#with: charlotte

[masterzmei]

with: @la-petitmortss when: early afternoon, pre-performance where: Savoy Dressing rooms

Sports writing gets very formulaic. Which football teams had matches, who won, who faked injuries and who actually got stretchered out of the arena. Highlights of the Superbowl or the Fencing World Final, and a short note on any local wrestling shows he'd be attending or boxers worth watching because Zmei's partial.

But in some of gaps between major seasons, Zmei has a few more liberties where he can truly focus on whatever he likes. He's still got a purple belt in Brazillian Jiu Jitsu on a mostly calcified knee, so what's his editor going to do? Fight him over wanting to go back to his roots and report on the incredible strength and technique needed for proper ballet? Zmei thinks not. The coward.

So he gets a ticket comped and a press pass to backstage. A handful of the corps girls are nervous at first but warm up to his brusque but genuine curiosity, and the cavalier is relieved to be interviewed in Russian without the clunkiness of a translator as they go back and forth about grip strength and workouts that isolate the thigh muscles most involved in leaping.

He's already tired and his muscles and joints only seem stiffer after talking to dancers all day, but he forces himself back to his feet and tries not to lean so much on his cane as he goes back over his notes for the last interview of the day. 'Make it seem effortless' is deadly, and already digging its way into his psyche.

Zmei stops at a delicate knock on door of where he's settled, and turns slowly, taking in her posture and the set of her feet even in street shoes with a small smile. He moves, holding out a hand to shake and a little too conscious of how he hobbles to meet her.

"... They do say you can tell a prima by how she walks. It's very true. Pleasure."

[noisuwa]

@charvlotte ha enviado '🐶' para que nuestros personajes visiten la sala de mascotas

Le estaba entregando la correa a un empleado cuando su perro tiró de repente, zafándose y corriendo hacia nuevo objetivo— ¡Cookie! —exclamó en protesta, antes de suspirar e ir tras su mascota, quien estaba reclamando la atención de una joven con gran determinación—. Es que le gusta conocer gente nueva, ¡está en su paraíso! —le explicó al caminar hacia ella.

[monstersliveinthemirror]

#25 on Spotify wrapped says how 2025 is going to go. how's it going for you?

[scurviesdisneyblog]

Character designs for The Princess and the Frog by Lorelay Bove

[msfangirlgonewild]

Romance tropes in bridgerton🐝

credits: @artemis_eureka on Twitter/X

[chloesimaginationthings]

The day FNAF Charlie Emily was shut out..

[redroses07]

should i make a part 2?

[dailybridgerton]

BRIDGERTON + wedding dresses

[boygeniusbaby]

[thoughtkick]

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You're doing just fine.

Charlotte Eriksson

[virtualsoup]

She can't move cause what if she wakes up the fluffy bartender and his spider twink

Epilogue

[noisuwa]

🍫 - para que mi personaje le de un chocolate al tuyo // @charvlotte

— ¿Para mí? —preguntó con una gran sonrisa, extendiendo su mano para tomar el chocolate con cuidado, asegurándose de rozar dedos contrarios—. Qué linda, gracias. Compartámoslo, ¿sí? ¿Pensaste en mí cuando dijeron lo de enviar regalitos? Porque yo sí pensé en ti... —aclaró, con un guiño de por medio, antes de volver a estirar su mano sobre la mesa para que la contraria la tomara—. Aunque me parece que tienen muy pocas opciones. Me gustaría poder enviarte algo original, que demuestre que pienso en ti... Bueno, eso no importa ahora. ¿Cómo te sientes? Lo del museo fue... intenso.

[ophelieverse]

Ready to defend Penelope Featherington from all of you haters:

[madfantom]

Don't forget the music box

A little art about an outside look at how Charlie's ghost pulls his puppet out of the box. When the music stops, she wakes up. And of course will not be able to go anywhere without an animatronic obsessed with her And it's just colored traditional art

[psygull]

my buddy wound man fell asleep first at the sleepover but we couldn't figure out anything to do to him since it had already been done