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cutielando · 3 months

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cat’s out of the bag ~ charles leclerc

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synopsis: your secret relationship with Charles gets leaked when he forgets you’re in public.

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liked by yourbff, f0rmula1wags and 98,385 others f1gossippofficial F1 driver Charles Leclerc was seen locking lips with a mystery brunette last night while in Monaco? Is there a new woman in the driver's life, 2 years after split from former girlfriend Charlotte Siné?

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user this was not on my list of things I expected to see today

user1 if he's happy, i'm happy for him as well!!

user same here

user2 who is she????

f0rmula1wags we think it might be y/n y/l/n!!! she's been friends with the Leclerc family for a long time and it is reported her and Charles got close over the last couple of months!

user2 omg i'm so happy for him 😭😭

user3 such a shame, i loved him with cha

user4 we all did, but just because they didn't work out doesn't mean we can't be happy for him if he's found someone else

user2 user4 true that!!

yourbff 😋

user3 UM HELLLOOOOO?????? YOURBFF?????

user4 THIS IS THE CONFIRMATION WE NEEDED

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yourinsta looking good, living even better (soft-launching shit)

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yourbff BEING THIS GORGEOUS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL🤯🤯🤯🤯❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

yourinsta i love you !!! come visit soon !! ❤️❤️

yourbff i will!! gotta meet that bf of yours 😩😩

yourinsta 😏💛

user1 we all agree this is y/n soft-launching charles, right?

user2 agreed

user3 agreed

user4 hell yeah

user5 it's so obvious

francisca.cgomes you're gorgeous !! we need to hang out soon <3

yourinsta we do !! i can't wait to see you !! ❤️

user4 you're hanging out with Charles' best friend's girlfriend and want us to think you're not dating? gurl 🥲🥲

charles_leclerc you're beautiful, bella ❤️

yourinsta thank you charlie ❤️

yourmother i miss you two!! visit soon! liked by charles_leclerc

yourinsta we will !! ❤️

leclerc_pascale ma belle fille 😍😇 (my beautiful girl)

yourinsta ❤️❤️

user6 charles literally liked her mother's comment and they really want us to think they're not dating

user7 she is actually gorgeous like wtf

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charles_leclerc they also call me charles lewink 😉

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yourinsta damn

charles_leclerc 😌

leclerc_pascale je t'aime, mon amour ❤️ (i love you, my love)

charles_leclerc je t'aime aussi, maman!!! tu me manques 🥺❤️ (i love you too, mum! i miss you)

carlossainz55 this is the best kept secret ever for you

charles_leclerc she would murder me otherwise

carlossainz55 she does have a point, you run your mouth too much sometimes

charles_leclerc don't bully me

carlossainz55 just stating facts

arthur_leclerc you look decent 👍🏻

charles_leclerc thank you brother. that's the first nice thing you've said about me all year

arthur_leclerc not my fault she's better than you

charles_leclerc can't argue with that

scuderiaferrari ❤️ liked by charles_leclerc

user1 there is no way in hell that's not y/n

user2 they look kinda cute together. i dig

pierregasly kika is driving me crazy about going on a double date?

charles_leclerc let me ask the boss

francisca.cgomes pierregasly 😐

charles_leclerc she said yes. granted you get out of the dog house by then

francisca.cgomes i'm not promising anything

pierregasly i'm sorry baby😭😭

user3 they're toying with us at this point

user4 oh, to be y/n 😮‍💨

user5 to be y/n? more like to be charles. she's gorgeous, she's kind, she's literally perfect

user3 facts

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charles_leclerc & yourinsta us ❤️

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leclerc_pascale vous êtes parfaits l'un pour l'autre !❤️ (you are perfect for each other) liked by yourinsta and charles_leclerc

yourinsta nous t'aimons, maman! ❤️❤️ (we love you, mum) liked by leclerc_pascale

arthur_leclerc he's more sufferable thanks to you

yourinsta it's called the girlfriend effect

charles_leclerc i didn't know this was bully charles time

yourinsta i'm sorry, mon coeur. i love you ❤️

user1 WE KNEW IT

user2 PARENTS. AAAHHHHHHH

user3 they are more beautiful together than i imagined

francisca.cgomes ❤️❤️❤️ liked by yourinsta

pierregasly you can finally stop driving me crazy with this

charles_leclerc i did not drive you crazy

pierregasly tell that to my sanity

user4 not Pierre roasting Charles 😭😭😭😭

landonorris you two make me sick

yourinsta awwww, is someone jealous?

landonorris as if

yourinsta i could set you up with one of my friends

landonorris don't toy with my feelings, woman

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yourinsta my man ❤️ tagged: charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc you make me the happiest I've ever been❤️

yourinsta charlieeeeee, you're gonna make me cry 😭😭❤️

charles_leclerc noo, don't cry mon amour, come cuddle

yourinsta omw❤️

landonorris you two are disgusting

yourinsta says the guy who can't get a girlfriend

landonorris ouch, that hurt

yourinsta you had that one coming

user1 ugh she is so lucky, look at him 😭😭

user2 MY PARENTS

alex_albon i'm actually surprised you've kept it a secret for so long

yourinsta no thanks to charlie, he nearly blew our cover at least 20 times

charles_leclerc i think you're exaggerating the number a little bit

yourinsta no i'm not

charles_leclerc ok ma'am

user3 HAHHA THE POWER Y/N HAS OVER CHARLES HAHAHAH liked by yourinsta

user4 i cannot wait to see her at another GP

yourinsta i'll be at every GP once the season starts again !! ❤️

user4 OMG MOTHER IN THE PADDOCK 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️

lilymhe you make me and alex look bad

yourinsta noooo, you're perfect

charles_leclerc not more perfect than we are

alex_albon keep dreaming, eclair

user5 alex and charles bickering in the comments <3

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bippiti · 3 months

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505 cl16

where you reminisce on your first love

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an done for my 1.2k event! first fic in the series, lmk if you wanna be tagged and as always pls like + rb<3

(starts in 2014, ends in 2024ish)

i'm going back to 505

you rushed down the road, feet peddling as hard as they could as you biked down the street. your eyes glanced down to your watch, squinting before you read the time. great. you were going to be late.

you thought that was you’re biggest problem, and then a new one came crashing onto you, literally.

while you were busy checking the time, you failed too notice someone else running in your direction. you don't know what had them too preoccupied to notice you- but you could technically say the same thing about yourself so-

you were bought back to the moment by the stinging you started to feel on your knees, you hissed looking down and seeing red. ugh

you began to apologize, looking up and stopping mid sentence.

wow. he was pretty. really pretty

you slapped yourself mentally, wincing while standing up. it was definitely going to scar. you reached your hand down to help the mysterious boy up, who sharply inhaled when your hands met. he had scraped his hands up pretty bad when you guys collided.

"i'm so sorry again"

"you're completely fine, i should've been paying more attention" he said while laughing

he has nice laugh

"anyway, i think i should properly introduce myself, i'm charles le clerc" this time he was the one to extend his hand out

"y/n l/n, nice to meet you" you smiled as you shook hands

then you remembered what had gotten you into this mess. you checked your watch again. you were definitely late now.

"i'm so sorry charles but im running late to a painting class, i really need to go" you picked up your bike, kicking the dust off of it.

"wait i am too, are you going to mme. callarios?"

you looked back at him in shock. "how did you know"

he shook his head, "you're going in the wrong direction, since we're heading the same way mind if i show you?"

you didn't see why not, so he climbed in front of you and began to head towards your class

if it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive

the bike halted as you reached your destination. building 505. you stared at each other nervously before walking in. the class had started at 1pm, and it was nearing 2 when you arrived. granted, it was a 4 hour class but still.

you cringed internally as you felt all eyes on you when you opened the doors to the class.

"y/n, charles! great to see you. we've split up into partners, so you both will have to work together. decide who will be the painter and who will be the model for the first piece. switch in an hour and a half!" she explained quickly, ushering you both to the only empty table.

you both sat across from each other, and after a small game of rock paper scissors, you were adjusting in your seat getting ready to pose for the next 90 minutes.

when you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect?

you didn't know how you managed to keep a straight face, his stares were piercing into what felt like your soul. you knew that he had to be like this, he was painting you after all. but knowing that didn't help. after silently uttering some words of encouragement to yourself, you maintained a straight face.

after what felt like forever, you heard the timer go off, and with one last stroke of the brush charles was up and you were swapping places. you cracked your knuckles before sitting on the stool. this was gonna have to be the best painting you've ever done.

before you knew it you were hearing to now familiar ring as you finished off the details of his eyes. you stood up, backing away from the piece. not too bad you thought.

after everyone had finished, you went to the room across as they all dried. it was acrylic, so it wouldn't take too long. there were snacks and refreshments scattered throughout the space. grabbing a drink and seat, you started to learn more about charles. he had two brothers, one older and younger. his mom still cut his hair, you thought he might be embarrased but he showed it off proudly.

“all these years and she still hasn't given me a bad haircut”

“if my mom could cut hair like yours, i'd be getting it done by her too”

“you should come by her salon sometime, i think she'd like you”

“really?”

“yeah, she's out of town so next month when she's back”

with those plans made, you collectively went back into the painting room. you both swapped paintings and looked at them for a while.

you gauged his reaction, at first his face was blank and you were scared that you had made him look like a troll or something, but slowly a smile creeped up onto his face, he looked up to you.

“it's really good”

you smiled and looked down to yours, he had gotten your likeliness down to a t. he left clear marks and left the strokes visible.

looking up you saw him searching your eyes for a reaction, just like you had.

“you did so good, i love your painting style”

he seemed relieved when you said that, smiling. as everyone around you began to pack up and leave, you both exchanged numbers before grabbing your paintings and going your separate ways.

not shy of a spark

you had texted back and forth a lot since then, and soon enough you found yourself at the doorstep of his moms salon. after being welcomed in you sat down and showed her photos of the haircut you wanted. she nodded, and began to wet your hair

“charles talks about you a lot, you know”

“does he really” you said with a laugh

“he does, i think he likes you dear”

that shut you up, she smiled warmly

“at this age, love is everywhere, make sure you grab it while you can”

you left the appointment with amazing hair and a lot of questions, you didn't think he could possibly like you back. but now, who knows

the knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark

I'm going back to 505

you walk into the painting studio, excited with the a dragonfruit in your hand. today was still life day, normally you found it boring but mme. callarios had let everyone bring their own fruit.

you spotted charles when you got in, and lifted your dragonfruit for him to see. he put his hand up, showing off the orange he had started to peel. he tore off a piece for you, and offered it once you got closer.

your hand was cramping as your eyes continued to squint at the pink fruit in front of you. you regretted picking dragon fruit barely half an hour in, the seeds and the outer skin were proving difficult to paint accurately, you glanced over to charles, his was coming along nicely. you ended up pushing through the ugly phase and were somewhat proud of the piece. it had definitely been your most challenging one so far

If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive

you were biking to charles' place, over the weeks you had both become closer, and he wanted to cook for you. you were somewhat scared, charles didn't seem like michelin star material, but maybe he'd surprise you.

he did end up surprising you, but not in the way that you thought.

pasta was on the menu for the afternoon, and you sat on the counter as he went around getting all the ingredients ready. basil, pine nuts, garlic, and olive oil were all pushed onto an island before he began on the pasta. getting out the flour and egg, he began to knead the dough together.

he looked nice in moments like this, comfortable. you liked to think that maybe you could see more of him like this, when he's quiet and the silence isn't awkward. existing together in his apartment kitchen. once he was done cutting the dough into pieces, he salted the water and dropped the pasta in. he came over to you and you both began talking.

you ended up getting so immersed in the conversation that the pasta was forgotten- at least until it was too late. you glanced over to the stove, eyes widening as you saw smoke rising from the pan. you both jumped up and yanked it off the gas, bringing it to the sink. what was going to be amazing pasta was now a charred rock. you couldn't help but laugh before getting side eyed by charles.

"i guess we're going to have to order pizza instead"

you ended up binging some random show you found on netflix, and as a souvenir took home the rock of burnt pasta, you named it char, short for charles charcoal

In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side

charles had become a f3 driver now, and hadn't been in monaco for a bit. you watched all his races, and you were the first person he called after his first win in pau-ville. he was excited, and so were you.

you're feelings for him had kept growing, and you couldn't help it, no matter how much you tried. you loved everything about him, his eyes, and how they'd light up when he saw you, his smile, and the dimples that formed when he did. his hair, his voice, just him.

soon enough he was back in monaco and you were excited to see him.

you grabbed coffee and began walking around the streets, stopping at building 505, walking into the currently empty studio. you looked around some of the paintings before sitting on some stools.

you knew him too well now, 3 years of friendship will do that. he was nervous, when he bought his hand up to his face you had saw he had bitten his nails. you didn't bring it up, but before you could say anything he started to speak

"i've been trying to figure out how i should say this for the longest time. i've known for a while now, but it really hit me in pau. i couldn't have don't any of this without you, i don't even think i'd be who i am without you y/n. and now that i'm back i can' t handle not telling you. i like you, i really like you"

you were stunned for a minute, before you kicked back the stool you were sitting in and kissed him. the puzzles had fallen into place, you couldn't believe it.

he deepened the kiss, bringing his hand to your waist as you sat in his lap. your fingers ran through his hair, tugging as you began to roll your hips against his.

you pulled away, panting. smiling at him before you began to kiss him again, his hands roamed down to your shirt, tugging it up as he separated from you again. you raised your arms, and took his off as well. a silent beat skipped between you both and you laughed

"are we really about to do this right now"

"yeah, i think we are"

you pulled him closer to you once again, his tongue slipped int your mouth effortlessly and you almost moaned, god he knew how to make you melt.

soon enough, the rest of your clothes followed suit and you were on the cool tile floor. as his hand started to trace your inner thigh you grabbed his hand. he looked up, somewhat confused but before he could say anything you spoke,

'i've never done this before"

he relaxes almost immediately, and smiles down at you

"neither have i"

you weren't ashamed to admit you were shocked, sopmeone like him.. never? not once?

he could see the gears turning in his head and he spoke up

"there were girls now and then sure, but i always wanted it to be you, it's always been you honestly"

you couldn't see yourself rn, but you were sure you were giving im heart eyes by now.

"it was the same for me too actually" you said sheepishly

"was it really?

"yeah, it was" and with that you bought your hands up to his shoulder, flipping him onto the floor. you kissed him softly, turning his face to kiss along his jaw, his neck, going further down to his chest, then stomach. pausing for permission, after seeing his nod you pulled down, eyes widening as you saw it. well this was gonna be interesting

you left kisses on his tip, working your way down before you took him all in your mouth. he hit the back of your throat and you almost choked, but hearing the moans coming out of his mouth kept you going. you could feel him start to pulse, and before you could do anything else he was bringing you off of him, kissing your lips as he turned you around.

“can’t have you doing all the work can i cher?” he said as he pulled your underwear down, almost moaning when he looked down at you, all of you.

he traced his hands down your sternum, down to your waist and legs. spreading you open he dipped his face down.

you could feel his tongue inside you, pulsing before he started scissoring you open. he was good- too good at this. you don’t know if you could handle it. soon enough, he was back on top of you, kissing you gently as he lined himself up with your entrance.

he cleaned you up afterwards, he was quiet, soft. you could get used to this

but I crumble completely when you cry

it had been months since that night, you and charles had been going strong, but after he joined f2, something changed. his eyes no longer lit up when he saw you, he started buying things for you instead of making them. you’d wake up to your phone being full of messages, but none of them from him.

it hurt. he hurt.

it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when he called you, asking where you were.

you answered, mme. callarios’ place. he said he was going to be there soon.

you felt your heart drop, wether it was excitement or fear, you couldn’t tell.

you knew the minute he stepped through the door it was going to be bad. you could read him like a book. you composed yourself as he came closer, pressing quick kisses to the others cheeks, you painted a smile on your face and smiled at him.

his eyes were full of emotion, for the first time in months. it’s almost funny, you knew it was coming but the moment the words left his mouth you broke down

“i’ve been seeing someone else”

“i see”

at first it didn’t register, not really. a heartbeat later you felt the tears pricking at your eyes. you turned around trying to excuse yourself, but before you could take another step a sob escaped your lips. you started to cry. you couldn’t shut up, why couldn’t you just shut up? you could feel yourself gasping for breath, all the air in the world wasn’t enough for your lungs right now. you were getting lightheaded, knees turning shaky before ultimately giving up on you. the impact resonated around the empty room.

he stepped forward, kneeling down. his stupid, warm hands brushed up against your face, trying to wipe away your tears.

you couldn’t even push him off of you. you really were pathetic.

you managed to fight your way up, shaking and all but running out the door.

never again, you were never going to love anyone like that again

i’m going back to 505

you walked into a crowded room. your latest collection had been getting a lot of coverage in the media, and it was the last day it was up for the public. the pieces would be going to the individual buyers first thing tomorrow.

building 505. it no longer made a bitter taste seep into your mouth. it’s crazy to think a decade ago you were standing here painting him, how time flies.

the first few months were the worst. he was the only thing you could think of, you were a broken record. so naturally, you did the one thing that made you feel close to him again, painting. and it saved you

you could get out every thought you were too afraid to say out loud, every emotion you didn’t want to feel with simple strokes on canvas

you didn’t think anything would come of it, honestly. you were meant to go into investment banking, like your parents. the universe had other plans though

one of mme. callarios’ friends was a museum director, and took a liking to your pieces. he asked you to do some works on commission. word got around fast, and now you’ve made a name for yourself as an artist, in some ways all thanks to charles

charles. now he had his dream job, f1. working with the team he used to tell you about, the team he worshipped.

you were happy for him, sometimes you wonder if he was happy for you. you still think of him when you eat pesto, you still keep char in a jar under your bed, you have all of the paintings you made that summer in a closet collecting dust. there were pieces of yourself that you gave to him that will stay his even though you’re done.

none of that matters now though, you turn to someone who’s called your name and start explaining the piece they’ve asked about

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fangirlika · 1 year

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The Champion of Monaco

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pairing: Charles Leclerc x driver!reader

summary: It is not a secret that the Monaco GP is probably the most important race on the calendar for Charles, and you know that. It would mean the world to you if he finally got to break the curse, even if that means giving up your own win - oh the things one does for love.

warnings: just fluff and a bit of angst, probably typos

a/n: thank you all so much for all the love on my first imagine (read here) <33 for my next imagine I wanted to write more about Charles x driver!reader, so, here we are. I hope you like it!

“There are only two more laps to go, the Ferraris of Leclerc and Y/L/n are leading with an approximate 8 second gap between Leclerc and Verstappen! Oh, what a race!”, the commentator announced for the audience to hear.

The celebrations were already starting, it was apparent that Ferrari would manage to win two podiums today and the fans were going crazy. It was looking to be a great weekend to be a Tifosi.

You were currently leading the race, with your boyfriend Charles closely behind you with a gap of less than a second. Both of you managed to overtake Verstappen during the middle of the race and since then, everything went smoothly.

“Okay Y/n, we’re almost on the last lap. Push”, the team radio told you.

For a split second you looked into the rear-view mirror only to see that Charles was still staying closely behind you. There was maybe a mere meter between your back and his front wheels.

The thing was, there had been plenty of small opportunities for him to overtake you during the last couple of laps. But for whatever reason, he decided not to.

Why?

You decided to speak into the team radio: “Tell Charles to overtake me, he knows that he has the opportunity”, you spoke.

Yes, it would mean that you wouldn’t finish in P1 and win the race, but, in that moment it seemed so worth it for you. You already secured two wins this season and we were only in the middle of it. Besides, P2 would still grant you with a lot of points.

The entire F1-world probably knows how much winning the Monaco GP would mean to Charles, and you knew it as well. Just before the race the two of you talked about it.

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“They would be so proud if I won today, don’t you think?”, he said this morning when you were still laying in bed together. You knew who he was referring to and agreed with him, leaving a kiss on his cheek. “They would be. And you’ll make it, this year you’ll make it”, you whispered assuringly.

“I’m not the only one with great chances of winning today”, he remarked and smiled at you. “You deserve it too and Red Bull is still a major threat to us.”

You slightly shook your head at that. “Don’t focus on that, focus on winning”, you told him and at that he hugged you a little tighter to his side.

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The response of the team only came a couple of seconds later: “He said no. Stay focused, Y/n.”

No? Is he being serious? Was he scared that you’d be angry at him if he stole the win away from you? Even after your conversation in the morning?

You were nearing the last corner before the finish line and all those questions were running through your head. The result of the stress inside your head was you braking just the slightest bit on the straight before the finish line, causing Charles to automatically drive past you. Only if he stepped on the brakes as well he would have been able to prevent himself from overtaking you.

Maybe it was the heat of the moment, maybe it was your undying love for Charles - but the moment were you saw Charles crossing the finish line just a second before you did made your heart swell.

He won. Yes, it was with your help, but he won. That was all that mattered to you in that moment.

At some point, you finally became aware of the loud celebration around you and your smile grew even wider. A 1-2 finish for Ferrari, finally again.

After the cool-down lap you parked your car near where Charles just got out of his. The crowd and the rest of the Ferrari team were cheating loudly. You watched Charles celebrate for a few seconds before you got out of your car and pulled off your helmet and balaclava. Immediately some of the engineers and other team-members came to congratulate you.

You thanked everyone but after that you couldn’t help but stand next to your car and watch Charles, now he was being congratulated by the team. He returned their handshakes and hands with his helmet still on. Your eyes were glued onto him still, the happiness never leaving your face.

A couple of moments later, Charles lightly pulled himself out of the crowd and when he pulled off his helmet and balaclava, it seems s of his eyes were searching for something in the crowd.

Finally, his eyes met yours and though you thought it wasn’t possible, his smile grew even wider.

He placed his helmet next to his car before turning around and making his way over to you. You could swear the entire world around you stopped moving when you held his gaze until he was standing right in front of you.

Charles immediately put his arms around your waist and pulled your body against his, your hands flinging around his neck. Charles' face was buried in the crook of your neck. “You didn’t have to do this, Y/n”, he whispered.

You closed your eyes and smiled against his chest. “I wanted you to win today, you deserve it.”

Charles pulled you even closer to him and pressed a light kiss onto the skin of your neck before he lifted his head and looked you in the eyes again.

Both of you were still sweaty from the race but none of it mattered, in fact, nothing seemed to matter apart from the two of you looking at each other.

The moment was everything but private, the eyes of thousands of people on you but you didn’t care. You didn’t care when you hugged one another and you definitely didn’t care when Charles put his one hand on your cheek and pressed his lips onto yours.

It wasn’t a long kiss but it contained all of the emotions the two of you felt in that moment, it was almost overwhelming and it felt as if a horde of butterflies erupted in your stomach.

You were the one to pull away first and instead connected your forehead to his, not wanting the moment you shared to end.

“I don’t deserve you, mom amour”, Charles whispered, causing you to immediately open your eyes and look at him with a feigned stern face. “I don’t want to hear any of that, Charles. You deserve this”, you told him.

He nodded, giving your lips another peck before he lifted his gaze to the sky for a moment. “I finally did it”, he whispered and when he looked at you again you saw tears swelling in his eyes. You nodded in agreement, tear threatening to spill from your eyes as well.

“Yes, you did it.”

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using this as a manifestation for this year’s Monaco GP 👀 let me know what you think and feel free to send me requests for what I should write next. You can find my prompt-list here.

I love you!

#charles leclerc #formula 1 imagine #charles leclerc x reader #formula one #f1 imagine #f1 fandom #f1 #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x driver #image #fluff imagine #angst

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weirdlookindog · 6 months

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Charles L. Grant - The Tea Party, 1985. Cover art by Lisa Falkenstern.

#charles l. grant #the tea party #lisa falkenstern #horror literature #horror art #horror books #vintage paperbacks

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ferrstappen · 1 year

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Taylor Swift l The Collection

this is the masterlist for a series of one shots, scenarios that have come up while listening to different Taylor Swifts albums, with different drivers from the grid <3

Back to December l Charles Leclerc

and I think about summer, all the beautiful times, I watched you laughing from the passenger side.

summary: she cursed herself every day for being scared of falling for him, because he wasn't afraid of loving her.

You Belong With Me l George Russell

if you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me.

summary: she had the worst luck because her best friend was a serial dater, but she knows him better than any of his girlfriends, and she needs him to know.

august l Lando Norris

wanting was enough, for me it was enough.

summary: every single one of her friends warned her that he was fresh out of a relationship. his friends whispered that he had been so in love just a couple of weeks ago and now he was holding hands with someone else. but she didn't care.

Enchanted l Lance Stroll

this night is sparkling, don't you let it go. I'm wonderstruck blushing all the way home

summary: forced small talk, tiny pieces of fancy finger food, and long flutes of champagne, but after they saw each other... small talk became a little bigger, laughter falling a bit more freely.

Ours l Max Verstappen

so don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine.

summary: he was always in the eye of the hurricane; some days because of his talents, others because of his character, but it didn't matter when he got home and walked holding her hand.

Girl At Home l Daniel Ricciardo

don't look at me, you got a girl at home and everybody knows that.

summary: she knew he had someone back in Australia waiting for him. but she was so far away, and he needed to be comforted, now.

Begin Again l Pierre Gasly

he didn't like it when I wore high heels, but I do.

summary: she was used to the bare minimum, maybe even a little less than that. and then he came in, waiting for her to order first during their first date.

Long Live l Esteban Ocon

of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines, wishing for right now.

summary: Esteban Ocon (aka the biggest Spiderman fan, according to himself) tried to bribe his girlfriend, gave her the silent treatment, he called her out during race weekends, but Marvel was just too good keeping their secrets. (actress!reader)

False God l Carlos Sainz Jr.

but we might just get away with it.

summary: it was just the third race of the calendar when he walked inside her hotel room, telling her that they could try it... and HR would never know.

Speak Now l Max Verstappen

fond gestures are exchanged, and the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march.

summary: His mind was spinning. Get up, sit down! Speak up, shut up! You already lost her, you broke up with her! Nobody would've guessed everything that was going on inside Max's head as he watched her put on her white dress.

Sparks Fly l Charles Leclerc

give me something that will haunt me when you're not around

summary: she liked telling people that she was done with love, but shit... his green eyes made her want to jump into his arms and love him to the best of her ability.

Happiness l Charles Leclerc

there'll be happiness after you, but there was happiness because of you.

summary: they were going to be fine, relationships come to an end eventually... but he was focused on his job, and she was watching him through the screen.

illicit affairs l Carlos Sainz Jr.

and you know damn well, for you I'd ruin myself.

summary: it wasn't fair that he made her fall in love with him, not when he took her heart for granted and his heart started beating for some other girl.

#charles leclerc x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #max verstappen x reader #esteban ocon x reader #carlos sainz x reader #lance stroll x reader #lando norris x reader #charles leclerc imagine #daniel ricciardo imagine #max verstappen imagine #esteban ocon imagine #carlos sainz imagine #lance stroll imagine #george russell x reader #george russell imagine #lando norris imagine #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly imagine

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retroscifiart · 11 months

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Art by Michael Whelan for Sepultura ‘Beneath The Remains’ (1989). It was originally painted in 1981 and used as the cover illustration for Tales from the Nightside by Charles L. Grant.

#michael whelan #Sepultura

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evilhorse · 2 months

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What the? It’s Green Lantern

(All-Star Comics #61)

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shoshiwrites · 6 months

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Band of Brothers Ages: IRL vs. Actors

Did you know that according to a 1947 study, almost half the men who served in WWII were still under age 26 by the end of the war?

What this is : A (very long) post comparing the ages of the actors in Band of Brothers vs. the IRL figures they are portraying.

Background: Did I need to do this? No. Did anyone ask for this? Also no. Did I do it anyway? Yes.

Disclaimers: This is SUPER approximate for the most part. I based IRL ages off of D-Day unless otherwise noted, and actor ages off of January 1, 2000, the year filming took place (the latter is where the most variation will be because I didn't try to figure out what month filming started). I also didn't fact-check birthdays beyond googling. Most are sourced from the Band of Brothers and Military Wikis on fandom.com, Wikipedia, and IMDb.

I broke them up into rough categories, which are, again, approximate. I know I often forget how young the real life people were here, and this was a good reminder of that. I also found it interesting to see which actors were actually younger than their roles!

Check it all out under the cut ⬇️

~10+ years older

Dale Dye (55) as Col. Robert F. Sink (39) (~16 years)

Michael Cudlitz (35) as Denver "Bull" Randleman (23) (~12)

Marc Warren (32) as Albert Blithe (20) (~12)

Rocky Marshall (33) as Earl J. McClung (21) (~12)

Frank John Hughes (32) as William J. Guarnere (21) (~11)

Neal McDonough (33) as Lynn D. (Buck) Compton (22) (~11)

Dexter Fletcher (33) as John W. Martin (22) (~11)

~5+ years older

Simon Schatzberger (32) as Joseph A. Lesniewski (23) (~9)

Richard Speight Jr. (30) Warren H. (Skip) Muck (22) (~8)

Jason O'Mara (30) as Thomas Meehan (22) (~8)

Ron Livingston (32) as Lewis Nixon (25) (~7)

Donnie Wahlberg (30) as C. Carwood Lipton (24) (~6)

Matthew Settle (30) as Ronald C. Speirs (24) (~6)

Nolan Hemmings (28) as Charles E. "Chuck" Grant (22) (~6)

Douglas Spain (25) as Antonio C. Garcia (19) (~6)

George Calil (26) as James H. "Mo" Alley Jr. (21) (~5)

Rick Gomez (27) as George Luz (22) (~5 year)

Scott Grimes (28) as Donald G. Malarkey (23) (~5)

Stephen Graham (26) as Myron "Mike" Ranney (21) (~5)

~less than 5 years older

Shane Taylor (25) as Eugene G. Roe (21) (~4)

Tim Matthews (23) as Alex M. Penkala Jr. (19) (~4)

Matthew Leitch (24) as Floyd M. "Tab" Talbert (20) (~4)

Peter O'Meara (30) as Norman S. Dike Jr. (26) (~4)

Tom Hardy (22) as John A. Janovec (18) (~4)

Rick Warden (28) as Harry F. Welsh (25) (~3)

Kirk Acevedo (28) as Joseph D. Toye (25) (~3)

Eion Bailey (25) as David Kenyon Webster (22) (~3)

Craig Heaney (26) as Roy W. Cobb (29) (~3)

Damian Lewis (28) as Richard D. Winters (26) (~2)

Robin Laing as Edward J. "Babe" Heffron (~2, 21/23)

Ben Caplan (26) as Walter S. "Smokey" Gordon Jr. (24) (~2)

David Schwimmer (32) as Herbert M. Sobel (33) (~1 year)

Michael Fassbender (22) as Burton P. "Pat" Christenson (21) (~1)

Colin Hanks (22) as Lt. Henry Jones (21) (~1) (age around Bastogne)

Bart Ruspoli (23) as Edward J. Tipper (22) (~1)

~Same age

Peter Youngblood Hills as Darrell C. "Shifty" Powers (21)

Mark Huberman as Lester "Les" Hashey (19)

Younger

Lucie Jeanne (23) as Renée Lemaire (30) (age around Bastogne) (~7)

Ross McCall (23) as Joseph D. Liebgott (29) (~6)

Simon Pegg (29) as William S. Evans (~33) (~4)

Philip Barantini (19) as Wayne A. "Skinny" Sisk (22) (~3)

James Madio (24) as Frank J. Perconte (27) (~3)

Stephen McCole (25) as Frederick "Moose" Heyliger (27) (~2)

Matt Hickey (~16) as Patrick S. O'Keefe (18) (~2)

Incomplete/not found

Phil McKee as Maj. Robert L. Strayer (34)

Rene L. Moreno as Joseph Ramirez (30)

Doug Allen as Alton M. More (24)

David Nicolle as Lt. Thomas A. Peacock (24)

Rebecca Okot as Anna (Augusta Chiwy) (24) (age around Bastogne)

Alex Sabga-Brady as Francis J. Mellet (23)

Mark Lawrence as William H. Dukeman Jr. (22)

Nicholas Aaron as Robert E. (Popeye) Wynn (22)

Peter McCabe as Donald B. Hoobler (21)

Marcos D'Cruze as Joseph P. Domingus (not found)

#ty mercurygray for that sweet sweet jstor access #band of brothers #uhh one more disclaimer it's entirely possible that i mistyped stuff here and that i switched ages/etc.#i did try to proofread though!#anyway. i apologize if anyone has already done this.#shoshi.txt #sort of #it's also very possible that i spent too much time online today

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Henri Chapron (30 dicembre 1886 - 14 maggio 1978) è stato un importante carrozziere automobilistico francese . La sua carrosserie , creata nel 1919, si trovava nel sobborgo parigino di Levallois-Perret.

Chapron ha spostato la sua attenzione sulla Citroën DS lanciata di recente . La prima coupé DS rimodellata di Chapron fu la Le Paris del 1958.

Inizialmente, Chapron acquistò questi veicoli e li personalizzò come creazioni uniche. Molte di queste divennero varianti decappottabili uniche. La sua DS decappottabile fece scalpore al Motor Show del 1958. I dirigenti della Citroën vennero a trovarlo a Levallois per offrirgli un contratto di produzione.

Per due anni, i team Chapron e Citroën hanno lavorato fianco a fianco per rafforzare gli standard di sicurezza della vettura e ridurre al minimo i costi di produzione. Sulla base di un progetto del designer DS Flaminio Bertoni, Chapron sviluppò una carrozzeria decappottabile a due porte che fu venduta attraverso la rete di concessionari Citroën. La serie decappottabile fu presentata al Motor Show di Parigi del 1960.

La collaborazione ufficiale con Citroën iniziò nel 1961. Una notizia sul Daily Variety del 20 luglio 1961 notava che Cary Grant aveva "telefonato alla casa automobilistica francese Citroën per ordinare una nuova auto da utilizzare nel film" Quel tocco di visone . [3] Secondo quanto riferito, la fabbrica ha spedito "il modello da esposizione" allo studio senza esitazione e l'auto è presente in primo piano nel film, ottenendo una pubblicità chiave per il modello.

Chapron ha costruito questa "Décapotable usine" (decappottabile di fabbrica) - 1.365 auto in tutto. Ciò ha consentito agli acquirenti di beneficiare di una garanzia di fabbrica sui convertibili Usine acquistati. Le decappottabili di fabbrica utilizzavano una piattaforma DS fornita da Citroën, che comprendeva tutta la meccanica, i parafanghi anteriori, il parabrezza e le ruote. Chapron ha utilizzato il telaio completo, ma ha rinforzato vari elementi nella zona del pavimento. Le porte della berlina standard sono state allungate di 18 cm; Chapron ha rifatto i parafanghi posteriori. Chapron ha continuato a realizzare i propri veicoli basati su DS, tra cui Croisette , Palm Beach , Le Dandy , Lorraine e Le Leman.

A differenza delle decappottabili di fabbrica, Chapron utilizzava solitamente per i suoi modelli un parabrezza più basso di sei centimetri. I finestrini laterali, compresi quelli posteriori, potevano essere abbassati manualmente o elettricamente, a differenza dell'auto di serie. Venditore esperto e intenditore, Henri Chapron desiderava le pelli più pregiate . Mentre Citroën acquistava le sue pelli da Costil a Pont Audemer, Chapron le ordinava da Connolly in Inghilterra. Nel 1968, Chapron realizzò uno speciale modello presidenziale DS esteso per il governo di Charles de Gaulle .

Nel 1972, Chapron consegnò due modelli presidenziali SM al governo di Georges Pompidou . Queste gigantesche decappottabili a quattro porte furono utilizzate per la prima volta nel 1972 in occasione della visita della Regina Elisabetta II in Francia e continuarono ad essere utilizzate fino all'inaugurazione di Jacques Chirac nel 1995.

La Presidentielle fu rimessa in servizio nel 2004, quando la Regina Elisabetta II revisionò truppe sugli Champs Elysees con Chirac il 5 aprile 2004, all'inizio della visita di stato di tre giorni della regina in Francia per celebrare i 100 anni di amicizia formale tra Francia e Gran Bretagna. L' Intesa Cordiale , firmata a Londra l'8 aprile 1904, risolse una serie di controversie coloniali e contribuì a stringere un'alleanza contro la risorgente Germania

La Citroën SM Mylord è stata progettata come una decappottabile completa a due porte, ovvero senza roll bar. È stata dotata di una carrozzeria a tre volumi con un piccolo cofano del bagagliaio, che nella parte posteriore riprendeva autenticamente il design del veicolo originale, in particolare la targa rialzata. Il prototipo della Mylord fu presentato al Motor Show di Parigi nel 1971 e le vendite iniziarono un anno dopo. La produzione fu complessa, a cominciare dal fatto che Chapron ricevette una carrozzeria standard da Chausson. La tecnologia e il pianale della SM Coupé rimasero sostanzialmente invariati; anche il passo è stato mantenuto. I montanti B e C furono rimossi, dopodiché Chapron installò ampi rinforzi nella zona della carrozzeria.

La carrozzeria modificata fu trasportata alla Citroën, dove furono installati il motore, il telaio e altri componenti tecnici. Alla fine, l'auto è stata riportata all'officina di Chapron per rifare gli interni e verniciarli. Nel complesso, furono prodotte solo poche Mylord decappottabili; le fonti variano tra sette e otto copie. Quello che è certo è che in Francia sono stati venduti quattro veicoli; altri due sono andati in Spagna, uno nel Regno Unito. Un anno dopo la Mylord Cabriolet, Chapron sviluppò una versione berlina della SM di serie, l' Opera. Chapron sviluppò una berlina che rimase fedele al design del modello originale e alla fine rappresentò una versione ampliata della SM Coupé. Partendo da una carrozzeria SM in bianco, Chapron ha esteso notevolmente il passo. Le porte anteriori sono state accorciate e sono state apportate alcune modifiche nella zona della linea di cintura. Le porte posteriori erano un progetto interno di Chapron. Riprendevano la linea della coupé e presentavano anche la caratteristica piega davanti al montante posteriore.

Alla fine, Chapron rimosse il grande portellone posteriore e lo sostituì con una costruzione a tre volumi . La parte posteriore, a sua volta, corrispondeva al design della coupé. Il veicolo era molto pesante e aveva perso parte della manovrabilità del coupé. La Citroën SM Opera venne presentata al pubblico al Salone di Parigi del 1972. Nei due anni successivi, Chapron produsse un totale di otto berline Opera. Almeno due di essi sono ancora conservati. Un veicolo in ottime condizioni si trova nei Paesi Bassi, un altro in Germania.

Henri Chapron muore a Parigi nel 1978 e l'azienda stessa sopravvive per qualche tempo sotto la direzione della vedova. Meno di cinque mesi dopo la morte di Chapron, l'azienda presentò una conversione con carrozzeria Landaulet costruita per un ricco cliente olandese, basata su una Peugeot 604 allungata .

C'erano speranze che questo potesse portare a una produzione bassa ma costante di conversioni simili, come era accaduto durante le versioni speciali allungate di Chapron basate sulla Citroën DS.

Ciò non accadde, ma l'azienda produsse alcune versioni speciali di lusso (compresi i landaulet) della Citroën CX con interni riccamente equipaggiati. Le officine Chapron prepararono diversi veicoli Landaulet basati sulla CX 2400 Prestige, inclusa un'auto nuziale, consegnata nel 1981 e utilizzata per la prima volta per il matrimonio di Henri de Passau, Principe di Borbone Parma e Grande Erede e Maria Teresa Grand Duchessa. Fu poi utilizzato per le nozze del re Harald V di Norvegia , del principe ereditario di Norvegia, dell'arciduca Cristiano d'Austria e della principessa Marie Astrid, e infine del principe Nicola del Liechtenstein e della principessa Margaretha di Lussemburgo per i loro rispettivi matrimoni

#henri chapron #Citroën

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