Charlotte Ritchie

Charlotte Ritchie

big heart but very low tolerance for bullshit

His smirk fading back into a serious expression to match Acelin's, Marius just raised his chin a bit. He leaned back in his chair, just exhaling a breath. There was no denying that answer... Which meant plenty to figure out. He grabbed his glass and held it up for Acelin to take, giving a nod, "Maybe something a bit stronger this time, yeah?"

He ran his hand through his hair once he gave the glass over, just scratching his head trying to figure out how this happened, how they got to this point. There was no denying Acelin was a good looking guy, and they got along well too. It just threw Marius off guard to hear he had feelings for him, more than just a friend. The questions all bubbled up, but he needed to sort them out and figure out where to begin.

@inechoingsilence || xxx

WHAT IS YOUR LOVE COLOR?

warm burnt orange

Riding off into the sunset, the hope of a happy ending, the bitter after taste that still in it's own way smells kinda great. Your love is all bitter hopefulness, all about a broken heart that refuses to quit, all about the unshakable knowledge that a burning fire has a great comforting warm and a soft glowing light, all about the way when the sun comes down there's a beautiful starry night. It's stubbornness, it's the refusal to give up, the clutching of broken shards despite the searing pain and being adamant that dammit you can still make a beautiful stained glass window out of it. Yours is a screaming heart, a pleading love, a bitter and almost belligerent hopefulness that things will still work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves and make them. And god, aren't you tired? Isn't your heart heavy? Is all your hard work worth it? Don't you just want to curl up and let it be? Let the fire turn to ashes and the sky turn dark and let love die down and watch people leave? But you don't, do you? You're the bravest out of all of us, so you pick up the pieces and you keep going, you keep believing and you keep your heart full of hope because some day. Some day you know you'll get it. You keep riding off into the sunset and you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god, how do I wish you finally get it too.

tagged by: @wynterlanding tagging: dash, steal it if u wanna uwu

Something Frankie noticed about Landon was the fact that he backtracked on things he said if it seemed like it could be taken a different way than he intended. Always so careful with his words. Given his current reputation, she couldn't blame him. But, she was always cordial enough with him whenever they were able to speak that she thought he would let down that guard just a little, just enough to be able to relax.

"Don't apologize," she said it with a slight laugh, the corner of her mouth curling a bit more with the smile, "In a sense you're right, however, I'm sure you know I'm not like all agents. I'd rather not hear about my 'children's' bedroom fantasies." Frankie let the joke hang between them, hoping it would lighten his social load a little.

The question about her being at the party made her pause, giving him a slightly weird look. Maybe it was because no one really asked that before, but she also figured it should be pretty obvious to anyone. "Why? Because I'm not the type to fling a newborn child into a hornets nest. Even though the child in question has wandered off to do who knows what - hopefully not damaging his fragile reputation," Frankie shakes her head, standing up straight to take her phone from her purse to check her messages, "I take no thrill being around these people. It's just work to me. Keeping my clients safe and making sure they are introduced to the right people."

Seeing no new messages, she tucked the phone back away and returned her gaze to his face, "But you are right. Things were better when it wasn't about who you know. When it was about actual talent instead of what publicity you can bring to a name. I saw that trying to make my own way up, but it clearly didn't work. And it's been all downhill since. Good looks get you anything."

@wynterlanding || xxx

“I’ve always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.”

— Dita Von Teese