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hey y’all so i actually dont have any threads here anymore but im gnna shut this account down & i may or may not move charles to @bratmail im not sure bc i might be switching rp platforms soon but heehee. for now im still on that blog & if you do want to interact with charles as a muse please like this or message me & ill give you my discord & we can work something out. thank yews
eye uh. wanna write charles more kinda but he’s being kinda boring & also i dont have any icons & also i wanna start developing my muses on my multi (i might move him there idk) so imma head over to @bratmail
∘◦ .。 ── BABY.
“ but anyway , the way you’re talking you’d think you’re turning thirty-four years old . you haven’t reached that hot uncle stage yet , don’t worry . ” tongue tastes honeydew words of comfort , though the latter implies thespian flattery and baby means truth . either way , she doesn’t understand his dramatic outburst of turning twenty-four but figures she might feel the same when it’s her turn . she loves his place , the opulence of it all fits him as well as her taste when she carries a sparkling pink vodka bottle with her . “ i don’t see any pretty ending for this evening anyway . ” laughter bubbles as she reaches for two shot glasses to get them started . “ depends . i typically drink tequila shots and i can do maybe eight of those on a good day . with vodka i’m not too sure but i don’t wanna get instantly drunk so i won’t do many yet . ”
charles has become so accustomed to mixing substances that he’s not quite sure which does what when it comes to drunkness really ---- all he knows is that he hates being bored. and if that means out whipping out another supply of something then so be it. thankfully, things never seem to be boring with baby around. ❝ i’m twenty-four, but that just means that thirty-four is up next. i’ll be there before you know it. but you’re right, it’s good to focus on the new. gotta live my best life, as my dads like to say. ❞ frankly, his parents spend too much time reading twitter threads. ❝ damn that’s a lot of shots for such a small person. guess i don’t really got room to talk though. ❞ said as he’s setting up the camera and he has to stop himself from checking to see how he looks in the reflection. it would simply be too real, to worry about how he looked. he had to have known he looked perfect already, right ? ❝ let’s do never have i ever. but the drinking version. ❞
∘◦ .。 ── NOVA.
the affection ends here. nova has no plans to let anything else happen. she certainly won’t allow herself to turn to kiss charlie. no. charlie’s unworthy of her affection. he’s lucky she’s even sat in his lap ! there’s shame in even going that far. nova’s well aware that plopping onto charles’ lap might as well be the kiss of death. ( surprisingly, she does have a voice of reason in the very back of her mind ! she just doesn’t let it be used much ! ) arms remain crossed over her chest as she listens. of course, charlie goes on. apparently the reason for her anger hadn’t been all that obvious. if nova wasn’t so busy pouting, she might just call out charles on this. she could be quick to call it utter bull shit. nova doesn’t though. nova sits in charles’ lap like the needy doormat she is. a man shouldn’t have this much control over her, this much nova knows. she just can’t help herself. she needs him. oh, how she hates that she needs charles. how she wishes she could just get up & leave him. unfortunately there would be an emptiness in her heart. there’s no one out there, not that she knows of anyway, that can quite fill the void charles has.
she’s desperate for him.
no other man puts up with her like he does. she can’t completely berate charles for all his negative traits after all, nova has her own problems. the reality of the situation is: they’re perfect for each other. ( despite being a disastrous pair. ) this thought pumps over & over again in nova’s mind. the two of them deserve each other despite, you know, not even being a couple at all.
arms are crossed over her chest, waiting for whatever excuse charlie’s cooking up. nova has a fair amount of guesses on what he could say. she’s held close by him. there’s an urge to push him away, to shriek ❛ don’t you TOUCH me ! ❜ nova, like the fool she is, lets it happen without any drama. she’s quiet, listening as charlie provides his reasoning. she’s tempted to mock his tone & do finger quotes. ❛ enjoy each other’s company ! ❜ he says. nova scowls. she tries not to behave like a child for once. acting like an adult proves to be a difficult task when dealing with charles. ( of course, behaving in general is a difficult task for a bratty girl like nova. ) there’s some validity in charles’ words though, if he is actually telling the truth here. he hasn’t spoken to the other girl. of course, nova has a snide little remark about that regardless. ❝ yeah, i’m here because i’m the fucking idiot who keeps coming back to you. ❞ emotions weigh heavy in her voice despite the fact that a pitiful little smile cracks onto her features. it’s funny sometimes, just how stupid she is.
she exhales, eyes narrowed.
❝ i don’t believe you for one second but… ❞ there she goes, being weak again. ❝ … nothing i say will ever make you change. you’re always going to do stupid shit & because i’m stupid as fuck, i’ll always sit here & let it happen. ❞ it’s not like she’d ever get up & leave charlie. doing so would be absolutely out of character. she’s a parasite, clinging onto whoever is OPEN for attention. while charles’ might be a bastard, he always has his arms open. consider it a gut feeling but she believes charles’ would never leave her in the dust either. they’re stuck together.
charles and nova continue to prove themselves nothing more than a ridiculously childish conundrum. that said, part of their problem, lies of course in a lack of commitment, commitment which charles has indicated relentlessly that he was not interested in. this was, of course, an issue which proved meticulous to solve, a hurdle that would likely be in the way for a while. yet and still, there is the other half of the issue. that was, charles’ oblivion ----- perhaps nova’s own stubborn nature. the combination of the two proved to be a barrier to intimacy between them.
intimacy. whatever could it mean ? however often the word is written off to mean nothing more than sex, there was nothing actually too intimate about their sexual relationship, or at least there hadn’t been at first. this was not a surprise, as this was continuously the case with charles and his escapades. what did portray to be intimate though, was the way that the pair had become comfortable around each other. at least for charles, letting his guard down always seemed to be a tedious difficulty and fear which he could never quite overcome. with nova, that boundary had been broken. maybe, it’s the way she never lies to him. the way she refuses to bend to his will the way the people from his past encounters had simply from the sight of him.
what was it that these people wanted from him ? his body, his money, his fame ? perhaps it differed from person to person, but charles could never put his finger on it. certainly, it couldn’t be him. the real him, so very flawed and ugly in every which way you could think of beside externally. that would simply be far too romantic and unrealistic for the life that he lived. intimacy and love were things that were, as far as charlemagne was concerned, reserved for good people in the world. the best people in the world. so then, what did nova want from him ? if nothing else, he was positive that it couldn’t have been his body, his money, or his fame. she’d proven him wrong in that train of thought too many times. but maybe it was something else. what he was unsure of, was whether or not he could provide that something else.
even so, he’s too selfish to tell her to walk away, a thought which scares him even now, as he zones out for a moment’s time. how could you know someone deserves everything and trap them in so much of nothing ? even he wasn’t so sure. as if he hadn’t even had the thought, he simply continues on smoking, as if to break the screen of the conversation. ❝ you shouldn’t say that, ❞ charles says seriously, though his eyes stare across the room at nothing rather than meeting her own, ❝ that you’re stupid, i mean. ❞ he had wanted to say the words: you’re not stupid. i’m just selfish. but instead, he takes yet another drag, still searching for a way to take the edge off of this dialogue to begin with.
❝ promise me you won’t call yourself stupid anymore. you take... ❞ a gulp, the words seemed to be going somewhere so much less surface level than he’d initially intended, and that made him nervous, as it always did. ❝ you take on too much. blame yourself too much. you don’t need to, around me. i’ll take some blame. so relax. just relax around me. ❞
This was a moment.
I am, like all art, quite useless
Do you like me?
icarus done died & shit.
ICARUS DONT DIE
.... will icarus died? prolly.
#positivity protocol! 😄💙☀️ send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!
dis old but i still appreciate it so imma just say i wuv u
look up “(your name) core aesthetic” on Pinterest pick 9 images and arrange them however you’d like tag others you wanna see!
tagged by: @bubbledsoul tagging: @honeyrcse @moonaeraa @dulcedecorums @fvstpace
voice: the first mini album
crime plots i need:
you’re dating one of my gang members, but i’m the boss and i know how to please you better.
i stole your car and the police isn’t doing anything so you decided to track me down yourself and you found me, but whatcha gonna do, i went through your stuff so i know all your secrets.
you’re a heavy criminal or something idek and we hooked up a while ago but fuck, i owe my drug dealer money and i really pissed him off bc that’s what i do and now i need you to help me otherwise i’m gonna be dead and you actually know what ur doing so.
we’re gang members but the rule is we’re not allowed to date people inside the gang, but there’s a lot of sexual tension between us and then all of a sudden we have to take care of something together bc the boss says so and if you kiss me i’m gonna fucking kill you, but pls do.
your dad is my biggest enemy in the crime world and you’re a straight-up rebel, so to piss him off you decide to sleep with me and wow, it was fucking amazing, but now your dad is out to kill me so what now.
you’re a criminal and even though i’m a pretty good person we’re still dating and then you get caught and end up in prison and everyone that you owe money/drugs/etc from now comes to attack me and it’s a few years later when you get out and come to see me only to find out that nothing’s the same. (either i became a criminal/dealer myself or a prostitute/stripper bc i needed the money or i changed my name, moved away and gave birth to a child that’s yours)
we’re two thieves who literally can’t stand each other bc we’re each others biggest competitors so we have a stealing war with each other to prove that i’m the best in what we do and it doesn’t stop at just stealing objects (girl/boyfriends, friends, jobs, name it!)
we’re lovers and we decided to rob a gas station together bc we needed the money and holy shit, we got a lot more cash than we expected, but oh shit turns out this business was actually really shady and now there’s a whole gang after us that’s trying to kill us to get their whitewashed money back.
we’re just normal people and we’ve been going out for a few months and it’s pretty clear to me that you’re keeping something from me but i can’t put my finger on it and all of a sudden i get kidnapped and it’s really fucking scary bc they look dangerous as fuck and they keep asking me the weirdest questions about you and wait what, it turns out you make drugs/sell guns/whitewash money/whatever ?!? and of course you come in and rescue me and i’m super relieved, but now i don’t know if i should be mad or turned on about it all.
i work for a cartel, not because i want to but because they’re gonna kill me if i don’t and i just got to the united states and they’re making me do all sorts of things (cutting coke, cleaning labs, ‘providing money’) and it’s really fucking awful, but then all of a sudden you notice me even though you’re (much) higher up and i don’t know why but you’re helping me to get higher up as well and before i know it we’re getting assignments together and you’re like really bad ass fuck i’m starting to like you.
post 3 - 6 songs that remind you of your muse.
tagged by: @bubbledsoul & @moonaeraa tagging: @hcrizon if you haven’t already!
hurt you - the weeknd.
tired - beabadoobee.
who hurt you? - daniel caesar.
lost? - coldplay.
karma - summer walker.
bonus : p*ssy is mine - miguel.
I can’t feel my face right now, but you know what? I knew exactly what this job was when I took it. Shame on me for taking the money! Shame on you for making me famous! Shame on all of us!
