charlie

hi, i'm charlie. i was a storyteller. now, i am just a woman, destined full-time employee, a twenty-something passerby in a big city.

there is a drawer i have kept shut for several years. a drawer everyone has of their own. the kind of drawer you open every now and then but told, as time passes, to leave closed longer than you leave open.

in this drawer, i kept my magic. the magic that kept my heart beating through my adolescence and teenage years. but, i told myself when i entered university, i would forget about the ‘foolishness’ i crafted for myself and, instead, plunge into adulthood.

a few years later, graduated and floating through my twenties, i stand before you on the very corners of the internet my sixteen-year-old self found community and shelter. i want to embrace her once more!

i'd like to return to my past self who proudly self-proclaimed she was a storyteller. a title in which i find myself too shy to wear ... i am opening the drawer, blowing away the dust bunnies, and clawing through the cobwebs!

i understand the hesitation with reading fics with ocs. there are a lot of reasons. there’s really nothing i can say to convince those who dislike reading fics with ocs, but i hope my upcoming fic can pleasantly surprise future readers who are neutral towards consuming such content…?

i do try my best to create ocs who feel human, like a new friend you hide with at a party full of strangers or an old friend you never had to say sorry to when sharing a part of yourself. the last thing i want to do is disrupt one’s reading experience.

i already wrote 5k words, and i had a moment where i thought i had to rewrite everything to fit into the “x reader” fic format and erase the character i dedicated so much thought to.