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moorecharlotte · 9 months
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"Oh... it seems like someone is a little bit too eager now, are they?"
"Been eager since you first started love."
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moorecharlotte · 9 months
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"Sounds like someone who just needs to be... taken a good take care of"
My smile returns, and so does a little of the energy. I grad her hips and pull her closer. "Why, you want to take good care of me?"
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moorecharlotte · 10 months
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I lift my head up and look at you almost in disbelief.
'You really want me to push you against this bed and kiss you senseless, don't you?' I say flatly.
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moorecharlotte · 10 months
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"You get those hands of yours to work their magic, or do I have to finish this myself?"
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moorecharlotte · 10 months
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I'm gonna start posting some prompts/random quotes that are meant to be 16/18+
Idk if I want this to become a daily thing or weekly thing. Idk, i have a lot of ideas.
If anyone wants to use them as prompts feel free to do so but please credit me as these are my original ideas (I also wanna see what you guys are up to)
Without further introduction, here is the first one:
"you know what they say, a lady always likes to help a gentleman unwrap his gift"
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moorecharlotte · 2 years
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Could someone give me a book idea?
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Jealousy
It comes over me like a blind rage,
So angry and quick, I can’t even see it,
Can’t control it till it’s too late.
Till the damage is already done
And I can’t remember a thing,
And I’m left with nothing
But cold, empty spaces.
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This is so different from what i wrote yesterday but yet so familiar.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Write a story about a summer love
I remember it like it was yesterday. The feeling of your hand in mine and the taste of your lips as they made their way down my body. From my jawline and neck to my chest and the bottom of my stomach The way they made me feel, burning my very skin, with so much tenderness yet with so much passion. I could see the fondness in your eyes as you traced your name on my flesh with your fingers and tongue, could feel my cheeks redden every time you whispered in my ear. I could feel the summer heat burning me alive. That summer I felt like I could breathe for the first time, but I’m afraid, all that was, a summer love and nothing more.
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So, i wrote something...
I really like tumblr cause i can post these stuff here cause no one knows me on tumblr
I am so talkative these days, so weird
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Why is it so hard to correct people on your pronouns? It feels so weird and wrong but if you're not comfortable with the pronouns they are using for yourself then you should tell them, right? Right.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Have you ever felt weird when someone is using your preffered name instead of your dead name? I mean, it feels nice but very weird at the same time.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Day 3:
Ria
       "Your birthday it's getting closer, you should have a ball to celebrate it!" queen Reine announced.
       "Hm..." she was upset, she never liked this things.
        "Indeed, we will have a ball in three days to celebrate Elizabeth's 17th birthday, isn't that right my dear?" the king said.
       "Hm? Ih, yes father, we will." I never liked seeing her like this, I just wanted to wrap her in my arms and make her feel better.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Day 1,2: hi i'm Alex and i write lgbtq romance. I like to read fanfiction and i found this person @being_happy_official (on ig) and i absolutely love their writing and their fics inspirate me to start writing.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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It's okay, at least i get fo see you happy
I remember.
I remember the feeling of your hand in mine,
I remember your touch on my skin.
It was like a dream, but like every dream,
I woke up and everything came crushing down; and i lost you.
And the sad part was,
It was all because of me.
Me. Me, i could not give you what you deserved, couldn't be the one you deserve and i realised that after you left.
It was fair, i never deserved you,
Couldn't treat you the right way just because of my fear.
My fear that this wasn't true, that what we had, my feelings for you weren't true.
I didn't want to hurt you, but i end up doing it anyways.
I screwed up.
I feel like i can't do anything right.
And maybe i can't.
I don't know if it's because you aren't here anymore or that's just how i am.
But now, after one year of being apart, i still love you and i don't think i could ever let go.
I'm sorry.
You deserve to be happy.
Seeing you with him,
I feel like my heart it's made of glass,
So delicate and fragile, so easy to break.
I feel like i'm falling apart ever so slightly,
Seeing you with him,
Seeing what i've lost;
But it's okay, it's okay even though it's not.
I'm sorry,
I hope you can forgive me,
I hope you can forgive me because i can't let go. But i feel like i'm letting go every time,
I feel like i'm slipping,
Sinking in this pit of darkness that's surroanded me
And i'm waiting for you, you, to pull me out;
But i know that won't happen.
And it's okay, it's okay,
At least i get to see you happy.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Coming Out of My Cage
Coming Out of My Cage (and I’ve been stressed as heck about it, actually) by Taliax
Ladybug and Chat Noir have more in common than their failed relationships.
Words: 2626, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Home Base
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir
Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug
Additional Tags: Aromantic, Asexual Character, Season 4 Spoilers, Coming Out, Ladynoir | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng as Ladybug, aro/ace solidarity, Internalized Arophobia, Friendship
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30790709
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Sleep? Who needs sleep when i got thousands of ideas for my princess au
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Hello, hope you like it
A letter that you'll never read
She was sitting at the table, silent and dark. The only light was the light from her lamp, which created a soft glow over the walls of the room. She got up from the chair she was sitting and went over to the window. She opened the widow, hesitate, before the cold wind assaulted her and she shivered. You could hear the rain pouring against the roofs of the houses below. She leaned on the frame and looked at the cloudy sky as the rain continue to stream over the city. She sighed. Seems like the were on the same page. She sighed again before getting up and turning back to the table and sat down back in to the chair. She looked over at what she wrote, it was a letter. A letter for someone who’ll never receive it. Who’ll never read it. Who’ll never know how much they meant to her. It was for her. She started reading it quietly, the words only a murmur, you could barely hear them.
“Hey you, I know you’ll probably never read this but I wanted to tell you before it’s too late. I love you. And I want you to know that I will always be by your side, I won’t let anyone or anything hurt you because I love you. I’ll do anything in my power to protect you.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek “But now it’s too late; because you are already gone.” She whimpered as more tears started slipping from her eyes. She could feel the hot tears running down her face and she wiped them furiously, not wanting to let them fall. Why was she even crying? There was no point in her crying, except…she was gone now…but that was not a reason to cry for! She was gone and she has to deal with it! She was gone…she was gone…
“You are gone…” another tear fell. Suddenly, roll of thunder was heard and she jumped. She turned around only to see a glimpse of lightning. She could have sworn she saw her! Only…was it really her? It didn’t matter as she ran to the window. Oh, it was only her imagination…she sat down at the window, she leaned her head against the cold glass, silent tears fell down her cheeks and before she knew it she fell asleep. The light forgotten and the warm tea now cold. She fell asleep thinking of her.
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moorecharlotte · 3 years
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Why does this look better on my physics notebook than on my sketchbook? Can someone explain that to me?
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