Young Charlie doodle for the night. He looks so odd cleanshaven.
Aaaa I’m so glad you opened a shop! I can’t wait to get a tiny Charlie and Du’Met in the mail ❤️❤️
Erin and Jamie are so cute too, I wish I could get the whole crew!
Having finally (somewhat) defeated the anxiety of making sure everything is set, I'm happy to say that I've officially opened an Etsy shop!
Currently there's charms of The Devil in Me and The Quarry's Prologue trio.
This is my first time with an online shop and I wanted to ease in with limited listings, so I apologise if it looks amateurish / descriptions are simple. I hope to improve as I learn how to handle it - do hope to make so much more merch too. I know folks have been waiting long, thank you kindly for your patience! ;_;
oh no, Gale! 😥 You shouldn't have drunk everything this cunning man gives you! 😓 I can only imagine what he's planning to do with you in such a state...
I can only hope this evil man will be gentle with you, Gale... 😔🤞
Here’s a blushing Charlie~ 💕 An alternative to the Complicit ending
Yess, Charlie deserves a nice cozy scarf for fall 🍂
It's missing Charlie's scarf hours 💔 Let him be COZY
Awww this is so cute! 💕 Charlie’s kind of an idiot but we love him, lol. You write them all so well it feels like a missing scene from the game!
Hope-tober day 6
Mark nudged Kate and raised his eyebrows at her. She answered with a shrug indicating she knew as much as he did concerning this meeting. Jamie and Erin soon entered the room and took their seats looking equally confused. So this was a case of Charlie calling a meeting but explaining to none of them what it was about. Mark did not like where this was going.
“All right, everyone,” Charlie began, “unfortunately the location for our next shoot won't be available until this weekend.”
“Are you kidding me?” Jamie burst out.
“Charlie, I thought you said you had it all arranged,” Kate added with a tired sigh.
“It is arranged,” Charlie insisted. “The time-table's just been shifted a bit. I thought in the meantime we could work through the shots we want.”
“And how exactly are we going to do that?” Mark wondered. Charlie flashed a smile and brought out a piece of paper. It looked like amateur blueprints; a closer look showed that it was to their location. Before Mark could ask any more questions, Charlie also brought out some paper cut-outs glued to Popsicle sticks.
“Uhh.” Erin stared at them, her eyes darting to the other crew-members. Clearly hoping someone else would ask. Kate was bound to, but Mark decided to speak first and save some arguments.
“What's with the stick figures?”
“This is Kate,” Charlie explained, waving one of the figures back and forth.
“I have no idea how to take that, Charles,” Kate said dryly. Charlie ignored the use of his proper name, as he often did whenever Kate spoke it, but his lips did press together a bit tighter.
“As I was saying, this is Kate,” he resumed. “We'll want a shot of her entering the building.” He walked the stick figure forward. Mark glanced over and saw that Jamie was fighting hard not to laugh. He made the mistake of catching her eye and had to bite back his own laugh. “I was thinking Mark could be here to get a good angle.” Charlie used another stick figure to indicate Mark's position.
“Why is my stick figure smaller than Kate's?”
“Obviously because Charlie had to accommodate for Kate's big head,” Jamie answered.
“Could we focus, please?” Charlie scolded. “The more we have this planned out ahead of time, the quicker we can get all of our shots in when we arrive.”
“Sorry, Charlie.” Jamie gave him an innocent smile. “It's just hard to take this seriously when it feels like we're watching a puppet show for grade schoolers.”
“I think it's kind of cute,” Erin piped in. She shot a nervous glance to Charlie. “Well, I mean, not cute exactly,” she quickly corrected. “I mean more like, it's a fun idea. I don't know a lot of directors who block this way.”
“Thank you.” Charlie pointed one of the stick figures at her. “That's the sort of attitude I love to hear. Shall we continue on, then?”
He walked them through all the shots he wanted. They paid attention for the most part, but it was still hard not to look at each other and keep from laughing at how silly it was. Never a dull moment at Lonnit Entertainment.
Hey guys so I have like, a handful of chapters started and nothing wants to cooperate with me right now and let me actually get in a groove with it. So, I am outsourcing to all of you to kick me into gear.
For a LIKE, you can make me write three sentences on something that is in progress.
For a REBLOG (to spread this around), you can make me write six sentences on something that is in progress.
If you leave a REPLY and tell me which of the below you want your sentences to happen on, I will add one sentence to each action. (Making a Like = 4, Reblog = 7, Both = 11.)
If you don't leave a reply, it is dealer's choice and I will put your sentences towards whatever I like.
Available choices are:
A Bark Worse than His Bite - Chapter 6
Worth Counting - Piece #6
Worth Counting - Piece #7
Shooting (More or Less) Straight - Chapter 3
Familiar Shades - Chapter 3
Gotham's Finest - Chapter 3
Feel it in My Bones - Chapter 2
Non-Compliant - Chapter 4
Made to Order - Chapter 4
(If you need a refresher on what any of those are, my Ao3 is here.)
I will keep a running total of people and sentences and update you guys as I make progress. This lasts until I feel like I'm done, at which point I will disable reblogs/replies.
I'm ready.
Axe him a question...
Raphael study
18+ she/her, hyper-fixating on dilfs and silver foxes~ (cw: nsfw and dark themes)bg3 | Charlie | Slade | Vittorio
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