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youaresimplylovely · 6 months ago

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could you watch my boyfriend for a sec .ᐟ - cl 16

The warm crisp air breezed through your whole body, you loved staying at the backyard whenever Charles was occupied with something then suddenly an idea popped into your mind. Recently, the trend of "could you watch my boyfriend/husband/partner for a sec" and what perfect person to do this to other than your boyfriend Charles.

You were unique and outstanding, Charles loved that for you which is why instead of a video recording you did an instagram live. Once you started the live, lots of people joined the live and the comments flushed as well. You quickly head back inside the house, a smile creeps up into your face as you see Charles busy doing something in the dining table.

Hastily, you run behind his back and stood your phone on the glass of water that was in front of Charles. "could you watch my boyfriend for a sec" You giggle as you immediately leave and hide somewhere.

"Wha- I-" Charles stuttered, he was stunned by the sudden action. A soft laugh comes out of his face when he sees the Instagram live in front of him. "Well hello beautiful people." He smiles softly, eyes fixated on the oranges he was peeling for you.

"You are such a dork." Arthur snickers, looking over at Charles from the living room while he plays his video game.

"I am peeling oranges for my girlfriend, i am not a dork" Charles glared at Arthur jokingly as he continued peeling the oranges.

"Not that." Arthur says, getting up from the couch and heading to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water as he drinks from it then saying "That" He points to the instagram live and to Charles talking to the viewers.

"oh ferme la, i'm talking to my beautiful fans well they're yn's fans but you get the point." oh shut up He looks over at Arthur eventually looking back at the screen. "So how are you today beautiful people? Hope you're doing great, what have you been up to?" He smiles cutely at the phone, still peeling oranges while reading some of the comments.

Arthur chuckles at the sight as he went back to his videogame.

"Oh yeah? That's a good hobby for you username13. I've been peeling oranges for my lovely yn, she didn't ask but i'm peeling them for her so she has a little snack when she plays with Leo later." Charles smiles while reading one of the comments.

Meanwhile, you were watching him slight from afar with a huge smile on your face. God was he so cute, he is definitely boyfriend material. You giggle as he talks to the fans, you couldn't help but fall for him even more.

a/n: i am on a charles leclerc frenzy wth so cl fans u r lucky cuz i will posting tons of cl fics also happy 1.1k ! <3

#f1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #formula 1 au #f1 blurb #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc one shot #charles leclerc x you

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ray935sworld · 6 months ago

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If you ever want to know why I love MotoGP more than F1, it's the mentality.

Don't get me wrong, the fancy F1 style which is mostly professional with some funny moments is perfect. But it's mainly glamorous. It's supposed to be the perfect Monaco sport.

MotoGP has the expensive aspect as well. But they are just a bunch of chaotic man that love motorcycles and no one is trying to change that for the media.

In f1 people get media training about the "Can you wank yet" question. The laugh about "lol" from max or the "if my mom had balls she'd be my dad" quote was quoted way too many times. The webber glass smash or the angry hat through from brocedes is still legendary. Lewis Hamilton and Nico Rosberg being "anything but lovers". I literally can't think of any significant media thing. Sorry.

Motogp is like... Let me post a picture of me touching my balls thorough my race wear. I think it was Quartararo who made a video imply that he's racing in fucking lingerie. They get ass smacks from their team before and after a session. Pecco and Bez are getting referred to as an old married couple. Rider jumping on (and fucking) each other in prac ferme. Jorge said that he'll marry his childhood rival in 2-3 years after they hugged (we know you're touch starved, Jorge but how good was that hig please?). Bez talking to Domizia (Pecco's fiance) and calling Bagnaia "OUR future husband". The Marquez brothers kissed ON THE MOUTH on International live TV. Martin and Aleix E. kissed each other in a club (I think it was them, no idea about the context). And Vale... He proudly said in an interview FFM porn is his favorite and he wants to be a member of the mile high club. I CAN GO ON.

AND IT'S NOT EVEN CONSIDERED EXTRAORDINARY BECAUSE EVERYONE DOES IT.

That's why motogp is better. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

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changetyre · 1 month ago

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Size isn't everything (P2) II Carlos Sainz x Bodyguard!Reader

SUMMARY: The tension between Carlos and you continues and it takes one scary moment to bring your feelings to light. Part 2 of this

WARNINGS: Injuries.

A/N: Over on wattpad people requested a part 2 ;)

The following weeks after the club incident were different. Carlos, ever the charmer, had cranked up his flirting to full throttle. He teased you at every turn, leaning into that spark that had flickered between you. His cocky grin was now a near-constant companion, and while you maintained your professional composure, there were moments, brief moments, where Carlos could see your defenses waver.

"Careful, Sainz," you'd warned him one afternoon as you saw him to his hotel room. "You're treading on thin ice."

He leaned closer, his voice a low whisper, "What if I like the cold?"

Your eyes had flicked to his lips before quickly looking away, but he'd caught it. That tiny slip gave him hope.

Despite your best efforts, his persistence was wearing you down. He wasn't just some spoiled racer he was genuinely fun to be around. And though you hated to admit it, you liked the banter. There was a warmth to him, a charm that went beyond his good looks and fame.

Still, you constantly reminded yourself that this was a job. You couldn't get involved with him, no matter how much he made your stomach flutter when he flashed you those big brown eyes.

But Carlos wasn't making it easy.

One evening, after a particularly intense race where he had secured a podium finish, you'd found yourselves on the balcony of his new Monaco home. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the city. He leaned against the railing, a glass of champagne in hand, watching you with that familiar playful glint in his eye.

"I have to ask," he began, his tone teasing, "what do you do for fun? Or are you always this serious?"

You'd been scanning the area like you were used to, but turned to him and gave him a deadpan look. "My job is to keep you alive, Sainz. Fun doesn't exactly factor into that."

He laughed, taking a sip of his drink. "Come on, you've got to let loose sometime. You can't be all uptight, all the time."

You rolled your eyes, trying to remain unaffected, but the truth was, you could feel your walls crumbling, piece by piece. There was something about him, something disarming, that made it harder and harder to keep up your professionalism.

"I know what you're doing," you said turning away from his intense gaze. "And it's not going to work."

He raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "And what is that?"

You turned back to him, stepping closer, your eyes narrowing slightly. "Flirting."

His grin widened, shameless. "Oh, that? I thought I was being subtle."

This time you failed to hold back the smile. "Ha ha"

He laughed again, that warm, genuine laugh that always made your heart skip a beat. You shifted uncomfortably, trying to suppress the emotions stirring inside you. You couldn't afford to lose focus. Not with him.

"I should go, lock the door." You stepped away before you let your feelings control you.

_____

The race day was a blur of noise and speed. Carlos was locked in a fierce battle for the last podium place, weaving through the track, every muscle in his body tense with focus. You watched from the paddock, your attention split between the live race feed in the garage and the bustling crowd. You never let yourself get too caught up in the race itself though. Your job was to protect Carlos from everything offthe track.

But as the final laps unfolded, an uneasy feeling consumed you. You scanned the crowd, your eyes narrowing when you spotted somone who didn’t quite fit. He was standing just behind the barriers at Parc Ferme, his eyes locked onto Carlos's car as it zoomed by for the cool-down lap.

As the the roar of the crowd filled the air signaling the end of the race you watched as the man moved through the people, his eyes steady on that 3rd place position Carlos would eventually pull into. His body language was tense, and suspicious as he inched closer to where Carlos would soon be.

Your instincts flared. You moved quickly, pushing through the multitude of people running to the podium, your eyes locked on the man.

Just as he climbed out of his car, the man made his move. He broke through the crowd, something glinting in his hand. You reacted quickly, rushing toward the man, and grabbing his wrist firmly. You would do your best to avoid causing a scene, costing Carlos his moment so with a firm grip on the man you quickly shoved him away.

But the man was stronger than he looked, as soon as you'd gotten him away from the crowd, away from the cameras, calling for security, he managed to momentarily slip out of your grasp, the sharp object emerging from his pocket as it came to slice your arm. You had no time to react to the pain as you quickly subdued him, security there soon after ready to cuff the man.

Carlos had embraced his team, he tried to remain happy and cheerful as he received pats and congratulations from those around him but as he looked around not seeing you around set off alarm bells in his head. You were good at your job, and you were good at sticking around unnoticed but he always knew you were there, he always felt your presence and this time he couldn't

He was rushed to give the interviews and proceed to the podium ceremony but that didn't take away from the fact that he was worried, where had you gone?

After the ceremony, Carlos wasted no time asking about your whereabouts only to be informed that "a situation had occurred" which you had to attend to.

"What does that mean?" Carlos tried to learn more only to be shut down.

"She needs stitches she's heading to hospital now." he heard security from the track talking to his team.

"Who needs stitches? Where is she?!" A great feeling of dread invaded Carlos's body. The silence of those around him was enough of an answer to him.

“Y/N!” Carlos rushed to you, his voice tight with panic.

"Carlos, what are you doing here?" You asked surprised to see him rush into the hospital room.

"What happened?!" He looked at your blood-soaked sleeve.

“It’s fine,” you said through gritted teeth, cradling your arm. “It’s just a scratch.”

He wasn’t convinced. “You’re bleeding.”

"Not that much, they'll come to fix it soon. Carlos, you need to get back to-"

"I'm not going anywhere" Carlos didn't let you finish.

“I said I’m fine! I’m still alive, aren’t I?” you tried to joke, but there was a slight tremor to your voice.

Carlos wasn't laughing. He held your uninjured hand, his fingers locking with yours. “You shouldn’t have had to do that. You could’ve been-.” he didn't dare finish the thought.

Your defenses kicked back in, but this time, you could see the fear in his eyes. “It’s my job, Carlos. This is what I signed up for.”

He shook his head, he kneeled in front of you. “You got hurt because of me.”

You hesitated, your heart pounding as the truth settled between you. He was right, you'd done this form him. But not because of the job. But because the thought of something happening to him terrified you more than getting hurt yourself.

“It wasn’t your fault,” you said softly.

The doctor arrived, ready to stitch you up. Carlos stayed by your side the whole time, his usual cocky attitude replaced by a quiet, anger. Carlos paced the room but when you'd occasionally wince in pain you saw the way Carlos's eyes increased with sadness.

“Stop blaming yourself,” You said as soon as the doctor left. “This...it happens.”

He stopped pacing and turned to you, frustration evident in his eyes. “You think I’m just supposed to be okay with this? That you can get hurt- because of me? and I’m supposed to just let it happen?”

You sighed, getting up and walking towards him. “It’s not about being okay with it. It’s about understanding that I’m here to do a job, and sometimes that job comes with risks!” Your voice was once again stern.

He closed the distance between you even more, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “I don’t want you risking anything for me.”

You looked away, trying to ignore the weight of his gaze. “Well, that's not how this works.”

There was silence, thick and tense, before he spoke again.

“I care about you." he confessed.

"No-" You avoided his gaze.

"More than you think. And I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt because of me.” he didn't allow you to interrupt him as he approached you forcing you to face him again.

You froze. This was exactly what you'd feared, why you had tried to keep your distance.

But the look in his eyes, raw and honest, was breaking down every wall you'd had built.

“You're not supposed to care,” you whispered. “This is my job.” You sighed defeated.

He cupped your face. “You think I’m just going to stop caring because you tell me to? You don't have a problem getting hurt for me, but why can't you admit you care about me too?”

Your breath hitched. You opened her mouth to protest, to shut this conversation down before it went any further, but the words wouldn’t come.

Instead, Carlos tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. His thumb brushing over your cheek in the softest of touches.

“Let me in.” He pleaded.

Your heart pounded in your chest, every instinct screaming at you to pull away, to keep things professional. But as he leaned in, his breath warm against your lips, you couldn’t move. You couldn’t think straight, standing so close, his presence was overwhelming.

And when his lips finally brushed against yours, it was like every wall you'd built crumbled in an instant. The kiss was soft at first, hesitant as if he was giving you a chance to pull back.

But you didn’t. You leaned into him, deepening the kiss, letting yourself feel something you'd been trying to deny for so long. His hand slid around your waist, pulling you closer, and you let yourself get lost in the moment, the warmth of his touch, the softness of his lips.

#carlos sainz #one shot #carlos sainz x reader #f1 x reader #changetyre #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 one shot #f1fic #formula 1 #bodyguard

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snackpointcharlie · 7 months ago

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From the mansion on the hill to the radio shack in the valley, tune in as Snackpoint Charlie strives to keep universal reach in line with terrestrial grasp. Music from seven continents and at least three and a half dimensions, live Wednesday May 1 at 10pm EST on WGXC, 90.7 FM and streaming ad infinitum at WGXC.org and handy dandy download below

Snackpoint Charlie - Transmission 138 - 2024.05.01 https://wavefarm.org/wf/archive/jawxqh [ ^ click for download ^ ]

PLAYLIST

1) The Great Africans - “Olisa” from TOTAL LIBERATION https://www.discogs.com/release/2508148-The-Great-Africans-Total-Liberation

2) Lady Isa - “Tabou Ya Afrika” from ALE MAMA https://www.discogs.com/release/4228769-Lady-Isa-Ale-Mama https://africangrooves.fr/2024/03/13/lady-isa-tabou-ya-afrika-democratic-republic-of-the-congo-1980s-espera/

3) Bahta Gebre Hiwot - “Tessassategn Eko” from GIZIE / TESSASSATEGN EKO https://africangrooves.fr/2024/04/03/bahta-gebre-hiwot-tessassategn-eko-ethiopia-1973-amha-records/ https://www.discogs.com/release/1892856-Bahta-G-Hiwot-Gizie-Tessassategn-Eko

(underbed throughout:) Pinchas Gurevich - “Spittledripping,” “Heplink”

4) Ibitsam Hilmi [إبتسام حلمي] - “Qaduk Almias [قدك المياس]” from KHASHA FI EABI / QADUK ALMIAS [خش في عبي / قدك المياس] https://arabicsinglesgoingsteady.blogspot.com/2024/04/ibitsam-hilmi-khasha-fi-eabi-bw-qaduk.html

5) The Fun Trio - “Chocolate and Walnuts” from [SONO CAIRO FSD 4]

6) M. Huzdin & Hell Angels - “Membawa Janji Dahulu” from AYAHKU PERGI. KA PANGKUANKU. https://radiodiffusion.blog/2024/03/17/m-huzdin-hell-angels/

7) Kishore Kumar & Asha Bhosle - “O Meri Jaan” from ANJANE MEIN https://www.discogs.com/release/3139215-Kalyanji-Anandji-Gulshan-Bawra-Anjane-Mein

8) Altin Gün - “Kırık Cam [Broken Glass]” from VALLAHI YOK / KIRIK CAM https://altingun.bandcamp.com/album/vallahi-yok-k-r-k-cam

9) Domenico Lancellotti - “Erê (Ricardo Dias Gomes remix)” from REMIXES EP https://ricardodiasgomes.bandcamp.com/album/ricardo-dias-gomes-x-domenico-lancellotti

10) Lucky Star Musical Club - “Duniani” from NYOTA - CLASSIC TAARAB RECORDINGS FROM TANGA https://www.discogs.com/master/611069-Black-Star-Musical-Club-Lucky-Star-Musical-Club-Nyota-Classic-Taarab-Recordings-From-Tanga

11) A Million Mercies - “Freunde (w/Calexico)” from YOU CAN'T ALWAYS LISTEN TO HAUSMUSIK, BUT… https://www.discogs.com/master/320234-Various-You-Cant-Always-Listen-To-Hausmusik-But

12) Ros Serey Sothea - “Please Love Me” from THE GOLDEN VOICE https://www.thegoldenvoicemovie.com/

13) Lepa Lukić – “Ne Znaš Ti” from LJUBI DRAGI MOLIM TE / NE ZNAŠ TI https://www.discogs.com/release/2195884-Lepa-Luki%C4%87-Ljubi-Dragi-Molim-Te-Ne-Zna%C5%A1-Ti

14) Aït Meslayne - “Itij Ougharval” from ITIJ OUGHARVAL / HAZAV IOUAKALB https://arabicsinglesgoingsteady.blogspot.com/2024/04/ait-meslayene-itij-ougherval-bw-hazav.html

15) Dominique Ney (Interprété par Anne Germain) - “Dis, Ferme Un Instant Les Yeux” from MAIS NE NOUS DELIVREZ PAS DU MAL (DON'T DELIVER US FROM EVIL) https://thebedlamfiles.com/film/dont-deliver-us-from-evil/

16) ambroise - “l’air était si doux” from LA PREMIÈRE CARESSE GOÛTE TOUJOURS LA NEIGE https://ambroise.bandcamp.com/album/la-premi-re-caresse-go-te-toujours-la-neige

17) Immy & The Mahoots - “The Ghandi Song” from INDIA, JE T'AIME https://menandvolts.bandcamp.com/album/from-assam-with-love-india-je-taime

18) Ölivias - “Salm” from QUE BAIXI EL CEL https://www.microscopi.cat/product-page/que-baixi-el-cel

19) Death Is Not The End - “Are You Sure?” from LONDON PIRATE RADIO ADVERTS 1984-1993, VOL. 1 https://deathisnot.bandcamp.com/album/london-pirate-radio-adverts-1984-1993-vol-1

20) Elza Laranjeira - “Serenata do Adeus” from A MÚSICA DE JOBIM E VINICIUS https://www.discogs.com/master/1033602-Elza-Laranjeira-A-M%C3%BAsica-De-Jobim-E-Vinicius https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4mADkt6o-M

21) Kamasi Washington - “Dream State (feat. Andre 3000)” from FEARLESS MOVEMENTS https://kamasiwashington.bandcamp.com/album/fearless-movement

#snackpointcharlieradio #wgxc #wgxcradio #hellsdonuthouse #communityradio #freeformradio #snackpointcharliewgxc #hudsonny #globalmusic #worldmusic #radioforopenears #outernational #hudsonvalley #globalbeat

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realtorjamier · 11 months ago

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8 Great Valentine’s Day Dining Options in the DMV!

Love is in the air, and often the way to a (wo)man’s heart is through the stomach. If you’re looking to make your Valentine’s day, the DMV region is teeming with tempting dining options: flights of caviar, creative cocktails, decadent desserts. We also have a variety of venues (because ambience is paramount)! DMV restaurant choices include sleek city settings, picturesque countryside locales, and waterfront backdrops.

Check out these eight great places to celebrate! Many restaurants will have prix fixe (several courses served for one fixed price), and all recommend making reservations early.

Red Fox Inn

2 E. Washington St. Middleburg, VA

The Red Fox Inn is a perfect destination restaurant to celebrate your love. Established in 1728, the historic romance of the tavern, combined with thoughtful seasonal culinary selections make for an unforgettable dining experience. Offered on February 13, 14, and 15, enjoy their Five Course Game & Seafood with optional wine pairings. Champagne pairings and Caviar Flights are also available.

La Petite Auberge

311 William Street Fredericksburg, VA

A favorite in Fredericksburg, the Valentine’s Day menu at La Petite Auberge begins with an Amuse Bouche (an appetizer with a literal translation of “it amuses the mouth”) of Risotto Fritter with Saffron Aioli and ends with a selection of desserts that all sound delectable. In between you’ll get two more courses plus an entree. C’est délicieux!

La Ferme Restaurant

7101 Brookville Rd Chevy Chase, MD

Treat “ton amour” to fine French Cuisine in an elegant country farmhouse located in the heart of the Chevy Chase villages. Their Valentine’s Day menu features seafood (including a “Cassolette of Snails,” of course!), beef, lamb, and more. And perhaps the pièce de résistance: L’assiette des Amoureux (an assortment of bite-sized desserts), served with a glass of house champagne.

Valentine’s Premier Dinner Cruise

City Experiences by Hornblower Pier 4 580 Water Street SW Washington, DC

Experience D.C.’s most stunning views while dining and dancing with your Valentine. This three-hour dinner cruise on the Potomac River features a premier plated dinner menu with options to upgrade your package to Silver, Gold or Platinum (a bottle of champagne, half-dozen roses, logoed flutes, and a guaranteed window seat).

Dutch’s Daughter

581 Himes Avenue Frederick, MD

The main level of Dutch’s Daughter’s has five refined dining rooms, each with a fireplace. But don’t be afraid of Dutch’s Dungeon, where you find a full bar with signature cocktails in a medieval decor setting (food is also available in the Dungeon).

L’Auberge Chez Francois Valentine’s Day Musical Celebration Experience

332 Springvale Rd Great Falls, VA

“Amour is in the Air” — and so is live music — at L’Auberge Chez François this Valentine’s Day. Considered one of OpenTable’s 100 Most Romantic Restaurants in America, and County Living and Good Housekeeping’s most romantic restaurant in the state of Virginia, Chef Jacques and his team will prepare a seven-course Musical Celebration Experience Menu. Favorites will include Lobster Martini with Osetra Caviar, Classic Chateaubriand for two, delectable Beef Wellington, sumptuous Le Homard du Maine (Maine lobster, jumbo lump crabmeat), and more. Romantic Guitar Extraordinaire Jarrett Laskey will be strolling throughout the five beautiful dining rooms performing for guests. If you’d like to continue your romance at home, choose an optional bottle of chilled Cremant d’Alsace Rose, and half a pound of Chef Pascal’s beautifully boxed delectable Chocolate Truffles infused with Grand Marnier.

Gravitas

1401 Okie Street NE Washington, DC

This modern American restaurant showcases the bounty of the Chesapeake Bay watershed in its seasonal cooking and sourcing. The Conservatory at Ivy City, its rooftop bar and lounge, offers cocktails and light bites or a full dinner. Valentine’s Day at Gravitas includes a four-course dinner from Chef Matt Baker, with optional wine pairings from Sommelier Angelo Perez. Champagne and Caviar Supplemental Course available as add-ons.

Morton’s The Steakhouse

7400 Wisconsin Avenue Bethesda, MD

Start your evening with a Love in Bloom Valentine’s Cocktail at Morton’s: a blend of Tito’s vodka, cointreau, hibiscus, and Prosecco. Follow up with the three-course Valentine’s Day menu featuring an amazing Chateaubriand Cut (with optional twin lobster tails or jumbo lump crab cakes) as the entree. Choose Morton’s Legendary Hot Chocolate Sundae for Two to top off this fabulous feast. Don’t forget Morton’s downtown DC, Arlington, and Reston locations!

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skiter-cat-slaying · 7 months ago

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I wrote about them!! (etoiles is a mermaid and Charlie is a human kind of reversed your interpretation lmaoo)

“Pheel,” Étoiles whines, walking into his friend’s house. The gossip cannot wait for invitations.

(Pretty blue eyes looking at him, eyes like the biiiig stretching sky above)

“Hey Étoiles, mate!” Phil chirps, swishing to Étoiles. “You miss a catch? Shit, you look devastated.”

Philza is laughing at him.

Ouuu, the worst. The worst ever.

“Pheeeel,” He whines again, swimming into Phil’s living room.

“Mate–” Phil cackles, evil evil. Like witch.

“Philza! I met someone!” He bursts suddenly because putain de merde, Charlie. Charlie Charlie Charlie Charlie.

He has never had a thought swim around his brain like a fish. It almost gives him a headache.

Phil snaps up half playfully. “Oh shit?”

‘Uh, well, it was nice to meet you. Sea you later?’

Really, what is there to do but groan and stretch all over Phil? This is tragic.

“But Phil, Phil they’re–” He slaps his hands over his face. Phil offers an encouraging chirp. “They’re human.”

There’s a momentary silence. Merde. Did he fuck up? Philza was going to forbid him from ever returning to shore. He’s so fucke–

Phil bursts into hooting laughter. Étoiles flushes and kicks himself off Philza, making sure to hit him with a current. Terrible.

“Oh mate,” The evil sea-witch wipes his eyes. Blue like a murray rainbowfish. But not like Charlie’s, not bright and happy, not joy personified–

“Dude, you remember who my wife is?” Phil asks, smirks.

Étoiles slits his eyes.

“Oui, the goddess of death, but Philza that is cool,” He rushes out. “This human is– he’s pathetic.” Étoiles groans again, sulking down onto the floor. “He is so miserable– You know, he was trying to drag this small child away from the beach. He said she was allergic to water– who is allergic to water–”

“How’d you meet,” Phil refocuses him. Oh, oui. Merde.

“I am getting there! So impatient, Felipé,” He chides, flicking his tail. Phil giggles. “So he is talking to the child and I think she lost something in the ocean and I couldn’t let this child cry, so I go closer–” He ignores the barely restrained giggling. “–and then the dad dives under with his glasses on! He is sooo pathetic, Felipé,” Étoiles is blushing again. “I feel like I need to give him everything because what is this? He has no wards and no stamina and no ability to see underwater so why did he dive??”

He hasn’t even gotten to the part where they talk.

“Egghhhh, Phil, I cannot stop thinking about this human! I am becoming like– like– like land obsessed!” He wails, swishing around quickly. His nerves are quaking excitedly.

“Mate,” Phil smiles, putting a hand on his shoulder to drag him back down to the couch. “You still haven’t gotten to where you meet? Did you even talk to him?”

Étoiles breaks into a grin, and not the fierce kind, the uncontainable-happiness kind. Phil gives him a knowing look.

“Okay okay okay, so his glasses fall, I get them, and I also found this weird red ribbon thing, which the daughter was missing, and so I go up to give them to him and he touches my fins,” Étoiles takes a breath to continue. Fins are so vulnerable, only close people can touch. “But I didn’t get angry like typical, I– eh, comment dit-on… relaxed. I stopped moving. Soft. Which is weird, because I am never relaxed!”

“Can confirm,” Philza grins pointedly. Sharp teeth are good for protection. He leans on Philza again.

“Ferme-la. So I snap out of it and I am all– all flustered and I offer him the glasses and red ribbon and he takes them and Felipé, you will not believe how stunning this man is,” Étoiles’ heart beats faster. Phil ignores it, thankfully. “His hair was all wet and covering his face, so when he flicks it back to see, all of a sudden I am blinded by all the beauty of the queens of the oceans– his eyes. His eyes, his eyes, his eyesss, mon dieu, like the entire sky when there are no clouds. Like the first layer of the ocean, where the ground is visible and you can see bright warm colors, not dark blues et greens. Like the oceans all scooped up and rolled into perfect pupils mon dieu–”

“I think someone’s got a crush,” Phil teases kindly. Étoiles would usually shoot up and refute this, but dieu, he does. He has a crush. On a human!

“Okay. Oui. So we talk, quick, and he was looking all over me after I gave his glasses back, and then he says his name is Charlie and that’s his daughter Flippa and he’s really glad I got their stuff and– listen, listen– he says I am handsome,” Étoiles chirps ecstatically, unable to contain himself. Usually so stoic! What is this? He drops down right in front of his friend, grabbing Phil’s hands and looking him in the eyes. “Handsome. Moi! He tells to me!! He says this!”

He crouches down and shoots back up, circling back to the couch.

“So, what, did you tell him he’s handsome back? Are you meeting him again?” Phil tilts his head. He is barely hiding a fond smile.

Étoiles groans and curls into himself. “Ahh, non, I should have, yes? Ohh,” Actually–

He straightens again. “Ah but he does say ‘sea’ you later. It was– was a– a–” Joke word. “Pun! He made a sea pun. Because–”

“I get the pun, mate,” Phil pokes him softly. He hisses cheerfully back. “But do you have plans?”

Étoiles frowns, and narrows his eyes seriously. He sinks his claws into Phil’s nice moss couch.

“I am going to be waiting,” He huffs, trying not to seem possessive. Obsessive. Both. “I will see him again, I hope he goes to the shore daily. He better–” He is biting air now.

“Chilll man,” Phil calms softly, grabbing him in a side hug. He stiffens and blinks. Philza didn’t want to take his mate, ah he forgot.

Wait, hold– his mate?

Étoiles chortles a whine-y groan and sinks into Phil with each bubbly exhale.

“Phil, I am so deep, I will kill if he doesn’t want to be my mate,” He bemoans. “He cannot even breathe water without enchants…”

Phil nods faux-sagely, patting Étoiles' side.

“You already kill,”

Étoiles barks a laugh and decks Philza in the chest.

—

Slime with baghera, hes put juana to bed.

Alright. Checklist: Flippa is asleep, check. She wasn’t outed as a mermaid, check (at least, no indications). Baghera is here with Pomme, check. Pomme is also asleep, check! (That one he needed help with.) The doors are closed, check.

It was prime set-up for fofoca. And oh my god, he had so much.

Baghera grinned at him as he brought out glasses of water.

“You called an emergency gossip session,” She states, readjusting in her chair. Charlie averts his eyes in embarrassment. “What happened?”

She was going to make endless fun of him. A mermaid. Or, merman? What term was good?

“Okay, you’re gonna make so much fun of me, but…” He sets both glasses down, thunking his, before meeting Baghera’s eyes. “I met a guy.”

Baghera’s jaw dropped and she grinned open mouthed.

“Charlie!” She exclaims, failing to keep her volume down. He rapidly angles his hand down and shakes it. So embarrassing. “Sorry, sorry, but Charlie!”

“I know, I know,” He whispers, burying his face in his hands, back shaking with laughter.

“Okay, well, tell me! Tell me the eh, the details; how did you meet, if he is sexy–” Charlie is sure his face turns bright red. Yeah, he mentally responds. “–do you have photo, what his personality, did you keeess???”

“Baghera!” Charlie bites out, still trying to whisper yell. “He was– okay, so yes, he is very sexy,” Baghera predictably grins, “we met at the beach, I don’t have a photo, because he was in the water, and no, we did not kiss.”

“Awww,” Baghera pouts before leaning forward dramatically. “Okay, so why on the beach?” She gasps, slamming her hands down– quietly– on the table. “Was his shirt off?”

Charlie laughs at that, hopefully less red. “Okay, it gets weird here because– because I think he’s a mermaid.”

Baghera blinks at him.

“You are joking,” She says, appalled. Charlie nods rapidly.

“I’m 100% serious, on Flippa, he was a full fledged wild merman. Like, who’s babies we’re raising,” He confirms, not breaking eye contact.

His friend splutters. “Sh– Charlie! How do you– how did you meet?”

Okay.

“So Flippa lost her cinta, the one from Tílin, in the water. I think she tied it to some sand castle or something, whatever. So she tries to go in, and I spot her in time to grab her and remind her of her ‘allergy’, but she’s throwing a fit, saying she doesn’t care if she gets hurt, she wants her ribbon,” Here, Baghera coos. “I know, but also like, I can’t let her in the sea, dude, so I tell her to stay away from the water, and I’m trying to hurry, you know, so I go in with my glasses on.”

“Slime!” Baghera laughs, then refocuses. “Okay, so he gets her cinta and your glasses?”

Charlie nods. (The image of dripping green muscles with jagged black markings refuses to leave his head.)

“Yeah, yeah. Then I– ughh, Baghera I thanked him, blah blah, we talked, but I called him handsome!” He moves his glasses and buries his face in his hands.

“But that’s good, no?” Baghera asks, tilting her head to the side. She looks like a confused duck.

“Well, yes?” Charlie lifts his head, but rests his cheek on his hand. “But I could have been too much. What if I was too weird? I made a pun. I said ‘sea ya later’! What? Ohh, he probably hates me. He’s never coming back.”

(Eyes like stars. He never realized before how similar of shades the purple night sky and purple deep sea were. Now that he’s thinking about it, the bioluminescent creatures deep down were kind of like stars, yeah?)

“Oh rhooo, stop complaining! He comes back, you talk more, have great sex, and he stays away! Like other flings you had– Mariana is still your friend.” Baghera points out. Charlie stiffens.

“Bags, I–” He grabs his glass of water and brings it closer, staring at the way the glass warps. “I don’t think I want this to be a fling..”

Baghera immediately stops joking.

“Charlie.” She says, making him force his eyes to meet hers. As expected: laser-focused gaze. Out of the corner of his eye he can see her hands folded and holding up her chin like a therapist. “You are in love?”

He glances down at his water. It reminds him of the merman he met for once, instead of the kids’ conditions.

“…yeah,” He looks up again.

Baghera melts before his eyes, drawing a smile from him.

“Well Charlie that is– I am– You have a real crush!” She gets up– he immediately puts his glass down– and rushes over to hug him. They knock his chair over, but he puts his foot under it before it can clatter and make a boom. “Yay yay yay yay yeeeee.”

She pulls away and rolls off him, then jumps up.

“You know what we do now?” She asks, grabbing his hand and helping him up.

Charlie hums acknowledgment, wiping off his shirt.

“We have to make a twenty step plan to ensure you two are together!”

Happy Mermay >:D

Starcicle but mer au

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