charlie

CHARLIE. 25. UNDERWEAR MODEL. CONNECTIONS QUICK FACTS

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“We’re fucking going out, I’m not saying it again!” he said, half laughing. After the day, week, month Charlie had had, he was ready to go out and have a great time. He wasn’t going to worry about work, Ivory, paparazzi, his manager, or anything else that had been a gnat in his ear recently. He was going to have a damn good time. “Come on, I promise it’ll be fun. I know the perfect bar.. to start out at.” he said to the person next to him, raising his eyebrows excitedly. “Get your coat.”

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mcdelinex:

She rolled her eyes at Charlie’s words but humored him with a smile. She knew what it was like to be feelin’ on herself so she couldn’t exactly fault him for doing the same. However, there were some lines that should never be crossed. Her jaw dropped and she made a little offended noise. “Lucy Moreau is a goddess, that’s what the big deal is, obviously. She’s my idol.”

Charlie blinked slowly a few times, comprehending the information. He’d always grown up with his dad in his ear, Never look up to anybody but yourself, they’ll only let you down. That had stuck hard with him. “Your idol? Why? I hold you to a higher standard than that. She has nothing you don’t have, in my opinion.” As different as their views were, he was still genuinely interested in what she had to say. “So tell me how it all went.”

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lunvnuncz:

The girl stuck her tongue out playfully at her friend. ”I know right? I’m like a saint.” Luna giggled as she put the finishing touches on her blunt. The tone of Charlie’s voice caused her head to turn suddenly. “It is nooo problem my dude.” her words dragged out slowly as a lazy smile crossed her features. “What do you owe me?” she inquired. “Pass the lighter, puto!” 

Char rolled his eyes at himself. Something about substances made him go totally soft, and sometimes it was almost annoying. He chucked the lighter at her. “Here ya go, babe.” He took another hit of his own blunt before answering. “I owe you.. Whatever you ask for, I guess!” he answered, as safely as he could.

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frcncescas:

“i think i already know the answer,” francesca said with a huff as she allowed charlie to help her off of the ground, biting down on her lip. she wasn’t a huge fan of the idea of being around the other man in public, but he was being sweet, so she couldn’t just tell him to go away. “thanks, charlie. what are you up to today?”

Char immediately regretted helping her the second he stretched his hand out. God, you idiot, you’re in public.  There wasn’t a single doubt in his mind, he knew she didn’t want him around her where others could see.  They’d had this conversation before. “I, uh, nothing.” he said awkwardly, stretching her shirt down and looking around at their surroundings. “Listen, if you don’t want me around, I’ll just jet.” he whispered, gritting his teeth.

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ofviolxts:

“I don’t see why people are judging you, half the people judging probably watch porn.” Violet rationalized, hoping that it would make him a feel a tiny bit better. “Then come with me and join in on the charity work I do, and just ignore the others.” She advised, before shaking her head at his suggestion, “That’ll probably make it worse.”

Char shrugged his shoulders, looking around the room like his answers were going to magically appear in front of him. “If you really think that’ll help, yeah, I’ll go with you. But what will that do to your image?” he asked. He didn’t have enough fingers to count the amount of friends that dropped him like a hat, simply because he was ‘bad publicity’. “I’m not dragging you into this, too”

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lunvnuncz:

”Pshh, yeah… that’s definitely the same thing.” She grabbed the grinder they had been using and began the process of filling up the center of the rolling paper. “Fine. I don’t need you to share anyways.” Luna shot him a petty smirk. Her body was buzzing and her head was light. “Oh, I bet it is,” she cooed as the tip of her tongue hit the bitter paper. She rolled it slowly, and carefully. It was always funny to her to watch him get worked up.

“Well, thank you for being so kind.” he chuckled, half rolling his eyes. His body almost felt weightless between the weed, alcohol and great company around him. This was when he could let his guard down; be the true honest Char and not put on some act that his publicist wanted to see. “I totally needed this. Thanks Lu.” he commented softly. “I owe you.”

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lilbella:

she wants to pull her hand back and pout; explain to him how much she’d enjoy hearing a song of his own, words of passion so inflamed that the whispers set her ears ablaze. but she doesn’t, instead she continuing the same dance the pair had been doing all night. “kiss me and you can take me anywhere you want.”

Her words set a fire in him, almost like a dare that he’d already been thinking about committing. He knew if he gave in, it’d be game over, she would win. Had the temptations and chase of cat and mouse gotten to be too much for him, was he ready to give in?He leaned in closer to her, close enough to feel her breath on his face. His lips burned, pulsated. “Not yet.” he whispered, and shot back into his seat with a look of victory.

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imogcns:

Imogen scoffed in disdain before reaching for her own drink. “Please. My problems were in several magazines and even made an appearance in The Guardian.” Placing her cup on her armrest, she couldn’t help but back herself up - even if she didn’t quite believe in her own defence. “And besides, I’ve got a book in the works.” Problems solved. She wanted to say but Imogen couldn’t quite bring herself to do it. “Why don’t you tell me about your problems instead? Unlike you, I’ll actually listen with interest…or at least do a better job at pretending to!”

Char nodded his head with an expression of I’ve heard all of this before. “Yes, I know, I know.  A book in the works. Problem solved, right?” he asked, shrugging. If only his solution to his scandal was so simple. “What is there to say? I got exploited for screwing thousands of women in a different continent for money, and now here I am. Should I write a book, too? Diary of an American Escort in Europe?” He didn’t mean to get so uptight, he just wasn’t handling the negative and new attention well at all. He sighed heavily, looking down. “Sorry, I’m just frustrated.”

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mcdelinex:

“ you know, if you weren’t so damn good looking, handsome, someone might even call you down right rude, you know? ” madeline jutted her lips out into a pout, resting her cheek against her hand. “ i was in the middle of my very important story of how i met lucy moreau and you completely interrupted me. i wasn’t even talking directly to you, and clearly you weren’t even listening. don’t interrupt me next time, all right? ” madeline rolled her eyes and reached forward for her own drink, annoyed by the smug little smile on the other’s lips.

Char flashed her a smile, raising his eyebrows a few times. “Yes, but I am handsomely good looking, so I don’t need to worry about that.” he retorted, only teasing, of course. “I’m sorry, Mads, you know I’m only teasing. I’m listening.” he reached his arm across the table and patted the top of her hand. “Lucy Moreau? The daughter of that guy with the radical affair? Yeah.. I’ve met her once. Charming girl, in her own special way. Why is this a big deal?”

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rcmanoodles:

“here’s my problem,” he began, bringing the cool can to his lips. “my step sister’s starting some preposterous rumor that i like frozen porn! it’s disgusting!” he took a large gulp the liquid, crushing the can in his hand. “why would i wanna watch some elsa get a carrot stuck inside her when spongebob can actually absorb squirt?”

Char choked on the long sip he was taking, slamming the mug down on the table. “HA!” was the outburst of his reply. His shoulders shook from laughing so hard, his eyes closed and head shaking. “That.. That is some funny shit.”

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have you ever been engaged?

This would require commitment, so no.

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would you rather go back in time and not choose to be an escort in europe, or be an escort in europe but not have ivory find out?

Honestly? Do what I did and not have anybody find out. I learned a lot, grew a lot and don’t believe in regretting anything.

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lilbella:

she’s biting her lip now, an influx of air shooting down her throat. “what do you want to do?” she leans in, her soft lips grazing his his cheek. nimble fingers glide along rough denim, nearing closer to his inner-seam. 

Char sits still in his seat, looking unbothered and unphased. He shakes his head slowly, looking directly into her eyes. “Things I can only show you, never tell.” he whispered, an eyebrow raising almost like an invite.

[kol-calamity-blog]

I Need Entertainment

ANONYMOUS TIME!!!! (or ask in character!)

HYE have you ever?

FMK fuck marry kill

KHC kiss hug cuddle

NML a night, a month or for life?

AMA ask me anything

HON hot or not?

WWY well would you?

WYR would you rather? 

TOD truth or dare?

SMW ship me with?

TOT this or that?

WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others – specify) 

or anything else hilariously entertaining you can think of!  

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lilbella:

“is someone afraid of an audience?” her hand finds his thigh, the dim-lit bar providing enough darkness so that her gesture went unseen. the blonde uses her other to lift and take yet another sip of her beverage. she hums, “so good, right?”

He gave her a daring look, watching her hand move. “I can’t do what I want to do with people around” he growled, his voice low and in her ear. A smirked a little, a glimmer in his eye, as he leaned back in his seat and watched her. “Yeah, so good.”

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lilbella:

she’s fingering the rim of her new glass, sights still laid of the male before her. brows pique of at his answer, his confident demeanor sending a chill down her spine. “an f sharp.” she repeats but looks up to the ceiling, feigning slight confusion. “think you can show me that one?”

Char’s thoughts raced, trying to cool himself down and encourage himself at the same time. He was in the right mind set, he knew what she was playing, he might as well play her just as hard. “Somewhere private, I may be able to.”