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I’m gonna ramble again. 

I feel like Charlie’s attraction to Victoria McQueen began way before their first meeting. Have to remember he correlated visions relative of her as she had of him. Then they dreamt of one another, both the good and bad. It makes my mind spin at the possibilities on what he may have saw attached to her essence. Or even heard intrusively. We do know he dreamt of all the things she successfully retrieved. Perhaps the bridge itself in sporadic burns of memory linked between them. Which if this were the case, the AU I have of him coming across her sketch of the Shorter Way before the abduction of young Haley would be a certified identification when she comes to Bing to collect it for her portfolio. The idea of her holding attachment and love for the antiquated, collaborating on having an old soul; both becoming metaphoric of a bygone era. Or prattle on how he sensed her longing to be free from the binds that tangle her in a stagnant and ignorant place -- much like he had been. Then the irresistible urge to find the lost , she sung to his heart without meaning to and it grew into an irresistible attachment. He was smitten before he even knew her name or that she was in fact a she.

Though, I am partial that he knew she was a girl before Haley told him. Perhaps he just wanted to hear it, elucidate his instinct. The ploy to get the young girl to give details of the Strong Creative by playing at the battle of the sexes which is ingrained in us at an early age and would have been a clever way of allowing emotions to free the tongue so the web can be spun.

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I have come to strongly associate these two songs with Charlie and Victoria’s toxic relationships.  That I can no longer see anything but those two. Sleep Token -  Alklaine Bad Omens - The Death of Peace of Mind

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Allow me to discus this particular scene, that for some reason up until now I had over looked -----

             Victoria’s headstone within the Graveyard of What Might Be. An image that haunts her in various visions, daydreams etc. An indicative procedure that Charlie may have visited her stone after their visit whilst she was tied up in the hospital. Which is why she obtained such a vision in the first place. ( After he made mention that they would feel one another, their interests and objects relative. A curious assumption that would elucidate their connection.)

The interesting thing is ; instead of having written Charlie as her savior, like most in the graveyard had carved -- in his stead, his daughter.  Whom she recites this on the phone with Vic later on. It holds speculation that despite Charlie wanting Victoria as their mother. Infatuated with her even. It still falls down to Millie being accepting of her. Hence the “ give thanks to her savior, Millie Manx. “ Which pretty much announces her giving favor. Or let us drabble on about how Millie ends up calling Victoria almost immediately, in demand of her finding food for her and the children. If she had meant Vic to be a meat pie she would have insinuated it a bit more obviously.  Instead, she suggested that Vic bring them something to eat. If that isn’t accepting of her father’s interest then I honestly don’t know what would be ?

Why you have to go and reject him, Victoria McQueen ?

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The last two days I’ve been making nothing but gifs between the two seasons. That it got me thinking -- what if I were to make an amv out of this implied ship of mine to the best of my efforts ? I dunno, what do you all think ? I have plenty of songs I float between that match the two so perfectly. Love and hate, light and dark.  Granted, I feel to remind that this ship in question ? Is more of a one sided ship majority of the time for poor ol’ Charlie. Even in the book, he expresses interest in Victoria McQueen under that light.  Perhaps not as broad and direct as we see within show. Unless an Alternate Universe inflicts the possibility that Vic sees Charlie in a different light. It will most likely remain that way. As a one sided attempt. Personally, I crave both. All the time, between these two. The one sided chase of cat and mouse, to woo that which he cannot have, acts that eventually ensnares violence as the only form of defense. To old world courting brought to modern young adult, endorsing Inscape enchantment to the realm of reality. Endless possibilities prancing around in my head chanting “ pick me ! “  They are my OTP, through and through. Through violent hellfire, they shall remain.

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I think I hold serious issues , kiddies and ghouls.  Over here getting glimpse of the new film hitting theaters in August called “ The Invitation “ .  What does my Christmas Wraith-tainted mind think of first ?

                     -------   Oh yes, I do believe some of you may have called it before I even admit. Charlie and Victoria.

𝖠𝗁, ‘𝖺𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖢𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾, 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾.  

“She 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰 you because her soul is pure. To make her one of us, 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪 her, woo her, change her sᴘɪʀɪᴛ, 𝔥𝔶𝔭𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔷𝔢 her, set her free, bring her to you “

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❣️for Charlie and Victoria?

Also no rush.

My OTP   <3

Who is the little spoon? Victoria if he can help it. Though I'm certain that woman would toss and turn and at some point would just lean opposite making him stir awake on the thought of " how ever did we end up like this ? "

Who sings in the shower? Charlie does sing but it isn’t often and they're usually --- you guessed it ! Christmas songs. Or his own variants of said favorites. Victoria I imagine wouldn't mind an acoustic note or two when she feels it. Though I could also imagine it would be more toward the musical taste that Charlie just doesn’t understand.

Who plays pranks on the other? This kind of mirrors their cat and mouse beginnings. So I imagine they'd both be split for eachother . I also imagine it could get violent, if not due to having that healthy medium removed from Charlie's mindset of what is appropriate. Even more so if Victoria ends up becoming influenced by both Wraith and Christmasland.

Who is the one who listens to pop music? Probably Victoria. Charlie kind of considers it just noise. Bold of a man who causes static almost everywhere he lingers to claim, I know.

Who brings the other a random cup of joe? I see Charlie leaning more toward being servile in her presence, but I don't put it past her in offering the same were they to be mild toward one another .

Who picks the cheesy movies for date night? Most likely Charlie if not due to the era in which he grew up in. Lived in. Whilst he still secured a whole soul that is.

Who is more likely to feed the other in public? Charlie.

Who gives the other random little compliments? Charlie.

Who is always stealing food from the other’s plate? Victoria.

Who is more likely to let the other borrow their car? Neither. For both know the importance of a knife to the creative it solely took to.

Who makes the list before they go grocery shopping? Charlie

Who makes sure the other takes their meds when sick? Charlie, unless it muddles her wits. Which by all means , he'd toss it out.

Who watches sports and has to teach the other the rules? Victoria.

Who pulls the other to their feet for a dance in the living room? Charlie. Without a doubt.

Who has to keep reminding the other to hurry or they’ll be late? Charlie.

Who is the one most likely to get a tattoo with the other’s name? Victoria. After all, she's his lil’ tattooed missy who cusses like a sailor. Though , I doubt she would ever brandish his name on her.

@fae-sedai

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I had a dream of a dream within a dream ? | Mature |

If that makes any sense. The dream takes place within his second resurrection phase. Be that in Ghosts of Christmas Past verse or others of the same time stamp :

                            The dream took place on Charlie influencing Victoria through her own dreams, even her dreams as a whole would be of his doing. In this particular dream her and Charlie were doing the dirty deed, which she had enjoyed during this state of influence. Playing emphasis on her enjoyment of being around Pre Wraith Charlie and how likeable he could be.

My perversion holds no bounds. Could that be considered a wet dream ? Probably.  No shame. But we all know how real Charlie can make dreams.. feel without yet tearing reality. At least, not without candid permission to tear down such frail walls of thought. Bleeding them into her everyday care. Come ! Allow him to journey into these Midsummer dreams so he can torrent polar opposites, invoking a wintry advisory across the early frost of December’s plight.

Sinfully delicious.  Sinfully delightful.

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Welp, we start the new year off with my stupid ass going -- “  Ah ! This song speaks to my Charlie / Victoria ship muse playlist. “ Especially after his second resurrection.  I highlighted two particular parts that really snapped with my Charlie and Victoria ship. This whole song fits, but it was in that particular moment that I was like --- oh.  oh shit.

Lyrics below :

It's hard to say, that I'm back on a straight line You see my path is in fact just a fault line It's in my blood, it's in my lungs and it won't die I fight these words, I bite my tongue so I don't lie

Though it's me to blame There is no more shame in me, in me I just feel the same, immune to all this pain And the scars don't write a song for me at all

I am a stone, unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, unaffected Your fool I will not be

I am a stone, (I am a stone) unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, (I am a stone) unaffected Your fool I will not be

I try to see and believe in the short sight Accept the burn of a vain and a half-life And how you rest your faith in these for a lifetime That hollow lie against my hope that I won't buy

Though it's me to blame There is no more shame in me, in me I just feel the same, immune to all you say And the scars don't write a song for me at all

No your tears won't line a path for me to crawl

I am a stone, unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, unaffected Your fool I will not be

I am a stone, (I am a stone) unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, (I am a stone) unaffected Your fool I will not be

The waters rise above my eyes I will breathe it in and go out with the tide And when you think this is the end You will find me there where I have always been

I am a stone, unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, unaffected Your fool I will not be

I am a stone, unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, unaffected Your fool I will not be

I am a stone, (I am a stone) unaffected Rain hell down onto me Flesh and bone, (I am a stone) unaffected Your fool I will not be