#carmenaux

[carchaseonacarchase]

“ you’re testing me ”

“ i am trusting you. ”

[kaellecappuccino]

Do you still ship CarChase/Carmenaux? Btw your Tumblr is so cute ^^

Hi there ! Thank you that's so sweet !

Yes I do, I haven't watched the show in a long time, and overall my blog is more asoiaf oriented, but i still love their dynamic. Your ask actually makes me want to binge it all over again !!

[carmeneaux]

Hoping yo alive

Anyways

Carchase as Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco

See you

:) I'm doing well, thanks!!

Nice song, love the vibes!! <3

[zsocca55]

It was inevitable that I draw these two together. What’s the shipname? Carmenaux? CarChase? I like CarChase, it sounds funny. And I’m pretty sure Carmen loves it when people are chasing her but never get to catch her. Also sorry for crappy art, I can’t draw humans properly and I haven’t been practicing in a while. And I still can’t draw normal backgrounds. Nah. Anyway, go watch Carmen Sandiego on Netflix! The episodes on Youtube were deleted yesterday. :/ Luckily I have watched the entire season three times in a row so I remember almost everything. Oh, had I ever mentioned that I’m a geography-history teacher?

Better quality: https://www.deviantart.com/angelcat55/art/Catch-me-if-you-can-783568035

[disfordevineaux]

Hello ! Say, how do you think Chase would react if he ever learns he has fans ? Think he would be very moved, or brag like hell ?

@aurilis It would most likely go something like this:

Uncomfortable. Very, uncomfortable.

Confused as to why and how he has fans and how they even know about him.

He would come to the quick conclusion that of course he has fans! Why wouldn’t he? he’s an amazing and decorated detective (and now secret agent). Pet.that.ego.

Chase would brag to the stars and bring it up in every conversation how he has a group of people who think he is amazing. It is his way of appreciating these fans of his. He doesn’t know how he is supposed to ‘thank’ them because part of him knows it’s only natural to admire someone as great as him

Chase would soon after feel the surmountable pressure of having people ‘adore’ him and is terrified that if he makes a small mistake or does a single thing they may not like in the slightest he’ll lose this new found ‘love’ and adoration he’s found with strangers.

Chase wishes he never had or even knew about these fans and wants them to just go away so his life can go back to the lonely way it once was. As it made perfect simple sense that way. He knows that truthfully he is undeserving of such compassionate admirers as he is aware his victories are one in few and far behind him. He can’t portray the image he knows they want and expect.

In conclusion: A rollercoaster of egotism, pressure and self-depreciation.

[aurilis]

Here’s my Carmenaux fanfic. I publish a chapter every week.

[carchaseonacarchase]

we both reach for the gun 🔪🩶🙂‍↔️✨

[carchaseonacarchase]

je t'aime, je te hais, je t'aime, je te hais 🤍

[carchaseonacarchase]

𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑳𝑰𝑷𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑲, 𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑬𝑫

summary: a punch? a kiss? this is going to be hard to explain.

characters: chase devineaux, carmen sandiego.

word count: +1440

tw: minor injuries.

author's note: this is my first fic for carchase, i'm working on my pending wip's and i feel so excited to share them here soon :3 i may have misspellings cause' my mother language isn't english, is spanish so every correction is appreciated. divider by @strangergraphics enjoy! :D

One of those hot nights on the Panamanian coast completed the midnight quarter with an incomparable stillness, with the morning bustle silenced, the waters of Balboa moved lulling the nearby undergrowth. Ships usually transit this international crossing in the early morning hours, making it safer for navigation.

Latin American cities sometimes die at night, the noise is saved for the big avenues and tourist areas.

Places of leisure such as plazas are usually deserted at this hour, parking complexes even more so.

Sometimes…

On the penultimate floor of the parking lot adjacent to a cluster of local markets the rhythmic sound of heels clicking on concrete became increasingly present, followed by a similar clacking but with a slightly heavier cadence.

The woman's glacier blue gaze slowly left the darkness of her wide-brimmed hat as she hurriedly advanced to a service light.

Maybe it was the humidity in the air of this city in the middle of the Caribbean, maybe the light blinded her, maybe it was the sound of her ex-partner stumbling…. But she got distracted.

In a second Carmen was thrown into the nearest wall, before she could even regain her composure Chase's strong arms wrapped around her. The master thief was between a conveniently long wall and the detective's muscular body. She couldn't help but roll her eyes sarcastically as she regulated her own breathing, Could there be a more perfect view?

"It's over Sandiego…" Chase caught his breath slower than he expected to, he'd been running after her for at least an hour, uphill. Oddly enough his combat boots didn't stand out in functionality compared to hers, long heeled boots, taller and thinner, Carmen Sandiego was definitely not a short woman but dear, those heels make her look almost her height, but after all he was a 6.2 foot man… a 6.2 foot man with a beautiful woman breathing against his chin. It's not like he was uncomfortable with this position but he had a work contract to fulfill.

He just needed to find the handcuffs…. Oh… Shit.

When he stumbled it could have been that the handcuffs had slipped from the pocket of his —curiously empty leather jacket. He wasn't going to turn his head to test that theory, that would be exposing himself too much.

He wasn't going to let her steal his moment of victory either.

This was a victory, he was going to complete this mission even if he had to drag her to the police station. "And take that ridiculous smile off your face already"

"Now joy is a crime detective?"

"I wouldn't know when it comes to you Carmen"

"It's an involuntary response Chase, I can't help it"

"It's irritating. I don't see the point, I'm about to arrest you and there's nothing you can do about it" Carmen could tease him just by blinking if she put her mind to it, he knew her well and she wouldn't waste the slight migraine growing alongside her satisfied grimace.

"It's all that negativity here" Carmen's hand lifted and her delicate gloved fingers touched his forehead playfully, "I told you pessimism is not your style, you're more stoic than nihilistic"

"One moment of silence Carmen, just one" He pleaded, not wanting to claim the ease with which she read and interpreted him. He spread his hands apart to accommodate himself, comfortable to hold her against the wall, lousy at reaching for the handcuffs on the other side of the parking lot.

Devineaux's tired eyes were drawn to a glint between the fabric of her coat, a ruby necklace, too luxurious to not be stolen, peeked out from her covered cleavage, somehow justification enough to not admit she caught him staring at her breast and distracting enough for him to not notice the small object in the thief's hands.

When he raised his hand to touch her Carmen grabbed it and elbowed her free from his grip, only to feel the detective's hands cling to her waist and be thrown back against the wall, slightly harder than the last time. Partially immobilized, Carmen realized that her hat was a few feet away from her, along with the tear gas and smoke bombs.

Damn it.

When she turned her eyes back to Chase she noticed his face dangerously close, his hazel eyes staring at her, still unable to decide if he was fed up or willing to play, hopefully he hadn't realized he had just disarmed her.

The detective's lip was bleeding a little from the blow but the force with which he held her did not diminish, this time taking the precaution of sticking his body a little closer to hers to prevent her from trying anything again.

"That was a stupid move detective"

Chase rolled his eyes and decided to stroke her ego.

"What do you think is further away from us, my handcuffs or your pretentious little toys? We are both unarmed Carmen and at least I have the willingness to make another… stupid move"

The comment had the desired effect, and Carmen turned her face slightly, but still smiling.

It was usual for Carmen to be childish suddenly, she liked competition and from the days they shared a dorm at ACME he knew she was a bad loser.

With a hard hit with her knee she managed to make the man squirm, but no matter how hard she struggled he wouldn't let her go. It went on and on until the woman gave up resisting the forces of fate. Perhaps she required a new strategy. Lennon used to say yes to love and no to war, he must have been right.

The red on the man's lower lip was bright, quite similar to the crimson hue of hers, as if she had kissed him savagely. "You're only going to hurt yourself Carmen, stop fighting, it takes more than your smug little phrases and bare legs to make me-"

Carmen decided to use what she had to her advantage, her physical attractiveness and a handsome man who was trying hard to hide that he wanted her. Without letting him think and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, she pulled him into a sudden, impetuous kiss.

The detective held his breath for a second, then let himself go. Carmen caught him, holding him against her until he was dizzy.

She could taste the metallic tang of his blood on her tongue and licked it from his lips as she watched Chase, stunned and pleasantly surprised.

"And you haven't even taken my coat off yet"

With a mischievous grin softening his rough features, Chase wiped the reddish stain on his lips with the back of his hand and stared at her.

"… Is that all you've got, Carmen?"

The master thief copied his challenging expression and went straight into his arms, his soft lips opened to let her manipulate him.

Devineaux spun her around to hold her against the cold concrete wall again as his hands began to move over her.

Carmen lifted one leg over the detective's hip, Chase took his time running his fingers over the skin under the long opening of the coat, his hand moved up, to her arm, to her face, stopping at her lips as they broke another violent kiss.

"I'd appreciate it if you'd stay that way" He pressed her, in response the woman arched against him and rested her wrists against his shoulders, they were still quite close.

"Pourquoi?" she licked her lips as she let out the last syllable.

"Because it's easier for me to keep an eye on you"

Chase was trying to sound aloof but wow, if he was going to get fired for having a quick time with a pretty criminal he'd make it worth it.

He buried his head in her luxuriant hair, kissing the perfumed skin of her neck and causing the woman in his arms to cling to his leather covered shoulders with no eagerness to suppress the spasms coursing through her.

"You enjoy it don't you dear?" The teasing tone in Carmen's eager voice only turned him on.

"It's certainly disgusting." He lied for the sake of teasing her.

"Then why do you keep doing it?" the woman squirmed as the detective's lips found their way to her mouth.

"To keep you quiet" Letting her release a sensual giggle he returned to silence her, kissing her again and again. His hands passed freely under the ruby necklace that had gotten him into this, truthfully he wouldn't mind investigating a little more if it was stolen as long as he could repeat this experience a few more times.

[carchaseonacarchase]

just me wanting to bring back to life 1950's actors (again) ✨🤍

hello there, here procrastinating thinking why i believe maría félix & gary cooper could be a great personification of carchase in real life. so this is me explaining the similarities between two of my favourite actors and my otp. don't take this so seriously im just having fun ^^

𖹭 physical features

maría félix has a beautiful fluffy dark hair that reminds a lot of woeics carmen's iconic deep jet black hair, along with this, maría's outfits usually had volume on the shoulders and were super tight on the waist, highlighting her body shape. one of her biggest signatures was the elegant mystery she evocated. in some movies she can be seen with elegant jewellery, gloves and big hats <3

and gary, well just look at him! <3 cooper has deep clear eyes, a piercing gaze but dreamy look. he was a tall man and physically imposing but really reserved and calm in every situation, pretty much stoic. out of western he was been seen in elegant suits in almost all his career, with a masculine elegance and impeccable manners he is seen until now as one of the biggest gentlemen of hollywood.

𖹭 (on screen) personality

maría félix often played the strong-willed woman in most of her movies, sometimes being an infamous vile dame with space for redemption —or death and sometimes a mere victim of her circumstances. however, she is a great representation of the perfect femme fatale: manipulative, ambitious, deadly seductive and far ahead clever. an hedonistic diva committing crimes or justice for her sake and her beloved ones.

gary cooper was the goodness man, representing a new type of the american hero in his movies, highlighting one of his most characteristic traits: his incorruptibility. he has starring many different types of movies, having a versatile style of acting, most of them in the western genre but also exploring how can be the story as a moral man, a loyal gentleman, a militar officer and of course the role of the handsome white knight. actually the antithesis of maría's antihero/villain character ;)

𖹭 hobbys

maría félix is very known for her glamorous lifestyle, enjoying self-care, yoga and literature.

art collector & appreciator

fashion icon

international travelling

horse riding

gary cooper enjoyed to spend his free time on outdoors activities, along with the silence and nature.

art (specifically painting)

hunting

sports (horse riding)

car collector

𖹭 other things

maría had several romances (tose alv* some of them french men ^^). she starred a film as a double agent and spy in the movie mare nostrum. maría and carmen are both latinas (mexico and argentina respectively) maría was a cultured woman who loved art and historic artefacts, she lived for her career, doing what her role required, learning to dance, different languages, traditions and empathising with other cultures around the world.

she rejected hollywood twice to film movies in france, morocco, spain, italy, argentina, brazil and her beloved mexico, always with an expensive taste and proudly representing the elegance of the latinamerican woman, a queen (thief) of hearts.

gary cooper was a man with his own perceptions of living, knowing the rules before breaking them. after an exhaust period of filming 10 movies in two years he left hollywood and lived a season in europe, when he returned, he was ready to deal with this new upcoming fame. he was also a proper lady's gentleman, pretty popular with foreign women and object of admiration around the cinema community.

cooper had a weak point for loyalty, he was devoted to his friends and family, being humble and kind, he loved domestic animals and was a great hunter. like chase :0 he was extremely compromised with his career, always observing people, learning about them in silence and investigating all he need to do the best job.

so, see something familiar? 😏

[carchaseonacarchase]

carchase on autumn season 🤍🍂

[carchaseonacarchase]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 & 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝. 🤎

╰���➤ this is a list of songs that i think fit very well with carmen and chase, the selection of songs is pretty personal cause it's based on my own music tastes, i appreciate you to recommend me songs and other suggestions to expand it :3 this playlist is full of 60's/90's songs to keep it classic but there's also pop/rock/indie songs on there. enjoy ;)

spotify playlist here :D

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⚘ the world we knew (over and over) frank sinatra ❛❛ and the sun and the moon seemed to be ours, each road that we took turned into gold. but the dream was too much for you to hold ❞

⚘ under attack abba ❛❛ under attack, i'm taking cover, he's on my track, my chasing lover ❞

⚘ atomic blondie ❛❛ make me tonight, tonight make it right ❞

⚘ stop the world cause' i wanna get off with you arctic monkeys ❛❛ when you want to escape, say the word. well i know that getting you alone isn't easy to do. get the sense that you're on the move, and you'll probably be leaving soon ❞

⚘ i need a disguise belinda carlisle ❛❛ i need a disguise, to hide my love, i need a disguise, you've seen too much ❞

⚘ waterloo abba ❛❛ and how could i ever refuse? i feel like i win when i lose. couldn't escape if i wanted to, waterloo, knowing my fate is to be with you ❞

⚘ the louvre lorde ❛❛ our days and nights are perfumed with obsession. but we're the greatest, they'll hang us in the louvre down the back, but who cares - still the louvre ❞

⚘ it's no good depeche mode ❛❛ i'm gonna take my time, i have all the time in the world to make you mine, it is written in the stars above ❞

⚘ you know that i'm not good amy winehouse ❛❛ i cheated myself. like i knew i would. i told you i was trouble, you know that i'm no good❞

⚘ some unholy war amy winehouse ❛❛ he can't lose with me in tow, i refuse to let him go, at his side and drunk on pride, we wait for the blow ❞

⚘ useless depeche mode ❛❛ all your stupid ideals, you've got your head in the clouds, you should see how it feels, with your feet on the ground ❞

⚘ rebel yell billy idol ❛❛ what set you free and brought you to me, babe? what set you free? i need you here by me ❞

⚘ diet mountain dew lana del rey ❛❛ you're no good for me, baby, you're no good for me, you're no good for me, but, baby, i want you, i want you ❞

⚘ tainted love soft cell ❛❛ once i ran to you, now i'll run from you. the love we share seems to go nowhere ❞

⚘ love is a battlefield pat benatar ❛❛ but i'm trapped by your love, and i'm chained to your side. both of us knowing, love is a battlefield ❞

⚘ out of touch hall & oates ❛❛ the shades all around aren't the colors we used to see, broken ice still melts in the sun, and ties that are broken can often be one again, we're soul alone, and soul really matters to me ❞

⚘ he can only hold her amy winehouse ❛❛ now, how can he have her heart, when it got stole? so he tries to pacify her 'cause what's inside her never dies ❞

⚘ can't take my eyes of you the four seasons ❛❛ now that i've found you, stay, and let me love you, baby, let me love you ❞

⚘ careless whisper george michael ❛❛ as the music dies, something in your eyes, calls to mind a silver screen, and all its sad goodbyes ❞

⚘ les feuilles mortes duo gadjo and their hot friends ❛❛ oh! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes, des jours heureux où nous étions amis, en ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle, et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui ❞

⚘ summer wine nancy sinatra ❛❛ she took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime, and left me cravin' for more summer wine❞

⚘ imagination foster the people ❛❛ we can't change the things we can't control, it's summer somewhere, do you shouldn't be so cold. if you want me to stay, don't keep me waiting for it ❞

⚘ why must we wait until tonight? tina turner ❛❛ take your lips and make them mine, tell me why, why must we wait until tonight, why when i've waited all my life ❞

⚘ the lady in red chris de burgh ❛❛ and when you turned to me and smiled, it took my breath away. it's just you and me, it's where i wanna be ❞

⚘ white teeth teens lorde ❛❛ i know you love it when the hairpins start to drop, i like your reckoning, but we got our methods ❞

⚘ heroes david bowie ❛❛ though nothing, nothing will keep us together, we can beat them, forever and ever. we can be us, just for one day ❞

⚘ knowing me, knowing you abba ❛❛ memories, good days, bad days, they'll be with me always. breaking up is never easy i know, but i have to go, knowing me, knowing you it's the best i can do ❞

⚘ suck it and see arctic monkeys ❛❛ how i often wonder where you are, you have got that face that just says 'baby, i was made to break your heart' ❞

⚘ as the world falls down david bowie ❛❛ as the pain sweeps through, makes no sense for you, every thrill has gone, wasn't too much fun at all. but i'll be there for you as the world falls down ❞

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[carchaseonacarchase]

i haven't drawn for a while 👉👈🙂‍↔��

[carchaseonacarchase]

tête de femme —part one 🤍🍸🦪

hey there! i'm saving this here on my blog in case of broken link, this is part of the journals in the elusive carmen sandiego site, all credits to cj & prudence :D

Some time, now or never… Tarragon, St. Paul’s Bay, Malta

Chase Devineaux took a flight from San Francisco to Milan, a train to Naples, a car to Salerno and then boarded a boat to St. Paul’s Bay in Malta. Granted, he took the long route, but he had more than one associate to encounter. Every stop was a security meeting, except Malta wasn’t in his official itinerary.

Tarragon, an unassuming restaurant with views of the Mediterranean, served some of the best food the island had to offer. Devineaux arrived late afternoon, called the restaurant to confirm a reservation, and checked in at the Gillieru Harbour hotel for a shower. Before he knew it, the sun was setting and he was seated by the maître d' before a North-facing window.

A waiter announced the arrival of his ‘date’ about ten minutes later. She was punctual, as expected. In a laced dress of layered white silk, she wore Italian leather sandals whose strings climbed up her calves and ended in tassels an inch below her knees. Around her neck was a platinum band, plain, understated and hallmarked by a personal jeweler in Venice.

He stood to greet her, she completed the kisses and let the waiter push back her chair as she reclined.

“Thanks for coming,” Chase started, turning first to the drinks menu, “Want to… share a bottle or —”

“Have you had Maltese Wine?” she tapped his wrist.

“No,” he answered, “let’s do that, with fish.”

“Pescatarian?” she laughed lightly and ordered a bottle of chilled Marsovin Sottovoce Ġellewża and two fish dishes. With that out of the way, she studied the man before her and attempted to guess why he would want to meet so fastidiously this summer.

“You… want to keep internally guessing, or should I get to it?” Devineaux asked, turning from the cooling seas to his dinner company.

The wine came, he tasted, approved; then both glasses were filled and she took her first sip.

“You have documents,” she hinted to the large brown envelope next to him, “I thought we agreed to never speak of work?”

Chase smiled, but omitted his usual chuckle at her teasing.

“This isn’t work…,” he pulled the envelope into view, “Rosen did as she promised after the operation in Kamchatka, she destroyed the files. Except for a few of yours.”

“She got rid of your files but kept mine?” her dulcet laughter preceded another sip of rosé, “That sounds like her.”

“They were important,” he exhaled, “these are yours… incident reports about a hotel fire, child services, everything that got you into the system. It’s not much, but what I have in here are the remaining physical copies.”

A silence extended and the thief was momentarily still.

“Have you made these digital?” Her question was nonchalant.

“Yes…” hesitantly, he told her the truth.

“Then send that to me, and burn all this.”

Chase breathed, “Wait, there’s more.”

Her body language conveyed little, but her eyes clearly hinted curiosity.

“Have you heard the name Malcolm Avalon?”

Leaning back into her chair, she crossed her legs, “You’re going to tell me about him?”

“Argentinian businessman, collector, acquired an Amedeo Modigliani sculpture last month?”

“Modigliani, a Tête de Femme?” she commented and took another casual sip of wine, “Good turn-of-the-century pieces are rare, do you know his broker?”

“Hold on,” Devineaux paused, “let me focus.”

“Then focus,” she mildly mocked him and put her glass down for the waiter to refresh.

“The night of the fire, Avalon lost both his wife and daughter, there’s a corresponding police report… a few newspaper articles…” Chase scrolled through items on his tablet, “You were found not far from the hotel…”

Salads arrived and she took a bite. Then she watched him move around making his case, and gave a slight approving nod.

“It could have been sloppy police work, or some misunderstanding, but at the time, nobody made the connection.”

“And why are we trying to make this connection?” her question lingered at the word ‘why’, “Is it so impossible that my mother was an undocumented hotel staff?”

“You think that’s your story?”

“I think it makes no difference,” that statement flowed easily, and Chase believed her.

“Right,” Devineaux nodded, “So, some of ACME was at Avalon’s Buenos Aires Hacienda when the Modigliani was delivered, small party.” The detective moved to an image of ACME’s Secretary of the Board Gunther Metzger among some nameless faces in front of a large artwork, “The woman in that painting... —”

She held his arm to better study the picture.

“Chase,” she sighed, “why didn’t you start with this?”

— part two...

[carchaseonacarchase]

tête de femme —final part 🤍🍸🦪

hey there! i'm saving this here on my blog in case of broken link, this is part of the journals in the elusive carmen sandiego site, all credits to cj & prudence :D

Somewhere between San Francisco and Los Angeles.

Chase woke at 6:00 AM and immediately read the previous day’s reports. He reviewed the news, checked messages from international contacts, and completed a 2-hour morning routine.

A double shot of espresso later, he was driving down the highway from San Francisco towards LA for an evening conference.

An ‘unknown caller’ activated his in-car Bluetooth.

He pressed to pick up, “Devineaux.”

“Secured line please,” the contralto request wasn’t unusual.

“Hold on,” he smiled and tapped a code on his linked communicator, “Right, we’re good.”

She waited a few seconds more.

“The weather in Buenos Aires was amicable,” she started.

He processed her clue, raised his brows and countered, “I see you did the thing.”

“I did,” a laugh was in her voice, “Thank you.”

Chase nodded at the ‘thank you,’ despite knowing she would be blind to his action, “So what happened?”

“I gave him the locket,” her tone remained steady, “Only one of us knew the woman in it, and it wasn’t me.”

Devineaux exhaled with some relief, she seemed happy, "Glad this ends well."

“…And I was thinking,” her topic shifted, “Meet me in Nice? Let’s race down the Upper Corniche to Menton.”

“This weekend?” The weekends were busy along the Corniches and it was wiser to race either at night or before sunrise. He wanted to avoid traffic. The mention of Menton also reminded him of limoncello, and he could use some to restock the bar. He suggested, “I can do Saturday night, predawn Sunday, but I need to be in Brussels Monday afternoon.”

“Airport, Saturday night, I’ll have a car ready,” she ended the call.

With voice command, Chase connected to Renee Grovesnor.

“Renee, free up my weekend? I need to take a flight to Nice, I’ll find my own way to Belgium.”

“Certainly,” she affirmed, “You have a redundancies meeting with Organized Crimes this Friday morning, I’ll cancel?”

“Move it to next week.”

“Friday afternoon, a conference call with Milan?”

“I’ll take that mid-trip.”

“Saturday afternoon reviewing cadet performance at the airfield?”

“Send Euge an apology, please.”

“Yoga with Dr. Weller and his wife early Sunday morning?”

“How… did I get invited into that?”

“Last week’s dinner conversation,” Thankfully, Renee kept notes.

“Cancel politely and send him a box of that gluten-free stuff he likes.”

“Done, and…,” his assistant trailed, “Chase? There’s a Malcolm Avalon calling you, this is the second time in an hour, should I patch him through?”

“Who?” Chase knew the answer to that question, but he was buying time.

“Malcolm Avalon,” Renee repeated, this time clearer, “He’s not a previous contact, I can relay —”

“No, it’s fine, let him through.”

As signals from Argentina rerouted through ACME and into Chase’s calibrated communicator, the indicating tones beeped an eternity.

Then came the silence.

“Devineaux,” Chase reluctantly greeted.

“Director Devineaux,” there was a pause.

“Yes, Mr. Avalon,” the detective apprehensively offered, “What can I do for you?”

“I’ve been told, Mr. Devineaux,” Avalon was more forward, “that you are the man to contact if I want to find my daughter.”

Some things never end, Chase suddenly realized, they only get more complicated.

— from the findcarmen site uwu

[carchaseonacarchase]

𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂!

*christmas edition yayyy* i know i kinda abandoned this blog but don't worry, i finished my finals and now because is my favourite time of the year i will post all the carchase content i had planned for :3

chase's birthday is on december 26th so carmen procure to have at least one free week to spend all the time she can with him

christmas time is the perfect occasion for prepare special recipes together, hearing chase's anecdotes along with delicious food is just perfect for carmen

chase knows how much carmen likes music, she have hundreds of playlists for christmas, it can start with classic jazz to the corniest 80s pop, he will dance with her anyway ^^

frank sinatra 24/7

carmen really finds entertaining to wrap presents, she has a taste for decorations

both hate do the christmas shopping, too much people trapped in long lines, but when it's necessary they know they have eachother to talk and have fun while they wait

decorating the christmas tree is just another adventure for carmen (specially if we remember she owns a cat) chase just can't get mad at her when she gives him her "i'm sorryyyy" smile

snow fights are war between them

having lived a childhood in the north of the united states, chase is more comfortable with cold weather than carmen, he knows it and always make sure she's warm enough

and when the weather becomes colder chase won't accept a no from carmen, he will wrap her in his coat without questioning

pastry and hot chocolate for cold mornings 🍰☕✨

when they can't be together in christmas the letters will be way more important, delicate writing, loving words and promises of being together soon it's all they need

it's not a secret for anyone that carmen sees zack and ivy as her children, the siblings know that between chase and her there's more than a rivalry or a friendship, in their opinion, carmen and chase would be excellent parents

when nostalgia hits, carmen sings for him, laying with her and just get lost in her voice makes him feel better

matching coats and couple winter outfits for the season 🛐

they can spend all day watching marathons of christmas romcoms (chase's secret favourite movie genre)

carmen had a tradition every christmas back in her days as detective, playing a game of chess with chief, now he's not longer with her chase plays with her all the time she needs

chase can't do nothing but hug carmen when she sees little children having fun with their parents, that emotion in her eyes is one of the purest things for him 🤍

their christmas dinner is full of jokes, laughing and animated music, they aren't the party type and when they have each other who needs a big ball anyway?

the kiss under the mistletoe is sacred 🎄🎀

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