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bibbawrites · 2 years
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welcome back bestie!! i adore your single dad!charlie series so much i swear i’ve reread it like 10 times lol 😂 i have two things to say: 1. did you know the link for part 7 in the series in your masterlist is wrong? it takes you to part 8 :) 2. do you have any songs that give off single dad charlie series vibes? i know you have a playlist but i was just wondering about single songs
hello!!!
1. no i did not know that thank you for letting me know, i’ve now fixed that up 😂 it must have happened when i changed my blog name from jatpsmut and i had to remake all of my masterlists, it took so long that there’s bound to be errors in there lol
2. yeah there is a few different songs lol like you said i’ve got that playlist that i made but a lot of that was song recs from you guys 😂
for me personally these are the top 3 songs i associate to the series:
1. butterfly fly away from the hannah montana movie
it’s just the perfect song for the series and i’ve mentioned it a few times as a song that charlie would sing to margaux to put her to sleep or to calm her down so it definitely deserves number one spot
2. seventeen by troye sivan
this one is more charlie and less CharlieAndMargaux, but just listening to the words makes me think of 17 year old charlie out in the world looking for love and finding jane and everything that came from that relationship. tbh it’s quite sad when you think about it
and a cute little moment one
3. can i have this dance from hsm3
i just like to imagine charlie with margaux standing on his feet as they dance around the living room to can i have this dance, charlie singing all of the words and margaux just laughing loudly, and it’s the purest form of happiness they’ve ever experienced
and then of course songs like never grow up and the best day by taylor swift, or songs like you are my sunshine (specifically this version), or the classic slipping through my fingers by abba there’s a lot of them out there but these are the main ones
thank you so much again for letting me know about the broken link, i really do appreciate it xx
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vaggieslefteye · 30 days
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Hazbin Hotel (2024): Season 1 ⤷ Alastor being FAKE vs Lucifer being REAL
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starry-hughes · 3 months
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what is each of your au’s turns ons for each other?
i got u
kasey and mackie: kasey loves when mackie wears sweatpants. it gets her going fast. mackie immediately is turned on when kasey kisses him first. which is often.
caroline and kent: kent fucking melts seeing caroline in his jersey or any of his clothes. caroline jumps kent any time that boy scores or does well in a game.
charlie and trevor: charlie likes his tattoos. a lot. like so much. trevor gets turned on when charlie is being a little more talkative than normal. it goes with the whole vocal thing in bed. and ya know he’s obsessed with her baby bump and boobs.
quinn and mom: for quinn it’s boobs. low cut shirt? hard. getting dressed? immediately ready to go multiple rounds. doesn’t take him a lot. for mom, she loves when he grows his scruff out. she likes when he kisses her neck too.
logan and nico: nico is constantly being turned on by logan but something about her running her own store(s) gets him going. powerful woman. for logan, she loves when he talks in her ear. it could be in english, he could be saying something she doesn’t even understand in swiss german she’s immediately turned on.
sawyer and quinn: sawyer love love lovessss when quinn grabs her thigh and they are in the car or at dinner. just something about him having his hand so close gets her. for him, he loves watching her paint, she’s so focused, paint on her face, and it just gets him.
aspen and cole: aspen always has to calm herself down when cole is walking around shirtless. especially when she’s pregnant. he gets immediately turned on when she has the baby bump. and when she is putting her hair up in a pony tail.
jack and y/n: jack loves when y/n hugs him in the morning, her hand runs across his bare abs. y/n is turned on when jack is cooking. or when he’s being a dad.
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lillianforest22 · 1 year
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Charlie is just the dad who wasn’t ready for a dad but his brother was an even worse father and just left his kid so now he’s got two children to take care of all on his own.
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i'll be home for christmas
Ilmo Koskela & Jaakko Koskela
A little Christmas-themed Koskela Brothers blurb to ward off the Sunday scaries AND the Holiday heebie-jeebies. Takes place between the events of Alan Wake and Alan Wake 2
Read it on ao3
The darkness was closing in around him as Ilmo ran as fast as his legs could take him. The boxes jostled in his arms and he could feel the sweat gathering on his brow despite the frigid temperatures. His boots pounded against the snow-covered path in a steady rhythm. His mind did not wander; getting to the cabin was the only thing that mattered. The fate of the night rested on his shoulders.
A single, yellow light shone in the distance. Ilmo fought against the cold wind to push on towards the warm light. The shadows crept closer, seeming to suffocate him the closer he got to the luminated cabin. With strained breathing, he barrelled towards the door. He was met with blinding light, warmth, and the smell of mulled wine.
“Hyvää joulua!” Ilmo shouted, dropping the brightly wrapped gifts on the floor and throwing his arms in the air. Two blurs of red and green raced towards him like bullets and he was quick to scoop them up in his arms.
“Merry Christmas, Uncle Ilmo!” the two children shouted, almost in unison. 
Another face peaked into the entry way at the greeting. Jaakko sighed, a mixing bowl on his hip. “Hyvää joulua, Ilmo. Glad to see you could make it.”
Ilmo turned his attention from the two children that clung to him to his brother. He was wearing the ridiculous “Kiss the Chef” apron that Ilmo had gotten him the prior year. The sight made him guffaw, filling the cabin with laughter. He put the kids down gently before loading their arms with the presents he had brought and directing them towards the sitting room. He turned back to Jaako with the same stupid grin on his face.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, dear brother,” he said, ruffling Jaakko’s hair and pushing past him into the kitchen. 
The small cooking space was filled with smells that made Ilmo’s mouth water. There was ham in the oven, glӧgi on the stove, and a steaming plate of lipeäkala on the counter. A basket full of dinner rolls was already set on the dining table, which was set with the “good china” (ie: not paper plates and plastic forks and knives, but actual plates and silverware). 
Jaakko followed his brother into the kitchen, folding butter into a bowl of mashed potatoes as he watched Ilmo dip his pinky finger into the glӧgi to taste it. It was a quick dip, as the mulled wine was still simmering and therefore still extremely hot. Ilmo immediately put his finger in his mouth to soothe the burn and Jaakko just rolled his eyes.
“It’s good,” Ilmo said around his finger. 
Jaakko set the potatoes on the table and went into the cupboard. He took out two clear glass cups, and filled them both with glӧgi before giving one to Ilmo. 
“Kippis!” they cheered before sipping on the wine. 
The oven dinged and Jaakko ushered his brother out of the way with oven mitts. As he pulled the baking tray out, he threw a glance over his shoulder to the sitting room, where Charlie and Charlene were busy separating their presents into piles. 
“Those were the gifts from the post office, right?” he asked in a hushed voice.
Ilmo just stared at him wide-eyed. A moment of silence passed as Jaakko set the ham down on the counter and turned to his brother. He was about to start going off on him when Ilmo smiled innocently.
“Those were the gifts from Santa . I don’t know what this post office you talk about is,” he shrugged as he sat down at one end of the table and crossed one leg over the other. 
Between the two brothers, the table was set quickly. Charlie and Charlene were corralled into the kitchen, where they sat opposite of each other, mirroring their father and uncle. 
“Now,” Ilmo started, “Have you two been good this year?” 
Charlie immediately piped up. “We’ve been sooooooo good, Uncle Ilmo.” 
Charlene nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, so good.”
Ilmo gave Jaakko a skeptical look, “What do you think, Jaakko?”
The two children turned almost instantaneously as their father seemed to contemplate their behavior over the past year. Within a moment’s passing, Jaakko came to a conclusion.
“You know, Ilmo, I think they have been good this year.” 
A look of relief washed over the children’s faces.
Ilmo raised his glass and the others followed (the children with their glasses of milk and the brothers with their glӧgi). 
“I think that there will be blessings for all of the Koskelas this Christmas,” Ilmo preached, “Kippis!”
A chorus of “Kippis!” rang around the table as the family drank and dished up their Christmas meal together. Conversation flowed as they ate leisurely. The kids were eager to tell their uncle about the snow fort they had made outside and Ilmo regaled them with stories from his and his brother’s youth. They ate until they were stuffed, and then more as Jaakko pulled out gingerbread cookies from the warmer. 
Glӧgi was exchanged for coffee as they moved into the sitting room. The kids ripped into their presents as the brothers watched on with smiles on their faces. 
“Oh, I almost forgot your gift,” Ilmo said quietly to Jaakko as the kids threw wrapping paper at each other. He pulled out a small box wrapped in red and green paper and handed it to his brother. 
Jaakko looked curiously at the box before methodically unwrapping it. He opened the small cardboard to find a tangle of cordage. The box was discarded as he untangled the bundle to reveal a necklace made of cordage with a wooden pendant attached. The pendant was hand carved into two overlapping triangles. 
Ilmo smiled shyly as he pulled a matching necklace out from under his shirt. “I thought we could match. You know, just a little reminder of why we’re doing all of this,” he rambled. They looked at the kids, oblivious to what was going on with the adults as they pelted each other with wrapping paper. Ilmo was startled by his brother pulling him in for a hug. 
The two separated and leaned back into the couch as Jaakko put on his necklace and tucked it under his t-shirt. 
“Thank you, Ilmo. For everything this year,” he said. “I don’t know what we’d do without you.”
Ilmo shook his head and put a hand on his shoulder. “It goes both ways, brother. It goes both ways .”
“You started a fire in the sauna before dinner, right?”
"Perkele."
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How deranged of a Jogirl am I? Earlier I was trying to figure out where (approximately) the Roadhouse would be canonically and this is how I went about it (the objectively funniest way)
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rocknluvy · 1 month
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lately ive been really into this dead poets au i made up ive been going soo deep into it that now im emotionally invested in charlie's daughter that i made up
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andrwgarfields · 1 year
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charlies dad consoling him after harry’s party saying things like “its ok, i got you” will always be the reason that i cry…
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waugh-bao · 2 years
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antihcroes · 1 year
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@lcveblossomed ‘s post abt argyle taking his daughter to the era’s tour reminds me of this message i sent the day of the ticket master fiasco & this is totally canon btw
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magicglobe · 1 year
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honestly the best part of tscs was the way charlie’s just “cal and sandra are my siblings and i love them dearly but they are no doubt the weirdest goddamn people i’ve ever met and i lived in a house with the millers”
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moonbaycitizens · 2 years
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Thomas.
Effect vs affect. Now.
*Wenna, Charlie, and Thomas look disgusted at this question*
T: What a foolish question. Its very simple: affect is a verb, effect is a noun. Your question did not affect me, but it did seem to have an effect on them
*he points to the trio behind him*
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starry-hughes · 3 months
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what are each of your au's sex drive like how often do they have sex?
ooo fun question
quinn and mom: they are pretty normal for parents, at least once a week, just depends on quinn’s schedule and how tired they both are and if daisy is in the bed obviously nothing happens those nights
kasey and mackie: pretty high. they don’t see each other for a while at a time when mackie is in charlotte so when they are together, their drive is high.
caroline and kent: high, as often as they can. when she visits, it’s at least twice a trip. kent is also just obsessed with her so he’s always happy to do anything
logan and nico: eh probably a little lower than most but it’s pretty hot when they do.
charlie and trevor: kinda low (but not as low as logan and nico) charlie is a bit more shy about things so typically it’s trevor who takes charge
sawyer and quinn: normal? they are pretty much always together so it happens often. and quinn is pretty down bad for sawyer
aspen and cole: high. how do you think they got pregnant?
jack and y/n: with paisley it’s a bit hard and luke also lives with them, but jack is not against a quickie. every other morning, when they are in jersey, luke takes paisley for a bagel down the street. and those mornings are the best for jack and y/n
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lillianforest22 · 1 year
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JuanaFlippa and tilin having a playdate with guns. If suchs a great way for two dad who are in charge of raising children all on their own.
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tojirights · 3 months
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bro i’m going absolutely INSANE over alastor 😻😻
so, how about when lucifer comes by the hotel, he subtly flirts w alastors girl. alastor is on the verge of going apeshit and almost leaves charlie fatherless.
instead of murdering anyone, he decides to take his frustrations out on his darling, leaving bite marks and hickies on spots just visible enough for lucifer to notice next time he comes by..
a/n: im OBSESSED 😍😍
alastor immediately recognized lucifer as competition on multiple fronts. obviously, the king of hell was a threat in terms of power level, and alastor hated that. but alastor also quickly hated how charming the devil was.
upon meeting you, lucifer takes your hand and bows, placing a kiss on your hand as well. alastor's eye twitches, watching someone else put their dirty little hands and mouth on what is his. "my, what a pleasure. you're helping charlie? that's lovely! means i'll get to be seeing you around more, huh? she didn't mention such a pretty little thing was her hotel manager." lucifer speaks to you, a cool smirk on his face. he's clearly interested in you, and while alastor can't blame the man, he's seething with rage. clearing his throat, alastor takes a step towards you and reaches a hand out to lucifer in an attempt to shift his attention.
"alastor." he speaks, barely containing the anger in his voice. "it truly is an honor to be meeting you, sir." you raise a brow at the tense interaction going on in front of you but pay it no mind. lucifer gives alastor a tight lipped smile and shakes his hand. "ah, you as well. charlie has talked about you." you notice the way alastor glares at lucifer, yet keeps a smile on his face the entire time. lucifer turns back to you, putting a gloved hand on the small of your back. "now how's about a tour, hm?" he leans into your ear to whisper, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin.
behind you, alastor's horns grow and eyes redden, ready to risk it all in a fight with the devil and take out this whole god damned hotel if it meant lucifer never touched you again. "o-oh um, that's typically done by-" you start, but suddenly, charlie is running down the stairs with a panicked look on her face.
"heeyy dad! let's go this way, towards your room! it's late, you should rest." her smile is clearly fake, and you see her eyes dart from you to alastor and back to you. luckily, alastor reeled in his rage when the princess showed up and was back to his normal self on the surface. you can feel the energy coming from your partner, malicious intent painted all over his aura and you gulp. "al, c'mon... charlie's right."
alastor doesn't speak, but he follows you to your room for the night. the door is barely shut before alastor is lifting your legs and tossing you onto the bed. "care to explain why the fuck that little slimy king of hell was all over you?" he doesn't give you another moment to process before he's tugging your shirt over your head. "it's just harmless, al. you know i don't want anyone but you." you assure him, but alastor's teeth find your neck.
"i may trust you, darling, but i do not trust lucifer." his voice has a low growl to it that ignites your core. "but-" you gasp when alastor's mouth closes on the skin behind your ear, nipping it with sharp teeth. "no, because he and everyone in this place will know who you belong to." you shudder underneath of him, slight tinges of pain shooting down your spine at every nip and pull of your skin. alastor moves down your neck, leaving a trail of angry red and purple spots in his wake.
his tongue circles every bruise in an attempt to soothe your inflamed skin, but the marks just darken by the second. you hands dive into his hair, holding onto the silky strands. you feel alastor's body shudder as you circle the tufts of hair by his ears, making him press his hips to yours. "everyone in hell, my dear, is going to know that you're mine. not a single soul will ever try to touch you again." his breathing hitches, grinding his quickly hardening cock against your leg. you whimper when his teeth latch onto your collarbone, sucking hard and adding another welt to your skin.
"i want him to hear you." he hisses as he tugs your pants down over your ankles. its hasty, the way alastor frees his cock and pushes into your pussy, but you were more than ready for the intrusion. you cry out, suddenly being so, so full and alastor groans. "yes darling, just like that." your legs wrap around his waist, forcing every thrust just a little further until he's pounding at your cervix.
"d-don't stop sir." you gasp, eyes rolling into the back of your head while alastor's mouth latches onto the other side of your neck this time. "who do you being to?" he asks, hot breath fanning your skin. "y-you, alastor!" you whine, flexing your hips up to his in an attempt to build friction. "please, make me cum. only you feel so good." alastor peppers you in soft kisses now, ever grateful that you're willing to entertain the idea of letting lucifer know just who makes you feel like this.
alastor sneaks a hand between your bodies to rub skillful circles around your clit until your legs start shaking. "good, good girl. scream for me." he smirks when your tone shifts and he can tell by how tight you squeeze around his cock. "a-alastor fuck!" your body spasms, waves of pleasure rolling over you as you cum. alastor's orgasm follows shortly after, his teeth finding your skin once more as he spills deep inside of your pussy.
you have a brief moment of embarrassment when you think about just how loud you just were, your hand flying up to your mouth. alastor just laughs, placing a kiss on your forehead. "don't panic, my sweet. i think this little display will prove quite effective in keeping lucifers grubby little hands off of you." alastor pulls out slowly and carries you to a nice warm shower before tucking you in for the night.
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"jesus christ, did you get into a fuckin' fight with a bear?" angel laughs when you walk into the kitchen the next morning. you were covered in hickeys all the way down your neck, and you were barely walking straight. lucifer refuses to make eye contact with you, especially after alastor walks into the room shortly after. "good morning everyone!" alastor chirps, smirking at lucifer who rolls his eyes and sips his coffee.
"well, there's the bear..." husk mutters, earning a cackle from angel.
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circusgoth-dotcom · 9 months
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I think it'd be important to Willy that Charlie likes me, too
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