Charlotte Sweetly - Tumblr Posts

“oh, god? if you’re up there, and you can hear me, it’s me, charlotte.” / “And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead. Go to thy deathbed. He never will come again.”

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I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH THINKING ABOUT THE PARALLELS BETWEEN OPHELIA AND CHARLOTTE SWEETLY. And then while I was looking through Ophelia’s Wikipedia page I saw Marcus Stone’s portrayal of her and. Oh my godddd. IS THAT??? CHARLOTTE???

I just had to make my own and drew this in a frenzy :3333 I am SO unwell about her she just wanted. Love and intimacy oh my goooddddd

I have finished charlotte sweetly doll she turned out so pretty🥺🥺🥺

Hatchetfield giving me painting motivation,

If you choose somebody else, PLS tell me who. :)

[tosses Hatchetfield CCRP headcanons at you and scuttles away]

I

I love them /p

listen

if anyone wants to talk about them lmk leave me an ask I am so ready for an excuse to yap

Really random things I have noticed cause I listen to all the Hatchetfield songs on repeat dear lord help me It's all Hatchetfield, ITS ALSLS HATCENAT

Ahem people probably know these already just let me go insane <\3

•In let it out, Prof. Hidgens says "and I know it's a singular voice, Paul," which is also Pokey's title- The Singular Voice.

•What Do You Want Paul can be considered a really bad summary I think. Paul doesn't know what he wants, so he becomes apart of the hive. He's unsure when he tells Bill he'll go with him to save Alice and overall after What Do You Want Paul whenever he has to make a decision he's just unsure (excluding before America Is Great Again and after Show Stoppin' Number)

•In Show Me Your Hands one of the cops says 'Her cat is dead' which I find funny cause 1. Charolette wears a cat sweater and later dies 2. Hey, Melissa reference before it came out I'm gonna sob

•I find it so funny it's called The Guy Who DIDN'T Like Musicals. I remember when I first watched it I said "This implies he starts liking them," and that's exactly what happened-

•BACK TO WHAT DO YOU WANT PAUL- In Let It Out, HE FUCKING- HE SAYS "It doesn't matter what I want," FURTHER PROVING THAT BECAUSE PAUL DOESN'T HAVE A SET GOAL HE DIES- and even MORE he gets a whole like 30 seconds singing about what he might want. "Am I crazy," for hating musicals "I don't think so- maybe I've always been," crazy for not liking them (read that as one sentence without the thingys [""] and the without the words not in them- then together if that makes sense <\3)

•In Let It Out and Inevitable there is a very audible difference between the hives voice and Paul's voice

•In Tied Up My Heart, Sam tells Charlotte to 'break him open' and that's what Sam does to Charlotte. Yes he says "Now I'm gonna free up your heart, Charlotte," but I'm pretty sure the human heart isn't located in the stomach <3

•Also in Tied Up My Heart- Sam says "I don't wanna die alone," and he doesn't. He dies with Charlotte <3 relationship goals frfr

•"Do you wanna save the planet? Of course you wanna save the planet, well there's just one way you can do it by singing a song," and that's what he does, thank you Lah Dee Dah Dah Day.

Friend and I were casually reading the TGWDLM script as one does and I can't stop thinking about the beginning 'cut' lines and details

"he leaves Bill to wallow in misery"

"Ted slides into his path on an office rolling-chair. Ted wears a bluetooth headset"

TED ACTUALLY DOES WORK

Kind of

"Maybe we could make a night of it. Do mini-golf or somethin'"

Charlotte no-

GIGGLING

A large collection of random (Paul) doodles from over the week-

I introduce everyone to my awesome headcanon that Charlotte is Grace's older sister

this is actually such a cool concept

Charlotte Sweetly Nibbly devotee moodboard

Requested by: me

x x x x 🐽 x x x x

Oh my godddd how did I only just notice that Ted and Pete are holding hands in What If Tomorrow Comes 😭 I'M SOBBINGGG

every Ted ship I could remember

🧸 ❤️ 🎀

i couldn’t find good emojis shush

MY WIEJF I LOEV HER

I need a Nightmare Time episode about Charlotte please Lang Bros I love her dearly

she’s showing you her husband

SRRY FOR BAD QUALITY

this is so real

she’s showing you her husband

SRRY FOR BAD QUALITY

my wifey

i love you tedchar Yuri

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people could never get how much I love The Character(s).

like I want to put them in jars throw them in the ocean put them in a trash compacter stab them several times and study them under a microscope pick them up in my hand and squeeze them until their eyes pop out

these are all good things because I am mentally ill about The Character(s) and I just want to rotate them in my mind at a high velocity

Idea: one of the LIBs helps her divorce Sam through...less than conventional means

Thank you for the prompt!!!! It's not exactly what you wrote, but its close and I hope you like it!

Charlotte parked her car outside the police station. She’d prepared a nice dinner for Sam and had wanted to drive him home rather than making him take the bus like he usually did. She waited for him to walk out. He should be leaving just about now.

She waited.

And waited.

And waited.

She checked the time. He should’ve come out thrity minutes ago. Sighing, she got out of the  car and walked into the station.

“Excuse me, is Sam still working?” She asked the secretary. The old lady shrugged.

“Not sure. He doesn’t usually check out or exit through here. You can go check.” Charlotte nodded, and asked where his desk was. When she got there, it was exactly what Charlotte had expected. Messy desk, files all over. Sam was nowhere to be seen. The man who sat across from him leaned forward.

“Sam left a little while ago. He was working on a case and ditched it as soon as he got a text.” He scoffed. “He didn’t even put the evidence away.” Charlotte looked down at the desk.

A black book with a strange symbol on the front was stuffed into the evidence box. Charlotte pulled it out.

“Woah lady, no messing with the evidence!” The officer said, standing up. Charlotte would’ve probably put the book down if she hadn't been so angry. At Sam. At herself for believing that he would be faithful. She felt like doing something rash. And this book… there was something about it. This book would help her.

“Sam asked me to bring it home for him so he could work on the case some more.” Charlotte lied. The officer reluctantly sat back down.

“Just be careful with it.”

“I will.”

-

Charlotte sat at her desk in the empty CCRP building. There were only a few people working late today, and she had wanted privacy to read the book.

As she flipped through, she was struck by the strange lords it talked about. They were all powerful. All knowing. Charlotte wished she was all knowing. She wished she knew who that girl Sam was running around with was. She wished she has the strength to speak up. To get a divorce.

“Pokotho… Bliklotep…” she mumbled, trying to figure out how to say the silly names. “T’noy Keraxis… Nibblenephlem…” she flipped the page.

“Wiggog Y’wrath.”

The lights of CCRP went out. Charlotte looked around in dismay. Did she do that? Had she- oh god, she’d invoked the names. How could she be so stupid? Everyone knew you shouldn’t read a spooky book out loud.

“Stupid… stupid…” she mumbled. She hadn’t thought it would work…

“Hello, fwendy wend!” a high pitched voice shouted. Charlotte stood up.

“I- I didn’t mean to do this! I’m sorry… Oh god… don’t hurt me…” five figures appeared around her. They wore sparkly, bright colored attire. And their faces… they were familiar, but Charlotte couldn’t place them.

“Well, lookie here… Spankoffski’s friend…” an orange man cackled.

“You didn’t mean to bring us here? But we’ve already arrived, Charlotte. There must be something you want. You should know better than to waste our time…” Charlotte began to say something, but stopped. There was something she wanted.

“It’s… my husband. Sam. I love him, I do… but he doesn’t. He’s with a younger girl now. I don’t know her name. I just want… I just want to be rid of him. Of his lies.” The lords laughed.

“We can arrange for that, Charlotte. In fact, we’ll do it for free! We’ll be getting all we need from Sam…” They cackled.

“Please… don’t…” she trailed off. “I care about him. More than anything.”

“We know.”

And then they were gone. Charlotte looked around. It was like nothing had even happened. Was that even real?

Then her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID. It was Sam. Maybe they had done something after all! Maybe Sam would admit to his faults. She accepted the call.

“Hi Sam!”

“This isn’t… I’m not…” A girl was on the phone. Charlotte could tell she was moments away from tears.

“Sam is dead. He got- he was driving us to my house and- he- he just swerved into another car. He’s gone.” Charlotte stared forward. She didn’t understand. She had told them not to hurt him. Right? Had she? Was this even her fault? She didn’t know. She didn’t know.

She didn’t know.

uhhhh I made a few of these using messages between me and my friends out of context lmao

Idk these are random