#(charlie)

[hauntzbin]

ohh my god the new official con poster

[damnedrainbows]

Charlie is incredibly important in Vox’s hotel development, and probably the most significant relationship he builds there. For the first while, his only in fact, besides Baxter..

Charlie’s the one that finds his tablet ass head lost in the hall after being kidnapped, and is his first outreach of kindness in like weeks since the Vees have been angry and needing time and he’s mostly just left alone, to stew in his regrets and building suicidal feelings.

For a while she’s the only person that talks to him since no one at the hotel wants to give him a chance, when he even leaves his room at all. She kind of becomes his only tether there, and though he claims not to give a shit about any of this redemption shit, or talking about his feelings to anyone, he finds himself seeking her out. When you’ve got no one else, may as well trust the first person to show you care in so long, you’ve got literally nothing else to lose.

He can’t understand her kindness and claims not to give a shit about it (but deep down he’s grateful for only one to reach a hand out to him in darkness)

[damnedrainbows]

Sh’s shivering badly, trying her very best to warm up under a fuzzy blanket. “HoOOOLY smokes it’s so fucking COLD IN HERE!”

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“Emilyyyy! Are you excited for Halloween at the Hazbin Hotel?” Charlie gushed excitedly as she took her fried’s hands and gave them a squeeze. She was dressed like a vampire, fake blood streaking from her lips. “I’ve got SO much candy to give out!”

@angelicsympathy

[deepspacevivarium]

Ugh. Adam, leave that poor woman alone.

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MEME; "I'll get you a heated blanket, warm milk, blackout curtains, anything. Just go to sleep." @unhcliness to perhaps.. Charlie? If that's okay! Or whoever you think will fit >W<

“I can’t sleep, Dad! I’ve just got way too much to do!” She’s once more trying to unwrap herself from the warm blanket, wriggling and trying to escape like an unruly toddler.

“Besides, I got like…a full two? Or three hours last night? I’m good!”

@unhcliness

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I’m Not Tired (Open)

It’s the second night of no sleep for the princess, try as she might. This happens sometimes, something she’s certain she’s inherited from her father, in a packaged bundle of different commorbid mental issues she refuses to think about…until they rear their ugly heads, like tonight.

She’s down on her anti anxiety medications, something she’ll have to get a refill of from Bel. Something she’s…embarrassed she’s at the level of needing now.

Charlie’s sure the exhaustion is evident-in the heavy bags under her eyes, in every unkempt strand of hair. In her gait as she wobbles out, deciding finally that she’s had enough mulling over hypothetical scenarios about the hotel, and her family’s’ future.

May as well get a jump on things now, right?

“It’s a brand new day.” It’s three in the morning—close enough.

Holding a stack of papers, Charlie underestimates her sheer exhaustion, and physical abilities right now. Also, where the end table is.

With a tremendous crash and a screech, Charlie’s sent toppling over the end table, sending its contents flying, along with her papers and her body, slamming into the floor. “Fuck!”