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Evolution of my cosplays (No specified years)
#cosplay#connor kenway#assassin's creed#assassin's creed iii#assassin's creed 3#ac3#connor ac3#ratohnhaké:ton#oscar pine#rwby#marco díaz#star vs the forces of evil#svtfoe#orange cassidy#aew#all elite wrestling#neon genesis evangelion#evangelion#nge#shinji ikari#chainsaw man#aki hayakawa#denji#csm#csm denji#assassination classroom#ansatsu kyoushitsu#karma akabane#rintarou magami#last round arthurs
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I have came to the realization that Merlin is the definition of pretty privileges. He was able to get away with everything, and if he did get caught his punishment will just be a time out!
#merlin#arthur pendragon#bbc merlin#merthur#king arthur#merlin emrys#bbc lancelot#bbc merthur#knights of the round table#magic#gwenivere#morgana#bbc gwaine#merlin loves arthur#arthur loves merlin#theyre idiots your honor#pretty privilege#dumb luck#the last dragonlord
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| Oh... the world's a strange place, Guinevere. Never underestimate the power of love. I've seen it change many things.
#gwen’s crown#and circlet#and circle of friends— who’d gladly go to die by her side if it meant they’d live in her Love too#the framing here is so stunning#and nearly knocked me to my knees when I noticed#in The Last Dragonlord she’s only daring to believe that her love for Arthur (and his love for her) could change everthing and anything—#hence the crown encircling her head#in the second#(Diamond of the Day)#Arthur’s gone.#and she’s left bereft with the crown he promised her#but without the all encompassing love that had her step into the role in the first place#that’s why Gaius has to remind her of those friendships#of the round table framed at her back— loyal to their queen immeasurably even after all that’s happened#he reminds her of the Love#which she was doubly crowned protector of as Arthur was crowned protector of the physical realm#and she accepts the role once more#knowinf without a doubt that a great change is (once again) underway#but this time#she’ll steward the people of camelot through#knowinf everything that’s at stake#and everything that will come to be.#guinevere pendragon#thoughts are being thunk#queen guinevere
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Chasm: Curse of Kaine (Vol. 1/2024), #1.
Writer: Steve Foxe; Penciler and Inker: Andrea Broccardo; Colorist: Brian Reber; Letterer: Joe Caramagna
#Marvel#Marvel comics#Marvel 616#Chasm: Curse of Kaine#latest release#Scarlet Spider#Kaine#Kaine Parker#(…why am I feeling reminded of Spider-Man 3? alshsksj)#and Kay???? As in Sir Kay of the Round Table? Arthur’s foster brother known for his acid tongue? (please excuse the arthuriana)#anyway so here’s the thing#Kaine is ???? remarkably mild-mannered here???#which sure is something…#I guess the argument could be made that his time working with the New Warriors and leading a team during Scarlet Spiders#could have matured/mellowed him out a bit#but idk man#I always perceived Kaine as what you’d get if you wore down Peter’s already surprisingly short temper with chronic pain#and I liked that about him#he would cuss a blue streak at an old lady but he would still save that old lady#he had some major teeth and some very rough edges#maybe I’m blowing things out of proportion with only one issue out of this series#but I was just surprised by how…comparatively subdued Kaine is here#but all in all and again#at least he’s back on-panel and not as a last minute cameo after being absent the whole event hahaha
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#aang#avatar the last airbender#avatar aang#atla azula#princess azula#azula#appa atla#appa avatar#appa#alice in wonderland#anya forger#spy x family anya#anya#anger#inside out anger#anastasia#alfred pennyworth#alfred pennyworth is the best#batfamily#dcu#dc universe#DC Universe#dc characters#arthur pendragon#bbc merlin#knights of the round table
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10:52 AM EDT November 1, 2024:
Rick Wakeman - "The Last Battle" From the album The Myths & Legends of King Arthur & The Knights of the Round Table (March 27, 1975)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
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Time for some light bedtime reading 🥰🥰🥰
(I’m bout to pull out either a 38k slow burn or the entirety of Le morte d’Arthur, I’ll figure it out in a sec)
#arthurian legend#ao3#haha#when’s the last time#those two have been put together?#lol#le morte d'arthur#king arthur#knights of the round table#sir thomas malory#number 1#lancelot#sympathizer fr#honestly me#uhhh#what else do i tag#oh yeah#fanfic#ao3 fanfic#thank you for#ruining my sleep schedule fr#woohoo#i’m going to bed#jk#that’s a lie
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Semifinals
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#toph beifong#atla#avatar: the last airbender#sherlock holmes#acd sherlock#arthur canon doyle#described#tumblr polls#tumblr brackets#polls#round 5#alloarocharactershowdown#alloarocharactershowdown2023#alloaro#aroallo
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Hey! Not to be a bummer, but could you stop making out before Rintarou's dad blows us up!
Sir Kay to Rintarou and Luna who are kissing during the final battle against Balor
#source: my adventures with superman#maws#last round arthurs#rintarou magami#luna artur#balor#sir kay
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The Coming of Arthur, Part 2 (Merlin, 3x13)
@bbcmerlinbracket
#bbc merlin#the coming of arthur part 2#merlin 3x13#merlin gifsets#lighthouse-on-the-sea has all the gifs#not my gifs#but also some are my gifs#this was so much easier than last time since I used my laptop#arthur pendragon#morgana#knights of the round table#gwen#excalibur
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What is happening to Gabriel Debru? Cramps too? Come on 😔
#tennis#Roland Garros#RG 2023#Gabriel Debru#last year he was against Arthur Fils in the first round of qualis and Arthur had to retire because of cramps#if feels ironic to see Gabriel struggling because of cramps this year#he seems better now tho#hopefully it’s over
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I love this for image alone. 😂❤️🐈⬛
But ALSO-
What this is expressing is that they love Merlin simply for existing.
His good character traits far outweigh anything that would be problematic, annoying, or simply not fitting social expectations. And at a certain point those traits become endearing about a person, because you love them.
That is a general staple of cat ownership, and honestly something we all seek for ourselves. To be loved so well our flaws are endearing.
Why do these knights see Merlin in this way?
Because he saw them first.
Merlin sees everything that doesn’t fit and either says “you still have worth” or better still, “wow, that’s amazing.” He sees people. He sees Arthur. He sees Gwen. He sees Gwain. He sees every lost person who stumbles across his path.
Honestly it is more useful and powerful than his magic in the long run. One could argue things went downhill when he relied more on magic than his kind and wise heart.
So absolutely the knight love him in that endearing cat ownership way that holds tight to the most violent cantankerous idiot and says “Aren’t they just the best?”
Because Merlin showed them how it was done.
So do we just all agree that the knights absolute love Merlin the way cat owners love their cats?
Knights, holding up Merlin from under his arms: so this is Merlin and he’s so nice and we love him.
Merlin: *is actively breaking the law by existing* *has literally killed people* *drops branches on peoples heads* *and even tried to kill the king*
Knights: he’s just a funky little guy :)
I would even bet money he knocks glasses off tables when he wants to annoy someone (Arthur-)
#bbc merlin#merlin#merlin emrys#knights of the round table#arthur pendragon#gwenivere#gawain#platonic love#cat owner#loveing people for all they are#sometimes you need permission from someone else to love that hard#despite the last season I maintain this is an amazing show#good on the writers for showing true love in all its forms
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Indiana Jones: The Grail Temple
#indiana jones#indiana jones and the temple of doom#indiana jones and the dial of destiny#indiana jones and the great circle#indiana jones and the last crusade#indiana jones and the kingdom of the crystal skull#indiana jones and the raiders of the lost ark#raiders of the lost ark#temple of doom#the last crusade#last crusade#dial of destiny#spielberg#steven spielberg#harrison ford#indy#henry jones#professor jones#knights templar#templar knights#holy grail#last supper#the last supper#knights of the round table#king arthur#adventure#religion#religious art#catholic#christianity
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Family Friend [PG10]
Summary : You and Pierre had been dating for a while but the last thing you expected was to see a picture of you kissing on social media. Except that's not how your brother's found out it was him.
Pairing : Pierre Gasly x Leclerc!Reader
Warnings: Google Translate French
When you woke up that morning, the last thing you expected to see was a billion text messages from only three people. Charles, Arthur, and Lorenzo. Reading through the texts, they were all variations of
You looked down with Pierre’s arm tightly wrapped around your waist. You opened the Twitter well now X app to see millions of pictures of yourself kissing a guy -Pierre- explaining all the texts from your brothers. Your face dropped as you shook Pierre awake
‘When were you going to tell us?’
‘Who is that?’
‘What the hell Y/N’
“Amour? Qu’est-ce qui ne va pas?” (Love? What’s wrong?) He asked, voice deep and full of sleep
“We’ve been caught. There’s pictures of us kissing. My brother’s have already seen it” You panicked as he pulled you closer now more awake.
“Chérie. Take a deep breath.” (Darling) You copied his breathing. Your head placed against his chest, his heartbeat against your ear resting right above his heart, relaxing you more.
“I guess. I miss your blonde hair” You changed the subject as you always did when you panicked.
“Now let’s see this picture?” He muttered, taking your phone and looking at it
“Okay. So it’s just a picture of you kissing someone. It’s also a very old picture Chérie” He rubbed your arm gently with his hand
“You’re changing the subject. This could be anyone in this picture, so let’s continue with our plans of a day on the boat. There’s gonna be other people there, so let’s get ready for that” You nodded, kissing his jaw.
An hour later, you were following Pierre onto Charles’ boat after not answering any of your brother’s texts. Lando thankfully followed behind you so it didn’t look too suspicious. Not that he knew that you were using him to hide your panic.
“Look who finally showed up” Charles rolled his eyes, and you dropped your head
“It’s an old picture. I promise. I was like nineteen in those pictures. Like four years ago” you sighed, sitting down next to Pierre. It's more like you had been hiding your relationship for four years. It was perfect. You got to quarantine together and just pretend it was because Pierre’s house offer had fallen through. Well, it had, but he definitely could have got another.
“Qu'est ce qui ne vas pas chez toi?” (What is wrong with you?) Arthur asked Charles, pushing him aside and wrapping his arms around you from behind. Being just a year younger than Arthur, you had always been close. He was more interested in who it was to annoy you about it than Charles, who wanted to kill whoever it was. Lorenzo just wanted to be nosey and know all the details. A little longer, you were talking about stories of your childhood with the Leclerc brothers. Pierre had left to go to the bathroom and then get the next round of drinks.
“Y/N started a fight once, and it got a little too violent” Arthur laughed, and you shook your head
“I did not start the fight. I joined in on the fight and got violently attacked” you replied, rolling his eyes
“Violently attacked?” Lando asked, and you nodded
“Enzo pushed Cha. Who fell into me, and I went through the glass table. Maman was not happy. I broke her glass table but was even less amused when she realised I was bleeding” You looked at Arthur, who was sitting on the other side of you.
“It’s a nice scar now. One for the history books” Arthur laughed
“What scar?” Pierre asked, handing you a glass of wine as he took his seat back next to you, his hand instinctively going to your thigh, which was hidden by the table you were sitting at.
“The one from going through the table when the boys were fighting”
“The one on your right ribs?” He asked, and you nodded. He paused only now, just realising what had left his mouth. Shit.
“Que viens-tu de dire?” (What did you just say?) Charles asked, standing up and rounding the side of the table
“I didn’t” He shrugged, and you rolled your eyes
“It’s not exactly hidden, is it?” You asked with a shrug
“I’m sure Lando even knew it was there” you added, and Lando shook his head
“Of course you didn’t” This really wasn’t how you wanted your relationship to come out. Your leg bouncing under the table. Arthur took your hand, giving it a squeeze, knowing exactly how this was about to go. Arthur had definitely pieced it together today, and he didn’t care.
“C'est bon. Il s'en remettra” He whispered in your ear as Charles continued to go off on Pierre for getting with his little sister. You stood up, pushing Charles back
“Shut up! Charles. You’re not my keeper. No wonder I spent the last twenty-three years hiding all of my relationships. Including this one. Pierre looks after me, Charles. More than you ever had during your travelling. It’s all I’m the best with you. Arthur’s never been good enough, I’ve never been good enough. So stop it, will you?” You shook your head walking inside the boat, Pierre, following behind you. His arms wrapped around your waist as your hands rested against the counter. Your head fell back onto his chest as you tried to hold back your tears. His head resting on your shoulder.
“Amour. Je t'aime et je t'aimerais toujours” (Love. I love you and always will) He kissed your neck softly as his thumbs gently rubbed against your hips.
#f1 x reader#f1#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#f1 fic#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x sister!reader#charles leclerc x sister#arthur leclerc x reader#arthur leclerc x sister!reader#pierre gasly#pierre gasly x reader#pg10 x reader#pierre gasly x leclerc!reader#lando norris x reader#pierre gasly x you#pierre gasly x y/n
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Beginner’s Guide to Medieval Arthuriana
Just starting out at a loss for where to begin?
Here’s a guide for introductory Medieval texts and informational resources ordered from most newbie friendly to complex. Guidebooks and encyclopedias are listed last.
All PDFs link to my Google drive and can be found on my blog. This post will be updated as needed.
Pre-Existing Resources
Hi-Lo Arthuriana
♡ Loathly Lady Master Post ♡
Medieval Literature by Language
Retellings by Date
Films by Date
TV Shows by Date
Documentaries by Date
Arthurian Preservation Project
The Camelot Project
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Medieval Literature
Page (No Knowledge Required)
The Vulgate Cycle | Navigation Guide | Vulgate Reader
The Wedding of Sir Gawain and Dame Ragnelle
The Marriage of Sir Gawain
Sir Gawain and The Green Knight
The Welsh Triads
Le Morte d'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory
Squire (Base Knowledge Recommended)
The Mabinogion
Four Arthurian Romances by Chrétien de Troyes
Owain (Welsh) | Yvain (French) | Iwein (German)
Geraint (Welsh) | Erec (French)| Erec (German)
King Artus
Morien
Knight (Extensive Knowledge Recommended)
The History of The King's of Britain by Geoffrey of Monmouth
Alliterative Morte Arthure
Here Be Dragons (Weird or Arthurian Adjacent)
The Crop-Eared Dog
Perceforest | A Perceforest Reader | PDF courtesy of @sickfreaksirkay
The Fair Unknown (French) | Wigalois (German) | Vidvilt (Yiddish)
Guingamor, Lanval, Tyolet, & Bisclarevet by Marie of France
The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer
Grail Quest
Peredur (Welsh) | Perceval + Continuations (French) | Parzival (German)
The Crown by Heinrich von dem Türlin (Diu Crône)
The High Book of The Grail (Perlesvaus)
The History of The Holy Grail (Vulgate)
The Quest for The Holy Grail Part I (Post-Vulgate)
The Quest for The Holy Grail Part II (Post-Vulgate)
Merlin and The Grail by Robert de Boron
The Legend of The Grail | PDF courtesy of @sickfreaksirkay
Lancelot Texts
Knight of The Cart by Chretien de Troyes
Lanzelet by Ulrich von Zatzikhoven
Spanish Lancelot Ballads
Gawain Texts
Sir Gawain and The Green Knight
The Wedding of Sir Gawain and Dame Ragnelle
The Marriage of Sir Gawain
Sir Gawain and The Lady of Lys
The Knight of The Two Swords
The Turk and Sir Gawain
Perilous Graveyard | scan by @jewishlancelot
Tristan/Isolde Texts
Béroul & Les Folies
Prose Tristan (The Camelot Project)
Tristan and The Round Table (La Tavola Ritonda) | Italian Name Guide
The Romance of Tristan
Tristan and Iseult by Gottfried von Strassburg
Byelorussian Tristan
Educational/Informational Resources
Encyclopedias & Handbooks
Warriors of Arthur by John Matthews, Bob Stewart, & Richard Hook
The Arthurian Companion by Phyllis Ann Karr
The New Arthurian Encyclopedia by Norris J. Lacy
The Arthurian Handbook by Norris J. Lacy & Geoffrey Ashe
The Arthurian Name Dictionary by Christopher W. Bruce
Essays & Guides
A Companion to Chrétien de Troyes edited by Joan Tasker & Norris J. Lacy
A Companion to Malory edited by Elizabeth Archibald
A Companion to The Lancelot-Grail Cycle edited by Carol Dover
Arthur in Welsh Medieval Literature by O. J. Padel
Diu Crône and The Medieval Arthurian Cycle by Neil Thomas
Wirnt von Gravenberg's Wigalois: Intertextuality & Interpretation by Neil Thomas
The Legend of Sir Lancelot du Lac by Jessie Weston
The Legend of Sir Gawain by Jessie Weston
#arthuriana#arthurian legend#arthurian mythology#arthurian literature#king arthur#queen guinevere#sir gawain#sir lancelot#sir perceval#sir percival#sir galahad#sir tristan#queen isolde#history#resource#my post
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⋆ ˚。⋆౨ৎ˚ Champagne Problems
♥ masterlist | request rules | 12 days of ficmas
♥ pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader
♥ synopsis: the two of you end up at a party with different intentions
♥ wc: 2k - as always none of the pictures are mine
♥ warnings: swearing, angst, and alcohol (drink responsibly please lol) !!!
♥ a/n: TONS of angst in this fic so get ready lol <3 i've been wanting to put out this fic for SO long you don't understand. tagging bestie @theonottsbxtch
Charles was head over heels in love with you—it was a shame, really.
You sat on your shared king sized bed in a sparkly dress, observing your boyfriend as he slipped on a gold watch.
“We need to leave soon mon amour,” he said, wandering over to you and kissing your cheek. “We don’t want to be late, do we?”
You nodded and adjusted the jewelry on your hand.
Charles folded the cuffs on his sleeve, “You alright?”
“Mhm,” you nodded with a fake smile.
You hadn’t seen Charles in months because of his work. Ironically the first place he wanted to take you was a gala... For his work.
The two of you met because of your love for F1. The narrative of Ferrari brought you together and despite his promises to be there for you, he always left them unfulfilled.
You were alone. Way too often. Left by yourself to take care of Leo and be his wag.
You and Charles wandered outside the apartment to his car. He opened the door for you—like a gentleman. But you couldn’t shake this melancholic feeling whenever you’re around him.
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”Hey, where’s Charles?” Arthur, your boyfriend’s younger brother asked with a smile.
You shrugged, taking a sip of your drink, and gazing at the room full of talkative people. The second you got there he wandered off to find Pierre. You couldn’t even blame him. This was for business after all.
”Hm, that’s odd. I’d expect him to be with you.” he scrunched his nose. “I remember one time last year—he was so excited to come home for winter break and see you. He would talk about you all day to me on the phone,” Arthur chuckled.
You gave him a faint smile. That was the Charles you fell in love with. Alas, he was across the room talking to someone else’s girlfriend.
“Well, let me know if you see him. I’ll see you in a few weeks for Christmas, yeah?”
You swallowed hard, pausing before a response.
“Yeah, yeah of course,” you smiled with a nod.
“Great, Maman said she already got you gifts,” he laughed. “I’ll see you around Y/n.”
He nudged your shoulder with an infectious smile, wandering off with a drink in hand.
God, why did this have to hurt so fucking much.
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“Thank you all for being here,” a man said into a microphone, commanding the room to silence. “It has been an incredible season, but now we must start planning for the next one. Thank you to all our sponsors who are able to make this happen and congratulations to all that we have done this year.”
He raised his glass of champagne, leading everyone to follow and clink theirs together. You sat at a round table with your closest friends from the industry, Pierre and Kika as Charles got up to ask the man at the front of the room something. He came back with the microphone in hand and turned it on.
He stared down at you, eyes peering lovingly into your soul.
“Y/n… you are the most beautiful, kind, intelligent woman I have ever met,” he spoke into the mic, elicting a few ‘awh’s’ from the crowd and drawing at least a hundred eyes to you.
Charles slowly bent down, grabbing something out of his suit pocket.
Your eyes widened and you tried to say something but you couldn’t. Every word was trapped in your mouth, despite your jaw being on the floor. Plenty of gasps and whispers came from the room. You could see Kika’s eyes light up, clearly ecstatic for you.
“I don’t really have a whole speech planned,” he laughed softly. “All I can really say is how much I love you… Will you marry me?”
He flicked the ring box open, revealing a gold ring with a huge diamond.
You paused, trying your best to take in everything that has happened before shaking your head.
“Charles… can we talk about this somewhere else?” you whispered.
Charles' expression dropped instantly. He knows what that really means.
More gasps. More gossip.
Clearly the whole room knew what it meant too.
“Is she fucked in the head?” you heard someone from the crowd whisper.
Followed by, “If she won’t marry him I will,” and “What a shame.”
”I’m sorry Charles, I’m gonna get a Lyft.” you whispered, squeezing his hand.
Kika looked at Pierre completely stunned. This was certainly not how the two of them thought the night was going to go. This was certainly not how you thought the night was going to go.
Kika’s heels clicked on the tile floor as she ran after you, pushing the two glass doors open to find you sprinting down the long set of stairs.
“Y/n, wait!” she shouted after you.
You sat at the bottom step, waiting for your ride to arrive.
She stopped beside you, “I can drive you home,” she mumbled.
“That’s alright, I already paid for it.”
She sat down beside you and put a warm hand on your shoulder.
“Are you okay?” she whispered.
You grabbed her hand gently, feeling the coldness of her gold rings. You shook your head no.
She wrapped an arm around your shoulder, forcing your head to rest on her shoulder.
She kissed your head sweetly, “It’s going to be okay,” she whispered in your hair.
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You tossed your things on a table right next to the front door and kicked off your heels. You strut over to your kitchen and opened the fridge in hopes to find more alcohol. You were already probably drunk on Dom Perignon and your own tears, but with everything going on you might as well try to forget the horrendous night.
You grabbed a small glass from a cabinet and closed the fridge door, flinching when you saw Charles standing in the dark.
“Jesus Christ, Charles…” you whispered, pouring yourself some straight Vodka.
You braced your hands on the side of the marble counter, closing your eyes. Maybe if you close them tight enough he’ll disappear.
You sighed, “I don’t know how to start this conversa-“
“You said no?” he whispered. You could hear the heartbreak in his words.
You swallowed hard, looked around the room—anywhere but his eyes.
“I never said no…” you trailed off.
“But you meant no, right?”
You thought about marrying him before. A lot, actually. Racing, Traveling, Family. But there was always one thing missing from every daydream. And that thing was Charles.
You can’t follow him around the country for his job and even if you did—is that who you wanted to be? Just the wife of Charles Leclerc?
“I don’t think you can truly be committed to this relationship. This isn’t what I need, and that’s okay.”
“I can't truly be committed?” he scoffed. “I'm not truly committed enough to get down on one knee?”
Your relationship this past year wasn’t what you wanted. But one day it will be what someone else wants, and that’s what he deserves.
“C’mon Y/n, I love you-“ he muttered.
“Love isn't always enough,” you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
Ah, the painful truth.
You watched as his face dropped, fully taking in the cruelness of your words.
“Charles, I’m sorry…” you whispered, tears forming in your eyes.
“Just go. Dégage de chez moi, I don’t want to see you right now.” (translation: get the fuck out of my house) he muttered harshly.
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It’d been a year since you last saw him. That night you packed up all your things as he slept at Arthur’s. You were gone by the time he got home.
You still spent time in the F1 scene. You had friends there too, but it still felt a little cruel. You didn’t fall out of love, at least not with someone like Charles—that doesn’t happen.
If the circumstances were different you might have been married. You would’ve had a beautiful ring, a beautiful family, and a beautiful man.
“Y/n,” Kika shouted through a laugh, half sprinting in her heels. Her right hand settled on your bicep and her left took your forearm, yanking you towards a group of women.
“C’mon, I haven't seen you in months,” she said, causing you to crack a smile. You rolled your eyes and slipped off your bar stool, ready to get a little tipsy with your friends. She was right. It had been way too long since you had a girls night. The last one was before you lost your status as a wag.
Today it was you, Kika, and Rebecca—all in elegant outfits that perfectly fit your vibes. Kika in a black long sleeve, off the shoulder neckline number, Becs in a sparkly red one that she luckily got to keep after modeling, and you in a short white satin dress with spaghetti straps and some matching white heels.
“You look like you need a drink,” Rebecca said, looking you up and down.
You sighed, “I haven’t been to an F1 event since you know…”
She rolled her eyes, “That's exactly why you need a drink. Forget about him and have fun with us. Your favorite sport should not be attached to the memory of a man.”
Great point.
“Come here,” she dragged you back to the bar Kika pulled you from.
She ordered three martini’s on the rocks, extra olives.
She handed you one of the glasses, “We’re going to meet up with Lily M and Carmen in about an hour alright? We’ll be out of this place in no time and you won’t even think about you know who.”
“Where are we going?” you asked, sipping the drink with your eyebrows raised.
“It's a surprise,” Kika said with an eye roll as if to say “duh”.
You spent the next hour drowning in new conversations and shots. Sure you were at someone’s work party, but it’s not like you had to be professional. No one seemed to give a shit what Charles’ “Ex Wag” was doing.
“Carmen and Lily are outside, are we ready to go?” Rebecca asked, peering up from her phone.
“Yeah, I just need to find the bathroom and then we can go,” you lied, grabbing your clutch off the circular table.
You wanted to step outside and get a quick bit of fresh air before you returned to the group. They were doing something amazing in order for you to move on from your past relationship, but all you could think about was something you shouldn’t be.
It's been a year, you should be over him, right? Too bad the pain didn’t stop at Charles. It was his whole family. God, you missed Arthur so much. You missed fighting with him about what Christmas movies to watch and hanging out in the Ferrari garage together. You missed Lorenzo and his older brother-like wisdom. You missed Pascale and how she welcomed you with open arms into the family. Fuck, you felt like a traitor.
You sighed and wandered off onto the balcony, picking at the rhinestones on your purse. You leaned over the railing, letting the cool wind kiss your skin.
“Haven’t seen you in a while,” an accented voice said from behind you. You would recognize it anywhere.
Charles took his place beside you, avoiding eye contact. It took a good minute before you were able to respond.
“I- uhm… I heard you and your new girlfriend broke up. I'm sorry,” you muttered. What an odd way to start this conversation. You weren’t even sure if it was true, you heard it in a tabloid.
He hummed, “I suppose love wasn’t enough to save us.”
Ouch.
You scoffed, “Yeah I guess not.”
The silence was loud.
“Sorry,” he whispered in a change of tone. Maybe even a change of heart. “It’s good to see you again.”
“Yeah,” you whispered back, unenthusiastic.
“The family misses you.”
You smiled slightly. That was good to hear. “You can tell them I miss them too.”
“...I miss you.”
He placed his hand on top of yours slowly, gently rubbing his thumb across yours. His cold silver rings brought flashbacks to your mind.
You looked up at him, tears begging to fall from your lashes but you kept it together; at least until he was gone.
You squeezed his hand like you used to, “‘l’ll see you around, Charles.”
You had to remind yourself why you said no everyday. It didn’t matter if you loved him and it didn’t matter if he loved you. You won’t settle for second in his life.
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