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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE- Charlie bushnell Smau

-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also an architecture student

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each others, lowkey soft launching+ lowkey a situationship bc yes.

Author’s note: I have no excuses honestly because I had this in my draft for god knows how long 😀 anyways next part will be the last <3

part eight | part ten

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Dior.n.goodjohn: reunion with the besties

Y/ninstagram: finallyyyy

—>dior.n.goodjohn: missed you bae

Walker.scobell: the fam❤️‍🔥

—>y/ninastagram: someone needs to take your phone

—> Dior.n.goodjohn: nahh Fr

Tamaravaleriesmart: Twitter is going to explode bye

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User829

Okay. Can we talk about Dior post?

User90

Yes bestie let’s talk about it

User00

Do y’all think it’s y/n and Charlie in Dior’s post?😭😭😭

User334

I really hope so bro I’m going insane

User802

If it’s another couple I’ll officially lose it.

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[bell4donn4]

Sorry if you get asked this a lot but are we getting another update on black is the color of elegance?

I’ll try my best to update as soon as I can! Unfortunately I’m not really into writing anymore due to being very busy but I swear I’m trying my best 🥹

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell Smau

-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also an architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each others, lowkey soft launching+ lowkey a situationship bc yes.

Authors note: yes I’m back don’t kill me

part seven | part nine

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y/ninstagram: slow days 🖤

Dior.n.goodjohn: the kitty😭

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User839: where’s charlieeeee

User3: Charlie’s nowhere to be found in this post and it’s freaking me out

User29: it’s obv they broke up at this point

User829: @user29 that’s so sad they were the cutest 😭

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Charlie🩷

Y/n

Stop ignoring me

Please

Answer this goddamn phone

Taglist: @bella-713 @bowielovesyou

[bell4donn4]

No bc I was reading my own fricking story (black is the color of elegance) and why the fuck was I onto something like- I want to know more too.

[bell4donn4]

Midnight talks and thoughts | Luke Castellan

Author’s note: got inspired because my trip to Paris completely messed up my perception on life

<<I don’t care about what she thinks, I care about what I think. I didn’t want to leave>>

<<But why is it? I thought you had lots of trouble in Paris>>

<<It’s not about Paris itself, I didn’t even like it that much. It’s about here, it’s about my life>>

Wind brushed past them; she wasn’t even looking at him.

<<Anywhere, even in a foreigner city where they don’t speak my language is better than here.>>

<<I just can’t shake this off of me.>>

<<What?>> He asked.

<<The feeling of not belonging. Or not wanting to belong, I don’t even know, for that matter. I just know i’d rather be anywhere else>>

He could feel his nostrils burning- almost.

<<This is why I didn’t want to leave. I don’t care if she prefers the unhappiness of her home just because it’s a safer space for her to be- this will never be enough for me>>

His eyes stung, and he appealed to all of his strength to not cry. It didn’t feel right to cry for something which wasn’t about him, if she wasn’t bawling, why would he?

<<I get it>> he said, but he didn’t, perhaps, he would’ve liked to understand, to feel the same, but all he could think of was her unwell, and how bad she must’ve felt everyday even without ever speaking about it. <<I had a thousands of troubles in Paris, even almost got involved in a fire, yet I felt better than I will ever be able to feel here>>

<<I need to get away, Luke, do you understand me?>> and he knew it was a goodbye. She was planning to run away, it was obvious, the conversation wasn’t leading to anything good, he could feel it in his gut.

<<I do>> that wasn’t true, he didn’t want her to leave. What will be left to fight for if she ran away from camp?

<<I don’t know where- but I just have to go>>

<<when?>> his throat was on fire, and the words fought their way out of his mouth

<<tomorrow>> he only nodded, not daring to look at her.

They never looked at each other, the night they last spoke; not even once their eyes met, because they both knew she would’ve never left if he only looked at her. She wouldn’t have had the heart to, yet he chose not to. Because he only wished the best for her, like he’s always done and forever will. So he let her go, far far way where nobody could find her. Somewhere where nobody knew her name or who and what she was.

[bell4donn4]

“TOO SWEET” -Luke Castellan

Tags: lowkey loser!luke, Hades!reader, mention of drinking, not established relationships, reader’s mean and lonely, Luke likes to be used? Ig, kinda toxic dynamic between the two

life at camp was always so boring, so empty.

the only fun thing you could do was corrupt the forest’s satyrs to get a bottle of wine.

Truly, being at camp was exhausting, especially as you got older.

Everyone excepted the older kids to help the new. But that was none of your concern, you were more than convinced that maybe camp could’ve invested into a teacher or two instead of forcing children to take the lead on other children.

Chiron was barely around, and Mr. D was anything but a role model.

The only person at camp who seemed to enjoy being helpful was Luke Castellan.

Head counsoler of the Hermes’s cabin; he seemed to be the closest thing to a dad figure kids could have in that place.

He was always doing something, always busy giving a helping hand to whoever needed.

Camp’s golden boy for sure. Bright and nice, funny and sunny.

You didn’t believe any of the reassuring words that came out of his mouth.

There was absolutely no way he liked being used like that, forced to take responsibility for kids that were not his.

You remember vividly the one time, years back, when you stumbled upon a crying kid. Luke was kneeled infront of him, patting on his head as he comforted him. “Its going to be okay” — “don’t worry, okay? Everything is going to be fine”

He was barely 15 when that happened.

You wouldn’t know how to comfort anyone now, let alone at 15.

Somehow, you hated Luke for it. You hated the way he would simply let everything slide on him, the way he allowed everyone to abuse his niceness.

You would never let anyone do that to you. You hardly talked with anyone, actually; preferring to be on your own instead of hanging around the loudness of the other campers, which all seemed so happy to be there.

In fact, the only person who you would occasionally “talked” to was Luke. Many times he caught you breaking the rules, and many times he allowed you to go and redeem yourself instead of telling Chiron. And many other times he found you doing the same exact things, even tho you told him you’ll never do em again.

He was sugar-rotting sweet. Never telling on you.

You hated him for that as well. Why couldn’t he just report you instead of looking at you with his puppy like-eyes? Almost begging you to go sleep and make his job easier instead of getting drunk almost every night.

You wondered why he still covered you, even after years of this routine happening. But you just figured it was his nauseously kind heart.

You wish he’d rebel for once, even to you. You wish he’d just tell you to fuck off and go to bed- but he never did.

“It’s not good for you y/n”

It surprised you he even knew your name.

“You know- getting constantly wasted. I feel like this is not the right way to cope” — “with whatever you’re dealing with”

“I’m dealing with shitty parents Luke, the same thing you’re dealing with”

Your sarcastic remarks often burned on his skin. He wish you’d just listen to him for once- instead of making it so hard for him.

“Oh”

Your infamous smirk would hit him hard as a brick, every single time.

This was an example of the nightly conversations you had.

Sometimes you would go as far as asking him if he wants a sip, other times you’d just tell him to piss off instead. Depending on how you felt.

During the day, you simply didn’t speak at all. Weird, anyone would find it, but when the sunlight was out you wouldn’t acknowledge his existence; even ignored him, perhaps.

He didn’t mind- not that he’d show it anyways, but it was pretty in character for you to do something like that.

The moody daughter of hades- what else could he expect from you?

Yet sometimes it’d hurt.

Maybe he did care more than he should’ve. But again, wasn’t that in character for him? To be overly good and kind and caring towards the unworthy?

Only very few times you’d spare him a words. Usually when someone needed him and you happened to be the one sent to call him.

Perhaps it was okay to him; he grew rough and unloved- he didn’t care if he wasn’t more than a secretive nightly swing to you.

As long as he could have you, he was willing to be used. Because that’s all he knew anyways.

[bell4donn4]

BLACK IS THE COLOR OR ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau

- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

Tags: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

Author’s note: rather short but I’m trying to get back on track! The trip to Paris completely shook me so now I’m just trying to get back into my normal routine <3 NEXT PART IS POSTED THE LINKS ARE NOT WORKING😭 bare with me

part six | part eight

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Charlie🩷

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Twitter is blowing up

I know

you think we messed up?

Like they didn’t know already

I mean

Did you see us in the bts??

It’s obvious you r obsessed with me 😎

Charlie 😐

ok I’ll stop

But just so you sleep tonight

I don’t care if twitter explodes

At one point they’ll have to know

We’re a couple, right?

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TWITTER

User829: is it just me or have y/n and Charlie been suspiciously inactive lately?



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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau

-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

part five | part seven

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y/ninstagram: unfortunately back home

Dior.n.goodjohn: so cute omg I’m melting

-> y/ninstagram cmon now 🙄

Walker.scobell: I need a pic of what’s inside the Pandora bag

-> y/ninstagram sure thing girly pop 🥰🤞

User2803: UHM HELLO???

User2903: THE PANDORA BAGS??? THE LAST PIC???

-> user839: IM LITERALLY GOING INSANE RN

-> user: SAMEEE

User2920: W H A T

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User2904: guys i think it’s happening

User90: idfk #send help

User0909: at this point I truly believe it’s basically official, Charlie and Y/n are together and y’all twelve yo need to understand that xoxo

User3829: OK YALL BUT WHAT IF ITS NOT CHARLIE???

User: I don’t even want to think abt that option

User: TOLD YALL THEY HAD A THING

User727: literally everybody knew

User828: knew it from the start 🤞🤞

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Getaway truck | a western road trip with Luke Castellan

Tags: established relationship,Luke and reader are basically the mom and dad of chb, reader’s godly parent is not specified.

Author’s note: tbh I’ve been lowkey obsessed w western Americana and road trips. I wanted this to be longer but whatever

The humid wind coming from the rolled down window gently messed up your hair.

You sat quietly on the passenger seat of the washed out green truck you and Luke rented. It must have been a Ford 1967, or some other kind of vintage model.

You couldn’t tell, and honestly, you didn’t bother to anyways, too busy looking out of the window admiring the desertic surroundings; sipping on your drugstore coca-cola.

<<you smudged your lipstick>> he glanced at you, taking his eyes off the road to send you a lopsided smile. One of his big and rough hands rested on your bare thigh, exposed by your jeans shorts.

It was mid summer, almost autumn time, yet the western country side never failed to drain you out with its scorching weather.

<<did I?>> you pulled down the visor, inspecting yourself in the small mirror; but you could tell he was right by the red stain on the metal can.

<<oh yeah, I did>>

Luke laughed lowly while he took a turn to the left, hand strong and firm on the steering wheel. You admired him in silence, a sort of pride filling your ego as you looked at your boyfriend.

That day, he wore a white linen shirt, which he (purposely) left unbuttoned on the chest, making his Hermes dog-tag visible. A pair of sunglass used to sit in the bridge of his nose, but were now long forgotten on the dashboard. It felt weird to see him without the bright orange shirt.

This little getaway from camp was going more than lovely. Finally free from all the responsibilities you both had to take on. You couldn’t even imagine how the camp must have looked like in that moment, with both of the two head counsolers gone.

<<do you think they set the cabins on fire?>>

<<for how long have we been away?>> Luke said

<< half a day?>> you nodded

<<yeah then, the woods are probably already burning as well. Along with the cabins and all>>

he hummed in approval at his own answer, earning a giggle from you.

He caressed your thigh with his thumb.

<<im joking, I’m sure the kids will be alright>>

<<you sound like an old dad>>

He shrugged his shoulders, grinning; but just as it started, the conversation slowly died down.

In the background of your comfortable silence, a low melody coming from the radio filled your ear.

With Luke, you didn’t need to talk. No many words need to be spoken with a man like him. You have been together enough to understand each other in silence. Plus— that should’ve been a sort of vacation from the chaos of camp.

So you preferred not to add anything else, simply allowing the worries to occupy the back of your mind.

You turned the music up as Molly Parton started playing.

You enjoyed the song, humming along the robotic notes coming from the radio.

Fortunately, by the time you arrived at your destination— a lake far far away from the one you had to see everyday— the worries were all gone. Replaced by that fuzzy feeling that only being with Luke could give you.

[bell4donn4]

I just finished changing all of pics on my posts now my posts are decently aesthetic 😭🙏

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Strawberry ice-cream | the summer in which Luke Castellan fell in love *ੈ♡⸝

In May, when you first arrived at camp, it was obvious to everyone that you didn’t like the place at all. Usually, campers would finally find bit of peace in that lost spot, far from the normal life and the judging mortals. But that wasn’t the case for you, you didn’t like living there.

The only “joy” you had, was the guy who you were assigned to. Luke Castellan, the counsoler of the Hermes’s cabin. The problem was, that he wasn’t a joy to be around at all, or at least that’s what people said. He wasn’t like that with you- okay, maybe at first he was ruder and more distant, but you brushed it off as shyness.

Chris, another guy from the Hermes’s cabin, explained he didn’t used to be like until he went off to some sort of mysterious quest you weren’t allowed to know anything about. But nonetheless, other than being a bit quiet, he wasn’t mean or bad to you at all, so you brushed Chris’s words off as well.

Quick weeks went by and it was already June, and all you did was follow Luke Castellan around. All of the other counsolers tried their best to integrate you inside of the camp’s community, but without much results. It’s just seems as you couldn’t enjoy anyone’s company.

You were quick to get sad, and it took a lot to even get you to open your mouth. It wasn’t that you were wary, just irreparably miserable.

Once again, the only light you had, was Luke. He was the only one who seemed to get you, and eventually everyone just gave up on you, leaving the burden to the guy. after all, this was the first time he took on a new camper ever since the quest.

You didn’t necessarily despised the camp, or the activities, Luke figured, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to like them either. Luke would often see you around camp, pouty, and lost in thoughts. Even when you had a training session with him, you still sighed and huffed everytime you got disarmed. Luke knew not to go hard on you, to be gentler than he normally would, yet it didn’t seem to help your case.

You liked lacy tops, and pearly white satin. Even while being in the Aphrodite’s cabin, it still seemed like you couldn’t fit in. You always looked helpless.

He tried his best to help you out, and his (only) friend would often tease him about how close the two of you were, the way you would follow him around like a lost puppy, and refuse to get a hand by anyone else.

Whenever Luke couldn’t be with you— to train you or to force you to participate in the camp’s activities— you would always find ways to disappear, so that Clarisse (another camp counsoler) couldn’t get you. You would disappear in thin air, and Luke would then have to come and find you in the most unthinkable places.

And for some reason, when he was able to find you— you were always snacking on a pink creamed cone; your signature strawberry ice cream, the one that matched your shiny lipgloss.

<<y/n- they’re looking for you. Cmon, let’s get out>>

<<but I don’t want to>>

And sometimes, he would let you stay hidden. Sitting beside you without letting a word out. He figured you liked the silence. And he did too.

Also, those were the only times in which you look the little bit happier; when you could sneak away and retire in a peaceful snack time. And he liked to see you happy, so he’d just go back to the others (after a good while tho) and tell them he couldn’t find you.

But by July, his friend noticed his weird acts. And Luke couldn’t hear the end of his big mouth.

<<you need to court her>> or <<you like her so much it’s embarrassing>> or even <<if you don’t make her understand your feelings, someone else will steal her from you>>

And he was right, but Luke thought you were just way too sweet for him.

So sweet you could give cavities. While he was all broody and moody. Mad and slightly rude to people who didn’t know him before the infamous quest.

Not to mention the way you we’re basically the only person he was nice to, and he personally thought that was enough of a give away; so much of a give away that he often would slap himself at his own awkwardness. but Chris reminded him that you didn’t even know how he acted with other people, since he tried so hard to be nice to you and in front of you. So how could you possibly know?

Luke would simply just shrug his shoulders every time, because he just couldn’t bring himself to get any closer. Maybe because he was scared, or maybe because he didn’t think he was worthy of it.

Nonetheless, you were completely unaware, because if you knew about the boy’s feeling, you definitely wouldn’t want to spend anymore time with him, but that definitely wasn’t the case, since you always begged for him to be with you, to hang with you and to spend time together.

He would get all red and giddy whenever you looked up to him with your doe eyes, asking him to spend more time with you. Sometimes he would find excuses not to, or other times he would simply agree, and stay silent for most of the time, scared to say something wrong and ruin everything. But you liked it anyways; actually, you loved to talk and loved even more to he listened.

You would spend hours talking to Luke about your newly bought cowboy boots, or whatever vintage find you got from the thrift store in the nearest town. You liked to drink Coca Cola, he learned, and your second favorite sweet treat after strawberry ice-cream were candies, the sugared ones.

You also loved road trips and country songs.

He learned all of these things in silence, simply nodding as you chatted with yourself.

He did find himself repeating all those information to Chris, later in the days when the camp was silent and the two friends could share a quieter moment.

Chris gave up on him at one point, letting his girlfriend’s best friend, Silena from the Aphrodite’s cabin, handle the situation.

But not even Silena seemed to be able to talk to you. You only had eyes (and words) to spar for Luke. Almost refusing anyone’s else company.

Silena clearly told Chris and Clarisse that there wasn’t much she could do. You seemed head over heels for him already. He just needed to understand that.

But Luke was blinded by his insecurities, and by his lack of self-esteem.

Even tho, his ego skyrocket the one time in which you drunkly traced his scar, smiling up like an idiot, and muttering a “you’re so pretty” that only him and the near forest nymph could hear.

But that was a story Luke kept to himself.

Chris eventually figured his friend would have to do something at one point, specifically by the end of summer.

And indeed, by August, Luke couldn’t even sleep anymore at the thought of you leaving camp. He wouldn’t have been able to see you for almost 8 months! That was way too much time.

Everyone noticed the change in his manners, the way he was always so nervous and on the edge of a panic, even you.

<<whats wrong Luke?>>

<<nothing to worry about, just stupid thoughts>>

You light up at his crooked and shy smile. If only you knew.

A week or two before the last day of camp, Chris threatened to push him off of a cliff if he didn’t ask you to stay, but for Luke asking you if you even considered staying was already too much, let alone asking you to stay. And for what even? Luke already knew how much you hated camp; you hated the games and the sparring and the swords and the sweat-

<<im not going home for winter>>

He froze on the spot. You couldn’t just drop such news without warning, how could you do that? Almost giving him and heart attack.

<<but you- you don’t like here>> he said, shuttering

<<I don’t like it at home either.>>

<<at least I have you here>>

Luke that day reevaluated the possibility of setting an alter for his dad in his bunk bed, or for any other god who watched over him, because that was definitely a miracle. Someone all the way up in the sky must have had mercy on him and his unfortunate life.

That day, probably on the 28th of August, Luke Castellan came back in the Hermes’s cabin almost at midnight, stumbling around on his own feet on the way to his bed, involuntarily waking up Chris, who cursed him out just for then to stop and stare at his dumbfounded face.

<<what happened?>>

<<she’s staying>> he smiled, almost scaring his still half asleep friend.

<<…>>

<<man, fuck off>> Chris Rodriguez officially had had enough at that point, but still smiled back to his friend as he laid down in his own bed.

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau

- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

| author’s note: ngl I had fun arguing w myself on the fake twitter. Btw I played a lot on the fan’s reaction bc realistically that’s what would happen

part four | part six

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y/instagram: take me to a nice restaurant

Dior.n.goodjohn: so so so pretty ugh

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Walker.scobell: you’re an alcoholic

-> y/ninstagram or maybe I’m not 12 🤕

-> Walker.scobell ouch

-> imcharliebushnell dead

I.am.andrewalvarez: the more I see the more shocked I get

-> y/instagram you didn’t see nun

User: THE HAND???

-> user28 LITERALLY GOING INSANE

User28939: why do I lowkey recognize the hand

-> user949 you guys are creepy

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*Peoples on twitter in the meanwhile*

User829: sorry are we just going to ignore the way Charlie and Y/n’s instagram are lowkey matching?

User728: literally‼️‼️

User2829: you know you guys should really stop getting into people’s business

User829: sorry I was just pointing out something obvious 🤷‍♀️ something is def going on between them and none said it was bad

User2829: it’s not abt it being bad it’s abt assuming stuff on their private life and trying to get involved. Y’all are delulu

User200: me rn bc I lowkey thought I had a possibility w Charlie

User8292: y’all stay delusional 💀 y/n s way cuter than any of u

User8292: honestly, from how things are going, I do believe they might be together. But no matter what the situation is let’s just hope the twelve yo don’t attack y/n j because of this

User296: totally agreed

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau

-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

Part three | part five

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imcharliebushnell: lowkey having fun

I.am.andrewalvarez: the drip

-> imcharliebushnell ikr

Walker.scobell: get it bro

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User389: I’m sorry yall is he in Paris as well

-> user930 HE MIGHT BE 👀

-> user1299 okay let’s not be creepy abt this

User91039: uhmm that’s a bit suspicious 🤨

-> user0290 nawww Fr Fr

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y/ninstagram: in love with Paris

Dior.n.goodjohn: you should say in love IN Paris

-> y/ninstagram 🤫🧏‍♀️

I.am.andrewalvarez: you need to stop going to museums like fr

-> y/ninstagram NEVER

User299: still wondering who’s taking these pictures 🤔

User892: y/n and Charlie matching their ig posts??

-> user8839: that’s literally what I was thinking

Ariana_greenblatt: gorg as usual

-> y/ninstagram taking inspiration from you bae 🫶

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"i'm here to recruit."

put me on the front lines

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau

- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

part two | part four

y/ninstagram

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y/ninstagram: taking off ✈️

Dior.n.goodjohn: girl you better be coming to me

-> y/ninstagram Awopp🫢

-> aryansimhadri we all know she ain’t

Walker.scobell: don’t get too close to Zeus he don’t like you

-> y/instagram literally fuck off Percy 😐

Imcharliebushnell: she lost at sea

-> y/ninstagram you wished huh

User299: girl where you goinggg

User590: omfg what if I j walk down the streets and meet yn

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y/ninstagram: Paris baby ☕️

Dior.n.goodjohn: knew you weren’t coming to me

-> y/ninstagram IM SORRY BABY I PROMISE I WILL SOON

-> Dior.n.goodjohn fuck u 🙄

Leahsavajeffries: 👀👀👀

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User82939: ok but like who took the pics

-> user379: you’re onto something

User29393: literally iconic

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau

- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

-part 1 here | part 3 here

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y/ninstagram: post-premiere activities 😩

Aryansimhadri: ngl we be looking fire

-> y/ninstagram ik right

Dior.n.goodjohn: lowkey offended I’m not in this post

-> y/ninstagram NOO POOKIE IM SORRY

-> imcharliebushnell you ain’t lit enough

-> y/ninstagram Charlie wtf

User1893: I love y’all so much😭😭

User94040: this cast is literally perfect I can’t

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y/ninstagram: study study study

Leahsavajeffries: she smart she’s pretty she’s everything

-> y/ninstagram I literally love you

imcharliebushnell: look at her put the work in

-> y/ninstagram I’m trying 😔

-> imcharliebushnell you can do it cmon you smart girl

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User89209: AYO Charlie’s comment??

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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau

- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student. (Bc yes I’m projecting), she’s pretty she’s intelligent she’s the moment 💅

TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes

part 2 here

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y/ninstagram: grateful for all of this ❤️

Ariana_greenblatt: you looked stunning

-> y/ninstagram YOU DID!!

Leahsavajeffries: the fun we had

-> y/ninstagram literally

User2929: THE DRESS OMFG

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User728282: thank u yn for this pic of Charlie and Walker 🙏🙏🙏

-> y/ninstagram you’re welcome sis 🫡🫡

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Imcharliebushnell: someone tripped and fell right outside the #pjopremier 🤫

y/ninstagram: you didn’t need to post that 😐

-> imcharliebushnell yes I did

-> y/ninstagram I’m literally going to kill you

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I.am.andrewalvarez: my bro looked so good

-> imcharliebushnell thank u bro

User829: omg Charlie in a suit🤭🤭

User8209: CHARLIE YOU LOOKED SO HOT OMGG

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