charm0nt
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charm0nt · 15 days ago
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hi besties! still alive and still feelin so much muse for char, i promise. work has been kicking my BUTT, but i'm gonna try to do some writing here while i work on another blog <3
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charm0nt · 18 days ago
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hey friends! gonna spend the day lurking on my multi ( @espres0s ) bc i have stinky work ( booooo ) but i’m hoping to do some writing tonight, or at the very least, by the weekend when i have a day off. stay beautiful my friends <3
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charm0nt · 19 days ago
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gay. gay. gay. gay. GAY.
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charm0nt · 19 days ago
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spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle.
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charm0nt · 19 days ago
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i came home with a HEADACHE and a half, where can i return it
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charm0nt · 20 days ago
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friendly reminder that i don't care what your muse does to mine!! kiss them, fight them, throw a drink in their face, hold a knife to their throat.. you don't have to dm me for permission beforehand but please remember that my muse will react accordingly ♡♡ i think pushing limits and pushing buttons is a lot of fun but always keep in mind that they won't just sit there and take it, yanno?
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charm0nt · 20 days ago
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charm0nt · 20 days ago
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charm0nt · 20 days ago
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ugh besties i crashed last night before i could do any writing. work again TODAY, but let’s see if i have any energy when i get home. smooching you all n giving you hugs <3
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charm0nt · 20 days ago
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HOME.
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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lays flat on the floor
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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Silk (2007) dir. François Girard
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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PROMPTS FOR A LITTLE JEALOUSY *  assorted dialogue for when you see the person you're interested in with someone else and go... hey wait a minute, adjust as necessary
are you two... together?
i should probably ask if you're single first.
who was that you were talking to?
did you two have a nice chat?
are we really doing this now?
what was that all about?
i don't like it when they touch you.
they need to learn to keep their hands off you.
are you trying to make me jealous?
you just gave me the impression we were exclusive.
who was that, anyway?
was that someone you know?
it's completely innocent.
were you flirting with them?
that was a little bit excessive.
they were flirting with you.
i'm not jealous.
i'm upset with you.
they didn't mean anything by that.
i just thought we had something going on.
they know i have feelings for you.
i hate it when you get jealous.
i'm two seconds away from throwing a punch.
they did that on purpose.
wait a minute... are you jealous?
you have no reason to worry.
i'm not interested in them, i promise.
they do get a little touchy-feely, i'll admit.
they don't mean anything by it.
did they just try to kiss you?
we're just really good friends!
you know i only have eyes for you.
please ignore them, okay?
it's not like i'm in love with you or anything.
they're just trying to upset you.
i just don't like it when someone else flirts with you.
i don't blame them, of course, but you're mine.
next time someone tries to hit on you, call me over.
i'll give them a piece of my mind.
they know you're taken, right?
i didn't want to get in your way.
clearly your mind is elsewhere.
if you'd rather be with them, then just tell me.
i need to know where we stand.
can we be more exclusive?
i just don't like it when they talk to you like that.
you have absolutely nothing to worry about.
if they make you happy... i can't stop it.
maybe i have a crush on you. so what?
there was a better way to go about this, you know.
you could have been a little bit nicer.
did you have to be so nasty about it?
i'm going to scream.
i don't want anything coming in between us.
you trust me, don't you?
if you trust me, you have nothing to worry about.
this jealousy of yours is getting a little bit out of control.
i love only you.
why do they have to hold your hand like that?
they couldn't keep their hands off you.
i hate watching you deal with that.
i should give them a piece of my mind.
what? me? jealous? never.
i think i'm allowed a little jealousy every now and then.
you're mine, and i want everyone to know that.
did you just... get jealous over me?
you said you weren't the jealous type.
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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thinkin today about how char has likely stuck out like a sore thumb in gillikin from birth. everybody dons signature blonde locks, including his father and sister. but he appeared with a head of dark curls, just like his mother. he more closely represents the people of winkie country than the gillikinese, and he's always been exceptionally easy to spot in gillikin because of it. he was never quite judged, but as a boy, he still became accustomed to curious gazes.
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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ugh besties i have work every single day this week, it’s gonna be a hard week in ellie land. but!!! i deeply cherish you all and i hope you have an amazing monday <3
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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the palace is bustling, but not in a way that resembles anything close to merry. portraits of the king and queen are concealed by deep purple fabric, gillyflowers decorating every inch of the place. everybody who's anybody arrives in horse - drawn carriages, all donning dark shades of purple to match.
charmont watches the spectacle of it all unfold from his chambers. behind him, aunt edna brushes imaginary dust off of his shoulders. she speaks about grief, about celebrating life, about how dearly beloved his parents were and how it's oh - so - understandable that he's not ready for their people to look for him to fill their mighty shoes. he doesn't listen. it feels like his head is submerged underwater, every sound muffled save for his own heartbeat.
that's why meeting his sister is such a relief. for a moment, the soon - to - be king feels like he can breathe again. she looks like she's one pitiful gaze away from crumbling, and so he steps forward, hands firm on her shoulders. he holds her like he intends to hold every piece in place, even while his own pieces shatter beneath the weight of all he feels.
"are you ready to begin?" he parrots her question, brows rising. words are soft, eyes glossy with tears he can't afford to shed. they want a leader, strong and composed. they expect it. "because i, for one, feel far from ready to begin myself. perhaps . . . " gaze takes on something wishful, "if we stall for as long as we possibly can, we can pretend all is still well."
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cerulean hues filled with tears as she ran her brush through her blonde locks while sitting at her vanity. she wasn't sure how they were supposed to move forward with both of their parents gone. her brother, charmont, was destined to take over and become king while she was free to continue to live the life she did. she enjoyed being carefree and not having to feel like the whole world was on her shoulders, but in that moment, she almost felt like she was being swallowed whole.
she watched her reflection for a moment as the tears ran down her face. taking some breaths, she managed to calm herself down as much as she could, a hand reaching up to wipe away the tear stains. she needed to be brave; her parents would want her to be brave. pushing herself up, she brushed away any wrinkles from her funeral dress, and after one final look, she left her room and walked down toward the hall.
as she rounded the corner and entered the double doors, she spotted the trademark brown curls of her brother. she walked over slowly with her gaze down, trying to avoid the stares. she stands beside him and looks up, her eyes still slightly red from crying. ‟ are they ready to begin? ” she could feel her heart breaking into a million tiny pieces, but she needed to be strong — for her brother and their parents.
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[ 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 ] : sender and receiver are attending to a funeral. ( for cecilia — what if … their parents’s funeral >:) ) 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ♡┊@charm0nt
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charm0nt · 21 days ago
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why am i wide awake at 5am …
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