#dj Charles is real

[royalfamilylore]

I love DJ Charles that is all

Photos by Anwar Hussein

[strawberrysainz]

pretty visitors. charles leclerc

“ at carlos and isa’s wedding, a certain someone can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. you can’t either. ”

charles leclerc x reader

a warning — crude language and alcohol consumption.

from leila; “a short little something for ya. xx”

The wedding photographer was calling Isa’s friends to come take a picture, and you downed the champagne you were holding, dropping your belongings on the table chaotically before rushing outside the tent to the beautiful lawn in the forefront of the vineyard.

It was a gorgeous Spanish summer evening, absolutely perfect conditions to hold a wedding, and you couldn’t help but get a little emotional with nostalgia when you see Isa laughing in the glow of the early evening, remembering the chaos of your early twenties trying to learn Spanish from her, then going to work in motorsport- where your personal and work lives crossed when you accidentally introduced Carlos to Isa.

You hugged her again, surrounded by all of these lovely women from all over, and she kissed your cheek.

“Tu es si belle [you are so beautiful],” you say in French, pursing your lips trying not to cry again, and everyone agrees loudly, emotional on the champagne.

“Shut up,” Isa says. “I’ve tried not to cry the whole day and now you might make me.” You laugh, and everyone follows.

Many pictures are taken, and more champagne is poured while the newlyweds walk around, grasping hands.

You head back to the table to get your phone quickly, wanting to take pictures of the gradual setting sun, when you see Charles putting his things down next to your seat. “Ah, you are my seat buddy?” You say, smiling, and he brings you in for a hug. “Ravi de vous voir [nice to see you]” he answers with a peck to your cheeks, and you pick up your phone. “Please can I take a picture of you and Carlos!” You shout, slightly tipsy, yielding it, and he rolls his eyes. “Don’t you dare send it to the social media team.”

You wink.

Eventually you manage to get Carlos with him to take a picture while the sun sets, and someone’s aunt comes to snatch your phone. “Ve a estar con ellos [go be with them],” your rusty Spanish helps you, and you go to stand in the middle; Charles taps Carlos. “Kiss her cheek!”

You laugh when they both smush their lips on your cheeks, giggling uncontrollably as the auntie grins from behind your phone.

Someone gets Isa to join in, running in between them to kiss you on the lips, and Carlos gasps dramatically. “Ay! Ay why do you steal my bride?”

You nearly can’t breathe when you get your phone back, cooing at the photos you got.

💌💋💐💿🍓

Dinner flies by; you’re seated with Charles, Lando, Daniel and Heidi, a few of your friends from the paddock, and from home, and their partners. You laugh and get progressively more drunk as the night continues.

You find yourself resting your cheek against Charles’ for Lando’s camera, and your smile is wide and real.

Eventually the first dance happens, and suddenly you’re all dancing, and then the stronger drinks are distributed, and the night gets more fun.

You find yourself dancing with Charles, spinning and jumping, and your silky dress is a blur, his grinning face imprinted in your mind.

Eventually you stop, going outside for a breather, and he follows you.

The alcohol has finally hit you like a train, and your smile is bright and boozy as you sit on the grass in the fresh night air.

He sits down next to you, eyes droopy, and you rest your head on his shoulder with a drunken huff.

A slow song is playing from inside, and he stands up unsteadily, pulling you up, and he dances with you, swaying slowly.

You gaze into his eyes, heart beating wildly in that way only this night could describe.

“Tu es incroyablement belle [you are incredibly beautiful],” he whispers, and your eyes soften.

Daniel calls for the two of you loudly, and you reply, breaking away with a reluctance you didn’t realise you had.

The party carries on, Lando stealing the DJ’s job, and you find yourself stealing glances at Charles every moment you can get, looking away hurriedly when he does the same.

“There’s something about a wedding, no?” A friend shouts in your ear, and you giggle, nodding.

Charles brushes your arm about an hour later at the bar, ordering something strong, and he murmurs something too soft in your ear for you to hear. His lips on your ear make you shiver though, so when his fingers grasp your arm you nearly lose yourself in him.

“Charles,” you slur. “I’m too drunk to kiss you right now.”

He cackles then, and loses his balance; you grab him with an equally loud laugh.

“I know, me too. Tomorrow. I promise.” He says, and kisses your cheek. You hug him tight then, whispering promises of forever.

💌💋💐💿🍓

A pounding headache wakes you up the next morning, two of your friends next to you in the king sized bed. You yawn, getting up to make coffee and get something to help with the hangover.

After you resemble a functional being, you try to look through the mess of the villa to find your nearly-dead phone, where texts from Charles from last night await you.

4:23

Noo why did you go to b Ed

Lando and i are still shooting Jägers

4:56

i think I wil L go to bed later now maybe

Borin G without you

5:20

Fuck I got ya be awake soon

Nibht night

9:50

Please don’t read any of that please

Gonna go get some croissants and orange juice please find a 🍾 so we can make some mimosas i want to drink still lol

We can have a nice brunch thing by the patio

Save me a kiss

The last text leaves you somewhat bashful, and you try to rake a hand through your knotted hair, yawning, opening the fridge to get a bottle of champagne and two glasses to set on the counter.

A knock on the door some minutes later makes you grab the things and take them to greet him. He sets down a blanket on the grass; you put down the bottle and glasses next to his bag of fresh croissants.

“I’m sorry I’m still in my pyjamas,” you laugh, and the smirk on his face makes you blush. “I think you look cute.”

“Cute enough for a kiss?” You say, scrunching your nose, and he hands you the mimosa.

“The cutest.”

His kiss brought the sun, and you could bask in it forever.

💌💋💐💿🍓

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holy shit my besties got married, isa & carlos may your love last forever. proudest to know you. also you know im serious when there’s an outfit change 🖤

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you guys finally got married. beautiful beautiful couple ❤️‍🔥

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heidiberger_ thanks for being the photographer! lando was awful

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going to the chapel and we’re….

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Hello and welcome!! I'm Celina, an aries and aspiring WAG. I love my queen Lana Del Rey, as well as Arctic Monkeys, Måneskin, The neighbourhood and soooo many more! Literature from old poetry to dark romance satisfies me, and after smut, fluff is one of my favourite things to exist. McLaren is my favourite team with Lewis, Lando and Oscar being my favourite drivers. I also love football Liverpool and Real Madrid are my favourite teams.

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[omgwhatchloe]

modern au: every gang party is pure anarchy, but the aftermath is so much worse.

-javiers asleep…in the bathtub…with water in it…completely clothed.

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[gordonstanheight]

masterlist of my f1 lists! :)

below can be found various playlists, letterboxd lists, and serializd lists of songs, movies, and tv shows that the drivers have discussed! they are all constant works in progress, and i always welcome help <3 i try to have sources for everything, especially the letterboxd lists!

honestly this is more of a passion side project to get recommendations for new medias than anything else LOL there's some really good hidden gems in here IMO

i also just really wanted it all in one place !! so without further ado --

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playlists:

‘: ☆ NR6! — sounds to make you feel like you can beat god himself in equal machinery

‘: ☆ SP11! — the mexican minister of defense and his sounds

‘: ☆ LH44! — what does a 7x wdc listen to?

‘: ☆ GR63! — background noise for powerpoint night (which is every night)

‘: ☆ CS55! — the sounds of a smooth operator

‘: ☆ CL16! — what it means to be il predestinato

‘: ☆ LN4! — to play for all occasions (becoming a dj, golf player, race car driver, twitch streamer)….

‘: ☆ LS18! — fortune favors the bold. המזל מעדיף את האמיצים

‘: ☆ SV5! — musik für den sonnenschein

‘: ☆ FA14! — what to put on when you’re conspiring el plan

‘: ☆ PG10! — this playlist was liked by pierre gasly

‘: ☆ E031! — what is estie bestie listening to?

‘: ☆ AA23! — tfw “we bought a zoo” is a movie about your life and also you just died (via appendicitis)

‘: ☆ YT22! — this is what plays softly over the speakers at yuki's restaurant

‘: ☆ ZG24! — how to get in the mood for a runway walk before a fashion show

‘: ☆ VB77! — what plays during cups of coffee and bike rides with the one you love

‘: ☆ MSC47! — what you'd listen to if you were a golden retriever turned into a human boy for a day

‘: ☆ KM20! — what is kmag listening to?

‘: ☆ MV33! — what plays in mad max’s head on loop during his casual sunday cruises as everyone else fights for their life

‘: ☆ DR3! — drs zone activated (daniel ricciardo supremacy)

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film (letterboxd) lists:

': ♡ SP11! // no. 1 man on fire (2004) fan

': ♡ LH44! // official letterboxd top four: coming to america, trading places, six degrees of separation, scarface

': ♡ GR63! // no. 1 the gentlemen (2019) fan

': ♡ CS55! // average quentin tarantino fan

': ♡ CL16! // can't stop rewatching harry potter

': ♡ LN4! // class clown says he mostly just watches comedies i said oh i'm sure

': ♡ LS18! // filmbro taste with a bleeding heart

': ♡ SV5! // prefers films made before 2010

': ♡ FA14! // he doesn't like film or music apparently he just stares at a wall all day

': ♡ PG10! // currently rewatching harry potter with charles

': ♡ EO31! // always on that marvel grind

': ♡ AA23! // no jokes just his letterboxd would be insane

': ♡ YT22! // jason statham's biggest fan

': ♡ VB77! // this is literally just someone's dad

': ♡ MSC47! // what the letterboxd of a guy who is actually scared of the nun (2018) would look like

': ♡ KM20! // he just likes the shawshank redemption a lot

': ♡ MV33! // no. 1 fan of the hangover trilogy

': ♡ DR3! // unofficial letterboxd top four: dumb & dumber, friday night lights, ace ventura: pet detective, talladega nights

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television (serializd) lists:

': ❀ SP11! ~~ dad taste real

': ❀ LH44! ~~ in his own words he doesn't really care to watch much tv so be disappointed but not surprised by his list

': ❀ GR63! ~~ sitcom type of guy

': ❀ CS55! ~~ grid king of binge watching like only one guy here would be on that grind during surgery

': ❀ CL16! ~~ he "doesn't have the patience" for a lot of tv but he likes to stay up with the trends

': ❀ LN4! ~~ mostly just watches what carlos recommends

': ❀ LS18! ~~ will always be seated for a sports docuseries

': ❀ SV5! ~~ not huge on tv but likes an easy watch

': ❀ FA14! ~~ dad taste and also his own freakin' show

': ❀ PG10! ~~ only watches the trends

': ❀ EO31! ~~ he likes to be thrilled and he likes to laugh

': ❀ VB77! ~~ recently likes two wheels more than four

': ❀ MSC47! ~~ tries to reject the trends, but sometimes they hit idk

': ❀ KM20! ~~ self-admittedly used to be more of a tv guy than he is these days

': ❀ MV33! ~~ loves a good action show

': ❀ DR3! ~~ his favorite hobby might be consuming media

[deathonthe]

ferrari parked outside | 1633

pairing: charles/max

rating: explicit

word count: ~5000

tags: established relationship, slightly non-linear narrative, under-negotiated kink, somnophilia, riding

summary:

Max is an embarrassing amount of gin and tonics into the night when Lando shouts very loudly into his ear. “Does Charles pay for everything for you?” “What?” Max shouts back. “I mean like– Seems like he’s always paying for you, mate,” Lando says. Holds both hands up in the air and dubiously glances to the side. “Not that I’m judging or anything.” “He doesn’t pay for everything,” Max lamely insists.

director's cut:

the following are my notes and thoughts during the writing of this fic. they should in no way influence the way you've interpreted it! but feel free to read it to gain some extra insight into my pea-sized brain

ok. one thing u should know about me is that i will constantly push the max verstappen babygirl agenda no matter what. sugar baby max is pretty adjacent to that

i spent an awful about of time deciding the opening scene, between first scene (B) and the following directly after (A), idk how many times i swapped the two. i was afraid if i started off with B, it would kinda give a tacky record scratch effect when u reach A. but starting with A made the progression into B seem unnatural and too abrupt so. in the end i went with B, then A because the fic gradually loses its seriousness and matches the kinda light humour it progresses into

the line "I want chocolates and those bread rolls they bake fresh." took me a god awful amount of time to write. at first i wanted max to specify a monte carlo cafe to make it seem more genuine but all the reviews for cafes in monaco were in french! which i suppose i should've expected. in the end i went with that even though i'm not completely happy with it

another thing u should know about it is that i care about character voice and characterisation above all else. i try my best to emulate how these people sound. i always sift through so much interview material while writing a fic to try and get the drivers' voice tones and linguistic quirks and body language as accurately and naturally as possible. and too be honest, i don't think i did that very well in this fic. i think i could have imitated it better

a little bit of french, of course. they live in monaco, charles speaks french. max doesn't speak enough, so not quite as much french as other fics (for example, for esteban and lance, i would generally write about half of their dialogue in french if they were only speaking to each other in a scene. it feels more authentic as esteban and lance communicate in french when they are talking to each other in real life)

i designated charles three terms of endearment: baby, cheri and mon cher

nothing made me happier than when it became canon that max calls charles 'charlie' in real life, because i was gonna scrap it from the fic because i thought it sounded ooc

to be clear, i never intended to give charles a daddy kink in this fic. you can assume he doesn't have one. neither does max

the running joke is that this is actually a proposal fic and not a sugar baby one

in the lando scene, when max cuts him off before he can finish his sentence, lando is about to say: "and charles also paid for martjin to dj at this red bull party for u." i wasn't sure if the implication was very strong, though

in actuality, max cuts off lando with a "fuck off" and lando says later "why the fuck would i be, charles isn't my fucking boyfriend" but i thought that was too many fucks and ended up taking all but one of them out

i know charles doesn't drive a red laferrari

the other running joke in this fic is obviously charles is not ever watching the whale documentary seriously. he was instead always thinking or focused on something else in his head

the ice cream scene came to me in a fever dream

charles can't actually procure the cheesecake factory, he's about $125 million in net worth. the cheesecake factory is over $1 billion

i am not a fan (i.e., i am actually just a hater) of when max is depicted like an aggressive, overly possessive, hyper-masculine suave, dom caricature from an e l james erotica novel and when charles is just delegated the softer, more feminine counterpart automatically. so. u see me subverting that expectation a lot

i had a lot of fun writing victoria's part where she cooks both charles and max within 100 words

did you know this fic is exactly 14 pages on google docs? i thought that was pretty cool

if i had to sum up this fic in three words: chekov's schrodinger's proposal

thanks for staying 'til the end!

[f1-birb]

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charles_leclerc I was hungry.

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pierregasly most people go to a shop for a snack, not a mountain

landonorris tasty 😉

sharleclair we all see the comment from lando right?

danric3stan YEP

f1megafangurl ok Lando we see you

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landonorris i'm all warmed up. bring on 2023.

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mclaren Can't wait to see you back in the car 💪

charles_leclerc I'm coming for your dj gig next 😘

landonowwis wait wait wait wait wait WAIT Charles took that pic???

danric3stan so they are together?

f1megafangurl I TOLD YOU

cl16loml as if 🙄 they're just friends

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tifosichick tweeted: "OMFG HE'S DONE IT AGAIN, Charles posting on the wrong account or not sharing it to close friends"

LN4myheart replied: "i would know those curls anywhere that's definitely lando!!!"

sharleclaaaiir tweeted: "charlando being real was not on my bingo card but i'll fucking take it!"

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charles_leclerc I am stupid. But I am his stupid. landonorris ❤️

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landonorris why does this happen to me every time 😅 but I love my idiot ❤️

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danielricciardo you two are going to be insufferable aren't you?

pierregasly so happy for you both ❤️

[kristi16]

How we got into inchident p.7

pairing: charles leclerc x female reader warnings: SMUT, rough harsh sex, angst, dom charles, fighting words: 4K note: oh well, idk what happened to me with the ending, but enjoy, charles is very dominating, protective and doesn't take a No as an answer

I was very scared of this day. I didn't like this circuit. So many bad stuff happened there and I don't trust the guys there who take care of this place. Haha take care.. Like per ejemplo what happened last season to Pierre here. It was soo dangerous. And I was really afraid of Charles. He was looking at me sadly all day because he felt that I am nervous. I kissed him right before he went racing. The weather was good, but still. It can change in any minute.

Ferrari aren't the strongest now so nothing spectacular for Charles as well. 5th place for him. There is obviously celebration for the top three guys, and I am happy for them. I'm glad that nothing happened to anyone. In the evening is clubbing, just typical celebration stuff. Charles told me we should go, especially me, to let myself loose a little bit and have fun. ‘’I'm just glad you came back home. And Arthur as well.’’ I said with a sad tone. Charles just exhaled and cupped my face. ‘’Y/N, everything is fine.’’ I slightly nodded. ‘’Why do you worry so much anyway. It's not like...someone died to you here.’’ I just looked up. To him. In the eyes. Thinking that he is just having the weakest moment right now for saying such a thing. I was hurt. He knew what he did, because he slowly started to title his head wanting to add something but I snapped his hands off my face. ‘’Cherie, I didn't mean it like that.’’ ‘’You meant it exactly how you said it.’’ I said sharply. I turned around and walked away from him. When I got to our room, I just packed the little things I've had and went to rent for myself another room for the last night here in Japan.  On my way out I met Charles, obviously he was clever enough to know what my next move would be. He was standing between the doors. I just waited in front of him for some time. Not looking at him at all. And when he wanted to say something again, I just pushed him off the door frame and went down to the elevator. ‘’Y/N, please don't do this. Stop baby.’’ I just chuckled by that comment. The doors to the elevator opened and I touched the button to reception. Still by not looking at the sight of him.

When I was unpacking I noticed the reflection of the necklace I'm wearing around my neck when I passed the mirror in the room. It doesn't feel right to wear it now with how he disrespected me. So I inhaled deeply and sharply, and took it off. When I was looking at my clothes, I came up with a thought that perhaps I could go shopping. Looking for something nice to wear tonight. It's not like I talk to only Charles there. I have my friends as well. In the paddock, few girls from Mercedes as well. I'm gonna be with them. We have already agreed where to meet. For my outfit I chose emerald green straps dress with bare back to mid thigh length.

‘’Giirlll, you look gorgeous.’’ ‘’Thanks Patricia. This color suits you as well! Where are others?’’ ‘’They are already inside. It occurred to them that it would be good to find free seats before the place fills up.’’ ‘’Oh yes, clever minds haha.’’ I was chatting to Patricia and laughing effortlessly while going in. The evening was getting nice. Not seeing Charles or Carlos, so my attention was full on my friends around me. We drank a little bit. And danced. But then, DJ switched and they've put some real bangers on. So I got up, slightly overdosed by the alcohol and went for dancing. I was losing focus of my surrounding and felt hands on my hips. ‘’Enjoying yourself?’’ ‘’Ugh, fuck off.’’ ‘’Oh no, don't talk to me like that.’’ ‘’Ricciardo for real, get your hands off of me.’’ He pushed me more onto his body and swayed to the beat with me. I was getting desperate. So I started screaming. ‘’Hey, fuck off mate.’’ ‘’Who do you call mate?’’ Daniel pushed me off of him and now was focusing on this random guy that approached. I don't know what has gotten into me but oh well. ‘’Hey Daniel!’’ He turned to me. And I punched him. Real hard. It hurt like hell but the response from him was worth the pain. ‘’Touch me again and I will bite your balls off.’’ I said, turning around and going anywhere but here. ‘’Hey!’’ I turned around. It was this man who kinda saved me. ‘’Hi.’’ I said. I wasn't really in my best mood right now. ‘’That was nice! What a prick. You know him?’’ ‘’Yeah. I work at F1, in paddocks you know. And so he is F1 racing driver, so. It makes sense now for you.’’ ‘’I see.’’ I slowly started to turn around but then he spoke again. ‘’You know. I'd like to know you more. You are cool. With what you've put up on earlier. But I get it, If you're afraid.’’ I turned around quickly. ‘’Afraid?’’ I asked amused. ‘’You know-’’ he was scratching his neck. ‘’With what happened, I totally get it you wouldn't trust a complete stranger.’’ ‘’Well, you basically helped me with the situation, so I don't think you're some creep.’’ He just chuckled. ‘’I'd love to go actually, just don't mind my mood for the next few minutes.’’ I laughed.

He was actually nice, and good looking. So I got back with him. To the bar. We chatted for a little bit. It was very pleasant. But then I saw someone familiar in my sight. It was Daniel. Again. But he looked horrible. SO much blood on his face, looking like he was fighting with someone. The guy with whom I've been with recognized I'm looking somewhere else for a longer time now, so he turned around as well. ‘’Holy fuck, what happened to him.’’ ‘’I don't know. Perhaps he was harassing another woman and finally someone put him in the place.’’ ‘’That someone gotta be me.’’ And there he was. He was standing behind me. ‘’Thanks for keeping my girlfriend a company while I was dealing with that prick.’’ The guy was shocked. And me as well. ‘’I'm not your fucking girlfriend.’’ Oh well, I was swearing. Perfect. The alcohol is the worst when being mad at someone. The other guy put his hands in the air like a sign he is giving up and said goodbye to me with his eyes widened. But then I saw it as well. Charles's hands were covered in blood. Hair scattered as if did some intense workout. He looked kinda intimidating as well. Not to me though. So I just got back to my drink. ‘’You're not wearing my color.’’ ‘’Hmm’’ ‘’And not even my necklace I gave you.’’ ‘’Yes Charles, and I'm not even surprised.’’ I said to him, looking in the eyes and just started to walk away. He grabbed me by my arm and stopped me. ‘’You're not walking away from me.’’ he hissed at me. I looked at him and saw flames shooting out of his eyes. I actually got scared. Not that he would hurt me. But to not test his limits. But anyway, I remembered what happened and oh well. ‘’Yeah, I guess I'm gonna disrespect you the same way as you did me.’’ ‘’Cherie, you didn't even let me talk. I know it sounded horrible.’’ ‘’I don't care. It hurt me enough already, so goodbye.’’ I wanted to push past him, but he pushed me back. ‘’Fucking stop it, you act exactly like Daniel! I'm not a toy to be pushed around!’’ I yelled at him. The look in his eyes became softer. ‘’You are my girlfriend Y/N.’’ ‘’The f I'm not. You've never asked me.’’ ‘’What the actual???? It is OBVIOUS when I start to sleep with you I'm dating you as well.’’ ‘’No??, it's not that obvious.’’ ‘’WHAT the actual -………….you wanna tell me you slept with some other guys then??’’ ‘’What???’’ ‘’Fucking tell me Y/N and I'm gonna go and smack their faces with my rings.’’ ‘’Jesus Christ stop this nonsense.’’ ‘’Nonsense??? Do you think it's a nonsense for me????? For you to fuck around with others?’’ ‘’Yes it is a fucking nonsense and you should know better by the way you made a nonsense of my care and love for you!’’ I yelled at him back and there was a moment of silence. ‘’I said, I'm very sorry. I was unhappy with how sad you were. I thought it is my fault. And I was just so mad at myself at some point that it ended up me being mean to you. Actually not even mean but heartless. I said something very disgusting but it doesn't mean I don't care about you.’’ ‘’You should have validated my feelings like normal people do. I genuinely liked you and your brother. And I was actually afraid for everyone. But especially for you since the...’’ I stopped. And then continued. ‘’You think I've never experienced loss? Why did you had to put it in a position for us to compare who've experienced a bigger loss. You think I cannot understand it at my level of empathy and intellect?? You think I don't have anything to compare it to??’’ I said to him with teary eyes. He then spoke to me softly. ‘’I know mon amour. I'm so mad at myself for behaving like a prick. I highly despise myself for that. And you're right. I should have never let the comparison go between us.’’ I just inhaled and exhaled. Standing there. ‘’Come with me back to our room mon amour.’’ I shake my head. ‘’No. It's nice I guess that we talked it through but I don't feel comfortable with you.’’ He looked at me sad, kinda with a disbelief as well. Slowly letting me go. ‘’Ok, I'm not gonna force you.’’ He let me go completely. I turned around and walked away.

I was standing outside after calling a cab. ‘’Wait!’’ I turned around just to see him again. He ran to me. I was standing in the cold with my arms around my body. ‘’Here, take my jacket.’’ I exhaled a little bit deciding if I should or should not. Then I just nodded and put it over my shoulders. When I had the courage to look at him, he was smiling a little bit. I smiled a little bit as well. Ah, this fucker. What is he doing. Then he came closer and kissed me. It was fast. I didn't even have a chance to react. All of a sudden I was pushed back, I fell on the seats in a taxi and Charles told the taxi driver the address. He clipped me and I finally had the space to look at him. ‘’What the fuck Charles.’’ ‘’Stop swearing or I'm gonna make you regret it.’’ My eyebrows went immediately higher at his boldness. At the same time he put his hand on my thigh. I just exhaled, knowing that right now there is nothing else to do. ‘’What happened to Daniel.’’ He returned the gaze to me. ‘’Well. I was watching you, obviously. The whole night. It was horrible to see you there. Not beside me. Not wearing my dress which I bought you and then seeing you're not even wearing my necklace- you have some serious commitment issues.’’ ‘’What? I don't.’’ ‘’Do you wanna know what happened to him or not?’’ He asked me roughly. Damn he is really pissed tonight. I just nodded, being silent for this time. ‘’When I saw Daniel again, I was so ready to go down, but then it all happened very quickly and everyone from my crew saw how you punched him. I was very proud of you in that moment. But I knew I have to do something about this. If you don't want me to be by your side, then all that's left is to take care of things behind your back and try to protect you like that. So I followed Daniel. And paid him a lesson.’’ I just nodded silently. Not actually having the capacity to talk about it more.

‘’Have you slept with anyone?’’ I turned my head around to meet his gaze. He suddenly looked like a lost puppy. ‘’No.’’ He turned his gaze back to the front. ‘’That's good.-’’ and squeezed my thigh more. ‘’-But seriously though, you have some serious commitment issues.’’ ‘’I DO NOT.’’ I snapped back. ‘’You do. You thought we're not dating.’’ ‘’Well you didn't ask me properly. ‘’But I've told you properly. Right after I ate you out.’’ The taxi driver just gulped. ‘’Jesus Christ Charles, don't say it that loud.’’ ‘’Stop bossing me around.’’ ‘’I'm not but clearly the taxi driver is uncomfortable by this.’’ ‘’Well I think that he had worse passengers. So I don't care.’’ A little bit of silence between us. ‘’Anyway, no.’’ ‘’What No?’’ he looked at me. ‘’Y/N, you really thought that I'm taking you to this gala like what- my escort??? Like no I'm not gonna even try to acknowledge that. I don't even wanna believe it.’’ ‘’No, not like an escort.But-’’ ‘’But what?? Like a good fuck?’’ I looked away. ‘’Jesus Y/N, smetilla stop it. Everyone in the crew knows how serious I am about you yet you are clearly the only one who doesn't get it.’’ ‘’Don't be mean to me.’’ I said to him and wanted to cry. Because he was right. What was I thinking we doing?? ‘’Mon amour, you're crying?’’ ‘’No.’’ I sobbed. ‘’Tell me.’’ I turned around again. ‘’You're right. I don't know what I was thinking!’’ Charles pinned my skin on my left arm and then was rubbing it. ‘’C'mon Cherie. Tell me what it was really about?’’ I looked into his eyes. ‘’I don't know.’’ I looked away. ‘’I guess, when I am in a relationship, I have high expectations and standards you know. And I liked us way to much for it to end. Because you cannot make me happy and meet my needs.’’ ‘’Y/N, have I ever made you feel that way?’’ he sighed. ‘’Well, you left me at the gala.’’ ‘’I know, but I know better now. Trust me, I had to greet those people.’’ ‘’But that is what I'm talking about. I don't want to be put in a position where there is something between us.’’ He exhaled. ‘’I know mon amour. I know better. I get it. It was an experience to learn from. And I take it as a lesson learnt.’’ ‘’Yeah, I just hope- that I'm still gonna be happy with this lessons and the amount of them.’’ ‘’Soooo, you're telling me you don't trust me?’’ ‘’I'm telling you I'm afraid. It has nothing to do with you.’’ ‘’Don't be afraid. I am the perfect man for you. To take care of you. But I'm still a human. And sometimes I do something dumb.’’ ‘’I know. I do it as well. I just..- As I said. High standards.’’ He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed me on my temple.

When we arrived to the hotel, he grabbed my hand and led me to the elevator. Automatically pressing the button to his floor. I just sighed from this whole situation. It was so immature. The door opened and we went straight to his room. ‘’Your key.’’ ‘’What?’’ ‘’Give me your key to your room.’’ I just stayed quiet for some time. ‘’Don't-let me-say it-again.’’ He told me with this intense gaze, burning me with his stare, looking at me under his eyelashes. I just nodded and gulped. Handing him my key. ‘’Stay there, till I get back.’’ The door shut after him and I stood there like a pussy not knowing what to do. So I chose to take a look around, even though I slept in this room the night before. The the doors opened and Charles had every thing of mine with him and put it on the couch. The he returned to me. ‘’Take the dress off.’’ I got surprised. ‘’What?’’ ‘’I SAID TAKE IT OFF!’’ I jumped on the place a little bit. Startled by his behavior. I sobbed a little and took my straps off my shoulders. The rest of the dress fell down. The he walked to me. ‘’Now I'm gonna put this thing that belongs to you right back on your neck. And you will leave it there. I promise I will prepare some nice date for us, so we can make it official for you, alright?’’ I just nodded, still looking down. ‘’Now, Y/N, I'm gonna clean you. Hop in the shower. I'm gonna be there in a minute.’’ So I did as he said. Not really thinking it through about what I'm doing, if it is right to be treated like this. I just wasn't thinking, not being conscious of that.

Immediately I've had Charles behind my back, naked and hard. I shivered a little bit at his touch. ‘’I'm sorry Mon Ange, but it is really not my fault that you turn me on. Your body is so perfect. Like it is made for me.’’ I gulped and squeezed my eyes shut. He let the water fall on our bodies. It was very cold at first, so I backed off immediately into his back. Feeling him even more. He just chuckled. Cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples. I moaned the right second he did that. Hovering his head over my left shoulder, watching how he is playing with me. ‘’You're so perfect Cherie.’’ I closed my eyes and bit my lip. The he grabbed my arm and sprung me around. I shot him a surprised look with my eyes wide open. ‘’Close your mouth or I'm gonna put my dick inside.’’ I shut my mouth. Then he grabbed some of his stuff to clean me. Rubbing my body gently. I got lost into his touch. And after some time I've heard. ‘’You're so wet already mon amour. You have yourself all of your thighs.’’ I opened my eyes and I felt embarrassed. He smirked at me. Focusing now on my hair.

After the shower he used air dryer on my hair. Then we got back to our room. I stood there in the middle of the room, watching him what he's doing. He went to his suitcase and searched for something. Then he took it out. A belt. I gulped. ‘’Don't look so surprised mon amour. I've told you I'm gonna punish you.’’ ‘’For what?!’’ I asked scarily. Seeing him how he is walking towards me. ‘’For you comparing yourself to other women, do you remember? Right after I ate you out. Then for not wearing that dress I bought you and not wearing that necklace. And on top of that, you thinking we're not dating.’’ I think I stopped breathing. ‘’So now-’’ he sat back on the bed. ‘’Come here, to your papa.’’ I gulped again, and walked slowly towards him. ‘’Can you count in french?’’ I looked into his eyes abruptly, feeling how teary they are getting and nodding at the same time. ‘’Good, baby girl.’’ He smirked and tapped on his legs. I positioned myself on him and waited. ‘’Actually I have other things to add. You storming out of here like a little pussy you were and swearing at me.’’ At this time I wanted to protest but he hit me with his belt. I yelled. ‘’Shhh-shhh, mon amour. Don't be loud.’’ He rubbed my ass a little bit. ‘’I didn't hear you count. That is another three spanks for disobeying my instructions.’’ I cried out. ‘’No, Charles, please.’’ ‘’Do you want another three?’’ ‘’NO!’’ I sobbed even harder. ‘’Un-’’, '-'Deux’’, ‘’Trois-’’ I said with a high pitched voice. It hurt like hell. I was crying and shivering. He had to put his other hand around my hips to keep me in place. ‘’Quatre-Cinq-Six’’ I let out with my cry. ‘’And now, for disobeying me.’’ Another three hard smacks on my ass. I stopped even feeling it.

‘’What a good girl you are. Now tell me Cherie, what have you learnt?’’ I sobbed. Saying quietly. ‘’To not to compare myself to others, to listen to you, to wear what you bought me, wear your necklace-’’ ‘’Not my necklace, it is yours.’’ ‘’-My necklace, not to swear at you and not to disobey you.’’ ‘’Good girl, you have a good memory.’’ He chuckled and kissed my back and turned me around. Grabbing me into his arms and putting me on the bed. ‘’And now, for you flirting with this guy.’’ ‘’What? I was-’’ ‘’Shut up, Y/N.’’ I shut my mouth. ‘’Well, clearly you thought we're not dating-’’ he laughed. ‘’But still, right now I'm gonna fuck you so painfully you will reconsider in the future to let other men hit on you.’’ So he grabbed me by my ankles and sprung me around. Now me laying on my stomach. He grabbed me by my hips and lifted me up. In no time he put himself inside of me. My body immediately reacted to it as trying to get away from him fast but he was faster, pinning me back to him as close as possible with his hands on my hips. I cried out, again. It hurt as hell. He was so big and thick yet I was so small and tight. I thought I'm gonna be ripped apart. I've heard him panting, putting even more force into his thrusts. Then he grabbed on of my leg, leaving it in the air. So he got even deeper. And I gasped for air, which I couldn't inhale. And just as he knew about my thoughts, he grabbed me with his second hand on my hip by my throat so I was extremely put up in this position with less space to breath. ‘’Your teary eyes do something to me Mon Amour.’’ I felt how my tears are falling on my cheeks. ‘’Take your leg and swaddle it around my back.’’ I did as he said. Trying to hold my leg back around his lower back area. Then with his free hand he found my clit and started to rub my clit, fast and harsh. I moaned more, with pleasure and pain. I was crying out loud. ‘’Tell me- Who is your boyfriend.’’ ‘’YOU, Charles.’’ ‘’Who do you belong to?’’ ‘’You, Charles. Just You!-’’ ‘’-Please, Charles.’’ I sobbed and cried out. He put a faster pace and I felt myself coming. All of a sudden, he stopped. And let himself free. I yelled desperately, crying to the sheets under me. ‘’Bad girls don't get to come.’’ He sprung me around once again so my mouth met his cock.

‘’Now you're gonna swallow like a whore you are.’’ He didn't hesitate to wait for any of my reaction on that and put his dick inside of my mouth. I wasn't even doing anything, he just fucked my face. And let himself cum. It was a big load. I felt it how it is leaking out of my nose as well. But still trying to swallow as much as I could. He looked at me, seeing how horrible I look. He went for his jeans. After that, I saw how he is opening his phone and it looked like he wants to take a photo  of me. ‘’Lay down.’’ And I did. I was so fucked out I just did what he said. ‘’I'm gonna take a photo of you. So you can see how you look after this. Maybe thanks to this you will remember that whenever you're gonna think less of you, this is how it ends and looks.’’ I just sobbed. ‘’Now, I'm gonna take care of you.’’ He grabbed me and took me into bathroom. Cleaning my face, my legs. Being gentle with me. ‘’Charles, I'm sorry.’’ ‘’Pst, Cherie. It is fine now.’’ He took me back into bed and put me on top of himself. Hugging me around my back and leg that was laying on his stomach. ‘’It is fine baby girl. I love you. And I hate when I see how you think of yourself sometimes. I don't want to see it again. Ever.’’ I just nodded. ‘’Now, I'm gonna tell you one of my favorite stories, to which I've always liked to listen as a kid. So go ahead, you have to be exhausted. Sleep tight baby girl.’’

[wisteriagoesvroom]

unnecessarily specific headcanons for college!AU f1 drivers, part 2

part 1 available here

(and now with more gender diversity because it’s my AU and why not)

pierre

- major: entrepreneurship

- attending on a sports scholarship. is on the diving team

- birth name Pascale but she hates it, someone called her Pierre years ago as a joke (after the founder of the modern olympics) and it stuck

- met charles as a kid on a highscool exchange scuba diving trip and they’ve been best friends ever since

- has made a habit of introducing herself as “from Rouen, not Paris”, so much so that the rest of the gang groans and says it for her every time someone new arrives and she has to make an introduction

- has bars of chocolate stowed in random places. literally all sorts. it’s her bad habit. she and Lando become friends because she hoards good Belgian chocolate (“the real stuff not this Americane or Britishe nonsense”)

- got into a huge disagreement with max over a second year group project. people could hear the dispute from several rooms down in the library. they were called into the dean’s office and let off with a warning

- claims not to be a good cook but regularly bashes out amazing French home cuisine that has half the dorm in tears

- somehow also finds time to snowboard and run half marathons during summer and winter breaks

yuki

- major: he doesn’t go to the university but is in the city culinary school. he is Pierre’s friend and shows up on campus mostly on Fridays and weekends

- the origin story of their friendship changes all the time because they lie about it. it becomes a running gag and nobody knows the actual truth (the truth is they both swiped right on tinder in freshman year, but actually worked out to be better friends than a couple)

- disgusted by most campus food. will bring his own bentos to eat on the quad. can magic up dishes out of seemingly nothing. famous for a hack that somehow involves making omurice in a rice cooker. also does a killer savoury soufflé pancake, and deep fried chicken which the gang request every time they get too sloshed. Yuki obliges because he enjoys cooking for people

- actually enjoys anime but gets annoyed when people ask him about it or when people use weeby topics as a conversational opener with him

- learned English from stage-ing in local kitchens and thus swears like a sailor and knows cuss words in three additional languages (Spanish, Italian, French)

- scar on leg in shape of a cow from falling off a skateboard once

- everyone thinks he and Pierre have something going on but at this point it’s purely platonic

- will start a fight if drunk and people make fun of his height

lando

- major: psychology

- openly nonbinary

- performs well in their field of study but is determined to finish their degree so they can fully focus on their budding career in esports. esports alias is quadrant

- dyes their hair different colours constantly, depending on mood. had a phase where it was really orange when they were mad at an overwatch match that ended badly

- self-taught in three different instruments (guitar, piano, recorder for the shits and giggles). is a better DJ than charles and stops charles from taking the aux chord at parties to play his charlie sadboi mixes all the time

- best Instagram stories of the gang. somehow really well curated but authentic at the same time

- will do standup one day for kicks and absolutely murder the set, and then never touch it again

- shockingly good at the game twister. maybe was a gymnast in highschool but doesn’t like to talk about it possibly due to the gender trauma

- is a little bit abrasive and will tease/clown everybody for their shenanigans. but when shit hits the fan is the first person to show up with a big bowl of soup and some tissues and check if the other person is okay and “do you want to talk about it”

guan yu

- major: software engineering

- always seems on the cusp of some academic disaster but pulls through surprisingly well

- rides an e scooter around campus

- people think he’s in the architecture or design school because he always turns out immaculate fits

- is the person to ask everyone during study sessions if anyone wants bubble tea. (he wants bubble tea. he will order for everyone. he has a phone note with everyone’s favourite order. he judges charles for wanting a jasmine tea flavour but with milk. he will patiently explain to max what a bubble tea is, then it becomes one of max’s favourite drinks.)

- despite his academic ups and downs, already has unconditional offers from at least 3 Silicon Valley late-stage startups and all 4 Chinese big tech firms

- will one day do something so revolutionary with AI and visual design, like the next great CAD system or something, that he never has to work again

carla

- major: history of art

- many aliases. aka Carlita. Kylie. Kiki.

- THE it-girl on campus. manicure always immaculate and always in shades of red. boys (and girls, and even the TAs) always want to talk to her but are sooo intimidated

- always posting Instagram photos of her on a plane or holiday even though she’s studying in her room. never lets people know her next move

- people clown her for her major but she is actually really knowledgeable about art and takes it very seriously. her study notes are extremely organized, whether it’s her macbook or flashcards. she is in general good favour with the profs if she would only stop texting in seminars

- dad’s name is on one of the library wings. everyone realises this on the first day and she’s like “yes… i am a nepo baby. anyway where are we meeting later, i have an in with the promoters at this club if we want to go there”

- secret guilty pleasure is playing first person shooter games on her switch and absolutely decimating people. it is her outlet for aggression. she may also have beaten quadrant/lando at overwatch once but won’t tell anyone because playing overwatch messes with her party girl image

- starts a side hustle doing events and ten years after graduation will be extremely successful in this venture

- stress cries often but pulls it together. prone to scream-singing sad Spanish ballads when drunk. surprisingly knows every single word to a decade’s worth of Pitbull songs

[landinrris]

I love how jewellery is a big sentimental thing for him and his friends. The necklace he’s wearing at the moment was a birthday gift from his friend Zedd (the dj). There were pics of Zedd giving him the bag in the McLaren garage and Zedd has one himself as well. He wears bracelets his family give him, he wears jewellery gifts other friends give him. He even still wears sometimes a bracelet Luisa gave him

Side note but I also love that he wears bracelets and jewellery gifts from fans well after they have been given to him (Charles does this as well). He has said on streams a few times he keeps everything fans give him because he doesn’t like getting rid of things people have taken time to make for him. He even showed some things on camera when people said they didn’t believe him and challenged him to show things they had made for him. It’s really sweet how sentimental he is under all the sarcasm. Same with how fiercely he seems to love people once he lets them in to his circle.

Idk sorry, went off at a tangent. I’m just feeling a very soft about him rn. He’s a good egg.

Oh yes, I am intimately familiar with the necklace he got for his birthday from Zedd. I am also very normal about it and its design.

But for real, him showing his love through jewelry makes me very unwell because it's always such a personal gift. Him wearing it (any piece) is an intentional declaration in his feelings and thoughts on it. Even seemingly stupid little ones like the shark tooth he wore over summer. It's also always nice to hear the words from his mouth that he keeps everything.

[gimmethosedaddymilkers]

Arthur Morgan Modern Headcannons pt2

Okokok

PART ONE HERE KINDA IMPORTANT TO READ FIRST

Everyone loved the modern headcannons and wanted to have some modern wedding headcannons 

As well as some more arthur on the bike wink wonk

So

we’re gonna combine the two, and start with the wedding and work in some of the bike!

Oh and @photo1030​ suggested Arthur on a more vintage looking Indian Motorcycle rather than a Harley, so I’ll leave an image of both and write for both! 

A LITTLE NSFW SO 18+ ONLY

Okay

So after Arthur has asked you to marry him because of course he did

You two set away at making wedding plans almost immediately

You more than him

not that he isn’t excited to marry you because of course he is

but because he isn’t exactly into big party’s

he’d be willing to just get married with his family, your family, and one officiator.

But he knows you’ll want something a little more extravagant.

So he let’s you do whatever it is you’d like to do for it

You want to do a color scheme? He knows you won’t make him look like a total fool

you want a specific kind of food there?

He’s not picky he’ll eat anything you put on his plate

it’s the same with the cake, it can look any way you want

he’s absolutely there to accept any and all plans you make

of course he’ll help with certain things but he’s given you free reign

Like I said

it’s not that he’s not excited for your wedding

quite the opposite 

he mentions to you just how excited he is for it every morning he wakes up with you

He mentions ‘we’ve got X amount of days until you’re Mrs./Mr. Morgan’ and then the rest of the day you have a smile on your face.

He helps pick the location, obviously

He wants to do it on Dutch’s ranch, there’s plenty of space there to set up a venue, and you debate it over a night but then realize it’s probably best for the two of you.

It’s close to family and Arthur would love to be closer to family rather than somewhere he doesn’t know, and you know that.

Plus there’s a beautiful apple orchard that Hosea’s started there 

that you think would be fantastic to put the alter at

You invite your family, your friends and the entirety of Arthur’s family and all is set up sooner than you think

Of course you make the color scheme your favorite color and white, or black if that’s more your style

(Myself it’s olive green and white, that’s what I’d like to have whenever my actual wedding happens, if it happens lmao)

which means whatever your favorite color is, is the color of Arthur’s tie, or his tux with a black tie, depends on the route you decide to go

 (Like for me, an olive green suit with a black or white tie, I think it’d look fantastic) 

Your dress is the same way! 

(AND OR SUIT YOU WOULD MATCH WITH HIM OMG THAT’D BE SO CUTE OMG WHAT IF YOU WERE OPPOSITE? SO GREEN TIE AND BLACK SUIT) 

(A mostly white dress with olive green accents for me I swear these are just to try and give you an idea of what I mean but also shut it I can dream too)

The decorations match the color scheme and Abigail does a lot of it, she kinda takes over and decides that she is gonna be your wedding planner.

Jack is OBVIOUSLY the flower boy

The song Arthur proposed with 

This one btw

Is the one you two have your first dance to

The song that plays as your maid of honor and bridesmaids walk down the aisle with the groomsmen with is 

This one here

and then obviously the traditional wedding march as you walk down the aisle, but with a little bit of a southern twang to it, played on an acoustic guitar. 

Your bridesmaids and Maids of honor are either your closest friends (Any you can think of!) 

or

Your closest friends from Arthur’s family!

Mary-Beth, Tilly, Karen, Molly, Susan, and Abigail of course! 

Who is your Maid of Honor? 

Def Abigail, she helped do the entire wedding of course

and obviously John is Arthur’s Best man

It was a real toss up

it was between john and charles

but john won

because of that whole brotherly bond thing

The dj for the wedding is Sean because he insisted and if you didn’t he threatened to make you feel bad for the rest of your life for it.

The whole thing goes off without a hitch! 

Arthur is crying at the alter and pretending not to be

He sees you and just can’t stop himself you’re just too perfect and he’s sniffling and trying to wipe away the tears without it being too noticeable

That makes Abigail cry, which makes you cry, which makes John cry, and everyone is crying

Dutch is crying the loudest and Hosea is hitting him repeatedly to try and get him to shut up

When it comes time for the reception, food dancing and the like

everyone keeps calling you Mrs./Mr. Morgan and welcomes you to the Van Der Linde family without hesitation

Everyone dances happily, and gets drunk

Arthur gets drunk but for once its happy drunk, and not drinking because it’ll take his mind off things

He sings badly for you and the two of you 

Just have the time of your lives

the pictures you get taken for the wedding are sent to you about a month after and you swear you’d almost kiss Albert for how well they came out

Arthur looked so handsome and you PROMISED him that the photos would be treasured forever

You even set one of the digital copy ones as your lock screen because he looked so damn fine

Speaking of fine

Those motorcycles

He doesn’t ride them often but you complain to him to start doing it more because

GODDAMN

HOLY FUCK

YOU’D FUCK HIM ON THE BIKE IF YOU COULD

The vintage Indian Motorcycle is older and it takes a lot of repairs sometimes

He doesn’t take the bikes into the shop though

Mainly just because he’s got the tools at home to fix it 

So

On the days you aren’t at work you sit at home and watch him work on it

swearing under his breath

sweating and wiping oil on himself

Tossing things to the side and calling them names

Going from angry at the bike to nice the next second

“You fuckin’ bitch that’s my goddamn hand”

“Aw...start up for me, please?” 

Now, modern Arthur keeps his hair fairly short, faded at the sides and anywhere from a 2 to 3 level beard.

He’s got tats on his arms all the way to the shoulder, a sleeve, only on one arm though, the other has a few tats but not a sleeve

He’s got a chest tat, but its not huge

the one on his back is tho

You get to see them when he works on the bike because he gets hot and frustrated and tosses his tanktop to the side or ends up using it as a rag because the one he usually tucks in his waistband gets lost when he kicks pieces to the side

The back piece is a Buck, one of his favorite animals and his arm is an amalgamation of things

His favorite fire arms, which he uses as an excuse to say 

“What, you mean, these guns?” And then flex

He’s got just a bunch of things that mean a lot to him and also anything that he thinks looks good on him.

He’s got a feather tattooed on there somewhere from an eagle, (it’s matching with Charles)

In general he’s got wilderness things tattooed on him, mountains and trees and the like

The chest tattoo is small, but also a favorite firearm, one of the repeaters he likes

He’s got flowers mixed in too! A man can like flowers damnit!

When his bikes are fixed up

He’s 

GOD

he’s a hunk

He wears this tight fitting white shirt and these fantastic jeans with biker chaps and a leather jacket to match.

He wears his cowboy hat too, which of course you always warn him it’s gonna fall off when he’s riding but of course he remembers to tie it on with the straps he had you sew in

Like I said he usually keeps his cigarettes rolled up into his arm sleeve, that way he can reach them easy, and the sight of him smoking on a vintage bike 

WOO 

Look AT H IIM

He always smirks at you and says the PERFECT THINGS

He drops you off at work sometimes and when he does you know that means he’s gonna pick you up for a bike ride that evening 

When he pulls up to your work and kicks that kick stand out to wait for you to get on he’ll look at you, smirk with his cigarette between his lips and say

“C’mon Baby. You an’ me are gonna ride all damn night.”

JUST 

A H

He’s just so damn hot you don’t know what to do 

He takes you on long bike rides sometimes

on like

bike week? 

He’ll take the harley for those tho, cause it’s more reliable for the longer trips

and the two of you ride together

Sometimes he steers with one hand and puts the other on your thigh while he drives

It’s a little precarious because 

ya know

bike 

but he knows what he’s doing so you always feel safe

AND HORNY

He loves both of his bikes like 

LOVES

i mean

sometimes he talks to them and you’re like

“Honey, for the love of god, if you don’t say those exact words to me right now and fuck me in the hayloft you and I are going to have marital issues that I’m not sure we can fix.”

Cause he says with that stuPID voice of his

“That’s my Girl”

and 

“Good Girl..” 

Not only that but he’ll get mad when he’s fixing them (As previously mentioned) 

And say something like

“Goddamn it why can’t you just fuckin’ start for me you dirty whore?” 

“ARTHUR PLEASE I WILL START-” 

And let me tell you

after a ride on the bike he’s a little riled 

and the two of you go

HAM

Like 

DAMN

you go ham

GREAT HAM

When the two of you finish said hamming

You always make food because he’s sleeping

snoring his ass off in the adjacent bedroom, laying flat on his back with his arms spread eagle and a blanket just barely covering his unmentionables

His hair all tousled and a small sheen of sweat covering his body

he’ll eventually stumble out with boxers pulled on haphazardly 

It’s mostly because he smelled food, but also because you weren’t cuddling him and he’s a little bit of a baby.

You feed him, and sit there playing with his hair, which he LOVES

he thinks about growing it out a little longer because then there’s more for you to mess with but 

with him being a mechanic he doesn’t wanna risk it getting caught in some machine and ripping his scalp at all

So he keeps it short but he loves you messing with it all the same.

He makes you lunch btw

he isn’t the best at cooking but he’s pretty good

he makes you your favorite sandwiches and puts soup in a container for you and literally makes sure all your favorite snacks are in there for you

He packs it the night before while you’re reading in front of the fireplace and then he curls up with you on the couch

9 times out of 10 you have to wake him up and herd him into the bedroom where he immediately cuddles back up into you.

He is 

A 

WONDERFUL

AND

HOT MAN

Who happens to also be

YOUR HUSBAND

Please

I’ll write so many more of these if it’s what pleases the people

just tell me

request them

ill sell my soul to write more

[ivory--raven]

Izzy's Knee

Before season two came out, I saw the trailer. I saw that Izzy had a prosthetic leg. I assumed he had lost his leg due to infection, which has been established as a danger leading to amputation with Lucius's finger and to a lesser extent, with the Swede's illness (scurvy) leading to irreversible bodily harm ('the teeth don't go back in').

And to some extent Izzy's amputation confirms this established pattern. At the time of amputation his leg is rotten, that's the reason given in the text for its necessity, and the reason given by Izzy when he likens Ed to his 'rotten leg.'

But Izzy didn't lose his leg because of an infection due to the toe amputation in season one. Izzy lost his leg because Ed shot him in the knee. After slicing off at least two more of his toes. The shooting wasn't necessary for Izzy to lose his leg. As established with Lucius and Swede, Izzy's toe injury could logically lead to losing his leg. The shooting was a reference to the historical Izzy Hands' story of being shot in the knee by Blackbeard. From the Wikipedia article on Israel Hands,

Captain Charles Johnson wrote that Hands was shot in the knee when Teach fired at another of his crew, missing him but striking Hands. Hands asked Teach for his reasons, whereupon Teach remarked that, "if he did not now and then kill one of them, they would forget who he was."

In OFMD, Ed shoots Izzy when Izzy sticks up for the crew. He says the atmosphere has become toxic - and he says this because he has just been below decks with the traumatized crew. They are too afraid to say something, so Izzy does. In his own word, he "must." Ed shoots Izzy because Izzy has forgotten that Ed is not to be questioned. Izzy has forgotten that Ed is the Kraken, is Blackbeard, not Edward. And it's one of the historical touches DJ adds. Stede's leaving his wife and kids, sailing with Ed, the destruction of the Republic of Pirates, Izzy being shot in the knee. He follows the broad strokes of history here and there, although not in order and the further along in season two, the more abstract the historical tie ins have to be to make that plot work. But they still must be there. Ostensibly this is a pirate show.

From the moment Izzy lost his toe he was legibly disabled. He was able to hide it, at the beginning of season two - he wasn't using his crutch - but once he had become disabled there was no going back. His amputation made his disability legible again. Metaphorically, Izzy's disability can be read as symbolizing his growing apart from the Blackbeard myth. Izzy's uncomfortable smile when he was first maimed in season one, to his verbally confronting Ed and being shot for it. This is a man who has made a mistake, who comes to see that and learns to separate himself from the Blackbeard myth over the course of season two.

Izzy's disability is also just that: a disability. In readings of disability it's important not to lose sight of the real disability for the metaphor. Piracy is a dangerous career, and though in season one, most of the violence is cartoon violence played for comic effect, Izzy brings in a lot of the real violence, real danger. Perhaps he was doomed from the moment he said death was the only retirement for pirates. Izzy has been called the only human in a muppet show - perhaps it makes sense, storywise, then, that the violence he faces should be real violence.

Izzy had to lose a toe because Ed's downward spiral at the end of season one had to be made tangible. Izzy was a part of the Blackbeard myth - he had to physically be transformed by the myth's transformation. And once Izzy had lost a toe, his disability had to remain visible. His toe was no longer 'enough' disability. And as the situation on the Revenge got worse, Izzy, metaphorically representing that situation, also had to get more legibly impaired - something that could be read as 'worse' though I'm hesitant to give disability a hierarchy and I don't think it's fair to do so.

[taylorlovesrain]

sparkling - lando norris

pairing: lando norris x reader

warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of alcohol & drugs, jealousy & none other really

authors note: this is my first time writing something like this & I really like it, so I hope you do too, also this is kind of inspired by Bejeweled by Taylor Swift just more angsty & fluffy

word count: about 1.36k

they have been eyeing each other all night, him now behind the dj pult, her sitting in a booth with their friends. everyone could feel the tension between her and him, because everyone knew about how they liked each other but them. beside her someone laughs, right her date, she doesn’t even really know the guy next to her, neither does she know why she brought him to go out with her and her friends, maybe to make him jealous but that would be stupid, wouldn’t it?

lando has also asked himself why she brought him here, he might have finally made a move tonight.. but he doesn’t even believe that himself, you have always been such good friends, no need to ruin that. but now he’s standing behind the pult, in the shoes she gave him as a present, and she is sitting there looking beautiful with that man he already couldn’t stand.

across from her, someone tried to grab her attention, pierre „hey y/n are you alright, you seem like you zoned out“, the french guy asks her „yes, thank you, just thinking“ she replies, not tearing her eyes of the man across the room, she wanted him to know how she felt about him, how she puts him first, not knowing if shes even in his top five, „about what“ the too curious man beside her asks, „nothing important, hey lets go dance!“ she tells him and gets up, dragging him across the dance floor, to somewhere, where she wouldn’t be able to see lando too much.

the whole table notices of course, „they’re hurting each other“ carlos speaks from the corner of the booth, „yes its not good for them, how they pine after each other without making a move, y/n told me the other day how she’s scared that lando won’t like her back and she will ruin their friendship.“ the monasque man replies, as you’re best friend, charles knows best about all your feelings. „we need to help them to confess to each other, it hurts me too, watching them being in love without the other one knowing“ charles girlfriend charlotte replies to him.

„you’re aura is so moonstone“ the guy she is dancing with whispers in her ear, he is saying that because he’s high and doesn’t know what that sentence means to her and why her friend.. lando commented it under her post. she turns around and tells him „hey how about we get you a taxi, so you can go home?“ - „why would we do that?“ the man she’s dancing with asks her too drunk to notice any of the signs how she doesn’t even like him, which she gave him the whole night, „because you’re drunk“ she tells him coldly and begins to drag him out of the club.

of course lando notices them leaving, he hasn’t teared his eyes of her all night how would he not notice them leaving together? regret and sadness fill him, seeing them go out of the door, should he follow them? no that would be stupid, so he decides on the next best thing, going back to the booth to his friends, because thats the only way he might get himself to think about about something else but her, because not even the dj pult he loves so much can do that at the moment. as soon as he sits down he gets engaged in the conversation, all of them are talking for minutes, but for him it feels like hours, because she’s not in her seat next to him, he wonders what she’s up to, of she’s kissing him?, if she likes it? but his thoughts get interrupted by daniel shouting „hey look y/n‘s back“ - he turns his head, fast, and there she is, making the whole place shimmer as she walks in the room.

he is the first person she sees after reentering the room, she hadn’t planned on leaving, mainly because she wanted to have a nice night with her friends but also because she polished up real nice for tonight. she makes her way over to her friends and lando and slides into her seat. „hey wheres your date?“ charles asks her, „too drunk, had to send him home in a taxi“ she replies „aww you’re like a caring mum“ the daniel tells her with his australian accent from the other corner of the booth, the conversation flowed from there but one person who was really quiet as she noticed was the man next to her, lando. „hey are you alright?“ she asks him,

his green eyes focus on her, „yes, just not feeling too well“ he replies, still looking at her, how could he not look at her she’s so beautiful, and what’s he gonna do about it, a diamonds gotta shine. „we could leave if you want to, and maybe watch a movie at the hotel?“ her words shocked him.

her words shock her too, she didn’t even think before she said them, but maybe that was a good thing, maybe this was her shooting her shot without shooting it, but what shocked her even more, was his reply, „i would love to.“

so they announce to the whole table, that they’re about to leave, because lando isn’t feeling too well and y/n doesn’t want to leave him by himself, they also ask if anyone wants to join them, but everyone of their friends denies the offer, in hopes that they would finally confess their feelings to one another. so they make their way out of the club, her holding onto his arm, so they won’t loose each other. as soon as their outside she makes her way over to a taxi with him following her.

the drive was quiet but in a comfortable way. he thought about why he said yes to her offer, even though he was excited about finally spending some time alone together afterwards months, but he also felt scared. the fear of her not liking him came up again. the taxi came to a sudden halt, causing him to lay a hand on her thigh. „we’re here“ the taxi driver says from the front, causing lando to sigh, out of relief but also out of sadness, he liked the comfortable feeling in the car between them. so he got out of the car with her following him, he paid the driver and the taxi drove off.

now it was only the two of them again.

„hey do you hear that?“ she broke the silence, „what?“ he asks her, „the music coming from one of the parked cars?“ now he heard the music too, it was some kind of taylor swift song, „come on lets dance!“ she said while grabbing his hands, he was shocked at first but slowly he knew how to move, he just had to copy her moves, lando was not a good dancer, but with y/n he felt like he was good at it, so they danced, and the whole moment felt perfect, the dancing, on the street, to a taylor swift song and them slowly moving towards each other.

she looked up at him as their chests touched, but he was already looking down at her with his beautiful green eyes. the moment was too perfect not to do it and it just felt right, so she got on her tiptoes, slowly moving her hands behind his neck and he moved his hands to her cheeks holding her face.

and their faces moved toward the other one slowly, filled with fear but also with happiness, when they’re lips met, both her and him closed their eyes. none of them ever received such a kiss before, the kiss felt meaningful, full of feelings and relieving at the same time. her lips are so soft lando thought and carefully bit her lip a little, causing her to gasp and him to slip his tongue im her mouth. now they’re tongues where dancing too, just like they had minutes before.

the kiss slowly came to an end. and both of them leaned their foreheads together, still with closed eyes.

„i‘ve been wanting to do that for so long“ she says

„me too, y/n“ lando replies.

[hourcat]

i cant write that fic for real btw because that would mean charles would replace dj and i cant do that to my baby girl

[parfumieren]

Amanda (Amanda Lepore)

Of all the celebrities in the world, I chose her. I could have had Britney, J.Lo, Maria, Fergie, Celine, or Elizabeth Taylor-- heck, even Tilda Swinton, if androgyny was so compelling….

But no. My very deliberate first choice of celebrity perfume came from an aging transgender socialite with a rampant cosmetic surgery addiction and four dance-mix EPs that can best be described as unlistenable.

Why her? Why Amanda Lepore?

For those not in the know, Amanda Lepore is the steely-yet-vulnerable, thoroughly unshockable, plastic-fantastic queen of Manhattan's stygian depths. During the legendary '90's, Amanda ran with the likes of James Saint James, Richie Rich, DJ Keoki, and the Club Kids' notorious Svengali, Michael Alig. Her über-smooth, surgically-enhanced visage -- complete with cherry-red lips pumped full-to-bursting with collagen -- provided photographer and lifelong friend David LaChappelle with decades of inspiration. On the other hand, it's also attracted a particularly nasty brand of social editorial, scathing in its rejection of the blurred gender line.

But rest assured, I am not here to wield that weapon.

On the surface, Amanda's world is as far from my world as Pluto is to the sun. But I have been attracted to it all my life. I myself have walked the gender identity tightrope, as have many of my idols: David Bowie, Patti Smith, Nico and Candy Darling, Lili Elbe, Justin Vivian Bond, Kate Bornstein, Charles Busch, John Cameron Mitchell, Eddie Izzard, Divine. I identify more with these outlaws of the gender frontier than I do with Britney & Co. any day. And because of all this, I desperately wanted Amanda not to fail. I longed to see her perfume blow away all the haters and baiters and nasty naysayers.

Due to its limited production (only 5,000 bottles released) and prohibitive price tag ($900+), it appears that precious few samples of Amanda ever made their way into the hands of reviewers. Most journalists, online and off, merely recycled the most shocking snippets from the office press release. Its bottle (encrusted with 1,000 Swarovski crystals!) and its preposterous ingredients (red lipstick! Steamed rice! A dash of real Cristal® champagne"!) set Amanda up to be a magnificent train wreck.

Yet Luca Turin swore up and down that the damned thing had merit. He raved about the marvelous job done by Christophe Laudamiel to harness and tame its sizable iris content (which -- more than any amount of tacky bling -- surely accounted for that massive price tag).

If this was the Holy Grail of trash fragrances, loyalty drove this kitten to undertake a quest. In the end I found a tiny decant listed at a 60% percent discount-- perfect for me, since naturally I don't have a month's rent to spend on a single perfume. What else could I do? I snapped it up.

While waiting for its delivery, I confess I began to suffer from buyer's remorse. Had I really stopped to consider what a former Club Kid's perfume might smell like? I envisioned sweaty cleavage encased in a cruelly boned corset, whose black organza and lace had absorbed an evening's worth of subway stench, cigarette smoke, spilled bubbly and lightly toasted ketamine. (What can I say? I've read AND watched Party Monster far too often for my own good.) Even worse, I imagined the smell of the corset's matching black lace panties. A boozy, sexy, sticky, spent-all-night-at-the-club-and-can't-be-bothered-to-shower-now sort of smell. An ANGEL sort of smell.

What the hell had I done?

When Amanda arrived, I sat staring at the spray sample vial as if it held Eau de Kryptonite. I decided to apply it after a shower, not bothering to dress in case I found myself forced to break a land-speed record to get back under the hot spray.

Please, god, please-- don't let it be a scrubber, I found myself chanting. Come on, Amanda….

The first note shocked me cross-eyed. Are you fucking serious? I heard myself saying aloud. Apparently, yes she is. Delicate, delicious, and without a doubt feminine, here was the scent of steamed rice. When I first read those words in the press release, I'd thought it was a joke. But what now rose from my wrists was a remarkable facsimile of steamer-cooked Japanese short-grain brown rice, bran-rich and faintly woody. A mandarin note rode atop it, veiled as daintily in curls of steam as Lady Godiva in her long golden tresses. (Again, Amanda: are you fucking serious?)

A faint hint of fruity plastic -- the so-called "lipstick" accord -- followed, tailed by a tinge of something alcoholic. Cristal®? More like Gekkeikan. Yes, it was the unmistakable scent of warm plum sake. After expecting to be clocked in the head with a disco ball, to be ushered instead into the tatami room of a traditional kaiseki restaurant was near about the limit. The repast Amanda set before me was simple, impeccable, refined-- but she wasn't finished with me yet.

After ten minutes, the iris kicked in. The scent of iris shares so many olfactory characteristics with the notes that came before it -- rice, steam, gluten, wood, even plastic -- that I found myself whispering, Yes, yes, of course, I see it! It's not listed, but I trusted my own nose and that of Luca Turin: there's iris in here, all right. (In fact, I think that perhaps it alone creates that starchy-steam accord.)

After an hour, I was still fully engaged with the interweave of Amanda's three main accords: iris, rice, mandarin. At any given moment, one seemed more prominent than the others-- but a moment later, it gracefully ceded the foreground to another. I kept expecting a hostile takeover by something loathsome a la Angel, but it never came. Over and over, eternal, tranquil, they braided closely around one another - iris, rice, mandarin.

The watershed moment came when my spouse came home from work. I'd warned him that morning that my pulse points would be the staging area for an experiment-- possibly hazardous. Now I held my arm out to him. Correctly gauging the smile on my face as a green light, he leaned in cautiously to inhale, then nodded.

"That's really nice; what is that?" he said.

"It's Amanda," I replied.

"It's quieter than I expected," he said. "Pleasant."

"A keeper?"

"A keeper."

That night I wore it to an art gallery opening. With my spouse by my side and Amanda on my skin, I felt as though I was in the best of company. How does that song go?

Well she's all you'd ever want; She's the kind you'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place; She's got style, she's got grace-- she's a winner. She's a lady… and the lady is mine.

--Tom Jones "She's A Lady"

Scent Elements: Iris, mandarin, strawberry, woods, cucumber, "red lipstick", "steamed rice", and "champagne" accords. And Amanda. Beautiful, fascinating, unforgettable Amanda.

[peternelthorpe]

Band Name Origins: Stories Behind Band Names

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Band Name Origins: Stories Behind Band Names

Did you know that the Bee Gees were named after the initials of a DJ called Bill Gates? Did you know that the real story behind the origin of the name of the rock band 10cc is much more trivial and boring than the urban legend that surrounds it? Did you ever wonder why the hell would someone choose to name his band Chumbawamba? Here you can widen your knowledge by learning about the origins or rock bands names and pop artists pseudonyms.

10cc: an urban legend claims that the band who wrote the hit Im Not in Love has chosen her name as a gesture to the average male ejaculation, which is estimated as 9cc of sperm. but, the bands name really originated in a dream the band manager, Jonathan King, had in which he was managing a band by the name of 10cc

Alice in Chains: Lane Stanley and Jerry Cantrell had intended to form a heavy metal band that will perform covers of Slayer while wearing dresses. Although there plan did not come out, the name of the band remained. Alice in Chains is a take off on Alice in Wonderland with an S and M twist. Bee Gees: The Gibb brothers first had in mind the name The Rattlesnakes as a name of their band. Later they have come up with the idea of honoring the initials of both Brothers Gibb and their close friend and one of their first supports, DJ Bill Gates, who has nothing to do with the founder of Microsoft. Chumbawamba: apparently, one of the band members had a strange dream, in which he could not decide which public toilet door he should enter since the Men and Women signs were replaced with Chumba and Wamba signs. The Doors: formerly named Psychedelic Ranger, inspired by a William Blake quote: If the doors of perception were to be cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. Elvis Costello: was born as Declan Patrick McManus. When he had started his musical career, he adopted an alias created by a combination of Elvis Presley and Lou Costello, mainly because he represents the exact opposite of the other Elvis.

The Fall: taken from the title of a novel authored by Albert Camus.

Grateful Dead: originally named The Warlocks. The origin of the cult band final name was inspired by an old English folk tale, which themed around a traveler who is saved by the spirit of a dead person who is grateful for the travelers generosity and his willingness to pay the deads man debts in order for him to be buried.

The Happy Mondays: Shaun Rider was inspired by the happy Mondays he and the other members of the band were having as unemployed who were spending the day that follows the weekend in sleeping while the other people were off to work.

Ice T: the controversial gangsta rapper has chosen to name himself after Iceberg Slim, a famous pimp who later became an author of books that describe gangsta living. Johnny Rotten: the Sex Pistols leader was born as John Lydon. He received a stage name that was found more suitable for an anarchist punk with a set of rotten teeth.

Kraftwerk: the pioneer electronic band adopted the German translation of the term Power Station.

L. LL Cool J: James Todd Smith pseudonym is an Acronym for Ladies Love Cool James.

Marilyn Manson: the bandleader pseudonym mixes two of Americas favorite celebrities: Marilyn Monroe and Charles Manson. Other members of the band are using the pseudonyms Ginger Fish, Twiggy Ramirez and Madonna Wayne Gacy.

Nine Inch Nails: inspired by the nails that attached Jesus to the cross

The Orb: in Woody Allens Sleeper, there is a silver ball that causes people who touches it to react in strange ways. This device was called The Orb.

The Pogues: originally named Pogue Mahone, which is Kiss my Ass in Gaelic, the band shortened the name to avoid airplay censorship.

Queen: one word that catches both transvestite and royalty connotation was the perfect band name in the eyes of Freddie Mercury.

The Replacements: according to the myth, the punk rock band adapted the name after replacing a missing band in a gig, an incident that made them introduced themselves as The Replacements.

Sex Pistols: Malcolm Mclaren is responsible for the choice of the name, partly to help promote the clothes shop called Sex owned by Vivien Westwood who used to be his girlfriend at the time.

TLC: the initials of the band members nicknames T Boz, Left Eye and Chilli. It also suggests the acronym for Tender Loving Care.

UB40: the politically oriented band was named after a type of British unemployment form.

Velvet Underground: named after the title of an unknown sex book that one of the band members has found lying on the sidewalk Weezer: the band front man was nicknamed Weezer in high school since he was a geek who suffered from asthma that caused him to make wheezing sounds.

XTC: this punk band was formed in 1976 long before the usage of the drug was popular. The band had changed its original name Star Park after watching a Jimmy Durante clip in which he states: Im in ecstasy!

Yeah Yeah Yeah: according to Karen O, the inspiration to the hip band name came from the New Yorker phrase, which means something like whatever. ZZ Top: there are two versions related to the origin of the band name. According to the first one, the name of the band is a spoof on the name of the blues musician ZZ Hill. According to the second version, the name relates to a combination of two popular brands of cigarette rolling papers: Zig Zag and Tops Rolling papers.