#Charlie the perks of being a wallflower

[unusonyxx]

the gangs all here ‼️

( I SWEAR ALL OF THESE GUYS HAVE TOTALLY VALID REASONS TO BE HERE)

also sorry for the massive ass tag dump I tried to include everyone lmao

[aspiringdeadperson]

Sick of life because why do the saddest and worst things happen to my favorite movie/tv show characters

[st4rgzer]

PINKY PROMISE charlie (tpobaw)

summary: charlie gets a surprising visit from his girlfriend after the incident

genre: angst and fluff

cw!: implication or suicide, use of she/her pronouns, mentions of mental hospital?, a one time mention of cigarettes

a/n: this is for the beloved ciara, so, enjoy girlie😝 (also i apologize if theres mistakes or its bad, its my first time writing a fic and english is my second language so go easy on me😭) And at the start is a lyric from the 30th by Billie Eilish, Its not important I just thought it was suitable

“in a hospital bed, i remember you said, you were scared, and so was i”

When your mum called me that night, I didn’t believe her, i refused to, i cursed myself. I hated that I wasn’t able to help you, I wasn’t enough for you to try and stay, but i knew I shouldn’t look at it that way, you were still here, with me, thats all that mattered. I sat in the waiting room, the hospital lights were dizzying, absurdly white.When they called my name i let out a breath I didn’t even know i had held.

“Miss y/l/n, Charlie is ready to see you” said the doctor.She had a pretty smile, her voice was soft, i hope she was soft with Charlie, i really do.

I nodded and went through the door, and i swear, when i saw him, my heart stopped. His brown hair was messy, strands going in different directions, his head was slightly leaned on his shoulder, asleep, and the bright light’s accentuated his pale skin. I came closer to the side of the bed, it felt like i was walking on eggshells, trying not to make a noise, he looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to disturb him, but as i sat down on the chair beside him it was like he could feel my presence.

“hey…what are you doing here?” His voice was hoarse, i imagine from all the crying, i tried not to think about that.

“I um, i came to visit you” i said reaching out my hand, i almost couldn’t look at him in the eyes, it hurts to see your favorite person like this, and it hurt a lot. His hand found mine and he started tracing small circles in the palm of my hand, looking down at it, he wanted to say something, he always did that when he was unsure of himself

“Y/n”

“yeah?…” I whispered.

“Im sorry”

He apologized. He was the one in the hospital bed and he apologized. It felt like time stopped, i was so confused, what could he possibly be sorry about? He was perfect, he was so hard on himself and it pained me to hear the quiver in his voice when he said it. I shook my head, furrowing my eyebrows

“No…no, Charlie, don’t apologize” i held his hand tightly and looked at his eyes, nearly wincing when i saw the tears, and the dark eye bags under them.

“You have nothing to be sorry about ok? Nothing.” I stated firmly, i softened my gaze as tears fell out his eyes

“Shhh, its ok, its ok” i reassured him stroking his hand, he looked up at me

“Can you lay with me here, just for a bit…please?” his eyes were begging, pleading almost. I immediately agreed and crawled into his bed, his head laying against my chest, i stroked his hair, untangling all the knots he had, he sobbed against my chest, his hand wrapped around my waist, holding me tighter, i closed my eyes, and held him close.

“There is…so much pain. And i don’t know how to not notice it” i felt his voice tremble, i closed my eyes harder, trying not to cry in front of him, he didn’t need that, i sighed.

“I know, i know that char, you just…have to notice the good things ok? The things worth staying for” i continued playing with his hair to try and distract him, i felt his tears soak my shirt. “Like, remember when we went to that record store? And you were going to buy me that Smiths record? Because of how much you loved it and how you wanted me to love it too, and when we went to checkout, this sweet old lady bought it for us, remember?” I felt him nod, my hand rubbed his back softly “or when we were in Sam and Patricks pick up truck? And we were in that tunnel, and the perfect song was playing, and we all felt-“

“Infinite, we felt infinite” he finished for me, i smiled, it was a relief, he laughed too.

After a moment of sitting in silence, comforted by each others presence, our heartbeats were the only thing we were able to hear, and our breathing had synced up.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me” he whispered, his hand fiddling with the fabric of my shirt.

“Pinky promise” i said, extending my pinky to him, he sat up and looked at me with surprise, a hint of glee in his eyes, i swear i could see the corners of his mouth upturn.

“Pinky promise” he replied back, linking our pinkies, we laughed, we laughed like we always used to, like two silly teenagers in love, we both leaned against the wall catching our breath, looking at the ceiling, our hands intertwined under the scratchy hospital blanket and his head resting on my shoulder.

I turned to look at him, i admired the upturn of his nose, his rosy cheeks, my attention turned to his lips, the subtle pink pigment on them, i could look at him forever and find new things I loved. I cupped the side of his cheek and he looked at me, he smiled softly and sat up straight, re gaining the advantage of him being taller than me, when he’s not slouched. My thumb stroked his cheek, his soft, cold skin leaning into my palm, he rested his hand on the back of my neck to push me more towards him, he glanced at my lips, i looked at his. I could smell his old cologne and a faint cigarette scent, his eyes meet mine, his cheeks take on a much more rosy tint than usual, it feels like one of those moments where you know that even though everything has happened, you still have each other, and you’re sure of it. His lips hesitantly press against mine, making me smile into the kiss, my hand tangles in his hair and his hand move delicately to my hips, resting them there softly, tugging me slightly towards him, his lips are soft against mine, slow, delicate, he hums as i tug his hair just a little, we tear from the kiss reluctantly, after all, this was a hospital.He smiled, i could see the spark in his eyes again, just a little, i couldn’t help but giggle a bit at his swollen lips

“What, whats so funny?” He laughed at me, amused

“Nothing just…” i shook my head, a grin plastered on my face. “You look very pretty thats all”

his eyes widened at the compliment, and his cheeks burned up as his smile faded and turned into a flustered smirk and looked down, regaining some confidence.

“….you too” he said softly, i tilted my head and pouted, it took a lot in him for him to say that, of course, he wasn’t the most confident person when it came to romance, but he always tried, because it was you. I kissed his knuckles gently and slipped back under the blanket, his head rested on my stomach and my hand once again began stroking his hair, his arms were tangled around my waist.

“Im always here for you Charlie, no matter what” i said, whispering, he had his eyes closed, he was surely asleep, but i still felt the need to say that. I knew he would know. I rested there a little bit, humming peacefully a bit more until he let out small snores, with his mouth slightly agape. I checked the time. 10:45. It was definitely time for me to go home, I didn’t tell my mum i was staying overnight and i didn’t want her to worry. I place a gentle kiss on his forehead, lingering slightly, but being careful to not wake him up, i slowly slipped out of bed, resting his head on a pillow, i stared at him for a little longer, then left.

He woke up a few hours later, panicking that he wasn’t in contact with you, that he didn’t feel your heartbeat, and didn’t hear your breathing.

“Ah Charlie, you’re finally awake dear-“

“Where’s y/n?” He cut off the nurse, looking around the room nervously, waiting for an answer from her.

“Who?” She asked with a confused smile, trying to be understanding

“Y/n, my…girlfriend” he said more softly, getting up hurriedly and going over to check outside

“Oh- Charlie- you shouldn’t go out! I think she left, i can have someone call her if you want?” The nurse stood in front of the door, and tried calm Charlie down. He wasn’t sure where you had went but he just knew he wanted you back, he realized how rude he was being to the doctor, so he calmed down a little and rubbed his eyes

“I just, i need her, i need y/n, please” he said, making his point with drastic hand gestures

“Ok, ok, I’ll have the receptionist call her darling, that sound good?” She asked, rubbing his shoulder

“Mhm” he nodded, not very sure of the nurse’s promise, he went back to his bed and patiently waited for you. He realized how that was the first time he had had a proper sleep since he got there, in your arms.

@iha8you

[daisyfield98]

[cherrieblossomm]

If i got a penny for every time I related to a 15 year old depressed boy called Charlie, I’d have two pennies, its not much but it’s weird it happened twice

[zanephillips]

The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)

[moonysprettypoison]

two of my fav movies/books { i havent read dps book tho}

[uncleroople]

Love always,

Charlie

[catboyglover]

my fave genre of characters: mirrorballs

[lovelyymeq]

[cheezy-whizz]

I hate that these are the characters I can relate to

[somnifobiacore]

it's the fucking season to feel like these mfs

[the-carpediem]

I don’t think you all understand, but I am Todd Anderson. I am Johnny Cade. I am Charlie Kelmeckis. I am Edwin Payne. And all of it is ruining and helping me slowly.

[st4rgzer]

SECRET SANTA (charlie tbobaw)

summary: charlie gets overwhelmed after secret santa

genre: fluff and angst

cw: mentions of smoking, kissing? Is that a warning?

a/n: this was requested by the marvelous @iha8you 😘 (sorry its short and sweet babes)

It was charlie’s turn to open his last present, He had already received the suit earlier, but now this was the big one, I found this typewriter at an old thrift shop and immediately thought of charlie. It was hid in a bag and wrapped with a white ribbon, I smiled giddily, excited at the thought of him opening it

“C’mon char, your turn!” I said eagerly, pointing at the brown bag with his name written on it in cursive.

He laughed and gently grabbed the bag, nearly dropping it underestimating the weight of it. He looked around and saw me smiling right at him god im bad at secret santa. Carefully, he pulled out the typewriter, his mouth falling agape.

“I-i” it warmed my heart seeing his smile, he was at a loss of words but Patrick cut him off before he could say anything

“What?? Thats waaay over the price limit” he bickered, flaunting his hand and exagerating his words.

“Who was it?” He looked around scanning our faces, its not like he cared that much but honestly he was a little tipsy and not really thinking straight (haha joke)

“I think thats for charlie to guess” i spoke up, looking over and smiling at him

“Um…i think it’s” he cleared his throat as he sat up, looking around but clearly having a person already in mind “y/n…?” I stood up and clapped a little, a dumb grin on my face.

“Of course it was you” patrick laughed and rolled his eyes amused.

He put the typewriter on the living room table safely and turned to me

“Thank you, y/n” he said softly, his voice was a little above a whisper, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly.

“No problem” i copied his tone, smiling warmly before letting go and sitting back on the carpet along with the others.

“No but, there was a price limit right? I know I’m high right now but I’m not making things up right?” He dragged, rambling on, the others just nodded, they were way too high to care, and they didn’t seem to notice charlie get up, I of course followed him. He went outside in the snow, i stayed quiet, curious as to what he was up to, then he laid down on the snow.

“Charlie! its freezing what are you doing?” I said rubbing my hands together, i stop my pace when I see tears in charlies eyes.

“Hey, hey whats wrong?” I sat next to him on the icy pavement, nearly slipping. I rubbed his back gently, he sniffled and turned to me, his cheeks were rosy pink from the cold, a quiet sob escaped his lips while he tried to talk.

“I…I’ve never had someone love me before, not like you…i dont deserve it…” his breath trembled and I watched the cold air escape his mouth while he talked, I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head, pulling him into a hug, his head rested on my shoulder soflty, squeezing his eyes tightly. I didnt care if it was -100º, I could’ve stayed here like this forever.

“Of course you deserve it char, you deserve everything” i whispered softly into his ear, not separating from the embrace, his hands wrapped around my waist tightly, it was almost like he was scared to let go.

He lifted his head from my shoulder, his eyes were glossy. I intertwined my fingers with his, we didn’t seem to notice the cold anymore, the warm feeling in my stomach was more than enough to make me forget about the ice underneath us.

“I really want to kiss you” he sighed, trying to not look at my lips, though failing greatly, I let out a breathy laugh and he smiled at me as if i was the only person on the planet, before i could say anything he cupped my cheek and he leaned into me, pressing his lips onto mine, they were as soft as the very snow around us, his other hand moves up under my shirt, lightly placing it on my waist, i winced a little at the sudden cold contact. My hands were tangled in his hair and his movements grew more desperate, our lips moving in a synchronized fashion, melting into eachother. We pulled apart to gasp for air, we were catching our breath and looked at eachother, we laughed at our looks, our lips a swollen mess.

“I love you, y/n”

“I love you too, char”

Best Christmas ever.

Idek why it looped but ig i fixed it 🙄

[lovelyrottingcrows]

it's hard being a possessed teen in this economy

[sturniolosiphone]

My Charlie Kelmeckis coded boy