your thighs, caressing the fabric under his hands. His lips find the crook between your neck and your shoulder.

"This is new," he hums against your skin and scrunches the fabric before returning to the smooth touches. His hair is damp from the shower. It brushes against your cheek and leaves a trail of droplets. You inhale the woody scent of his shampoo. His hands continue to pet over the silk, migrating from your hips up to your waist and stomach.

"Found it today," you reply. "You like it?"

"Yeah," he murmurs into your shoulder. His hands start to wander in different directions. One hand continues up towards your chest and the other slinks its way down past the belt.

You suck in a gasp when he finally cups your tit, pawing at your chest over the silk. His other hand weaves through the fabric at your thighs and runs his fingers at your core.

Charlie breathes a laugh, "Not wearing anything under? Were you expecting this?" He continues to slide back and forth over your lips, spreading the slick. He places gentle kisses along the curve of your jaw.

Your breathing labors and you grip the edge of the kitchen counter. "It's all–ah–in the wash." You shift your hips in an attempt to reach your clit with his fingers but he stays on your outer lips.

Suddenly, his hands leave your core and you're flipped around to face him. The counter digs at your back. Charlie's pupils are blown and you see him rake his eyes over your body. The robe is no longer wrapped properly around you. One half fell to the side and he eagerly takes in the exposed parts of your body.

He ducks his head down and hungrily captures your lips with his own. You're both breathing heavily as he dominates the kiss. Your hands move to cup his jaw and push your hips up to meet his. You can feel his thick cock pushing against his flannel pajama pants. Charlie grips the backs of your thighs and swiftly lifts you atop the counter all while never breaking the kiss. You snake your hand between your bodies and palm him through his pants. He moans into your mouth and bucks into your hand.

He unties the belt, opening the robe fully. You begin to shrug off the robe when he stops you. "Don't," Charlie mumbles against your lips, "Keep it on." He kisses you deeply once again then drags his lips to your neck. He continues kissing down to your collarbone and over your tits, before kneeling on the kitchen floor.

He palms at the silk fabric over your thighs and pushes them apart. You stare down at him, your chest heaving.

"God, you're so beautiful," he praises. He runs a finger through the wetness and brushes against your clit making you mewl. "My beautiful girl."

He hooks your legs, one in each arm, and pulls you closer to the edge of the countertop. You feel his warm breath against your heat.

"Please, Charlie," you whine. His eyes soften and he closes the gap between you and his mouth. He laps at your cunt, drinking in your moans. Your fingers thread through his hair and you tighten your thighs around his head. He slips a finger in you then a second one and you feel the pressure building in your core.

"Fuck. I'm close, baby."

Charlie hums against your cunt and you feel white heat envelope you as you cum. Your thighs quiver against Charlie's grip and you push against his head. Despite your high-pitched whines, he doesn't relent and you shake from the overstimulation. After a few more seconds, he parts from your lips. His chest is heaving and his jaw is soaked in a mixture of his spit and your juices. He rises and kisses you. You taste yourself on his tongue.

"You're so good for me," he whispers and you blush from the praise. You hastily untie his pajama pants and he whisks his shirt off. He wraps his arms around you and lifts you from the counter to stand on the floor. You begin to drop to your knees but he stops you. He flips you back around to face the counter and pushes you down until you're bent over. Your nipples harden against the cool granite.

"'M already close," he says, "need to be in you."

The silk robe drapes over you. Charlie gathers the fabric from your thighs and bunches it at your back to reveal your ass. You arch back into his touch. He keeps his grip on the fabric as he holds his cock to your pussy, rubbing his tip against your swollen clit. A spark of pleasure runs down your spine and you moan.

Charlie aligns himself with you and slowly pushes in, emitting deep grunts with every inch. The pressure against your walls is satisfying and you clench around him which draws out another moan from the man.

Once fully in, he pauses and you can hear his deep breaths. He releases his grip on the robe and smooths the fabric over your back. "You feel so soft," he says and thrusts up into you. He builds a slow pace at first and grips your hips as he moves in and out.

"I don't think I could get anything done if you keep wearing this around the house, sweetheart." His hips start moving faster. "All I'd ever wanna do is touch you." He smooths his hands up your back, sliding over the silk down your arms and intertwines his fingers in yours.

Your eyes roll back and your body rocks rhythmically against the counter with his thrusts. "That's all I want, baby," you whimper, "Jus' want you to touch me."

He grips your jaw and turns your head into a deep kiss. You moan into each other's mouths as he snakes a hand back down to your cunt. He swirls at your bud a few times and you're cumming again, convulsing around his cock.

"God, you're so fucking tight," he grunts out. His hips slam into you a few more times then jerks a final thrust into you. His grip on your hips is unforgiving and he attempts to drive deeper into you as he paints your walls with his cum. He stays in you for a few beats. Both of you are panting, relishing the wave of tiredness that washes over your bodies.

You clench around him and he jerks. He pulls out slowly and leans back to watch his seed drip out of your pussy. Charlie releases his grip on your hips and your legs quiver under you.

He scoops you up bridal style, heads to the living room, and lays you on the couch. He settles in next to you, nestling you between his body and the cushions. He lays an arm over your waist, his hand on the small of your back caressing the silk fabric.

"I take it that you really like the robe," you tease, pressing a quick kiss to his nose.

He chuckles, "Maybe a little too much. Might be detrimental to my health."

You giggle as Charlie kisses your jaw. He eyes the silk robe and toys with the end of the belt.

"I'm gonna buy you twenty more."

A/N: Wooo thank you for reading! Long time smut reader (like, 12 years jfc) finally writes her first piece of smut :D

Feel free to req anything Charlie Slimecicle or JSchlatt <3

[saystrinity]

very much inspired by the fact i am Physically Unable to stay still irl :)))) also tysm for all the love on the last post!! i’ve always been scared of posting my work so i’ve been hiding away from the eyes of the interwebs for yoooonkksss

enjoy!!

⋆.˚ ❛ hcs ; chuckle sandwich x fidgety reader ! ༘⋆

꒷꒦ charlie:

absolutely matching your freak fidget

drumming his fingers against your collarbone when his arm is draped around your shoulder

constant hand squeezing, dude is trying to crack your knuckles for you

matching sets of bouncing legs

੭ ̊ schlatt:

“can you just- can you- dude.”

non-stop huffing, as if he doesn’t love the way you trace such intricate patterns against his arms whenever you can

will be buying you any stupid fidget toy he can find (that just reminded me. does anyone remember 300 chinese finger traps from the billboard video. cause i do)

eventually starts picking up the same habits, grumbling when you catch him out, him drawing those same designs in your skin the next time you’re together

✰ ˚ ted:

exasperated “babe”s, every single time

will teddy bear you into submission when you’re cuddling, every available limb curled around your body to hold you down and stop you from repositioning for the umpteenth time

biting back his grin when your fingers dance along an especially ticklish spot of his, playfully swatting you away to stop before it’s even started

100% lecturing you about the dangers of knuckle cracking (while you are loudly going ham on them right next to his ear. you do not stop. stick it to the man.)

[bio-hazard]

making out with charlie on the couch and the two of you start to move to the bedroom, right? stick with me here. charlie takes the time to keep you going and turn all ur stuffed animals around or covers their eyes. he's railing you into the bed and you gasp and he's like "yeah? you like that?" and you're like "NO BUNNY FELL OFF THE SIDE :((" and he goes and gets the plushie and either gives it to you to hug or puts it back facing away and immediately gets back to it without skipping a beat. he's smiling the whole time he thinks it's the cutest thing ever

[squinch-depraved]

p! link masterlist ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜

!!! submissions are open if you have a link you'd like to share !!!

꒰ thank you to everyone who sent stuff for this, i hope to continue adding to it !! ꒱

✦jschlatt:

the one that started it all

sitting on his lap

short but sweet

i could totally see him waking you up like this

he would absolutely film this you can't convince me otherwise

unpaid intern schlatt 1

unpaid intern schlatt 2

vid for this fic

✦ted nivison

him holding you in his lap and playing with you

making him eat you out while you read

just kinda grabbing him

bathroom sex

ted and his stupid little apple watch

✦charlie slimecicle

lazy sex with charlie

slow and romantic

pounding up into you from behind

you cannot tell me he wouldn't be into this

teasing you

jerking him off like this>>>

✦cooper cscoop

this is so cooper coded icl

this is also very cooper coded

buzzcut! cooper coded

this is so fuckin perfect omg

everything about this !!!

✦hasan piker/hasanabi

bulge thread !!

[yourleastfavoritesimp]

took a while but here's some of my favorite Charlie pics!!

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello!! If your requests are open, could you do a mcyt x reader we're they're like in a pool video like the video with quackity and Tommy in the pool litteraly next to his pc... I don't know if I explain good its my first time requesting and english is not my first langage.

Thank you and if you don't do it its okay !

ooo okay yeah ik what ur talking about lol ; and don't worry your English is really good! :)) ; thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; also only did these 4 cause i didn't have many ideas 😔

MCYT ; pool stream

includes ; tommyinnit, quackity, foolish & slimecicle

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

jesus christ its such a mess

there's water EVERYWHERE

and there's probably water damage seeping under his carpet into the floor

you got a pool floatie and some water guns and were playing w them and splashing around for a while...

the pool was like 3/5 filled when the stream started and about 2/5 afterward...

you exposed his forehead, which is now the intro to a large handful of edits

you used the pool water to make instant ramen... and it sucked, no shit

had a little mermaid role-play too 💀💀 who needs the ocean when u have a kiddy pool, tommy, and a dream

ALEX QUACKITY

surprisingly pretty calm

you ate a pizza in the pool

he dropped a piece tho... wasn't tasty

you got a bunch of water toys to mess with and test out

you both get some water on his pc and he almost freaks bc he was waiting for it to all crash... it was alr

you couldn't stop splashing each other LMAO

any petty comment or roast earns you nasty sink water in the face

he got some big flamingo floatie and you laid on it for most the stream

he kept kicking you in the water

"why and how r you wearing socks rn"

"theyre not getting free footshots tf?"

FOOLISH GAMERS

so much kicking, you both have sore, bruised legs in the morning

did some karaoke as well

and recreated some scenes from the little mermaid

"testing how waterproof my phone is! you won't believe what happens!!!"

"y/n that's my phone!"

you got some water guns and got a little carried away... some of the things on his shelves were a little soaked after that 💀

somehow his pc was immune to water damage cause??

you found so many edits of you guys later just having a watergun fight n stupid shit but the edits were adorable 💀

CHARLIE SLIMECICLE

office pool karaoke goes absolutely insane

the neighbors could probably hear you bro

you overestimated how big the pool was and got a floatie that COULDNT EVEN FIT INSIDE...

he kept the giant duck floatie in his office as decor

he gave himself a kind of mohawk since the water kept his hair in place for the most part

queue a two hour mermaid role-play montage with non-copyright fantasy music in the back

"Charles Bartholomew III, I didn't expect to find you here?"

"I thought my name was Charles Bartholomew Sylvester Buhl-Freiherr von und zu Guttenberg?"

"I can't remember allat"

[medlarmeadows]

Hiya! I was wondering if you could do a cc!charlie/gn!reader where they have a friendly sleepover BUT as the night goes on it get more and more romantic :3c and may there be cuddling and kisses please and ty.

P.s have a nice day/night ^-^

i'm so sorry i took basically a whole month to get this done! i hope my writing has done your request justice :) hope you're having a nice day/night!

(also i wrote this with charlie's Another Crab's Treasure vod playing in the background. it was a huge distraction, i don't know why i did that)

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can i kiss you sleepover?

cc!Charlie Slimecicle x gn!reader

Warning(s): light cursing, one piss joke, they kiss.

Word Count: 1.25k

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Sleepovers at either Charlie’s or your apartment were pretty common. With the two of you living on opposite sides of the city, all it took was a movie night ending too late or a drink too many in someone’s system to get one of you to announce that a sleepover was in order.

(It was to prevent either of you from having to travel home in the middle of the night, and absolutely not because you both wanted an excuse to spend more time together.)

The night started as most nights did, with you popping over to Charlie’s place for dinner. What surprised you, though, was that instead of your usual takeout, he had decided to chef it up in the kitchen.

“Whoa,” you said when you arrived, inviting yourself in and dropping off the snacks you had bought on the kitchen counter. “So, this is why you didn’t want to grab snacks with me today.”

“I had a lot of ingredients I had to use up,” he replies nonchalantly, giving you a one shoulder shrug. “Thought a change in our routine couldn’t hurt.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, leaning against the dining table while he sets the food down. You try to ignore how pinpricks shoot up your arm when he brushes against your arm.

“Is this how our friendship has devolved? You’re throwing your leftovers at me?”

Charlie nearly trips on the way back to the table with two wine glasses in hand. You double over laughing, and thus fail to catch the way the tips of his ears turn red.

“I’m joking, I’m joking.”

You spend dinner catching up with each other’s weeks, with a few jokes thrown in courtesy of Charlie attempting to serve wine as professionally as he can. It contributes to the slightly romantic atmosphere of the dinner, but you choose not to acknowledge it.

After dinner, you force Charlie out of the kitchen so that you could clean up (it was the least you could do to repay his romantic well-prepared dinner). It’s a few minutes later that you join him in the living room for the official start to your movie night.

Usually, you sit side by side on the couch, not too close and not too far from each other. But the couch feels a little small today as you’re forced to share one blanket (“Sorry, the other one’s in the washer.” “What, did you piss on it? Little piss boy?” “Fuck off.”).

Charlie fidgets throughout the first movie, but you don’t mind it. When the second film starts playing, he moves one arm to rest on the couch behind your head. The hand that rests next to your next starts fidgeting with your hair, making the flesh of your neck goosebump when his fingers get close.

You distract yourself from his antics by stuffing your face with crisps. You were close friends who were comfortable being physically close to each other. You hugged all the time. You spent a lot of time together.

You try to convince yourself that it wasn’t that deep.

Several hours later, it was to no one’s surprise that, when you finished watching the fourth Pirates of the Caribbean film, Charlie announced that it was too late for you to Uber back home.

“Dude, I can’t believe it’s already 3 am,” he comments as he gets up to throw the empty crisp packets.

“Is it?” you ask between yawns, stretching out over the cushions he had previously occupied. Your eyes are halfway closing when he comes back to unceremoniously yank the blanket off you.

“What the hell!” you yell at him, throwing a pillow at him in hopes to wipe off the cheeky grin from his face.

The pillow didn’t deter him from coming closer, prompting you to pick up another pillow to smack him with. However, he catches you off-guard by snatching the pillow from you. You reflexively tighten your grip on the pillow, causing you to stumble right into Charlie.

Stunned, you look up at him, his wide-eyed gaze meeting yours.

“Hi,” you mumble awkwardly.

“Hi,” he replies, a mischievous grin lighting his face up.

Charlie lightly shoves you away from himself, bending to grab the first pillow you had thrown at him. With a declaration of war, he chases you around the coffee table, the movie credits still rolling on the TV screen providing some dramatic background music.

You feel your inner child light up inside you as you evade Charlie’s grasp, letting out cheerful yelps despite it being the middle of the night and you might get noise complaints. However, caught up in the gleefulness of your mini tag game, you trip on the edge of the coffee table and send yourself hurtling into the couch.

“Holy shi- ”

Behind you, Charlie’s unable to stop his momentum. In a split second, he’s sent tumbling on top of you, the pillow that he was holding somewhat cushioning his fall so he didn’t full body slam into you.

There you lie on Charlie’s couch, caged by his arms which had mercifully landed next to your face and not on it. His messy hair looked even messier after running several rounds around his living room, and you resist the urge to run your fingers through them.

You’re captured next by his blue eyes, still shining with something familiar, but with an added emotion that you’re sure is mirrored in yours. You’re so close to each other you’re practically breathing in each other’s breath, and you can’t help your eyes from straying to glance down at his lips.

When you glance back up to his eyes, you catch him shifting his gaze as well, causing your breath to hitch. You catch the moment he clocks that you’d done the same thing he did as he moves just an inch closer to you.

“Is this okay?” he asks, voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah,” your response is just as breathy.

Charlie studies your expression carefully, almost as though drinking in your features he had never seen so up close before. Then:

“Can I kiss you?”

You blink once. Then twice. Then:

“Yes, please.”

Charlie crosses the space between you two within the blink of an eye. His lips capture yours, and you finally understand how people could describe a kiss as sweet. Because now that you’ve tasted Charlie’s lips on yours, you’re not sure even honey could compare.

You’re not sure how long you stay locked in each other’s embrace. One of your hands come up to gently thread through Charlie’s hair, eliciting a sigh from the man. When you come up for breath, the movie credits are no longer rolling.

“Wow,” you say, breathless.

“Definitely wow,” he repeats, breathing just as heavily as you are.

“Why haven’t we done that before?” you ask in between a yawn.

“I don’t know.” He takes a second to smile fondly at your yawn. “Sleepy?”

You nod, further relaxing into his hold. “Between the movies and the running around, I’m pretty tired out.”

Charlie hums his acknowledgement before getting off you to stand. Suddenly, he scoops you up in his arms, causing you yelp and loop your arms around his neck.

“Charlie!”

“It’s snuggle time!” he crows, carrying you to his bedroom.

The night ends with you and Charlie snug under his blankets. The weight of his arm around your waist and the feeling of his heartbeat against your back slowly lulled you into what could’ve been the most comfortable sleep you’ve ever had.

[pequins]

boyfriend slimecicle headcanons ── .✦

• doting lover boy! he want to spend as much time with you as possible, He’ll cling to you every waking moment and be at your service 24/7, something simple as a bottle of water? he’ll get it, matter of fact, he already got up and went to get one for you.

• he treats you like royalty, getting basically everything you ask him for, he can remember something you said you wanted 2 years ago and get it for you.

• His favorite pet names for you are “love” “angel” and “honey”

• He’s the kind of boyfriend to make breakfast for you every day :)

• loves making his gifts, braided bracelets, tiny sticky note drawings of you two, date scrapbooks, bonus points if you’re matching him.

• 24/7 PDA, he's incredibly affectionate and that’s not going to change just because people are around. he’ll hold your hand, wrap his arm around you, kiss your cheek, almost anything.

• He’s pretty possessive and clingy, he wants you all to himself. he gets stressed about other people getting too close to you, he’s the type to get jealous if someone is having a conversation with you for too long.

• He loves making you laugh, he can preform fully fledged out bits and burst into song and dance just to make you smile. He’s like a big goofy puppy.

• Your interests are his interests! Charlie is the biggest nerd out there, he can never judge anyone for their interests and he’ll spend hours researching yours just to understand your rambles about them.

• He prefers acts of service over any other love language, he loves playing the role of the doting, caring boyfriend.

[freakyfrogmoisturethief]

@heytrinity THOUGHTS?????

[charred-slime]

clingy

summary:

It makes no sense for the moment to be so gloomy. You’ll be back in two weeks, and you’ve gone longer without seeing Charlie due to his oftentimes wonky schedule with his job, but there’s just something in the air that weighs heavily on you both. Charlie’s arms stay loosely wrapped around you, and it pains you to pull away. “I’ll call you once I arrive, yeah?” You reassure him. He nods, and before you know it, you’re on the road, driving away from home. Or, reader goes away for a couple weeks, and Charlie's a clingy bastard about it

pairing: charlie x gn!reader

word count: 1.4k

a/n: this is reeeally cheesy, but i hope that works out and makes it overall better! i really enjoyed writing this one^^ (time to get to the other requests-)

ao3 link, if you prefer. otherwise, the story's under the readmore!

It was early morning. Way too early morning. The reason you’d gotten up so early was that you were going to visit some family a couple states over. The way there would either be a long drive or a short flight, and you decided the extra expense of the flight was worth it. What you hadn’t realized was that the flight was at 7 in the damn morning.

Charlie’s place was a decently short drive to the airport, so you’d decided to stay the night there instead. You’d woken in your partner’s bed to the sound of your alarm by your head, reading 3 A.M. Luckily he hadn’t roused to it, because he could sleep through an atomic bomb, and stayed tightly wrapped around your form. Everything about him was tempting. Comfortable. His light snores, his warmer than hell body heat, his expensive ass mattress—but you managed to resist. 

With some experienced wriggling, you get out of his grasp and head to the kitchen. 

All of your stuff was packed and by the front door, ready for leaving at any moment. All there was left to do was get ready and head out. 

After washing up and changing into some semi-presentable clothes, you get to frying a couple eggs while the coffee brewed. A playlist plays softly in the background, nothing loud enough to wake Charlie (you’d know from much experience waking before him), so you’re shocked when you feel vibrations of walking headed your way. 

Soon enough, there are familiar arms wrapped around your waist, and a familiar weight placed on your shoulder. His messy hair flops forward and tickles your cheek, especially when he nuzzles his head like a cat. 

“Why’re you ‘wake?” He grumbles, barely audible with the combination of being muffled by your shoulder and his gravelly morning voice. 

“Visiting my family, remember?” You answer, getting to plate your freshly fried eggs then turning the fire off. There’s no telling how this interaction would end, and you’d rather not burn the building down by accident. 

You feel his head tilt to one side, as if considering this oh so new information (you’d told him a week ago, and he was the one who suggested sleeping over the night before), then his grip around your waist tightens. 

“Nuh uh. Gotta stay here with me.” His hands go to yours and unarms it of the spatula before immediately going back to holding you. “Come back t’bed.” He clumsily pulls at you in the general direction of the bedroom, and you roll your eyes fondly before turning around in his arms. 

You push him until he’s leaning against the kitchen island and take in the glory that is post-sleep Charlie. His eyes are a little swollen and barely open, covered even more by the rat's nest he calls a bedhead. His entire demeanor is loose, muscles lacking the usual extreme energy found in his videos, leaning forward more into you than the island. And of course, he’s pouting. 

With a fond sigh, you comb your fingers through his hair a little until it’s out of his eyes, though no less messy. He leans into the touch, and juts his bottom lip out even more when you take your hand away. 

“I can't back out of this one, sweetheart. You know I would if I could.” You whisper, hand caressing the side of his face and thumb lightly running over the apple of his cheek. He leans into that too. You could've sworn he had golden retriever energy, but he seems to become cat-like when he's sleepy with all of his clinginess. 

“I wanna be mad but I can't be mad when you call me that,” he whines, as if he doesn't absolutely adore it when you use pet names. 

“I know, baby, that's why I said it.” When his pout gets deeper (how was that even possible?), you lean in for a quick peck on the lips. When you pull back, his eyes are already more awake, and his bottom lip has retracted to a more reasonable level of grump. 

He leans back in for another kiss, and who are you to deny him? Your lips meet in a chaste kiss, both of you far too tired to bring anything more into it. The surrounding air is cold in the way that homes are at dawn, but kissing Charlie warms you from inside that no heater could ever accomplish. Cheesy, but undoubtedly true considering the sparks that continue to fly so far into your relationship. 

This time, as you pull away, Charlie’s pout has fully transformed into a familiar goofy grin. So easy to please. 

“Think you can let me go now?” As much as you’d like to stay there forever (or, even better, crawl back into bed as Charlie suggested), the digital clock on his wall already read 3:57 AM, and you needed to get going to ensure that you wouldn’t be late. 

He groans dramatically, pulling you closer into another hug. Everything about it screams “do you really have to go?” and the way you pat his back says “I don’t like it any more than you do” in response. 

Eventually, his brain apparently comes around to the idea, albeit reluctantly, because he asks, “how long’re you gonna be gone for?” 

“Just two weeks.”

“Two whole weeks?” Charlie groans again, although this one was evidently more for show than anything. You give him a soft laugh in response, nudging his shoulder. 

“Alright, big guy. Enough with the act.” 

You turn back to the kitchen counter and start packing a couple things to bring with you. Protein bars and fruits for a light breakfast since you won’t have time to finish your eggs, a tumbler for your coffee, and a roll of the eyes for extra measure when Charlie won’t let go of his contact with you throughout all of it. 

At the door, once all of your stuff is on your back and in your hands, you turn back to him for one final kiss goodbye. He wraps you in another hug like the koala of a man he is, and the touch lingers even after you pull back. 

It makes no sense for the moment to be so gloomy. You’ll be back in two weeks, and you’ve gone longer without seeing Charlie due to his oftentimes wonky schedule with his job, but there’s just something in the air that weighs heavily on you both. Charlie’s arms stay loosely wrapped around you, and it pains you to pull away. 

“I’ll call you once I arrive, yeah?” You reassure him. 

He nods, and before you know it, you’re on the road, driving away from home. 

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Beyond the visit to family, travelling a little was nice. You treated yourself to some desserts you might not usually allow yourself to have, got some alone time during later hours, and even met some old friends from your hometown. All in all, it was quite the successful trip.

None of that mattered in your mind as you drove back home from the airport. Two weeks of only seeing Charlie on a screen. Only hearing his voice through the crappy tinny speakers of your phone. Not being able to touch him. 

You’d poked fun at him for being so dramatic about the duration of your trip, but you quickly ate your words. 

Once your car is parked safely and your luggage is jammed into your arms (you’d rather break them than take more than one trip to take stuff in), you’re rushing to Charlie’s door. You didn’t expect him to be available immediately, because you knew it was a streaming day, but wanted to be inside as soon as possible. 

You’re fumbling with your keys when the door suddenly opens in your face, and your feet are no longer touching the floor. You yelp as Charlie picks you up, dropping everything to wrap your arms around him as he swings you around in a big circle. 

“Charlie! What the fuck?!” You scream, but can’t help the laugh of absolute glee that escapes you. The wind whips in your hair, and you’re only put down when you have a few too many close calls with the doorway. 

Even after you’re placed back on the ground, you’re at a loss for air as Charlie immediately pulls you back into a lung-puncturing bear hug. His face is buried in the crook of your neck, one band going to the back of your head to cradle it closer. You’ve never felt so welcome in your whole life. 

“I missed you,” he whispers.

You hum in response and lean into the hug more, patting his back as affirmation. 

For the rest of the day, Charlie doesn’t let go of you. He claims it’s necessary to “charge his boyfriend battery,” whatever that means, but you’re just happy to be by his side.