#its blatantly obvious I don't speak French

[vanilla-dipped-donut]

Bonjour! Je parle français pour mon cours. C'est bénéfique. Je suis à l'école maintentant. L'école commence à sept heures trente. Je n'aime pas l'école. Mais, ma note est bonne. C'est très bonne.

Ehhhhhh

Je m'appelle Toby. Je suis en seconde. Oui, je dix-sept ans. Je ne suis pas intéligent. Mais je ne suis pas allé à l'école pour beaucoup de ma vie.

Vous êtes supér :)

[writingwitharlo]

Nick and Charlie and the song is Psycho Killer by Talking Heads 💖

Qu'est-ce que c'est?

a/n: so much for keeping it short... oh, well also, happy birthday to me ig 💖

(Heartstopper; Nick/Charlie)

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Charlie couldn't even pretend he had been listening as it was so blatantly obvious that he hadn't. Something about the brisk autumn air, the gusts of wind tousling through his rather shaggy hair, made it so easy to just tune out everything.

That was the reason they were outside in the first place. Charlie feeling somewhat anxious all day, and when even going round Nick's place didn't do the trick, the older boy tugged him out of bed and grabbed Nellie's leash.

Although reluctant at first to leave the sanctuary of Nick's cozy bed, he knew he would feel better afterwards. He always did.

And getting to wear one of Nick's coats was really all the convincing he needed.

Charlie hadn't felt much like talking. Not at Nick's, and not now. But the silence never felt uncomfortable and Charlie always did manage to encourage Nick to keep talking at least.

Nick didn't mind.

Didn't mind letting the silence linger between them and allowing his own thoughts wander. Didn't mind Charlie using tiny gestures and sounds to communicate. Didn't mind filling the silence whenever requested.

After all, if Charlie was listening to him, he wouldn't be able to listen to the troubled thoughts swirling around his head.

Although, now that tactic had seemed to have reached its limit of success.

At least it didn't look like the thoughts that were occupying the dark-haired boy's mind were all too negative. Nick couldn't spot the infamous crease between his brows.

"Charlie?"

It was a careful attempt, as if trying to wake someone from a trance.

Perhaps it was the squeeze to Charlie's hand, their fingers interlocked and stuffed in Nick's coat pocket, that pulled him out of it.

Feeling caught in his absentmindedness, a sheepish look washed over Charlie's face as he glanced over at the taller boy. When Nick only quirked his eyebrows slightly, showing his amusement, Charlie quickly schooled his features into an innocently wide grin.

"Quois?" (What?)

Nick felt the pressure in his pocket returned. Relived, he missed at first that the words he got in reply were not, in fact, English.

"You didn't look like you were listening."

Charlie just shrugged, pulling his shoulders all the way to his ears, the corners of his mouth turning down quite noticeably.

"Ah, désolé. Je ne comprends pas." (Ah, sorry. I do not understand.)

"Oh, vraiment? Tu ne comprends pas?" (Oh, really? You don't understand?)

Two could play that game. Not that this was the first time.

After their Paris trip, all of the Paris Squad had started throwing in random French words and phrases into conversation. It was fun to bring out their most ridiculous accents, and especially for Darcy, to wind Nick up, who would usually end up just shaking his head at the lot of them.

In Charlie's case, he had found that it was a sure-fire way to coax some French out of Nick. Only when they were alone, of course. But who could blame him? It was just incredibly sexy.

"Non, perdon. Je ne parle pas anglais." (No, sorry. I don't speak English.)

Nick laughed, which made Charlie laugh and the two could quickly be heard from a distance away.

"Tu ne comprends pas? Je pense que tu mens. Je pense que tu comprends. Est-ce que tu me mens? Est-ce que je sors avec un menteur?" (You don't understand? I think you're lying. I think you do understand. Are you lying to me? Am I dating a liar?)

Nick moved in closer, while Charlie could feel himself grow more flustered, shy giggles bubbling out without permission. He brought his hand up, trying to keep Nick at bay, and on his side of the path, but Nick's arms were quick to find their way around his body, trapping his arms against his sides.

"Sais-tu ce qu'ils font aux menteurs en France, hm?" (Do you know what they do to liars in France, hm?)

Nick's nose was practically pressed into Charlie's cheek at this point.

Had this been the early days of their relationship, Charlie would have most likely freaked out and been scared of being dropped. But now, even with his feet being dragged along, unable to keep his stride in this hold, he had never felt more secure. Even if it did mean having to dodge Nick's cold nose and the occasional, accidental kick to the shins.

"Menteurs sont condamnés à mort par guillotine. Mais vous, les Anglais, pensez que c'est trop barbare. Alors, j'ai trouvé quelque chose de mieux. L'appelle 'la chatouillotine'." (Liars get sentenced to death by guillotine. But you Englishmen think that's too barbaric. So, I've come up with something better. I call it 'the tickle-otine'.)

Charlie had no idea what Nick was saying. It did sound like he was being scolded, had it not been for the very evident grin in his voice. But the ground suddenly disappearing from beneath his feet, leaving him unprepared for the skittering fingers appearing at his neck.

An indignant squawk, followed by a peal of giggles filled the air.

How Nick was able to tickle him and still hold him without hardly having to break his stride, while Charlie's own feet barely grazed the ground, was beyond him. But it was really hard to think with sparks of electricity shooting all the way down his spine and up the base of his scalp.

"Ah, no! Nick!"

"Non? Tu n'aimes pas ta punition? Hm. Dommage." (No? Do you not like your punishment? Hm. Too bad.)

Charlie, breathless from laughter and significantly flustered by the tone of Nick's voice alone, wriggled in his hold. He brought his shoulders up as high as possible so the collar of the coat would protect him.

"I don't wanna die by guillotine!"

Nick halted. Huh.

"So, you were listening."

Charlie chuckled with a shrug. "Eh, more or less."

He patted the arm still wrapped around his middle and was lowered back to solid ground.

"I heard 'mort' and 'guillotine', so contextually, yeah. The rest... not so much."

"Then you didn't hear my very hilarious guillotine pun either."

Intertwined fingers returned to the warmth of Nick's pocket.

"I guess not. Or anything about the rugby match before that."

Charlie's head tilted to the side until it was resting against Nick's shoulder. "Sorry-"

"Don't say s- Really?"

Charlie did not have to look up to know that Nick was not actually upset with him. He pressed his face against the other's shoulder. A muffled laugh got picked up by the wind.

"It's fine. Was kinda lame anyway."

"The pun or the match?"

Nick could feel those curious, blue eyes gaze up at him. "Uh, both, I guess.

"Hm, I doubt that. Tell me again?"

"What, the pun or about the match?"

"Mh, both."

"Both? Greedy much?"

"Yeah, actually. That's what your sexy French voice does to me."

"Oh, shut up and walk straight."

"Nicholas, nothing I do is straight."

"Hah, yeah, tell me about it."

By the time they made it back to Nick's, they both felt better.

[leonardhoee]

Matchup #2

Thanks for the request @aurora-morning​ 💜💜

So I match you up with...

Comte!!

Your Song

Okay now this man is a complete gentleman but he's also very secretive so it’s hard to tell what he’s thinking at first.

He was in love with you pretty much since you arrived but you would never be able to tell. He spoils you and takes you out shopping almost every week. He brings you to the finest restaurants and brings presents back for you from various business trips. 

However, you think all of this is because he's just being nice. Truth is, with all the life experience he has, he doesn't really know how to handle his feelings and he deals with it in the best way he knows how. By spoiling you.

Your awkwardness isn’t a problem for him. If you think you did anything that might seem weird don’t worry he’s definitely seen worse (he’s seen naked, drunk Leo on a roof and he had to bring him back down, it doesn’t get worse than that)

He thinks that maybe you're better off not knowing about how he feels for the whole month you're there, because it might be scary being with a pureblooded vampire that's as powerful, and has as many secrets as he does. 

But he tries to spend time with you every chance he gets and he secretly asks Sebastian to ask you to bring his rouge and tea to him so he gets to see you. 

“Oh what a coincidence you're here Ma Cherie, why don't you stay a while and maybe help me with some paperwork? We can go to dinner together afterwards”

Speaking of dinners, he will leave a dress on your bed (that he designed specifically for you) with a note telling you to be ready by a certain time and he will take you to the best restaurants in Paris. Before you guys go home he takes you to his favorite bakery and gets you the best strawberry shortcake in the city.

“No of course its not a date I just didn't want to go to the restaurant alone” *nervous laugh

He is absolutely willing to make the first move. He’s a very perceptive man and can easily tell if social situations give you anxiety. He’s more than happy to be social for the both of you.

He thinks your glasses are adorable and sometimes he tries them on when you’re not around.

Both of you are basically flirting with each other by trying to impress each other and it’s quite hilarious to watch as a third party. (Pleaseee just admit your feelings already dorks)

It gets to a point where his feelings are blatantly obvious to Sebastian and Leonardo and they both encourage him to just tell you how he feels because he’s going to regret it if he doesn't. (Thats rich coming from you Leo)

He finally decides to do it and he brings a bouquet of Roses to your room and takes you on a walk in the garden where he had Sebastian plant your favorite flowers. (He figured he shouldn’t go TOO overboard but after that be prepared for the most extra dates ever.)

He is actually incredibly nervous but he looks perfectly calm on the outside as he tells you everything he loves about you and asks if you’d do him the honor of letting him love you as you deserve to be loved.

Doesn’t know how to tie a tie (hence all the clip on ties) and he’ll ask you to tie it for him.

He is a Feminist™ and he will never look down on you or talk over you. He values your intelligence and your opinions and he’ll always ask for your advice. He doesn’t just consider you his girlfriend, you’re his partner in every aspect of his life and he will treat you with the respect you deserve.

He is protective but he respects your independence and won’t overstep his boundaries. He just wants to support you in any way he can.

He is your number 1 fan and will be the first person to encourage and support your hobbies. He is so proud of you and will definitely brag about you to everyone.

He loves your voice and asks you to sing to him every night. He likes to lay down in your lap and have to stroke his hair as you sing to him. It’s his favorite thing to do to relax, he’ll usually fall asleep after. (Please do this, he desperately needs the sleep)

(One time neither of you realized Leo was sleeping under Comte’s desk while you were singing to him and both of them ended up falling asleep. You only found him after you hesrd a loud thump under the desk.)

He is incredibly affectionate and he hugs you and kisses you on the forehead and tells you he loves you every time he sees you. Everyone teases him for it but he couldn’t care less. He’s so whipped for you and he wants you to constantly feel how much he loves you.

As the two designated Mom Friends, you guys become the mansion’s parents. Congratulations!! You’ve just adopted 11 kids so have fun with that! Arthur will definitely come to ask you stuff Comte would otherwise say no to because he knows you can convince “dear old daddy” to do anything.

Gentleman in the streets but he’s a freak in the sheets. He is utterly devoted to your pleasure as you are a goddess in his eyes. Secretly loves to be bossed around by you and tied up.

He is incredibly romantic and he will send you love letters. He’ll speak French to you in bed if you want too. He quite literally treats you like a princess.

Being the person he is, he’s well versed in many subjects and will patiently listen to all your theories and will even give you more information on any of the subjects your desired. He’ll even teach you alchemy if you ask him.

He’s traveled a lot and tells you about history from all the different times he’s visited Philippines. He would love to take you there if you want to see what it looked like in this time period! He loves learning about other cultures and can actually speak a bit of Tagalog.

Your wedding would be a big deal (like inviting royalty kind of big deal. After all they ARE Comte’s friends) and will have multiple events. You’ll have two wedding ceremonies (one of them is a typical french wedding and the other one is a Filipino wedding ceremony) and he will host a ball at Versailles for your reception. (You already KNOW Leo is gonna roast tf out of him in his best man speech)

Anyways you guys are adorable!! Please adopt me.

Hope you enjoyed!!💜

Here’s my Comte playlist!