charlieoswin
charlieoswin
Teen Wolf Stories - Charlie Oswin
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Witness me crying into my keyboard while I pretend to write.  Author of 'Black Water' & 'Blood In The Water'.
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charlieoswin · 4 years ago
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Mmmmmmmkayyyy, so I have officially edited and updated the first 5 chapters of my Misfits fic (used to be 4 chapters and a chunk has been added).  Kinda nervous, kinda excited.  Yeah, it’s still a re-write, but I’ve actually posted something for the first time in ages and I actually feel pretty proud of the end product.  Progress!  Hoping to move on to chapter 6 this weekend.
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charlieoswin · 4 years ago
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thank you!
ever since i found black water years ago (i think you had 12 chapters of the first version up) charlie became a comfort character for me and she still is to this day, i left tw fandom and stopped watching the show around s4/s5 but my love for charlie stayed strong and was renewed during the pandemic, i think back then i just found the story at the right time and it became a great companion at a time i felt quite alone, a lot has happened and changed since then but everytime i need a pick me a up i know i have the stories, your oneshots and such to come back to and it always feels like i’m receiving a warm hug from a loving one that i haven’t seem in a while (just like it was the first time i read it), i dont know if you have plans of writing more of her or not but that’s none of my business, you do you lol i’m only sending this to thank you for creating and sharing charlie, mel, donald qnd so on with us and to let you know that no matter what happens or not and how much time it passes i will never forget charlie and your stories will always be a saving grace that brings me joy without fail everytime i read it, thank you and i hope you are safe, healthy and finding joy in life despite all the craziness in the world 💕
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charlieoswin · 4 years ago
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hi i know you probably hate hearing this but black water/blood in the water are some of my all time favorite pieces of writing- the descriptions, the characters, the banter i can never get enough of it. do you think you’ll go back to writing those at any point? i dont wanna pressure you i was just curious and i hope youre doing okay 💕💕💕
I don’t hate to hear it at all!  It actually means a lot to me. Like more than you can know.  I’ve been re-writing a bunch of my fics because tbh i’ve felt like I can do better than my past efforts, and I will be re-writing/continuing Black Water/Blood in the Water!  This last year has been kinda rough existentially, but that stuff is being filed away and I’m hoping to emerge in a productive fashion! I’m working on my old Misfits fic now, but will be alternating with my TW stuff!
Thank you sososoossoo much for taking the time to send me this. Honestly knowing that people care enough to ask more encouraging than you can know.  Thank you, anon!  And sorry for the late reply <3
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charlieoswin · 4 years ago
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i’m sorry if you get tired of answering this but i love your writing and since covid i’ve been regressing back to high school me and reading fanfics again and black water/blood in the water rank in my top 10 all time - do you think you’ll ever update those stories again ? anyway love you and everything you do 🥺💕
AHHHHHH! Thank yo so much for this ask.  Like, seriously. 
Tbh for the last year or two I’ve felt kinda creatively clogged.  But I am trying to move forward and trying to (at some point) finish Black Water/Blood in the Water.  I love this story, the characters, and my OC, and thank you so much for investing in them to.  I’m forcing my way through that clog and will hopefully, at some point, bring you something new to enjoy!
Really, thank you. I can’t leave Charlie’s adventure incomplete in my head, so I can’t really leave it incomplete on the page either.  
I hope to get back to you soon!!
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charlieoswin · 5 years ago
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Do I have your permission to get that quote tattoed on my forehead?
YES IF YOU’RE SO INCLINED AND THAT IS SO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH AND ALSO I ADMIRE THAT SORT OF DECISIVENESS IT IS VERY IMPRESSIVE.
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charlieoswin · 5 years ago
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It be like that
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charlieoswin · 5 years ago
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I died young.  Then I was born old.  And now I'm just trying to do something good while making up the difference.
Beth Oswald, if I ever get back to writing her.
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charlieoswin · 5 years ago
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A STORM UNPASSED
Plot Bunnies - The Umbrella Academy
Original Character - Tahlia
*gifs from gif hunts
On the twelfth hour of the first day of October 1989, forty-three women around the world gave birth.  This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.  He got seven of them.  Of the remaining 36, some remained in loving families, others unloving.  Some led remarkable lives, others mundane.  
One, however, on the third hour of second day of October 1989, disappeared quite entirely.
The Commission was not a place for children.  Tahlia had always known this.  After all, she’d never seen another child there.  All who walked the halls seemed quite resolved to stand over five feet in height and wear shoes that clacked.  But it was still home in all ways she was given to understand.  Among the marbled walls and offices was nestled a room with a bed, warm covers, and a mural of green fields and wildflowers.  One woman would bring her food and another brought her books.  Someone taught her lessons and held her hand while she cried.  They took turns and often never came back, but they all wore simpering smiles and patted her kindly on the shoulder before they left.  The only one who kept coming was the pretty lady with white hair and dark glasses.  She brought a notebook and crayons and all sorts of questions.
Tahlia had all the answers.  Or so she was told.  It didn’t seem to matter much when she barely understood the question.  But The Handler always left her room with a pleased, though twisted smile on her perfectly painted lips, so she must have done well.  Who is next?  Who is in the way?  What is the deadline?  Where will they be?   Ask her anything – anything at all – and her hand always scribbled out an answer.  Sometimes a name, sometimes an address.  Longitude, latitude, a crudely drawn map, the configuration of stars on a very specific night in November of 1963.  She’d scratch it out on a piece of paper and The Handler would take it, fold it neatly, and slide it into a tube.
Until, one day, Tahlia followed a tube. After all, even shut-ins are permitted the odd act of teenage rebellion. As acts of defiance go it was simple enough.  Restrained, even.  A single late night stroll, one opened suitcase, and Tahlia found what all her little slips of paper added up to. The end of the world.  And suddenly, after a childhood of sitting still, she had to learn to run.
Years passed in fists filled with paper, failed assassination attempts, close calls, and blood stains scrubbed out of clothes.  From the age of fourteen she learned fast, travelled light, and made sure to duck.  And while life sometimes proved more pleasant with fresh air in her lungs and pizza in her belly, she found her power more difficult to maneuver when she asked the questions and picked apart the clues.  The bullets didn’t help either.
One day, though, she managed to get a straight answer. Where do I find help?  ‘Griddy’s Donuts’ scratched its way into park bench paint with the sharp end of a paper clip.  Two old friends, a grumpy teen, one black coffee, and it’s the end of the world as we know it.
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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Why did I decide to re-write my Misfits fic......there’s a fully new character I’m a mess:
Max: “You need to calm your tits.”
Izzy: “My tits aren’t un-calm.”
Max: “Of course they are. Look at them, they’re quivering with anxiety.  Your tits need Xanax.”
Izzy: “Fucking hell, Max.”
Max: “And look at my tits.  Calm.  Serene.  My tits do yoga.  My tits think scrap-booking is a delightful hobby.”
Izzy: “Are your tits named Doris and Karen?”
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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“We’re young enough to believe it should hurt this much” is such a raw fucking lyric.  
Charly Bliss seems like such a cheerful band but oh my god watching them perform live I literally teared up in a sea of dads (who love them and apparently flock to their shows in droves because they used to open for a bunch of 90s cover bands).
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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[sees someone reblog my Original Content without any tags] please tell me what youre thinking
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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So I just walked by Jane Levy (my FC for Izzy McCallum).
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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me: I WANT TO HAVE WRITTEN THE FIC me: NO WRITE me: ONLY HAVE WRITTEN 
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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posting your fic on AO3 like
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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My plot bunny: Julia Baker : Fearless : OC/ Steve
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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I get antsy when I haven’t produced content in awhile. I worry I’ll be forgotten. I feel like I have to keep buying my place in fandom with stuff like art and writing. Which makes it hard to produce content because that’s a lot of pressure to put on my creativity muses. So I sit here worrying instead. 
Bleh. 
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charlieoswin · 6 years ago
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