#c: lottie

[bitchellsmith]

It wasn't beyond anyone in Mitchell's life that he wasn't exactly a super genius, but that was nothing in comparison to his extremely misguided dislike towards Charlotte. Although it may had seemed like a little thing to some, he was really looking forward to devouring the cupcake he'd bought months ago, so for her to not only eat it but go out of her way to rub it in his face time and time again? It was fucked up, and seeing her whenever she came to visit Mikki reminded him of that unbridled rage that simmered deep down. She came out of the bathroom just as he was heading there, causing him to stop in his tracks. "Hey," he said, attempting to keep his tone as cold as possible so that she got the hint. "You know, if our soap goes missing, my mom will be really pissed. She loves that Peach Bellini scented stuff, so...yeah. I know it's in your nature and all, but just try not to." @lottieliang

[wishingxuponxstars]

"I'd be loved no matter what." Lottie to Joy

"Would you?"

Joy hated to question other people, and yet in this case ....

"Is it really love if people can't change their minds, ever? I think that's power, not love. Love is different. Love isn't just a feeling. It's a choice."

[jingle-bella]

Ugh i know right, but i guess it's only a small sacrifice for all the great things i get to do, traveling the world. But yeah i did get some better sleep! And fashion week is amazing! Just a little sad it's over already. Have you been up to anything fun lately?

babes, jet lag is a real freaking thing. it doesn't matter how tired you are, you're lying wide awake staring at a television screen, even if it's blank, willing sleep to come. i hope you've been able to get some sleep at this point, though! all that aside, how is fashion week?!

[thecharacterverse]

| People can do worse things than kill you. |

[wishingxuponxstarsa]

how long is this going to take? - A certain Miss Charlotte LeBouf to a lovely dwarven doctor if you don't mind...

Joy had been lost in thought, scooping up plants to put in her bag. Healers had to collect their own herbs, and while she grew her own, some plants grew better in the wild. She'd been a bit surprised when Lottie asked to spend the day with her. The woman didn't really seem to be in her element out here in the forest, gathering herbs. And she certainly hadn't dressed for it.

"It'll probably be an hour more. I just need to get enough herbs to restock my supply. Perhaps you'd want to wait back at the castle for me?" Or perhaps Joy was completely missing the point.

[deerest-deer]

lottie + hugs

[staceylevcns]

YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO GO SPILLING BEANS LIKE THAT. THEY'RE ALL ON THE FLOOR NOW LOTTIE.

Clyde is my new best buddie. He might just be present at my wedding in 800000 years.

Oh my sweet child, if there's anything you should picked up from growing up with us it was not to leave teenagers unattended. How many times did we dine and dash growing up?

That being said, at least they left you an origami napkin? I never left anything behind when we did it rofl.

[ubelaces]

divider is totally transparent trust me(lie )

very bright !!! extreme eyestrain warning

noa saotome graphic

a gift from the darling nurse . ♡

gift for @dollrelicz - week 1 of @villyth event : edit based off of your persons favorite color (yellow and pink)

note : i hate tihis so muxh i should never cook anything again also only one bc im too lazy 💔

[zappedbyzabka]

[swcctcrbittcr]

closed: @darlinghearts connection: gavin and his friends have fun with lottie as her boyfriend watches

it'd been a little over a month now since gavin met lottie, since he decided that she was his. what did it matter she had a boyfriend? what did it matter that technically in this society anyone could have her? no, the night they met changed everything, for him, for her. she was all his now. and that silly little boyfriend? well he kept attempting to see her, to win her back, and each time gavin responded with some sick video of him fucking her, her moaning over his cock, covered in his cum. that poor little fool didn't give up though.

though lottie was his completely, didn't mean he wasn't above sharing from time to time. in fact tonight he was feeling very generous. he convinced her to text carter the address to his penthouse, saying she wanted to see him. but gavin had other plans in mind. a few friends had been invited over, all caring for lottie lovingly as she sat on the couch dressed in the lingerie he had picked out for her. their hands stroked softly over her skin, played with her hair, admired her eyes. they weren't to do anything with her, not yet, not without gavin's permission.

he's opening a bottle of wine when there's a knock on the door. glancing at his watch he can't help but commend carter for his punctuality. "lottie? will you go answer the door and lead our guest to his seat?" in front of the couch a comfortable seat was set up, back to the window so they could face where lottie and the others were seated, to watch perfectly.

[bitchellsmith]

Mitch frowned a bit as he thought about Lottie's statement. "I don't like that it's a secret. Like, I don't want you or this or us to be, but...I don't want to hurt Mikayla, either. She spazzed out at me just for kissing you, although I think it was more about the making you run out part afterwards, but still. I don't want anything to screw it up when it feels like it's just started, you know?" He wasn't even sure how to describe it. Some internal light switch was flicked from the moment he kissed her, and going from feeling irritated at the sight of her to having to dig up every sense of willpower he had to keep from kissing her at any given moment was still a bit of a whiplash in his mind. "We'll figure it out." That was his lame temporary answer for their problem, one that was easily whisked away from his mind with the cupcake joke. "Ah, real clever. Just as long as no one tries to take them from me one they're finished, I might consider it," he smirked. Although he knew there was an attempt to move back to the desert island question, once she mentioned museums, Mitch's curiosity was fully piqued. "Au contraire, that sounds super interesting to me. I love museums," he mused, pressing his lips to hers once more before trailing down her jaw. He left out the part in admitting that most of the museums he'd visited were for children, but it still counted in his mind. "I think I'd love them even more if you were my curator. Tell me your favorite history fact."

She nodded her head, fully in agreement and relieved that he said it, and not her. "Our secret, then. At least until we figure out what's going on with us from here." She didn't want to make assumptions, but his comments up to this point made it seem like this was going somewhere rather than just being a physical thing. You don't take hook ups to the zoo. However, she didn't want to take that as complete truth and end up embarrassed at the end of it. "I've never kept a secret from Mikki before," she mused, suddenly a little nervous at the prospect. Not nervous enough to tell her right now, though. The idea of that scared her more. "I think I remember the boyband, kinda." She hadn't been to any of his gigs or anything, but it was ringing a bell of Mikki mentioning it. "I didn't know about the cooking though. And I would love a grilled cheese. Maybe a cupcake for dessert?" She wasn't sure if they were at a point where she could joke about cupcake-gate, but she was willing to test the waters. "My thing? Uh, I don't really know. I work at a museum, and curating is what I wanna do as a career, so I guess history and all that nerdy stuff. It's not that interesting." She wasn't sure why it felt embarrassing to admit to him that she was a huge geek. He hadn't exactly been shy about showing her the side of him that wasn't the coolest guy in the world, but she wanted him to think she was cool anyway. "Hmm. Okay. Find a smooth palm tree and I'll think about it." She still wasn't convinces. "You're right, hammocks are dangerous too. Maybe we should stick to the houseboat. The kiss was getting a little deeper, and as much as she had promised herself she wouldn't get carried away, Lottie didn't want to stop it either. Instead, she kissed him back.

[mysticalsadgirl]

Misty "I've killed for you" Quigley and Lottie "I've bled for you" Matthews

[officialfoxsquadron]

WHO IS CHARLOTTE REYNARD?

Putting this here for people who want a (somewhat) quick rundown of Lottie's full backstory. featuring some Coruscanti worldbuilding, which I will definitely elaborate on at a later date.

TW: genocide of a religious minority, eye trauma

she was a foundling on the lowest levels of Coruscant, born at the tail end of 18BBY. she has no idea who her parents are.

she was dropped off anonymously to one of the many groups of Coruscanti, a religious minority group native to Coruscant. they named her Nadezhda, nickname Nadya or Lolli (red one).

by the time she arrived, this religious group was already heavily discriminated against. it would only get worse as she grew up.

to make matters worse, the Coruscanti were deeply connected to the Jedi-as the foremost forgers of weapons, the Jedi relied on them for well-built lightsabers.

the Coruscanti also have a connection to the force-one based around their hierarchy of gods. they had a reputation for taking in force-sensitive children; and there were rumors many Coruscanti were the bastard children of famous Jedi.

when nadya was twelve, the empire finally acted. uscru entertainment district was leveled. as far as nadya knows, there were no other survivors.

at the time of the bombings, nadya was recovering from an injury that cost her her left eye. she earned this during a coming of age ceremony.

this injury-the scarring of a left eye-was seen as an omen, as it matched an injury sustained by elene, a chief deity of the coruscanti. for nadya, it became a cruel irony; the gods chose her just before the gods were ripped from her forever.

after a year of living hard on Coruscant's lowest levels-where she learned that it was kill or be killed-nadya met the woman that would become her adopted sister/mother figure; pazima reynard.

under pazima she became an assassin (a Fox...the girl cannot stop joining arcane orders) and joined the rebellion at thirteen, glad she could use her talents for swordplay and the righteous anger she felt for good. here she took the name lottie reynard, to downplay her connection to the Coruscanti.

during the rebellion, she created a found family; Pazima, Wedge Antilles-Pazima's erstwhile husband and her surrogate father-and Jax Fraga, a boy her own age who became her best friend. they formed the fox squadron.

just before she turned eighteen, she met a pilot named Luke Skywalker. when he blew up the death star, the orders from the Fox Squadron's mysterious Rebellion financier came in; protect luke skywalker, at all costs.

and that is where our story picks up! as she grows closer to luke, she will find out more about her own identity. luke and lottie's story is a mirrored coming-of-age tale, as they both discover their own destinies and fall in love along the way.

[mikeyxfreeman]

hii baby, it's me again, congratulations on your visits on c.aii, you deserve this and much more :3(>ω<)!! Can I request ghostface natalie/lottie/both, that kills any member of the yellowjackets, for reasons of jealousy (something like that) or please.. invent some scenario.. I'm terrible at this:(( Thank you in advance if you do! MUAWH!!

— HERE TO DELIVER!

Always loved the ghostface!versions of the yellowjackets characters but never had the chance to make one myself, I did both of them since it's fun and they're murdery.

🏹 : she's killed one of them.

🦌 : you're finally safe, sweet girl.

[rosamund-protects-you]

"Show off," Rosamund retorted, but with no real venom in her voice. She enjoyed her work, at least most nights, and the thrown off sleep schedule felt like a well earned part of it. "Oh, is that today? I remember you mentioning that last week." She smiled. "In any case, that is something to be happy about, I'll grant you." The job offer made her laugh a bit. "Mmm, I'm not very sociable though, so I wouldn't know what to do with said hours," she mused with a knowing look.

Lottie gave her a smile that seemed to contain a laugh she didn't vocalise. "That's what a good nights sleep does," she said, taking a sip of her own coffee. "The fact I'm going to sort out the last bits of a deal to get my sparkling cider into a French bistro after this helps too I suppose," the bear shifter added. "You could always come work for me you know. Much more sociable hours and plenty of fresh air,"

[empthy0]

i don’t care that im ten inches shorter than her i will carry lottie around like the princess she is