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greenxgloss · 9 months ago

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Killing, Stalking (Charlie Walker)

tags: @nevvdrinksteaa @romanroyapoligist @444rockstargf @wildathevrt @urmomsucksfrogs @hxllhxund @xxbl00d-cl0txx @teamokirkhammett @kappasbbgirl @dory-98 @p1nkprincess444

Contents: smut, mentions of murder, stalking, dom!charlie, justifying murder (eek not proud of that one)

"watermelon lemon" Y/n said to herself as she picked out the carton of sodas. she was grocery shopping for herself because her mom refused to get groceries she liked. splurging on snacks was her favourite part of the month, picking out her favourite chips, ramen and baby carrots with a smile on her face.

"that'll be 25.76" the cashier read out and she happily handed him the cash as he began bagging everything. "have a nice day." she smiled and walked out with her bags.

the sun was now setting and the streets were warm and dim, her headphones on, playing quietly to make sure she could hear what was going on around her. he pranced slowly home while she heard rustling in the trees behind the house across the street. quickly, y/n rushed behind a wall and watched as a figure emerged slowly towards the house, a black cloke and knife in hand. her eyes widened and she was frozen in place. he didn't see her but she was too afraid to leave.

she looked up and saw a woman in the upstairs window, on the phone, seemingly unaware. y/n closed her eyes and sat down as she waited for whatever was happening to be over. soon she spotted the cloaked man leaving with his knife still dipped in bright red blood. she sat, taking deep breaths, so frightened she left without calling the cops. "what the fuck what the fuck!?" she whispered under her her breath and rushed home.

the locks clicked closed and she left her groceries at the door. for days she said nothing to no one, afraid that the murderer would come after her. She watched the news for updates and nothing came of it. a young girl from school murdered while she was home alone waiting for her study group to come over, what a cliche, she thought. y/n lacked empathy in this moment. it almost frightened her but she pushed through, knowing it would become guilt and she couldn't let that happen because guilt turns into self-sabotage.

At school, y/n kept to herself, often using the excuse that she needed to be alone when someone asked what her deal was. And here she is, sitting in the back of the empty library, eating her lunch and reading her favourite dystopian. "hey! y/n what's up? haven't seen you around in a while." you smiled up at him. "Robbie! hey. oh, everything that's been going on with the murders... I've just needed to clear my head a lot more often." she spoke, masking the nervousness. "well hey if you ever feel the need to surround yourself with handsome, innovative movie buffs, you're always welcome with Charlie and me." he smiled, grabbing his book and walking to the front desk. she kept her smile glued on until he was out of view.

something was bothering her though. After school she was the last to leave, lingering at her locker only because a little voice in her head told her to. She walked out of the school and saw a long-haired Charlie Walker tossing a ghost face mask into his car. her eyes widened and she acted like she didn't see a thing but of course hours later after dinner with her family, she snuck out her window in black clothes and walked to Charlie's house.

she climbed rather quietly up the tree outside his window. when he wasn't there she sighed. it's not him, you're crazy, she thought to herself as she began climbing down. but the door cracked open and in walked Charlie along with Jill. y/n was confused, why is she here? she asked herself. "no one saw you?" Jill asked Charlie. "no, babe. you need to calm down." he said, y/n already knowing this was a mistake. "I'm not going to fucking calm down, dickwad. this is serious and the plan could fall apart." she hissed, shoving him. y/n rolled her eyes.

she wasn’t close with Charlie and Robbie but she’d spoken with them in school in passing similar to the run-in at the library. y/n adored them, however. the boys were those people she would hope the best for and congratulate on every success, rooting for them on the sidelines. “Charlie this could be a disaster if we don’t stay on top of every detail. it has to be just like the movies.” with that y/n convinced herself they were recreating a movie for an event and she climbed down the tree, stealthily sneaking back into her own room. but of course, it ate away at her.

the following days at school y/n kept a close eye on Charlie, far enough away that he wouldn’t notice but close enough that she could catch every weird moment, every inconsistency and every slip-up. She caught Charlie and Jill sneaking off alone during class and meeting just before school.

y/n spied on them every chance she could and caught integral moments of Charlie and Jill’s plans. She began a journal, writing everything she saw. this was risky, she knows that but she also thought she was being careful.

her anxiety about seeing the girl be murdered had settled and she was getting bold; watching Charlie from his window, watching Charlie at school and sometimes following him home. y/n grew to like him. At first, she’d swoon over his eyes and how much she wanted to play with his hair. Of course, this planted another seed of guilt in her gut but her feelings for him grew and overshadowed the guilt.

y/n would find her hands in her shorts late at night in bed touching herself just thinking about Charlie. She fantasized about him but she never thought of really talking to him no she couldn’t do that. how evil would one have to be to knowingly be with a murderer let alone fantasize about one. oh, but his presence in her mind alone made her cross her legs and bite her lip.

one night, home alone, while she finished her homework, y/n went searching for her journal. “where the fuck is it?” she whispered to herself, tearing her backpack apart. soon she moved to her nightstand and her face heated up while her eyes weld up.

“This what you’re looking for?” y/n rushed to her feet and looked to her window and there he was in all his glory. “please… give that back,” she whispered to keep her voice from cracking. y/n avoided his gaze with shame taking over the fear she felt. “oh y/n you know I can’t do that baby.” he smiled at her, standing up from the ledge and looking around her room. the poor girl was frozen unable to decide what to do. “these last few weeks I wondered..” he stepped over to her bed confidently and took a seat. “what is she doing? why is she following me.. and then I saw you writing in this little furry notebook. oh! a diary. and I read it.” he spoke with a hiss in his voice, sly in his movements.

y/n didn’t know if she should feel afraid or disgusted with herself. a single tear escaped her eye. “no baby I read it all. Of course, I was a little worried at first. time to deal with a problem but I kept going. you liked it, didn’t you? you touched yourself to the thought of me.” he stood up and walked over to y/n who was still. he stopped in front of her and circled her, caressing her cheek and pulling her to his chest. “i-i wasn’t being serious.” she lied. “yes you were. otherwise… who were you performing for?” he asked, bending her over her bed. he unzipped his jeans. “tell me you want me, y/n. Say it baby.” he whispered.

she felt her stomach relax. “I do, I want you Charlie.” y/n whimpered. charlie pulled down her shorts roughly, swiping his thumb over her clit. “you look so pretty like this, so vulnerable and weak.” he spoke, taking his cock out and touching it to her pussy. his breath became heavy, hungry to feel her wrapped around him. y/n felt no different. She wanted him to take her roughly. of course, there was doubt but the lust was assertive.

he reached his hand to her mouth. “spit.” he spoke strictly. She listened to every word, spitting in his hand. he rubbed it on her entrance and she flinched at the sudden touch. “please Charlie.” you moaned desperately and with that he slowly slipped his cock into her, both their moans leaving their lips in unison. his grip tightened on her hips. “you think you can stalk me with no consequences? huh? you think you can follow me around town and I wouldn't get suspicious? I saw you outside my window, pretty girl.” he spoke with his tone softening at each word. he was enjoying her more than she knew.

she felt like this was an act of voyeurism with how he was nearly shaming her openly. charlie pointed out every time he spotted her watching. “does that feel good baby? Is this what you wanted? is it everything you’ve dreamed of?” he asked, thrusting harder and taking in every moan that would come out of her mouth and every lewd noise coming from their bodies crashing together. “fuck yes that’s so good.” and before she could say anything else he flipped her on her back and leaned down to kiss her. “you’re lips taste so good.” he said, thrusting so hard it could have been mistaken for claps. “let’s see how it tastes between your thighs.” he smiled, his lips coated in lust.

he trailed kisses down her neck then her thighs, never breaking eye contact. Y/n bucked her hips up with eagerness. "so needy for me?" Charlie teased. She nodded in response. "you're doing so good for me. such a nasty slut." he spoke between kisses, slowly inching towards her heat, he licked a stripe up her cunt causing her back to arch up. he moaned into every lick, sucking on her clit and sending electricity up her back. "fuck fuck that's so good." y/n moaned out. "im- I'm cumming oh shit." she exclaimed as the wave of ecstasy flowed through her body. "you taste so good baby." he pulled away, making sure she watched him lick his lips. "but I'm not done." he laughed, pushing his cock back into her pussy. "please I can't." she tried but her moans took over.

"your pussy was made for me to stretch out." he moaned into every thrust, rubbing her clit gently, knowing it was still sensitive. "make me cum the way you fantasized, y/n." he breathed out, lost in euphoria. y/n pushed him onto the bed and got on top. "I can do that." she smiled playfully as Charlie gasped. "oh you like being fucked by a killer." he laughed, his breath hitching as she began bouncing roughly. y/n leaned down to kiss him, biting his lip. She was now comfortable, not caring that he was sick and demented. he was too pretty and his dick was too good for her to care. the pair began moaning in unison until they both came and collapsed on top of each other.

"what about jill? I was under the impression that the two of you were together." she whispered, catching her breath, leaning over on his chest. "no things are over with her. She's a snotty bitch and she was never interested in it for the same reasons I was." he tried to get out but y/n didn't quite understand but she didn't ask questions, she was with him and that was all she could think about. being consumed by him. "do I need to worry about her?" she asked him as she leaned back. "probably. but right now all I wanna think about is playing with your tits." both y/n and Charlie laughed as he glued his hands to her chest.

I DID IT I WROTE A LONG SMUT FIC DID YALL LIKE IT? I'm gonna try and write like this more often it was a random idea I had I'm so proud of myself.

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greenxgloss · 1 year ago

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School Dance (Charlie Walker) NSFW

Tags: @wildathevrt @romanroyapoligist @444rockstargf @nevvdrinksteaa @hxllhxund @urmomsucksfrogs

Summary: you decide to go to the school dance with high expectations that weren't met until you left with School Cinema Nerd, Charlie Walker.

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected p in v, fingering, male receiving oral, praising, drug use, and I think that's it!

the school dance was moving slower than a fucking car without a battery and you were just about ready to leave until you spotted Charlie standing alone in the back of the gym. you approached him, curious as to why he was even here. usually, school dances weren’t his scene. parties, gatherings with lots of alcohol sure.. but school dances?? too tame for the cinema junkie.

“Charlie Walker.” you spoke matter of factly. “y/n?” he uttered, confused. “didn’t think school dances were your thing.” you told him as you leaned against the wall next to him and scanned the gym. “they’re not in all honesty. this one certainly isn’t.” he sighed, tossing his cup out in the nearest garbage can. “so why come? I thought if someone wasn't puking their guts out in a fern it wasn't the Charlie Walker scene.” you asked him, averting your gaze towards him. “I was hoping I was missing something about dances. I don’t know I got my hopes up I guess, but this totally bummed me out.” he answered, shifting in place, unable to laugh at my joke.

you both stood quiet for a moment. he looked over at you before looking back at the crowd. “you look good tonight.” he tried to sound confident but the nervousness slipped through. “thanks, nerd. has anyone spiked the punch yet?” you asked, crossing your arm across your chest. “not that I’ve heard. I should have known tonight was gonna be a dud when not even Robbie wanted to come.” he said and began walking out. you watched him and decided to follow him out. “wanna come to the woods with me and smoke?” you suggested, flashing the joint in your purse. he nodded. “thank god.” his eyes lit up.

when the two of you were far enough from civilization you took a seat on a log and began lighting the joint. “y/n to the rescue huh?” you said while concentrating on the lighter. "I'm definitely the final girl right now." he said causing you both to giggle. “I’m hoping this makes my night at least a little better.” he said, taking it from your hand and taking a drag. “so why were you at the dance?” he asked, handing the joint back to you. “uhh okay this might sound embarrassing but I thought I could help make the dance a little more exciting.. but I swear the school gym’s atmosphere refuses to let people let loose..” you giggled, taking a few hits and tapping out the ash.

when the weed began taking its effects the both of you just stared at each other, letting a giggle slip through every once in a while. “fuck I love weed.” you said, leaning on Charlie causing him to erupt into laughter. “you act like you’ve never smoked before.” he said, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his dress pants. “no I’ve been smoking for a while now I just like to appreciate the weed.” you smiled blissfully. "I suppose that makes sense for you." he lit a cigarette and took a drag before offering it to you. you took up the offer and puffed. “you know Charlie... I’ve always thought you were cute. that nerdy thing is really working for you.” you said as you handed him the cigarette. “yeah? i guess the feelings mutual.” he smiled.

you leaned in and kissed him. “ever had sex before, nerd?” you whispered. he smiled “Not yet no.” he answered bashfully. “do you want to?” you asked as you straddled him. he nodded frantically. “i- just don’t know what to do.” he admitted, sheepishly. “touch me wherever you want, nerdy boy.” you said as you began placing wet kisses on his neck. you took in the smell of his cologne that caused you to soak your panties. he roughly shoved a hand under your dress. “gentle. you’re going to hurt me.” you whispered as you caught his hand. “mhm.” he uttered, melting under your lips. “touch me here.” you directed him to your clit and he began rubbing slow circles. “that’s it just like that. you smell so good Charlie.” you tell him, stifling your moans.

he slipped a finger into your cunt and curled it while he pressed his thumb to your clit. “you’re doing so good Charlie.” you told him as your grip on the back of his neck tightened. your lips now an inch away as you both breathed heavily. “I really need you.” you said as you stood up to unbutton his pants. “I’ve been waiting for this for like ever.” he laughed, in shock as he watched you softly pull his dick out of his pants and slowly slip it in your heat where his fingers once were. “yeah? you dream about fucking me?” you asked the nerd as you watched his brain shortcircuit. “always.” he fought the words out. “fuck I’m so horny for you Charlie.” you let out as you grind your hips down, feeling the gentle movements of him inside you, filling you up perfectly. "I wish you'd said something sooner." he managed out between low groans.

“I think I’m close Charlie.” you spit the words out as you clenched around him, your body spasming lightly at every thrust. “cum for me?” he whispered as he gripped your hips. As you felt yourself chasing your orgasm Charlie began to talk you through it. “shhh baby it’s okay yeah cum all over me.” he muttered sweetly, leaving kisses all over your cleavage, lewd sounds of your skin slapping together. your moans staggered as you collapsed on him. “fuck, walker.. that might have been the best dick I’ve ever had.” you joked as he rubbed your back. “I’m not finished, y/n.” he spoke as he helped you stand up and guided you to your knees. “suck me off baby.” he growled and you listened, kissing up his shaft and wrapping your lips around his cock and maintaining eye contact. “you look so pretty sucking my cock like that, princess.” he caressed your face.

you began deep-throating his length, gagging and gargling, sending shivers through his body. "yeah just like that." he moaned, his head flying back. "fuck." he let out before shooting hot ropes of cum down your throat, swallowing every drop before standing up and kissing him. "I guess you knew what you were doing after all?" you said, licking the slick off your lips. "porn is a thing, y/n... I improvised.. anyway I'd really like to improvise again yeah?" he said before you both gathered your things and walked out of the woods together. "yeah... I'd like that."

A/N: i hope you guys liked this one lol I've noticed that I haven't really gotten many fics on my timeline and that topped with like 4 people saying their rory obsession was over lowkey sad so here you go sillies

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