#also book Charles and F1 Charles are such different personalities

[vivwritesfics]

Soo, I have an idea, bear with me, it‘s pretty specific (and slightly self-indulgent) but I think it could be nice

Basically, reader has been with Lando for a while already. She played piano as a child but for whatever reason stopped but when Charles releases his piano songs it inspires her to get back to it and Charles ends up helping her practise and they become really good friends (but honestly purely platonic, maybe even siblings vibes) over it. Cue a little bit of angst when Lando gets worried about his girl spending so much time with another guy. But ta-dah, happy end, it turns out that Charles helped her write a song for Lando as a birthday or anniversary present

I absolutely understand if you don‘t want to write this, I just had a little daydream about it and thought you‘d be the perfect person to write it!

Lots of love for you and your works <3

I made the reader Jules Bianchi's little sister

F1 Masterlist

Ever since Jules' tragic passing, Charles had felt a certain sense of protectiveness over his little sister. Everybody thought they were going to start dating, that Y/N Bianchi and Charles Leclerc were destined to be together.

Just like her brother, her life was motorsport. She wasn't a driver, that had never been her desire, but she knew everything there was to know about Formula One. She followed Charles around the world like she wanted to with her brother, supporting him like she would have Jules.

She found love at the race track, but not with Charles.

It was 2019, his rookie season when they met. She had been walking through the paddock, making her way to the Ferrari garage, when she bumped into him. In his McLaren shirt and orange hat, nineteen year old Lando Norris was adorable. It took maybe two years before he finally asked her out. They had been happy together ever since.

Something that most people forget when talking about Y/N Bianchi was her love for music. She had been playing since she was a child and it was something she had used to get through her brothers passing.

She could play several different instruments. While Jules was karting, she was practicing violin, piano, and more. But piano was her favourite of them all.

She still practiced regularly, but it was at the back of her mind as life went on.

But then lockdown happened. She and Lando had just started dating, so she was stuck at home in France, left to call him regularly. She called Charles, too, since he was like an older brother to her. As they talked he walked her around his apartment, setting her up against different surfaces as he did something.

"Charles, is that a piano?" She asked as she looked past him.

He took her closer to it, showing her the new piano he had bought over lockdown.

That was what sparked her playing again.

They didn't have much of a chance to practice together after the season started up again. They still showed each other videos they had taken of themselves playing, but they never played together.

Not until just before Lando's 24th birthday.

Actually, it was the summer break, several months before. But she liked being prepared. Lando had been so fucking excited to spend summer break with her, but she had to blow him off, told him to have fun without her.

Instead she was in Monaco with Charles. They were spending a few weeks in his apartment, writing together until they had a song. Charles had booked a studio, where they recorded together.

***

On the day of Lando's birthday he was woken up with a kiss, breakfast, and a good ol' shag.

"I got you something really special this year," she said as she walked in from the bathroom, using a towel to dry her hair. "Do you remember over summer break, when I stayed in Monaco with Charles?"

Lando's expression darkened. "Yeah, I remember," he grumbled. He knew the nature of her relationship with Charles, but he'd also seen what had been said about the two of them.

Sitting beside him, Y/N ran her hands through his hair. "C'mon, Lan, what's up?" She asked, pouting at him.

Lando threw his head back, exposing his throat as he groaned. "I get sent the articles of you and Charles back from before we started dating at least three times a week. And then you spent summer with him in Monaco and-"

Suddenly she put her hand over his mouth, and Lando softly bit her palm. "I was putting together your birthday present in Monaco. That's why I spent the entire summer with him," she said and pulled up her phone.

Lando sat patiently as she pulled out the song she had written for him. He listened to the piano notes she had put together, to the lyrics she had written. It was, to put it simply, beautiful. He could listen to it on repeat for the rest of his life.

"I... holy shit," he said when the song finished. "I fucking love you," He said. "That was incredible."

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[hauntedrain]

F1 Driver Dating Headcanons | Fem! Reader |

Includes: Charles, Max, Oscar, And Lando

Disclaimer: these might be unrealistic but they are ofc headcanons. Also, I might do a part 2 of more or different drivers? Not edited.

Charles Leclerc *°:⋆ₓₒ

A gentle lover.

Would do anything and everything for you. You want a specific food? He'll go pick it up for you. Looking at something online? He'll buy it for you. Literally everything and anything.

Like, "No Charles is okay, I don't need it right now, and plus it's too much." and he would be like, "No if you want it'll get it, anything for you." and then he would buy it even if you still say its too much or something like that.

He reminds me of a puppy, so I imagine him following you everywhere. However, if it was somewhere where there's a big crowd or a bunch of fans hell be in front to protect you.

I feel like he's more of a romantic person with dates and gestures.

like candle-lit dinners, flowers all the time, fancy dinners and outings, etc.

Would compliment you 24/7 in the sweetest ways whenever, wherever, about whatever.

Max Verstappen .｡*ﾟ+.*.｡

A dominant domestic lover.

His priorities are you and your safety.

He would most definitely be mad if someone hurt you. Like for example, if someone bumped into you at an event he would probably give them a slightly dirty look and then pull you closer to him so you do not get bumped again.

Would be really sweet with you.

On his hands and knees for you.

Like if you're sick, by the time you wake up there's a cup of tea, soup, and medicine. Or if you need help grabbing something would already be reaching for it. It's like he's 2 steps ahead of you but in a sweet way.

I think he would definitely like to hear about the little things about you. how your day was, or plans you have.

I also think he would like shopping with you for some reason, like showing him or trying on clothes that you like. its like a mini fashion show for him but with you as the model.

Oscar Piastri ✧･ﾟ: *

I feel like he would be the type of boyfriend that would meet your friends or family, and they initially think that he's mean or cold, but over time they realize he's really sweet and nice.

I think he would secretly make a playlist for you or about you. Like songs that remind him of you or that he knows you like.

He would probably form this by playing random music during drives and keeping note of what you like, and then once he has time he puts them into a playlist for you that he plays when you're with him or if he misses you.

He's probably more of a quality time lover. He enjoys doing things with you and he has dates that revolve around that.

I feel like he's the type to give random gifts for no reason at all. Like he just shows up with flowers, jewelry, or a book or something.

for example, he would randomly show up with a stuffed animal or something he saw while he was away and explain that he saw it and thought of you so he bought it to give you.

I think he would like to keep your guy's relationship more private but not secret.

Lando Norris ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

I think he would be a touchy bf. (Love language is physical touch)

He always has to be touching you at all times, whether that be holding your hand, hand on your hip, or having his hand on the small of your back.

You guys do "childish things" as dates. Like an arcade, coloring books, building legos, or board game nights. Though, on the other hand, I also think there's a side where it's more "romantic", like nice dinners or something fancy. It would be a mix but either way it's something special.

obsessed bf x pretty gf type beat.

If you ask him to take pictures for you or of you he would be making sure you look good and he's getting the best pictures he can get as if it's his 9-5 job.

You would also probably get messages from Oscar during the season telling you how he won't shut up about you.

I feel like he would buy matching things with you, like jewelry, hoodies, or even something that's just the same color.

I think he would soft-launch your relationship tbh, but once it's public he wont shut up about you.

I hope that you guys like this (sorry that it's so short) & thank you so much for 500 notes on my last fic &lt;3

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[ladysomething]

4 other lestappen fics after this one? 😏

hehehe well now you've done it!!!!

behold, the other fics in waiting, including snippets from what I've already written of them.

in likely posting order, they are:

Post Aus GP fic where Max and Charles have been hooking up casually for a while and they both need to let some steam out after the race. daddy kink!

"Charles doesn’t text Max back until just past midnight. 

It’s a little earlier than Max expected, really. Back when every win for the team was hard fought, Max usually didn’t stumble back to his hotel until after the sun rose. 

Then again, if the team won, it was usually because it was him. Not his teammate. The circumstances are different. 

Charles replies with a room number, then says, I’m already back. Come when you can. 

Max see’s no point in waiting around—he’s been itching for this for hours, and Charles probably knows it. Instead, he quietly pushes back the sheets of his bed and slips out. He puts jeans on over his boxers, and then pulls on a sweatshirt, and pretends he can’t see Kelly watching him in the low light of his lit up phone screen. 

She doesn’t say anything when he slips the hotel key in his pocket, nor when he walks out the door, so Max doesn’t either. He knows she more than suspects he’s having an affair, but he’s not sure she know who it’s with. By now, she’s surely clued in to the fact that it’s somebody associated with F1 and who is always wherever he is."

hanhaki au where Hanahaki is a chronic illness developed when one keeps their feelings/emotions inside, and Max and Charles are both suffering from it.

"“You really haven’t spoken to him?” Daniel asks as Max picks the next track. 

Max rolls his tongue on the roof of his mouth as he tries to figure out how to answer. 

“I didn’t really want to talk to anybody after I was diagnosed,” he says eventually, hoping it’s enough to sate both Daniel and his own symptoms. His chest always gets tight when he talks about Charles these days, no matter how honest he is. Francois says it’s because he’s been living with the disease for a long time, now; that Hanahaki is degenerative, and soon he might not even be able to think about Charles in passing without coughing up flowers. 

“Sure, but Charles isn’t you,” Daniel answers. “He’s a yapper. It’s how he processes things. And being about to talk to someone who actually understands would be extra helpful, I’m sure.” 

Max knows all of that, obviously. He’s in love with the man—of course he knows it. 

Max just . . . doesn’t know how to be that person for him. He doesn’t know how to be comforting, he wasn’t built for it. He was built for ruthlessness, precision, for seeking out weakness and using them to his advantage."

fake Max autobiography that he releases in 2033. parts of the story are how the people he used to be friends with (so people on the current grid) react to what he reveals in the book, and then one who chapter is just a whole fake chapter from the memoir. that's the chapter I've written, so here's a piece from it!

"I don’t think there’s anything I can really do to make up for what I did to Charles. He and I haven’t spoken since I retired, in case you were wondering. 

Even the email exchange I talked about earlier actually went through our managers. 

Honestly, I don’t even think I deserve his forgiveness. He put up with me when no-one else would, loved me fully and completely, put me back together, tore me apart, then put me back together again. 

In some ways, I think he saved me. 

In other ways, he saved himself from me. 

I’m endlessly grateful for both. 

I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. I can recognise now that a lot of my behaviours were because of the trauma I experienced at the hands of my father. I can also recognise that I need to take responsibility for them, because I was a grown adult making decisions of my own free will. 

I’m paying my penance for it, regardless. 

There is no chance that I will ever love anybody the way I loved Charles. It’s just too unlikely, that I could be lucky enough to meet a second person on this planet that made me feel like he did. 

But you don’t need to feel pity. You don’t need to be angry with me, either. I can assure you, I do plenty enough of both for all of us. 

And I’m fine. Life is fine. I’m far from unhappy. 

I know what I sacrificed. I know what I gave up. I know what I traded, to win what I won, to have what I do. 

And if there is one lesson my father taught me that I’m grateful for, it’s this: 

I know that I can bear a burden."

finally, a body swap!au in which Charles wishes to be World Champion, and instead body swaps with Max.

"“Make your decision, Mister Leclerc,” Althea says, not even looking up at him as she continues to sort her things. “Do you want to be Champion?” 

Charles’ breath hitches in his chest. 

“Yes,” he says decisively. He knows he can pick a secret that will satisfy Althea without it being life-destroyed. “Do I tell you the secret now?” 

He sifts through his memories, trying to come up with something he might be comfortable sharing. 

But all that comes up are things he would never say; how he’d once told Arthur that their parents didn’t love him and then felt terrible when his little brother had burst into tears; that he’d cried after having sex with a girl for the first and only time because he’d so desperately wished he could just like it and be normal; that he’d told Jules that he was in love with him and Jules had awkwardly patted his head and said it was probably just a crush and that he’d get over it, and, worse, that Jules had been right and he’d moved his attentions to a boy his own age by the end of the week; the terrible, awful, things he feels for—

Althea inhales sharply, eyes sliding closes. 

“Yes,” she breathes. “That.” 

Charles rips his hand away from hers, breathing deeply. “You—can you—” 

She raises a brow at him, pressing her red-painted lips together. 

“Get out of my head,” he commands hotly, standing up so fast his chair falls back, slamming against the ground."

#anon ask #lestappen fic #lestappen fic ideas

[f0point5]

the hot takes about the drivers being boring, not nice, not as naive... realistically i know that growing up in that type of environment and culture they have, it's kind of impossible to expect them to behave in a "normal" way we're used to. their lives are so far out of our reach. it's like being a celebrity. money and fame will always change people. and believe me, i've seen people personally with just the smallest amount of clout change drastically, especially with how easy it is to go viral on social media nowadays. once you integrate into that elite culture it's kind of a no brainer your view on the world is going to change if you're constantly surrounded by those types of people. it hurts my delusions but i know it's the truth. doesn't necessarily mean they're bad people, some of them yeah, but they're not as romance book coded as people want them to be for sure. if you're around hot and rich people your whole life then of course that's what you expect. like if it wasn't their job, why would someone who's making millions take the time for some random person on the street who isn't going to benefit them. i know racing is entertainment but i also know most of these guys signed up to be good at driving and not a public figure. the media part is probably just an unlucky chore they have to sit through in order to achieve their dream of driving an f1 car. as much as i want to project this ideal person onto a driver, i know that it's just my parasocial relationship talking and they're probably so incredibly different irl. honestly the patience people have in the public eye to be so kind to fans Always astounds me. bc im too moody and too much of a bitch for that. i would get cancelled for having a bad day and refusing to talk to fans.

That’s a fair take.

Tbh I think some drivers enjoy their social media fame. I’m not naming names buttt y’all know who you are.

Also, I think a few of them…ngl namely one Charles Leclerc, have spent a lot of time doing a Timmy Chalamet and playing into the romance book coded delusions.

Genuinely I do not understand how they stay so patient. But then I feel like sometimes you do see leakage when they’d just rather not. Sometimes I see videos of fans and I think Jesus this guy looks wrecked I’d never have the courage/audacity to go up to someone who looks that tired and uncomfortable like that’s a whole human being.

But I would get cancelled on day 1 lol

[effervescentdragon]

Hi, I hope this isn't too random, but you seem like a good person to ask for fic recs. Ignore this if it's too much of a bother, but if not what are your favorite Seb and or Charles-centric fics? Hope you're having a good day :D

Hello dearest anon! Thank you so much for asking me this and giving me a way to decompress after my exams, and also, thank you for trusting in my taste about my favorite vroom vroom boys <3 I will put the recs under the cut, because it's going to get long. Many (if not all) of these are slash fics, and most of them will probably be Sebchal (because I am trash about them), but I'll include pairings and some details, but please mind the tags and warnings in fics :) also these are the ones I remembered off the top of my head rn after 2 exams (read: fics that live in my head rent free all the time)

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sebchal/cheb fic recs first!

an evolutionary theory of the soul by Anney

sebchal soulmates au. my absolute favorite, one of my ultimate comfort reads, the most perfect thing i've read and one of the first ones i've ever read. i re-read it often, and it also contains links to the moments described in the fic, so i use it for research (and comfort) on top of it all <3

Down in the Depths We Make Our Home by my dearest @antimonyandthyme

a pacific rim au that made me almost miss roc22 race because i was so invested in it, i couldnt even stop reading it. pacific rim is one of my all time favorite movies, and this is just. so, so bloody beautiful. athy is a master wordsmith, and this fic is. i don't know how to describe it. transcendental. ephemereal. everything. <3

here comes the sun by the lovely @wdcseb

aka the fic ive read probably top 3 most times out of them all. sometimes i go and just read that japan part and melt and die all over. seb comes back as ferrari's team principal after retiring. charles still drives. idek where to start with how wonderful this fic is. i can quote half of it by now. <3

Everything I do, I'm gonna think of you by @misonikomi

beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. seb still races, but charles is a disillusioned model. its such a lovely story of acceptance and of two different worlds crashing, but not really. it has some of my favorite descriptions, and seb's character is wonderfully done throughout. also, there is a sequel from charles' pov, which is equally lovely. i reread it a lot.

With you I'm in real danger by wonderful @jean----ralphio

seb sells antique books in Monaco. charles is a pornstar. i am IN LOVE with this. the way their rl personalities and issues apply to how they are in this au is magnificently written and just all around amazing. also, very hot :)

postcards from places that miss you by @streetlightsky

i screamed about this fic so much, like so so much. the postcards have one of the best confrontation scenes ever. the showing and not telling really comes through here, and it just. it makes me feel happy whenever i read it.

all of these authors have other fics that you should definitely check out, but these are my favorites by each of them! all of these are also completed bcs I rarely bother with unfinished work, but there is a wip i follow religiously: To be wild, to be free by anonymous author (if you by any chance happen to read this, i adore your fic <3!), where in a twist of fate or magic or whatever, Charles wakes up and Seb is young, and only starting his F1 career as a rbr driver :) and nobody remembers older Seb except Charles. i've re-read what's published like. 5 times so far or sth, i love it so much.

for seb-focused fics, the first, ultimate, and only fic that comes to mind is dearest @kritischetheologie 's Everybody Wants To Rule The World, which is a NicoR/Seb fic and has some of the absolute best characterisation of Seb i've ever seen. it made me so feral, i couldnt write anything for a week because it took over my brain and every time i thought of anything else, i just couldn't. i adore it <3

i will also self-promote here, because my first foray into f1 rpf was a seb-focused fic Red Gods of Old, which is a 2nd person pov magical realism diary entry that focuses on seb in ferrari :)

honorary mention to my ultimate comfort sewis fic I've Got You by @loveyouhomex which made me cry with how perfect it is, and i've only read it twice, because it devastates me in the best way out there. it spans their whole acquaintance in f1, and its so, so beautiful.

there is another wip i follow, which really explores sebs character in a fascinating way, and the self deprecation we've all witnessed, transformed through the superpower au. it's a simi fic by @creampuffjiggle called Six Feet From Ice and i am entranced by it! tho i did binge read it just as the last chapter published turned out to be a hearbreak <3 wholehearted rec!

for charles-focused fics, there are so many lovely ones in the pierre/charles tag on ao3, though most of them are extremely angsty. the ones that i love, and that come to mind instantly are these:

whatever our souls are made of (his and mine are the same) by empireofclouds - a soulmate au with heavy mythologizing that i fucking ADORE;

 hopefully, one day you will love me back by @sebchalex - where monaco gets kicked out of eu and pierre and charles marry and somehow still pine over each other;

If I were proper, I’d have a chance; not with you, but somebody else by @deepdowninshipperhell - an a/b/o which i literally have open on my phone at all times for comfort because its just perfect.

in the end, i will include my own fics here too, because first of all why not, and second of all i do write about seb and charles most often :)

Monaco - sebchal, monaco gp 2022 as it shouldve been;

Taller In Another Dimension - piarles, montreal 2022 date as i choose to believe it went;

By The Same Blade - sebchal, magical realism ft hanahaki disease 5+1.

thank you so, so much for asking anon, i love you for this <3

#f1 rpf #akira answers asks #sebchal #simi #piarles #sico #sewis #akiras rpf fic rec masterlist #all of these make me insanely happy <3 #anon asks #fic rec

[fabbyf1]

i am so excited i made it back to my laptop while we were still doing favorite parts of kate's fics. my kindle highlights have never been more prepared for this moment.

long live: this one just hits different for me. but I adore the scene where they're FINALLY talking about their feelings and Max mentions that he loves how Charles has always been so easy and generous with his affection and charles tells him he has always loved how unashamed he was to be sweet to him in public and Max just drops the "That's because I've been totally gone for you my whole goddamn life, schatje." God sometimes I read that and have to put my phone down for a few minutes because it WRECKS me. also the scene where Charles comes back and smells like George and Max just can't take it and takes all of his clothes and puts them on Charles... how fucking SWEET.

Breathe You In (Like a Vapor): the entire time they are separated and FaceTiming because they just can't be apart?? Like I love how they are just sharing their whole day and Max is drunk so he loses his filter and just keeps telling him he misses him and wants to never let him go and then Charles just LEAVES FAMILY VACATION and Max is so excited to see him. (Also when Charles mom just interrupts their FaceTime and she's like yeah you are so obvious. quit hogging him)

I'll Be Right Beside You: the ring. the whole ring situation BREAKS me. The IDEA that Max was wearing the ring under his shirt but wanted to wear it and then even though he doesn't know he just looks at Charles and says 'Can I wear it like a ring?' and just pUTS IT ON?!!!!!! I swear. I think about that bit every single day.

Warming Verse: When Max puts Charles in his shirt and sends him on his way and Charles is so very uncool about it. It brings him so much comfort and I just can imagine him going home and sleeping in that shirt because it smells like Max. In my head, it's not the last time (which we know because of the later parts) that Max sends Charles out around/on the grid in his clothes. Like just imagine Charles showing up in the gin & tonic t-shirt to an F1 function...

Viva la Miami: Charles is coming in and going against all of Max's expectations and fucking him which is so different from how I normally imagine Charles but then towards the end he's like 'Will you fuck me later?' I just love unapologetic Charles and you write him SO well. So unashamed to ask for everything he wants at any time.

It's Our Paradise (And It's Our War Zone): honestly this whole fic just makes me feel some type of way... but when Charles starts begging and Max will not give in because consent is important bestie and so is making sure everyone is clean but he can't help telling Charles he is making him want to risk it all... so real of him really.

Lestappen + Guest: I mentioned this to you the other day but I stand by it... the way they are so soft and in tune with one another even when someone joins them absolutely wrecks me. They're shameless and I love that they are so confident in who they are and their relationship that they can fuck half the grid and allow other people to learn things about themselves. soulmate fuckboy masterminds. Also it's so fun to see your characterization of the rest of the grid! I love your Charles and your Max and you nail them every single time but bringing in Carlos and Oscar and the brief Logan cameo... It's so incredible how you capture perfect pieces of their personality and sprinkle them in so effortlessly. It's like two surprises every time I click on a fic.

TLDR; I read 300 books last year and since April the only thing I can sit down in one sitting and read are your fics. All of these posts have inspired me to re-read all of your fics in order so I am off to do so. You are incredible, bestie. Thanks for sharing your art with us all 💗

oh. my. fucking. god.

BESTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am absolutely SOBBING IN THE CLUB RN. Holy fucking shit. I am absolutely...? speechless. I can't believe you went to all this trouble to write out SO MUCH about every single fic. I am seriously so stunned right now that I can't come up with the right words.

I love you, I always look forward to hearing from you, and I'm so fucking glad that you're in my life! Thank you so much for telling me all these wonderful things about my fics 😭😭😭 FUCK

God, the long live part about Charles smelling like George... FUCK. IT FUCKED ME UP SO MUCH. Other than Beside You, which doesn't count because they were established in that, that was the first time I ever really wrote clothes sharing like that, and I was hesitant about it because it's hit or miss with people. But I decided FUCK IT because it's so important and special to me. AND I'M SO GLAD I DID, BECAUSE SO MANY OF YOU ENJOY THAT TOO. I love learning what you guys like and realizing how much we have in common 😭😭😭😭😭😭

GODDDDDD THE RING SITUATION IN BESIDE YOU. Fuck. The ring thing was so important throughout the whole fic, even from the very get-go in the first few mins that Max woke up and was starting to panic and was waiting for the doctor... he found himself staring at the ring on Charles' finger 😭😭😭😭😭😭 it's like, he knew, even though he didn't know. Something in him knew that was special to him and important to him, and looking at it calmed him down, even though he had NO IDEA why and didn't realize it was doing that. And when Charles gets Max's ring back and just loses it because he somehow forgot about it, because it was the furthest thing for his mind because he was so worried about his baby and just. making him better. and then he sees it, and it all hits him how close he was to losing him. FUCKKKKK. that fic really fucked me up, man. it hurt writing it, it hurts thinking about it. but it hurts so good. I'm so fucking proud of that fic.

AHHHHH I LOVE EVERY SINGLE POINT YOU MADE HERE BESTIE. You really get me and get my writing and that is so fucking earth-shattering to me. Thank you a million times over.

#i'm not gonna be over this analysis for a long time #buckle up everyone cause its all i'm gonna wanna talk about

[old-lorarri]

Congratulations on 4k omg you deserve all of them and more!!!!

For the celebration, can I ask for a lost cause for F1 please? I'm bi with no gender preference , pronouns are she/her ( I don't know if its needed info) and I'm a Libra sun , Taurus moon and capricorn rising and an entp. I'm majoring in history and archaeology (classics and history of art more specifically) and I love watching and playing sports , especially football (or soccer , depends on how you call it) , reading (like 6 different books at the same time) , parties , stargazing , long car rides and going out or generally spending time with my friends and the people I love. I also find cooking and baking really relaxing , learning new languages , playing chess and watching movies (my favs are horror , science fiction and drama).

Personality wise , I'm usually extroverted , talkative and outgoing but sometimes I need time alone to recharge. My friends would also describe me as funny , competitive , chaotic (i have the worst ideas but somehow convince everyone that they are the best) , feisty and loyal to a fault. On the other hand , i can be really stubborn , closed off and a bit mean when pissed off ( I am working on it though).

I hope that's enough info , thank you in advance 💜

CHARLES LECLERC

both of you are libra babies

the two of you love watching sports together

charles loves listening to you read out loud while you play with his hair

he finds it really calming

both of you two are party animals

dates can range from going on double dates with Pierre and kika to star gazing or late night car rides

charles is often your sexy cooking / baking assistant since you refuse to let him touch anything in the kitchen

since he might burn it down

mid flight chess matches

charles cuddling you while watching horror movies

#⊹₊ ⋆ 4k celly ꜜ

[maxverstepponme]

I’m sorry but I can’t help but defend Alexandra here because the whole F1 community is making me so mad rn! First off to me or seem pretty clear that Alexandra didn’t want to become some “famous” in our faces wag. You all(by you all I mean the fan accounts and shit) are the one who chose to drop everything and stan some random girl. She didn’t ask for people to make fan accounts or do LITERALLY ANYTHING! It’s not her fault that people immediately put her on a pedestal(but let’s not forget that was only after people saw her and Charles together started spreading rumors that she was a escort.) From the moment this girl hit the public eye everyone has done nothing but bombard this girl. And she is living proof that no matter what a wag does people will never be happy. The same people that hated Charlotte for “using Charles for clout” are the same one’s currently getting pissed that Alexandra won’t take photos with CHARLES’ FANS. And I’m going to say it again so that everyone can understand me clearly. These people are not “fans” of Alexandra. They’re fans of Charles that think they’re initialed to know Alexandra. You should be happy she doesn’t want public recognition. It’s what you spent the last 3 years complaining about Charles ex doing! It’s so backwards and hypocritical. Not to mention the relentless nitpicking. The girl can’t even bring a book to the paddock with everyone saying she’s a pick me. Or how I saw someone say something about how she only wears those black Hermès sandals but if she wore different shoes every time we saw her she’d be unsustainable and should rewear her items more. Now onto the tweet. Yes, the tweet does look really bad but as a long time twitter user(been on twitter sense before most of Kelly’s fans were born💀) I’m telling you now 8/10 tweets I like A. I don’t even read the username or the name on the account and B. definitely don’t go looking at the other tweets from the account! There have literally been times that I’ve liked a funny tweet from an account but they later say something horrible, I found out, and I go and unlike the funny tweet but in my over 10 years on that app it’s only happened a handful of times. I’m sure if you went looking I’ve liked a bunch of tweet from some not great people because I don’t make it my job to thoroughly background check every person I like a tweet from and there’s a reason that the meme “The worst person you know just made a great point” is so prevalent on Twitter. Also I’m not saying this what happened with Alexandra but do you know how many times I accidentally like a tweet? A lot. Probably once everyday. But I also do find it telling that out of the hundreds maybe even thousands of tweet that Alexandra has liked that’s THE ONLY ONE YOU FOUND! 1 out of thousands was bad and that’s what people are choosing to fixate on? They’re are genuinely bad wags out there but everyone is choosing to focus on this.

What you said about Alexa and Cha is so true. They hated on Charlotte because she was too public and using Charles, and now they’re hating on Alexa because she doesn’t give them what they want.

[sebrrari]

Hi! If it's okay to ask, what's the context behind the tags you have (honeycomb; dandelion) for certain drivers? They're really nice!!

hi omg this is so nice! also there's another anon in my inbox about this - if it was you sorry i took longer to answer!!! i wanted to be on my computer for this so i could type this all out! and if it wasn't you hi other anon, thanks for being so patient!!!

ok so basically - it's a hold over from being on tumblr in like 2010. [insert "back in my day" anecdote here]. the tagging system was waaaay different back then, and if you didn't want your posts (even reblogs) to show up in the main tag (that antis combed to reblog and hate on stuff, or maybe you just wanted some goddamn privacy), people made their own tags so that they could search just that.

also, it's fun.

here's what mine mean to me - i’m the kind of person that operates very much off of vibes, so some of these are more literal and some of these are just absolute bullshit that i came up with in my soup brain. 

lewis hamilton: #dandelion - something that can grow even in the toughest of conditions. people often treat these like weeds, but they're some of the most nutritious (for humans and for other plants), easy to cultivate, and beautiful flowers in the northern hemisphere. in flower symbology, they're a symbol of hope, growth, and healing. their little seeds can travel for over a kilometer to bring life to more than just themselves. maybe you can see where i'm going with this.

sebastian vettel: #honeycomb - a marvel of nature. bees created something that took man thousands of years to understand. symbolically, beehives represent cooperation - and the fact that a hive of bees can create such a flawless, useful structure on their own and for their use just amazes me. obviously, seb and bees. but more than that, the way that bees are remarkably adaptable. and a wonder of the natural world. and that honeycomb structures are physically hardy and able to be scaled up and up without losing the core that it began with. something like that. 

daniel ricciardo: #sweet and sour - this one is a little silly. sweet and sour is my favorite type of dipping sauce (thai sweet chili, honey fermented garlic, plum sauce, etc.). it goes with anything. sometimes it seems out of place, but it can make or break a taste profile (yeah i’m going with the tasting notes for something you dip french fries in sue me). it’s a rare combination in nature, but when you find it it’s an absolute treat. think kiwis, key limes, meyer lemons. little gems of their own that don’t always get enough credit. 

charles leclerc: #the taste of paradise - lyrics from “sad child” by brother leo and sandro cavazza which is on pierre’s f1 spotify playlist. charles is like a character you wish you wrote. he’s born from greatness, in a place that lots of people consider a paradise of excess. he’s gifted from the start. his nickname is literally something out of a YA fantasy coming of age book. but when you’ve had the taste of paradise and then have bad luck and struggles and loss like he has, does it taste bitter? does he resent the thing he’s experienced and the places he’s come from? is all worth the chase of his paradise (the championship)? i love my little depression, angst, and burdened by destiny mouse. mwah

nico rosberg: #crown prince - he’s racing royalty. he was in line to be the next crowned since the day he put his ass in a kart seat. but his life is forever intertwined with a challenger for his throne. the befriend each other and they are at each other’s throats. he gets his crown, but then quits the sport entirely. he just needed to catch the golden ring. but did the then get to let go? or is he still sagging under the weight of greatness? 

lewis/nico: #violent delights - they have violent ends, bro. like fire and powder which as they kiss consume, bro!

max/daniel: #equinox - when i first joined f1 there was a beautiful series of art pieces going around of drivers as tarot cards, and the artist cast max as the moon and daniel as the sun. i was obsessed with it. i love the idea of them as polar opposites, traveling on the track over and over again, day after day, and it’s not clear who is chasing who. and an equinox is the day in a year where they’re perfectly balanced when day and night are of equal(ish) length. they are equals on those days, neither of them winning or losing the chase. 

seb/mark: #whether the medicine is enough - i was writing analytics and found this bonkers quote from mark that he gave after the 2013 malaysian grand prix. he says he’s going to go surfing as medicine to soothe the wound of multi-21. and he doesn’t know if it will be enough to let it go. i think “whether x is enough” is a theme in the way i dissect martian. is their love enough, their raw attraction enough, their manners, their forgiveness, their history enough to see them through to a place where they can stay together? i say yes, because they’re down so fucking bad for each other. but i love to pull at the threads that they’ve woven together to grow close and see which one might be loose. 

daniel/charles: #true blues - the saying means “the real thing.” the fall out boy song ginasfs twists it to mean true blues as in true sadness, true longing, blue eyes, nostalgia, going out with a bang, not being able to let go of something that was just a flash in the pan for someone else. i love taking their vegas trip and projecting on it, basically. see: there is a ghost at the end of this song.

thank you so much for asking and sorry this is a fucking essay!!!! and if there's a driver or ship that i blog about but haven't made a tag for yet, it's because inspiration hasn't struck. my smick and my sebastidan and my michael schumacher tags are desperate for a personal touch but i just haven't found the ones.

#answered ask

[miamierre]

Hiiii! Your lancierre agenda is getting to me but me being me has made it into a very angsty piarles (one-sided but it's actually double sided but they're idiots) thing with a side of lanceste

lance has been in love with este for as long as he has known him. he knew este would never love him back though, with them being so different from each other. plus este was already taken. lance didn't even know where he stood anymore, elena was the love of his life and while este may be his best friend, the knot in his stomach said that este's best friend was now mick. the bitter thing was that he introduced them and it was all well in the beginning, they were thee trio, until he dropped down to tie his shoelaces properly and found out that they both had moved on already without a single glance back, too busy in their bubble to notice his absence. he couldn't give up on este that easily though, not when he was the only one in his life who had made a true effort in getting to know the actual him and the small but dark part of him was kind of glad mick was out of a seat, maybe he had a chance to get his place back afterall. so that found him loitering outside of the 6th floor of hotel magnus, where alpine had booked out every room. he was just gathering the courage to go knock on este's door when another door opened, and out stepped pierre. he got along well with pierre, they always indulged in a game of padel every few months and made sure to catch each other up on every paddock gossip.

he pretended his heart didn't break when pierre mentioned that este was out with elena and maybe that was what made him accept pierre's offer of getting a few drinks in his room

before he knew it, he ended up pouring his heart out to pierre, who confessed his own one sided love with charles. the next day, he woke up with a new "how to move on" plan, a newfound determination and a friends with benefits arrangements with the teammate of his crush.

-

pierre had always known he was in love with charles, even when he was 7 years old and knew nothing about love or 27 years old and knew about love but nothing of love. somedays he pretended he and charles had drunkenly agreed to get married if they were both single in their 30s but he knew he'd never say that outloud because charles deserved better. but he also knew nobody could love charles more than he did.

he knew it was love when a 12yr old charles ran his car off the road in the video game they were playing and he just pretended to be enraged before tackling charles and tickling him until he couldn't breathe, both of them too out of breath but still laughing. the knowledge of him chewing out este for doing the same thing a year prior, having an actual argument with the seriousness only 13yr olds can muster over little things. he liked to think it was because he matured in one year but he knew it was just because he liked charles' smile too much to ever be angry at it

it was too late though.

all his life, pierre had done everything. he was the partner in crime whenever tween them got in mischief, he was the encouraging friend when charles whispered that he might like boys too and if it's okay, he was the supportive shoulder when charles lost someone he shouldn't have, he was the ear when charles started out in f1 and struggled the first three races, he was the person in his corner when charles had the weight of the world ferrari on his shoulders, the drunk buddy when he broke up with charlotte, he was there for everything! but he refused to be just the best friend while charles fell in love with someone else though.

what was worse though, was that charles was falling in love with a man and it wasn't pierre. pierre wasn't naive enough to think charles was a virgin, he knew he had had hookups with men in the past but he just couldn't take charles dating a man too and then falling in love with him and getting married and having 10 fat babies. he couldn't, not when he would be forever haunted by how it could have been him if he was anyone but who he was.

the man in question was an engineer at ferrari, recently transferred from alfa romeo because of his brilliance, known by the name emil and known for his niceness. He had seen the looks emil had given charles, had seen charles blush at the attention, had seen the secret smiles they shared. he wrote everything off though, until he once let himself in charles' hotel room and found a bouquet of red roses on the side table and a "with love, emil" note attached to it. emil better treat charles right but pierre needn't worry too much, he knew the other ferrari engineers would tear emil apart if he was ever anything but a good boyfriend to charles.

he'd still be the best friend but he refused to stand by and watch charles falling in love with a man that wasn't him.

it was these haunting thoughts that led to him running into lance and making the perfect arrangement, to "move on" from charles and having someone who truly understood what he was feeling.................

.......

OH MY GOODNESS HELLO. HELLOOOOO. PLEASE THIS IS THE ONLY THING SALVAGING MY DAY TELL ME.MORE

#also honestly same like the best version of lance/pierre (to me) is the pierre/charles adjacent version where it's a mutual idiots thing #ANYWAY!!!! PLEASE OMG TELL ME MOREEEEE #10 x 18 #10 x 16 #ask reply #Anonymous

[f1united]

Ensemble - Chapter Two: The Girl and The Gift

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: Your Arthur Leclercs best friend. So why, after a random night in London, are you falling for his brother?

Chapter One: The Start

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and sex.

Word Count: 5.8k

Note: This chapter begins in London and is marked where it switches to Mykonos. There are then some flashbacks mixed in so just watch out for those. Let me know your thoughts, enjoy!

*****

Chapter Two: The Girl and The Gift

Not long after Pierre had joined your table, Charles emerged from the toilets. Pierre had waved his hands to inform him of his updated location as he sat in the empty seat, unknowingly signing himself up for a night full of girly gossip and drama. The evening was spent reminiscing on childhood memories and sharing stories. It wasn't until Nat checked her phone that you realised how late it was getting.

"We better get going," She announced as she checked her phone. "The last train is in half an hour." You lived just outside of London which meant that most nights out were cut short by trains unless you had booked a hotel. You hummed in agreement as you finished your drink watching as Pierre began to whisper in Lucy's ear. They'd been flirting all night so her next sentence didn't come as much of a surprise.

"I'm going to chill with Pierre for a bit, I'll find my own way home tomorrow" The rest of the girls saw it coming too.

"Are you sure?" Katie asked. "I don't want you ending up in London on your own with no way home." She had a point. London could be quite daunting when it was late and dark, especially if you weren't a local.

"Well why don't you stay too?" Charles nodded his head towards you as he spoke. "That way you could leave together." Not one part of you questioned Charles' intentions as he spoke. He remained the responsible 'Arthur's older brother' that was being sensible and mature, making sure that everyone got home safely.

"If that's alright with you?" Your question was answered with a nod of his head. You all began to grab your things and headed outside, saying your goodbyes, telling them to text you when they were home safe as they encouraged you to do the same. By the time they'd headed for the station, Pierre and Lucy were already nowhere to be seen.

"I'm not sure about you but I'm in no rush to go back to the apartment just yet!" You spoke to Charles as you looked at the night sky above you.

"Where do you want to go in the meantime?"

“Have you ever explored London before?" You answered his question with one of your own. He shook his head. "So you haven't seen all beautiful sites it has to offer." The sarcasm was evident in your voice as you pointed down the alley way you were walking past full of black bins and plastic bags full of rubbish.

"I've only ever been here to celebrate races and I can't say I've seen much other than the inside of some bars and restaurants.”

"Well you're in for a long night Leclerc." Two hours ago Charles wanted nothing more than for him and Pierre to go back to the apartment. The lack of alcohol he'd consumed throughout the night was only adding to the tiredness he'd accumulated over the race weekend. However as you dragged him through the streets of London he realised there was no place he'd rather be.

You'd ridden Boris bikes alongside the River Thames, shown him your favourite restaurant in Covent Garden and taken him through Piccadilly Circus all the way to Oxford Street where closed shops lined the dark streets, pointing out your favourite ones as you cycled past. He never did things like this. As a F1 driver it was difficult for him to go almost anywhere without going unnoticed but tonight not one person had recognised him because for the night he was just a normal person with another normal person having a good time. 

After abandoning the Boris bikes at the nearest drop off point you both headed towards the apartment. It belonged to Charles' mother and was often used by you and Arthur whenever he'd come to visit and couldn't stay with you.

"You seem happier than when I last saw you." His comment made you smile. It was all he could think about as you wondered through the dark streets. The last time you'd seen him you'd just broken up with your ex. Your relationship had been on and off for years but you'd finally called it quits for good. It didn't take a genius to see the relationship was making you unhappy, the anxiety, tears and sleepless nights were picked up on by everyone albeit your efforts to hide it. Arthur was the only person who truly knew what was going on and it hurt him to see his best friend in so much pain when she thought she was in love.

"Thank you, I'm in a much better place now. I've had time to focus on myself." You'd completely lost yourself throughout the time you were together, focusing so much on what he'd wanted and expected rather than what made you happy. The situation had increased your maturity and for that reason you were grateful your first heartbreak had come at such a young age. You'd correctly assumed that Arthur had made Charles aware of your sensitiveness to the situation to some extent as he made no further comments. 

He had approached Arthur with concern after your last meeting. Despite a fun grand prix weekend you'd been blinking back tears and spent most of the time with a blank expression on your face. He hated it. He could see you trying to compose yourself, when he came to thank you for coming you'd done your best to smile, your voice was laced with excitement, but your eyes were empty, drained of emotion. He was grateful to see it had made its way back.

"Did you know I've never been to Harrods?" His random fact was a relief as he quickly changed the subject, allowing your mind to be brought back to the present rather than the dark times from the past.

"Even I've been to Harrods Charles. We should go tomorrow, you'd have a field day in the clothes section." As a part time student most of your spare money went into savings, a fund you'd created for your planned travels when you were done with your studies. It wasn't very often that you brought yourself nice things so despite your multiple trips to Harrods, you'd never actually purchased anything. You could see him deliberating your suggestion in his head. 

"You can wear sunglasses and a hat with your mask, just don't wear a bright red Ferrari top and I'm sure we'll be able to keep ourselves to ourselves."

"Don't you have work tomorrow?" His question brought you back to reality slightly.

"I'll call in sick?" you offered. It suddenly occurred to you that this was the longest time you and Charles had ever been alone together and the idea of leaving wasn't something that you wanted to think about just yet. 

Charles opened the apartment door with caution, neither of you wanted to interrupt your friend’s spontaneous night, nor hear any of the antics they were getting up to. You frowned at each other as you stepped into the entrance corridor. There were no faint voices, no mumbling or laughs, just the hum of the city that echoed through the slightly open window.

“Maybe they didn’t come back here,” your judgement became increasingly more likely as you followed Charles towards the kitchen and stood around the island.

“I’ll send him a text.” He pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped away before placing it on the marble countertop. It lit up with Pierre's reply not long after he'd set it down. “They went to some hotel, apparently he’s dropping her home in a second.”

“He’s not the type to bring girls back to his home turf then,” you took the bag off your shoulder and placed in on the counter, grabbing a hair tie from inside and gathering your locks into a low ponytail. “Smart move.” Charles shrugged his shoulders at your observation.

He’d never really thought about it before, but he was the same. The few casual hook ups that he’d had over the years had never been in places he spent a lot of time like his house in Monaco, or his favourite holiday home in Mykonos, and never this apartment. Sure, he’d slept with people in those cities, but never in his space. You were right though; it was easier to forget about the crime if you never returned to the scene.

"Do you have anything I can change into?" 

“There’s a top on the end of my bed.” You thanked him as you made your way towards his room. “I’ll grab some of my things so I can crash on the sofa once you’ve changed.” You stopped in your tracks, turning to face him as you stood in the doorway.

“I’m not kicking an f1 driver out of their own bed Charles, especially not post race weekend.” You crossed your arms as you lent against the door frame. “I’ll sleep on the sofa.”

“I’m not letting you sleep on the sofa.” He argued.

“It’s one night Charles, I really don’t mind.”

“I’m not letting you sleep on the sofa.” He repeated.

“Well then it looks like we’re sharing the bed.” Your words not only surprised you, but also Charles. Neither of you were sure where this increased confidence had come from, but you didn’t want it to become awkward, so you tried to justify your statement. “Me and Arthur used to share a bed all the time!”

The look on his face as your eyes met with his across the room was one you’d so desperately been seeking without realising it. His head cocked, eyebrows raised and small smirk tugging its way onto his lips provided reassurance, giving you the confidence to confirm that this relationship was very different to your one with Arthur. You already knew it, you had felt it every time you’d looked at him since you were about 16, but this was the first time you could say with certainty that it was reciprocated.

Charles was dying to climb into bed with you. To wrap his arms around you and stay like it all night. He didn’t care about the fact that your hair would be in his face or that his arm would most likely be dead within the first half an hour. He just wanted you there with him, so he could learn things about you that he didn’t already know and fall asleep with the scent of your faded perfume beneath his nose. He suggested that he’d sleep on the sofa because he knew that wasn’t what you were implying. 

“I’ll stay on my side,” you offered. “Promise.”

That’s what he was afraid of. Charles was a respectful man, he wouldn’t cross boundaries without permission, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he could go without your touch. The thought of your body lying so tantalisingly close to his while dressed in nothing but your underwear and one of his shirts was driving him crazy.

“I’m a very good sleeper, you won’t even know I’m there.”

You couldn’t stop listing reasons for Charles to join you. He wished you would stop; his head was already full of so many.

“Well go and get comfy and I’ll join you in a minute,” In that moment he made the decision to give in knowing that if this was the only chance he got to lay in bed with you he'd take the opportunity, whether your bodies were intertwined or not. “Do you need a drink or anything?”

“A water would be great!” You smiled as you turned around and headed to the bedroom. Charles spent the next few minutes alone in the kitchen trying to convince himself that this was a bad idea. That it was wrong. You were his brother’s best friend and he shouldn't be this nervous or excited to lay next to you, but no matter how hard he tried to dislike the situation he couldn’t because it just felt right.

By the time he joined you in bed you’d already made yourself incredibly comfortable. He chuckled at the site of you tangled in the duvet before climbing in next to you. You laid facing each other and remained that way as you chatted about memories from the past. Childhood holidays and his earliest racing days to you latest life plans and hopes for the future. That's how you drifted to sleep, listening to his voice was more comforting than you'd like to admit. When you awoke in the morning you were unsure what terrified you more, the feeling of one of you completely reducing the few centimetres of space left between you or never knowing what Charles’ touch felt like.

*****

Maybe that’s why you were so unimpressed when Charles and Pierre joined the several of you seated around the long table on the patio with two unknown girls. The number of cocktails you’d consumed weren’t providing you with a great amount of rationality but then again it was difficult to justify being annoyed when you had no reason to be in the soberest of situations. The only person to blame was yourself, you’d had the chance to experience a night with Charles and a combination of your stubbornness, maturity and (let’s face it) fear of what could happen had meant that you’d missed out.

It was only as she threw her head back at one of his comments that it hit you, you were jealous. It was a feeling you hadn’t felt in years. Ever since your last relationship you had lacked almost every kind of emotion. You’d dated people since but that connection was never really there which is why you were full of confusion at the situation presenting itself to you. The feelings felt foreign to your body and you weren’t sure how to deal with them, so you did the one think that you were too young to do back then. Get drunk and try to forget about them for a night.

"Are you listening? Drink up, we're leaving in a second!" Arthurs voice provided a distraction from your thoughts whilst encouraging them. You tilted your head back as you finished the remainder of your champagne, your arm was already reaching out for the nearest bottle to see if you could sneak in a quick refill. You didn’t even like champagne but after having run out of cocktails about an hour ago you didn’t really have much choice. In any other situation you would’ve declined and waited until you were at the club but you weren’t really in the mood to sober up right now. You got up to follow everyone to the taxis, deciding that the bottle had too much in to be left at the table to waste, but not enough in that you couldn't finish it before you reached you destination. Putting the bottle to your lips this time, you took another gulp.

He noticed. He noticed the vast amount of alcohol you had consumed thus far. The unbothered façade you'd displayed during dinner was picked up by him the second he’d glanced in your direction. Your eyes often met his across rooms, at events, in the paddock, even at family dinners and it was always followed by a shared smile, but tonight you hadn't even looked at him and he couldn't stand it. Although he couldn’t be certain, he had a good idea what the cause was. Guilt was slowly consuming his thoughts. He shouldn’t have felt guilty, there was no real reason to, yet he did.

He knew if he had come alone you would've had a couple of drinks with dinner, just enough to prepare yourself for the club afterwards, allowing the sweaty people and sticky floor to become slightly bearable. He also knew that you weren't a huge drinker and that the lack of food you had consumed at dinner would only worsen the matter which was evident as he watched you fall into a taxi with Arthur and Carla as he climbed into a separate one with Pierre and, what they appeared to be to everyone else, their ‘dates’.

The club was busy, everyone excited to be back on the dance floor after its absence over the past year or two. Although it would've been nice to spend some more time with him, you were thankful that the crowds had engulfed you so you'd lose sight of Charles and her. You'd found your way to the middle of the dance floor and you remained there for hours losing track of time and somehow your friends too.

Unbeknown to you, Charles had lost his 'date' at the first chance he had. He'd met her on a boat during the day with Pierre and when his best friend had invited her best friend for dinner he felt bad for not doing the same. He was sitting at the bar with Pierre who'd picked up on the amount of attention he was paying you as you danced along with random strangers. The Frenchman questioned what he was doing when he noticed Charles tighten his jaw. Charles nodded his head in your direction and the pair watched as a man approached you.

The guy in front of you was only offering to buy you a drink but you knew you were way over your limit. You'd politely declined, naively assuming that he'd disappear back into the sea of faces but that wasn't the case. Your refusal  clearly not accepted as he insisted. grabbing onto your arm in an attempt to pull you in the direction of the bar. Yanking your arm out of his grip you instantly managed to sober up as you came to the realisation you were going to have to fight this battle alone.

Charles knew you were a big girl, that you could handle yourself in almost any situation thrown your way, but as the guy reached out to touch you he could've sworn he moved quicker than his Ferrari. His presence shocked you as you flinched slightly at the unfamiliar grip on your waist.

"It's just me ma belle." Charles whispered calmly into your ear, placing a feather light kiss onto your cheek. Relief instantly washed over your body. You wished you could focus on the conversation that Charles was now having with the strange man in front of you but you couldn't. The only thing you could focus on was the feeling of your skin heating beneath Charles' fingertips and the tingling sensation that lingered where he'd planted the kiss. He'd never touched you before, the brief hugs being the most contact you'd ever shared, and now he was standing in a club with his hand around your waist as he fended off a random guy who'd taken an interest in you. "I think we should head home." When Charles spoke it felt as though each word was coated in sex as it left his lips. He hadn't meant it in a sexy way, you knew that. He wanted to take you home so you were safe. However his intense grip on your waist and his stubble lightly grazing your cheek when he leaned in to speak to you was putting thoughts into your mind that you knew shouldn't be there.

You looked up at him, your eyes locking for the first time that night. Your eyes always showed a lot of emotion. Your body language was often hard to read but you always made eye contact when you spoke. He frequently used it to determine what mood you were in but this time he was met with one he'd never seen before. Despite them having a drunken glaze, your dilated pupils held a look of lust. He could've sworn you were mentally undressing him. You weren't. Instead you were thinking of how much you wanted him to undress you.

"I think that's a good idea." He could hear the smirk in your voice over the sound of the music as you let your lips gently brush his ear lobe while you spoke. He shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath in an attempt to pull himself together. You were disappointed when his hand left your side but satisfied when it quickly intertwined itself with yours. His skin was softer than you were expecting, the rough patches slowly disappearing over the summer break. Your hands remained that way as you walked through the streets of Mykonos. Neither of you spoke, you just remained in a comfortable silence. As the villa came into view Charles was basically marching down the street, his strides increasing as your little legs tried to keep up. He dropped your hand when he reached the door, searching his pockets for the key to unlock it.

The villa was colder than you were expecting, a shiver ran down your spine as the air con hit you. You headed towards the kitchen and grabbed your sweater off one of the bar stools, sliding it on over your outfit.

“So you’d let Carla drive your car huh?” his face instantly broke out in a smile as you relieved some of the tension between you both. “You know that’s not true.” Charles followed you to the kitchen and watched as you perched yourself on the edge of the counter. He poured a glass of water and took a sip before handing it to you which you gratefully accepted.

“You’d let your date drive it instead?” He rolled his eyes as he chuckled at your sarcasm, hoping that you’d forgotten about the girl he’d sat next to during dinner as quickly as he had. “How many girls get a turn before me?” Although he didn't let it show, your question had offended him slightly. Despite his popularity with women he was never one to disrespect them, especially not you. He took a step closer to you, standing directly in front of your legs that were pressed firmly together.

“You’re the only one I want to see in that seat mon Cherie,” That was one nickname that he’d never called you, yet it rolled off his tongue so effortlessly. He leaned against your legs and you slowly parted them so he could stand in between, closing the distance between you both. “I’d let you drive it again in a heartbeat.” Your eyes were fluttering between his eyes and lips, your stare only breaking when he leaned in to speak in your ear just like he’d done in the club. He placed a kiss on your cheekbone and slowly worked his way up to your ear.

“You looked very sexy behind the wheel of my car.” You locked your hands with his while he continued to speak, closing your eyes in a desperate attempt to try and calm your heart rate down. You wanted to say something back, engage more in the conversation, but for the first time in a long time you were at a loss for words. You loved driving, you'd often join the boys go karting growing up and learned to drive as soon as you could, so when Charles asked if you wanted to drive his Ferrari back to your home after your Harrods shopping trip you were more than excited. It was a nice change from the train ride you were expecting.

He'd watched your eyes light up when you realised he was being serious. It was the closest you'd ever been to driving something even remotely similar to an f1 car despite it being different in so many ways. Your smile was infectious as you put your foot down on the motorway, leaving London behind. You'd never even driven an automatic car so this was a completely new experience. He'd taught you how to use the paddles to manually change gears if you wanted to and how to shift through its different modes as you drove around. The only disappointing part of the journey was reaching your destination, your trip home considerably quicker than you would've wanted. After spending the whole time focused on going fast and not crashing, you'd selfishly not noticed how Charles was feeling throughout the drive.

He'd been trying to keep his eyes trained on the road in front of him but couldn't help steal a glance in your direction every now and then. He was always surrounded by fast cars, something he realised after seeing you sat in his driving seat he'd begun to take for granted. He felt overwhelmed with pride, he was the one who was making you this happy. He felt privileged seeing you this free as your hair flew around in the wind while you rested a hand out the side of the car, trying to resist the force of the air pushing it back. It was his turn to be selfish as he realised that he always wanted to keep that moment for himself. He didn't want anyone else to make you feel like this, give you this experience. He wanted to be the one to make you smile.

“Don’t go quiet now mon Cherie.” That nickname. Again. “I think we still need to discuss what happened in the shower.” You instantly snapped back into reality at the mention of the shower. His hand fell from yours and toyed with the bracelet on your wrist. The one that you nervously played with in situations like these. The one that he’d gifted you last year. The one with his name etched into it.

The morning that you'd woke up in Charles' bed you were alone. An empty bed was something you'd become accustomed to over the past couple of years but in this instance it made you awaken quicker. The note left on his pillow stopped you from worrying, he was out on a run.

You respected his commitment to his career and took the opportunity to go for a shower. The warm water felt refreshing against your skin, goose bumps slowly appearing across your skin at the sudden change in temperature. Rubbing Charles shower gel into your skin you closed eyes and lent your head against the tiled shower wall. It wasn't clear at what point you'd become so aroused, but  the steam from the shower and the smell of Charles covering you definitely had something to do with it. You allowed your hands to roam your body, his name unexpectedly falling from your mouth as you brushed past your breasts. The careless use of his name had caused your eyes to widen and your hand to clamp over your mouth. It had left you lips so naturally but felt inappropriate to say aloud.

It wasn't until a few days later that you realised he'd heard. He almost hadn’t. If he’d unlocked the apartment a mere three seconds later your words wouldn’t have reached his ears. His run had been sweaty and he was still out of breath but his panting soon stopped. His eyes widened as he heard his name leave your lips and he froze. He didn’t want to announce his presence, he knew he wasn’t supposed to hear it and didn’t want you to feel embarrassed that he had. He didn’t know what to do. He felt as though he was invading your privacy but knew that if he shut the door you’d hear it close and know he was there. So instead he stuck his foot between the door and the doorframe to keep it slightly open as he waited for the sound of the shower to finish running. He tried to focus on something else, anything else, but he failed. All he could think about was you, in his shower, without him and how badly he wanted to join you, just so he could make his name fall from your mouth the way it just did over and over again.

You thought you'd gotten away with it. He'd entered the apartment just as you were stepping out the bathroom and he'd acted as cool as ever. The weekend was slowly becoming a distant memory that you were trying hard not to dwell on, hating that you were missing his presence so much already. It wasn't until you were at work the following week that it became apparent your secret crush was no longer a secret. You were in the office early, earlier than everyone else. That wasn’t unusual, you liked to be in early as it often meant you could leave earlier too. What was unusual was the box placed neatly on your desk.

Although the small parcel was addressed to you, you opened it with hesitation. A small gasp left your lips as your unwrapping revealed a red box, the golden engraving of the word ‘Cartier’ on top. Confused, you gently opened to box revealing a bracelet.

You placed it on your desk as you searched for a note. Despite it being awfully obvious who it was from, you wanted some kind of confirmation or, better yet, a reason as to why someone had put this into your possession. You'd spotted it in Harrods with Charles. You hadn't mentioned it, just spent a few minutes mindlessly staring at its beauty. There was no point even considering buying it for yourself, the price tag was close to your yearly salary. Eventually you found the note. 

'I've heard you like to moan it'

You picked up the bracelet once more, analysing it as you did so. It was so discreet, discreet enough that if the note wasn’t a big enough hint you might never have realised. His name. Etched into the inside of the band in the same font as the word ‘Cartier'. Any other name and he wouldn’t have been able to get away with it. No one had picked up on its personalisation in the past year. It had remained your little secret.

You gulped loudly, unsure of what to say next. The dull lighting hid your cheeks as they flushed red with embarrassment, just like they'd done when you'd read his note. Luckily it was situations like these you considered your stubbornness a strength. "All I could thing about was how much I wanted you to touch me Charles." With your lips dangerously close to Charles' ear you'd somehow managed to complete your sentence with confidence. The conviction in your voice had satisfied Charles although it was obvious that he hadn't expected it as he pulled his head back slightly to look you in the eyes. It was the first time you'd seen them so dark out of his crash helmet. They didn't have the same teasing smile paired with them as they did only a few moments ago. For a brief moment your heart dropped. What if he was just teasing you and you'd taken it too far? 

"Say something." Your voice was barely audible despite the eerie silence that had settled in the kitchen as Charles picked up on your nervousness. His expression softened but he remained silent, placing his forehead against yours and gently brushing your noses. You both very quickly realised there was no longer the need for words. The last thing either of you wanted to do right now was have a conversation about what was going on because quite honestly neither of you were sure. All you knew was that as soon as the space between your lips closed, there was no going back. You were craving each other's touch and it was as though the kiss you were yet to share would be the seal of approval you both needed to explore each other in a way you hadn't before.

You'd had enough of the teasing, enough of the wondering and what ifs, enough of wasting time without knowing how his lips felt against yours. You moved your head up slightly brushing your lips with his before releasing one of your hands from his grasp and placing it on the back of his head, pulling it down slightly. As soon as your lips pressed against his you became overwhelmed with emotions. You relaxed into it, it felt so right. His hands began to explore your body, one placed on your thigh and the other tracing lines up and down your back, sitting on the counter top had worked in your favour as you wrapped your legs around his waist. It wasn't long before his tongue found yours as you let your hands snake beneath his shirt feeling his back and arms tense beneath you as he lifted you up from the side and placed you on the dining table which was at a slighter lower level. 

His mouth left yours and you let out a small groan of frustration, he smiled at the sound as you realised he was only doing it to strip you of the sweater you'd not long ago put on, allowing him to rid you of it, not caring how cold it was anymore. In between the kisses he was placing down your neck you pulled his top over his head. Your eyes were trained to his shoulders as you admired him, only shutting when he re-joined your lips. 

The sound of a key turning the lock at the front door caught Charles' attention. There was a high chance he'd consumed less alcohol than you tonight which is why he giggled slightly when you chose to ignore the sound and bring him back in for another kiss. 

“WE’RE HOME” Arthur voice echoed round the villa. The sound of his brothers voice was enough for you to release him from your grip.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh, it’s 3am people will be sleeping.” Carla tried to whisper but the tiled walls carried the sound throughout the villa. You didn’t know if anyone else was home, you hadn’t checked and to be honest you hadn’t even thought about it. The only thing on your mind was Charles.

“Y/N and I are in the kitchen,” Charles called back. His eyes never left yours as he grabbed his shirt you'd thrown across the kitchen and redressed himself, not until Arthur stumbled through the door way knocking into chairs and making them squeal as the legs glided across the floor. You both watched as he regained balance and muttered a drunken apology before sitting himself on the floor.

"Good night Arthur?" you laughed slightly at the sight of him on the floor, he'd never been the most elegant drunk but at least he was entertaining.

"Great night." He confirmed as he laid himself down, a laugh leaving Carla's lips as she stared at the state of him. If someone had spoken to you a couple of hours ago you would've probably had a different opinion but as it turned out, you were starting to agree with him.

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How about a f1/bridgerton AU - any thoughts or headcanons?

hello!! i’m so sorry this took me so long to get to. and apparently i have more thoughts on this than i expected...

tbh i find it quite hard to put f1 into a bridgerton au — partly because i’m not so inclined towards AUs with this fandom, and partly because the specificity of a bridgerton au (which is actually the only kind of regency au i would be even remotely interested in for this fandom) feels quite constraining and, if i’m honest, a bit ridiculous contrasted with the way f1 is.

but! that said, here are the minor thoughts i’ve had.

i feel like seb/lewis suits the sort of au where they are friends who love to annoy each other and be extremely competitive. lewis is the eternal bachelor that all the mamas of the ton love to throw their daughters at, and he is always very kind and nice to them but it never goes even the slightest bit further than that, not since the much-talked-about end to his engagement to miss nicole scherzinger. sebastian is definitely not jealous of any of this and definitely doesn’t escalate every interaction they have to ridiculous levels to try and get and hold lewis’s attention. lewis is mostly perplexed by this.

seb/mark feels like the natural fit for a kathony style enemies-to-lovers type beat, mostly because i think, deep down, they’re more similar than their superficial differences suggest. I think mark actually fits better in the kate-type role because even though he’s an exact fit for how much of an “insider” anthony is (mark is like…everything old school f1 men love imo), he was never the Chosen One at rb. seb actually fits better in the edwina role now that i think about it. hmm. much to think on.

charles/seb doesn’t work for me in any specific shoehorning into a bridgerton storyline but as i have prev said to @marioandretti, they’re perfect for a jane austen’s emma-style au. not so much because of the age difference as the vibe of  "i love you even though you're an absolute nightmare" and “i love you even though you disapprove of everything i do”. emma is my favourite austen novel, despite and honestly because of how ridiculous and unbearable emma is as a person, and really? peak charles vibes.

the main thing for me when it comes to regency aus, especially in the style of bridgerton, is….you have to lay on the pining and ust. that’s the only reason i’m here. there has to be ust so thick it makes me want to scream. the whole appeal of the genre for me is the passion that is hyper constrained by society, and the meaning and desire that is therefore subsumed into the smallest of touches. 

bridgerton season 2 delivered this in spades, while, crucially, also giving both an actual reason why these two characters can’t be together outside of that, and real, internal conflicts  for both of them that had nothing to do with the other person but had a huge impact on the way they interact. (god i wish we’d gotten to see and hear more about kate’s relationship with her father though.)

in fic land, my fave regency(ish) au of all time is thou and you by twentysomething. tbh it doens’t deliver any of the conflict that i love, but the ust is so deliciously drawn. it’s also a magic au which honestly makes me think of jonathan strange and mr norrell in ways that don’t actually make any sense, even though the author cites patricia c. wrede, whose books i did love growing up, as  inspiration. i also did really enjoyed the novel the gentlemen’s guide to vice and virtue, even if there was a little too much of the protagonist just being an idiot and people not talking it out for my taste.

ok these thoughts got long i’m sorry!!

#actually i have a lot of thoughts about how jane austen's novels are firmly outside this genre and i get annoyed when people conflate them #not unlike i have here! #but that's for another time #asks #rpf tag #wait also...i spent literal years waiting slash hoping for a paul martin/james neal sequel to thou and you #still holding out hope if i'm honest #ladybugmind

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SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 3 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY

ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 3 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... A system unit is ___________ (a) an engine of the computer (b) an input device (c) an output device Which of the following is a component of a system unit? (a) Abacus (b) Mouse (c) Motherboard The _____________ contains memory and central processing unit (a) case (b) motherboard (c) calculator CPU means _______________________________________________________ Which of the following is a part of the system unit? (a) abacus (b) motherboard (c) calculator An example of a disk drive is ____________________ (a) motherboard (b) CD ROM drive (c) paper drive Which of the following storage devices do we put into a CD ROM? (a) flash disk (b) compact disk (c) floppy disk ____________ is the result we get, when data is processed. (a) data (b) processing (c) output CD means ______________________________________ (a) Compact Disk (b) Company Data (c) Computer Disk ___________ is used to communicate with the computer. (a) Hand (b) Keyboard (c) Machine A monitor is an example of output device. (a) True (b) False How many speakers does a computer have? ______________ (a) 4 (b) 3 (c) 2 The computer processing device is called _______ (a) UPS (b) VDU (c) CPU The components inside the system unit are connected to _____________ (a) Fatherboard (b) Motherboard (c) Blackboard The machine that reads data from and write data onto a disk is called _______ (a) machine drive (b) disk drive (c) motorcycle The brain of the computer is called ____________ (a) VDU (b) UPS (c) CPU The computer monitor is an _____________ device. (a) input (b) output (c) processing A printer is used to _______________________ (a) print our work (b) send message (c) store our work Power pack is a component of the system unit that __________ (a) controls the system unit (b) supplies electricity to the system unit (c) send message The printed document that comes out of a printer is called ______________ (a) hard copy (b) soft copy (c) mild copy Theory: List four components of system unit. (a) ________________________________ (b) ________________________________ (c) ________________________________ (d) ________________________________ List two types of monitor (a) ________________________________________________ (b) ________________________________________________ Mention two ways we can take care of output devices _______________________________________________________ (b) _______________________________________________________ ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 2 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... The ___________ has a stand. (a) system unit (b) monitor (c) printer Keyboard is used for __________ (a) dragging (b) typing (c) printing We can use a typewriter to play games (a) True (b) False The standard keyboard has ___________ keys (a) 88keys (b) 10keys (c) 40keys Electronic device are machines that uses __________ or battery. (a) water (b) kerosene (c) light We can use our computers for addition and ________ (a) subtraction (b) jumping (c) sleeping When the computer is working, it gets tired. (a) True (b) False We use ___________ to send and receive messages printed on papers. (a) printer (b) fax machine (c) biro ________ is used to show time. (a) calculator (b) digital wrist watch (c) sun The computer mouse looks like a ___________ (a) mat (b) rat (c) cat The monitor can change to different station (a) True (b) False The keyboard is attached to the system unit. (a) True (b) False How many types of monitor do we have? (a) 3 (b) 2 (c) 4 An enhanced keyboard has ______________ keys (a) 100keys (b) 200keys (c) 105keys The keyboard looks like a __________ (a) television (b) typewriter (c) video Who instructs the computer on what to do (a) machine (b) human beings (c) robot The longest key on the keyboard is called ______________ (a) back space (b) space bar (c) enter Alphabet keys are letter ______________________ (a) a to z (b) 1 to 9 (c) F1 to F12 Liquid contents should be avoided when using the computer. (a) True (b) False The computer room must have a well air circulation system. (a) True (b) False Theory: Mention three ways of taking care of the keyboard (a) _____________________________________________________________________ (b) _____________________________________________________________________ (c) _____________________________________________________________________ State one difference between a keyboard and a typewriter _____________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________________________________ Mention three uses of a keyboard. (a) ________________________________________________ (b) ________________________________________________ (c) ________________________________________________ ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 4 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... Spreadsheet software is also known as ________________. (a) Microsoft word (b) Microsoft Excel (c) Microsoft Access Which of the following is not an example of computer software? (a) Flash disk (b) Computer games (c) Microsoft word _____________ is an example of input device. (a) mouse (b) printer (c) system unit _______ device is used for playing computer games. (a) hand (b) joystick (c) pencil Keyboard is an example of __________ (a) software (b) miniware (c) hardware One of the following is an example of utility software _________ (a) anti-computer (b) anti-natal (c) anti-virus __________ is an example of computer game. (a) Test Drive (b) Test book (c) Tester Spreadsheets are application packages used for _______________ (a) drawing graphic (b) entertainment (c) arithmetic work Word processing package is an example of ____________________ (a) application software (b) flash disk (c) computer games Storage devices are example of hardware component. (a) True (b) False _________ & __________ are examples of output device. (a) plotters & printers (b) mouse & mice (c) scanner & joystick Hardware are physical items in your computer room. (a) True (b) False _______________ is a way of booting (a) hot booting (b) power booting (c) cold booting The components of a computer system is divided into __________ (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 3 Language translators is a software that _____________ (a) interpret (b) inter house (c) intergrated Windows 8 software makes it possible for a computer to work because is an _______ (a) application software (b) operating system (c) assembler The process of switching on the computer system is called _____________ (a) switching (b) oning (c) booting When your system stop responding to command you ______________ (a) cold boot it (b) warm boot it (c) boot it continuously What will you do if your computer is running very slowly? (a) abandon it (b) restart it (c) hit the computer The first page that appear when you switch on your computer is called a ________ (a) screen (b) desktop (c) icons Theory: Describe how to shut down a computer. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Define booting? __________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ State two ways of booting a computer (a) ________________________________ (b) __________________________________ List two examples of application software (a) ________________________________ (b) __________________________________ ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 6 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... In formatting a text one must _____________________? (a) highlight (b) high jump (c) high dark How old was Blaise Pascal when he made the Pascalines Machine. (a) 20years (b) 100years (c) 18years A program used to fight virus on our computer system is called _________ (a) anti-computer (b) anti-natal (c) anti-virus Word processing package is an example of ____________________ (a) application software (b) flash disk (c) computer games We click on _____________ to change the character of a word or sentence (a) font (b) bold (c) letter Analytical engine was made by _________________ (a) Sir Charles Babbage (b) Blaise Pascal (c) Bill Gates _____________ allows us to send receive mails via the internet. (a) e-mail (b) hyperlink (c) downloading The black line that blinks on our monitor screen is called ________________ (a) cursor (b) arrow (c) line Development of computer from one period to another is called _________________ (a) computer age (b) computer generation (c) computer stage Micro-computers are also known as ____________________ (a) Personal Certificate (b) Master computer (c) Personal computers A wall clock is an example of _________________ computers. (a) analog (b) hybrid (c) digital The process of putting off the computer is by ______________________________ (a) starting (b) warming (c) shutting down The type of computer that is used for calculating and counting is known as ________ (a) super computer (b) analog computer (c) hybrid computer Which of the following screen pointing device are mainly used for playing games. (a) mouse (b) keyboard (c) a and b Which of the following keys is used for typing in uppercase letter. (a) function key (b) shift key (c) cap lock key The face of a monitor is also called ___________ (a) board (b) screen (c) film You can receive e-mails through ________ (a) yahoo mail (b) postal (c) envelopes The smallest, cheapest and most commonly used computer is called ________ (a) mini-computer (b) micro computer (c) super computer _____________ is a place where all deleted files & documents are kept? (a) recycle bin (b) dust bin (c) waste bin When we are saving in a diskette or flash we click on _____________ (a) save as (b) edit (c) exit Theory: Explain how a sentence or word can be selected? _______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ What is formatting? _______________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________________________________ Mention four types of fonts you know? (a) ________________________________ (b) __________________________________ (c) ________________________________ (d) __________________________________ Name three menus on a standard bar? (a) ________________________________ (b) __________________________________ (c) ________________________________ ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 1 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... We can ______________ with our computer. (a) type (b) eat (c) walk _______________ is used for watching in our computer room. (a) television (b) video (c) monitor We use ___________ to click on objects (a) pencil (b) hand (c) mouse The CPU is also called a _________ (a) VDU (b) UPS (c) system unit The computer can work without the keyboard. (a) True (b) False The following are parts of a computer except __________________ (a) monitor (b) mouse (c) video The computer machine works with _______________ (a) water (b) electricity (c) blood A computer mouse looks like a _________ (a) cat (b) rat (c) bat The monitor needs a keyboard to work. (a) True (b) False We use our mouse for __________ (a) writing (b) pointing (c) dancing We can use our computers for addition and _________________ (a) subtraction (b) dancing (c) nutrition __________ is used to check the time. (a) calculator (b) wrist watch (c) sun The computer has ______________ main parts (a) 4 (b) 3 (c) 2 The monitor looks like a ____________________ (a) radio (b) television (c) DVD _________________ gives power to the computer (a) CUP (b) UPS (c) Water We can play music with our computer (a) True (b) False The computer system is kept on the ____________ (a) chair (b) floor (c) Table We must cover our computer system when we are not using it. (a) True (b) False Wow! The computer obeys our instructions (a) True (b) False The computer will not work if a part is missing (a) True (b) False ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL (NURSERY & PRIMARY) 1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS. SECOND TERM EXAMINATION 2014 CLASS: PRIMARY 5 SUBJECT: COMPUTER STUDY NAME:... A program used to fight virus on our computer system is called _________ (a) anti-computer (b) anti-natal (c) anti-virus Word processing package is an example of ____________________ (a) application software (b) flash disk (c) computer games ______ key is used to move to the end of a line. (a) esc (b) end (c) del The process of putting off the computer is by ______________________________ (a) starting (b) warming (c) shutting down All these are types of computer except _____________ (a) super computer (b) hybrid computer (c) digital computer Which of the following screen pointing device are mainly used for playing games. (a) mouse (b) keyboard (c) a and b Which of the following keys is used for typing in uppercase letter. (a) function key (b) shift key (c) cap lock key The smallest, cheapest and most commonly used computer is called ________ (a) mini-computer (b) micro computer (c) super computer Components of computer system are ________________ (a) hardware, software & humanware (b) users, software & printer (c) hard, soft & unit _______________ are the people who use computer (a) users (b) tailors (c) farmers Backspace _______________ when pressed (a) moves the cursor forward (b) moves the cursor backward (c) rotate The section of keyboard that is used to type the alphabets is called ____________ (a) arrow keys (b) alpha numeric key (c) page up key ______________ is a section of keyboard (a) numeric key (b) cap lock key (c) page up key ________________ is a part of a mouse (a) left button (b) angle button (c) function button We use the mouse to __________________ (a) click (b) print (c) calculate The mouse works on the screen though its ________________ (a) cable (b) pointer (c) size Space bar key ______________ when pressed (a) moves the cursor forward (b) moves the cursor backward (c) rotate The _________ button of a mouse is the most used button for carrying out operations. (a) right (b) scroll (c) left The moving of objects or folders from place to another is called __________ (a) scaling (b) dragging (c) moving Humanware are also known as ____________________ (a) hardware (b) users (c) software Theory: State three uses of mouse? (a) ________________________________________________________________ (b) ________________________________________________________________ (c) ________________________________________________________________ State three sections of a keyboard. (a) ________________________________ (b) __________________________________ (c) ________________________________ State the uses of the following keys (a) escape key (b) enter key (a) _____________________________________________________________________ (b) _____________________________________________________________________ Mention two special keys on a keyboard (a) ________________________________ (b) ________________________________ via Blogger http://ift.tt/2o3yNxG