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Charlie: Get me out of here!

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Here’s the thing: I’m an asshole. Even if I’m nicer to you than anyone ever has been. Even if I fucking love the shit out of you. Even if you’re my favorite person ever. I am still an asshole. Forever and always

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WHAT COLOR IS YOUR MUSE?

Your dominant hues are red and yellow... most of what you do is motivated by your need to change things and have a good time, but you've been known to settle down and think out a situation, too. You tend to surprise people just when they're starting to feel like they've got you down. Your saturation level is high - you get into life and have a strong personality. Everyone you meet will either love you or hate you - either way, your goal is to get them to change the world with you. You are very hard working and don't have much patience for people without your initiative. Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.

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Charlie being a total dickhead.

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I don’t want to have any secrets from you. I never want to have any secrets ever again. 

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On the floor or against the wall?

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“Both can be fun, though I like doing it up against the wall. There’s nothing sexier than a girl wrapping her legs around my waist and letting me have my way with her. It’s a good workout too--holding her up while I thrust into her.” 

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Charlie is incredibly ashamed that he gets panic attacks and will generally try to get away from anyone if he feels one coming on, so he can freak out privately. The only people who have seen him have a full on panic attack are his older brother, and his best friend Toby ( @promisingcareer ).

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💋

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“I...” Charlie trailed off, swallowing and trying to process what had just happened. He was so rarely at a loss for words, but it was also rare that a handsome man kissed him in a bar. 

He liked it, and took a moment to savour that fact before the usual hot shame rushed in. Giving the other man’s shoulder a shove, he scowled and warned, “If you try that again, mate, you’ll wish you hadn’t.” 

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Charlie stumbled back at the kiss, immediately turning his head to spit on the dirt as if to rid himself of the taste of Boyd’s mouth. He was sure the kiss was nothing more than some alpha bullshit meant to throw him off, to rile him up, and he hated it was working. 

His metal hand clenched into a fist as he snarled, “You’re just begging for me to hit you again, aren’t you Walker?” 

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Charlie jerked back from the kiss, confusion written across his features. “Sir?” he asked, head tilted to the side as he regarded Merlin warily. “Is this a test?”

He couldn’t imagine it was anything other than that, though exactly how he were being tested he was unsure. Clenching his fists at his sides, he took a breath and forced himself to relax; if it were a test, he was going to rise to the occasion just like he had with everything else thus far in his training. 

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💋 -- toby

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Charlie’s breath stuttered to a stop in his throat at the soft press of Toby’s lips against his. He stood there frozen in complete shock for a single heartbeat before pressing closer, returning the kiss. Almost of its own volition, his hand raised to gently cup Toby’s jaw as his tongue teased past the other boy’s lips. All at once the realisation of what he was doing crashed over him like a tidal wave and he jerked back abruptly as though he’d been burned. “Don’t,” he murmured, his defenses down. All his usual cockiness was gone and he felt the first beginnings of panic start to squeeze at his chest. The kiss was wrong. He knew Toby was gay and he accepted it, but he wasn’t, he shouldn’t–want this, want him. He’d never wanted to admit that he looked at boys like that in idle moments and wondered what their lips would feel like pressed to his or how their hands would touch his skin. 

What would his family think? How could he ever face any of them if they knew? 

“You’re drunk. We’re both drunk. These things happen sometimes when people have had too much to drink.” He can hear the undercurrent of anxiety in his voice, the panic clawing away at his chest. “I’m not like you, alright? I’m straight.” 

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For the sake of character development, feel free to ask me anything you would like to know or are unsure of about my muse.