Chiara Mikkelsen

chiara mikkelsen; twenty-eight, mechanic.

[nglchiara]

carinacabana‌:

“that is true,” carina agreed, as she watched the girl motion for her to follow. “10 minutes can honestly feel like hours when a person is hungry,” carina replied jokingly, following the girl back into the apartment complex. as she climbed the familiar stairs, carina started having scenes of horror movies flash across her mind. her mouth leading her to say more than intended. “well I hope you’re not one of those crazy neighbors from those horror movies,” she inquired, “you know the type that invites you over and never lets you go”. she joked hesitantly, hoping that the girl had the same sense of humor.  “okay just kidding there … but then again you have lured me in with free beer and tacos,” she pointed out, looking at her.

Chiara let out a chuckle at the girl’s words, “I think in horror movies, the neighbour woos their victim first. I don’t think I did. I mean, I don’t think I did.” Of course, she didn’t. The two didn’t get along a minute ago. “Good point, but I think free tacos and beer is worth it to get kidnapped... If I do end up being a crazy neighbour from those horror movies.” The mechanic spoke as she kept walking upstairs, looking over her shoulder to look at the other girl. “Beer will help us get through ten minutes of waiting.”

[nglchiara]

fcknsam‌:

“what? you don’t want to use your imagination?” sam drawled, a certain amount of mischievous wickedness lilting easily in her voice. she contemplated stepping closer or attempting to crowd chiara against the nearest wall with a quick few movements but thought better of it almost immediately; the last thing she wanted to do was scare the other woman or make her feel even remotely uncomfortable. “my favorite thing we could do together definitely involves you in my bed, and my mouth in some…” she paused to wag her eyebrows playfully, “interesting places. or i could be super crude and tell you the most comfortable spot at my place is my face if you wanna sit on it,” sam drawled, amusement plain on her face even as the words slipped through her lips without the slightest bit of shame. “gentlemanly things i do?” she hummed softly, ticking a few examples off on her fingers as she spoke, “i go grocery shopping for the old couple on my floor ‘cause they can’t figure out the stairs all the time, i walk my neighbor’s dog when they’re at work, i hold doors open for literally everyone. make sure all the girls here at last call get home safe when i’m working.” sam shrugged, “any of that count?” she took a slow drag of her cigarette before she grinned broadly at the other woman, “glad i managed to charm you so fast. can i buy you a drink when we go in, then?”

“Mhm,” Chiara thought for a moment as the woman spoke. Her eyebrows raising at the bluntness, but she didn’t feel uncomfortable for one bit. Actually, she didn’t mind all the entertaining things the woman mentioned. “I think you’re all talk,” The mechanic challenged with the signature smirk still present on her face. “Actions speak louder than words,” She challenged once again. Chiara was actually impressed with all the gentlemanly things Sam did for other people. Not many people would do such a thing for others. “A real-life hero,” She mentioned without a teasing tone in her voice. “I guess it counts,” She joked before Chiara leaned against the nearest wall. “So, you work here? Bartender?” She asked as she tried to get to know the girl a little better. “I do get charmed fast by pretty ladies. How about I buy you one?”

[nglchiara]

fcknsam‌:

sam was an exceedingly observant person. she had been since she was a child, and that observance only seemed to intensify in her later years when it came to noticing when pretty women were eyeing her in any capacity. it was almost an instantaneous reaction for a cheeky grin to crook across her lips, for her shoulders to roll back and her chin to raise enough for her to look haughty and confident which wasn’t far enough from her normal mood to look unusual or out of place. “run away with it?” sam parroted around her cigarette, a snort of laughter escaping, undignified, from her lips as she attempted not to guffaw embarrassingly in front of an all-too-pretty girl. “i’m a dick, but i’m not that much of a dick. ‘sides, i can think of way more entertaining things we could do together than you chasing me down for a cigarette,” she murmured, accepting the lighter briefly to light her cigarette before she passed it back to chiara with a broad smile. “there ya go, babe. still intact and everything.” she crossed her heart with a crooked smile, “i am nothing but a gentleman.” sam had a reputation for being a bit of a smartass, and a bit of a flirt, and a bit of a lot of things people seemed to think women shouldn’t always be. she was hardly the sort of person to care what anyone else thought of her, but she was definitely of the mind that she wanted to charm the people around her any time she thought something might come of it. “you headed inside?”

“I was actually just enjoying the idea of chasing you for a lighter,” Chiara’s lips crack into a small smirk, her eyes set into the other woman’ as she took the lighter back from her. “What other entertaining things are we talking about?” The mechanic tried, her gaze flickers from eyes, to lips, back to eyes, hoping she wasn’t reading the situation wrong. “A gentleman, huh?” Name at least five gentleman things you do besides giving people their lighter back, and I might believe it.” Chiara couldn’t deny that the woman in front of her was freaking beautiful, and she was hoping to get to know more of her tonight. She didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that Chiara checked her out, which was a good sign. She nodded at the girl’s question, “Yeah, I was planning to, but suddenly staying outside until a certain someone finishes her cigarette seems like a better thing to do.”

[nglchiara]

fcklucaa‌:

‘beyond cute. i can’t stop thinking about him.’ luca laughed with a scrunch of his nose and bounced where he stood. ‘absolutely! you wanna sit and have lunch? i got time to kill. you can tell me what you’d like me to bake for you tomorrow!’

“Sounds promising,” She teased the boy before softly nudging him.”Yeah, sure! I can’t say no to that. I’m Chiara, by the way.”

[nglchiara]

fckmaia‌:

‘so did i.’ maia turned her gaze back to chiara, smiling and just knowing she’d be dead if she left this car shop without a date and her phone number. ‘oh… my gaydar’s been flashing like crazy since i walked in. but butch is a very nice touch! a very good boy!’ she giggled, rubbing his belly and letting him jump on her before digging into her pocket for the keys and held them up. ‘oh my god, right. i forgot. i nearly.. oh, thanks. she’s my baby. people have told me she’s close to being beyond repair but if you’re as good a mechanic as you are at flirting… i will absolutely keep butch busy. should i take him for a w a l k?’ she spelled it out, incase she said no and maia wouldn’t want to get butch’s hopes up so she kept her voice even.

“I’ve been called a lot of things, but it’s been a while since cute was one of them.” The mechanic wishes she could actually make a move on the girl, but it wasn’t very professional and with her dog taking in all the attention, the moment had passed, hoping to try to at least get the girl’s number when she came back. “Let’s hope for both of us that I’m a better mechanic as a flirter,” Knowing that flirting wasn’t her strong suit. “Yes, you can take him for a walk.” The dog didn’t really understand the English commands or words. The only English command the dog knew was ‘sit’. All it took for the dog to go crazy, was Chiara repeating his name. Chiara took the keys from the girl before saying Butch’ name twice. The dog knew exactly what was coming and suddenly became very excited. “Repeat his name, and he’ll know he has to go with you. I’ve no leash though, but he’s a good boy. He’ll stay close.”

[nglchiara]

carinacabana‌:

at the offer of tacos and beer, carina stopped in her tracks and whipped her head around. her locks dangling in her face, as she wore a blank expression. after the girl legitimately pissed her the off, she was now offering food and beverages as a peace offer. “you  …  you think that can win me over,” carina scuffed, running her hands through her hair in irritation. “like seriously, what do people take me for?” she inquired to herself. however, her mind had already been made up at the mention of the those two items. “but I guess I will accept that peace treaty of yours,”  carina responded, “which saves me a whole lot of time from going to the grocery store … then again who am I to turn down beer and tacos?”

Chiara raised her eyebrow at the girl’s words since it took her less than ten seconds to accept the offer, but she decided not to comment on it. She kind of liked the fierce personality the girl had. “You can never say no to staying inside with beer and tacos,” Chiara joked before motioned to the stairs. “Follow me, Tacos will probably be here within ten minutes. Shouldn’t take too long.”

[rcnegaades]

Sam was, to put it simply, exhausted. There seemed to be something about the world lately, some small thing she couldn’t put her finger on that sent her entire life off-kilter as though she were staring at a painting that she knew she ought to understand but something was just missing. It was a feeling she abhorred and she’d done everything in her power to get rid of it to the best of her ability ( not that sleeping with nearly every random woman she met, or drinking herself into a stupor three nights a week were her most intelligent choices to date ). She wasn’t proud of the fact that she’d ended up in the bar she worked at with her face buried in her arms and a keen desire to beg her coworker to just punch her straight in the face so she could feel something relatively normal. A harsh, unabashed groan escaped her as she raised her head from its former resting place on her forearms and frowned petulantly, “You ever just hate being a person?” She drawled, seemingly directing the question to the air around her rather than anyone in particular.

“I’m not drunk enough to think about that,” The blonde muttered under her breath a moment later before she was pushing away from the bar and slipping through the crowd to get outside, breathing in the cool air with an expression of deep relief. She fumbled for the pack of cigarettes tucked into her jacket pocket and flicked her lighter three times only to watch it spark feebly without catching. Another groan escaped her before she dragged her eyes upwards towards the nearest approaching figure, “Hey, you got a light? Mine’s busted.”

[nglchiara]

It was already late at night when Chiara decided to go to the bar, she just couldn’t sit at home and do nothing. It was too dull being all alone and watching TV. As she reached the bar, she noticed the woman outside, and it didn’t take long for her eyes to take in the unfamiliar woman. She was mid-way giving the woman a proper checking out when she realised she spoke to her. She was quick to nod and took her lighter out of her jeans. “H-here,” She mumbled before a sheepish smile took over, wondering if she was caught checking the girl out. Even though Chiara didn’t smoke, she always took a lighter with her. There were two reasons for that, one, people always asked her if she had a lighter with her and two, she recently learned how to open a beer bottle with one. The latter reason was winning it easily from the first. She thought it was pretty cool that she could do that now. “Don’t run away with my lighter though. You wouldn’t be the first.” She said with a playful grin on her face as she remembered the time someone took her lighter and ran. 

[nglchiara]

fckmaia‌:

maia grinned as chiara walked over, not for one second even thinking that maybe her mechanic should be fixing her car rather than flirting. there was a strange sense of familiarness here, how chiara’s home really felt like one. ‘oh fine. maybe my singing didn’t woo you but you do think i’m cute so i’m taking that as a win!’ maia’s eyes fell to look closely to the girl just before she hopped down to pet the pup. ‘oh my gosh, he is the cutest dog in the world. hi butch! hi baby! i’m maia!’ naturally she sat on the floor to pet him, laughing brightly. ‘i love that you named your dog, butch. we get it, you’re gay. i love him. he’s so big and fluffy.’

“I already thought you were cute before you walked in,” Chiara teased before she smiled at the sight of the two playing together. A laugh was escaping at Maia’s comment, “I had to make sure every woman coming to shop knows I’m gay.” Most Italians coming in her shop had no clue what it meant, and just assumed it was a normal English name for a dog. It took a few moments for Chiara to realise that the woman came here with her car and that she had a job to do. “Keys?” It was best to do her job before she lost her focus and heart eyed at the two. “You’ve got a cool car by the way. A Spider 2000.“ Chiara always had a thing for old classic cars. “If you keep Butch busy then I’ll find out what that ungodly sound was.”

[nglchiara]

fckmaia‌:

maia grinned brightly as chiara laughed, feeling the whole room light up. ‘oh wow, i was expecting a really stupid, goofy laugh. maia swung her legs as she sat on the counter and smiled over, ‘cool if i sit here?’ she asked, clearly already doing so. ‘oh, you haven’t heard about it?? it’s all the rage! alright, brace yourself. you may fall in love with me after this, it’s an entirely appropriate response.’ she sat up, clearing her throat before singing and making a bunch of deep throat noises, really playing the part until she sees the dog in the corner and it just turns into squealing. ‘oh my god, a puppy?! is he yours? can i pet? i want to play. but only if you allow it! wow, i love this car shop.’

The noises Maia made were horrible, and it brought a loud laugh out of her. Chiara walked over to the workbench Maia is sitting on, she reaches her hand out and rests it on Maia’s leg, tapping her fingers against it. She knew it was a bold move, but she felt the need to touch the girl, to flirt a little. “Listen, you’re cute, but those sounds, uhm, how do I say this,” The mechanic pretended to search for a way to describe it, eyes taking her in her just briefly. “Those noises only work in the bird world.” Playfully, the woman nudged the other before pulling her hand back. When Maia noticed her dog and got excited, the woman couldn't help but let her smile grow. It didn’t surprise Chiara one bit that her dog came after hearing those noises, he has always been a curious boy, but it wouldn’t surprise her if he thought anyone was dying here. A laugh soon followed when the girl squealed. “This is my boy, Butch,”  As soon as the dog heard his name, he came to say hello to their new friend. “And yes, petting & playing is something he enjoys so, feel free. It’s the best shop in town with this beautiful boy on my side.”

[nglchiara]

fcrvidaura‌:

skye was relieved that it’d been chiara who was the subject in her photo, because at least there was lesser of a chance for someone to be UPSET with her for it. of course it was understandable regardless, not everyone liked having their picture taken, especially in a city where tourism was rampant. for her though, capturing the moments was much more of an art form, than simply snapping photos of a new place she’d been visiting. ❝ i mean, i could always go into professional mode and have you stand back so i can get ALL angles. ❞ gesturing to the device as she held it up for moment, smile then breaking out over tanned features with a small laugh. moving to gladly reciprocate the hug to her friend. ❝ i’m pretty well honestly, just enjoying a beautiful evening in the city. and yourself?? ❞

A chuckle escaped her lips at Skye’s words, shaking her head. “I don’t doubt your photography skills, but you do need a model that knows all angles. I think I look and stand the same on all the pictures I’ve been on.” She joked before she let go of her friend. “Same, actually, walking around to enjoy the city. Have you been painting?” Chiara asked when she noticed the paint on her friend's skin. “Also, can I see the picture?” Honestly, she didn’t want to ask, usually hating to see herself in pictures, but she was curious especially since she knew Skye was fantastic at this.

[nglchiara]

carinacabana‌:

“you-, “ carina paused, thinking about the girls words, carina didn’t really carry much of her italian accent but this girl was legit irritating her. “you have a point there,” she agreed, rubbing her chin at the thought. looking back at the girl, carina just nodded and just raised her hands in defeat. the girl wanted an apology and she was about to give her, her sincerest and most fake apology yet. “look just trying to get some snacks, but I do and truly I do from the deepest depth of my heart think you are most definitely full of shit but i’m sorry.” okay maybe that wasn’t an apology, but to carina it was all this girl was going to get. “I hope you have a fucking fantastic day,” she stated, walking passed her. she wasn’t about to argue with her.

“That’s alright, babe. Apology accepted,” A smirk appearing on her face as she held in her own apology. There were no ill feelings towards the other woman, actually, it was all fun and games to Chiara. Nothing wrong with a bit of teasing and challenging people. “Bad day?” Chiara asked as the woman moved past her, her body turning towards the girl. “If so, I’ve got beer and tacos ordered in so, I guess that’s my way of apologising.” Knowing damn well, it was easier to be friends with the people in her building.

[shirlcyjackson]

#literally married

[nglchiara]

fckmaia‌:

‘oh shut up, i can see you trying to hold back laughter.’ maia scrunched her nose and looked around for a place to sit and decided to be a little ballsy and sit on chiara’s work bench. ‘i got so much more where that came from. ever heard of nordic throat singing? i’m the world champion. the only nordic throat singer because i just invented it, but still.’ 

Chiara finally let out the laugh she desperately tried to hold in, knowing damn well that she shouldn’t be teasing her customers, but it was just too much fun especially if they were as good looking as Maia. “Mi dispiace, Pasticcino.” A good thing about working for herself, no boss to tell her she can’t. The mechanic watches Maia as she sat down on her workbench. An eyebrow-raising at the sight as a smirk comes crawling back on her face. “As half-Danish, I should know about this nordic throat, but I don’t. Please don’t let me hold you back to show off your skills. I might give you a discount.” she quipped back.

[nglchiara]

fckmaia‌:

maia finally took a deep breath after talking far too fast and shook the girl’s hand, not even caring if it would’ve been dirty. fuck, was she ever gorgeous. ‘maia.’ she responded, shaking it before pulling back. ‘um..’ she cleared her throat before without any shame making the most ungodly croaking noise and bursting into laughter. ‘i know you did that because you can, but how rude, anyway!’

It took everything inside Chiara to not burst out in laughter. “What are you talking about?” Faking innocence as she shoots a glance at Maia before a wide grin took over and a laugh soon followed. “hm, exactly what I thought. Sounds like a car in desperate need of help,” She teased before she shook her head, still trying to contain her laugh as much as possible. “I’ll give you a 12/10 for that noise. A very strong sound coming out of a small woman like you. Impressive.”

[nglchiara]

fcklucaa‌:

‘thank you. of course i feel guilty, i’m usually much more controlled than this. then this week, shit really hit the fan. like the other day, i bumped into a gay and he asked me out! just like that.’ luca rambled before closing his mouth and smiling, handing her the éclairs. ‘i did make them myself, yes. i bake a lot. i really hope you like them.’ 

Chiara let out a small laugh at the randomness of the conversation, “Wow, did he really? Was he cute though?” Grin wide on her face as accepted his éclairs. “Awe, thank you, love. I appreciate it!” The mechanic wasn’t a good cook or baker at all. Pretty sure she would ruin anything she touches, but she did enjoy baked goods especially if they were homemade or in a bakery. “So, same time tomorrow?”

[nglchiara]

carinacabana‌:

carina clicked her tongue against her teeth, hearing americans escape this girl’s lips. she really has a death sentence, she thought to herself, returning a forced smile. “excuse me?” she interjected, “i’m italian as well so get it straight, amore mio.” she couldn’t believe she was having this conversation with this girl, as carina rubbed her temples in irritation. the girl went on to speak with the idea that carina was at fault for bumping her. “you-.” she paused, taking a deep breath, “you know what? we’re both at fault so we both should be apologizing”. 

Chiara quirks a brow at that comment, head tilting in total intrigue, “Doesn’t mean the American part isn’t there,” The mechanic teased as she challenged the stranger. A soft chuckle escaped the lips when the girl started to rub her temples. Chiara’s head stays tilted at the next comment, bottom lip drawing between her teeth as she nodded. “Yeah, sure. If you apologise first, then I’ll apologise after.”

[shredmytapestry]

maia drove up to the garage after having called earlier to see if they could see a car as old as hers. it was dirt cheap when she bought it and it took two years for it to finally drive like garbage. so, maybe it was time for an upgrade or maybe just a really good mechanic. she got out of her car, nervously picking at the rust before heading to find the girl she spoke to earlier, ‘hi, hey. we spoke on the phone earlier, right? i’m the idiot driving a ‘89. please help, it’s.. making a noise and i don’t know cars at all.’

@nglchiara

[nglchiara]

It seemed like this week was busier than usual with many cars coming in. Some vehicles had big problems but others small, like the one she was working on now. She’s was emptying the oil from the filter into a drain pan when she heard a familiar voice speak to her. The mechanic looked up, but couldn’t remember where she knew the woman from until she said they spoke on the phone and it all clicked. “Ah yes, we did!” Wiping her dirty hands on her shirt as she walked over to the other woman. “Chiara.” then she sticks her hand out as gives Maia a once-over. Cute, she thought to herself before she told herself to be professional. “Be glad you’re driving an ‘89, and they are easy to fix.” Even though she didn’t know what was wrong with the car yet, she didn’t lack the confidence that she could fix it. It sure was a lot easier than modern cars with all their new tech. “What kind of sound does it make?” Honestly, she didn’t have to know, she could find out by herself, but she enjoyed customers trying to copy the sound.