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constantlymisgendered · 1 year

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Hope you’re having a good morning/night! I was wondering if you could do something where maybe the reader and Charlie are on vacation with readers family and have to sleep in separate beds, but reader has a nightmare in the middle of the night and goes and gets in bed with him? The nightmare could be about ghostface or just any random thing, i’m not picky! And it can be smutty if you want, it’s totally up to you. thanks so much!! I hope spring break is treating you well <3

"held me in your arms just a little too tight." | charlie walker

white mustang. - lana del rey

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female!reader x charlie

word count: 931

contents: smutty references, blood, murder, gore, violence, fluffy stuff at the end

charlie listened to the sweet sound of you humming in the shower, washing off the many sweaty hours of travel in his cramped van. perched on the edge of his bed, he taps his foot along to the beat of the music playing on his walkman, glancing at the clock between your two beds. unbeknownst to you, he had had to pull a few strings to be able to share a room with you but as it came down to this, it was all worth it. clad in plaid boxer shorts, dull white socks and a ghostface shirt that he had worn too many times, he looks at the open suitcase resting on your bed, analyzing each of your possessions.

you had the essentials: soap, a few bottles of lotion, and a couple of conspicuous tampons that failed to be hidden. his eyes shot over to the golden light underneath the door, taking the hint that you wouldn’t be done in the shower anytime soon.

he clicked pause on his music, rising up from his bed and taking slow steps toward your territory. he ran his hand along the soft blanket, sitting down right beside the suitcase. charlie was fully aware that he was a creep, but he was helpless to stopping himself when paradise was just a step away.

his hand rummaged through your belongings, taking in everything from your little trinkets to accessories. he savoured these items until he got to the bottom, where you kept your clothing. his gaze landed on a pair of silky pajama shorts that you had been wearing just a week ago. he brought his nose close to the fabric, exhaling deeply as he put them down. underneath a few more shirts and pants, he reached your underwear.

he picked up a pair of your panties, salivating at the feeling of the soft material in his grip. he felt a sizzle directly in his core, biting his lip as he pressed your underwear to his boxers. he slipped his thumbs underneath the waistband of his shorts, trailing his hand lower and lower…

his provocative motions were interrupted by the shower coming to a halt. he jumped, frantically scurrying back to his own bed and laying down, trying his hardest not to look suspicious as you came out of the bathroom wrapped in a damp towel. he looked at you through his peripherals, swallowing hard as you carried your suitcase back into the bathroom to get dressed.

as you shut the door to the bathroom, he let out a relieved breath, opening his palm to reveal the panties that were still in his possession. maybe you wouldn’t notice, he thought to himself even though he didn’t believe it. several minutes passed and he could sense your confusion through the door. you emerged from the bathroom once again, wearing the silky pajamas that had previously been in his grasp.

“char, have you seen any of my clothes by chance?” he gulped, his palms becoming clammy as he took in the sight of your perfect thighs walking toward him. he shook his head. “nope, haven’t seen anything.” you huffed, nodding slightly. “weird…” charlie’s mind heated up as he realized that you couldn’t have been wearing any underwear.

you crawled underneath the covers of your bed, wrapping yourself up with the blanket and closing your eyes. “g’night, charlie…” he nodded. “yeah, goodnight…” he muttered, watching as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

enrobed in a blanket of slumber, a bloody image filled your unconscious mind. flickers of a sinister blade and a dark phantom haunted your soul. a hand grabbed your throat, pressing the knife to your flesh to ensure that no one could hear you scream. gore and blood-filled screams echoed through your head, the jagged blade digging through your body until it reached your bones.

your heart pounded in your chest, begging to be let free as beads of sweat poured down your neck. you screamed out, the noise blood-curdling as charlie jumped, completely startled. you frantically sat up, panting heavily as your eyes darted across the room. there was no blood, no murderer, and the only bodily fluid leaking out of you was sweat and tears.

charlie sprung out of his bed, quickly coming to your side and placing a hand on your shoulder. “woah, are you alright? what happened?” you wiped a bead of sweat on your forehead, looking up at him and feeling comforted by his familiar face. “just a nightmare…” he chuckled a little, tucking a lock of his hair back into his ponytail. “must’ve been a pretty bad one. i don’t think i’ve ever heard you scream like that.”

you shot him an unamused expression and he reeled back. “guess i’ll leave you alone.” you clung to his arm, refusing to let him go. he smiled a little. “y-you want me to stay..?” you met his soft, blue eyes. “y-yeah, if you don’t mind…” you manage to muster a shy little smile. he grins from ear to ear, slithering into bed next to you and keeping an arm around you.

you inhaled a large breath of air, feeling his chest pressing into your back. you moved against him a little to get comfy, but only earned a strained groan from him in response. you turned your head back to look at him. “you doin’ okay back there?” you couldn’t see him in the dark, so nothing was stopping him from grinning like an idiot as he pressed up against you, fulfilling all his deepest fantasies in this moment.

“yup, i’m living the dream.”

author's note: i've got another charlie request coming out very soon!