#charles watching the chaos unfold:

[unanchored-ship]

lulu getting assaulted by gremlin william + charles reaction pic

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙make you mine | CL16 LN4 ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader y/n (she/her) x lando norris

genre: social media au, polyamorous relationship

warnings: just polyamory & fluff

summary: in which you never censor yourself online but your boys wouldn't change you for the world

a/n: i luv the polyamory reqs lollll

request!!!: I've been obsessed with Charlando recently so I was wondering if you could maybe write a smau for them with singer!reader, I don't have a plot other than the fact that they are dating someone like Renée Rap with zero PR training, can you imagine the chaos

my masterlist

twitter ->

instagram ->

charles_leclerc posted a story

liked by landonorris, carlossainz55, and 432,054 others

landonorris you're telling me

liked by charles_leclerc

user1 omg aw

user2 awww our precious girl

user3 still not used to u dating her

landonorris posted a story

liked by charles_leclerc, yourusername, and 389,766 others

user4 charlando looking after y/n <3

charles_leclerc only if we feed her 🤔

landonorris well..... true

user5 yummm pancakes

francisca.cgomes i miss her

landonorris i told her and she literally squealed at the mention of your name..

francisca.cgomes heheheee that's my girl

landonorris and here we were, thinking she was ours

messages ->

instagram ->

yourusername posted a story

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user6 omg

user7 i am no better than a man

user8 what have they done this time

liked by yourusername

landonorris baby please we said sorry it was an accident

charles_leclerc ma belle please we're begging

francisca.cgomes posted a story

liked by charles_leclerc, yourusername, and 134,927 others

charles_leclerc she's with YOU?

landonorris return her to us this instant

francisca.cgomes idk what you're talking about 🤷‍♀️

user9 make em squirm

user10 😍

yourusername 📍 paris

liked by charles_leclerc, landonorris, and 1,043,365 others

yourusername the boys forgot about me but she never would

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francisca.cgomes i wouldnt dream of it sweetheart 😍

yourusername stop im blushing....

landonorris stop flirting where we can see it charles is distraught

yourusername so was i when i realised you'd both forgotten to include me in your travel plans

user11 LOL is she being serious😭

user12 the most beautiful wags by far

pierregasly go away back to monaco and free my girlfriend

yourusername YOUR girlfriend? huhhh i know you aint talking about my girl kika

pierregasly @.landonorris @.charles_leclerc please make her forgive you so i can live in peace

charles_leclerc you don't think we're trying 😢

francisca.cgomes try harder 😋 (or dont) (i love having her around)

user13 LOL y/n always brings the chaos to social media 😭

user14 i just know lando & charles' PR team are tired

messages ->

instagram ->

yourusername posted a story

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lilyzneimer deserved

yourusername right?!

user15 hahaha what a fun spectacle to watch unfold via instagram

carlossainz55 you guys are crazy

yourusername 😘 perhaps true

carlossainz55 no, definitely true

user16 i know this was charles' idea

charles_leclerc 📍 monaco

liked by pierregasly, yourusername, and 844,971 others

charles_leclerc time to get serious for the home race

tagged: yourusername, landonorris

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pierregasly thank god

charles_leclerc 🤨

user17 OMG THEY R SOOO CUTEEE TOGETHER

user18 im so jealous of them

yourusername get my boys on the podium!!!! 🥇

liked by charles_leclerc, landonorris

user19 she gets it

landonorris us going back to being rivals on the track: 😢

charles_leclerc my heart isnt in it, dont worry

user20 omg why is the cutest thing ever

yourusername posted a story

liked by francisca.cgomes, lilymhe, and 612,854 others

lilymhe bored much?

yourusername they are too busy and serious to entertain me. send help

lilymhe im coming to collect you immediately

francisca.cgomes they bored you into becoming an impromptu artiste?

yourusername pretty much 😂 lily said the same thing

francisca.cgomes ok good cause me too. On my way!

user21 trust y/n to supply us with the charlando content 😻

twitter ->

instagram ->

yourusername 📍 monaco

liked by lilymhe, oscarpiastri, and 1,024,736 others

yourusername congratulations to my boys on p1 and p2 🩷✨🎀🥰🌸💘🌷🩰 never been so proud in my life!!! by the way i just dropped a new song called make you mine .. this one's for my boys:))) ily all

tagged: landonorris, charles_leclerc, lilymhe

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user26 NO WARNING?????

user27 what the fuck

lilymhe i screamed tbh

alex_albon can confirm

yourusername oh stop it you guys 🤭

francisca.cgomes IIIII WANNA FEel the RUSHH

yourusername real 👀

user28 SCREAMMMMMM

user29 our chaotic queen 👸

landonorris oh my god baby

charles_leclerc no way

messages ->

instagram ->

landonorris posted a story

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user30 oh god i love these three

oscarpiastri cute

lilyzneimer love her <33

user31 sickly sweet😭

charles_leclerc posted a story

liked by landonorris, pierregasly, and 801,626 others

user32 the hand drawn hearts is too cute

user33 y/n is the luckiest girl in the world

user34 giggling and kicking my feet over them

pierregasly you guys are crazy

charles_leclerc crazy in loveee 😎😎😎

yourusername posted a story

liked by charles_leclerc, francisca.cgomes, and 974,626 others

user35 the red and orange hearts😭😭😭

user36 them all posting each other celebrating i could die rn

user37 idk who i wanna be more

francisca.cgomes my fav throuple

yourusername how many others do you know

francisca.cgomes not the point!

landonorris

liked by yourusername, charles_leclerc, and 837,907 others

landonorris live inside my mind you can see the shrine got you on my walls ..

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user38 omg🥹🥹🥹🥹

user39 omg they are sosososososo cute together i cant cope

user40 oh to be y/n y/l/n

francisca.cgomes a moment for make you mine song of the year 🙏

landonorris pinned 🧷

yourusername iktr 😎

charles_leclerc my honeys 🍯

yourusername hehe

landonorris i love you

charles_leclerc i love you ❤️

yourusername i love u sweeties

user41 the little nicknames🥹🥹🥹

user42 i'd die for them

landonorris same

THE END ❤️🧡

[verstappensrealwife]

Champagne Flows - Carlos Sainz x Bimbo!Reader

fluff.

approx. 900 words

warnings : I actually don't know if i like this so bare with me I am TIRED!

carlos sainz masterlist - here. f1 masterlist - here.

You were never quite savvy about the sport; your main role seemed to be to add a touch of glamour to race weekends and cheer on your boyfriend.

He took pleasure in parading you around, often chuckling as you listened with a clueless smile to his mechanics' attempts to enlighten you on why Carlos couldn't simply "go a bit faster."

Your wardrobe was always top-notch, albeit on the more provocative side. But Carlos adored your choice of little skirts, tight tops, towering heels, and flashy accessories. He relished treating you to something fresh and eye-catching for each race of the season, whether it was a splash of pink or a shimmering trinket.

As you wander through the F1 pitlane, the scene overwhelms you with its chaos and glamour. The paddock is a maze of flashy trailers and towering hospitality suites, each adorned with logos and brands that seem to blur together in a sea of luxury. You feel a bit lost amidst the hustle and bustle, but you keep your head high, knowing that you're here to support your boyfriend and look good while doing it.

The pitlane itself is a sensory overload, with the smell of burning rubber mixing with the deafening roar of engines being tuned to perfection. You watch as mechanics scurry about, tweaking this and adjusting that, all while your boyfriend tries to explain the intricacies of it all to you. You nod along, pretending to understand, but truth be told, it's all Greek to you.

But hey, who needs to understand the ins and outs of the sport when you look like a million bucks? You strut around in your carefully curated ensembles, each one designed to turn heads as you saunter by. Carlos may chuckle at your occasional silly questions, but he always appreciates the effort you put into your appearance.

With your love for all things pink and shiny, you fit right into the fast-paced world of Formula 1, even if your knowledge is more on the surface level. But that doesn't stop you from being his biggest supporter. You cheer him on with gusto, clapping and jumping up and down whenever he returns to the garage, regardless of whether he's in the points or not.

As the Bahrain Grand Prix unfolds, you find yourself stationed in his garage, surrounded by mechanics bustling about. When you skip over to his car and knock on his helmet for good luck, it's a gesture filled with optimism and affection.

And luck seems to be on your side this time. P3! The thrill of victory rushes through you as you dash over to embrace your boyfriend, showering him with kisses all over his face and neck. The cameras capture the moment, his smile as wide as the track itself, as you lavish him with affection.

Sure, he may not have clinched the top spot on the podium, but in that moment, he won something even more precious: you.

-

As cameras had moved on to Charles, with the taste of victory still lingering, you and Carlos revel in the afterglow of his success. His arms wrap around you, pulling you close as if he never wants to let go. Amidst the flurry of activity in the garage, the world fades away, leaving just the two of you in your own little bubble of bliss.

You feel his heartbeat against your chest, steady and strong, matching the rhythm of your own racing pulse. His eyes, alight with joy and adoration, lock onto yours, and in that shared gaze, you find a connection that transcends the roar of the engines and the glare of the cameras.

As the celebrations continue around you, you steal moments of stolen kisses and whispered promises, each one a testament to the depth of your love. You trace the contours of his face with your fingertips, committing every detail to memory, as if trying to capture this moment in time forever.

And when the champagne flows and the cheers echo through the paddock, you cling to each other like two souls bound by destiny, united in triumph and passion. For in this world of speed and competition, your love shines brightest of all, a beacon of warmth and devotion that knows no bounds.

“How about instead of going out to celebrate, we go back to the hotel, room service and movies?” He offered, you nodded more than quickly, not containing your excitement until you were finally in the car back to the hotel.

Your heart flutters at his suggestion, and you nod enthusiastically, your excitement palpable as you envision a night of indulgence and relaxation. The idea of room service and movies sounds like a dream come true, a chance to escape the chaos of race day and immerse yourself in simple pleasures.

As you settle into the plush seats of the car for the ride back to the hotel, you can hardly contain your glee. The thought of cuddling up with Carlos, of sharing laughs and whispers as you lose yourselves in the comfort of each other's arms, fills you with a sense of childlike joy. You glance over at him, your eyes wide with anticipation, your hair framing your face in a halo of innocence.

In that moment, with the promise of a cosy night ahead, everything else fades into the background, leaving just you and him, bound together by a love that transcends logic or reason. And as the car pulls away from the racetrack, you can't help but feel a sense of gratitude for this simple yet profound moment of connection, a moment that reminds you of the beauty in life's simplest pleasures.

el fin.

yuck i hate my writing GHRWHAEAIUL

[zacian117]

Promise of Sibling Love

Y/N Leclerc was Charles's biggest supporter and closest confidante. Despite their seven-year age gap, the siblings shared an unbreakable bond forged through years of shared experiences and adventures. Y/N had always admired her brother's determination and drive, and she was there for him through every high and low of his racing career.

As Charles rose through the ranks of Formula 1, Y/N remained by his side, cheering him on from the stands and offering words of encouragement before each race. She was his lucky charm, and he credited much of his success to her unwavering support.

But as the pressures of the racing world mounted, Charles found himself leaning on Y/N more than ever. She became his anchor, the one person he could always turn to for comfort and reassurance. And in return, he was fiercely protective of her, determined to shield her from the harsh realities of his demanding profession.

One summer evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and cast a golden glow over the city, Charles and Y/N sat on the balcony of their family's penthouse apartment, savoring a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos of their busy lives.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Y/N," Charles said, his voice tinged with sincerity. "You're the reason I'm able to keep pushing myself, to never give up, no matter what."

Y/N smiled softly, her eyes reflecting the warmth of the fading sunlight. "And you're the reason I believe in magic, Charles," she replied. "Watching you chase your dreams, overcome obstacles, it's like witnessing a miracle unfold before my eyes every single day."

Their conversation was interrupted by the distant sound of fireworks exploding in the night sky, illuminating the darkness with bursts of color and light. Charles reached out and took Y/N's hand in his, holding it tightly as they watched the spectacle together.

"Promise me we'll always be there for each other, no matter what," Charles said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N nodded, her heart overflowing with love for her brother. "I promise, Charles. Always and forever."

And as they sat together, gazing out at the glittering skyline of Monte Carlo, they knew that no matter where life took them, they would always have each other—a bond stronger than any race, more enduring than any victory. For Charles and Y/N Leclerc, sibling love was the truest treasure of all.

[formulapai]

PADDOCK ADVENTURE

part of the pierre gasly x leclerc! reader series🧡

scenario: you always bring trouble to the paddock, the drivers love it, your brother and your boyfriend do not.

warning: curse words

pai’s words: sadly never lived the ✨paddock life✨ so I’m basing it on what I’ve read and what I know 🫶

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“Hors de question.” (There’s no way)

Charles’ voice is firm, leaving no room for arguments. Well, no room for anyone except his oh-so-stubborn sister.

“Je t’ai pas demandé ton avis.” (I didn’t ask for you opinion)

Her brother frowns and considers the options he has, either agree to bring her to the paddock with him and watch chaos unfold or disagree but knowing she’ll come with Pierre anyway. She’s not able to go often, too busy with her studies to come and watch the races, and he misses her every time she’s not there. At the same time, he knows she loves to create chaos wherever she goes and her close relationship with the other drivers in the grid makes it much more easier. Pierre is just there for the ride, enjoying seeing the paddock in shambles until he’s hit right in the face with what she’s created.

“Tu me promets de pas faire comme la derniere fois?” (Promise you won’t do what you did last time?)

Océane snorts, proudly puffing her chest. Ah yes, last time, Zandvoort.

“Je sais pas, Danny a trouvé sa super drôle pourtant” (I don’t know, Danny’s found it really funny though)

Her boyfriend finally releases the deep laughs he’s been trying to hide, doubling over as he sees his best friend’s glare. The two of them together are bad for Charles’ mental health.

In the end, she comes to the paddock with Charles, rocking an all-red outfit that her lover is going to absolutely hate, excitedly squirming at the prospect of seeing everyone again. The first one she sees after she abandons her brother at the garage is Lewis, looking majestic as ever as he scrolls through the place with Roscoe.

“Roscoe ! The one I’ve been dying to see !”

The dog rushes to her and happily stomps around, his back begging for some scratches. Lewis chuckles as he joins the two of them, capturing the Monégasque in a quick side hug before he pockets his phone.

“Didn’t know you’ll be there, little one”

Océane smiles brightly, telling her favorite driver all about her exams, how she managed to have the earlier, how uni is going, gossips and random things that has happened to her. As they’re deep in the conversation, Alex, George and Logan join them, excitedly greeting the woman and listening to the end of her story.

“Pierre’s let you walk out of his car like that ?”

George mentions her red attire, prompting her to do a swirl as she shows off her brother’s colors and putting a smile on everyone’s face.

“Oh actually, I came with Charles!”

Alex startles a laugh, war flashbacks making their way in his brain. The last time you rode with him was the prelude of a chaotic weekend remembered by all, that one interview of her exposing everyone’s dirty secrets still engraved in everyone’s mind. Soon enough, they’re joined by the two Ferrari drivers, her McLaren besties and Lance. She can see people taking pictures and she can only imagine what they look like, Océane standing in the middle of them all, face full of mischief as they laugh at whatever she’s saying. Her brother stands close to her, his protective stance pretty obvious as it always is whenever she’s out in public, although she loves the attention and probably doesn’t need any comfort.

“But then she basically told me to fuck off and ran straight into the glass door I was trying to warn her about !”

Laughter fills the paddock as she animatedly recalls her last trip to Paris, always a bit theatrical whenever she tells a story, something everyone loves about her. Pierre is at her side, their shoulders touching, and he’s admiring her with such adoration that it feels almost too intimate for the other drivers. He’s not a fan of her red attire, he’s rather have her with a matching blue and pink outfit, or nothing at all, but it’s not an option so he settles with staring at her, paying close attention the the anecdotes he’s already heard many times. He doesn’t do this for long as they’re soon called to do random duties, Océane content with following the two French drivers back to the garage, sneaking a middle finger to Charles who’s sporting a betrayed look as Carlos snickers. Pierre opens his driver’s room so she can settle in, leaving her with a lingering kiss and a promise to take her out to dinner tonight, no matter the race results.

She’s quite happy with laying in the couch and scrolling on various social medias for a few minutes, maybe even hours yet she’s not quite sure, until she becomes too fidgety and feels the need to move again, to explore again. The French woman rummages through her boyfriend’s bag and takes an Alpine shirt out, swiftly putting it on before making sure everything’s in order as she leaves the room, sneaking outside the garage. Océane doesn’t really know where she’s going, happily strolling and stopping to talk with whoever she’s meeting, taking some pictures as well. It’s not until she’s in front of the McLaren garage that she decides she wants to stop for a coffee and invites herself into the hospitality, waving and smiling at some familiar faces. She’s not really supposed to be there, not without a team member at least, yet no one is bothering her as she orders her usual coffee and sits in a corner, quietly taking the view and atmosphere of it all.

“Oh wow, you’re stealing our food now?”

Her head whips towards the familiar voice, a grinning Lando watching her with his arms crossed before he takes a seat opposite her. They sadly can’t see each other much but Océane still considers him as one of her best friend, the Brit becoming a big part of her life quickly. If she believes in soulmates, he’s her platonic one, as much as Alex begs to differ.

“Yeah, your coffee is much better than Alpine’s.”

Lando chuckles and sips his water, staying with her for as long as he’s allowed to and seeing her off, letting her go back to her stroll. It’s always a pleasure to have her around, even when it’s just them streaming together and doing questionable stuff online. She’s his backbone through it all and he’s thankful they were introduced to each other early in his life. Océane is still happily hopping around, getting close to the Ferrari garage and spotting Carlos with his girlfriend talking together. She hesitates between going to them and potentially interrupting an important conversation or searching for her brothers inside the garage or around it, the choice soon made when Isabel calls her over. The two women are close friends, always hanging out together when they could despite Isa being busy with her job.

“-Hola a todos ! (Hello everyone)

-Hola cariño!” (Hello my sweet)

Even as Carlos and Charles do not really get along, the Spaniard has a special place in his heart for the woman, amused at seeing his girlfriend and her nearly squealing as they hug each other. She’s a force to be reckoned with, a big bright ball of positivity and a strong mind, stubborn but fair. Everyone around here feels the same way, frankly, as she’s been around the paddock ever since her young age, already outgoing and talkative then.

“Anyway, I have to get going ! Hasta pronto amigos !” (See you later friends)

Arthur and Lorenzo are waiting for her inside the garage, both grimacing at her shirt as she speeds towards them, her golden retriever energy doubled thanks to her coffee consumption.

“-Mais qu’est ce que tu portes, Océ? (What are you wearing, Océ?)

-Oh ça va, j’ai tout le reste en rouge, je peux au moins porter un t-shirt Alpine.. (Cmon, everything else I’m wearing is red, I can at least wear an Alpine shirt)

-C’est bien ça le soucis, le rouge avec le bleu et rose ? C’est hideux. (That’s the problem, red with blue and pink ? That’s hideous)

-Ah oui, j’avais oublié que t’étais une icône de la mode. Avec ton pull moche là. (Ah yes, I’ve forgotten you were a fashion icon. You and your ugly sweater.)

-Eh ! C’est un cadeau de fan je te signale ! (Hey ! It’s a fan gift !)

-Ça n’excuse rien ! Donc je veux pas t’entendre sur mes choix vestimentaires.” (Doesn’t change anything ! So I don’t want to hear you talk about my clothing choices.)

They continue to squabble in front of their big brother, attracting attention from engineers and workers around, already used to the twins being menaces.

“Océ, le choix de couleurs te va étrangement bien, Arthur, ton pull est très bien. Vous pouvez arrêter de vous chamailler maintenant, bande de gosses. (Océ, the mix of colors strangely suits you, Arthur, your sweater is fine. You can stop bickering, kids)

-C’est elle qui a commencé, Enzo ! (She’s the one who started it, Enzo!)

-Hein ? Non mais t’as bien vu que c’était lui ! Quel mytho celui-là.” (What ? You saw it was him ! What a liar.)

The oldest of the three sighs and focuses on the preparation around his brother, getting him ready for the race starting in less than one hour. Arthur raced in the morning, ending up having to retire because of a brake problem, having started from P20. Charles is starting P6 because of a penalty, yet he’s confident in his abilities to get back on the podium. Despite Océane still arguing with Arthur, Lorenzo knows it’s her way of taking his mind off the race and the complicated weekend, both quali and sprint underwhelming, although none of it was technically his fault. Her brothers could end up being the worst drivers known to Earth, she’d still be the proudest sister. As the race comes closer, she sends a message to her boyfriend, taking the opportunity to answer the ones he’s sent her to know where she was. Whoops.

(you’re out causing mischief, I can feel it lmao

have fun my love, stay safe

just saw photos, you’re the prettiest with my colors

yeah of course, don’t answer me

we can see you on the big screen, stop bothering Arthur

I love you

eheh whoops didn’t see

good luck for your race, im sure you’ll nail it, as usual

I love you, see you after the race, go get a podium champ)

Eyes fixed on the big screen in front of them, the siblings watch as Charles fight his way for the podium, ending at the same place he began, P6. He did a great race, really great even, driving his monospace with precision and trained hands, and the cheers are deafening as he gets out of his car, sharing a quick hug with his teammate. Pierre ends up right behind him in P7 and his girlfriend shoots him congratulatory messages as she waits for Charles to be available enough so she can come and hug him. A garage is always busy, even more so right after a race, the buzzing atmosphere almost making her dizzy as she listens to her two brothers analyzing the race with a renewed cheerfulness.

It’s not until late after the media duties and whatsoever that she can join Pierre, letting him twirl her in his arms as he peppers her face with sweet kisses, thanking her for her support as she’s still rocking his shirt. The dinner between the two of them ends up being a dinner with the brothers, too, in a casual restaurant they all like in the heart of Monaco. While dining, Océane posts her race dump on Instagram, snapping a photo of her brothers and her boyfriend laughing together around the table as her final slide.

“-Une course sans qu’Océ aille nous balancer aux médias, le rêve absolu quoi. (A race without Océ ratting us to the media, an absolute dream)

-Arrête avec ça sinon je fais demi-tour et je raconte la soirée de Jeudi au premier journaliste que je croise.” (Stop it or I’ll go back there and tell the first journalist I see what happened Thursday night)

Pierre chuckles at Charles’ face and squeezes his girlfriend’s thigh, stroking the skin with his thumb as he gets caught up in a conversation with Lorenzo. They’ll celebrate tomorrow, he’s quite content to spend a calm night with people he likes, as much as he loves his parties.

[podiumprincess]

Driven By Love 🏎️ ❤️‍🔥

TW: Mentions of a crash

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Side note; this is my first time writing an imagine!!! If you have any requests please send them my way <3 

Once upon a time in the glamorous world of Formula One, where speed and adrenaline ruled, there lived a talented and passionate young driver named Charles Leclerc. He possessed an unwavering determination to conquer the race tracks, but there was something else that fueled his fire—a love story that captured the hearts of many.

Charles was deeply in love with a remarkable woman named Y/N. She was his rock, his guiding light amidst the chaos of the racing world. Y/N understood the risks involved in Charles' profession, but she never let fear overshadow their love.

The scene was set in Monaco, a race that held a special place in Charles' heart. It was his home race, and the grandstands were filled with his loyal supporters. The weather gods, however, had a different plan in store. Dark clouds loomed overhead, and raindrops began to fall, transforming the picturesque streets into a treacherous battleground.

As the race commenced, Charles, focused and determined, weaved his way through the challenging circuit. The rain intensified, adding an extra layer of danger. The slick track surface tested the limits of even the most skilled drivers. In a heart-stopping moment, Charles lost control of his car, spinning wildly before crashing into the barriers.

Y/N, watching from the pit lane, gasped in horror as the crash unfolded before her eyes. Panic gripped her heart, and her hands trembled as she reached for the team radio.

Y/N (anxiously): "Charles, are you okay? Please, say something!"

Amidst the chaos and concern, a familiar voice broke through the static.

Charles (whispering): "Y/N... Y/N, are you there? I need to hear your voice."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she choked back sobs.

Y/N (tearfully): "Charles! Oh, thank goodness you're alive. I was so scared. Are you hurt?"

Charles (determined): "I'm shaken, but I'm okay, my love. Just hearing your voice gives me strength. Please, stay with me. I need you now more than ever."

The team radio crackled once more, but this time it was Charles' team manager.

Team Manager: "Charles, we're sending help. Stay calm and wait for the medical team."

Charles, though battered and bruised, clung to the sound of Y/N's voice. Her unwavering support and love propelled him forward, even in the darkest of moments.

Y/N (reassuringly): "Charles, remember who you are. You're a fighter, a champion. You'll get through this. I believe in you."

As Charles awaited medical assistance, the rain continued to pour, but his heart was filled with warmth. Y/N's words, a symphony of love and encouragement, resonated within him, giving him the strength to keep pushing forward.

The medical team arrived swiftly, attending to Charles' injuries and preparing him for transport. Y/N watched with bated breath, her heart aching to hold him close once more.

Days later, after a successful recovery, Charles stood atop the podium, holding the winner's trophy. The crowd erupted in cheers, but his gaze was fixated on one person—the love of his life, Y/N. With tears of joy streaming down their faces, they embraced, celebrating not only the victory on the track but also the enduring power of their love.

In the world of Formula One, where speed and danger intertwined, Charles and Y/N's love story became a testament to the strength found within the human heart. They showed that love, in its purest form, could inspire greatness, overcome adversity, and drive us to reach unimaginable heights. And so, their story became etched in the annals of racing history, forever known as the love story that drove Charles Leclerc to victory.

[theemporium]

ok but québécois french and French French and monegasque French is all a bit different, the big difference bt canadian French and France French so the idea of Lance teaching you slang and Quebec French and Charles is like “??? Ok but ur pretty so I’m going to nod and pretend I understand”

I KNOW AND THATS WHAT MAKES IT SO MUCH FUNNIER

everyone’s watching this shit show unfold. lance is teaching you slang and pronunciations that charles doesn’t understand. you’re downloading duolingo under the table in hopes it helps. someone recommends google translate but that gets thrown out the window when lance swears it translated your sentence completely wrong

it’s just absolute fucking chaos😭

[numberoneanika]

The Whit Culprit Theory

Hello everyone and welcome back to Anika Theories Based Off Little to Nothing except this time i actually have things. This is basically just me explaining to @accirax the Whit culprit theory. Spoilers for Chapter 2 Episode 11.

The Evidence 

We’re gonna start off by saying that the time of death is actually this morning. 

The jugs in the trash could be used to keep water around and stored in the minifridge in the gym, thus making the murder able to be committed during nighttime.

The marks on Arei’s wrists look too new to be made last night. They would’ve faded away by now if they were made last night.

Her body was also still moving when we found it, implying it was hanged recently. 

Charles’s rebuttal crosses through “time of death”. 

This then makes everyone who had an alibi for that time period suspicious. Granted, you could argue that the people without alibis were planning to have one but got caught up, but going through, Levi was doing his laundry which he could’ve simply left at any time, Ace was working out which he again could’ve left, Nico was wandering around, Rose was sleeping, and David was in the relaxation room. Any of these could’ve just watched a movie with Veronika or hung out with Eden and Hu, and yet they didn’t.

Side note: if you want to say they used the evening to prepare for next morning, they could’ve simply prepared an hour or so after nighttime, as getting the fish and clothes takes barely ten minutes. In any case, having an alibi would benefit them, and it doesn’t make much sense for them to not have an alibi for the fake time of death.

By the way, I probably won’t be making a whole entire murder theory on how it happened, cause this doc is really long already. Maybe later.

So, the people with alibis are Whit, Charles, J, Arturo, Eden, Hu, Teruko, and Veronika. We can obviously rule out Teruko and Charles, so this leaves us with Whit, J, Arturo, Eden, Hu, and Veronika. Let’s do some process of elimination. We know Arei’s death was initially framed as a sewerslide, from the cause of death, so the culprit had to see the rope being put in storage and know, at the very least, about the people who sent Arei ropes.

Veronika wouldn’t want to kill, as she wants to stick around and see the chaos unfold. She also defended Arturo and went on a very creepy tangent. While she was in the cafeteria to hear Arei’s hanging line, she didn’t seem to have any reaction to it. And knowing Veronika, she would’ve thrown away everything to hear about this backstory, so I think I can rule her out.

Hu wasn’t even there to see Arei’s rope getting put in storage, and she didn’t hear Arei’s line about being told to ykw. She got a new outfit, so the creator had to redraw every single one of her sprites - for one singular chapter? Seems unlikely. 

For J I have some of the same reasoning as Veronika. She was busy fighting with Arturo, and she didn’t seem to have any reaction to the hanging line - and if she had heard it, she would DEFINITELY have a reaction. She doesn’t have a motive to kill Arei, either, so I don’t think she did this. 

This leaves us with Arturo, Whit, and Eden. Arturo was so focused on J, he wouldn’t notice anybody else unless they butted in to his conversation (like Eden), and he doesn’t really have a motive? If he wanted to protect his secret, he’d have to kill Eden too. He’s also way too antagonistic to just kill off now. Also don’t see why he’d make a note in direct reference to his secret. 

Eden. I’m not even going to try and argue against her, you guys already have a theory that is like twenty freakin acts but I still don’t think it’s her for reasons

Anyway, what we’re here for is Whit. He wasn’t breaking up any fights or in a fight, and was presumably just watching Charles make cucumber flowers. It’s not out of the question to think he might’ve heard that line.

I’d also like to bring up how involved Whit is in this chapter for so far seeming irrelevant? It’s like a little circle. Whit sends David to the relaxation room where he meets up with Arei*, Whit has David’s secret, David knows Arei’s secret, Arei knows David’s secret by looking over Whit’s shoulder… and you’re telling me Whit is just A Guy in this chapter?

*Side note: This is also a major reason for suspecting him. If you want to argue that Whit couldn’t have known Arei and Ace would be there, he didn’t really need to? David being in the relaxation room, a place directly opposite from the playground, could easily frame him, and connect him to the fish. Though it’s possible that since Arei was looking for David, Whit told her where David was.

He also wouldn’t feel bad framing David, compared to someone like Hu, because of a lot of factors-

He knows David’s secret is that he’s a master manipulator

He saw David lie about his secret in front of everyone

He saw David suggest a plan that was most likely dangerous and could get someone killed.

His intuition.

Take a look at this screenshot from Chapter 1, Episode 8 (i think) when Whit is defending Charles.

From the screenshot, it can be inferred that Whit knows when people are acting. That means Whit knew from the start that David’s whole optimistic persona was fake. Combined with David lying about his secret and making a dangerous plan, Whit could, guilt-free, frame David, knowing that it would be likely that he would break down and reveal his true colors when accused, only serving to incriminate him further.

There’s also the fact that he was literally in the room when Teruko and Hu got their new outfits, so he would know where the clothes were. Also, his redesign had three changes, and you can’t even see one of them unless you’re looking at his full-body sprites, so it doesn’t make him less suspicious in the way it makes Hu less suspicious.

His special weapon is stationary, which includes fancy pens and stuff, which could help him make the note and disguise his handwriting.

He also willingly helped construct the note with the fake time of death, and unlike Rose, this benefits him. He was also the one telling Charles to ‘relax’ during the investigation.

There's also that godforsaken hanging line right before we find the body. I'm not going to say this is evidence, necessarily, but it's possible that this was a Freudian slip (when you say something that gives away what you're thinking).

And now you may be thinking, "Didn't he literally discover the body? The BDA went off, it couldn't be him!" And to this, I want to direct your attention to one of the rules -

I could've sworn one of the rules was "rules can be waived in the case of murder" but it seems that's only for property damage. I think.

This relates to the complicated murder system. Why did the culprit go to such lengths to make a pulley system instead of just hanging her normally?

One answer is to use this rule. Technically, if they are looking away when the murder happens, then they don't count as someone who witnessed the body. Also, I don't know why he didn't want to check in the playground, considering he wasn't that close to Arei, unless he was scared the BDA wouldn't ring.

Another answer is that someone else discovered the body first. And who would be the most likely to do that? David Chiem, who's already trying to kill us all. Not to mention, he tried to stop MonoTV from revealing the secrets because Arei was missing.

Considering he probably isn't the culprit, it seems like he already knew someone was dead.

Another option that ties into this is that they weren't strong enough to pick her up just like that. There are also marks near the swingset, which could be marks of dragging Arei's body. And, if we take a look at the strength chart...

Whit (along with many others, of course) is near the bottom, so he would need this pulley system.

In conclusion, a lot of this evidence seems to point to him, but there's more to talk about.

Whit’s Motive

You may argue that Whit has no motive and that he readily confessed his secret. However, remember that Rose didn’t see her slip of paper, and she knows neither the owner or the contents.

After this, David, Arturo, and Hu all say a couple sentences (you can check for yourself), and only *after* this…

Take a note of the wording here. He doesn’t say the contents of the secret - just that the secret Rose has is his. 

Also note the only two people left after Hu are J and Eden, and their secrets were already revealed. (Also, if Whit listened to the Arturo-Eden confrontation, he would know the secret Eden received as well.)

Remember that this is before MonoTV puts up its own board, and the logic it leads by is…

What you all agree on, not what is correct. This is the logic many people use to say David lied about the secret he received, but who’s to say it doesn’t apply to Whit as well?

It’s a little strange how Whit jumped on Rose’s secret, seeing how he was saying he led such a normal life before and didn’t know what his secret was, but let’s give him the benefit of the doubt for now. (Not to mention, if he was “omitting the truth”, as the secret says, it seems unlikely that he’d just change his mind all of a sudden and confess it so casually.)

Let’s do a little logic here. Whit, Eden, and Rose were all putting the note together, and never got to see the secret board, no? Rose wouldn’t be able to tell him - or anyone - because she didn’t see who had the secret. The only way he could know his secret was if he found the paper slip, but that’s also impossible - last evening he said he still didn’t know, and even if he had found out this morning somehow, he would’ve confessed it on his turn or Rose’s, more likely than not.

Granted, there is a hole in this logic. Before MonoTV’s board is revealed, J (who was guarding the crime scene) remarks that “hang on, was one of those secrets about murder? One of you was a murderer before this killing game?” and Charles remarks “some of these secrets seem to be about sewerslide,” so that. Might be a hole. I still think it’s rather suspicious that they specifically made Whit the only one who confirms his own secret - if they just wanted to give it to them, why did they make Rose not look at it?

There’s also a rather big deal made out of the fact that Whit “doesn’t know what his secret is” and him asking for someone to reveal it. 

Let’s go off-track for a bit - if we assume Whit doesn’t have the dead mother secret, then that leaves the murderer secret (that Arei received), s///h secret (that Hu received), hopeless child secret, (that Veronika received), and cause of the killing game (that David received). His wrists are fully visible, so I don’t think he has the s///h one (apologies if this is insensitive). If this was a Whit mastermind theory, I’d say killing game, but it’s not. The hopeless child… I mean, maybe? There was that thing Hu said that was “you can’t tell how someone feels just by looking at them”.

For this theory, let’s assume Whit has the murderer secret**. I know it seems pretty obvious that Levi has it, but there have been more than a couple times they’ve faked us out with a seemingly obvious secret, and considering the victim was Arei, it does seem the most likely.

**If you want to argue there’s too much evidence for Whit having the dead mother theory, it’s entirely possible that the person Whit killed was his mother, for one reason or another. There’s plenty of theories that say Whit’s mother wasn’t the best person. Also, this entire motive section is mostly speculation, if we’re being honest, and it’s possible Whit does have the dead mother secret and the motive for killing Arei is something else entirely, but I’m trying to make a more convincing motive.

Now, you might have a rebuttal - Arei received the murderer secret. Wouldn’t she have called him out on it? 

And to this, I say - remember, this is Arei before her redemption, before David gives her a speech. She’d take the chance to blackmail Whit easily, just like how she was planning to blackmail David before the speech. And remember, Whit went off with Charles a little bit later after that, so she wouldn’t have a chance to get him alone, and so she went to confront David instead.

During the Trial

Now, you may be asking, “Didn’t Whit deflect the topic when the note was brought up? Why would he do that?”

There’s an old argument I made that is still relevant, which is that “It comes down to Teruko's nature. She's distrusting, blunt, and won't leave any issue that could help solve the murder alone. If Whit was the culprit, he could safely assume that Teruko would eventually get the note out of Eden, so he could derail the topic while knowing it would eventually come up and make his "alibi" and look less suspicious at the same time.” However, I also have new reasoning. What does Whit deflect the topic to?

That’s right - alibis. And this directly leads Teruko to conclude that the murder happened before nighttime thanks to the fish. Whit laid out the groundwork for this fake time of death, along with

He was also trying to ‘help’ by asking out for any accomplices, and also really wanted to keep talking about accomplices for some reason?

Which… strange?? Really strange?? Why do you wanna talk about it so much??

He also didn’t agree with Teruko about sharing the secrets, suggesting that she simply solve the murder without them.

There aren’t any particularly suspicious moments in episode 10, but boy oh boy do I have content for episode 11.

(Apologies if some of these screenshots are low-quality, I took them on my phone) We know Whit delayed revealing David's secret, but once Charles backed Ace's testimony up, he was quick to withdraw. Not to mention, the wording here puts him in a good light - according to him, he was only trying to "protect David's career" and deeefinetely not trying to drag out suspicion towards David. Deeefintely not.

When David goes on a tangent about how Arei meant nothing in his or the others lives and that they shouldn't care that she's dead, here's Whit's reaction.

David goes on a tangent on how Arei meant nothing really and he's just like "oh yeah this lines up with what I know about him and they're DEFINITELY gonna vote for him now"

He doesn't have a terribly large reaction to David's reveal, and that could be because he knew it would happen (again, thanks to his intuition). If he wanted to frame David, everything is going as it should.

The Godforsaken Tape

In episode 2, we learn that Whit is a light sleeper.

So, knowing this… How did he not wake up when Ace was banging on the door and yelling??? I sincerely believe he would not have just brushed off someone yelling outside, and yet the only new person who shows up is Levi. 

To answer this, I also want to bring up another thing that happens. When Teruko goes to find her new clothes, Eden says this before she realizes it’s Teruko:

Someone has been following Eden, according to her. And it’s a really weird thing to make up on the spot, to be honest, so I think she’s telling the truth.

So, naturally, I’m suspecting Whit for this because it seems like he wasn’t in his room. And after I Hashtag Researched, I found this:

That’s right, ladies and gentlemen (and others) - Whit can canonically sneak up on people, just like Eden. You can’t see it in this screenshot, but you can check it out for yourself - he just pops up out of nowhere. Boo. Hi. (To be clear, I don’t think Whit tried to kill Ace - I’m sure that was Nico.)

The freaking tape, man - I don't even know. It seems like a very inconsequential detail, hidden behind a textbox, not even in the background where you can see it. But let's consider it for a second - Teruko would certainly notice either Eden or Ace picking up the tape, though I suppose Ace might be a little less suspicious if he grabbed it right while getting up. Eden, I think she would definitely notice, because Teruko already doesn't really trust her terribly, and Teruko is very attentive anyway. Rather, I think it's possible that Ace might've kicked it behind something when getting up (I didn't come up with this, but I don't remember who did) and MonoTV, while cleaning up, simply put it in storage. 

Other option - if you're bleeding at the neck, on the verge of collapsing, and your only goal is killing the person who tried to kill you, are you really gonna notice someone quietly slipping the tape out of your hand and/or into the trash for later? Also, knowing MonoTV, it probably wouldn’t object if someone was just like “sooo heyyy you got any tape in there can i have it please haha” so Whit could’ve easily acquired the needed tape.

Conclusion

So, that’s why I think Whit is a really likely person to be the culprit this chapter, though there definitely is space for to me to be wrong. Imagine Whit is just on our side during the scrum debate and boom entire theory in the trash. That'd be funny. There’s probably more I could say, but I don’t have the energy to, so if you find any weak points or anything to talk about, feel free to let me know. Thanks.

[lavender-bea]

Charles and Logan watching the chaos unfold in the champagne bar like

[safetycar-restart]

I’m gonna be writing in about three hours or so, however for some reason my mind is overwhelmed with angst thoughts so I’m gonna share them now and watch chaos unfold:

- poly!piarles but Charles thinks he’s taking too much of your time because he enjoys constant submission with you and not with Pierre so he tries to hold off and give you more time with Pierre but ends up in subdrop

- poly!Mick/Toto in the beginning of the relationship where you’re still letting Lewis Dom George and Mick with you and Toto realises he can’t stand the thought of you domming with someone else

- sub!charles sitting on the balcony crying because you should have arrived home an hour ago and you forgot to text him that you were running late and now he thinks his mommy isn’t coming home

- sub!max wearing panties for you once and realising he wants to wax to be prettier so he gets waxed but then he gets scared he’s not masculine enough anymore so he doesn’t want to show you

- house husband!Carlos where you have some colleagues over for dinner and they all look down on Carlos

- sugar baby!Mick or sugar baby!charles where you take them to an event and they get cornered by someone you’re trying to do a business deal with and the person said that if they agree to a night with them, then they’ll agree to the contract you’ve been working on

- PA!charles accidentally booking two meetings at the same time just after you two finally get together

- sub!Yuki in the d/s au not being able to get into subspace now that he can’t scene with Pierre anymore

- sub!charles in the d/s au where you’ve collared him finally but then Ferrari announce all team members have to be wear collars specially sanctioned by Ferrari if they want to wear a collar so Charles can’t wear the one you chose for him

Alright I think that’s enough chaos. I’ll be back in about three hours!

(Also I’m adding an angst tag which will be ‘angst angst vibes’ to match ‘soft soft vibes’)

[lady-charinette]

The Beast in Her Home - Chapter 16

I’m BACK! I’m really excited to show you guys this chapter, hope you like it! (she says while writing a chapter full of pain). Comments and kudos are always appreciated :3

AO3

WARNING: This chapter may disturb some readers, caution is advised.

Content: police brutality, graphic descriptions of violence, ACAB discourse, injuries, misuse of power.

Chapter 16:

“There is no greater tyranny than that which is perpetrated under the shield of the law and in the name of justice. (Cambridge University Press, September 29, 1989)”

― Charles-Louis de Secondat, baron de la Brède et de Montesquieu, The Spirit of the Laws

Flickering lights of red and blue filled the screen, unsteady camera movements, people running and screaming. News reporters, civilians, cops. An ambulance. Chat Noir rushed to turn the volume up.

Breaking news titles filled the lower portion of the screen.

‘Minor hospitalized due to adverse effect of police arrest.’

‘Police arrest minor who suffers injury while resisting arrest.’

‘Six police officers surround violent criminal, criminal wounds himself during arrest.’

When desperate clicks on the remote finally revealed the sounds accompanying the chaos on TV, even the officers at the table stood up to witness the unfolding scenes.

A group of no less than six men in dark blue police uniforms, their badges displayed proudly on their breast pockets, their body cameras perched on their shoulders. And right there beneath their feet, a person.

No, not a person.

A child.

The unknown child, a still growing teenager, pinned by the cops reminded Chat Noir of Nino, the baseball cap turned in the wrong way, sitting low on his face, or the side of his face that was shown.

Chat Noir could hear his screams through the TV. “Stop! STOP! I-I’m unarmed! Stop! I-argh!!” One police officer’s knee pushed down harder on the boy’s shoulder blade, cutting his words off.

“We told you to keep quiet, boy! You’re under arrest!”

“I- huff – I said I won’t resist! Get- get off me! Please! Get off! Get OFF!” the teen struggled visibly, but the six cops surrounding him were too strong. It wasn’t until he heaved himself upwards that the camera managed to capture a clearer shot of his face.

He wasn’t a kitten, he wasn’t Chat Noirs kitten, but he was still a child.

Chat Noir dug his fingers into the soft texture of the couch, the furniture creaking in protest at the harsh treatment. His other hand held onto the remote for dear life.

The civilians circling the fray like a pack of cautious deer all had their phones out, recording the forceful arrest and sharing it on social media.

Chat Noir gripped the remote harder, the screws and hard plastic squeaking against each-other. He shot upwards like an arrow, moving to stand in front of the TV, both officers behind him on edge at his sudden movements.

“No.” Chat Noir’s voice came out broken, eyes glued to the screen, to the beaten-up teenager. A cop kicked at his head while another one held his thrashing body down. Screams of profanities were thrown around, their voices so loud it distorted their words.

Chat’s heaving was loud in the living room, the stillness in the air only making his nerves light on fire that much more. His body reacted to it, to the boy getting beaten by the police like he had been beaten. To the crowd only able to watch in horror and disgust at what was happening before their eyes.

Chat gripped his chest, nails digging into his shirt, his heart thumping so loudly against his ribcage he could feel it in his throat.

Just who the hell did those cops think they arrested? He was nothing but a child! Why couldn’t they have given him a slap on the wrist for whatever shit he pulled?!

More shouting. The news anchor tried to vocally overpower the loud chaos.

“It seems like this latest arrest was approved by Col. Couffaine of the Dupont Police Force in Bourgeoise Street. Either the Colonel or the precinct have yet to offer an official statement regarding the details of this arrest, follow us for the rest of the recorded footage. Viewer discretion is advised for depictions of violence against a minor.”

Chat Noir’s eyes widened when he saw one of the cops obviously losing his patience. If the footage hadn’t been slowed, he could’ve missed it. The cop had been fingering the handle of his baton while the boy struggled against the man that had previously kicked his head, until he finally grabbed it and swung at the teenager’s head.

A loud whack, a shrill, painful cry released from the depths of boy's stomach.

And then, silence.  

“He killed him!!”

“A cop killed a kid!”

“That guy was innocent! What do you think you’re doing?!”

“We’re recording all of this!”

“Hey, hey, he’s still moving! Hey you ambulance guys, grab him quick before the cops kill him! Hey!”

When the camera moved to the paramedics called on the scene, for what reason Chat Noir couldn’t know, they visibly hesitated approaching the still volatile situation. One senior paramedic approached the officer in charge and stated they had to treat the victim immediately for fear of a cerebral concussion and internal bleeding.

The officer in charge hesitated, before waving his men off in the same minute the boy beneath them ceased to struggle.

Ceased to move at all.

Chat Noir shivered at the icy hot pin prick of needles shooting up and down his arms and legs. His stomach felt like it was eating itself alive, the acid burning away all his organs to nothing, but even that fabricated pain was nothing in comparison to the hole in his chest when the boy stopped breathing.

“No…” nails dug deeply into his palms, fire burned through his body, but Chat didn’t care, he cared about the boy brutally arrested, now unmoving on the dirty street, hundreds of phones and cameras surrounding him and nobody to call for help, for protection.   

Finally, the paramedics rushed towards him, two checking his vital signs and trying to stabilize him with another one wheeled out the collapsible bed.

The officers which had previously beaten on him stood off to the side, two obviously fighting off smiles while their superior scanned the crowd to determine the mood.

It had gotten quiet, too quiet.

If it weren’t for the police sirens and the sounds of paramedics shouting instructions, one might’ve heard a pin drop.

Then, one of the police officers spoke. “Can’t blame us, if the kid hadn’t been under the influence, none of this would’ve happened. His parents should’ve taught him better than that.”

A scream.

A phone thrown into the officer’s face.

Chaos.

Chat Noir briefly registered officer Tweedledee and Tweedledum standing now next to him, both sporting very grim and visibly disgusted expressions on their faces.

In some small part inside of him, a coherent part of him, Chat felt slightly comforted by the fact that these guys didn’t seem to approve or like the actions of their fellow policemen, but a much bigger part of himself told him how little that mattered.

How little the opinions of the few mattered in the control of the many.

The crowd had erupted, almost like somebody had lighted them on fire. The person that had thrown the phone at one of the officer’s heads was the first to physically close the distance between himself and the officer before getting tased and thrown to the ground.

The people that followed all tried to physically stop the policemen from harming the civilian, some were throwing food or pieces of trash at them and Chat Noir couldn’t help but briefly admire the symbolism.

Throwing trash at trash.

Reinforcements had arrived to seal off the perimeter and control the wayward crowd, the reporters and media had frantically tried to capture the moments with dramatic, purposefully provocative commentary.

Chat Noir felt his own ire rise even further and he couldn’t help but poise the question he had been biting his tongue on ever since he got here: “Tell me officers, is this the police force you envisioned to protect innocent people from bad guys like me?”

For once, neither Kim nor Ivan had an answer.

-

“Mr. Couffaine!”

“Colonel!!”

“Is it true you approved the arrest of 15-year-old Lebrone Kent?”

“Lebron is currently in the hospital due to the actions of your police officers, h

“Col. Couffaine, we’re from the Daily News, when will you issue your statement?!”

The precinct was in uproar, the once spacious halls and office rooms filled with reporters and cops trying to control the media. Even Alya looked overwhelmed as her colleagues and rivals from other news outlets strong armed their way to the front.

Luka was still in his office behind closed doors and shut blinds, Marinette stared at his back as her dear friend and superior fixed his uniform.

The air was suffocating.

“Luka.” Her voice was quiet, her emotions still running high. “Did you approve the arrest for that boy? Is it true what the media said?”

When he didn’t answer, Marinette’s fear shifted into ire. “Well? How can you authorize the arrest without knowing for certain the boy was guilty? His mother is crying on the street because she doesn’t know if he’ll make it! Why did Carlson and Frederique have to be so rough on him? Was any of that necessary? Answer me, Luka!”

By the sudden rigidness of his shoulders, Marinette knew she’d stepped over a line.

A line she would cross again if it meant getting coherent answers.

Luka turned slowly, dressed in his formal uniform, his badges and medals of honor displayed proudly, his hat gripped in his hands at his sides.

The gaze he fixed her with could’ve set fire to the rain. “Let me make one thing clear, Lieut. Dupain-Cheng.” He took two long strides to stand directly in front of her, his normally kind blue eyes colder than ice. “I do not have to answer to you. Whether authorizing the arrest was my decision or not doesn’t concern you, I don’t have to run by every decision I make for this precinct by you. I expect you to behave according to your rank and your duties.”

His words were like a poison-dipped dagger slicing through her heart, a deep throbbing pain that constricted her breathing for a moment.

Until Marinette schooled her features into something she was familiar with: professional detachment. “Colonel Couffaine,” her friend and superior turned his head to glance at her, “If I were to behave according to my rank and duties, I would be the first one to get notified of Chat Noir's abuse while he was held captive.“

She took one step closer to him so they were almost chest to chest, her gaze never once straying from his cool blue eyes. “And I would've reported you for severe misconduct due to the physical mistreatment of a prisoner in my care.”

Luka’s shoulders visibly rose in ill-concealed anger and he angled his head down closer. “I acted in your best interest, Marinette.”

“So am I, colonel.” Marinette spat out his rank like a curse, to forever have the look of resentment she had on her face burned into his memory to haunt him at night.

Luka didn’t answer, he broke off their staring contest and turned his back, clutching at his hat tightly. With a deep breath, he finally spoke. “Tell them I’ll be out in two minutes.”

Marinette didn’t reply, only left his office with the door audibly closing shut behind her.

Luka exhaled loudly once the door shut, his white knuckled grip caused his hat to tremble.

After a heartbeat, Luka fixed his hat and turned to open the door.

Immediately, flashing lights assaulted him, hundreds of mics thrown into his face and notepads held in the air.

There was one sentence Luka spoke that pacified the ravenous crowd of reporters. “I’ll answer all your questions.”

-

“Marinette!” Alya spotted her friend rushing with impressive speed towards the backroom of the squadron, she knew there were bunk beds there for when the nights grew long in the precinct. It was away from the press.

Away from people.

Marinette didn’t stop, almost like she didn’t hear Alya at all, but Alya followed her, fighting her way through the torrent of reporters waiting to hear Colonel Couffaine’s press release.

Marinette had left the door slightly ajar, and when Alya fully opened it, a sight greeted her that broke her heart.

Her best friend’s uniform lay in a crumpled heap on the floor, Marinette herself was kneeling on the ground, her head in her hands.

Quiet sniffling filled the room and Alya immediately closed the door and dropped to her knees on the floor, pulling Marinette into a bone-crushing hug.

The two women held each other tightly, Alya whispering soothing words into Marinette’s ear and letting her cry, her shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs.

“Why….why, why, why!” Marinette cried into Alya’s shoulder, the fabric dampening rapidly.

Alya blinked, trying not to let the tears fall. “I…I don’t know…I wish I knew Marinette…”. She ran a hand along Marinette’s hair. “I’m so sorry…”

The sound of Marinette’s cries got drowned out by the ruckus of reporters trying to get their story, but as if Luka heard her amidst the commotion, he couldn’t help but glance at the closed door in guilt.

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“Marinette is in bad shape.” Tikki spoke quietly into the room, far away from the bloodthirsty pack of reporters recording Luka’s statement.

Plagg hummed thoughtfully beside her. “Not just her, our pretty boy marine has to hold his neck out for those vultures.”

Tikki rose an eyebrow. “You think this was a set-up to sabotage him?”

It wouldn’t have been the first time, Luka’s predecessor had resigned for that very reason after all. It was no secret that different police departments were unwilling to cooperate or share information with each-other, so sabotaging unit captains or colonels wasn’t uncommon practice.

Especially if said colonel used to be a marine, not one of real blue blood.

Plagg scrunched his nose, fingers digging into his inner jacket pocket and plopping a slice of camembert into his mouth. “I think a lot of things when the day is long, sugar cube,” At Tikki’s steady glare, Plagg caved. “Things look just a little too convenient; the slander against the police, the growing protests, Luka ordering to lock up some innocent kid for possessing some weed? It doesn’t make sense, the guy rescued fucking war orphans during his service. Do you see him ordering a hit on that kid?”

Tikki frowned, watching the colonel adjust his uniform on the stage. “Weed? I thought the official statement was the boy got caught breaking into an old lady’s house.”

Plagg turned his head down to look at his longtime partner. “You believe that?”

Tikki allowed a small smile to grace her features. “Not a lick, but the weed story doesn’t check out either, Plagg.”

The man crossed his arms, still chewing on the soft stinky texture of his cheese. “Exactly, none of it makes sense.”

Tikki mirrored his stance, eyes zeroing in on Luka and the way his dress shirt darkened at the back of his neck with sweat. “What did the higher-ups threaten Luka with to take this risk? And who’s pulling the strings behind this puppet show?”

A moment of silence was all that passed before both Tikki and Plagg’s two-way radios buzzed with life.

“Come in….C&C…C&C….do you copy?”

Plagg lazily pressed the button on his walkie-talkie. “Cheese of C&C here, copy. What’s up?”

“Request-request for 129… we…we have a 135 and 123.” Ivan’s exhausted voice rumbled through the comms.

Tikki’s eyes widened and she quickly responded into Plagg’s walkie-talkie. “Cookie here, copy. Ivan, repeat the first thing you said.”

“135. We have a 135.”

Plagg and Tikki stared at their radios.

A 135 meant escape.

“135 means…” Plagg trailed off, his body moving on autopilot to elbow his way through the sea of reporters to get to Luka, whose gaze was already fixated on Plagg’s oddly pale face and his growing panic.

“…Chat Noir escaped…” Tikki finished the sentence for him and like a bad movie coming to its cinematic climax, the door to the backroom opened and Marinette slowly walked out, catching Tikki’s gaze.

“Tikki, what’s wrong?”

Thanks for reading! Hope to see you guys soon. :)

Yes, Plagg and Tikki's team name is Cookie&Cheese aka C&C :P

Police codes:

129 = Request back up

123 = sick or injured person (In this case both Ivan and Kim got injured)

135 = escape

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'THE GIGGLE IS GREAT ON SO MANY LEVELS!

Russell T Davies continues to raise the quality level of Doctor Who, something considered very low by both general audiences and fans of the show for several years. This new era of the show continues to build promise, and I am hoping general audiences feel the same and continue to watch the show with Ncuti’s first season when it arrives next year.

It is evident that the budget has been invested in full force into the final special The Giggle. Whilst the long corridor appeared to consist of repetitive, Volume-esque constructions, this week’s special, directed by Burn Burn Burn auteur Chanya Button sees a stark difference in VFX quality as well as the overall production quality we got a true glimpse of during The Star Beast. London in chaos, elements of the Toymaker and the introduction of UNIT’s high-tech facility all show just how far this show has come and the production team should be incredibly proud of the level of detail they’ve provided for the special’s many locations.

Murray Gold’s score is once again so good, with the creepy themes and palindrome which prominently feature in the episode being incredibly effective music. Another thing I loved was the subtle teases and inclusion of the Fifteenth Doctor’s theme, heavily western-themed and one I can’t wait to hear more of.

Something else we’ve all known to love is showrunner Russell T Davies’ reluctance to include subtle social commentaries throughout his story, have nothing to fear – with the chaotic opening act of the episode dropping hints at past real-world situations, aiming at clueless politicians, online addicts and plenty of other archetypes which can be laughed at. The introduction of the Zeedeck brings plenty of parallels to the COVID vaccines and the worldwide conspiracy around the use of medicine. Iconic news reader Trinity Wells returns to the show, now with her own Fox News-esque show calling out the reliability of the bands.

ENTER THE TOYMAKER.

Neil Patrick Harris is absolutely wonderful as The Toymaker, stepping into the role as if it’s always been his. The ease with which he can slip into character is mesmerising, showing off his talent by variating his demeanour as well as his outfits and accents throughout the special. His scene chemistry with Tennant goes incredibly hard and is easily one of the highlights of the episode. I hoped his portrayal of the villain would mirror his time playing Count Olaf in Netflix’s A Series of Unfortunate Events, and I was not disappointed one bit – so so good.

Having the seeds planted when the pair arrive at the emporium with Donna pointing out The Doctor is staggering along, upset he never tells the story of his companions. It was great to see this picked up, having the Toymaker put on a show describing the demise of Amy, Clara, Bill and the Flux. I also love in the follow-up scene which we seemingly get a tease for the show’s next big villain.

Similar to last week’s special, it was great to be watching the episode’s creepier scenes unfold. The scenes within the Toymaker’s realm with the puppet of Charles Banerjee interacting with The Doctor, leads to an even scarier puppet with David Tennant’s face digitally replacing the head. The Stooky family as they Mission Impossible their way from the ceiling of Donna’s room was just as creepy, slowly lowering from the roof – giving me endless goosebumps just thinking about it.

Whilst discussing Donna, I want to say what a joy it has been to see Catherine Tate embodying Donna Noble once again. Her character, just like herself is full of life, and excitement and will always be a unique companion thanks to the meta-crisis as well as the core relationship between herself and The Doctor.

Having The Toymaker reveal himself to UNIT with the use of Spice Girls’ “Spice Up Your Life” was certainly an entertaining choice from RTD, bringing back the iconic needle drops that he does so well, and something which Chibnall nabbed for The Master dancing along to Rasputin last year.

WHAT A UNIT!

UNIT looks absolutely terrific for the duration of the special. From the Vlinx, the new city-centre location to looking like a very-prepared organisation or new spin-off materials… Some of my favourite set design originates within the glossy, new central London UNIT location – the Whoniverse’s very own Avengers Tower. I could spend hours discussing another returning face, Ruth Madeley’s scientific advisor Shirley Bingham who in her own right deserves a spin-off title.

Omitted from my initial preview of the episode was the special’s inclusion of Melanie Bush (played by Bonnie Langford). It is revealed that at some point between her appearance in last year’s centenary special Power of the Doctor and the events of The Giggle, Kate recruited her to come and work with UNIT. A very gracious touch, bringing yet another face from the show’s past into the present. We know Mel, as well as UNIT, will be back- and I appreciate this opens the door for more former companions to have new roles within the future of the Whoniverse – Martha Jones next, please?

Though I have no clue who he is, some lovely internet research clarified that Melanie mentions a Sabalom Blitz – a character from both the Classic show and numerous Big Finish audio adventures – nice to see even more connections to the show’s last 60 years of storytelling.

THE NEW DOCTOR

In a twist, The Toymaker decides to face the next Doctor for their third game, killing the Fourteenth Doctor and initiating a new concept to the Whoniverse, bi-generation. It was insane to watch and we are in for a treat with Ncuti Gatwa – we are in good hands, folks. I am so excited, especially after seeing him face-to-face with Tennant. An old Gallifreyan myth is RTD causing mayhem online and I cannot wait! It’s a shame the plot has been online for quite some time, but seeing it unfold onscreen worked so much better than it sounded in words.

His first set piece is a game of catch because of course it is! The most exciting thing about the Doctor’s first moments is the tease of the Master’s return, perfectly mirroring the end of Last of the Time Lords with his ring being picked up by Miss Trefusis to eventually resurrect him. This time around, it is the Toymaker’s golden tooth (which features The Master trapped inside) which is taken. With the Toymakers “legions” on the way, could this be someone we know is showing up in Ncuti’s Season 1? Perhaps Indira Varma or Jinxx Monsoon’s characters – who knows!

Fourteenth’s story continues following the events of The Giggle, with The Doctor finally slowing down and giving him a family in the Nobles. I can’t tell you how important this is for the character, and whilst I know people online are going to hate it – they should realise the Time Lord finally gets a happy ending, whilst also being able to continue on his adventures. “I’ve never been happier in my life” meant so much to hear – what a line that is! It also opens the door for Tennant to return to the show, something I know for a fact people want more of, and trust me it will happen!

The future of Doctor Who has never looked brighter!

FINAL THOUGHTS

The Giggle is easily the best of the three specials, marking an end for the show’s revival era and introducing new concepts as we embark on a new adventure with Ncuti Gatwa’s Fifteenth Doctor. Neil Patrick-Harris in a one-off performance as The Toymaker was unforgettable, providing some great opposition for The Doctor and solidifying his status as a character actor. Roll on Christmas!'

[twixxee]

Now that Carlos isn't starting, it's time to watch the race without being too emotionally invested. Time to watch the chaos unfold and hope for a good race for Charles and Lando

[bwoahtastic]

why is this raccoon charles tryna teach his pup things😭 like stealing stuff for his nest out of stolen things lmao

dan and max are watching the chaos unfold at all times with their sweet little disaster

in case the link doesn‘t work:

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CgIqhaqAQ_F/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

kkskskskskskks pllsss he really would cause so much chaos with the pups!! Only teaching him chaos and how to annoy people and Max and Dan sigh a lot but they love Charles for his chaos so love the pups for the chaos as well, ofcourse!

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FACTS AND STATS: Triumphant Verstappen surpasses Vettels Red Bull win record

Monaco rarely fails to deliver drama and the 2023 edition was no exception. None of it could upset Max Verstappen, though, as the world champion added a few more amazing numbers to his and Red Bull’s record books. But there were also plenty of stats to marvel at further down the order too… • Verstappen’s victory means Red Bull are unbeaten in Monaco in this decade after their third consecutive win here. • Verstappen’s 39th win for Red Bull is a new team record, surpassing Sebastian Vettel's 38 victories. • Verstappen is yet to finish lower than second in a Grand Prix this season. REPORT: Verstappen beats Alonso to Monaco GP victory despite rain causing late drama • Verstappen led the 2,000th lap of his F1 career today, making him the seventh driver in history to reach that landmark. • Red Bull passed Lotus (5,623 laps) for fifth on the all-time laps led table today. A third career podium rewarded an impeccable drive from Esteban Ocon • Fernando Alonso - at 41 years old - is the oldest driver to finish on the podium in Monaco since Jack Brabham in 1970. • Alonso’s second place was his best finish since the 2014 Hungarian Grand Prix, where he was also second. • It was Alonso’s fifth podium finish in Monaco, but his first there since 2012. • His third place for Alpine was Esteban Ocon’s third career podium after Sakhir 2020 and Hungary 2021. • It was also the first Monaco podium for the Enstone team since Robert Kubica finished third in the 2010 race when they were known as Renault. DRIVER OF THE DAY: Ocon gets your vote for mighty drive to P3 in Monaco • Ocon is the first Frenchman to finish on the podium in Monaco since Olivier Panis won the 1996 race. • Today was the 50th race for the Alpine name in F1. • The top three finished in the order that they started the race. • Lewis Hamilton’s P4 finish was his best result in Monaco in this decade. • Hamilton has only finished higher in one race this year (second in Australia). Nyck de Vries landed his best AlphaTauri result to date • Mercedes team mate George Russell’s P5 gave him consecutive top-five finishes for the first time this year. • Russell has finished in the same position in Monaco for the past two years running. • Charles Leclerc’s P6 for Ferrari was only his second top-six finish of the season (he was third in Azerbaijan). • Pierre Gasly’s P7 was his best result since joining Alpine at the start of 2023. MUST-SEE: Watch the drama unfold as rain causes chaos at the Monaco Grand Prix • Carlos Sainz finished in P8 for Ferrari and has now scored points in all eight of his Monaco Grand Prix starts. • It was, however, Sainz’s worst Monaco result since 2018. • With P9 for McLaren, Lando Norris scored points in Monaco for the third year in a row. • His team mate Oscar Piastri followed him home in P10 for his second career points finish. • At AlphaTauri, Nyck de Vries took P12 – his best result of the season – and moved off the bottom of the world championship table. via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

[moodyfairy14]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

I'm sorry it took me a few days to answer but I was on vacation and didn't really had internet.

I have a love hate relationship with my fics so that's hard but let's see:

1. Just please don't say you love me, cause I might not say it back (Mick Schumacher/Nicky Latifi)

Nicky went into panic heat and his best friends help him through it. He secretly harbors feelings for them, or so he thought. Watch the chaos unfold. (A/b/o)

My newest story. It was my first time writing Abo and it was an experience. It wasn't planned to be Mick/Nicky but I'm really happy with the outcome. It's one of my longest stories and it took me weeks to write it. It's angsty, but also cute and really captures some of my own insecurities packed up into Nicky 😅

2. Our little honey badger (Daniel Ricciardo/Lando Norris)

Lando finds out at the Abu Dhabi grand prix that he is pregnant. Daniel is going to fly to Australia the next day, so he decides to keep it a secret for two months. (Mpreg)

Another first. My first time writing Mpreg. It's inspired from an idea out of @f1-disaster-bi s askbox. It's part of a series that's still on going.

3. Everything will be okay (Joshua Kimmich/Leon Goretzka)

Leon lies to his parents that he has a boyfriend so that they stop pestering him. (pretend relationship, friends to lovers)

My first published story on ao3. It holds a special part in my heart. I'm a sucker for pretend relationships and just had to try it at some point. Just two idiots in love. That fits most of my stories ngl.

4. I feel safe in your arms (Joshua Kimmich/Leon Goretzka)

It's international cup. The German national team around Jogi Löw has gathered in camp. Joshua has a secret only his captain knows about.

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Or Joshua has feelings for Leon and it's more complicated than he thought it might be to confess them (miscommunication, friends to lovers)

This fic is like my baby. I wrote over three month on it and really hesitated with publishing it. I was really self conscious because of grammar and whether I used the right words or not. I'm glad I published it in the end. It's again two idiots in love with a lot of communication problems.

5. We can't do this here (Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen)

"Max … Interviews … can't do this … here … somebody will see," Charles got out between hot kisses, not really making an effort to separate himself from Max. (getting together, rivals to lovers (kind of), thigh grinding)

My first F1 story. I originally wanted to try writing smut but chickened out and wrote everything around that and skipped that part 😅. It also has a glitter bomb surprise in it with Max covered in pink and gold glitter. That's my favorite part of it. I sometimes think back to it and how he also covers Charles in it.