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Jason is so funny because Nico being gay changed his perception of him but for the better. Before that he was like "I don't trust this guy, he's creeping me out what is up with him". Then when the whole thing with Cupid happened he was ready to punch Cupid or anyone who bothered him and went from not trusting Nico to drinking poison to show him he wanted to be his friend lmao. King of allies

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Jenson Button as Princess Peach👑 ↳ Pre-Super GT Debut in Japan, August 2017

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how do I know ollie bearman is destined for ferrari? well you see he is extremely talented, and pure of heart, and most importantly haunted by misfortune

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ele é muito eu

my fav twt account is this chinese man who loves gabriel bortoleto 😭 he got to meet him too his excitement is so contagious

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if i say part 3 of siren son—*GUNSHOTS*

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It Wasn't Him [PART-1] | CL16

Concept : Reader is an influencer who got stood up on a date, seeing him with another girl in the same restaurant she confronts him and it was humiliating of the guy. So she posts an AITA on reddit and people think its Charles

Posted on r/AITA by throwawaymonacoblues

AITA for confronting my blind date after he stood me up… while he was on a date at the next table??

So I [25F] was set up on a blind date by a mutual friend. I’m not super into dating apps, so I figured, why not?

He is [27M] about 5'10-5'11 tall, fit, had cute accent and dimples, lives in Monte Carlo and works in motorsport. We talked on chats and calls for two weeks before scheduling a date.

We agreed to meet at a rooftop restaurant overlooking Port Hercule. I dressed up in a stunning yellow dress, arrived at 7PM sharp. Waited. No call. No text. Just air.

After 40 minutes of feeling like a fool sipping sparkling water, I noticed a guy two tables down… who looked exactly like him. IT WAS HIM. And guess what? He was on a date.

I lost it. I walked over and said, “Hey [let's call him Chuck] Chuck didn’t know you were double-booking tonight.” The girl looked stunned. I gave her the full rundown. She LEFT.

Now him and the friend who set us up along with some of our other mutuals are calling me a bitch for overreacting and that I ‘humiliated him in public.’

But like… I was stood up and that dumbass had the audacity to dine 10 feet away with another girl.

AITA???”

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⚪️ gaslightgatekeepgp

WAIT. GIRL. Tell me why this sounds EXACTLY like Charles Leclerc 😭😭😭

⚪️ f1fangirlie88

Sis you might’ve just started a war and you don’t even know it 💀💀💀

⚪️ u/awkward_avocado

You are NTA. He was being a d*head by double timing

⚪️ u/monacobrunchqueen

NTA but also? You threw a whole grenade, Monaco is not a huge country...

⚪️ u/formulaonememes

Not the internet deciding a man is guilty based solely on accent, dimples and motorsport employment.

⚪️ u/laughinglatte

She never said the guy’s name wasn’t Charles… The fake name 'Chuck' very creative... ohhhh this poor man. Charles is getting cyber-punched in the face for no reason 😭😭😭😭

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Do It for the Plot, one ! LN04

PAIRING 𝄡 Lando Norris x Fan! FemReader

SUMMARY 𝄡 It was a stupid idea⏤scribbling your number on a scrap of paper and giving it to Lando at the Monaco Grand Prix. It would never work. And even if you did manage to give it to him, it's not like he's going to use it, right?

TAGS 𝄡 SMAU. Fluff.

NOTE 𝄡 In honor of Lando winning the sprint, enjoy whatever this is! Thank you so much my dear @tsunodaradio for requesting this story ( alongside other amazing ideas I'll brainstorm later! ) <33 I don't even know where this is going, I'm operating on vibes alone. This is just a sort of intro⏤the other parts will have a lot more substance.

likes, comments, reblogs are much appreciated!

━━━━ Next Part! ❦

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To Your Taste - OP81

@allofmytoxicity prompt request #24 - Experimental baker!reader x taste tester!driver/player

Summary: Oscar is willing to work harder at the gym if it means that y/n will keep baking all sorts of things for him to try.

Word count: 615

Y/n's family own a bakery so it's never been a surprise that y/n baked. But since she moved to Monaco with Oscar, it's meant giving up working at the bakery directly.

However, that doesn't mean she doesn't work indirectly. Instead she finds new possible products and try out new recipes. She's not actually the most talented baker on the planet and plenty of new things have turned out to be flops when it came to experimenting but generally she's pretty good and he has never really hated something or thought it tasted so bad he couldn't stomach it. But certain things just are better than others.

It comes with it's perks for Oscar. He gets to try all sorts of new things, his apartment always smells amazing. It's definitely not something he has a problem with.

Walking into the apartment he can smell something that is going to undo all the work he just put in during yet another gym session, which he's beginning to do more and more to make sure he doesn't put on weight from always trying all her experiments.

"Hey, baby. You won't believe what I found. It's a raspberry vanilla roll. It's like inspired by cinnamon rolls but it's raspberry and vanilla." Y/n gasps in excitement while Oscar smiles knowing that he'll be burning in the gym again tomorrow but y/n's joy over sharing new things is worth it.

"It smells really good." Oscar smiles while y/n bounces a little on her feet.

"They're still warm-you were gone for a really long time." Y/n comments since she's sort of none the wiser to Oscar having to burn off all the calories he eats from her baking experiments.

"Yeah, just lost track of time." Oscar shrugs knowing if he said the truth, y/n would immediately stop encouraging him to try the food and that would definitely not be something he wants to start missing out on. He can work off any extra calories. "Do I get to try these raspberry vanilla rolls?"

"Yes, oh my gosh yes." Y/n gasps excitedly as she moves back into the kitchen with Oscar following suit despite knowing he really needs to shower. He can do that after a bite and this time he really is just having one bite.

Seeing the rolls they actually look really good too and suddenly his one bite promise to himself is tossed out the window.

Y/n climbs up onto the counter next to the set out rolls and she picks one up for him holding it out for him to take a bite, which he does with a grin and the flavour is amazing. Easily one of her best experiments.

"Baby, these as amazing." Oscar states after swallowing the bite making her whole body brighten at his words, just very much overjoyed that Oscar likes them. "You have to tell your parents about these. They're so good."

"Really?" Y/n grins since Oscar has liked stuff before but it's definitely never been a reaction like this. "Ok, ok. You finish that then shower because it might taste good but you are so sweaty."

Oscar laughs nodding at her before he leans over kissing her softly before stepping back and taking the raspberry roll with him.

"I won't be long. Have you tried them?"

"No, I wanted to see what you thought first then I'd try it."

Not the first time y/n has used Oscar as a bit of a guinea pig for her food. Sometimes she just gets nervous that even if it smells good, it might taste bad so she wants someone else's opinion before trying it herself.

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mini charles - cl16

summary: charles and his son. one and the same (just cute boy dad charles fluff)

folkie radio: I MISSED WRITING CHARLES SO MUCH!!!! and what's better than dad charles fluff??? enjoy!

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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yourinstagram Nothing beats watching daddy race ❤️ We missed this!

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username1 MY HEART OMFG

username2 THE WAY HE JUMPS EVERY TIME THE FERRARI GOES BY 😭

lorenzotl Little man has Charles' entire energy from his karting days!

└ yourinstagram Don't remind me, he's asking when can he start karting already

pierregasly He's going to be faster than his dad soon enough

└ lando true

└ charles_leclerc Stop attacking me

username3 baby boy already knows more about racing than the entire ferrari strategy team

username4 THE LITTLE ALLEZ PAPA WHEN CHARLES PASSES BY MY HEART

username5 imagine when him and little max verstappen join f1

arthur_leclerc My favorite nephew mastering the racing lines already! Tell him uncle Arthur is taking him karting next weekend

└ yourinstagram He's asking if he can face time "uncle turtur" tonight

carlossainz55 Mini Charles giving me engineering feedback after the race again? 😂

└ yourinstagram He misses Uncle Calos over here

username6 DADDY CHARLES HAS MY ENTIRE HEART

username7 i can’t believe charles has a kid

kellypiquet Mini Charles and Penelope need a playdate at the next race!

username8 FUTURE WDC

iamrebeccad I miss my little bff!

└ yourinstagram He misses his pretty friend Becca too

username9 watching daddy race i can’t do this

username10 MINI CHARLES WE LOVE YOU !!

charles_leclerc My champion ❤️ See you both after all the media duties mon amour

└ yourinstagram We love you so much

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scuderiaferarri Our youngest strategy expert hard at work 👨‍🔧

Some say he already knows the perfect timing for pit stops 😉 #MiniCharles

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username1 MINI LECLERC OMFG

username2 finally someone who can fix Ferrari strategy 💀

username3 "Papa, you should box box now"

username4 mini charles probably making better calls than the entire pit wall 😭

username5 the way he's got Charles' focused expression when he's analyzing data 🥺

username6 little man already calculating tire degradation better than most

username7 "By my calculations, daddy should've won 5 more races" - Mini Charles Leclerc, age 4

username8 he headphones are bigger than his head I can't 😭❤️

username9 HIS CAP I CANTTTT

charles_leclerc My champion ❤️

yourinstagram My babyyy🥹

username10 Future Ferrari Team Principal right here

username11 when a 4-year-old understands race strategy better than... nevermind 💀

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f1updatesdaily Charles Leclerc was beaming talking about his son in the post-race press conference:

"He's already telling me where I need to improve my lines. This morning before the race he gave me a drawing of the perfect racing line. He made me promise to follow it exactly."

"He's quite serious about it actually - last race he told me my apex at turn 4 wasn't good enough. Sometimes I think he watches more onboards than I do! But it's special, you know... having him in the garage. He knows every single mechanic, everybody adores him..."

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username1 THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER

username2 little leclerc already following his father's footsteps.

username3 the way charles' eyes lit up talking about his son 🥺

username4 DAD CHARLES IS SOMETHING ELSE

username5 he’s giving charles racing advice at the age of 4 MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS

username6 "Papa you missed the apex" - a toddler dragging his F1 driver father, we love to see it 😭

username7 like father like son rn

username8 not charles having to explain to his 4yo why he didn't follow his racing line advice 💀

username9 I WANT TO HAVE KIDS NOW

username10 this is the most wholesome thing ever

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charles_leclerc My toughest critic, biggest supporter, and favorite engineer all in one ❤️ Thank you for always telling me to push harder, even if sometimes it's just to race you to bedtime 😅 Je t'aime mon petit champion

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username1 MINI CHARLES MY HEART

username2 his little ferrari suit i can’t do this

carlossainz55 Still waiting for his feedback on my last lap 😂

└ charles_leclerc He said that “Uncle Calos was better in Red”

arthur_leclerc Best race engineer in Monaco, hands down

username3 IM SOBBING REAL TEARS

sebastianvettel This is what it's all about ❤️ Miss my little racing critic!

└ yourinstagram He keeps asking when is uncle seb coming to visit !

username4 he’s the cutest little thing ever i can’t

yourinstagram Like father like son... both perfectionists 🥰

└ charles_leclerc And stubborn like his Maman

alex_albon the new ferrari team principal looks promising

└ lando fred watch your back

f1 When's he joining the grid? 👀

username5 outsold charles already

username6 BOY DAD CHARLES IS WHAT THE WORLD NEEDED

username7 i’m glad to be alive to witness charles being a dad

username8 THE PADDOCK’S BABY

username9 i know i say this all the time but really i can’t believe charles is a dad

username10 wdc in 20 years

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charles_leclerc 5 years of teaching me how to be better, on and off track. Joyeux anniversaire mon petit champion ❤️ Je t'aime

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username1 HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINI CHARLES

username2 I CANT BELIEVE HES 5 ALREADY

carlossainz55 Happy birthday to the only person who can give Charles a proper strategy briefing

└ lewishamilton Agreed

maxverstappen1 Happy birthday Mini Charles ! Still waiting for that racing line analysis you promised me 😉

arthur_leclerc Happy birthday to my favorite nephew! The mini strategy meeting during cake time was 10/10 👌

└ charles_leclerc Your only nephew**

username3 HES SO BIG! time for another charles

username4 the ferrari themed party has me dying

pierregasly Bon anniversaire champion! Your detailed feedback on my qualifying lap was much appreciated 😂

scuderiaferrari Happy Birthday to our youngest strategist! 🎂

username5 i can’t believe mini charles is 5 remember his baby pics

username6 how long until charles puts him in a kart

username7 charles is the best dad in the world

username8 THE LITTLE FUTURE WORLD CHAMPION

username9 all the drivers love him so much my heart

username10 MINI CHARLES IS SO BIG

yourinstagram I can’t believe my baby boy is 5 🥹 We love you so much

└ charles_leclerc Thank you for giving me him ❤️

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f1news Spotted at Monaco Kart Track: The Leclercs doing Sunday practice! Mini Charles (5) was seen taking his first proper kart laps while Charles played race engineer. According to onlookers, mini Leclerc was explaining to his dad why his racing line suggestions were "pas correctes" 😭

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username1 like father, like son... but more intense??

username2 THIS IS SO CUTE

username3 mini charles is karting already i can’t do this

username4 charles creating a monster and we love to see it

username5 "Papa the racing line here is simple, you just..." - Mini Charles , 5, to his F1 driver father

username6 everyone talking about how he was faster in sector 2 than kids twice his age 👀

username7 charles trying not to laugh while getting a full technical debrief from his 5yo is the content we need

username8 FUTURE WDC

username9 project leclerc starts now

username10 HE TRULY HAS RACING IN HIS BLOOD

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yourinstagram His only birthday wish was "Maman, I want to race like Papa" 🥺

Now we have another Leclerc analyzing telemetry data over breakfast... The way he insisted on creating a "proper race weekend schedule" including briefings and debriefs 😅

Your Papa and I are so proud of you, mon petit pilote ❤️ Just remember - having fun is the most important strategy!

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username1 AWEEEEEE

username2 this is the cutest thing in the entire world

charles_leclerc He already told me my suggestions for turn 4 were "completely wrong, Papa" 🤔

└ yourinstagram He’s already miles ahead of you babe

arthur_leclerc The new family champion! Tonton Arthur is ready for coaching duties 💪

└ yourinstagran He’s dying to have you at the track!

pierregasly Mini Charles taking racing lines more seriously than half the grid 😂

└ lando speak for yourself

username3 MINI CHARLES WITH HIS LITTLE HELMET I CANT

iamrebeccad Look at that cutie 🥹

username4 this is the cutest kid i’ve ever seen

username5 i’m so parasocial about the leclerc family

scuderiaferarri Another Leclerc on track! The legacy continues 🏎️

lorenzotl The way he's exactly like Charles at that age... même esprit!

f1 We're keeping an eye on this young talent 👀

username6 the real predestinato

username7 watch him become wdc in 20 years

username8 max verstappen competition is here

username9 HIS BDAY WISH WAS TO START KARTING I CANT

username10 imagine when jack wolff and mini charles meet each other on track

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charles_leclerc From explaining racing lines with toy cars to actual karting... my heart wasn't ready

But of course, he informed me that my suggestions for the hairpin were "completely incorrect, Papa" and proceeded to demonstrate the "proper technique" 😅

The best part? He insisted on having a proper engineers' meeting after practice. At 5, he's already more organized than me - he made his own notebook for track notes and demands proper debriefs after each session.

P.S. To the other parents at the track - I apologize for him stopping your kids to explain the perfect racing line. He gets that from his mother's side obviously 😂

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username1 AHHHH STOP

username2 mini charles is an icon already

sebastianvettel This brings back memories... except he's way more professional than we were!

└ charles_leclerc He’s in a whole other level !

maxverstappen1 Mini Charles taking racing more seriously than his father 😂

└ charles_leclerc Heyyyy

arthur_leclerc My nephew really said "racing or nothing"

└ yourinstagram And his Maman wasn’t ready at all

username3 i know a wdc when i see him

scuderiaferrari Future Ferrari driver in training 👀

lando Please tell me you got the traditional "this is how you should drive Papa" speech

└ charles_leclerc I did, and you’re probably getting it next race

f1 Like father, like son ❤️

username4 imagine the power in a few years

username5 CHARLES THE PROUD PAPA

username6 CRYING THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

username7 imagine charles freaking out with mini charles on track and he’s like don’t worry papa i got it !

username8 HES KARTING ALREADY IM SOBBING HE WAS JUST BORN YESTERDAY

username9 man they grow up so fast

username10 CUTIE

yourinstagram My baby 🥹

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yourinstagram When Papa had a tough day at work, someone prepared a special technical briefing with "guaranteed winning strategy" and "proper racing lines" to cheer him up 🥺❤️ His words: "Don't worry Papa, next race we fix everything!"

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username1 IM SOBBING THIS IS TOO CUTE

username2 I FEEL SO MUSHY OVER THIS

charles_leclerc My best engineering briefing of the weekend ❤️ The racing lines are definitely more accurate than mine 😅

└ yourinstagram We love you, Papa

lilymhe the cutest little thing🥺

lewishamilton Already better technical drawings than our engineers

└ charles_leclerc True

francisca.cgomes My heart can't handle this 😭❤️

username3 not mini Charles being more supportive than the entire paddock

username4 this kid understands racing better than most adults

username5 HE LOVES HIS PAPA SO MUCH

username6 boy dad charles is my favorite thing ever

username7 cheering his papa up after the dsq i can't do this

username8 MY HEART CANT HANDLE THIS. WAY TOO CUTE

username9 chares and mini charles are one and the same

username10 MY FAVORITE FAMILY

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charles_leclerc At the end of the day, this is all that matters. He waited up to give me his detailed analysis of what we need to improve for the next race... before falling asleep mid-explanation of the perfect racing line for turn 3 ❤️

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username1 this is the cutest thing i've ever seen

username2 WHAT IF I SON

carlossainz55 Did he finish explaining why my apex was wrong though? 😅

└ charles_leclerc He's going to tell you all about it in person

lewishamilton Next time bring him to the strategy meeting 👀

└ charles_leclerc None of us will be talking at all

lando the mini ferrari uniform kills me every time mate

username3 THE RAINBOW DRAWING IM SOBBING

username4 mini charles is such a cutie i cry every single time

maxverstappen1 Future World Champion in training 🏆

└ charles_leclerc You better watch your back

scuderiaferrari Already taking notes for 2035 💭

username5 AND FUCK FERRARI

username6 even sleeping he's probably dreaming about racing lines

username7 charles is such a good dad i could sob

username8 the leclercs have my entire heart this family is all about love

username9 the fact that mini charles made drawings so his papa could feel better after a bad race. TOO ADORABLE

yourinstagram My boys ❤️

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formula1news Spotted at Nice Airport: The Leclercs heading to Suzuka! Mini Charles was seen carrying his own "race engineer notebook" and apparently told waiting fans "we're going to fix the strategy this time" 💀

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username1 ferrari strategists seeing mini charles arrive with his notebook: 👁️👄👁️

username2 finally, the strategy department getting the reinforcement they needed

username3 "Don't worry everyone, I studied Suzuka on my simulator" - Mini Charles, probably

username4 ferrari about to get schooled by a 5-year-old with crayon drawings

username5 "Papa I already calculated the tire degradation" - Mini Charles at passport control

username6 IM SCREAMING MINI CHARLES COMING TO DRAG THEM ALL

username7 Mini Charles on his way to give Vasseur a presentation about proper strategy execution

username8 MINI CHARLES YOU'RE SO DEAR TO ME

username9 a 5 year old really said nvm i'll fix it myself

username10 CRYING

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scuderiaferrari Our newest technical consultant has arrived in Suzuka. We've been informed our strategy "needs work" and our racing lines are "pas correctes" 😅 #MiniCharles

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username1 WHAT A CUTIEEEE

username2 THE MINI SUIT IM SOBBING

charles_leclerc He already told Vasseur the simulation data was wrong 🤣

└ username1 IM DYING

lewishamilton Just got a 20-minute presentation about my racing line in sector 1...

username3 finally someone brave enough to fix ferrari strategy

maxverstappen1 The competition just got serious 👀

arthur_leclerc My nephew about to revolutionize Ferrari strategy

username4 the way he's standing EXACTLY like charles i can't 😭

username5 more organized than the entire pit wall

username6 that leclerc DNA is something else

username7 Charles created a mini strategy genius and we're here for it

username8 THIS IS WAY TOO CUTE HE'S JUST LIKE HIS PAPA

username9 MINI LECLERCCCC MY HEART

username10 that's it charles jr drag them

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f1updatesdaily ADORABLE: Mini Charles gave his first-ever interview at Suzuka! When asked about his karting, he went full technical advisor mode 😭

Reporter: "Do you like racing like your papa?"

Mini Charles: "Yes! But Papa needs to fix his racing line in turn 3. I showed him in my notebook. In karting, you have to take the perfect apex..."

Reporter: "Who's your favorite driver?"

Mini Charles: "My Papa is the best! But he needs better strategy. I help him. I make plans like this..."

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username1 I'VE BEEN CRYING OVER THIS FOR LIKE AN HOUR

username2 mini charles you're the cutest little thing

username3 the way he switched from adorable 5-year-old to full race engineer mode 💀

username4 "Papa is the best but his racing line needs work" I'M CRYING 😭

username5 not him pulling out detailed track notes during the interview

username6 Charles watching his son give better technical explanations than he does 👁️👄👁️

username7 HE'S NOT TAKING HIS HELMET AND MINI SUIT OFF AHHHH

username8 "I help Papa with strategy" We know sweetie, we know 😭

username9 charles trying not to laugh in the background while his son critiques his driving

username10 Mini Charles really said "I'm my Papa's race engineer now"

username11 "Sometimes Papa doesn't listen to my strategy but I'm always right" - Mini Charles, future Ferrari Team Principal

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yourinstagram Great weekend in Suzuka! According to our resident technical director, "Papa listened to my racing lines this time!" 😅 P4 for my love and a very detailed post-race analysis from someone who insists the strategy could still be "more optimal" 🤓 Love you so much my boys

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username1 AWEEEE MY HEART

username2 see how charles had a better race with mini charles there?

charles_leclerc Our post-race debrief lasted longer than the actual team debrief 😅 Thank you for your support mon amour

lewishamilton Still waiting for my detailed analysis of where I lost time in turn 13 👀

username3 not him giving vasseur strategy advice 😭

username4 more organized than the entire ferrari strategy department

username5 he's so proud that his papa followed his racing lines

username6 I LOVE THIS FAMILY SO MUCH

username7 charles created a mini racing genius and we're here for it

username8 petition to hace mini charles at every race

username9 THATS FERRARI WDC

username10 dad charles you have my heart

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charles_leclerc P4 this weekend! According to my technical advisor, "much better racing lines Papa, but we still need to work on the strategy." Thank you Japan for an amazing weekend, looking forward to reviewing the very detailed race analysis someone prepared for me during the flight home... before falling asleep mid-explanation again 😴❤️

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username1 EVERYBODY SAY THANK YOU MINI CHARLES

username2 mini charles really said "i run this team now" and went OFF

arthur_leclerc Thats my nephew !!

lewishamilton Still recovering from yesterday's strategy meeting with him

scuderiaferrari Future World Champion AND Technical Director 👊

lando most thorough race engineer on the grid

maxverstappen1 Like father like son

username3 not him falling asleep with the notebook again 😭

username4 mini charles said fixed ur driving but the strategy still needs work and i'm CRYING

username5 THE MINI SUIT HAS ME DYING

username6 charles is the best dad in the world i swear

username7 no thoughts just mini charles in his matching ferrari suit giving detailed technical feedback

username8 "papa listened to my racing lines this time" PLS THIS KID IS TOO MUCH 😭

username9 mini charles is the ultimate boss

username10 BOY DAD CHARLES. THATS IT

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ended in the last olympian and i don’t regret it!

not me feeling like part. 2 to siren song is already so long, but it’s only 2.4k words so far😭😭😭 (currently writing about titans curse. it is the plan to go until blood of olympus yall…

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𓂃𖤐DEEP DIVE, siren song pt.2

pairing . . . charles leclerc x demigod!ofc

read all . . . part. 1

summary . . . “And, much like a deep dive in the ocean, he felt like he’d seen so much but nothing at all.”

wc . . . 5.0k

scvderianat’s radio . . . hello, lovelies! In this one, we see glimpses of Vivienne’s life growing up. Contains mentions of character death and some violent themes, but nothing out of the expected when it comes to pjo. If you have any questions, please ask them; I did not go too deep into the pjo books, only the general plot of each, so I understand if you have any doubts and will be happy to clarify them. I think I will be keeping a taglist for this series, so let me know if you’d like to be added to it🩵

POSEIDON HELD LITTLE VIVIENNE IN HIS ARMS. His first half-blood daughter, his little princess. The blonde curls glowed under artificial warm lights as the newborn baby barely fussed as she slept peacefully on his chest.

Sally, he could see, still fed their firstborn, her hand brushing his hair — perfect blonde curls, just like his twin’s — with gentle motions. Her dark curls floated like a halo around her head, and every once in a while, she would try to tuck the locks behind her ears.

The King of the Seas sighed, leaning onto the back of the plush chair with great care so as to not disturb his daughter’s sleep. The first demigod children he sired after the oath were twins — equalling him and his younger brother.

He silently cursed the Fates’ sense of humor. Two children to be punished for his carelessness, and a beautiful and kind young mortal to suffer with them.

Poseidon wondered if he could convince Sally to live in Atlantis now that she had given birth. He knew she would refuse, it had been a struggle to convince her to have the babies at his palace where he could muffle their powers with his own.

He could feel they were powerful, and he knew their scent would be stronger since they were a pair. There, under the sea, he could shield them, mask their power with his godly essence. But as soon as they were on land and a bit older, his brothers would notice, and with them, the hundreds of monsters starving for strong demigods.

Still, he would never suggest separating the twins or forcing Sally to stay with him. Even with his promises that Amphitrite was aware of his love for Sally and that they had agreements regarding their marriage, the young mortal refused to live within his wife’s territory.

It will feel odd, Sei, she had told him; Your wife sharing walls with your mistress? No, I don’t want it to be uncomfortable for her or your children.

Poseidon argued that the palace was big and that he could even build Sally a place, but she was stubborn and refused to have so little independence.

“I can hear you thinking, Sei,” Her voice sounded muffled through the air bubble that allowed her to breathe underwater, “What is going on?”

“I’m worried,” He said, softly, “Their lives will be dangerous without me around to shield them; their auras are strong enough alone, but together…”

Sally stared at him with a gentle and loving smile, the same she always gave him. But deep in her eyes he could see the uneasiness, and knew she was just as concerned as him.

“We’ll be fine,” She assured him, gently adjusting their son after he finished eating. “I will figure something out, I promise.”

“But what if you didn’t have to?” Sally tensed.

“I already told you—“

“I know you won’t stay,” he smoothly interrupted. “So what if I do?”

Sally froze, her hand stopping the up and down motions on their son’s back, who made a small sound at the loss of movement.

“What?” Her voice was small and flat, not allowing her mind to entertain this preposterous idea. “What do you mean ‘if you stay’? You have a family down here, and a whole court too! You can’t just drop that and—“

“I can,” He interrupted once again. “Triton and Amphitrite can rule the court while I’m up. I will have to come down regularly to avoid gaining the council’s attention but—“

“Are you serious?” Sally was sure her eyes would be welled up with tears had she been above the water.

She knew Poseidon loved her, and that he loved their children from the moment he could feel the divinity growing in her womb. But offering to go up to the land, and lie to his family about his other family for gods know how long? Of course, his wife and heir already knew and were very happy with the additions to the royal family, but still…

“Never been more serious, I believe,” He stood and made his way to sit beside her. “Our kids… they will need all the training and protection they can get. Monsters won’t get near if they feel my presence around them, and I will be able to hide them from my siblings.”

Sally blinked, then leaned into his body heat with shiny eyes and a wide smile as she looked down at the sleeping newborns.

Perseus and Vivienne Jackson would grow up loved, and safe and, most importantly, with both parents.

THE FIRST YEARS OF THE TWINS’ lives were a blur of laughter, fake sword fights, and sailing journeys. They grew stronger every day and thrived under Poseidon’s keen training.

Perseus — who would like to be addressed as Percy, thank you very much! — was an innate swordsman and incredible with a trident at nine years old. He excelled in calling the water to him — though he struggled with control — and was a natural at sailing. It was as though the ropes and sails just knew what to do the moment he stepped into a boat.

Vivienne, on the other hand, was even better than her brother when it came to the trident. She knew she’d have the upper hand in most fights but still chose two more weapons to learn and perfect: a dagger and a bow. She was not very good with the sword; even with it being a short/medium-range weapon, she preferred to stab rather than slice. Besides, her trident could be used both as a long and short-range weapon, so she didn’t have much enthusiasm to fight with swords or the need for it.

She was much more in tune with her earth-shaking powers than her brother. Vivienne, once, got so upset at a teacher that the Gods questioned her father about what had angered him enough to cause an earthquake. Vivienne realized that the fish talked to them before her Percy did, and giggled as he didn’t believe her until she called for a shark — a shark! — while they were at the beach in Montauk.

Vivienne was also fond of music. Percy could carry a tune, too, with his guitar — both the acoustic and the electric one — but for Vivienne it was different.

It was as though the world itself felt when she played. Rain fell when the chords of her violin echoed sad melodies, or how the flowers on her windowsill seemed more vibrant as she played happier pieces on her piano.

Her father didn’t know where that came from. The rain, yes, that was his. But the way nature glowed as she played? He had no idea. His theory was that Sally was a distant legacy from Demeter or Persephone — she was clear-sighted after all — but there was no way to be sure.

For now, they would just enjoy peace while it lasted, Poseidon and Sally thought as they exchanged a look, their children’s boisterous laughter ringing on the shores of Long Island.

THE SUMMER OF 2010 changed everything Vivienne thought she knew about life.

Now, don’t get me wrong, Vivienne wasn’t naïve. She knew how lucky she was to have her father stay with her family, and how much he risked doing it. But to see the situation at Camp Half-Blood…

Her uncle sent a Kindly One to kill them, and later abducted her mother and made her and Percy believe she was dead. Then the twins were shoved into the Hermes Cabin without much of an explanation, alongside dozens of other unclaimed kids.

Vivienne simply wasn’t aware of how dislocated she was from the demigod reality. She knew her father was going to claim her and her brother; it was just a matter of finding the right moment. But even then he was always at the back of her mind, sending comfort and assuring her that everything would resolve itself soon enough.

And when the moment came, they became isolated. The other campers were afraid and distant. Their sword fighting lessons — because everyone was under the impression they didn’t know anything about defending themselves — were two-on-one with Luke Castellan, the head counselor of Cabin Eleven.

Annabeth Chase, a daughter of Athena, still mentored them in Ancient Greek. But, unlike before, she was distant, always muttering to herself and never staring them in the eyes.

Even some kids from Cabin 7 — Apollo’s — who Vivienne had bonded with avoided her now. Percy was quieter, mostly interacting with Luke, Annabeth, and Grover even before they were claimed, but Vivienne struggled.

She was a social butterfly: she made friends wherever she went with her endless charm and effortless kindness; she thrived on human contact and interactions.

Now she spent most of her time stuffed inside her cabin. Her father had tweaked the decorations a bit, to make it more familiar and comfortable for the twins. Two king-sized beds opposed to each other, a lounge area with all the fun stuff they had back home, and their music gear, where Vivienne found comfort in the strings of her violin.

A few days after they were claimed, they received a quest. The King of Gods ordered that one of the twins was to stay within camp borders while the other retrieved his missing Master Bolt — the one he accused them of stealing under the orders of their father.

Vivienne stayed back, heart on her throat as she watched her other half walk down the Half-Blood Hill where Chiron and she saw him and his quest mates off.

It was odd to be without him. Vivienne split her time between sword lessons with Luke and learning how to control her powers with Chiron. The old centaur focused on her water abilities, and Vivienne was glad to see she improved her control of it. When she wasn’t doing any of those things, she could be found on the beach, surfing, swimming, and chatting with nereids, or inside her cabin.

None of the other campers enjoyed being around her, so what was the point in trying? Even Luke, she noticed, was distancing himself, barely chatting with her during their daily sparring sessions. He grew more ruthless as well, and her arms were littered with small cuts at the end of their hour. The saltwater would heal her; Luke would never do it out of malice and always questioned if she was okay to keep going every time his blade made a gash on her skin. She never backed down.

Things did get better after her brother returned, successful and with the news that their mother was alive, waiting for them. Vivienne wished to leave immediately and cry in Sally’s arms, but both her mother and father advised her to stay at camp for the remainder of the summer.

Percy told her in detail how the quest went. How he encountered the Three Furies just as they began their journey to Los Angeles and how he slain Medusa just as his namesake did. How he jumped from the Gateway Arch and met Lord Ares. How they got stuck into a hotel that made time pass faster on the outside and dived into Santa Monica to receive a message from their father.

He told her of his uncle, how his Helm of Darkness had been stolen and that his father decided to tell him that he had raised them — he never managed to find the right time to do so. Percy then told her of his fight with Ares and how he managed to wound the God of War, and how he believed the Lord of Time planned to rise once again.

“Lord Zeus refuses to believe. He shut Dad down when he brought it up,” He whispered as they stared at the ceiling, lying side by side on his bed. “But dad warned Lord Hades… I think he will be easier to convince since Grandfather is in his realm.”

Vivienne pursed her lips, nodding, but said nothing. She snuggled deeper into her twin’s embrace, glad to have him back safe and sound.

The campers saw her and Percy as approachable now; Annabeth and Vivienne grew closer. She was back to singing soundtracks to musicals with Cabin Seven and started hanging out with some children of Aphrodite too!

All was well until they discovered Luke’s treason, his last act at the camp being an attempt to kill Percy.

THE NEXT SUMMER came and went in a blur. She snuck out of the camp with Percy, Annabeth, and Tyson, her newfound Cyclops half-brother. Vivienne could already hear the scolds they would receive from their parents.

“Let’s worry about that later, when we’re not being hunted by a Hydra!” Her brother said.

Her bow felt light on her hands, arrows striking exactly where she aimed. She wondered if Percy’s aim was so bad because the bows he tried had been made on dry land instead of being forged underwater like her own.

She could feel her trident cold between her collarbone, where it was disguised as a necklace pendant hanging from a silver chain. She knew she could not use it, not when Annabeth did not know her father had raised her and her brother.

After adventures that were enough for an entire mortal life, Vivienne, Percy and their friends came back to Camp Half-Blood just in time to see Clarisse — the actual quest leader — hanging the Golden Fleece on Thalia’s tree, strengthening the barriers and purging out the venom.

Later that night, they found out that poison wasn’t the only thing the Fleece purged.

Thalia Grace had come back to life, and another variable of the Great Prophecy was back in the game.

THAT WINTER BREAK was the most terrifying one Vivienne had ever had. For her, winter breaks meant silly Hallmark movies, blue cookies, and hot chocolate with her parents and brother. It was comfort and love and security.

It all shattered when she found herself bearing the weight of the sky on her shoulders — for real!

There on Mount Othrys, standing in Atlas’ place beside Annabeth, with her arms straining and back burning, Vivienne wondered how long it would take until her mortal body cracked underneath the crushing burden of the sky. She prayed to her father that it would take long; she could not leave her friend to bear it on her own.

But then, twenty-four hours later, Lady Artemis was forced to take their place. In her relieved haze, Vivienne didn’t realize how truly terrifying it was that a goddess had been captured. And Artemis, above all else!

She was chained and useless for days, praying and hoping and avoiding falling asleep. She had made that mistake just after Artemis was captured and the things Kronos made her watch— Vivienne shivered to remember the mangled body of her mother and the headless one of her father, and Percy… She felt like throwing up.

And then her brother came to her rescue, alongside Thalia, Grover, and two of Artemis’s hunters. Everything went to hell, and Vivienne had to watch Percy suffer as she did when he took the sky from Artemis’ hands so she could fight Atlas.

After tricking the Titan into holding the sky once more, the demigods made a run for it. On their way to Olympus for the council meeting that happened during the longest night of the year, Vivienne rode Tari, the white and winged mare her father had gifted her after Percy was chosen by his own — Blackjack — after he freed him from being used by Luke.

Her brother rode next to her, with Annabeth leaning into him, still exhausted. Percy kept glancing at Vivienne as if expecting her to slump down when the adrenaline ran out of her system. And, if Vivienne was being honest, she would have passed out long ago hadn’t she discreetly healed herself little by little as she willed the moisture from the air to sink into her skin.

At Olympus, she witnessed, for the first time, as the Gods discussed whether or not to kill her and Percy.

“These three are dangerous,” Ares had growled. “It’d be much safer, while we got them here—“

“Ares,” Her father stepped in, “they are worthy heroes. We will not blast my children to bits.”

“Nor my daughter,” Zeus grumbled. “She has done well.”

From the corner of her eyes, Vivienne could see Thalia blush and stare at the polished marble floor. She wondered how she would feel had she been in her position. It’s not like Zeus had done much for Thalia besides turning her into a tree and giving her a couple of magic items when she came back to life.

The Olympians went back and forth for a while, with Athena agreeing that Ares had a point before insulting him which nearly sparked a fight before Artemis intervened.

“I will not have them punished," She said. "I will have them rewarded. If we destroy heroes who do us a great favor, then we are no better than the Titans. If this is Olympian justice, I will have none of it."

A lot of unnecessary talk later and Percy silently freaking out for some reason, Artemis offered Thalia the position of Lieutenant of her Hunt since Zoe Nightshade perished due to poisoning by Landon, the guardian dragon of the Garden of the Hesperides, and a blow from her father, Atlas’, hand.

Thalia swore her oath and once again the Prophecy rested on the shoulders of the twins, its burden seeming even heavier than that of the sky.

Then it was time for the celebrations! Gods swarmed the heroes, congratulating them profusely before getting distracted with something else. Apollo hogged Vivienne’s attention for a little, making her giggle while he checked her over for injuries at the request of her father.

Speaking of him, Poseidon found her in a silent corner as she watched her brother and Annabeth slowly dance to a hopeful tune. The god sat next to his youngest daughter, pulling her to his side. Vivienne leaned into him, still looking at Percy when she said, lowly:

“He likes her so much,” Poseidon blinked, looking down at her. “And he doesn’t even notice it.”

He inspected the two demigods before looking back at his daughter. There was a soft smile on her lips, blue eyes shining with fondness, but deep down he could glimpse the exhaustion. His hand caressed her hair, and the curls were dismantled when he found was he was looking for without noticing.

It was darker in the corner they were. It made him take longer to recognize the gray, lifeless strands, sprouting from various places. Earlier, when he talked to Percy, he saw the single gray lock on the front of his hair so it wasn’t a surprise, but the amount of gray on Vivienne’s…

“I think it’s nice,” she murmured, touching a gray curl with the tip of her fingers. But he could feel the shaky breath she took, and he could see the tremble of her hands.

Poseidon turned a little, pulling her fully into a hug. Tears dripped on his Hawaiian print shirt, and he rubbed his hands up and down Vivienne’s back.

“Shh, Vivi,” He whispered. “All will be well, sweetheart.”

He let her cry it out, heavy sobs wreaking her whole body. Poseidon felt like crying himself. Every jolt of his daughter’s body in his arms went straight to his heart, stabbing it with a poisoned blade.

“Apollo couldn’t heal it,” She sniffed after a few minutes. “He said it was like a trophy, a solid proof of my strength. I will have it forever.”

Her eyes were red when Poseidon grabbed her face in his hands; they were warm over Vivienne’s already heated cheeks. He wiped her tears with his thumbs and gently kissed her forehead.

“I’m sorry, my dear,” he said, sadly. “I’m so sorry you went through this, and I’m so sorry to put this burden on you.”

Vivienne gazed into her father’s eyes, seeing it filled with love and sorrow and regret. They had had that conversation many times before, and so Vivienne did not say anything, simply hugging her father again.

“Can we go home?” Her voice was small, so unlike the outspoken girl she had been just a week ago.

“Of course, my heart.” And, without caring for who might see it, Poseidon and Vivienne vanished in a flash of light, leaving behind the scent of the ocean.

SUMMER OF 2012 NEARLY broke Vivienne. All she could think of was that at the same time in the next year, they would be on the brink of a war.

With Thalia out of the equation, Vivienne, Percy, and Nico, a son of Hades who was discovered just before she was abducted on winter break, were the possibilities.

Nico was nearly eleven, so that gave them five years if he was the hero mentioned in the Prophecy. It was wishful thinking from Vivienne, a selfish desire that she or Percy wouldn’t die at sixteen.

She would feel crushing guilt every time she found herself hoping that the prophecy was about Nico.

Vivienne didn’t know Percy had already claimed it.

The days inside the Labyrinth were long and tiring, and Vivienne never felt so suffocated. It was Annabeth’s quest, so it was obvious she would take Percy and Grover with her. Vivienne didn’t expect to be invited along, but she did not deny her friend.

“I need you, Vivi.” She had whispered as they sat, looking over possible schematics of Daedalus’ greatest creation: a Labyrinth that went on and on beneath the earth, spreading all over the United States.

After separating from Grover and Tyson who would follow Pan’s lingering trail, witnessing Annabeth and Percy’s very first kiss — she would so tease them if they made it out alive — making Mt. Saint Helens explode and then punching her brother for making everyone believe he was dead, Vivienne was ready for the summer to end.

But of course, Percy had to make it even more messy. Clear-sighted mortal Rachel Elizabeth Dare joined them, guiding them through the maze until they found Daedalus’ workshop.

Following another encounter with Luke, the blue of his eyes replaced with molten gold, the demigods prepared for battle back inside camp borders.

It was fast and brutal, ending when Briares, the Hundred-Handed One, fought alongside the campers, forcing Kronos’ forces to retreat into the Labyrinth.

Nico di Angelo, who they had found inside the maze, helped Daedalus to find peace, but not before the great inventor left Annabeth with a laptop filled with his projects.

The Labyrinth fell with him. Camp Half-Blood mourned their dead and breathed.

The next time they were together, there would be war.

THE NEXT JULY, Poseidon decided to take his family to sail before they were all consumed with engaging in the war. He could see how the thoughts of what was to come were weighing heavily on Sally and the twin’s bodies and knew that it could be the last peaceful moment they would have together.

The two teenagers trained non-stop, going to Camp Half-Blood whenever they had free time from school. He could see the bags underneath their eyes — yes, even if you try to put makeup on them, Vivi. He sees you when you wake up in the morning— and how their smiles are less frequent. Music no longer lingered in the hallways of their apartment in Manhattan, and they barely hung out with their mortal friends.

The four of them went all around Europe and stopped in various coastal cities before jumping to the next one. Portimão and Malaga were two of Vivienne’s personal favorites until they stopped in Monaco.

The small principality was beautiful. Full of glamour and fast cars. Poseidon and Sally walked hand in hand, Percy and Vivienne — blue and pink caps on their heads with “Neptune’s favorite fishing hat” embroidered in tiny white letters, copies of their father’s own blue cap — chatted excitedly about the tire marks on the streets, remnants of the Formula 1 race that happened every year.

Monaco was also when she first saw him. But let's not dwell on it for now.

As they sailed through the Italian coast, her father started to feel quite roman. His demeanor changed, slightly more insistent that they kept up with their training schedule. Once they reached Greece, her Poseidon was back to acting more like Poseidon and less like Neptune.

They didn’t hang there for much time. The Ancient Lands were dangerous for demigods, but Percy insisted they stopped at the Acropolis just so he could take a picture of the Parthenon for Annabeth.

Vivienne enjoyed the weeks with her family, filled with good food and light conversations. But August grew closer, and so did their deadline.

As soon as they were back in the States, Charles Beckendorf, the Head Counsellor of Cabin 9, came to them accompanied by their pegasi. Tari and Blackjack carried them to Princess Andromeda for their sneak attack. After the Greek Fire explosion, Percy and Vivienne walked away. Charles didn’t.

Percy and Vivienne regained consciousness in his father’s palace. Tyson, who was standing vigil over his siblings took them to the throne room, where they met with his father, stepmother, and half-brother.

Poseidon, looking much older compared to a few days before, confirmed Oceanus had launched his attack and that the war had started in the seas. He sends them up to Camp Half-Blood with a kiss on the forehead and a set of armor forged by Tyson for each, promising they would see each other again.

Vivienne held a devastated Silena Beauregard as the daughter of Aphrodite wept over the loss of the love of her life. Clarisse La Rue trailing along them like a bodyguard.

Vivienne wondered how Aphrodite could be so ruthless, allowing her daughter to fall in love with someone only to lose them just before their life together truly started.

Nico came around again, pressuring the twins into following his plan. “It’s the only way to beat Luke,” He had told them multiple times before.

Convincing Sally to give them her blessing and watching as their mother struggled to come to terms with the risks was… something. She did it in the end, and off they went into the underworld, with a last blue cookie and the instructions to a signal.

Dipping into the River Styx was the most painful thing Vivienne went through. Her whole body burned when she pulled herself out of the haze — tugging into that curious red string tied to her left wrist, silky thread continuing endlessly — and onto the dark-sand shore of the river with shaking arms and gasping breaths.

It was weird, being invulnerable. She could barely feel when Percy grasped at her arm, or how rough the straps of her armor were on her skin as she prepared for battle. Celestial bronze, tinted with a slight pink shined polished under the sun as the campers and the hunters were assigned their places all over the city.

The entire island of Manhattan was asleep; their battle would soon start.

She prayed, even knowing no answer would come from her father as he was engaged in his battle underwater. She prayed, even knowing no answer would come from Lady Artemis, who favored her, as she fought Tiphon with all her might.

To Lady Hestia, though, she prayed even harder for she would answer. She was the Last Olympian, the one who kept the blaze while all the others fought to protect their home.

The warmth she felt was like one of her mother’s hugs, and she hoped Lady Hestia would be able to help her protect her family.

And so she walked into battle. With braided hair and a trident on her hands, she would brave the storm.

CHARLES SCANNED THE framed pictures on the bookshelf of Vivienne’s living room. Her whole apartment was filled with them, little pieces of her family and friends.

Around the room — and in the kitchen, that he could see since they were separated only by a counter with four seats facing opposite to the living room — there was memorabilia of sea-related stuff and little action figures from some old game, a framed poster of ‘Mean Girls,The Musical’ on a wall and an assortment of pink and blue trinkets. All of that stuff made him feel as if he went on a tour of Vivienne’s life.

And, much like a deep dive in the ocean, he felt like he’d seen so much but nothing at all.

“Okay, I’m all ready!” He turned to her, a smile widening on his lips.

She was truly stunning. Her hair was tied back in a slick, parted, ponytail, and she wore a long-sleeved mini-black dress paired with combat boots and a handbag of the same color. Her leather-string beaded necklace — the one he’d always see on her Instagram — was nowhere to be found, leaving only the silver chain with a small trident hanging from it.

Charles walked up to her, still smiling. Vivienne flushed under his gaze, fiddling with her earrings.

“I’m sorry for making you wait, my brother was being an ass,” Charles grinned, eyebrows raising.

He had heard incessant questioning and laughter, muffled by the walls, while she finished getting ready, and she had been on the phone when she buzzed him up.

“It’s alright, Cherie,” he took her hand, raising it to his lips and giving it a featherlight kiss. “Shall we go?”

Vivienne, blushing even harder, just nodded, lips pressed together to not scream her mind off.

As Charles led her to his car, Vivienne sent a quick prayer to Aphrodite, begging the Goddess of Love to allow this to go well.

She hopes, with all she has, that the smell of fresh roses brought by the wind means confirmation.

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just finished part. 2 of siren song😭😭😭😭

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remember when leo tapped ‘i love you’ in morse code to jason when he was meeting his sister for the first time in years? yeah me too

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the first one is me today🤓

Writers on a random Tuesday: Sits down, locks in, giggles, writes 10k, does not sleep

Also writers on a random Tuesday: writes one sentence and then stares into the abyss for five fours

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not me feeling like part. 2 to siren song is already so long, but it’s only 2.4k words so far😭😭😭 (currently writing about titans curse. it is the plan to go until blood of olympus yall…

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