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charlotte marx › ° › 20 they are right to fear you, to quiver at the knees. the love pulsing through your body with every beat of your open heart could rock the stars from the dark of the sky. how do you hold it all INSIDE of you? every bit of feeling running wild under the tender of your skin? look at you, look at the big of your heart. even the trees SHAKE for you. › var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5235505"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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—- ･ﾟ..text: raoul → open

raoul: what does lottie do during her lottie time

lottie: just a lot of yoga, studio time for ballet & night time trips to the beach

lottie: let me just say it has been very relaxing i feel so ,, refreshed

lottie: what does raoul do during his raoul time

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♚ ━ ❛ OPEN IMSG.

baz: have you got Anythin on netflix for me to watch bc

baz: bored af man

lottie: depends on what u want bud

lottie: if ur all that bored you can put me out of my misery and we can do something

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—- ･ﾟ..text: raoul → open

raoul: sorry ive been quiet for a few days, needed some raoul time xx

lottie: don't apologizing to me tbh i've been in hiding too so i have no room to speak

lottie: lottie time is the best time

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◎ ☒ ♟

◎ - makes my muse feel empty when around them 

i try my best to surround myself with the most uplifting people so no one really makes me feel empty, but i guess levi? he’s a sweet guy for the most part but sometimes, in a working perspective, he’s demanding and it can be draining. 

☒ - my muse refuses to talk to

like i said before, personal issues should remain private, but i’d have to say fletcher. 

♟ - my muse obeys

when i think about it, i don’t really think there’s anyone in specific that i “obey.” myself, maybe? that’s a tough one. 

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✉️ ☎️ ☀️

✉ - my muse likes to pester / talk to

i would be lying if i said i didn’t love to pester maisie. she’s just full of so much spunk and despite the harsh set of cards she’s been dealt, she always knows how to make me smile. i’d also have to add rizzo onto that, just ‘cause i love her and her company.

☎ - my muse first contacts in a emergency

my very first contact is sebastian. we’ve been through thick and thin together and i want him to be the first to be notified in any case of an emergency. 

☀ - my muse refuses to talk about

i don’t know if this necessarily counts but just in general personal issues. not about anyone in specific, but if there’s something in my private life happening, i want it to stay that way. 

[charlottvs-blog]

fukc i feel like ,, this is the millionth time i’ve had to apologize for smt like this but i am So sorry m’loves i swear ill be online later . i have been feeling so run down and im p sure i’m getting sick so i haven’t touched my computer like whatsoever . all i’ve done this weekend is lay in bed and want 2 di e lskdjf but i promise ill be on later ok i love u all 

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Put a symbol in my ask for a character that...

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ask-mmd-sud-italia:

♟ - my muse obeys ♛ - my muse admires ☯ - acts as a foil to my muse ♥ - my muse tends to cling to ☒ - my muse refuses to talk to ☀ - my muse refuses to talk about ☑ - my muse wants to know better ✉ - my muse likes to pester / talk to ★ - has the complete trust of my muse ☢ - my muse cannot stand being around ♫ - my muse likes to get into antics with ? - always manages to confuse my muse ♡ - my muse is crushing on / in love with ☎ - my muse first contacts in a emergency ☃ - my muse has very mixed feelings about ☮ - makes my muse feel calm when around them ✗ - my muse likes to pick arguments / fights with ◎ - makes my muse feel empty when around them ☁ - makes my muse wish they could fix their relationship ☊ - keeps my muse grounded or my muse keeps grounded ! - makes my muse piss their pants / run in fear at their presence ☓ - has scarred my muse in some way ( physically, mentally, emotionally, etc ) 

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✖ ° › TELL ME A SECRET -- charlotte & caspar !

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NOSTALGIA WOULDN’T DO JUSTICE to explain their current situation – there were countless times in the past where the ex-couple were in the same scene. charlotte, crying, caspar, comforting her. it was as if nothing had changed, and he supposed in a way it hadn’t, considering she was technically single this entire time. though he wasn’t, and that thought loomed over his head like thunder waiting to howl. attempting to swallow the lump in his throat, he shook his head at her. “my brother, but we can talk about that later.” he had a tendency of letting her come first, always. even now, when they were no longer together, she still received the same amount of respect and love from him. before he knew about her fake relationship, he used to wonder if that would ever change; but presumably not, as she was his first love. stepping back into reality, he released a shaky sigh at the touch of her body against his bare skin, folding into him like a perfect puzzle piece. it felt wrong – he hadn’t been with her physically since before their break-up, and the demon in his mind was shouting out his betrayal for the guilt to rush in, settle down. nonetheless, caspar’s hand found its way up to her messy hair, lightly brushing his fingers through it. his ex-girlfriend’s word shot a bullet through his heart, coming to a dawning realization. ‘you don’t understand, cas.’ but he used too. he doesn’t anymore. perhaps that’s one of the biggest things he would miss most about his relationship with her; knowing everything, being a part of her world. it was nice to get away from his own every and then. the boy remained silent, taking in her words. he was surprised about her father, he didn’t think it was true. “they’ll come around, eventually,” he muttered. “i thought those stuff about your dad was just rumors. but i’m so sorry your family isn’t around, lottie. you can have mine, if you want.” a weak smile tugged the corners of his lips, and he brushed her hair off to one side. but he ultimately froze at her next choice of words, his hand falling against her arm. “don’t,” inhaling a sharp intake of breath, caspar let his arms drop, no longer comforting her. “your family, that’s different. with me, it’s just – it’s not what you think. i mean, i’m still hurt that you hooked up with my brother before the whole pr stunt, but that’s besides the point.” he began toying with something on his right, and a quick glance proved his assumption right: hana’s bra. it was like everywhere he looked, her stuff was around. it’s not that he didn’t want them there, he just didn’t want it to come off as rubbing it in charlotte’s face. he felt the urge to comment on the mess, but he bit his tongue – there was no need to bring up something that would cause tension.

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HER BODY WAS TENDER from the sobs she’d endured, soft shoulders aching from the cries that racked violently throughout her physique. for the first time in her life she could openly admit that she wasn’t happy – her porcelain cheeks weren’t a gentle pink in contentment but rather from the emotional turmoil she was put through on what seemed to be a daily basis. it was progressively embarrassing to show up in shambles and expect the other person to aid her in super gluing them back together. and the more charlotte realized she had become nothing but a cry baby down to the dictionary definition the more she felt sick to her stomach when caspar made his attempts at comforting her. sure, she had very valid reasons for why she shed tears so frequently, howling at the moon in hopes her battle cry wouldn’t go unnoticed, but it was different from her blurred perception. the love that bombarded her heart was her greatest weakness and she dreaded that characteristic of herself – that, and her tendency to say the first thing that came to her mind without thought of it’s repercussions, similar to what she had just done with caspar. charlotte could feel the air shift momentarily, his chest halting with intensity as his body language changed. his words weren’t spat with venom, but she knew well enough that she shouldn’t have said it, that she should have considered how a comment such as that would make him feel and truthfully, she had. but for once, her desire for him to know how she felt overpowered her need to protect his feelings, so there she laid for a moment longer on his chest, lingering comfortably yet entirely still. “they won’t come around, caspar. my mother might, but not my brother and certainly not my father. ethan can hold grudges till his last breath and my dad won’t even speak to me. he changed his number and froze all of my bank accounts all for some stupid mistake that i made – something so stupid.” she hissed with repetition, sitting up for a moment and resting her head in her hands, kneading her temples with agony. “and with you i’m not going to stop because it isn’t different.” charlotte began, gaze flickering with intensity toward caspar. she noticed he was toying with a bra, surely mindless but all together rather uncomfortable and heartbreaking as she attempted to proceed. however, her voice caught in her throat momentarily as lottie tried to collect herself, hues fleeting desperately as she attempted to seek-out the voice in her head that was desperate to make a point only moments ago. and once she found it again, there was no stopping her. “sure, i lost you in a very different and vital way, but aside from that i lost my best friend. regardless of whether you ended our relationship before finding out, this pr stunt drew you further away from me and i hated it. i loathed myself for it. i’ve never cared about anyone more than i care about you and the day you found out about this… this lie, i lost you the same as i lost my father. maybe his way was more extreme, but you couldn’t even stand to be in the same room as me for the first while, caspar.” charlotte was so worked up she could physically feel her heart pulsing through her veins with adrenaline, hands closing in and out of small fists as she attempted to ground herself. “i’m always going to care for you, caspar. it’s as simply and as complicated as that.”

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✖ ° › THE SLEEPOVER CLUB – charlotte & baz !

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SHE WAS INCANDESCENT. beautiful. easily one of the most beautiful things sebastian was sure to ever come out of the earth itself. with both her true persona & aesthetically pleasing demeanour, charlotte marx was, within no doubt, the epitome of perfection. sebastian was more than lucky to call her his friend - nigh his best friend, & he was an absolute fool for screwing her over in the first place. however, sebastian & his woes concerning her never forgiving him were long gone, buried within the realms of the past, her eyes deep locked within his & nothing else mattering. “well, it’s how I first made my mark in this industry, init? even if now i’m more of a social fool & a fuckin’ tv show host.” he laughed at his own expense & grinned when she asked what she was cooking. “lentil bologna, you know one day the entire world will be vegan due to my incredible cooking skills & good incluence.” he promised, nodding as she took the box. “i mean, who proposes nowadays? maybe we should just go to vegas & be done with it. i always did like elvis.” he quipped, watching awestruck as she untied the box & gasped. “i wanted to.” he sounded like a walking cliche ( he was ), but it was true. he did want to get her the ring; it was the least she deserved, & she absolutely was worth every dime. “money doesn’t matter.” he spoke again, another truth. ten years ago money was everything; namely because he didn’t have any. now however, rings at the expense of that meant absolutely nothing to him. he could buy one without a sweat breaking out & throw it out the next day, without worrying about wasting his money. “it’s fine, babe.” he spoke softly, his accent still thick. he found himself showing a pearly grin as she showed such an appreciation for the gift. “it’ll suit your hands, they’re real elegant.” he laughed when she teased him again. “like i said, dark chocolate & wine is good enough for me. i’m easily pleased.”

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SHE LOVED HIM BEYOND anything words could describe. they exchanged secrets in sloppy whispers and exchanged fits of laughter so unbearable that tears spilled from their eyes in rivers. he was the first person she thought to show things to, the last person she thought to lie to, and he was her soulmate. although baz had his imperfections dotted in constellations, charlotte adored him for there was never a dull moment when she was in his presence. “you know me, a vegan meal is the way to my heart -- and the only way to get me to eat.” she teased, happy that he always remembered that she was vegan considering how often it went unnoticed or forgotten. “who doesn’t love a good lentil bologna? you may be about the biggest fool i’ve ever met, but i would never deny your skills in the kitchen. 5 star rated meal in the comforts of your home. who could ask for anything better?” she pondered for a moment before proceeding with a grin. “trick question. i could ask for a million things better than your cooking. it sucks.” she stuck out her tongue, sarcasm seeping through each word with a fit of laughter. diverting her bright eyes back to the ring, charlotte was still at a loss for words as she examined the diamonds. “you know me. i’m a sap for the romance of it all -- i could never get hitched in vegas without a proposal. all jokes aside, if we aren’t married by the time we’re in our forties, we have to get married so that i don’t die a lonely cat lady, okay? so keep this all in mind.” charlotte flashed her own dazzling smile, feeling high on life. she needed this night to forget about everything wrong in her life and simply enjoy the company of her best friend. “money should matter, but regardless i’m speechless. it’s really beautiful and trust me when i say i’m never taking it off.” she slipped the ring onto her finger with delight, admiring the crystals from a distance before proceeding to tease him. “oh, would you look at that. it does suit my hands. you weren’t wrong about something for once.” her laughter was contagious as she relaxed, finally excelling forward to encompass him in a warm embrace, pressing a friendly kiss to his cheek. “you have no idea how excited i am for this. what do you want to do first?” she began, plopping down readily onto his sofa while peering up at him.

[jesperfahey]

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✖ ° › THE SLEEPOVER CLUB – charlotte & baz !

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THE IDEA OF HAVING his best friend back, however conditional, was incredible to baz. he adored charlotte - so much, they’d been friends since he could remember, & he couldn’t picture life without her. not now, not ever. he was glad when she chose to conditionally forgive him, & even gladder that she’d agreed to swing by for one of their sleepovers. they used to be a weekend-ly thing, baz recalled. now more monthly, if that. they were both so busy & with everything that had gone off lately, he couldn’t blame her for not wanting to bundle up in jammies & watch horror movies with him. he had just emerged from the shower & gotten changed when she arrived, & he found himself grinning as he dried his damp blonde locks before emerging from the bedroom. “who the fuck are you & how did you get in my house?” he teased, his accent filling the room with abundant joke & cryptic fun. “gifts?” he glanced at the bag. “as long as those gifts entail chocolate & wine i’m all good.” he bit his lip. tonight, he decided, was all about them. no talk of the dreaded sultan twins, no talk of maisie or anybody else who could put a dampener on THEIR night. it was for them, & baz was determined to keep it that way. “i have netflix all ready, as well as apple tv ‘cause netflix is shit sometimes. we also have good food cooking & look, i got the really expensive candles you like!” he grinned & pointed to the burning substances. “& also i got you a gift.” he hadn’t intended to buy an apology gift, that would’ve been trying to hard, but earlier that day he had been out shopping when he’d stumbled upon the most effervescent diamond ring - one that just screamed charlotte. sure, it had cost him a chunk of cash ; they all had too much cash than necessary in hollywood anyway. she was worth the $40,000, of course she was. “here,” he handed her the box. “not proposing, don’t worry.” he joked. “i just thought it was nice.”

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IT WAS INDESCRIBABLE to be in the presents of sebastian for she’d known from the day that they met their friendship would be one for the books. however, despite her love for him being unconditional her forgiveness for him was not and it was a hardship she was readily facing. she was making her best attempts at cautiously reentered their relationship, a concoction of precocious and, in some ways, understanding -- but there was a part of her heart reserved for sebastian and when he shot a grin as bright as the moon and all its stars at her, she couldn’t help but feel like at peace. he meant the world to her, which was why his betrayal had a great effect over her, but he was making valiant effort and her appreciation was beyond words. “cut the crap, baz. i practically live here. besides, if you want to be a smart aleck i’ll gladly down this whole bottle of wine myself and give the chocolate to lorenzo.” she flashed a smile of pearls at him, smile contagious as she rested her belongings down momentarily. running her fingers through her soft waves, charlotte made her best attempts at fixing her locks while listening intently to her best friend. his accent was thick and his hues were gleaming happily, crinkles in her own eyes prevalent as she admired him and inhaled the sweet scent of lavender. 

“i’m always a sucker for your cooking, but then again who isn’t? what exactly is it that your making?” she inquired thoughtfully, knowing well enough the comment would inflate his ego, but she didn’t care -- it was them against the world, after all. as she was about to thank him for the expensive candles, heart warming at the gesture, charlotte furrowed her brows as he handed her a box. she adored a small and unsure smile, fingers running over the plush box before her gaze flickered to meet that of baz’s. “you aren’t proposing? damn -- all those years of wedding plans i’ve made are going to go to waste, my soulmate.” she giggled before opening the box and audibly gasping at the most elegant and overwhelmingly magnificent ring she’d ever laid eyes on. charlotte was taken back by the glow of the diamonds as they twinkled in the dim lighting of his home, fingers delicately pressing into the box to remove the ring. “oh my, baz. you didn’t have to get me this. it must have cost so much.” she was unintentionally whispering, but she couldn’t help it -- the ring was nearly as indescribable as their friendship. “it’s beyond words beautiful, b. i don’t think thank you shows enough gratitude for a gift like this.” she rested her free palm over her chest, before finding it within her to tease him once more. “way to show me up, b. i show up with nothing but chocolates and wine and you give me a diamond ring.”

[charlottvs-blog]

✖ ° › THE SLEEPOVER CLUB – charlotte & baz !

CHARLOTTE SWUNG the bags of goodies in her hands, hair twirling in the wind as she made her way over to sebastian’s home. although they were in an evidently tough spot at the moment, she was more than excited to have a night with just the two of them. it had been the longest they’d gone without a sleepover, the previous one far too long ago, and it helped charlotte come to terms with how much she genuinely missed baz. which was why she wanted to make it special, stopping at the store and exchanging some cash for the real gold which was candies of all sorts. she made sure to get plenty of dark chocolate on his behalf as well as some sour skittles on her own, grabbing a few more things here and there before heading back out ( avoiding paparazzi to the best of her ability ) and toward his domain. charlotte exhaled a small puff, grabbing the bottle of wine she’d stolen from her parents old wine rack before making her way for the front steps. shuffling the things around momentarily, charlotte shifted through her bag before finding her own key to let herself in. tossing the door open, she excitedly stepped in and out of the wind. “honey, i’m home.” she teased, voice echoing throughout the home as she closed the door once more with her hip. and when he appeared, she couldn’t help but grin widely while tilting her head to the side, lifting up her gifts and shaking them happily. “i come bearing gifts -- and i’m not just talking about me.” 

[yacelery]

[wnq-writers]

It takes a lot to be kind. You were fed a lot of fairy tales and fables growing up only to realise they don’t apply in real life. You try to be good, yet bad things still happen. Some days, you walk around with your insides feeling dead cold and the last thing you want to do is smile. But nobody ever said it was going to be easy. It takes extreme courage and strength and effort to be compassionate. It makes you vulnerable, and the worst thing is you might not even get rewarded for it. It is never easy. So if today you were kind even though you felt torn up on the inside, you are wonderful and you deserve to be celebrated.

Sylvia, Unsung Bravery   (via lilylunamusings)

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✖ ° › CALL ; charlotte & zahid

zahid: "i know," he sighed, running a hand through his hair, "i'm trying to work on that but it's hard with baz. you know how he is. you know him." zahid shook his head, pursing his lips as he reflected him and baz's many attempts to conceal their relationship. "for some reason, something always fucks up or never works out. i don't know why, but i'm trying harder, don't worry lottie." he frowned. "the last thing i'd want to do is make you out to seem dumb or naive or something."

lottie: "i know him like the back of my hand. if um.. if anything i can talk to him for you?" she hummed, unsure of her offer herself but it was in her nature. no matter how many times she got fucked over, lottie wanted to help people. "i don't want you to feel like everything good in your life ends up in flames. we've kept secrets for too and i don't want your relationship with baz to be like the rest." she sighed, resting her head onto her pillow mindlessly. "in all honesty, i think i already seem dumb and naive to the public so what do i have to lose?" she teased, small smile gracing her lips.

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✖ ° › CALL ; charlotte & zahid

zahid: "i know, i know, it's all on me." he exhales deeply, his toes fiddling with the sheets underneath. "i can understand that. i honestly don't even think i deserve to be forgiven. but--" zahid stops, focusing on the wall in front of him as he organizes the words in his mind, "but, like, i think the best thing for us to do right now is not end it, lottie." he begins to chew on his bottom lip. "my manager says we should fix it, and i agree. i'm so close to mending things with caspar, and i don't want him to think we were for nothing or that i treat you badly, y'know? which will only make him resent me more. and on top of that, i just can't disappoint my family again. there's so much tension with them already, which will just get worse if i disappoint them by screwing us up. they're so uptight about our family name and image, so 'zahid leaving his girlfriend for a dude' would completely crush them." squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, he gulps. "i just don't want to destroy my chances of making it right with my family, and it would just make the press and news so much easier on the both of us. like, if we were to break up in the future, i'd rather do it gradually and slowly, without a big mess. instead of all at once, with a big boom of disastrous press. 'cause we both know that we already have so much bad press on us, even before this. but, again, i understand if you can't do it or if you don't want to. just know that i still really care about you, charlotte."

lottie: charlotte remained silent while he spoke, surprised by his idea but overall deciding to hear him out before making any comments. and he was right -- everything he spoke of made sense and he had valid points, but charlotte still had questions of her own. "i think you're right, and i'm more than willing to give you time to make it right with your family and i think a slow and gradual breakup would make both of us look better." she began, eyes closing as she continued. "but what's happening with baz regarding the media? i don't want to look like the dumb girl who's staying in a relationship with her cheating boyfriend." she sighed, head aching from the predicament he put them in. "the last thing you guys can do is be caught. for christ sake spottedleaks is already posting you guys sharing clothes."