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hey guys I’m almost done writing the first part of the Jordan fanfic btw does anyone know how to link the next part to the first chapter bc I have no idea

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hii :3 how are you today? can i request dom!charlie fingerfucking fem!reader during movie night? all of their friends are with them so the reader has to be quiet.. also charlie gets really excited during the kill scenes

(inspired by a literal dream of mine i can’t breathe)

A/N: hi anon! i'm doing well, thank you sm for asking :). i love this idea, and i am so so jealous of your dream 😩. hope you enjoy!

Movie Night <3 - Charlie x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: dom!charlie, sub!fem!reader, descriptions of gore, semi-public (?) fingering, cum eating

It was a cold, dark night, perfect for a scary movie. Charlie had invited you, Robbie, Kirby, Jill, and a few other friends over for a little movie night, specifically a slasher he had been wanting to watch forever.

That's how you ended up curled up on the couch, listening to everyone chatter and laugh while Charlie set up the TV. You were under a soft, blue blanket, which was slung over your legs comfortably. Robbie had sat next to you, the two of you making casual conversation about who knows what.

"Alright, that should do it.. you guys ready?" Charlie asked, turning to face the group with an excited smile. Most of them were sat on the floor, beers in hand and a large bowl of popcorn amongst them. Everyone agreed, beginning to settle down as the opening cedits started to flash across the screen. Charlie moved away from the TV, pointing at Robbie as he approached the couch.

"Get up, that's my spot," he huffed, glancing at you. Robbie groaned, but didn't argue, getting up and joining everyone else on the floor. Charlie grinned, settling himself on the couch with you. He leaned against the back, one of his thighs pressed to the arm of the couch. Once he was comfortable, he gave you an expecting look, wordlessly inviting you to cuddle up to him.

You didn't hesitate, scooting closer and moving the blanket so it was covering both your lower halves. You laid against his side, feeling his arm wrap around you. Both your legs hung off the couch, feet planted on the floor and your eyes landing on the TV.

The movie started out with one of those shorter clips they play in the beginning to get you interested, a pretty blonde girl innocently getting ready for bed. She's texting her boyfriend, brushing her teeth, getting changed.. perfectly mundane activities, unaware of her unfortunate future. Soon she's screaming and crying, getting chased down and brutally attacked by the antagonist. It's a classic opening, which you knew Charlie would appreciate.

Charlie was, of course, glued to the scene. He was watching with a small smile as it continued it's chorus of screams and metallic slashing, flashes of red reflecting in his eyes when the blood started flowing. He was absolutely enamored, and it had barely started.

When the movie cut out of the opening scene and started introducing the main characters, he took the time to look down at you. You were paying close attention to the film, the lights from the screen bouncing across your features fluidly. He bit his lower lip, his eyes raking down your figure slowly.

He could see down your shirt from the upward angle he was at, the sight making him fight back an eager smile. He glanced down to get an eyeful of those thighs he loved so much, sighing quietly when he remembered the blanket. It covered your legs, blocking his view.

You peeked up at him when he sighed, noticing he was more focused on you than the movie. He met your gaze, giving you a sheepish smile when you caught him staring. You just smiled back, shaking your head a bit and getting closer to him before looking at the TV again. It wasn't unusual to catch him staring, but it never failed to make you feel flattered.

He watched the movie with you for a while, and while he was interested, he just couldn't focus with you so close. He could feel how warm you were, even through the fabric of his clothes. After a few more minutes, he couldn't help himself anymore, moving his arm from around your shoulder downwards. You didn't think much of it when he settled his hand on your thigh, still looking forward. He squeezed gently, fingers pressing into the soft, warm flesh. His eyes stayed pinned on the screen, not wanting to miss the upcoming scene as he moved.

You started to squirm a little when his hand slipped upward, closer to the space between your legs. You turned to look at him, leaning up a little so only he could hear you.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, glancing at the others to make sure they didn't hear you. He shrugged, giving you a mock confused look. "I'm watching the movie," he answered innocently, turning his attention back to the screen. Kirby turned when she heard you chattering, briefly looking between the two of you before ignoring it.

You realized you were too close to the group to make any noise, your face starting to feel hot as you tried to stay focused. A gruesome scene was taking place on the TV, which of course, had almost all Charlie's attention.

Almost.

His hand moved higher up until his fingertips were brushing over the waistband of your pajama shorts, a shiver rolling up your spine at the warmth of his skin on yours. All you could do was try to control your breathing, your underwear getting more and more damp, soaking with your arousal.

He pushed his hand into your shorts, feeling how wet you were through the ruined underwear. You sucked in a sharp breath, catching Kirby's attention yet again.

"You alright?" she asked, and suddenly everyone's eyes were on you. Your face became hot, your lips parting as you tried to think of something to say. She looked a little confused, probably concerned about how flustered you looked.

"Yes.. yeah! Yeah, this movie's just giving me the heebie jeebies," you lied, earning a little smile from her. "I know, right? It's way better than I thought it'd be," she commented, and you weakly returned the smile. Your head fell back when she looked away, thanking whatever high power there was for keeping her oblivious to what you were doing.

Charlie kept you close, his free hand reaching under the blanket to force your legs apart. You bit back a whine, forgetting about the movie and turning to look up at him. He didn't return the look, watching the movie like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

He started rubbing his fingers over your clothed clit, shushing you quietly when you gasped. Nobody noticed that time, focused on the movie. You gripped onto his forearm, hips involuntarily bucking forward against his hand before stilling again, your palms sweaty and you breathing uneven.

You tried your hardest to focus, but it was impossible. All you knew was two characters on screen had been having a heart to heart or something, when they started kissing deeply, clawing at eachothers shirts and panting heavily. From the music and the way it was shot, you knew damn well what was about to happen.

Sure enough, things started escalating quick, and before you could really process it, it cut to a sex scene between the two. That actually held your gaze, and the coincidence would have been funny if you weren't internally battling your unbearable urge to beg for more from your resolute boyfriend.

Robbie whistled lowly when the girls tits were shown on screen, winning a smack on the back of the head from one of the girls, though you weren't paying much attention anymore. Charlie, however, watched with focus, thinking about the two of you in their position. He was working himself up, impatient with his own agonizing pace. He moved his hand, finally shoving it into your underwear after what felt like ages. He groaned under his breath, masking it with a weak cough.

He leaned his head down a bit, putting his lips close to your ear and making sure only you could hear him. To an outsider, it just looked like you guys were cuddling, the blanket concealing what was really happening to you. He quietly hummed in contemplation, teasing your soaked entrance with his index finger.

"Right here?" he asked lowly, though he already knew the answer. You nodded frantically, your nails digging into his arm and your heart pounding. It was so surreal that he was actually doing this to you, right where any of your friends could catch you.

Thank god he had the TV up pretty loud, because if he hadn't, there was no way anyone would mistake the wet sound of him finally pushing his finger into your needy cunt. You were biting your lip so hard that you thought you would bleed, your other hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He felt a sense of accomplishment, holding you close to him and leaning down. He kissed the top of your head, mumbling a quiet 'I know' before focusing on yet another gorey scene.

"Dude, the blood looks so real," Robbie said, and Charlie nodded, casual as can be. "Yeah it does, I told you it was gonna be good," he replied. He turned his head down to you, giving you a teasing smile. "You like it so far?" he asked, and you could only nod, trying not make any sound. You knew if you tried to speak, it would just come out all wrong. However, you actually did take the time to acknowledge the scene he was so into.

The way it looked was extremely disturbing, but well shot. He watched carefully, starting to pump his finger in and out of you simultaneously. You took deep breaths, your forehead starting to sweat a little as you got more and more worked up.

His thumb began working circles on your clit, middle finger joining his index. An unexpected whimper slipped from your lips, and Charlie's fingers paused, fear shooting though you. You cursed mentally, realizing you definitely weren't quiet this time. Some girl who's name you didn't quite remember turned this time, locking eyes with you.

"Are you sure you're okay? You're acting weird," she asked, annoyance tinting her voice. You felt embarrassed, but you weren't the one to answer her.

"Chill out, I accidentally pulled their hair. Just watch the movie," Charlie replied, upset by the interruption. She paused, before scoffing and turning her attention back to the TV. His reaction only turned you on more, you loved when he got all defensive for you. You leaned up when nobody was minding you anymore, pressing an appreciative kiss to his jaw. He smiled lazily, pushing his fingers back in when he was sure you guys were in the clear. You promised yourself you wouldn't get caught again, unsure how you'd be able to get out of it a third time.

The pleasure was all-consuming, leaving you completely breathless as he worked on you. His fingers were coated with your slick, yet still giving you enough friction to drive you nuts. Your stomach fluttered when he pushed them deeper, the length of his fingers never failing to make you squirm.

He was going faster now, his thumb applying more pressure to your clit and his fingers occasionally curling. You tried your best to stay quiet, which didn't go unnoticed by Charlie. He would make sure to reward you later that night for being so good, but for now he just wanted to get you to your release.

Your eyes were watering from frustration, unable to move around or say anything as he fingerfucked you under the blanket. You could faintly hear the lewd, wet noises, but with all the grotesque sounds coming out of the TV's speakers, you were sure it would be fine. Through all of it, Charlie stayed pretty much caught up with the movie, multitasking extremely well.. considering what he was doing. You, however, had no clue what it was about so far, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his fingers.

Your walls started clenching around his fingers, your legs shaky slightly and your eyes fluttering shut. Charlie could tell you were getting closer and closer, but he didn't stop, keeping you close against him and leaning down to speak quietly to you one last time.

"Come on, cum for me," he whispered, barely audible. You held onto his forearm for dear life, your other hand grasping desperately at his leg as the burning knot in your stomach snapped, hurling you over the edge. It all came down on you at once, the sweet, perfect pleasure multiplying rapidly as you shook in his grasp. He held you tight, pulling his attention from the movie to help you ride it out. He used his free hand to grab your jaw, tilting your head up and pressing his lips to yours in a messy kiss.

You shuddered when it was over, still kissing him deeply as he pumped his fingers a few more times. He pulled back, an excited grin on his face when he met your tired gaze. You watched as he pulled his hand out of your pants and up to his mouth, pushing them past his lips. He was as quiet as he could be, cleaning them off. He had to fight back a satisfied hum, just settling back in like nothing ever happened.

He held you close for the rest of the movie, letting you lay your head in his lap and rubbing your back affectionately. He didn't say anything else for the duration of the film, silently planning what he was gonna do to you when everyone else left.

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A/N: in my charlie era tbh. i have so many requests for him, i love it 😭. this one's kinda rushed, and honestly it felt weird to not write more dialogue, but i was still so excited to write this :)! hope you enjoyed <3. (not proofread yet).

Promise part 3

I'm still working on two requests but in the meantime here's my AIB story

Y/n started to sprint to the vent as the person tried kicking the door open. Y/n climbed onto the chair and hurried to pull herself up into the vent. Just as she made it, 'it' started shooting. They grazed y/n's leg with one of the bullets

Y/n winced in pain but started crawling through it as quickly as possible. She stopped once the sound of bullets started to fade. She leaned against the side of the vent and looked to her leg. Her leg started to bleed profusely

Y/n ripped the stomach of her shirt and quickly wrapped it around the wound, tying it off. She leaned back again and suddenly realized

"That asshole left me" she whispered to herself. She felt the fury in her rise abruptly

"God when I find him he's dead" she spoke angrily. She mad herself get on her hands and knees to start crawling again. When she started to move she almost cried out in pain but held it in for the sake of her life

"15 minutes left"

The intercom spoke. Y/n sighed in relief, man how time flies when you're worried for your life. She still had her gun with her in the back of her pants because she didn't have any other place to put it

She was about to turn a corner until she heard something. Y/n froze and hid around the corner quietly. She grabbed her gun and held it at ready

She heard whatever it was getting closer. She turned the corner quickly and aimed the gun. She saw the blonde man raise his hands sarcastically

"You piece of shit. You left me to die back there" she whisper shouted. He cocked his brow

"Would you have stayed back there while a lunatic was shooting a gun?" He questioned rhetorically. Y/n huffed, still angry about being left. She lowered her gun and turned

"I'm finding a place to stay until this game is over" she spoke quietly. Chishiya almost laughed

"They know we're in the vents, what's to stop him from following" y/n halted. She pondered and realized that they did see her climb into the vent

"Ok so we need to get out of the vents, where would be a safe place to go though?" She turned to the man

"I don't know about you but I'm going to one of the clothing stores. You can stay in here if you'd like" he turned and started crawling. Y/n thought on it for a moment but ultimately her choices were very slim. She started to follow him through the vents, both trying to stay as quiet as possible

After a lot of twists and turns they made it to a clothing store. Y/n thought this might be helpful since she only has the outfit she's wearing. She pondered where the best hiding places in here would be and decided on 3 choices

The closet, under the desk, and the employee room. Under the desk wouldn't help with bullet holes and it's obvious, the closet would be where anyone would check so that only leaves the employee room. She just has to figure out where they would keep the key

Y/n looked through everything around the counter area

"Looking for something?" Chishiya Queried. Y/n huffed

"The key to the employee room. It's the best place to hide" she knelt down to check the Cupboards

"You mean this key?" Chishiya held the key by the strap and let it dangle. Y/n tilted her head a bit

"Where did you find it?" She questioned. He smirked and pointed to the shelves

"They should really hide it better" y/n let out a chuckle

"Well what are you waiting for? Let's get in there now" she ushered him to the door. Just as he was about to put the key in the lock they heard footsteps

“YES!!” I shouted, standing from my chair immediately. I got accepted into Godolkin University. It’s been a dream of mine for a while now

“What?” My older sister came rushing in. I smiled wide at her while she looked confused

“I GOT ACCEPTED!!” She started smiling and hugged me

“I’m so proud of you!” We both celebrated together for a while

Soon it came the day for me to pack the last of my things. I was excited, nervous, maybe even a little seldom for leaving home but it was finally time. I said my goodbyes to my sister and started my way to Godolkin university

I got into the school for my teleportation powers, a video went viral a few days ago of me stopping a robber while at the bank. I try to stay off social media but I still know about things that are trending

I stepped out of my cab and was standing in front of my dream school. I couldn’t help but smile and looked at my map. I hate maps of schools though, they don’t really help me

Suddenly someone bumped into me and I dropped the map

“Oh I’m so sorry” I apologized quickly. I looked up at the person and it was polarity’s son

“I think I’m the one that’s supposed to be apologizing” he had a small smile and I chuckled

“Yeah I guess so. Hey do you happen to know where the dorms are? I’m a little lost” he bends down to pick up my map and hand it to me

“Yeah I can show you” he out stretches his hand to me

“I’m Andre” I accept the handshake with a smile

“I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you” on the way to the dorms he asks me questions about myself and I return the favor

“So you have any siblings?” He asks another question but I don’t mind

“Yes, I have an older sister. She was honestly my rock throughout everything. She was so happy when I told her I got into this school” Andre nodded listening to me instead of dozing off during my little rambles

“That’s nice, kind of makes me wish I had a sibling” I laughed and he looked at me quizzically

“Trust me it has its ups and downs. We fought a lot as little kids, she would pull my hair and I would teleport her to the zoo” he laughed a little surprised

“You could teleport? And you took her to the zoo?” He questioned in a little disbelief. I laughed at the memory

“It was the only thing I could think of, she hated the lizards!” We laughed even harder and I couldn’t help but think of how much I’m going to miss her

“But no matter how hard we fought she would always be there for me” I smiled warmly. We talk a little more and we finally show up at the dorms

“Thank you for helping me find the dorms and for some nice conversation. I hope I get to see you around” I smile at him. He seems like a nice person, very open to new people

“Well me and a few friends are going out tonight, wanna come with?” I thought about it for a second. He is my first friend here but I’ll need more than one friend at a university this big. I made a decision

“Sure” he tells me when and where to meet them and I go to find my room number. Number 403 popped up soon enough and I walk in to see my dorm with one bed. I looked at it confused and worried that there might have been a mix up

I set my things down and look around. There’s nothing that suspects another person has been in here, just one bed and empty shelves. I leave my things in a corner of the room and go to find an office but before I do, I bump into a girl in the hallway

She has short blonde hair and bright brown almost hazel eyes

“Oh I’m so sorry” I apologized immediately. What is it with the me and bumping into people lately. She smiles at me

“No, no it’s totally ok. Hey you’re the girl moving into room 403 right?” Her voice is sweet and excited. I nodded

“My name is y/n, hey do you know why I only have one bed?” She looked confused as well and walked to my doorway to see

“Maybe they just didn’t have a roommate for you, happens sometimes because ya know it’s a famous school and all that” and shrugged her shoulders, “maybe you should go down to the office to see” I nodded

“Can you uh do me a favor and point me in the direction of the office please? I’m not good with maps” she smiled and laughed a little

“Yeah of course” she gave me directions that I followed to a T and suddenly I’m in front of a large building. I walk down a large hallway and look at everything I’m passing by and I can’t help but be amazed at everything I’m seeing

I finally see someone and walk up to them a little nervously. They have headphones in at the moment but once I walk up to them they take the headphones out

“Hi uhm is this where I talk to someone about my dorm because I only have one bed and I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have a roommate or-“ I was cut off from my rambling

“This is professor brinks office for criminology, not a place for you to ask about your dorm room” they blatantly spoke. I felt so embarrassed and my face started to turn a little pink

“Oh I’m so sorry, I’m new here and got the wrong directions and I’m sorry again. I hope you have a good day” I was about to walk away when h to eh shouted a name

“Jordan, my name is Jordan” I turned back and gave a small smile

“My name is y/n, I would say it’s nice to meet you but I’m just embarrassed right now” they smiled and I couldn’t help but think their smile is beautiful

“Don’t be, it happens a lot of the time with freshman” they continue, “and I wouldn’t worry about the dorm situation, they sometimes give people their own room. Cherish it you might get a roommate next year” I laugh a little

“Thank you and again, I’m sorry for wasting your time” they just smile and I turn to walk back to my dorm

any feedback would be good, this is just a snippet of the story so far

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2. love

3. marianne

4. lady phoebe