I Dont Know If You Write For This But Could I Please Have Some Headcanons Of Carl Gallagher With A Chubby

i don’t know if you write for this but could i please have some headcanons of carl gallagher with a chubby goth gf?

Oh my gosh- of course!!!

• He will love just sitting there and watching you do your makeup. Like he adores it. He’d definitely tell you that you should do that trend that’s like, ‘what I look like when I sat down’ and vs ‘when I got up’.

• Is your hype man through and through. Wearing a dress? HYPING YOU UP!! Wearing baggy skater pants? Your hype man. Wearing a shirt that shows off your curves? He can fight <3.

• Loves resting his head on the plush of your thighs. Hell, he’ll even rest his head on your chest. Two favorite spots for him, and his favorite part about it all is that you can run your fingers through his hair.

• Would let you do his makeup, once and once only. Thought he looked badass, but ended up taking it off 30 minutes in.

• Favorite thing is seeing you black lipstick anywhere on him. Kiss his neck? He better see some damn lipstick left over.

• If you dye your hair on your own, you better know that he will help you with it. Helping rising out your hair, mixing some of the hair dye and applying it into your hair. He loves it.

• He loves pinching your cheeks, he finds it hilarious. You have on all of this dark makeup and seem so dead inside and here he is, just cooing at you and pitching your cheeks.

“Giving you all my love, all my love.”- Lorenzo Berkshire Headcannons!!

• He was someone else. Different from his friends, different from the stereotypes, different from his family. A warm hearted boy who caught your heart. Bringing a sweet or lolly to a friend just to see that small smile or a little head nod with a very soft ‘thank you, Lorenzo.’

• He tries in his classes, but never can do well. He tries and tries, the best he’ll get is a C. But he is doing his best, and with you around and his friends, he strives to work harder.

• He falls into his friends. The soft, loving boy you met had slowly washed away, turning into a boy who had forgotten about you, went out of his way to keep tally’s on girls he was with, skipping, failing, getting into drugs and alcohol, going to parties and all.

• He wanted to go back, he truly did. But this was his his life now. Some of his habits he stopped, drinking and going to parties. He had found you, wanting to talk and make up.

• He had believed in the myth of meeting someone again for the second time. This was his second time, and he can’t lose you even if it kills him.

• It had taken awhile for you to trust him and for things to go back to normal, but it all fell in place as time went on. You guys got back together, force Lorenzo to go to class, study and try again. He stooped, for you.

• Now that he had you back again, he cannot lose you again.

Could you do a 3 sum with Vampire bella and Edward (idk why but vampire bella hits differently she's more brave and cocky😩)

Ofc ofc ofc!!

Warnings; Smut, Poly!Relationship, pnv, overstimulation, wlw, hair pulling, human!reader, no plot really (I’m not good at this!)

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+, MINORS PLEASE DON’T INTERACT!!

Bella had no problem when it came to her controlling herself when it came to you. Edward on the other hand, he still wasn’t used to it- but he could stand you. Now here you are, standing in the shower with Bella in front of you and Edward behind you, slowly entering you as he watched every single one of your reactions from over your shoulder.

You had your head rested in Bella’s neck, gasping at the feeling as you bring your hands up to her scalp, gently pulling at the brown roots. Your chest had been flushed against hers, as Edwards chest was to your back. You were freezing, yet burning at the same time. Their bodies radiated a coolness into you, into your veins. Yet the hot water that was pouring down in your body was saving you from feeling their abnormally cold body temperatures all the way.

“What she thinking?” Bella hums out as she feels you tug at her brown locks. She runs her hands all over your back, soothing whatever feeling that you had. “Thinking about how she wants me to move.” He says to her with a smirk as he slowly starts to move his hips, his hands resting in your waist. He pulls almost all the way out before going inside of you fully again. Whimpering at the feeling, you pick your head up and notice Bella staring at you.

She dipped her head slightly and connected her lips with yours as your body gently swayed with every thrust Edward gave you. She pulled back to watch your expression, not getting to see it for long as you rested your head on her shoulder, letting our small ‘Hmps’ every so often. Her hand had slowly moved down, reaching your clit and slowly drawing circles into it.

If you weren’t being loud before, you sure were now. Your nails dug into her arms, leaving crescent marks from how hard you were holding onto her. “What’s she thinking about now?” Bella asks again, looking at Edward. “I don’t think she has a single coherent thought in her head.” He laughs at you, feeling how you clenched around him. He picked up his pace, watching you tip over the edge, holding onto Bella as you did so.

Edward continued his abuse inside you, watching as you rode out your high before coming back to your senses and feeling them become to much. “Wait, wait!” You say as you lifted your head, only for Edwards free hand to push you head back down onto Bella’s shoulder. He only grunted at the feeling of you tightening around him more. “Bella, t’much!” You whined as you attempted to grab her wrist, trying to pull it away from your aching clit.

“Stop.” She huffs out as she grabs both of your wrists in her free hand, watching as you struggle. “Just take what we give you, alright?” She says to you sweetly as she watches you go over again. Once more, you come back, both shaking and trying to pull away only for Edward to grab your hips and pull you closer to him. “I’m almost there.” He whisperers to you. It took longer for him to get there than humans do, so he tried quickly.

Bella had grabbed Edwards face, pulling him into a kiss as he came undone, filling himself inside you as you were pressed up against both vampires. You knew you weren’t done being used yet, you still had a few more rounds before exhaustion would over come you and Edward and Bella would use each other.

‘Think it took it too far, when I sold you my heart.’- Draco Malfoy @riu-riu

“Wait, what?” Their question was so random from the conversation you were just having, it caught you off guard. “Draco. Do you like him?” Your friend had asked again, this time peering up from their plate for a few moments before looking back down and stabbing a piece of food before taking a bite.

You had paused, calculating their question and how to respond. It was true, you had. But nobody had known, love wasn’t a topic that had been commonly discussed. Well, not until the ball’s, the dances and the holidays had been coming up. Picking up your glass, taking a sip and setting it down, you had answered.

“I think he is a good person. Quite charming but has flaws.” You say, poking something on your plate with your fork, but never bringing it to your lips. “I have a few classes with him, and he’s really smart.” You trail off, never noticing the small smile that was plastered on your face. “Sometimes him and his friends will risk their futures in this school to make the class laugh! Or how he’ll score a goal in quidditch like nothing!” You had went on and on, talking only about his charming qualities, never his flaws.

Your friends had made eye contact with each other, smiling ear to ear. “Huh. You’ve got a crush on Malfoy.” Your brunette friend had spoken, seemingly in a mocking tone. She had giggled, though you had only seen it as a gesture of excitement. You were wrong.

That giggle wasn’t out of excitement, but out of power. Your little confession had been passed around Hogwarts like wild fire. Every house, year, teacher, anything you could’ve thought of had known. Even worse, Draco. He had went from never looking in your direction or acknowledging you to dirty glares across the class room or great hall.

His eyes would piece through you, as if you had placed a spell on him and had cursed his family for years. His friends would do the same. Glares, mocking, laughing, pointing, teasing.

A few weeks had passed and the joking and mocking had went down. Finally your life went back to normal, or you thought. The sound of glass clinking loudly and boys and girls cheering is what caught your attention. Draco, standing on a clear spot on the table, looking as if he was preparing a speech. You friends had laughed and looked at you, smiling. They might have known your crush on Draco, but not what was planned.

“Excuse me for a moment. As many of you have heard about the certain someone who had taken a liking to me, I’d like to say a few things.” He says, looking at you and your friend group. “Me and this girl are not dating and as a matter of fact, I would never date this girl. She is ugly, disgusting, stupid and frankly nothing any guy would look for in a woman.”

He finishes off with his last statement. “And if one ever catches me with a women like her, you have my full permission to slap everything and anything out of me.” He was done, stepping down as everyone had laughed and clapped, cheering on his name as they clapped and slammed on the tables like a ritual.

Frozen you were, still as a statue. Your friends had stared with blank expressions, their faces going one shade lighter after his speech. There was nothing you could feel. Embarrassment, sadness, anger, shame, guilt. Nothing, it was a open, white canvas.

‘Hoppin’ off a jet ski’- Carl Gallagher Headcannons!!

• I will hold your hand while saying this, this boy has a mouth. He has said almost every insult in the book, any swear word that exists- he’ll even makeup new ones. His language is horrible and you’d have to smack him to his senses.

• He likes to be at your house any chance he can get. Home away from home basically. Its nicer there and isn’t as hectic. He can lay down in your bed and not have to hear someone down stairs yelling at someone not to get arrested or to stop breaking something.

• He has guilt that is unmatched. He hates the fact you can get him things, yet he can’t reciprocate. Of course he is thankful for all of it, but it stings him every time you get him something and he has nothing to offer. But promise, he’ll love on you the rest of the week. Hugs, kisses, holding hands, helping out with simple things, taking walks with you in some areas that are a little bit nicer from Southside Chicago.

• Would actually send letters while in juvie. Not all lovey dovey like he was in war, but not boring like sending an email to a professor of yours. It was just enough to keep you on the edge wanting him to send another, but have you practically begging him to add more info.

Theodore just adores pulling you in by your neck or tie to give kisses. Walking away to go to class and here he is grabbing you by the back of your neck to give you a kiss till you can’t breathe only for him to let go and kiss the top of your head before walking off as if he didn’t do a single thing to you. He is sinful and he knows it.