Imagine...
Luc, a perfect blend of his two parents, daddy Armie and papa Timothée…
Daddy. Papa.
Luc… the impossible children…
For our wonderful @coloradocharmiegirl who knows ❤️
Thank you my sweet friend at all times @mylittlebox2 for this gem…

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Imagine...
Luc, a perfect blend of his two parents, daddy Armie and papa Timothée…
Daddy. Papa.
Luc… the impossible children…
For our wonderful @coloradocharmiegirl who knows ❤️
Thank you my sweet friend at all times @mylittlebox2 for this gem…
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Baby Chalamet 2024! 🥳
Hi Nonny!
My dear, I think you are mistaken. According to my sources, Baby Hammer-Chalamet isn't expected until 2032! But, oh how we will celebrate then! 🥳💙💚 CCG
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For all my fellow chaos demons--you know who you are! 😉😂😘❤️
Hi dear CCG! Can you please post your favorite fragment of your favorite Charmie smut? 🔥♥️
Oh my! I'm blushing, which is hilarious, considering some of what I write. 😏 But here goes--if you've read what I've written, you know I have an affinity for shower sex between our boys. And as much as I love them together, I also love them thinking about each other. This snippet incorporates both, and is the beginning of the first shower scene I wrote, found in Chapter 12 of Impossible Children, my first fic:
Timmy stepped in the shower and let the warm water run over him, its gentle caress only increasing his body’s interest in more. He closed his eyes and started washing his hair, and as he leaned back to let the water rinse the shampoo from his curls he tilted his head to one side, imagining the water as Armie’s hands, his lips, his tongue. Timmy blindly reached out and flipped open the lid on Armie’s body wash, letting the smell surround him as he finished rinsing and his hands slowly moved from his hair to his exposed neck, his long fingers trailing back and forth before gripping it and squeezing, his thumb and fingers digging into the sides and his palm pressing deliciously against his adam's apple.
Timmy involuntarily rolled his hips at the sensation and he could almost feel the blood rushing away from his brain, straight to his cock. He let go of his neck and trailed his hand downward, sweeping over the smooth, flat center of his chest before imagining Armie's lips and teeth against him as he lifted his other hand and lazily circled his fingers around his sensitive nipples. Arousal coursed through his body as he dragged his fingernails against the raised nubs and then pinched them between his fingers. He inhaled through clenched teeth, straddling the line between pleasure and pain, a quiet moan falling from his lips.
Timmy snaked one hand up into his hair, clutching it between his fingers and closing his hand, pulling gently, while his other hand trailed down until other, coarser hair slid through his fingers. His hand brushed against the side of his cock, swollen and ready from the images playing in his mind, and he cupped himself in his hand, his fingers pulling, pushing, and squeezing against his balls, hanging low and loose from the heat, while the heel of his hand nudged against his hard length again and again.
Finally Timmy could wait no longer and he wrapped his hand around himself, stroking lazily as the water continued to rain down on him, warm and sensual like a lover's caress. Timmy's lips parted, his tongue running across his top lip before biting down on the bottom as he inhaled deeply, mmm...shower sex. Pleasure was threatening to overtake him as the last remaining conscious part of his brain registered a soft groan and the sound of cloth hitting the floor. His eyes flew open as he turned and saw Armie sliding the shower door open and stepping inside. “Mmmh,” Armie’s voice was low and hungry, “when I suggested a shower might make you feel better, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
Timmy's eyes went wide as he tried to explain, "I’m sorry,” Timmy stuttered, “I just saw the faded mark and then got to thinking about how long it’s been, and well…”
“Don’t be sorry, that was the hottest thing I’ve seen in a very long time.” The words came out almost as a growl as Armie leaned in and covered Timmy’s hand with his own. “Here, let me help you with that,” he tightened the grip on Timmy’s cock, eliciting a gasp.
Timmy tilted his head up for a kiss, but pulled back at the last minute. “Wait....how long were you standing there?”
“I heard the shower door slide shut just before I walked in--I saw it all.” Armie leaned down and started sucking over the faded mark and Timmy knew it would be bright once again. He let his head drop back in invitation and Armie began kissing up his neck, up over his chin, until he finally reached Timmy’s lips, open and ready in anticipation. They kissed slowly, deeply as Timmy reached down for Armie’s cock and found it as hard as his own. He managed a few firm strokes before Armie pressed him back against the shower wall--the cold tiles against his back a shocking contrast with the water and the warmth of Armie’s body against his front. Armie ground his hips against Timmy, the water easing the friction as their throbbing cocks dragged against each other, and Timmy raised a leg, hooking it up over Armie’s hip to expose more of himself to the drag of Armie’s cock. Armie shifted his lips to Timmy’s ear, “Shower sex?”
“Oh god yes,” Timmy replied with a desperate moan, his fantasy becoming reality.
Thanks for the ask, nonny! And now, if any of you want to share your favorites, I'm all ears!
💚💙CCG
Chapter 4 here--New 6/22/24
Aka: Armie finally gets his minivan!
Excerpt:
Armie’s eyes narrowed as he got closer–there, sitting in their driveway, was a minivan, its crimson paint shimmering in the soft glow of the morning sun. He paused for a moment beside it, wondering whose it might be. The only person he could think of with a minivan was Michelle, their wonderful surrogate, but hers was silver, not shiny, “look at me” red. And then, standing there in the driveway, Armie knew.
Timmy…
His husband, lover, the papa to his children…he had something to do with this.
Or you can start from the beginning here, or start Impossible Children (Part 1 of the series) here.
This chapter is dedicated to everyone who's ever seen the tweet from Armie in which he was all excited about a minivan, until his spouse at the time was completely rude and destroyed the joy.
I know it has been nearly 6 months since I updated this fic, and I truly apologize. It just wasn't coming together, and I wanted this to be special, to give Armie the minivan he wanted enough to tweet about years ago, until someone tore the idea down. 🙄 Thanks to all of you who haven't given up on this little family--I hope you enjoy this one.
With love, CCG 💙💚
Reblogs appreciated, especially as it has been so long. ❤
Chapter 3 here -- New 12/30/21
Or start from the beginning here
OR start at the beginning of the series here
It has been nearly three months since I've updated this story, and I'm sure some of you thought I'd abandoned it. I haven't--I love it--and it's deep enough in my heart that I'll keep writing it until the kids are all out of the house!
It's especially meaningful to me that I am posting this update today. Exactly one year ago, I posted the first three chapters of Impossible Children, the predecessor to this story. I'd never written anything for any fandom before, but I had a dream and a wish in my heart for a happy family life for Armie and Timmy far in the future. And with the encouragement of @littlesistercharlie I stepped outside my comfort zone and actually posted those chapters. I can still hardly believe I did. Since then, writing Charmie (and a teeny bit of Eliver) has evolved into a joyful creative outlet/hobby that I sorely needed in my life. With this chapter, I've passed 200,000 words written over the last year--and with three works in progress and another story simmering on a back burner, I have no plans on going anywhere. Thanks to all of you for reading my stories--for your kudos and comments, but, more importantly, your time.
I really hope you enjoy this slice of fluffy family life with a touch of smut 😂. And as always, reblogs are appreciated.
❤ ColoradoCharmieGirl
(Peeking around to see if anyone is still here)
Sooooo...I know it has been six weeks since I posted the first chapter--and I'm truly sorry. I guess this little happy family was just settling itself in my brain. But they're back--with all the regular love, tenderness, and humor. Oh, and smut...can't forget that! I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it. ❤
Chapter 2 here--New 10/1/21
It's Timmy's first time completely alone with Peanut and he's doing fine, but then a little carelessness teaches the whole family a lesson they'll never forget.
Or start from the beginning here
Or start from the beginning of the series here
It's been a while, but the new chapter is finally ready. Thanks to everyone for your patience and understanding as I took time away to deal with family issues.
New Chapter 19 here--6/2/21
Or read from the beginning here