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#oc: charlotte
kerosen · 4 months
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The energy it took for me to take this.
But here’s my bjd squad so far! Minus the three that’ll show up sometime this year lolol.
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explode4evr · 2 years
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women when women
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wishiestar · 7 months
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I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul.
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hesbuckcompton-baby · 1 month
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BETTER OFF - THE WOMEN OF THE ATS
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SUSIE LAMB
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CHARLOTTE DRAYTON
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MAEVE SCARROW
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clownwaterpark · 1 year
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mousegirl speed
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monsterrous-arts · 3 months
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Helllooooo g/t tumblr, I have come to offer you a look at my oc and her giant bf :3
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(Snek guy is name Orin, btw :3)
(Also sorry about tumblr crunching the quality like always lol, click the picture for a better look)
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red-riding-wood · 3 months
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Tagged by @call-sign-shark and @brummiereader in this picrew and I had to make an upcoming look for Charlotte Griffin, my OC from my series White Ribbon.
Tagging whoever I know who has OCs who might wanna do this picrew!
@emotionalcadaver @cassieuncaged @peakyswritings @cillmequick @zablife @onehornedbeast and anyone else who wants to do it!
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hellosunnycore · 1 year
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𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊
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zurazakis · 2 months
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look at her. also do the colours clash
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fauville · 1 month
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fandom: the wayhaven chronicles rating: general pairing: nate sewell/female detective (charlie langford)
i'm so embarrassed because of how self indulgent this fic is, but people wanted me to post it soooooo. i think about dad!nate a lot, so maybe i will write more about it at some point!
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Charlie is frowning at the inadequate selection of apples at the marketplace, her hand resting on her belly over her chiffon summer dress when she hears Nate calling her name in the crowd.
She turns around with an exasperated sigh, a half-smile on her face and scans the mass of people for her husband, but Nate must be somewhere further in the crowd, because she can't see his towering frame anywhere near her. But he will find her soon enough.
She left him at the book stall where he was distracted enough for her to slip away for a moment. She intendented to go back to him before he noticed her disappearance, but she got hungry and left to find a snack at the food section of the market.
The owner of the fruit stall is glaring at her, so Charlie quickly points out the most juicy looking apple and pays for it, before Nate appears from the crowd with a worried frown on his brow.
For a moment Charlie just stares at him; she will never get used to how attractive he is and they've known each other for three years. His hair is tied up in a knot and he's wearing a pure white t-shirt and jean shorts. He kind of looks like a dad.
Which is lucky because he will be one soon.
“Charlotte!” Nate says, when he reaches her and immediately pulls her into a loving hug. “You're alright.”
Charlie can't help the snort that she lets out. “Yes, I am. I'm not lying dead in a ditch somewhere, don't you worry, dearest.”
Nate scowls. “Don't even joke about that,” he says and lays a protective hand on her stomach.
Charlie chuckles and covers Nate's hand with her own, patting it reassuringly. “I was gone for ten minutes,” she says gently.
“Fifteen,” Nate huffs and shakes his head. “That’s fifteen too many.”
“I'm pretty sure we're safe enough at the moment,” Charlie points out, when Nate bends down to kiss her forehead, cradling her closer to him.
“Maybe,” Nate admits a little reluctantly. He takes Charlie's hands to his own, rubbing a thumb against her knuckle. “But I would still prefer you would remain close by.”
“You know I can take care of myself,” Charlie reminds him, but her tone comes out mostly fond instead of firm like she attempted. This is a conversation they’ve had for countless of times in the last six months, but so far nothing has changed.
Nate starts leading her away from the crowd and Charlie bites into the apple she bought earlier. It’s dry and sour and she grimaces after the first taste.
“I know,” Nate says, so softly Charlie can barely hear it through all the noise around them. “But I can't help but worry.”
He stops walking and spins around to look at her properly and takes her hands, the bitten apple rolling from her hand on to the stone paving. There's something in his gaze Charlie can’t read. Something desperate and insurmountable.
“You're carrying my child,” he says. “Our child. That means I can barely think beyond the worry I constantly feel when you're not near. I'm so afraid of losing you both that it's almost making me lose my sanity and all reason.”
Charlie swallows. She can feel her eyes starting to water. Damn pregnancy hormones. “Nate…”
“I know,” Nate murmurs before she can open her mouth, smiling softly down at her, pressing a kiss to their linked hands. “I will work on it. I promise.”
Charlie nods, something inside her chest soaring. “Thank you,” she answers, because she knows that Nate means it and that’s enough for her.
Then she looks sadly at the dropped apple on the ground. It may have been dry and sour, but she’s still hungry like… well, a woman who’s eating for two.
“I'm hungry,” Charlie says and Nate laughs so loudly a few people close to them flinch and give him the dirty eye. He throws them a sheepish smile and gets a few starstruck looks back, which makes Charlie roll her eyes affectionately.
“Let's go home, ya rouhi,” he replies, guiding her towards the car. “I'll cook.”
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boyybites · 6 months
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After what? Two years? Since her creation she has a ref.
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bitternut · 6 months
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My Druid Anita🩷💚🧡
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gravesyart · 2 years
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little weevil lady :)
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apocalypse-weekend · 1 month
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yet another oc redesign (though Rivers just got a new ref sheet he wasn't redesigned)
I just really hated Charlotte's old outfit
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Dead fish on land
A drawing of Charlotte and a salmon because I can (the lyrics on the left are from Religious Symbolism by Amélie Farren)
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gaslightwestern · 5 months
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It's been five years and I'm still torn between whether to tell the story of a woman who wants to hunt down and kill an infamous gentleman-turned-outlaw, who in turn wants her dead. Or tell the story of why they are obsessed with and hate each other so much.
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