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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝙰𝚖𝚘 𝚘𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜! 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙲𝙲𝚜, 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎! 𝙼𝚢 𝙳𝙼𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚜. -`♡´-

𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝: ‪♡ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎‪ ♡

#Lovergirl Post ♡#To any IRLs that find me: No you didn't

𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜

(𝙷𝚎 *𝚑𝚊𝚜* 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝟹𝟶 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛)

#lovergirl post ♡#slimecicle x reader #slimefucker #charlie slimecicle x reader #god those waves #perfectly spaced falling around his eyes like watercolors

kendymaycry

random but if you could put your f/o in one specific outfit like your dream fit to see them in what would it be would it be cosplay would it be roleplay would it be a suit or tux would it be a gown would it be skin tight workout wear what would it be i wanna knowwww

amo-amare-amavi

𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝. 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎, 𝙸'𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝-𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚢. 𝙸'𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝!

#lovergirl post ♡#he's not an f/o but it's close enough #slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle x reader #slimefucker nation #oh and no glasses for the most part #those blue eyes mmgh

tuberrrrrrr

did anyone want this as a gif

#Please :)#lovergirl post ♡

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜…

#lovergirl post ♡#not sure how to tag this lol #tame enough to be maintagged i think #jrwi #just roll with it #condifiction

𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 ( ⸝⸝•᷄∩•᷅⸝⸝ )

#lovergirl post ♡#Second thought was I need them to begin non-sexual intimacy Expeditiously #but thats an essay for another day #slimecicle x reader #slimefucker #rpf #just a bit tho

𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝! 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍 ♡

#lovergirl post ♡

stairstothe7th

Rewatching the new vid 😖

He’s be crazy recently like on his insta stories I think I’ll die

#oh my godddd #hes so biteable #god i so would #Lovergirl post ♡

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜…

#Lovergirl Post ♡#Like #I'm all for Schlatt and Ted #there was a point in my life where I was exclusively Chuckle Sandwich based #But more people need to experience the joy of waking up and yearning for both Charlie and Bizly #More people need to want candlelit dinners on the beach with Condifiction #More people need to want crazy makeout sessions with Grizzlyplays #This may become my new niche #l may be the first ever genuine Condi simp lol #slimecicle x reader #slimefucker central #lowkey a hot take #polycouncil #b/c they're all in love with eachother mostly im just shoving a Y/N in there

silly-goose0191

i'm only halfway through the video... hey pretty boy

#Lord #that last photo....#His eyes are so dark and crystal clear #I need to put him in a situation now #slimefucker #Lovergirl Post ♡

frostedsugarcookiehearts

♱ i take thee at thy word; call me but love, and i'll be new baptized; henceforth i will never be romeo.

the chairs in the old classroom creaked as the boy behind you, hugh james leaned back dangerously on his chair. your ancient chemistry teacher had warned him about breaking his back if he "flew too close to the sun", but he never listened. the students at st. ephrem never seemed to listen.

the teacher, however, had come down with a bad case of the flu that was going around the entire academy. therefore, a substitute took her place. the substitute was young and presumably inebriated the second he walked into work. he'd been asleep at his desk for almost an hour now, (and hugh james had even tested it by throwing paper balls at his face, and he still didn't move). some students were even convinced he was dead.

you glanced around the room anxiously, your leg bouncing under your skirt as you absentmindedly traced crosses on the outside of your hand. what snapped you out of your trance was a feeling of a tap on your shoulder. at first, you rolled your eyes, thinking it was hugh james playing tricks on you again (his favorite one was trying to make you say 'hell' or even the f-word.) but then the light tap was followed up by a familiar hiss of, "lizzy!"

well, only one person dared to call you that. you whipped your head around to see charlie, a dopey grin on his face. "what?" you groaned, resisting the urge to start rubbing your temples.

he slid a small piece of paper onto your desk, tapping it pointedly. his lips pursed together to mouth, "read", as if you needed that simple instruction.

but you did as he said, flipping over the sheet of paper. it had scribbles in blue ink of dinosaurs and flames, stickmen fighting and little hearts in the corner (about what, or for who, you had no idea). what really caught your attention was the little note scribbled right in the middle. you look pretty in blue! - charlie

hesitantly, you ran your fingers across the seam of your headband. it was light blue, and you decided to wear it today to spruce up the outfit a little. you were unsure of what inspired the change, but it couldn't hurt— right? not wanting charlie to get a big head about it, you glanced over your shoulder with a pointed look. "ha," you deadpanned.

charlie's brow furrowed, confused like a lost puppy. "huh? what are you laughing at?"

accusingly, you held up the note. "your joke," you scoffed. "real original, dalgeish."

"nono!" he yelped, making a few classmates glance up from their papers to look at him as if he were crazy. charlie leaned over the table, holding the back of your chair to get your attention. "i—i'm not joking, i would never do that. i'm serious, swear." to put the cherry on top, he even did the little "father-son-holy-spirit" hand motion.

and, well, you couldn't help the shy smile that graced your lips. quietly, you muttered, "oh. well... thank you, charlie."

charlie's expression was indiscernible if he won the lottery or just got a thank you from a girl (the latter was right) — and he broke out into a huge grin, the edges of his eyes crinkling. "anytime." he propped an elbow up on the desk, slumping his cheek into his palm and grinning at you.

♱ the library.

"sooo, how's the book?" he chirped, leaning over your shoulder as you shied away from him, closing the book with a loud thud! it felt different, but refreshing, to read something other than the bible. and this book was cute.

cautiously you murmured under your breath, "actually, i started another one."

charlie's eyes almost popped out of his head, like how those cartoons you deemed sinful that were always in the paper were. "what? lizzy, spill. c'mon. i'm your best friend," he pried, pouting and batting his puppy dog eyes at you.

you rolled your eyes, holding the book close to your chest to make sure he couldn't see the incriminating cover. "first of all, you're not my best friend—"

"oh, really? then who is, huh?"

shooting him a deadpan look, because the answer was oh-so obvious, you answer "my lord and savior. anyway—"

charlie's eyes widened comedically. "what does he have that i don't?" he exclaimed, seeming genuinely distraught.

"...is that a serious question?"

"yes!" upon seeing the look of horror on your face, charlie covered up his yelp with a scoff. "...pfft— no. uh, you said you were reading something?" he gestured to her book.

you showed him the cover quickly, as if you was scared prying eyes would see what she was doing. charlie slung his backpack over his shoulder and let it fall with a slump onto the table. he pulled a thermos out of his backpack and started to eat soup in the library— right next to the sign where it said no eating!

"hey!" you hissed, trying to snatch the thermos away from him. "that's against the rules."

charlie rolled his eyes, shrugging. "i'm hungry." he chirped simply, putting a spoon to his lips. as your hand reached to take it, he put his hand on the side to keep it still. this made your hands overlap, an electric shock going between the two of you.

you weren't mouthy after that. to distract from what just happened, charlie asked you dozens of questions about the book until you two fell into a lull of casual conversation until the librarian told them she had to lock up for the night and they had to go.

"i can walk you home." charlie blurted, a dorky smile on his face. "protect you from all the bad guys roaming the streets, y'know."

you ran your tongue over your teeth, debating the pros and cons as you crossed your arms over your sweater. before you could let a yes leave your lips, charlie grabbed your arm and dragged you out of the library. he chatted incessantly to you all the way home, until he came to your door.

"hey—" charlie rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, chuckling. "my friends and i are a hosting a d&d night at my house tomorrow, if... if you wanna come." he offered, voice wavering.

you snorted, incredulous that he thought you would engage in that kind of devil worshipping. "maybe when you read the entire bible," you quipped, and shut the door.

#Absolutely one of my favorite fics on this site ♡#so so pretty and I absolutely resonate with the character in this #Lovergirl Post ♡

𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 ♡