#i dont like charlie if you couldn't tell

[mooncalf87]

Moon rant 'o the day: Charlie Morningstar hate rant (don't cancel me this is jist my opinion)

Honestly, what the hell makes Charlie think she is capable of helping people to be better? She is THEE Princess of HELL, as far as she knows, she could be more vile and cruel then any sinner down there. She was born and raised in hell, wtf gives her the idea that she is so perfect?? And honestly I feel like her methods are just gonna make sinners worse. She hurts them emotionally, crosses firmly set boundaries, and doesn't seem to respect what anyone else thinks, always doing things her way.

Vaggie was hiding an extremely traumatic event from her, because she didn't wanna talk about it??? Oh yeah Charlie that is 100% your invitation to guilt trip her about it once you find out 😁 you're an AMAZZINGGG partner. I bet half thr reason Vaggie never told her was cause Charlie probably didn't give a shit enough about someone other then herself to ask Vag about her past.

She only ever seems to care about HERSELF, and making HERSELF look good to Hell and Heaven. She doesn't seem to give two shits about Angel or Pentious, or anyone else in the hotel for that matter. She never even called her father until she wanted something from him, and then only seems interested in his presence if it benefits her hotel and shit.

[australet789]

I think we are sleeping on Charlie's determination and goals

Because when she, Vaggie and Angel confront Pentious and the last two want to kill him, Charlie lets that out as an option. She doesnt tell them "NO", she knows they are in Hell and that's normal, and that redeeming the souls comes from EACH one of them. She knows Sir Pentious story, so she knows how to help.

That's why she hasn't been able to help Angel, because she didnt know the extend of the abuse. And since Angel didnt want help she couldn't do it.

So when we go into episode 4 you see the reasons why forcing yourself into helping isn't that easy. Sure, Charlie could have killed Valentino but that doesn't help Angel and what he is going through. It's not only the abuse, but the cycle of self-hatred that came with it. And it's not one day, it's a process and Charlie KNOWS THAT.

I dont know, im so used to see this "oh, one song, 2 episodes and we are all fine" it's refreshing seeing the protagonist actually stoping and say "this is not easy, i need to work with this people and find ways to help" instead of just pressuring them to change in one second or one single speech.

And that's how redemption works! It's a process and you have to start somewhere!

Im babbling at this point but like, props really to Charlie and how they are handling her character and her ideas.

[starlight-write]

Bad idea

A/N: Yeah...it's been six months since I've even touched this blog but I have a new hyperfixation so here we are. Kind of wrote this in a daze but let me know what you think, as well as any other prompts or requests you'd like to see!

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairings: Ler!Alastor, Lee!Angeldust, Switch!Charlie (All Platonic)

Summary: Angel somehow convinces Charlie to pull a prank on Alastor. Neither are prepared for the consequences this will have.

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Mild sex jokes

Word Count: 2145

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Yeah this was a bad idea.

Rapid footsteps could be heard booming down the hallways of the hotel as Charlie and Angeldust found themselves running for their lives away from one of the most powerful overlords in Hell.

Charlie couldn't quite say what possessed her to get involved with one of Angeldust's pranks, maybe it was boredom or a desire to bond with her friend, but common sense should've told her to back out once Angel named their target.

It was no secret the Radio Demon had a soft spot for his favorite dish which he cooked at the same time each day without fail.

It was also no secret that the demon's oral hygiene was...lacking.

No matter how many times he was informed of this fact, politely or otherwise, Alastor just did not seem to care about keep that particular area clean.

So of course, when the spider demon suggested the two of them mix toothpaste in with the demon's jambalaya, Charlie knew the deal was too hilarious to pass up.

The look on the demon's face when he came back to see that his food had turned blue was priceless.

Yeah, a bad idea, but hilarious nonetheless.

Or it would be until the demon had caught up to them at least.

Neither of them thought the demon would actually hurt them over something like this, seeing as it would hurt his own goals in the long run, but they weren't too keen on finding out what he would do instead.

The pair stopped abruptly at the end of the hallway in front of the only other elevator on that floor. Angeldust crouched and frantically pressed the down button, while Charlie's dumbass was trying to pry the doors open.

"You're seriously telling me you didn't have a better escape plan than just yelling 'Run'?"

"Hey, I didn't actually think we'd make it as far as actually getting into that creep's room. The plan was to at least be able to outrun you but you're a lot faster than I would've thought, Princess." The spider chucked.

The girl's jaw dropped at hearing that. "I thought this stupid prank was a chance for us to bond! You were just going to ditch me to take the fall for your stupid idea?!?!"

The elevator chimed as the doors opened.

"Yeah, pretty much." The spider chuckled as he jumped inside.

Betrayal and a bit of anger filled the girl as her eyes went red and horns grew on top of her head. She grunted as she tackled her friend inside the elevator, doors closing behind her.

Angel grunted as he hit the ground. "Aww, did I make the pretty princess mad? I don't see what the big deal is, whatever that red freak has planned, he'll go a lot easier on you." The demon said as he smiled up at his friend.

"Yeah, well you're gonna wish you'd stayed behind once I'm through with you."

With that, the girl began skittering her fingers rapidly underneath the spider's arms.

Whatever smartass remark Angel was going to say next died in his throat and was replaced with hysterical laughter as his worst spot was targeted.

"aaa-AAH! AHAHA-Charlie! CHARLIHEHEHEHAHA!!! WAHAHAHIT!! Wait- DONT- AHAHAHAA!!!" The spider demon cried out as he began kicking his legs viciously.

Charlie had been meaning to test her friend's sensitivity for a while now. She had seen how small touches and pokes affected her friend from time to time. She'd noticed when Husk began giving quick pinches to the spider's ribs whenever he mad a dirty joke or was becoming too much for the cat to handle. Or when her girlfriend used a pen to poke around the spider's torso whenever she needed to herd him away from something. She especially noticed how Angel's face contorted each time as he fought to suppress his smile. Charlie had been waiting for the longest time to ask the demon about it, or test her theory herself. Y'know... to bond.

So yeah, Angel had this coming for a while now.

So focused on her revenge, neither her or Angel noticed the elevator open to the main floor, where Alastor was waiting patiently for the two of them right outside the entrance.

"Well well well, seems the two little troublemakers have turned on each other already, how fun!" The demon grinned evilly before conjuring up a pair of tentacles to yank the pair out of the elevator.

The two of them yelped as they were dragged from their hiding spot and held midair by the appendages.

Alastor looked the two of them up and down, eye twitching as he did so. "So...it's clear to me that you two heathens are looking for a death sentence, which I am more than happy to provide. But before I get to teaching the two of you a lesson, I am curious who's genius idea it was to mess with the Radio Demon in the first place."

"Mine!" Angel exclaimed proudly. Earning a confused look from Charlie.

"What? He clearly thought my idea was good, obviously I want credit for it." Smug bastard. Alastor did not seem amused with his confession however, Angel's comment actually seeming to have annoyed him even further.

"I thought so." The demon said. "I'd expect this level of childishness from someone like you, although I'm thankful it wasn't of a more perverted nature. However..." He turned his focus to Charlie who was still trying to wriggle her way out of the grip the appendage had around her waist.

"I expected much more from you, Charlie. Why I'd go as far to say I'm disappointed in you."

She felt a pang in her chest at hearing the demon's words.

"No, Alastor...I'm sorry if we upset you. I just thought it would be a bit of harmless fun! And Angel never asks to do anything with me so I got a bit excited. I'm sorry."

A frown quickly replaced Angel's smug grin and he averted his gaze to the floor.

Alastor couldn't help but chuckle at the two of them. "Oh you two are so sweet...it makes me sick. But how could I not accept such a heartfelt apology coming from my favorite hostess?"

The two perked up almost immediately.

"So...we're off the hook?" Angel asked hopefully.

Alastor fiddled with his staff as if bored by this whole conversation. "Well, seeing that neither of you are getting maimed today, I'd say yes...to an extent."

"To an extent?" The princess asked.

"Well I still have to teach the two of you a lesson somehow. No one messes with the Radio Demon and gets away with it." He smiled. "However, I do believe Charlie here has given me a wonderful idea how to do that~"

She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean by-AAAAAAAA!!"

Charlie let out a shriek as she felt something wriggle on the back of her knee. She looked down to see a much smaller tentacle scribbling along the dreaded spot. She began kicking her legs out desperately only to be stopped by two more tentacles holding them in place.

The attack quickly threw the girl into hysterics, the one tentacle already throwing her into a frenzy. Screaming and whipping her head side to side, she pushed and pounded her fists against the appendage retraining her, trying and failing to reach down to stop the offending tentacle that was honing in on her worst spot.

Angeldust couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic reaction. Although, he wasn't too keen on getting his shit wrecked again. Thinking he could use his charm to smooth-talk his way out of this situation, seeing as the demon avoided him like the plague if he could talk dirty enough.

"You guys are full of surprises today, arent'cha?" He said using his little flirtatious tone, knowing it annoyed Alastor to no end. "I'm proud your old ass is finally experimenting, dust nuts. I'm more than happy to help you explore with bondage but I can't say I'm all that into this tickling stuff."

The demon turned to him and grinned evilly. "Oh, good! That's exactly what I was afraid of."

Yeah, bad idea.

Angel's wrists were snatched up by yet another appendage before two more attacked his underarms for the second time that day.

"GAHAHAHAHAHAD OKAY!! OKAY CUHUHUHUT IT OHOHOUT!!"

Angel screamed, trying with all his power to pull his arms down but it was no use, the radio demon had the two of them completely and hopelessly trapped.

Alastor just hummed, pressing a hand to his chin and pretended to think. "Don't think you two have learned your lesson quite yet. Although, I am new to this particular method. Hows about I ask an expert. Oh Charlie~" He turned to the princess again. "Do tell me, how effective would you say is tickling your enemies into submission?"

The poor girl couldn't even get a word out between her screaming fits of laughter. All she could do was shake her head and pound her fists against her restraints as the back of her knee was tickled mercilessly.

"AAHAHAHAHA- STAHAHAAAAAA- ALASTAAAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHE-"

Alastor leaned in with one hand cupping his ear. "What's that? I'm sorry, I couldn't quite understand. I don't speak heathen, after all." He teased. "Angeldust would you mind interpreting?"

Angel began to lose himself in his own fit of hysterics as yet another one of the tentacles found its way to his stomach, scribbling wildly.

Although he was tempted to sprout his extra sets of arms, Angel has been in enough tickle fights with Cherri to know that underneath those arms would be exploited as well and just make the agonizing feeling ten times worse.

It took a lot more work for Angel to reach the same level of hysterics Charlie was currently in. Even with the three tentacles making him laugh his head off, Angel would say he was still holding out better than he normally would. At least compared to Charlie, who wasn't even fully restrained but was still completely losing her mind just from that one spot.

Alastor noticed this as well and seeing as anything more would probably make the poor girl faint, he focused his attention on Angeldust.

"You still feeling smart? Tell me, you still think your little genius idea was worth the trouble?"

The demon conjured up yet another pair of tentacles to poke and prod at his victim before they settled on attacking the demon's thighs instead.

Whatever control Angeldust thought he'd maintained before disappeared immediately. The merciless tickling in three different areas proved too much for him to handle.

"NOOHOHOHO- NO! I DOHOHOHON'T! I'M SORRYHEHEHEHEHE- I PROHOHOMISE IT WON"T HAHAHAPPEN AGAHAHAHAIN!!!"

"Good enough."

And with that, the tickling stopped. The tentacles carefully setting Charlie on the ground and disappearing while Angeldust was unceremoniously dropped midair.

Charlie huffed and hugged her legs to her chest, residual laughter still wracking her body.

Angeldust peeled his face off the ground and tried to recover from the torture as well.

"Well, I certainly hope that little lesson drilled something useful into your skulls. It's almost as if you act like children, you'll be treated as such. Thank you, Charlie for that wonderful new torture tactic." He said smiling down at his victims.

Angeldust huffed and brushed himself off as he finally stood up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm glad you found something that gets your dick hard, just remember that consent is key before you go around fucking people up. I mean look at Charlie, you practically killed her." He said, gesturing to his friend who was still lying on the floor.

The demon let out a short laugh as he looked at the girl. Alastor snapped his fingers and a glass of water appeared beside Charlie's corpse.

"Well this certainly was an entertaining bonding activity." He said, turning to Angeldust once more.

"Just remember, I won't be as forgiving the next time you decide to pull a stunt like this." The demon said, finally before making his way back down the hall.

"If you took care of that rancid breath I wouldn't have too!" Angel shouted.

"Smells better than the musk you track in after one of your little shoots!"

Angeldust flipped the demon off as he watched him disappear down the hallway.

Eh, he's got a point. He thought to himself and looked down at his friend who was still in a fetal position on the floor.

Charlie had finally caught her breath and turned over on her back. Angel crouched down to inspect the damage.

"You alive?" He asked, giving her a soft punch on her arm.

The princess just glared at him and stuck a finger in his face.

"I am never listening to your dumbass again." She declared, earning another laugh from her friend.

"Yeah, that was a bad idea."

[thesupernaturalhouse]

Vaggie: Alastor can you watch the eggs their being....eggs and I have to- just take them off my hands

Alastor: ooo i certainly will....

Vaggie:.....in a peaceful manner. Alastor.

Alastor: mmm well that's less fun, also why should I watch them?

Vaggie: well you're going to some meeting and I have to help charlie-

Alastor: didn't she excuse you from your duties for today?

Vaggie:...why would she- why would I ask for that??

Alastor: why, you have to come to this meeting to my dear!

Vaggie: no I dont?? It's an overlord meeting I'm not an overlord-

Alastor: but you are!

Vaggie: if anything charlie should probably be going with you rather then me- what what??

Alastor: I'll explain on the way! *just fucking leaves*

Vaggie: wha- alastor! Alastor I swear to the lord you better explain!

Alastor: hmmm, well you're an overlord my dear I don't think there's anything else TO explain

Vaggie: right...but I'm NOT an overlord??

Alastor: I beg to differ, I knew there was something off about you but couldn't place it until Charlie said something

Vaggie: Charlie- what does- okay you know what? You're insane. I'm going to go talk to Charlie myself!

Alastor grabs her shirt collar like a kitten: ah-ah-ah you have a meeting to attend my dear! It's be bad manners if you skipped it, whoch I suppose you've been skipping them for the past 5 or so years?

Vaggie: No, I haven't! and let go of my you asshole!

Alastor: hmmm no I don't think I will~ come on now! We're already half way there!

Vaggie: ugh, at least tell me how you and xharlie think I'm an overlord- which I'm NOT by the way!

Alastor: well...do you remember that sinner you saved? The one you had a slat with and ended uo teaching self defense?

Vaggie: how do you-....ah, charlie- what does that have to do with anything??

Alastor radio noise of displeasure: well, APPARENTLY they told more demons, you DO remember the large influx of demons who came to you right?

Vaggie: I.....I um....yeah....

Alastor: well they said they owed you 'favors' correct?

Vaggie:....fuck.

Alastor: they gave you their souls until said favor is called upon! You not using it has apparently given you the reputation of a very lenient overlord, a defensive and protective one at that! So more people cane to you, you trianed them in defense and most gave you their souls so you could call upon them for a favor at a time of your choosing!

Vaggie: going through the 5 stages of grief trying to process it all

Alastor: On top of that, the other overlords seem to be threatened by the fact you have so many souls and demons going to you WILLINGLY, you not showing up to meetings and beong little morningstars girlfriend doesnt help that either!So this will be a fun first meeting~

Vaggie: no no no no no nope! Alastor, you let me go right this second! I am not- no! Alastor! Alastor!!!

Zestial: Alastor and...oh the defensive Overlord nice to meet you again nd to finally meet you

Vaggie: ¿¡Quién diablos es esta araña joder!? (Who the hell is this spider fuck!?)

Part 1 | Part 2(here!!) | Part 3

[babydolls-writing-space]

“I’m here now, my deer”

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hi, this was requested so I hope you all like it! Not proof read

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This week was a rough week for you- there have been a lot of issues and chaos going on lately due to the extermination coming up lately. Auntie Charlie and vaggie have been running around and trying to figure out a plan. Uncle husk and big brother angel/ sir pentious have been making weapons and trying to build protection to help protect the hotel and you papa has been making sure things have been going ok and has been going to a lot of meetings with the overloads so you have been alone a lot this week. Heck you even got put in time out a few times because you were upset that no one was around and that your papa was missing.  

Like he was there for a few small moments at a time, and he always put you to bed but you still missed him and wanted to spend more time with him. This wasn’t fair to you; you were just a small little baby. You shouldn't be alone; you should be in papa's arms while he sings you soft songs as he feeds you a bottle. But no, you were in your tiny room all by yourself.  

It was in the late afternoon; the sun was beaming through the windows of your nursery, and you were in your crib. You had just woken up from your nap and you were not having it right now, 

you had a dream where people were saying icky things to you and your Carrers just watched and didn't say anything. You had tears in your eyes that were soon running down your face, and you were whining as you held your blanky close to you. Before you could roll over and see you heard the door open  “Sweet pea...?” you heard a familiar voice say as they walked over to you. When you looked up you saw your papa, he smiled softly but you could tell in his eyes he looked a little worried for you. “What is wrong my dear...?” He asked as he gently picked you up from your crib, with your blanket around you. You tried to use your words however you couldn't, there had been to much going on and you couldn't bear it anymore, you just felt your tiny self-get to overwhelmed and started to cry into your papas shoulder.   

“Now now my little deer what's the matter..?” he asked as he gently rubbed his hand over your back trying to calm down “Did you have a bad dream..?” he asked as he gently swayed with you. You nodded your tiny little head softly “Aw your poor thing.. Lets get you a bottle made..” he said as he gently carried you in his arms to the kitchen as he started to make you a bottle.  

He gently fed you as he carried you back to your room and sat in the nursery. It stayed quite for awhile however once you were done he sat the bottle on a side table as gently rubbed your back as you laid on his chest “Why did you have a bad dream my little fawn?” he asked softly. Words were  hard since you were small right now, so feeling bad you gently pointed at him. “Me..?” he asked softly as he tried to think about it. “Is it because ive been busy..?” he asked, and when you gave a small nod he felt horrible “I know ive been busy my little fawn... im so sorry i dont mean to be...it must be hard for you since its been so crazy..” You nodded again as a small sigh left your mouth.  

“I promise i will try to be here more my little deer..” He said softly. “What would you like to do today my little fawn.. We can do anything you want to...” alastor said as he gently looked over to you. You bable softly in respone, a soft smile on alastors face as you do “Hm, that sounded like music, am i right?” he asked. You cooed at his answer which basically meant yes so with a smile he gently got you up and carried you to your changing table “ok baby fawn but you gotta get changed first, and then we can ok?”. You nodded softly as he changed you and put you in a onesie, then he grabbed your blanky, paci, and stuffie as he made his way to his raido tower. He opend the window softly as he went and sat in his chair as he turned on his raido which turned on soft lullubys for you as he gently swayed with you and your stuffie. 

The night was peaceful as later made you dinner, read you books, and gave you a bubble bath, because no matter how busy he was, Alastor always made time for you, after all he was your papa, and you were his fawn.  

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[zippidi-dooda]

"Charlie, hello again!" You smiled, hanging your stethoscope around your neck.

The man in question walked over to you, holding a small bundle in his arms.

"What seems to be the issue this time?"

Chuckling, he grabbed your arm and led you towards your office, "nothin' too major, I don't think. But you'll probably want to keep the door closed for the other patients."

Concerned, you frowned and allowed him to close the door behind you, going over to the sink to thoroughly wash your hands.

"Place 'em on the bed there and tell me what's been going on."

"Well, ya see, I found this gal on my way to ...."

You listened to Charlie explain the situation, pulling on a pair of latex gloves and grabbing your usual tools for the job.

You weren't sure what he'd brought in this time or what ailment you'd have to treat, but you believed you had been accustomed enough to his spread of injuries and illnesses you'd be able treat this one no problem.

"Alright, let's see what's up with you old girl." You lifted the heat resistant blanket from the bundle that had been placed on the bed.

And then, laying in the fluffy heap, your eyes locked onto the golden eyes of a scaley, iguana sized creature huffing before you.

"Charlie," you mustered out, voice low and cool, "why am I looking at a dragon?"

"Well, hopefully to help her out. Now, her breed is normally prone to blowing plumes of fire so we should go carefully about this, but she hasn't exactly been too energetic since I found her. She is-"

You looked at him, raising a hand, "That's not what I mean, Charlie. Why did you bring her here? I know I've helped you out many times before but I've never handled a dragon before! What happened to the reserve's doctor?"

He breathed out a laugh, running a hand through his curly red locks. "She's been out and no one's been able to reach her. Look, you know I'd have checked in with her first if I could've. I care deeply about these guys, I'm not careless."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "I'm aware of that. But there wasn't anyone else you could've went to? Someone more qualified and experienced to handle her?"

"You were the first person I thought of. She has a high fever, there's swells along her snout, and her wing's out of sorts. I was able to splint it but I think we'd both feel more at ease if you took a look at her. Please, Y/N, there has to be something you can do."

You couldn't help sighing at his plea, freckled face curled into a hopeful pout.

"Step back, Weasley," you raised the heart of the stethoscope, "I'll see what I can do."

You did your usual checkup and routine care for the small thing, getting down to the root of the problem, and soon enough the poor baby was fast asleep.

You cleaned up, tossing out your gloves, and gave the rundown to Charlie.

"Her wing fracture had been infected, which explains the fever and why you found her so drousy. I'm not sure how long she's been like this, but everything is stable now."

You jotted down in your clipboard.

"You did good with the splint, I dont expect there to be any complications with her wing development. Just keep it on her for a while and have her take some of this alongside her meals, okay," you handed him a prescription. "Oh, and make sure you check in with her regular doctor as soon as you get the chance."

Charlie grinned, kneeling next to the bed. With a finger, he stroked the dragon's head softly eliciting a rumbly purr from her chest.

"She's already looking better. You're a natural at this, Y/N!"

"Please, Charlie, don't surprise me like this again." You frowned.

He reached out to you, pulling you down to his side. "Ehe, don't know if I can do that."

"Charlie."

"But, I will work on having another specialist called to work with us down at the reserve. In case something like this happens again. I honestly don't know where the old nurse went ...."

You watched the small puffs of smoke float from the dragon's nostrils as she snored.

"I'm just glad I was able to do something."

"Well, you did take a bloody long time to get started."

You glared from the corner of your eye.

He laughed, draping an arm around your shoulder, drawing you close. "I'm kidding! Sorta. You did great, doll. Say ... you ever think about working with me at the reserve? We were just about looking to take in more pretty vets like you to help out."

You rubbed your temple. "Oh my lord."

He took your chin to look at you. "I'm serious."

"L/N, we have that appointment waiting for you at ... oh, my. I'll just ... tell them you'll be a minute."

[bimobuddy]

Cut the Cat-itude

sfw Hazbin TK fic

Lee!Husk, Ler!Alastor

CW: feet, kinda? It's more 'bean' related since they're paws

Summary: Husk is grumpy and doesn't think Alastor's jokes are funny, but the Radio Demon is determined to get a chuckle out of him.

Husk groaned and let his head thump against the bar counter. Alastor must have been in some sort of mood that day, he hadn't stopped telling awful jokes all morning. First most people were laughing with him, then it was just Charlie and Nifty, and now even Charlie was trying to excuse herself because "Oh you know, Hotel Stuff, ahaha.."

Husk looked over at Nifty who was still giggling away at everything the boss said, but then again he didn't know what went on her feral little head. He reached for his drink again only to have it yoinked away by a familiar looking shadow.

"Hey!" He sat up, reaching for it back, but Alastor's shadow just grinned and stretched upward, holding it out of reach. Husk grumbled. He knew this game. "I ain't flyin' for you, give it back." The shadow wiggled it over his head, taunting.

"Alastor, put this damn thing on a leash. Only you would somehow manage to lose control over your own shadow." He muttered the last part.

"Oh Husker, I didn't 'lose control' over him, he's free range." The host grinned, looking at Husk a bit longer than usual. Husk didn't know why he was staring at him until it suddenly clicked and he sighed. "Was that supposed to be another joke? Al, that wasn't even a real joke."

"Oh you're right, that was a total cat-astrophe!" A laugh track played off his cane, followed by Nifty who enjoyed the joke a little too much, "Ahahahahaha! Becahause he's a cahat!" She laughed. Husk folded his ears back and groaned.

"Oh relax, old friend, I'm just kitten around!" He grinned at Husk, who frowned in response. Alastor strutted up to the bar and leaned against it. The Shadow disappeared, taking the bottle with him, only making Husk grumpier.

"Clearly those weren't funny enough for you.. maybe I ought to put my thinking-cat on and come up with some more!" He let out a laugh, followed by the classic laugh track again. "Or maybe you just don't have a sense of humor. I mean just look at darling little Nifty, she's hiss-terical!" Of course this was followed up by Nifty losing her absolute mind.

Husk only sighed and rolled his eyes. "You done yet?"

"Not yet. What's a cat's favorite book? The Great Cats-by! Oh, why did the cats ask for a piano? To make mew-sic, of course!" He laughed and looked back at Husk, who somehow looked even grumpier than he did five minutes ago.

Well this wouldnt do.

"Why don't you cut the cat-itude, dear friend?" He snapped his fingers and two shadowy tentacles rose up from the floor behind Husk. Before he could react, the wrapped around his upper arms, hoisting him up about a foot off the floor, and proceeded to wiggle the tips into his underarms.

Husk had started to kick, biting his lip, cheeks puffed out, as he didn't want to give Alastor the reaction he wanted. The Radio Demon didn't seem to mind though.

"What's a cat's favorite cereal? Mice Crispies!" The tentacles wiggled down his ribcage, starting to get little huffs and muffled noises.

"If cats taught schools, what do you think they'd be called? Purr-fessors!" The tentacles traced and wiggled down his sides, causing him to hold his breath, his face and ears going red from how hard he was fighting back his laughter.

"What do you call a cat that likes to bowl? An alley cat!" Finally the tentacles found their way to his tummy and he couldn't take it anymore. Husk tossed his head back and laughed, reflexively flapping his wings to try an get away, much to the delight of the Shadow, which had been trying to make him fly earlier.

"Ahahahahahaha! Ahahalast- Alastohor!" He tried to growl to cancel out the laughter but it came out as more of a panicked, choked giggle.

"See, I knew you'd come around!" Alastor said cheerfully. "Now, why dont cats shop online? They prefer cat-alogues!" Husk's laughter kicked up a notch when one of the tentacles started to wiggle into his lower belly, where there was a bit more pudge. His tail whipped around trying to smack it away but it was no use.

Husk suddenly made the mistake of trying to kick out at Alastor, across the counter. A third tendril rose up and caught his ankle before he made contact, as Alastor leaned back just a bit. He stepped to the side a little to make eye contact. "Now, Husker, is that any way to thank someone who's only trying to make you smile?" He chuckled.

The third tendril started to wiggle into the heart shaped pad at the bottom of his paw. Husk, a little startled, let out a high pitched, squeaky giggle that did not sound like himself at all.

Even Alastor was caught off guard enough for the tendrils to disappear and let him go, letting him drop with a soft thud. Husk groaned as he hit the floor and panted. "Damn you, Alastor.." He grumbled, sitting up.

"Too late, we're already in Hell!" Alastor laughed. Husk chuckled a little then quickly stopped himself. But of course the radio host heard it. "Oh? Did I finally get a genuine laugh out of you?" He asked, leaning on his can to be eye level with the bartender.

Husk sighed, folding his ears down. "Shut up... I gotta get back to work." He muttered, starting to wipe down the counter.

As Alastor turned to walk away, Husk called out again. "Slapstick Comedy. Just for future reference, so you don't have to tickle me next time, I tend to like Slapstick Comedy."

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Author Note

Aahhhhh I couldn't figure out how to end this naturally I'm sorrryyyy!!!

Though I do already have another idea for a Lee!Husk fic that I'm gonna start writing immediately after posting this one, so I MIGHT post it tonight, but it might wait until tomorrow, we'll see :)

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Heya! Saw you were in need of some hazbin requests- would you be okay writing something angsty? I liked your earthborn idea, so you can use that concept for the reader <3 maybe teen!reader is having a rly tough time mentally at the hotel? Panic attacks, loss of appetite, the whole lot of it. You can take this anywhere it goes, I won’t mind. And if you can’t/don’t want to write it no worries! (Also, on a serious note I am getting help currently. Please don’t worry about my mental well-being ❤️)

So abrupt ending, ran out of idea and then got a headache, hope you're doing well. <3

Cut because readers thoughts get real panicked

You weren't a sinner, you haven't even died yet.

Why were you here?

Was everyone right? Did you truly deserve this?

They can't be-, you are still mortal. Then why were you even in Hell?

Why Why why-

You couldn't tell anyone, not that you don't trust them! All of the people (are they even still people if they are dead? Demons?), are nice and you just don't want to worry them with the truth.

-

"Have any of you seen (Y/n)? They are always willing to help me with taste testing my food?" Niffty asked after finishing cooking for the hotel.

"Haven't actual seen them today. I think they are sleeping though the day. I would." Said Husk, cleaning a glass.

"They've been skittish the past few days when they aren't in their room." Alastor stated, "More jumpy that usual."

"(Y/n) haven't been like this since they first got here." Said Charlie with a remorseful look. "I hope I didn't push them to hard on redemption, I know they can be sensitive about certain things."

"Like how all of this could be for nothing?" Said Alastor with a chuckle. "They might realize that and miss their old life. Realizing that they can't actually get better than hell."

"I'm checking on them." Said Vaggie, getting up and heading towards (Y/n)'s room.

"Just don't be too pushy! And make sure they've eaten! And water!" Said Charlie after Vaggie.

-

Vaggie remembers the look on your face when you realized you were in Hell being the one who found you wondering aimlessly. Your transition to a sinner wasn't a pretty one, after accepting Charlie's offer at the hotel the two didn't see you for almost two weeks. Vaggie thought you left until Charlie convinced you to come out of your room.

You look lost when you opened the door. The two only realized that you were young, not a child but not completely an adult. Charlie didn't force you to talk about what you were thinking, just got you to eat something and drink water then take a shower with some borrowed clothes.

Vaggie had moved you to a closer room to the two of them. You didn't have anything to move out so you just followed the two. They kept an eye on you since, making sure you realized that this wasn't the end.

Vaggie grumbled on her breath, standing infront of your door. Knocking with no answer.

"Kid, I know you're in there. Just want to make sure you're okay."

"..."

"(Y/n) did one of these assholes do something? I'll kick their ass if they did." Vaggie continued. "... You haven't closed yourself off like this since you first got here."

Hearing a sniffle after bring that up, clued Vaggie in what might be wrong.

"Look, I'm not like Charlie and will break the door down instead of talking to you for 2 weeks waiting for you to open it."

" 'm fine Vaggie."

"When was the last time you ate?"

"..."

"Or drank any water? Or even took a shower?"

"Give me a second."

-

(Y/n) would have jump out of the window if it wasn't that far. They looked for any escape route from Vaggie and the conversation they would have. (Y/n) could hide in the closet but they spent their childhood in there, they dont want to go back.

With a quick push the trash under their bed and make themselves presentable, they open the door and Vaggie look unimpressed.

"Come on, Niffty made food. You're eating." Said Vaggie not giving (Y/n) a chance to say no by grabbing their hand and pulling them along.

"Okay..."

"Charlie gonna want to know what upset you." Said Vaggie, (Y/n) groaned in response.

"Can't we just say I'm fine? I don't want to talk about it."

"You're not fine. You've not closed yourself off in awhile."

"I needed some me time?"

"That shouldn't include ignoring your health."

-

Well it was the most awkward dinner, everyone was trying not to stare at (Y/n)'s disheveled shape while eating. (Y/n) ate almost half the plate before pushing it away.

"I'm full." They said.

"You haven't eaten in a week, you need to finish." Said Husk.

"That's all I can eat right now. If I try I'll probably vomit it back up which will put me back in square one." Said (Y/n), trying not to get annoyed with the others for caring.

"You still need to hydrate." Vaggie said putting down a glass of water infront of them, (Y/n) grimace at the glass as water didn't taste good to them.

"Fine just can you all go back to eatting your own food?" (Y/n) said, sipping on the water while everyone grumbled and went back to their own plates of food. Everyone became silent while eating when it just became to loud in (Y/n)'s head again.

-

You were fine, everything was fine. This water was... water. The food was fine.

Everything was just fine. Everyone was fine.

Why then didn't it feel fine?

Why couldn't you feel fine?

Because you were in hell-

Like all the people your family said would be there-

People like

You.

But you shouldn't be here. You never died, you don't even look like the people down here.

Down down down, why does you life always go that direction?

You really should breath.

-

The first one to notice was the only one who didn't take her eyes off of (Y/n), Charlie, seeing that (Y/n) just stops everything. Charlie went to them quickly, not touching them yet. Crouching down next to their chair, having everyone watching now. Vaggie gotten out of her own chair ready to help at any moment.

"(Y/n)? Are you-?"

(Y/n) took a quick inhale, barely putting down their glass in time for their body to exhale. Charlie realized that they were breathing too fast while (Y/n) realized they were panicking infront of people.

"(Y/n)?" Asked Charlie, startling (Y/n) out of their thoughts and almost out of their chair. They looked like a frighten animal at Charlie.

"...Fine, 'm fine, t'is fine, promise." (Y/n) said, trying to not worry Charlie.

"Just focus on your breath." Said Charlie. "Just close your eyes and focus, in for 5, hold for 5, and exhale for 5."

(Y/n) squeezed their eyes shut, trying to focus their ragged breathing to calm down.

Just focus

After a few minutes, (Y/n) keep their eyes closed not wanting to face everyone.

"Better?" Asked Vaggie.

"Hmm." (Y/n) mumbled in response.

"Want to take a shower, while I get Niffty to fix up your room?"

"Hm- yeah."

-

While (Y/n) being in the shower, Charlie and Vaggie went with Niffty to (Y/n)'s room. Which just was littered with all things; trash, clothes, and random things.

"I never seen their room this messy before, hope there aren't any bugs. If there are any, they wouldn't be for long." Said Niffty getting to work quickly.

Charlie helped by ridding the bed of covers, pillows, and sheets. Vaggie taking anything that seemed dirty to be washed and getting new bedding for the bed, while looking for clean clothes for (Y/n) to wear.

"What do you think bothering them so much?" Asked Charlie.

"Probably thinking that they'll be suck here forever." Said Niffty.

"...That's probably true but they believe in redemption that I'm working on, are they second guess it?"

"(Y/n) has a habit of pushing their problems away until they can't." Said Husk, standing at the door way with a drink. "I'll take the clothes to them if you want." He said to Vaggie before she handed him the clothes.

"But they know we are here for them. Why can't they trust us with helping them though this?"

"They are probably use to going though it by themselves, they don't usually talk about who they were before hell." Said Vaggie, putting a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "We'll be here to help them up again when they need it."

"I know, I just want the help them before it gets to this." Said Charlie before (Y/n) appeared in the doorway of their room.

"Oh wow, you all did a good job. It looks way better." Said (Y/n) nervously after hearing what Charlie said. "I apologize for what happened. Not use to people wanting to help me before it becomes their problem when it gets to big."

"Well we'll be here if you ever want to talk about it." Said Charlie.

"Thanks. I'll try if it happens again."

[danineedshelp]

Mr Grumpy is ticklish?

Heads up: I know for a fact you guys will like this....I think

Context: The God's have spoken (lol) it's time husk got that gross ass look off his face [jk] Angel wants to mess with the good ol bartender but things start to get messy when the cat doesn't answer the spider

Warning: includes tickling and some cussing (NSFW DNI)

A whole normal new day in hell or is it,As the spider walks down the hall he thinks about what he should do for the day I mean it's not like Val is gonna call em today he's off so ya for him! Okay Angel really did need to get his mind straight what the hell was he gonna do today?

He couldn't go talk to Al he was off in his own world, Charlie and Vaggie were on another date and Husk...wait husk wasn't doing anything right now actually he was still at the bar

"So go talk to husk?" Angel went in deep thought for sec or which what he thought was a sec which wasn't because it took more than a minute ,so if you would look at him he'd look like he was dead inside

"Okay go talk to husky....Oh wait shit where is he!?" Apparently husk went somewhere else when angel was thinking "Oh great..now I have to look for him." So as the spider did searching for the kitten who'd gone loose

Didn't take long to find him he was in his room with an unlocked door "Oh Husky~" Angel acting all flirterish usually catches the cat's attention but apparently today was different "Husk?" Angel stepped closer to the cat laying on his stomach "Hey baby you alive?" yes the cat was awake and living but still he didn't answer "Hey!" Angel got on to husk's back "Dont ignore your favorite spider~" That got husk attention.

He flinched a little before trying to turn over to look at angeldust "Oh so now you wanna look at me what's with you ,are you okay?" Husk ignored him again and just layed his head back on his pillow. Angel became a little frustrated while puffing up his cheek "Hey I just said don't ignore me and get the grumpy look of you face!" Angeldust then began fastly poking husk's sides out of frustration .

Husk was not expecting that he actually was so surprised he accidentally squeaked and started giggling "Why are you laughing?Nothing's funny" Angel started moving his fingers up and down the laughing man's sides "Unless.....your ticklish *gasp* you ticklish husky?

"Cause if you are I'm never letting you live up to this!" Husk's laughter went up an octave just because of that little bitty tease. Angel started going under the the kitten's stomach which tickled more to husk than he thought it would "Hahahahaangel donhahahnt you dare!" Angel chuckled evilly "don't I dare do what...This?" Angel fully put his fingers below and started scribbling rapidly on the base of Husk's stomach

"EEEHAHAAHAANGELNOHOHOSTOP!"___"Aww why does it tickle? Angel already knew the answer to that question he just wanted to spice up a little with a small tease! Angel then flipped the poor kitty over and stopped tickling him for a moment "Awww you should see your face its so adorable looking!"

The panting cat looked at the evil spider with a wobbly smile hoping his torture was over[SPOILER: it wasn't] Angel giggled "This will be for ignoring me!" Husk was about to answer him until he felt angel's mouth make the raspberry noise on his weak stomach

And when I tell you i'm pretty sure all of hell heard the ginormous giggly squeal Husk made I'm not lieing .Husk went into huge hysterics and started squirming violently trying his best to escape the tickle monster that was above him right now (it didn't work)

Angel just chuckled and kept blowing multiple raspberries into husk's stomach before he completely stopped which felt like ages to husker "Damn you okay?" Angel was a bit concerned for his victim unfortunately husk couldn't answer due to how broken he was

Angel pet husk's head to comfort him "I'll come back later to tickle yuh more you cutie" Angel then stood up gave the kitten a little kiss on the forehead and left the still gigging kitten to rest.

____________ Well that was something __________________ ☠️ _____

Hope you guys enjoyed reading! I CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE IM BORED AS FUCK

P.S I'll probably add more later (but that's a surprise)

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FLUMPY PART 4 ( JAKE SERESIN X READER)

SUMMARY: now at home while the guys navigate to looking after her in her recovery while she navigates  her feelings to her new friend and now roommate since he was staying in the spare room to begin  while also learning to  get used to her new temporary life  not being able to do much .  

warning : adding the roommate trope  to the list , the two get closer more flirty this chapter, we're getting there promise . mention of injuries , mutual pining , idiot in love  flirty tension.  little angst  but more of  goofy part to be honest . reader is in wheelchair after the accident but not permanently .

Once again the men left , some to get food while went, hangman and rooster wanted to stay it was new to see him like that and had her head reeling .

" so what weren't you telling me that little head thinking about " sarah asked .

" caught that huh" .

" caught the goo goo eyes at the tall blonde too" she winked .

" oh jake hang man i caught that too " maria simpson giggled .

" we've notice it even when she said she couldn't stand him" penny laughed .

" he beat up a dude twice for her ... dont tell your husband" nat gulp looking at maria .

" lips are seal wow how romantic" .

" yeah it was kinda bad ass .. don't tell hangman" she looked at y/n .

" wait he's the other one that requested leave to help her too" maria asked.

" does your husband tend to gossip like a high schooler this much" y/n asked shocked.

" only when it matters" she smirked .

" well i approve and i know your mom , tom , nick and carol would too" sarah smiled warmly .

"oh carol would be setting them up" penny nodded .

" oh honey whats wrong" they asked hearing a little cry .

" i miss them all so much" she sniffled starting to feel a little loopy too

. " they're here in spirit" penny kissed her head as sarah wiped her tears .

" i know but still" she cried harder.

" oh shit we broke her" nat joked. "Don't make me laugh it hurts" she sniffled .

" hey what's wrong darling" jake rushed to her side as the women shared smiles.

" i want my dead people back" she cried .

" what" rooster snorted .

" your mom, her mom , your dad and her husband " nat explained as they tried to not laugh.

" sorry it's not funny" sarah shook her head before they start laughing again .

" she get her meds" rooster asked.

" half an hour ago" penny wiped her eyes crying from laughing so much .

" explains it" jake smiled down helping her get comfortable .

" come on we let her settle,get coffee" nat herded them out the room including bradley.

" jake anyone ever tell you that your like a real life ken doll and g.i joe rolled into" she asked slightly dopey smile on her face.

" think you did couple times darling" he smirked .

" darling ugh i love that" she copied his accent .

" ok go sleep you" he laughed .

" so pretty i ever tell you , your pretty" she asked. " nope you did not unless pretty annoying counts" . " so pretty handsome pretty" she said dosing off . " think your beautiful darling" he whispered. "AWHH" he turned to see them all standing there . " not a word of this" he rolled his eyes.

Two week she was in hospital , she'd met the good samaritan charlie and his wife them giving her their number and address to keep in touch which she promised she would . Cops also visiting her taking her statement and let her know they caught the man who apparently was also drunk when he hit her only reason they knew was he crashed into a wall after a car chase that day and also was unharmed which she felt was like a kick in the gut since she was still in hospital and it was going to take at least ten more week of recovery also physiotherapy. But she was going home she sat as the beautiful nurse ruby went over after care as her dad , bradley and jake listened intently although the nurse gaze lingered on bradshaw the longest . when she finished she had her number over to the man incase he has more question .

" go roo" she cheered.

" you missy keep in touch too , i wasn't lying when i said you were my favourite patient although i will say my fellow nurses will miss the eye candy" she giggle as she hugged y/n .

" don't worry can't get rid of me but i will send some beach shots " she winked .

" sweetheart you little perv" jake laughed .

" hey what nurse ruby wants she gets after her excellent care" .

" don't be a stranger but also don't end up in here either" again her eyes lingered on rooster before she left.

" ok lets go push me i may be free but i'm not fully mobile yet" she cheered .

" you sure your in a rush darling we're riding in the bronco" jake asked.

" hey leave my baby along bagman" he gasped.

" it's not a bike but it will do" she sighed itching to get moving .

" i'm buying you a car any car you want princess" mav joked although she could sense the seriousness to it too .

" i guess these are only wheels i need for now huh" she looked down at the wheelchair.

" well then lets get rocking and rolling hot wheels" . " jesus christ bradley" the other two men hissed as her and roo laughed their ass off out the room .

Pulling up to her drive way was exciting , seeing the dagger squad standing a make shift sign in their hands along with penny and amelia. " hey where the ramp come from" her head tilted .

" bob got it , it's only temp one" rooster got out the car to get her only jake got their first.

" i gotcha" he smiled lifting her out of the car and into the chair.

hey look my new wheels" she said .

" oh your home finally" nat bounced towards her taking the chair from hangman and pushing her to the house.

" i mean i glad to be out of there but i think we might see a face around if someone grows a pair that is" she called back words targeted bradley.

" not only one who should grow a pair" he smirked at jake who glared at him . he was happy she didn't hear it or see how red his cheeks were.

The house was sparkling , looking around to see they cleaned it from top to bottom that was till her eyes stopped on the helmet that sat scratched , broken and in rough shape on coffee table .

" shit bob i told you hide that" .

" is it here?" she asked looking around at the pained faces.

" the garage when your ready" rooster crouched down to her level. " i wanna see it".

" no come on just enjoy being home pretty girl it can wait" .

" either someone brings me or i bring myself i wanna see it" she snapped .

" come on i wanna see it too" mav sighed.

" mav no she not.." .

" i got her" he said knowing she wasn't gonna give up . she was quiet as he wheeled her to the garage opening the door he but stopping turning to her.

" you sure?" and yet the words wouldn't come from her mouth so she nodded. He opened the door and closed it once they were inside he almost moved in slow motion walking over and pulling the sheet back . a gasp escaped her lips taking in the wreckage , lucky was an understatement as she looked at the completely destroyed machine. The way part hung off or the metal bent and scratched beyond repair but it in perspective of how close to never seeing her loved ones again. Her lip trembling and the sobs broke free , gut wrenching cries that made her dad snap out of his shock state and cover the bike before his arms wrapped around his daughter.

i got you sweet girl , daddy's got you" he repeated his own emotions getting best of him.

" get rid of it please daddy get rid of it" she hiccuped through the sobs that echoed through the room pleading like when she was little afraid of the monster in her closet or under the bed , she didn't care the other would hear them . " get rid of it" she begged.

" i will sweet girl lets get you into the house" he wiped his own face before the door that connected from house opened .

"i got her chair" rooster said not daring to look at the sheet it was evident on his face he was crying , they all were not a dry eye in the house when she looked around the room .

" i ruined the mood" she sniffled. " damn dust" rooster said swatting around them making her laugh only for the others to copy . " ok dustbusters lunch time" nat rolled her own teary eyes .

The mood restored as they ate food , she listened and laughed as they explained the trial and errors of setting her ramp up .

" cyclone said it was easy" bob held his hand up in defence .

" it was once we got the hang of it" fanboy fell over he was laughing so hard.

" wanna play on it later really test it out " .

" not in my chair you giants will break it"she yawned.

" she looks tired" nat face looked her over.

" med time too" bradley checked his watch.

" but i was having fun" she whined.

" we'll be back tomorrow hotstuff" nat winked.

" come on" jake lift her up and out of the room as she called good bye to others. " jesus in that much of a rush to get me to bed" she asked still waving at her friends leaving

. " know me too well sweet heart" he chuckled . she couldn't help miss her room and her bed but something was very different .

" why is there a baby monitor on my bed side table " her head tilt looking at the machine confused.

" chicken got them incase you need him during the night" .

" ooh that is clever.. Don't tell him i said that" she giggled.

" too late pretty girl wanna say it again only this time i can record it keep it with me for ever" he chuckled walking in pills in one hand and water bottle in the other .

" bagman do the honours i'm going to text ruby think i'm forgetting something" he said handing over them over .

" forgot my ass he misses the pretty nurse" jake handed her them as she laughed and groaned . " i miss being able to laugh with out pain" she pouted .

" they should help for now with that" jake smiled holding the bottle for her and she drank it back .

" can you sit with me til i sleep i kinda got use to it in the hospital" . " course i will sweetheart" .

He should of left an hour ago but yet he couldn't every little sound he was checking if she was ok .

" bagman the spare room is made up for you over" roosters voice called through the monitor.

" their not walkie talkies man , i'll head in now thanks.... Over" he chuckled giving her one more check before .

" goodnight darling" he whisper leaning down to kiss her head.

" awwhh cutie over" .

" creep" he shook his head walking out the door only to open door to spare room and rooster standing there.

" i figure you wanted them tonight , night lover boy" rooster patted his back heading to his own room .

" night bird brain " he rolled his eyes . " your good friend" he added closing the door . routinely he checked on her during the night from her to her injuries making sure the dressing were clean and she wasn't in pain then he went to sleep .

"Roo i need help" she whined sending him to his feet and into her room not caring he was in just his underwear.

" what's wrong , where hurts?" he began checking her over as she was completely taking off guard of half naked man in her room .

" where's roo" she asked forcing her eyes to his face .

" sleep what ya need, i can do it" he asked softly. " i need to pee" she whispered.

" i'll get rooster" he laughed heading out the room as it appeared both men decided to forgo clothes to be . wordlessly rooster lifted her half a sleep and to the toilet and back before some from of grunt and back to bed.

" oddly more efficient and less annoying half asleep" she giggled. " also why you here" she asked still trying to keep her eyes on his face although she did let them flicker .

" well i'm taking your spare room while you recover so get used to me being around" he shrugged trying to come off as confident but honestly he was a little nervous.

" he put the monitors in your room huh?" she asked seeing how nice her ceiling suddenly was .

" yeah i don't mind even if you snore like a hornet either" he teased .

" i do not snore like a super hornet , more like a kitten" she mused although her cheek felt on fire at possibility of her snoring in his ear though a monitor.

" no kitten don't shake the walls" he teased .

" that's clearly roo" she rolled her eyes .

" go sleep i'll wait til you are snoring" he wink loving the sound of her laugh or the little blush on her cheeks .

" no go before ROO's snoring keeps you awake night jake" she yawned. " night darling" he laughed heading to his temporary room .

" i ain't saying it man just pretend you didn't hear it , she enough on her problem without mine" she awoke to jake's voice as sun peaking in the curtains . it only felt like she closed her eyes and yet it was now morning .

" come on man just tell her she can help" .

" help with what why are you fighting this early" she groaned as they walked in fully clothed this time.

" jake needs help with something" rooster help her sit up although she wasn't fully awake and still groggy from her meds .

" it's nothing sweetheart ignore him" jake held the tray with her breakfast .

" ok you two are yelling and waking me up so tell me and give me real coffee" she yawned.

" he need a place to stay and won't ask" rooster spoke up .

" ok take spare room , coffee now" she grumbled .

"your using it anyways so just go with guys later to get your stuff while nat bathes me now bitches stop and coffee me " she said.

" told you" rooster stuck his time out. " coffee" she whined .

"shit sorry , you sure" he asked waiting til she drank it.

" yeah you'll be staying while i recover so why not just same as roo for rent and help towards bills and groceries" she said happier after her coffee.

" sorry for waking you pretty girl" bradley finally said. " nah its ok it's only ... 11 am what the hell" she wanted to rub her eyes but couldn't hole lack of mobility was killing her dramatic flare.

" thanks sweetheart" jake smiled. "Yeah next time don't be all bashful i maybe broken but i can still be useful ... can someone wipe my eyes" she asked sweetly.

she sat now cleaned on her bed at first the thought of being bathed at home well honestly was weird and yet funny as they wrapped the casts in plastic bags . " that was so good thank you feels nice to be clean and home" she sighed happily sitting on her bed as nat dried her hair.

" no problem although i didn't expect to come and find jake was moving in this morning you move quick"she laughed.

" not like that although he came into my room in just his boxer i think i died a little although so did roo not the same affect i mean think that cause he's my big brother in a way" she laughed.

" so half naked nurses " she giggled.

" i mean can't complain i don't think anyone would nat i could die with the hotness" she sighed dramatically.

" shh that's the front door" she laughed.

" new rule no shirts allowed" she yelled out . "your father is here perv" rooster yelled back.

" that's medication dad" she winced.

" i'll pretend i didn't hear it" he chuckled.

" do we take out shirts of or not" .

"keep your clothes on fanboy" the two girl burst into tear of laughter.

" hey was worth a shot" she snorted only for nat to hit the floor and guys rushing out.

" oh it's just phoenix" bradley said relieved .

" here let me help you up" mav held his hand out.

" love you too bradshaw" she snickered.

" what has gotten into you two" .

"we were watching magic mike" nat lied easily.

" got my own show of it last night" she whispered .

" i didn't heard that either" her dad walked out.

" what she say" .

" NOTHING" .

Monday came as she and bradley called their goodbye to jake eating their breakfast in her bed starting their morning at home . they watched countless hours of trash tv to the point they were taking score of the lie detector and paternity test result what was unexpected was how good rooster was at calling it .

" HAHA he fail i said it" she cheered .

" ok you won this times but i got the rest right pretty girl i know my trash tv".

" ok that's sad roo , this is sad" she looked at what they were doing .

" want to watch a movie or we could take you on a spin around the block .

" fresh air would be nice but i need to get dressed" she said sadly.

" and i've changed you drunk a lot in the past " he shrugged.

" i don't have a bra on" .

" i'll close my eyes pretty pst i got this" he smiled confidently.

He didn't have it not even close to it first he got it stuck before he put it on her head , then it got stuck on her arm which when he tried it hurt her so he had to look which was awkward as hell for both of them .

" we don't speak of it" she said as he wheeled her out the room .

" speak of what now" jake walked in the front door.

" i saw her boobs" bradley shuddered.

" that's not speaking of it and there not bad don't shake like that" .

" what me to show you mine make it even" he joked.

" no i seen them enough" she shuddered.

" see you did it too" he laughed.

" ok kids what are you doing" jake asked.

" oh walk around the block hot wheels here has cabin fever" bradley explained .

"scar face is right i can't take anymore paternity test and lie detectors" she pouted.

" you wanna take her i'll get lunch started" bradley asked .

" yeah sure i'm finished for day anyways" jake threw his bag down and took her chair.

" you can't cook , he gonna burn the house down" she yelled .

" i seen your boobies" he called making her shut up instantly.

" next time you play magic mike sweet heart give me heads up" jake teased .

" hard to magic mike it when you can barely move one arm and not move the other" she rolled her eyes.

Fresh air was so needed , seeing the birds in the sky or bees in the flower . even just feeling the slight breeze in her hair it was magical . little thing she missed being stuck at home or in the hospital . she missed work to itching to get back to being in the hanger, she loved her job and it suck not being about to do what she loved.

" what going on that pretty head of yours" jake asked instantly taking her attention funny she well not hated but didn't like him and now she looked forward to seeing him .

" pretty careful might think you don't hate me" she joked.

" never did wise ass" he laughed.

" fair anyways this all of it being out and enjoying the world instead of watching it out the window" she took as deep breathe letting it fill her lungs.

" you'll be running around in no time darling back to the hike least this time you won't ignore me" he chuckled.

" yeah i was an ass" she shook her head slightly guilty of her behaviour .

" nah i deserved it i was the ass" he said softer.

" we are both asses you can be left cheek and ill be right since it's my good side". " plus hard too ignore you ... being the account of you being so blonde i mean" she backtracked .

" hmm i don't think that's what you meant sweet heart do explain" he came closer she could feel his breathe on the back of her neck .

" i'm medicated don't let it go to your head bagman" she narrowed her eyes at him .

" nuh uh none of that i like my name coming from those pretty lips" he didn't know how it turned this way but he was enjoying the flirty tone.

" hey i'm broken you don't need to flirt cause you feel bad" she fake sniffled .

" ain't flirting cause your broken ..." .

" oh y/n your home bradley never said" an elderly woman came over to the two.

" hey mrs wilson i sure am" she smiled at her old neighbour .

" how are you doing dear" she gave a pity filled smile. " oh well intact sort of but i'm here" .

" who is this fine young man" she cooed batting her lashes.

" jake seresin ma'am nice to meet you" he shook her hand and y/n though the woman was melt on spot because she was same lately.

" jake actually new room mate naval aviator like roo not young though" she giggled . " but fine huh" he whispered in her ear making her gulp.

" oh she is very red maybe bring her in out of the sun" the woman worriedly checked her over.

" oh god kill me ... i mean i'm fine i'm fine" her voice went all pitchy only adding to the flush .

" best be going" jake held the laugh in .

" i'm medicated" she hissed.

" hey pretty girl med time come on" rooster called from their porch.

"oh kill me now."

PART 5

taglist : @harrysgothicbitch , @djs8891

[tangerinesilk]

－ I CAN SEE YOU : TANGERINE X FEM!READER

tangerine is going on a solo mission… well, at least he thinks he is. with lemon missing by his side, he’s left with one other option that is supposed to make his job easier. unfortunately for him, you’re not the easiest to work with. stubborn, strong-minded and feisty. you’re both so alike yet nothing has made your bloods boil more than each other. 

rating ✷ r (18+ minors dni!)

warnings ✷ (very quick) smut: fem receiving, kisses all over bodies, a needy but quick hj, p in v, dirty talk, praising, implied rough (consensual) sex / others: cursing, drinking alcohol, mention and use of guns and violence, male hurting female (?) but not between main characters, mentions of blood and wounds.

tropes ✷ enemies to lovers!!!, person a is all talk no bite + person b knows that but still pushes them, playful banter, hiding together in small spaces, fake dating (?), if one is hurt– the other goes a bit crazy, says ‘i dont care’ then cares 5 seconds later. 

word count ✷ 6k!

songs that fit the vibe ✷ i can see you - taylor swift | moth to a flame - swedish house mafia + the weeknd | king of my heart - taylor swift | attention - charlie puth | nonsense - sabrina carpenter

a/n ✷ so i made a poll a months ago and this trope + pairing won! i’ve honestly been wanting to write a dave lizewski one as well and got a request idea. so.. we will see lmao. i will probably post then maybe edit later if there's still things i don't like... also, if you couldn't tell but im kind of a swiftie so i will love to write fics inspired by whole ass albums y'all.

but i hope this is what u guys expected and wanted. i actually do love writing for tangerine. just gives into my delulu thoughts. also, if you guys would like a plain pwp fic and not all of this fluff and dialogue stuffed inside, pls let me know bc i am definitely into that idea. 🫡

“You had to go and get yourself shot… then you wonder why you have to wear a bulletproof vest. Fuckin’ hell.” 

Tangerine kept his voice at a hushed tone, basically talking under his breath as he strutted through the grand hall of the hotel. Golden light glossed over his figure, passing by couples who were at standing tables with their cocktails.

“Well, Thomas said-”

“Thomas didn’t say shit. Don’t get me fuckin’ started now.”

Lemon already knew Tan was in a bad mood. Another Thomas the Tank Engine factoid wasn’t a playful move right now.

“Hey, mate. Don’t get all fussy wit’ me. You’re just mad about your new partner for the night.” Lemon rolled his eyes.

“Can’t believe I can’t be held accountable of myself. I can handle it on my own but you had to call the fuckin’ princess-” 

“She’s good. Your denial is obnoxious, bruv. It’s only a night, you get in and get out.” Lemon replied, holding his wounded side as he laid in his bed back in England, “What happened between you two that you’ve got beef like this?”

“No time to explain nor do I have the patience.” He arrived at the small bar to the side of the room, “If I leave her behind, can I take half the pay that’s supposed to be hers?” Tangerine asked.

“She’s supposed to be wearing a red dress. You’ll see her there… and please don’t cause a scene.” His brother begged.

“No promises.” He replied before hanging up. 

Tangerine blows a sigh past his lips, quickly asking for his drink of choice before scanning the mass of people around him. His blue eyes could only search so fast for the man that the hit was called on, causing him an instant frustration when he’s already worried about you ruining things regardless of how long you’re together.

“He’s next to the woman in the tacky gold ballgown… about two feet away from the ice sculpture.” Your soft voice suddenly spoke next to him, “But, I didn’t need to tell you that, right?”

The smirk on your face burned at his nerves and you noticed the clench in his jaw.

“Well, if it isn’t the fuckin’ Queen herself.” He said in a stern tone, “What? Germany was too borin’ for ya? Had to figure out a way to ruin someone’s operation?”

“Lemon is the one who called me in, and it isn’t about you. It’s about the pay out… you’re bound to screw something up with your ‘shoot first, ask questions later’ tactic.” You trailed, rolling your eyes as you turned your head away.

“And I’m certainly not afraid to use that tonight and not your fucked up, painfully long mind games like some fuckin’ psycho thilling killer.” He spat as his drink was place in front of him.

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Fuck you.”

“Darling, I’m flattered, but we have more important things to do right now.” He lowly groaned, purposefully looking at his target so his back was facing toward you.

Behind his tall stature, you glimpsed past his shoulder and saw your target chatting up a woman. 

He won’t be smiling for long, you thought.

“Alright, I’ll wait for him to slip away, follow him and you go through the kitchen.” Tangerine said under his breath, keeping quiet for only you to hear him.

“To go where?” You ask, walking around him to stand face to face.

“Erm…” He sighed, “Whatever car or vehicle you got here in, drive yourself back to whatever place you’re staying and I’ll figure out how to wire you the money.” He shrugged, downing the rest of his drink.

He took a step but you placed your hand on the center of his chest, “Not so fast. I’m not going down if you make a mess of this.”

“I don’t make messes. Well, actually, I get away with them once I’ve done ‘em so, I don’t need to worry about a liability.” Tangerine smirked, a bit of a tilt to his head. Cheeky bastard.

“The only liability here is the one who is ready to pull the trigger in his back.” You said before huffing, “I’m not sorry for what happened in Paris, but that was my choice. So, I’m going with you because it’s our operation. You know… I don’t need a fucking helping hand either.” You practically growled.

The two of you held a long gaze, creating a tense eye contact before he sighed, “Didn’t even say anythin’ about Paris, but if you’d like to assume I’m still mad ‘bout that, be my guest, princess.”

His shoulder bumped yours, making you clench your jaw before quickly following behind his tall stature. While he seemed persistent, you grabbed his hand which made him stop in his tracks in the middle of the dance floor.

He turned, “Am I your babysitter?”

“No, you’re my date. Hold my hand, you idiot.” Your eyes pierced through his.

As he looked down at your hand, he slowly grasped it, your fingers intertwining with one another’s before he proceeded through the glamorous crowd.

Couples swayed and waltzed between each step you took, assuming you were unnoticed by your target. Tangerine kept his eyes on him, easy to with the frosty-white full head of hair he had slicked back. The woman in the tacky dress ran her hand down his shoulder, pressing her lips to his ear to whisper something which made you and Tangerine veer to the side at a standing table.

“Are they movin’?” He asked, facing his back toward them.

Your eyes smoothly shift, taking a quick glance at the assumed couple. You ran your hand down Tangerine’s arm, accidentally feeling how toned his bicep was through the thick fabric of his suit jacket. You almost glanced down, wanting to give another squeeze before clearing your throat. A heat rose on your cheeks as you turned your head to face away from him.

“Y-Yeah, near the bathroom. There’s also a backdoor that leads up to the second floor… lots of private rooms for reasons that are obvious.” You said in a hushed tone, moving away from him to the other side of the table.

“Alright, since you wanna tag along, I’ll follow them and you cover the door.” Tangerine suggested once again.

You furrowed your eyebrows, “You do understand what teamwork is, yes?”

He chuckled, “Yes, I go up there, shoot a few rounds, then we make a getaway.”

“Will you just trust me?”

“Your trust means nothing… I need to know you’re not going to fuck anything up. Just like in Paris.”

You smirked, “So you do have that against me.”

“Well, it’s not like it was your best. Leave me with a shot in the arm, Lemon on the ground and you, little miss greed, get away with your cash. If we all did this job for money, we wouldn’t be riskin’ our lives just runnin’ around killin’ or resucin’ people just for someone’s dime. You obviously do though.”

You narrowed your eyes, “You don’t know me…”

“Nor do you know me so…” He huffed, “Let’s just do what we have to do.”

There was tension between you, as if there was more fo a protective instinct than hate toward one another. You couldn't figure out Tangerine’s deal. Why was he so hostile toward you? Yes, what happened in Paris was fucked up, but he wasn’t the type to hold a grudge. He didn’t take shit from anyone, so why were you getting under his skin?

“Shit!” He grunted under his breath, seeing your target disappear into the hall.

The two of you hurry, yet still try to act casual to not raise eyebrows, and exit into the same hallway. As you push open the door, you hear the two talking in the stairwell before another door closes.

“You got your gun on you?” He asked as his hand slid into the back of his pants.

“Of course.” You scoffed, tearing up the slit in your dress. He saw the small pistol strapped to your thigh, making his mouth a bit dry.

He nodded, “Good…” 

Taking a quick breath, Tangerine opened the door. You slipped through and he followed behind, your backs facing one another as you scanned the hallway. It wasn’t narrow but if anyone slipped out of one of the rooms, they were right in your sights.

“I’ll take this one, you take that one.” He whispered, pointing his gun to the opposite door of his.

With your heart in your throat, you slowly crack the door open and don’t see anyone before a body flies from behind and slammed the door open from Tangerine’s side. The woman lied dead on the floor, blood all over his dress, and just as you turned around, a punch slid across your cheek. 

Instinctively, you ducked to dodge the second jab and swoop under to get on the other side of the man as Tangerine wrapped his arms around the guy to pull him to the ground.

Tan loudly grunted as he tried to gain control, basically attempting to straddle him in order to push his arm against his neck. Even with all his strength, the man gripped his hands around Tangerine’s arms to throw him off along with trying to push his knee between his crotch.

“Watch the door!” Tan directed to you. 

You nodded, catching your breath with your back against the wall by the door. The adrenaline ran through your veins and heard your heartbeat in your ears as one tear of blood dripped down your cheek. The crack of bones made you turn your head, seeing the man’s body go limp as Tan began to stand over him.

He quickly walked over the man, as if he was in the way, and comes to your side.

“He nicked you bad. Lemme see.” Tan said, your eyes meeting his as he held your cheek. The touch of his hand seemed to be some comfort, his thumb wiping the blood away and trying to see how bad the wound was.

“Bastard.” He muttered, “C’mon, let’s go before someone comes up.”

Without a word in, he grabbed your hand and dragged you behind his lead. You two headed for the exit door down the other side of the hall as you heard footsteps rumble from the other stairs you came up.

“Wait a minute.” Tan said, fiddling with his belt buckle.

Your eyes widen, “What on earth are you doing?”

He smirked, “Relax, darling. You flatter yourself too much.”

You rolled your eyes as the sound of his belt slid against the fabric of his belt loops before curling the leather strap around the door to keep it locked. The two of you fled down the stairs and suddenly found yourselves in the kitchen area. A few eyes followed as you both ran through, very obvious that you were running from something, but still aimed to get to some kind of exit.

With sudden luck, Tangerine saw his car across the street, instantly knowing which way he was supposed to go. Without skipping a beat, he grabbed your hand once more and the two of you ran across the street. Hopping into the passenger seat and Tan taking off was like a blur, just happening in seconds.

“Y/N?” Tan saying your name woke you from your trance.

“Huh?” You asked, shaking your head.

He quickly turned his head, “You alright?” He said with concern, one hand on the steering wheel and his foot easing off the gas.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay. I don’t know what happened back there.” You trailed, a bit embarrassed. You were never one to let your guard down, well– enough to get hit right smack in the face.

“Are you sure?”

You turned your attention to him, “I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?” You asked rhetorically.

“‘Cause of that big cut on your cheek.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Alright, what’s your big plan now, Einstein? Were just going to sleep in your car and hope we don’t wake up decapitated?”

He half-chuckled, “You truly think so little of me, don’t you?”

“Is that rhetorical?”

Tan rolled his blue eyes, “We’re goin’ somewhere safe.”

– – –

You wanted to believe you were strolling into some kind of trap. The lobby had a classic aesthetic to it, pale gold wallpaper and a wall of keys behind the person at the small front desk. You two placed your go-bags on the red carpeted ground as Tangerine checked into a room.

“Hello Mr. Tangerine.”

Oh, great. He’s some guest of honor here.

“‘Ello, Colin. My usual room.”

“Is that what you say in front of all the girls?” You tilted your head, standing behind him.

He rolled his eyes, “‘Cuse her.”

The man chuckled, crinkles by his eyes, “How many nights are you staying this time?”

This time. You could scoff out loud but you didn’t want to hear the tude from him.

“Just overnight. Nothin’ too serious.”

“Well, enjoy your stay, as always.” The man nodded before Tangerine thanked him.

The two of you head toward the old elevator, watching him quickly press the up button before you stand by his side. You half chuckled, “I’ve never seen you act so kindly toward anyone, tell me, does he see you bring girls through here all the time or-”

“Has anyone ever told you to shut your pie hole?”

“Hmm, not verbally. But, those eyes of your say enough for me… you’re too predictable, sometimes, Tan.”

He gave you a lingering look as the door opened, passing him into the elevator. The two of you make your way to the fifth floor and the hall is eerily quite for a hotel full of private contractors and assassins. You had your hands behind your back then patiently waited for Tangerine to jiggle the key into the lock, opening a door to a huge room with a surprisingly wide view.

“You’d think the curtains were closed.” You muttered as he walked over, closing them anyways.

Suddenly, he stripped from his suit jacket and you couldn’t help but see how tight his button up was around his biceps and chest.

“Did you get that a size too small?” You ask as you chunk your heels into the corner.

“Well, I certainly can’t kill fuckin’ bloaks wearing baggy clothes now.”

“But, you can in a three piece suit?” You cocked your eyebrow.

He licked his lips, “As if your dress is a flexible material.” Tangerine said as he pulled his rings off, placing them on the night stand.

“I can say the same for your pants.”

Tangerine wanted to look down but didn’t give into your comment. You place your bag down on the bed, grabbing your silk pajamas nearly folded on top and changed in the bathroom.

“God, just go to bed. We’ve got a long day tomorrow.” You somewhat groaned.

You sit on the top of the bed, unfolding the duvet before shoving it off to get underneath them.

Tangerine paused, “What the fuck do you you’re doin’?”

You furrowed your eyebrow, “This thing called going to sleep. Try it sometime, you’d be less grouchy.”

He rolled his eyes, “I know that, smartass, I mean what’re you doin’ in the bed that I’m goin’ to be sleepin’ in too?”

You rolled over, putting your weight on your elbows, “I know you’re dramatic but this takes the cake for top performances.”

He faked a laugh, “If you don’t get your ass out of that bed in two seconds, I’ll throw you in the tub with a pillow.”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to. Fine, do it.” You said before laying flat into the mattress, staring straight at the ceiling.

He didn’t care for your equal amount of sarcasm, but he just gave you a cocked eyebrow.

“Okay, fine. I’d rather sleep on the floor anyways.” He said, stretching his arms up and behind his head. Your eyes quickly admired his muscles before turning back.

“Be my guest, princess.” You scoffed, slipping on your pajama shorts, “I’ll enjoy my big comfy bed.”

You pulled the heavy duvet over your waist, curling up with the dense pillow beneath your head. 

Tangerine stood there, biting the inside of his cheek as he watched you roll on your side. He tilted his head back before unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it on the desk chair. Although your eyes were closed, his side of the bed sunk in and you tried to hold back your smile at his faded stubbornness.

With your backs facing one another, you two just listened to the silence of the city. It gave you a moment to think of Paris– the last time you were with one another or much rather supposed to be against each other. You were a double agent, not exactly proud of it but you let greed take over your motivated justice. 

Having to scam Lemon and Tangerine wasn’t your finest hour either, you thought about it for months and finally coming face to face with Tangerine (out of the two, he wasn’t the one you would want to bump into again), all the guilt came rushing back like the snap of an elastic band.

– – –

The morning sun runs through the thin silk of the curtains, shining over your bodies in the bed. You wake up to the sound of light snoring, happy that you could sleep through it, and Tangerine in a deep slumber with his arm over the bed. He suddenly looked like innocence, so soft and tender, simply laying there like it was any other day.

You sit up, putting your hair out of your face then head to the bathroom. When you turn the light on, you’re almost surprised to see your reflection. Forgetting about the scar against your cheek, you look more rough around the edges. You sigh as you run your fingers over it, remembering the way Tangerine did last night.

After washing up, you go back out and Tangerine is now standing up and stretching his arms above his head. Your eyes quickly shift up his body, admiring the tattoos in their random places and how the band of his briefs rest on his hips. You sealed your lips from smiling at how sharp his v-line was accompanied by the happy trail disappearing into his pants.

“Sleep good with that stick in your ass?” You retort, passing him.

He rolled his eyes, “...You’re annoying, ya know that?”

“Oh, you’ve made that clear.” You mocked him as you closed the curtains more, “That’s why I love to do it.”

Tangerine flicked on the lamp, giving the room a warm glow.

“Alright, I say we lay low today. Better to be out of sight and–”

You cut him off, “Stuck in this room together?... are you trying to kill me t–”

He then put his hand over your mouth, looking deep into your eyes, “Yes, stuck in this room where we can keep an eye on each other and you can’t screw me over again.”

Your heart stopped for a split second, as if he couldn’t have been more of the controlling one. He took his hand away and you gulped, “Yep. Fine. Fair.”

Tangerine pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek before you go to your bag in the chair that’s pushed in the corner of the room. You slightly bend over to look inside your duffle and his icy eyes can’t help but look up the back of your thighs and straight at your ass and lower back. How he could easily put his hands on your hips and make you hold onto something.

He shook his head, feeling like he was coming down with something to even imagine that thought.

You pulled out an old novel and sat yourself back on the bed, hoping that the hours would pass as you sank further into the broken-in mattress.

Tangerine sat down in the chair nudged into the corner, adjacent from your view, and he pulled out his gun that was conveniently tucked into the back of his pants.

“Are you actually holding me hostage?” You furrowed your brows, but didn’t take your eyes from your sentence.

“Whatever fantasy you’d like you believe.” He trailed, opening his gun and emptying his rounds into his palm.

– – –

Suddenly, you leaped out of a deep sleep. Your book laid open on your stomach while an extra pillow was between your legs. Your eyes fluttered open, thinking the past few days has been a dream, until you noticed Tangerine wasn’t sitting in the chair. You quickly looked around before hearing the bathroom door open and he stepped out, shirtless and in new dark slacks that rested on his hips.

Your mouth became dry. How could you dislike him so much yet here you are, ready to jump his bones as he crossed the room.

“What are you getting dressed for?” You asked, rubbing your eyes.

He half-chuckled at your groggy voice, “I want a drink.”

“Oh, like you’re not just going to abandon me here like I did you?... Where you go, I go.” You warned him.

He rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“A bit hypocritical coming from you.”

Tangerine just ignored your smart comment and opened the door, letting you through first before he followed. His eyes, once again, trace your lower back and trailed down your legs. His cheeks flushed pink as he quickly looked away, clearing his throat as he caught up to you so you two were walking side by side.

You pushed the faded down button as you pushed a big breath past your lips. Tangerine put his back against the wall and crossed his arms, his muscles basically restraining in his light button up. As you turned around, you rolled your eyes– but not at him, just at yourself. How could you have any little feeling for someone who also annoyed you to your core?

He took your silence as a bit of a tease. To be fair, you two didn’t really know one another. You met once before and then you simply betrayed him. Quickly, you were dead to him, but now you’re forced to be together and it raised an important question to himself too. Why was he helping someone who obviously can’t be trusted? 

Tangerine furrowed his eyebrows at that thought, knowing he would have thrown you to the wolves last night after you closed your eyes. He played with his watch a bit before the elevator dinged and caught both of your attentions.

After entering, the low-sounding shifting mechanics of the elevator were the only sounds between you two. You heard Tangerine sniffle, seeing him stretch his neck out of the corner of your eye, but you kept a straight view to the doors. While Tangerine thought you were continuing to give him the silent treatment, you were lost in your own thoughts of the past.

You flashbacked to your last night in Paris together, and remembered how the guilt creeped up on you knowing that, in a few hours, you’d have to betray both Lemon and Tangerine. Before knowing them, you didn’t care, but now that you’ve realized how hard you were falling for Tan, it felt like a double edged sword. If you didn’t do it, maybe you could stay with him– have a life together. But, if you went through with your selfish heist, you’d lose the guy who made you comfortable with being vulnerable after a long time. 

Obviously, you regretted your decision.

“Is this what you want?” You simply asked.

Tangerine quickly turned his head, “What?”

You rolled your eyes before facing his direction, “This.” You gestured between the two of you, “The weird animosity and constantly arguing and nit-picking?”

He never thought you’d be so bold to point it out, “I mean, we don’t like each other. Simple, isn’t it?”

“I guess…” You trailed, facing back toward the doors.

Tangerine licked his lips, wondering if he should utter the words on his tongue.

“...But, that doesn’t mean we can’t start over.”

You looked over your shoulder once more before turning around to him, “You mean that?”

He arched his eyebrow, “Should I regret it now?”

Just as the elevator dinged, the doors slowly opened and the hotel lobby appeared empty. You smirked to yourself, “Why don’t we catch up over that drink, huh?” You sort of teased– not sure if it had purpose.

– – –

Your drink tasted smooth, easily trailing down your throat as you leaned your head back to finish off the rest of the liquor in your glass. Once you tilted your head back straight, you were met with Tangerine’s signature eyebrow arch.

“Don’t worry, I’m paying for my own drinks.” You sighed, placing your glass back down on the wooden table top.

“As long as I don’t got to carry you back up to the room.” He sighed, sounding more defeated than witty, then his blue eyes glanced down then back into your eyes.

You hummed, running your finger along the rim of the empty glass. 

“‘right so, what’ve you been doin’ since we last…” He cleared his throat, “saw one other?”

You crossed your leg over the other, “Not much. Actually, it’s the first time I’ve been out for a while. After leaving you guys, I laid low in Tuscany.”

“For how long?”

You shrugged, “Five months? I was on the countryside and I wanted to be alone…” then, you smirked, “I heard that you were in Kyoto.” 

Tangerine could chuckle about it now, “For a bit. Had a job to do for some psychotic, fucked up family. The dad called in us, they were all turin’ on each other. Whole fuckin’ thing…”

“As in…” You trailed, “Against one another? The whole family?”

He just nodded before taking a sip of his drink.

You raised your eyebrows, “Wow… and you got out with no bruises or cuts? Bullet holes?”

Tangerine licked his lips before he presented the side of his neck, lighter skin over his tanner tone to show the scar. You carefully reached out, brushing your fingers against it which made a tingle go up his spine. You sit back down as he turned back in his chair, and he seemed to tense up.

“Amazing you survived it.” You sealed your lips.

He crossed his arms, “I supposed…”

A comfortable silent fell between you, the light, jazz music playing at a low, and Tangerine’s eyes trailed up the side of your bare leg. He didn’t mean to stare this much, but he felt more vulnerable than usual. One thing you knew is that Tangerine was a layered person, you had to take time to get to the center of him and realize he’s not so cold once you get to know him.

“Five months in Tuscany, I bet that was lovely.”

“Not really. I isolated the whole time… I wanted to be by myself, but I felt bad about what happened… what I did in Paris.” You admitted, but didn’t look into his eyes, fearing that he would turn on you in a second.

Tangerine sighed, “You had to do your job, we did ours… that’s ‘bout all that can be said.” 

Assuming from the lack of eye contact and his tone, he seemed hurt too. You could easily let it boost your ego, but, you actually felt a relief. This hatred you’ve held against each other has finally come down and even though it wasn’t actually said, both of you can feel hostility leave the room.

You bit the inside of your cheek, “Remember, we’re starting over. Clean slate. I hope I’m making a good impression so far.” You raised your eyebrows, lifting your glass again just to drink the mixture of watered down liquor. 

He chuckled, “You’re just lovely.”

The comment made your face get hot. You blame the accent and how it can just get under your skin.

“I don’t think you’ve ever called me something so nice.”

Tangerine smirked, “Funny since we’ve just met, darling.”

Darling.

It was the first time you heard it as a term of endearment then pure spite.

You rolled your eyes, but you could humor that Tangerine was going along with it. This new cheeky side of him was something you didn’t think existed– maybe it was the liquor talking, but you hoped it wasn’t just that simple.

“So, what brings you here?” You continued to tease, placing your elbows on the table, “Business… or pleasure?” Your hand laid on top of his, brushing your fingertips along the chunky rings that perfectly fit his fingers.

Multiples thoughts sounded through both your minds.

“Maybe it’s the liquor.” “Maybe we’re a little over our heads.” “Maybe we’re bored.”

But, Tangerine held your hand on top of the table, gently holding it as his thumb grazes over your knuckles.

“Depends…” He trailed, now leaning in too, “What are you here for?”

– – –

In just a few minutes, you two were back in the room you felt trapped in for hours.

Tangerine pressed your back against the wall, a tingle running up your spine from the coolness of the wallpaper. Your lips pressed together over and over, tilting your head before biting his bottom lip. He effortlessly lifted you up with his hand under the back of your thighs, and your ankles meet around his back.

He needed so bad, desperate even… and the feeling was mutual.

He put you down on your feet again, pressing a kiss against your scarred cheek then another on your jaw. His light kisses run down the middle of your breasts as his hand lifted up the end of your skirt. You pushed your hips out as your back was against the wall still, watching him pull down your panties in an instant. You kick them to the side and Tangerine placed your leg over his shoulder, kisses along your inner thigh and your hand ran through the front of his curls.

Suddenly, his tongue ran over your swollen clit before sucking on it. With one hand in his hair, the other caressing your breast and running your thumb over your nipple.

Tangerine panted, moving his hand against your pussy lips. He pushed them apart, showing your tight hole and how you clench around nothing. He lowly groaned, running his fingers over your clit before sliding his two fingers into your pussy. You bite your bottom lip to hold back the moan stuck in your throat, watching him suck your clit and finger you at the same time.

Just as your climax neared, he felt your cunt tighten around his fingers. He couldn’t end it like this so, he took them away. You let your leg down, watching him come back up and tower over you.

“If I’m goin’ to make you cum…” He sighed, “I’m gonna be deep inside you when you fucking crumble.” He said so low before pressing his fingers against your tongue, and you tasted yourself.

You pulled his hand back, running your thumbs over his tattooed hand.

“Not if I make you cum first.” You trailed, moving his hand down so you could kiss him.

He could drop to his knees in an instant, but Tangerine surprisingly kept his composure. 

You smirked as you pushed him toward the bed, the back of his knees hitting it to make him sit down. As you stood in front of him, he leaned on his elbows as he watched your dress drop to the floor. It pooled at your ankles and when his eyes shifted back up, so glossed over, your bare body was the center of his attention.

“Hmm, I don’t think you’ll last.” You taunted.

As much as he could snap back, you straddled him and pulled apart his tightly buttoned shirt. Your hands ran over his toned and tatted chest before reaching down to his pants, unzipping the fly and he shuffled a bit to shift them off his hips. His cock was hard, restrained from his boxers and you felt flattered.

You giggled, leaning forward to share a slow kiss with him. Your bare pussy rubbed against his cock as you moved closer to him. A low groan mumbled between your makeout, and you pushed him back so you two both fell on the bed.

Your hands pressed into each side of the mattress, gaining strength to help yourself grind against his hard. His big hands tightly held your hips as you continued your smooth momentum, whimpering at your clit being rubbed by your harsh grind.

As heat rose in the room, your right hand dipped between the two of you, and ran over his hard cock once more. Tan’s lips now desperately met your jaw before taking a light bite at your neck. The feeling of your hand caressing through his boxers could make him release right there.

Becoming more impatient, you finally pushed your hand into the band of his boxers and he once more moved his hips to shift out of them. 

“Fuck, your cock is so big… can barely hold it with my hand. God, I want you to stretch me out…” You moaned, “Is that okay?”

You purposefully let him believe that he was in charge, and you were falling into the submissive role. Tangerine gained a bit of confidence from your desperate comments, and he sat more up on the bed.

“Fucking christ…” Is all he could say.

He moved the swollen and red tip against your wet slit, also aching and needing your walls to wrap around him now. At first there was pressure, pushing the tip inside your hole then slowly guiding your hips down to completely take in every inch of his cock. 

Once he bottomed out, your body lightly shook as your lips brushed against his. He was fully inside you, the tight and warm feeling making him wither beneath you.

Tangerine moved his hand, kissing your shoulder, “God, you feel like fuckin’ heaven.”

“Don’t stop. Please…” You huffed.

– – –

Then, it was morning. 

The rising sun peaked through the small split of the curtains. As you tried to shift, your body ached throughout every muscle. A small groan left your lips, but you were pulled back by a strong arm wrapped around your waist.

It snapped you back into reality. Last night really happened… and you were okay with that.

Tangerine’s tattooed arm unconsciously tightened around you, holding you close still as he still slept behind you. You barely look over your shoulder and saw his face, his eyes still shut and his curls looked wild.

You faintly smile as you turn around to face him, and that’s what woke him up. He pulled his arms back and rubbed his eyes from the brightness of the sun coming in. You run your finger along a curl on his forehead, pushing it to the top of his head and your heart melted from the sight of those blue eyes.

“Did last night really happen?” You mumbled, but with a faint smile on your lips.

He placed his hand gently on your cheek, caressing his thumb against your jaw. 

“I think the real question is…” He trailed, “Do we stay another night or go back to pretending to not know each other's existences?”

You bit your bottom lip, lightly giggling, “I think we pick secret option three and go somewhere else. Get away for a while… see where this is going. Don’t you?”

Just at that moment, Tangerine’s phone vibrated in his pants that were on the floor next to the bed. He turned over on his other side, reaching down to pull it out and reading a text Lemon just sent.

“Got a call about a job in Budapest. Are you in or overstaying your weekend?”

Tangerine smirked at himself, then felt your lips press against his neck. You placed another kiss on his shoulder, leaving a tender love bite before he turned back around to kiss you. Maybe it was the natural thrill of the chase, but you loved the not knowing. 

Whatever was next, you could only hope that he kept it interesting.

[charlesslut16]

-lovers-

here are the other parts : (1) , (2) 

summary : after the kiss you and charles talk about what is between the two of you...

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : badly translated french

note : wrote this, while watching the monaco gp qualifying. Sorry if there are mistakes

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You stepped away from charles, so your lips couldn't touch anymore. You looked at his face, his eyes, with confusion. What was happening ? Just as you wanted to say something, he interrupted you.

"Y/n I need you to love me, like I love you. I need you to hold on to me, like I hold on to you. I need you to need me. Because this would mean, you can't see the possibility without me. Just like I do with you. "

Speechless. That was what you were. You didn't know what was happening. Just three weeks ago you hated each other, well you didn't hate him, you just thought he hated you. But you were so wrong.

You wanted to say something again, but he put his finder on your lip to silence you.

"You have no idea how far I would go for you, ma jolie fille." charles said, putting a wet piece of your hair behind your ear. My pretty girl.

"Je te donnerais la lune et les étoiles et tout un putain d’univers, si cela signifiait que tu es la femme la plus heureuse du monde." I would give you the moon and the stars and a whole fucking universe, if it would mean you are the happiest woman alive.

In the sky, the clouds started clearing up, as your mind cleared up too, which left you with only one question in your mind. You were stunned. The words charles said, and your heart jumped in your chest.

"You taste like the sweetest drug, mon couer. Like my dearrest addiction" charles growled. "created only for me."

Your breathing started going faster, as you heard his words. Your pulse beating faster by every second that passed. Maybe he was your drug, that you couldn't have enough of.

"God. I can't get enough of you." He rasped. "Everyone says drugs are your death, tell me why I feel so alive when I see you or when I'm with you."

"I... I don't know what to say." you stuttered. "Only that..." you swallowed, took a deep breath and continued. "I think I should go."

Charles bent down to your neck and groaned, as you said that. "You're it for me, baby. It's okay if you're not ready for me yet. Je t’attendrai pour l’éternité s’il le faut, mon coeur." I will wait for you for eternity if I must, my heart. 

"I will wait a lifetime for you if I must." Charles lifted his head to look into your eyes. In them was, confusion, love and most of all, adoration. Then he whispered. "You are worth all the waiting."

At that moment, Charles thought, that was the end. That you had made up your mind and that you didn't want him or the relationship. But then you kissed him. 

You moaned in his mouth when charles pulled you even closer to him.

 "À partir de maintenant, je ne te laisse jamais partir. Jamais. Aujourd’hui, j’ai vu que tu es la seule chose dont j’ai besoin. La course est importante pour moi, mais vous êtes aussi important que la course." From now on, I'm never letting you go. Never. Today made me see that you are the only thing that I need. Racing is important to me, but you are as important, as racing.

You stepped away from his, to say. "Alors, tu vas me demander d’être ta petite amie ou quoi?" Charles chuckled at your aswer, pulling you close to him, pulling your chin up, so you could look at him. So, are you going to ask me to be your girlfriend or what?

"Y/n, mon coeur. Est-ce que tu me donnes l’honneur et que tu es ma petite amie ? " Y/n, my heart. Do you give me the honor and be my girlfriend? 

"I'm not sure. Let me think about it" you answered with a small smirk on your lip, as you saw charles jaw drop.

"oui. I will be your girlfriend, charlie"

Charles composted himself, putted on hand on your waist and the other on your cheek, cradling in the process. You looked in his eyes, seeing happiness. And he looked in yours and saw adoration.

That's when Charles realized, he would do everything for you. No matter the consequences.

[inkyycapp]

Pinefield-Matsu x Demon!Reader

(got lazy a bit in, forgive any errors I'll edit when my brain isn't mush.)

Deep in the library, a book of the dark arts lay dormant, untouched by many who passed it by.

Now, in the hands of a new holder, there was no telling why or how they found such a book as no system had it on file. Strange old, dusty book.

Far beyond the tree line, he flipped through the pages, skimming each page for what it had to offer. After what seemed like ages, his hand stopped at an interesting page. While the book and its contents were tattered and old, this one singular page looked preserved--torn through time itself.

Placing candles carefully around the circle of old bones, tossing salt and who knows what else into the small circle. Chanting in the incantation and then... ... Then...? Nothing happened. Checking the page, before looking at the circle. Once, somehow, a small fire was lit, to their surprise, it grew into a large fire pooling from the summoning circle, concealed safely inside.

Once the fire died down, a figure remained, glowing eyes staring back at them.

Osomatsu !!

Orson - Slacker !!

-After the summoning didn't work, he sighed to himself, lighting up a cigarette. Shaking off most of the fire from the match, he tossed it off to the side and it so happened to land inside the circle.

-He didn't expect it to work. Not at all. But, in a drunken state, who cared if it worked or not. Worst case scenario the forest would burn down... Right?

-WRONG. Because, once the fire died down, here you stood, your eyes staring back at him.

-Orson didn't really think it'd work to begin with, but it seemed his fate had other plans for him.

-Does freak out, but once he's more calm, he's asking all sorts of questions about you and what kind of devil you are, if you catch my drift.

-Orson isn't really the...ambitious type. Figuring out how to aid him was going to be difficult.

-So, after a long moment of silence, he offers you a beer.

-You both end up talking about you, about him, about whatever it was that seemed to pop up in your heads in the moment.

-In the end, you are stuck with him. But, maybe he isn't that bad.

Karamatsu !!

Karla - Geek

-Karla was forced into doing the ritual by some people who wanted to 'hang out' and 'become friends'. Karla was skeptical, but it'd would be so rude not to accept the offer! He just had to!

-This poor idiot. (Affectionately)

-Whether you were summoned or not, he was absolutely terrified. Though, when you didn't appear, he was almost a bit...disappointed.

-One of the tormentors shoved him forward, and nearly caught himself on fire, of course he didn't but the circle sure did!

-The others ran off leaving only Karla behind, stunned by the beauty of the growing fire--his eyes are glued to the figure standing amongst the smoke.

-Probably too scared to scream, and unsure if he should be impressed, he managed to will such a being to be in his presence or absolutely terrified of you.

-He's very cautious, and more wary than most on this list. Regardless, he's enamored by you and tries and fails to play it cool.

-At least he's cute!

-Regardless of your gender or appearance or anything like that, he thinks you're beautiful.

-He stays out in the woods with you for a while until he finally realizes he doesn't know how to send you back.

-Karla apologizes profusely.

Choromatsu ...

Charlie - Nerd

(i dont like him im sorry..)

-Charlie didn't think it was going to work in the slightest. In fact, he was doing it specifically to prove a point to one of his brothers that there was no such thing as witchcraft and that they were just being idiotic or something.

-So, when it didn't work, a smug grin splayed on his lips, though he couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment deep down as he adjusted his glasses.

-Comically, his glasses accidentally lit the center on fire. He was stuck watching and panicking as the fire erupted before fading into grey smoke leaving a silhouette in its wake.

-On one hand, he's frozen in a state of fear and on the other hand, he's pissed that the summoning ritual actually worked.

-He thinks you're cute, regardless of gender/appearance. How could he be mad at you? Clearly it wasn't your or his fault!! Had to be something else to blame..

-Oh, right. It's the book's fault. It should've at least put a warning or something--anything to prevent scary demons being summoned. Just, not you though.

-At the end of the day, you can't go home, and neither can he. Charlie can't imagine what his brothers might say if they knew he actually did it..

Ichimatsu !!

Itchy - Goth

-Itchy found that book, and decided to crack it open to scare a prep that found their way wandering into the words.

-He was convinced this book was made by some witchcraft guru and that it wouldn't actually work. So, he wasn't let down when the initial ritual failed.

-Though, to drive the scare home, he tossed a small firecracker into the circle, and watched as the flames only got brighter before they died and only you remained.

-He is absolutely stunned. Staring, it takes him a moment to react. To which, he definitely loses his shit like most of everyone on this list.

-He didn't think to get this far or that it would even work. Itchy is unsure whether to apologize, panic, or bathe in the ego boost.

-Kinda just stands there and stares, unsure what to do or say. Itchy does eventually get more talkative, he just needs a minute.

-Well, at least he did manage to scare that prep in the end.

-Like Orson, he doesn't really have any ambition. It might be difficult to aid him more than most on this list, but who doesn't like a challenge.

-Trick question, but you have zero choice!

Jyushimatsu !!

Juicy - Freak

-How he got this book into his hands was unknown. He did show it off to Itchy looking for his opinion.

-Itchy didn't really think it was real, so Juicy thought it'd be fun to try out all sorts of cool things he saw.

-After maybe the third or fifth spell or something, trying and failing until his eyes caught onto the summoning page.

-Unlike his brothers, he wasn't discouraged, and kept tossing things in, changing things around before he eventually lights some book (hopefully not the spell book) on fire, and tossed it in when you finally appeared.

-He's ecstatic you finally made your arrival, and honestly is just happy it worked.

-Once you explain what you are and your lifelong purpose, it goes one ear and out the other. The first thing he asks after is how good your baseball pitch is.

-Well, at least he knows what he wants, unlike everyone else on this list.

Todomatsu !!

Todd - Messenger

-Poor Todd, similar to Karla was peer pressured or rather forced into doing the summoning ritual.

-When nothing happened, he was relived, though one of the tormentors wasn't happy with this and decided to try and light the book on fire.

-Surprise surprise, it didn't go well. Once the smallest hint of the match go close to the circle, flames erupted from the center. Eerier noises and screams before everything fell somewhat silent aside the scampering of the gaggle of guys who had left Todd behind.

-He is absolutely stunned. Unsure if it was the fact that it work or that you seemed to take him as your summoner. It was the other boys, really it was. But, apparently to you, that's not how it worked.

-You are now here to help him. A boost to his shiny ego.

-He wants revenge, not a moment too soon. A short-sighted way to see things as you are stuck with him.

-No, he doesn't want you to murder them. That would bring too much attention. What he wants is to destory their careers. Make sure they're outcasted and ruined beyond help! They might have to move towns..

-You'll help him right? Well, you kinda have to.

(Tbh I just wanted an excuse to show off these goobers more..)

[purposefully-lost]

He only thought of Buster after he'd started the engine. Charlie's hand had already fallen away from the ignition, and a deep, heavy sort of guilt settled on top of his chest. That poor dog had always deserved a better home than the one he gave him. He'd been too distant for too often, and he'd always sort of known that he should've found him somewhere else to go. Left alone like he would be for a few days now, he'd probably try to chew through the doors. Hell, there was a chance he'd succeed, as stubborn as he was.

Leaning back against the driver's seat, Charlie frowned to himself, then lifted a hand to scrub a stray tear away from his cheek. It wasn't as if he'd exactly planned on this. There wasn't anyone who'd think to go checking on his dog until someone found him, or until his mother happened to stop by the house again. He hadn't left anyone any notes to tell them that he was planning on disappearing. It'd been sort of an accident, really. He'd closed up early, after he'd spent two hours staring at the engine of a toyota and failing to make sense of something that was usually so familiar. Then he'd gotten into the driver's seat to drive the damn thing out into the parking lot only to remember he'd already closed the garage doors and shut off all the lights. And then he'd wondered if this wasn't what he'd wanted, anyway.

His mother would probably just take Buster to the shelter. Which wasn't horrible, but he deserved better prospects than that. Vi would give him a good chance. It was just that Vi never wanted to hear from him again and Charlie would respect that.

He tilted his head against the headrest and took in a soft breath, tasting nothing and wondering idly how long this would take. He knew it wasn't instant, but he knew it wasn't too slow, either. Not when done this way.

Buster was gonna be waiting on him. Chewing down on his lip, Charlie suppressed a shaky sound and reached out to find his phone where he'd dropped it on the passenger seat. He couldn't talk directly to Vi, but he could find someone close enough. He just had to hope he'd be receptive, after he'd gotten Vi hurt and left him behind those weeks ago.

[To: Nick] hey, you dont owe me any favors but I kind of need one

[To: Nick] would you mind checking in on the dog for me? spare key is under the rug. Id appreciate it

[To: Nick] thanks in advance

The phone was turned off and set to the side. There was every chance Nick wouldn't go, but he sort of hoped he would. Better for him to find Buster than his mom.

Charlie rested back against the seat and let his eyes fall shut. He'd thought of writing to Vi, but that would just break his heart, and he couldn't do that to him. The best he could do, he thought, was go quietly. And maybe it'd just feel like falling asleep.

@unwillingprince

[sturniolo04]

could you do another sturniolo little sister one? but maybe where she hasn’t come out to her brothers yet and she’s secretly dating madison beer and they catch her or find out somehow

sls!fwb!reader x fwb!Madison A/N: I hope you enjoy this it was definitely out of my normal for sure in terms of what I write, sorry it took me so long to get this completed. Also, if you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you- Charli

Dividers: @bernardsbendystraws

Layla and her brothers were always super close even though she is the youngest in the family and there was nothing you haven't told your brothers; you tell each other everything... except this one thing

That one thing being that you are gay and have been having a thing for you guys' best friend, Madison. It wasn't that you didn't trust them with this information, you just simply couldn't figure out how to tell them about this identity change and secret friends-with-benefit relationship you were currently journeying on. This is resulted in the shameful feeling of sneaking behind your brother's back and you knew you were going to have to tell them at some point and figuring out how you were going to do so.

"do we have to go to this party guys I kind of wanted to stay at home"

Layla groans out simply because she knew that madison would be there and being at a party like that wouldn't necessarily cover the sneaking around, I mean anything could happen anything.

"why wouldnt we"

chris shrugs as him and matt walk into your room where you and nick were since nick was helping you get ready against you will.

"i dont know its just not our scene"

you kind of lie it being not your scene.

"oh stop it will be fun plus you look good"

nick states as looks at your finished look in the mirror pulling your hair behind your shoulders.

'almost too good"

matt groans out going into protective mode before we even get to the party, little did they know. You let out a little huff in defeat just agreeing to go to the party and subtly hoping nothing bad happens.

"madison"

nick exclaims as you guys finally run into her at the party which was bound to happened.

"hey you guys how are you"

she greets hugging your brothers in a group hug. you stand there kind of awkwardly, blushing slightly at how good she looked tonight.

"yeah i feel like we havent seen you in a while"

matt states as nick and chris agree.

"yeah it definitely has been a minute but I mean i've-"

she trails off pushing some of her brown hair behind her ear showcasing her iconic hoop earrings you always loved on her. it was just something about how to complimented her face, skin tone and her brown doe eyes.

" hung out with layla"

she shyly states as you two make eye contact with each other as she softly smiling.

"oh yeah we have you know girl time"

you agree breaking eye contact with her looking everywhere else but her eyes.

"oh she is the favorite i see"

chris jokes as shoves your shoulder slightly.

"yeah she is"

madison giggles as she abruptly cuts herself off wanting to get you alone away from your brothers.

"im actually im going to steal her you wont be needing her anytime soon"

madison jokes with your brothers grabbing your hand pulling you away from the three.

you and madison a snuck off to random empty room in the house to get some time with you.

"finally"

madison giggles taking your hands in hers after closing the door.

"hi"

she softly whispers out giggling pushing some hair out of your way behind your ear. A pink tint rising on your face looking down at the carpeted floor.

"you look good"

you sigh out subtly biting your lip and looking into her eyes as you two begin lean in.

"yo where did madison and layla go"

chris questions matt and nick as he makes his way over to where they were sitting.

"i dont know they were somewhere"

matt shrugs ready to go home already.

"i think madison went upstairs but im not sure where layla went though"

nick states looking at his phone then up at his younger triplet brother.

"isnt madison sleeping over though lets go find him I'm honestly ready to go"

chris groans out as matt and nick stand up to follow him upstairs.

"same here im soo ready to go"

matt agrees as they begin to trek upstairs. They slowly make their way to the door not even thinking to knock before opening it.

"oh"

matt states shocked as you and madison pull away.

"i can explain"

you rush out.

"wait layla youre gay"

nick questions with his jaw dropped.

"ye-yeah"

you stutter out finally admitting it

"i just didnt know how to tell you guys I'm sorry"

you rush out again and nick comes up to you resting his hands on his shoulders.

"lay its okay we support you plus"

nick chuckles out

"we love you either way"

chris chimes in as him and matt make their way over to you as well as madison as she beings to rest her head on your shoulder.

"okay"

you sigh out.

"plus yall are cute or whatever"

matt jokes.

Taglist @mintsturniolo @dirtylittleheart333 @wh0resstuff

@stayingstromboli @spicymuffins03 @chaoswithus @ksturnz

@emely9274

[blackdollette]

I dunno if your requests are closed but hear me out

Danny/gabe or Charlie being edged so long but accidentally has a ruined orgasm?

Maybe dacryphilia,begging,(degrading????)

I don’t know I just want to see them completely ruined and crying because they couldn’t feel their orgasm after a long period of time :(

i love this sm. and i haven't written for charlie in a hot minute.

"pretty when i cry." | charlie walker

pretty when you cry. - lana del rey

( @roryculkinluvr posted smth very similar to this. check them out!! )

dom!reader x sub!charlie

contents: stalking, masturbation, ruined orgasm, use of vibrator, degradation (just a little), crying, begging, blowjob, cum eating

not proofread.

charlie walker was a lot of things, but quiet surely wasnt one of them. you could hear the sound of him rustling in the bushes as soon as you started undressing. his soft moans and whimpers that you could tell he was trying to keep at a low volume pierced through your ears as he started to touch himself at the sight of you.

but you decided to just let him have it. you undressed slowly, taking your time to show him every part of your body. you got a little closer to the window as you heard his noises getting louder. the way his whimpers got more high-pitched was a giveaway he was getting closer to his orgasm.

you made sure to time the exact moment he was about to cum. as soon as his voice gave the signal, you stuck your head out the window, making him freeze like a deer in headlights. you smiled as you made eye contact with him. "such a naughty boy, charlie..." his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

you see his exposed cock, swollen and dripping with precum. he was painfully close to his orgasm, but now it had been completely ruined. you pouted with fake pity. "oh, poor boy was so close to cumming, hm?" you said. charlie nodded, ashamed. even though something inside of you wanted to punish him for being so needy, another part of you wanted to give him what he wanted.

"why dont you come inside? then i can help you with... that." charlie smiled as he made his way into your bedroom. he looked around like this was a completely new sight for him, even though he had watched you through that window a thousand times.

charlie shifted slightly as he saw a pair of your underwear laying on your bed, feeling his boner returning. he slipped the underwear into his pocket while your back was turned. they would be perfect for his jerkoff sessions. you turned around, holding something in your hand. "get on the bed, char." he didnt hesitate to follow your order.

you set the item to the side and sat down beside him, your hand trailing down his body. charlie couldn't breathe as he felt you touching him. he found himself getting dizzy when ever you walked past him in the halls, or made eye contact for a fraction of a second, so this was taking him to a new level.

you moved your hand down to his throbbing bulge, making his breath get caught in his throat. you were going to help him get off. his fantasy of so many years was finally going to come true. "get those pants off for me, charlie." you whispered.

his hands were shaking as he moved them to his fly, unzipping it quickly. his cock was partially out of his boxers after having tried to put it back in when you'd caught him. it sprung out, the tip angry and red, like it was about to burst. you picked up the vibrator that you had set to the side, switching it on.

you pressed it onto the tip of his cock, making him whimper as precum leaked from it once again. you ran it up and down his length, making his whole body shake. he never wouldve thought that you of all people would be willing to do something like this for him.

you had to admit, you were enjoying yourself too. you like seeing him squirm every time the toy reached the tip again. you liked how red his face got when you gently massaged his balls. it was taking all of charlie's willpower to not cum all over you at that second.

he started bucking his hips into the toy as he body started to heat up. you increased the vibrators power, trying to get a reaction out of him. he bit his lip as he let out a muffled whimper. he had never felt anything like this before. it felt so much better than just his hand doing all the work.

"m-mh... im gonna cum... i-is that ok..?" he asked between groans and whimpers. you nodded, but noticed that the vibrations were going down. charlie noticed to, and he tried to move against it as he desperately tried to chase his orgasm, but it was no use. the vibrator died at the worst time.

charlie's eyes welled with tears as his orgasm had been denied for the second time. "n-no... i was so close..!" you tossed the toy to the side. you looked at charlie as tears started streaming down his red cheeks. it was the most pathetic thing that you'd ever seen. but you kind of liked it.

"p-please..! you cant stop now... im so close, j-just please let me cum..." he whined as a little smirk crept onto your face. "wow. youre even more pathetic than i thought, aren't you?" charlie tried to wipe away his tears, but they just kept on coming.

you felt a slight sense of pity for him, so you got down on your knees in between his legs, looking up at him. you took his swollen cock in your hands, bringing the tip to your mouth. you started swirling your tongue around the tip, making charlie's mind run mad at the sight and the feeling.

the lowered your head onto it, taking the entire thing into your mouth. his moans were so high-pitched and whiny that you just wanted to keep on teasing him, but you knew that the poor boy had had enough. you deepthroated in entire cock, humming a little to send vibrations down his body.

"c-can i cum now..? p-please, i need it..!" you nodded at his request, bobbing your head up and down even faster. he threw his head back as his orgasm came pouring out of him. he emptied out all his load int you mouth, and it was a lot more than you had anticipated for.

you pulled you mouth off of his cock, swallowing all of his cum. charlie looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing on the planet, which you were in his eyes. "t-thank you. thank you so much." he said as he zipped his softening cock back into his pants.

you nodded, a little smile on your face. "anytime, char." he stood up from the bed, preparing to leave, but you cleared your throat and put your hand out. he sighed before taking your underwear out of his pocket and handing it back to you.

author's note: i havent written for charlie in a while, so this was a very nice refresher. and requests and still open, so keep them coming :))