One Of My FAVORITE Billy Russo Series That I Love To Reread

Do you think you can do a Lewis Hamilton imagine

When Y/N is at a New Year's party because her friend dragged her along and she just got out of a really long relationship and Lewis is also there and he sees her across the room all sad and alone so he walks up behind her and grabs her shoulders turn her around and kisses her and walks away without saying nothing and she doesn't know Lewis is a driver and Lewis doesn't know that she's a famous photographer and they meet maybe a few years later or later month whatever you want to do and F1 gives her a job to be a photographer for them

Oh and I want a cute fluffy ending if you can do that thank you so much xoxo

Oh and can you make Y/N Mexican

As a Mexican myself, a Mexican Y/N should be easy to write, sorry it took me so long to write this. My wifi went out when I tried to save this. I don’t know if this is what you had in mind but I hope you like it!

Once Upon a Kiss

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Mexican!Reader

Summary: Famous photographer, Y/N L/N, and Formula 1 driver, Lewis Hamilton, kiss at a New Year’s Eve party without knowing anything about the other. Their paths cross once again when Y/N is hired as Ferrari’s new photographer.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: MY FIRST LEWIS HAMILTON FANFIC TO CELEBRATE HIS HOME RACE WIN!!! Also I do mention a stereotype where Puerto Rican men are trash

Y/N was in her apartment watching her favorite movie and eating ice cream in a Stitch onesie. She then heard the door open, her friend Ofelia entered the apartment with takeout.

“No, no, uh uh, there’s no way in hell you’re eating ice cream right now, I got us Chinese food.” Ofelia said.

“Great, put it on the counter,” Y/N mumbled.

“Why are you in a stitch onesie? It’s only 8pm.” Ofelia said.

“Because I wanted to. Did you get the chicken wings and pork fried rice plus my chicken broccoli and white rice?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, why do you need 2 orders?” Ofelia asked.

“One for today, the other for tomorrow, obviously.” Y/N said.

“Anyway, we have a party later tonight.” Ofelia said.

“What do you mean ‘we’?” Y/N asked pointing between them.

“You and me, we’re getting super dressed up and going to a rooftop party.” Ofelia said.

“Who’s hosting?” Y/N asked.

“I Don’t know, a friend of a friend of a friend.” Ofelia said,

“We’re going to a rooftop party in New York City in the middle of winter?” Y/N asked.

“They have those heating lamp thingies. Come on, it’ll be fun, take your mind off of Derek.” Ofelia said.

“Don’t mention Derek.” Y/N groaned, opening up her takeout container to start eating.

“You see, I haven’t to mention it because you can’t stop thinking about him.” Ofelia said.

“De que hablas? I haven’t thought about ese cabrón mal parido in a minute.” Y/N said. Ofelia silently counted down from 3. “The audacity ese hijo de su madre had to cheat on me.”

“I mean what did you expect, Y/N, he’s Puerto Rican.” Ofelia said.

“But we’ve been together for 8 years, I just don't undertsand what i did wrong." Y/N said.

“No, no, no, no, you did absolutely nothing wrong, guys like him only cvare about getting their dick wet, thats it. Anyway, eat and then get dressed. Actually shower first, outfit, hair, makeup, that party is gonna be amazing! Apparently the guy who’s hosting lives in a penthouse.” Ofelia said.

"Sounds fun." Y/N said.

"I've also been sending your portfolio to my bosses..." Ofelia started

"Lia, don't. I told you i was going to look for photography work myself." Y/N said.

"But everyone is DYING to work with you, imagine taking photos for Elle, Cosmo, Vanity Fair, they love your work." Ofelia said.

"What if I want to work somewhere else, outside of New York?" Y/N asked.

"I can live with that, just please don't go to Jersey." Ofelia said (sorry if you live in New Jersey, its just a very New York thing to shit on Jersey)

"Deal." Y/N said.

Hours later, Y/N was showered, hair was done, makeup was perfect, and the outfit was giving 90s supermodel, SHE was givng 90's supermodel. Ofelia was sitting on the couch when Y/N came out.

“Aahh, you look AMAZING, okay, lets go, I have the invitation and I’m so happy his building has parking.” Ofelia said.

Girls showed ID and invitation to the doorman and bouncer when entering the building and accessing the rooftop.

“Wow, this party looks lit.” Ofelia said.

“Yeah, it does. I wonder how they got the heat lamps up here.” Y/N said. Ofelia was looking around until she saw her friend.

“Oh my god, hey! I saw my friend from work, I’ll see you later, okay.” Ofelia said walking away

“You can’t just leave me here!” Y/N tried shouting but Ofelia wasn’t within hearing range. “Great.” While Y/N was just observing the party, keeping to herself, Lewis Hamilton was by the DJ booth, hyping up the party.

“Make some noise, NYC!” Lewis said and everyone cheered, but he saw a woman by herself who didn’t cheer at all. He thought she looked quite beautiful, even under the low light. “Hey man, I’ll be right back.”

“Alright, I’m gonna start the countdown in a few.” His DJ friend said. Lewis nodded, dapping up the DJ before getting down from the stand to look for the woman he spotted. It took a while for Lewis to find her since she was moving too, looking for her friend, but she eventually stopped at the table where there were chips and drinks. The DJ started counting down to midnight, Lewis was standing near Y/N but didn’t make a move.

“Happy New Year!” Everyone shouted, Lewis turned Y/N and kissed her, walking away after they pulled away. Y/N stared at him when we walked away, he looked so familiar. Y/N felt someone else grab her shoulders.

“Y/N, you got a New Years kiss, from who?” Ofelia asked.

“I have no idea, but he was a good kisser, I’ll tell you that much.” Y/N said,

6 weeks later, Y/N was on her computer reviewing her emails and she screamed. Ofelia came running out with a baseball bat.

“What happened? Is it the rat again?” Ofelia asked

“What? No, I got an email from Scuderia Ferrari.” Y/N said.

“The Formula 1 team? You don’t even watch the sport, why the hell did you apply?” Ofelia asked.

“Well i have always wanted to travel, apparently F1 drivers travel ALL THE TIME, this is in Maranello, Italy, I always wanted to go…” Y/N said,

“You don’t speak Italian.” Ofelia said,

“I’m learning, chingada madre, will you let me finish?” Y/N asked. Ofelia nodded her head. “Anyway, Scuderia Ferrari are looking for a new photographer, I’ve seen the posts they made on Instagram, my photography style is very similar, I’m sure the person in charge wouldn’t want the Instagram page to lose the ‘essence’ of Ferrari so looks like I’m their new photographer. Ah, I am so excited! I start in a few weeks, they have emailed me my plane ticket for the following week, even temporary housing until I can get a proper place and a company car (unrealistic but it seems nice).”

“Wow, the people at Ferrari are very generous. I’ll help you pack.” Ofelia said.

2 weeks later, Y/N arrived at the Italian airport, was greeted by a Ferrari employee, and was taken to her furnished apartment. Y/N called Ofelia and showed her the view and everything. Y/N hung up, got her camera, and walked outside her apartment for a little while to take pictures of everything until she got a call from her boss.

“Hey Mr. Vasseur, how are you?” Y/N asked.

“I’m doing well, have you settled in?” Fred asked.

“I have, thank you for asking. To what do I owe your call?” Y/N asked.

“My drivers landed in Maranello today, do you think you can come to headquarters tomorrow?” Fred asked.

“Yeah, you bet, see you then.” Y/N said.

The next day, Y/N was entering the Scuderia Ferrari Base in jeans, white button up blouse, sneakers, and a Ferrari cap because of the sun. She was greeted by Fred.

“Y/N, so nice to meet you in person, how was the drive?” Fred asked.

“Very good, thank you so much for the car. What am I supposed to take pictures of?” Y/N asked.

“Well Hamilton and Leclerc are training on the sim because we have the Australian Grand Prix in 2 weeks. Come, I’ll introduce you to them.” Fred said, leading Y/N to the training room where they have the racing simulator.

“Ha, I beat your time!” Lewis said.

“Yeah, it won’t happen again, mate.” Charles said. Fred then cleared his throat, causing the drivers to stand up.

“Gentleman, this is…” Fred started

“No way, you’re Y/N L/N, I bought some of your photos from a New York gallery, you’re very talented.” Charles said, shaking her hand.

“Oh thank you so much, I was wondering who paid so much money for my photos.” Y/N chuckled, she turned to look at Lewis, they stared at each other until Y/N held out her hand for Lewis to take it. “Okay so do whatever it is that you were doing to I can take some photos. So go on the simulator, talk, do whatever.”

“What kind of photographer are you?” Lewis asked.

“Well, i Don’t specialize in anything if that’s what you’re asking. I have taken landscape photos, I’ve been a photographer on a vogue photo shoot, taken runway photos, even photos of animals. So I’m an…everything photographer.” Y/N said. “Again, do whatever is natural, im sure your fans will love to see you guys bonding now that you’re teammates.”

Y/N took photos of them talking, being on the sim, even some of them just walking around the Ferrari base.

“Okay so I think I got some pretty good shots, you can check it out before I show Fred.” Y/N said. She connected her camera to her laptop so the drivers could see the photos better.

“These are really good, Charles was right, you’re very talented.” Lewis said.

“Why thank you. What about you, charles? Are my photos to your liking?” Y/N asked.

“Yes they are, I never doubted it.” Charles said. Charles left Lewis and Y/N alone so he could change out of his Ferrari clothes.

“You recognize me, don’t you?” Lewis asked.

“How could I forget the man who gave me a new years kiss. I thought I’d never see you again, kinda made it up in my head that you were a secret agent or something.” Y/N said, Lewis laughed.

“Sadly no, I’m just a formula 1 driver. I’m surprised you didn’t know who I was at the party since it was my party.” Lewis said.

“You were the host my friend was talking about! The one with the penthouse, no fucking way. Also, Mr. Billion Dollar Man, you didn’t recognize me either, you were the one who kissed me, meaning you spotted me first, prior to our kiss, and charles knew who I was right away.” Y/N said,

“True. But why were you by yourself? You looked sad, did something happen?” Lewis asked.

“Well my boyfriend of 8 years cheated on me, my friend dragged me to a party and then went off to see the friend who invited her, so yeah, that’s what happened.” Y/N said.

“Who could possibly cheat on you? You seem so sweet” Lewis said.

“Thank you, but you Don’t know me.” Y/N said.

“How about we change that. You want to go out for lunch?” Lewis asked.

“I would love to.” Y/N said.

The End

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Do you think you can do a Daniel Ricardo imagine

Where YN is a country singer and I don't know maybe all of the drivers gets invited to a country CMT in Texas and do you think you can make yn inspired by Lainey Wilson if you haven't listened to any of her music I highly recommend you to listen to some yeah that's it and I love the Carlos and MMA imagine it was beautiful and adorable and I loved it so yeah I hope you can do something with this one XOXO🇲🇽🫶🥰

Hi! Thank you so much for liking the Carlos x MMA imagine, you are actually my number 1 requester 🫶🏽 When you say "y/n inspired by Lainey Wilson", I studied her personality. I have watched her performances, listened to some of her music, and watched an interview. But Becky G will always be in my moodboards/headers because she is my idol. You could obviously picture Lainey Wilson if you want. Sorry it took SOOOO long

Country Love

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Country Singer! Reader

Summary: With the Austin Grand Prix being held on the same weekend as the CMT Music Awards, the drivers were invited to the award show, especially because of Daniel's affinity for country music.

Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors, inaccuracies about the CMT Music Awards and country music in general.

A/N: I saw the video of Lainey Wilson singing "The Best of Both Worlds" on YouTube and i LOVED it!! Like girly impersonated Hannah Montana when she was younger so the fact she sung a Hannah song in front of Miley Cyrus herself is just iconic. Also, Becky G being in the moodboard literally means nothing, its still YOU.

Weeks before the Austin Grand Prix, the F1 drivers received calls about attending the CMT Music Awards. The drivers were all excited to have gotten invited to the award show, especially Daniel Ricciardo in particular since he loves country music so much. What’s even better is that VCARB team principal, Laurent Mekies, invited country singer, Y/N L/N, who just so happens to be Daniel’s favorite country singer, to their garage, but thats a surprise.

Daniel walked into the paddock talking to Yuki and Max about how insane and unreasonable the FIA are being when Daniel spotted Y/N walking side by side with her manager. He has completely checked out of the conversation until Yuki punched his arm.

"Ow, Yuki, what the fuck was that for?" Daniel asked, rubbing his arm.

"You weren't paying attention to us! What's up with that?" Yuki asked.

"Sorry, mate, bui just saw Y/N, as in THE Y/N." Daniel said, turning his head to try and spot her again but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Was she wearing a cowgirl hat or something?" Max asked, chuckling. Daniel looked back at him.

"Of course not, don't be ridiculous. She was wearing a baseball cap though. Do you think she's a guest of Ferrari or Mercedes? You know what, maybe she's McLaren's guest, Lando likes country music too." Daniel said. "Damn, they're so lucky they will get to meet her."

"Didn't know you were such a fanboy, Danny." Yuki said, causing both him and Max to laugh.

"She is a talented artist, you know. Can't believe she's here and i won't be able to talk to her until the award show. And thats IF i see her." Daniel said.

"Stop pouting, mate. We have two hours until the race, maybe you'll see her. I gotta head back to RedBull." Max said, patting both men on the back before walking away.

"We should head to our hospitality too." Yuki said and Daniel nodded, following him into VCARB where Y/N had her back turned, talking to Laurent and Daniel's eyes practically bulge out of his head. "Wow, its like watching a cartoon." Yuki comments, looking between Daniel and Y/N.

Laurent and Y/N stop talking and she turns around to face Daniel. Daniel straightens up to make a good impression, or at least try to. Laurent leads Y/N to his two drivers. Daniel was the first one to speak up.

"I'm Daniel Ricciardo, it is so nice to meet you." Daniel said, reaching for Y/N's hand to shake it.

"It's nice to meet you too, Daniel. I'm.." Y/N started.

"You're Y/N L/N, you won the Grammy for best country album, well deserved, by the way, Bell Bottom Country and Whirlwind has been on replay since i landed in Texas." Daniel said and that shocked Y/N.

"Nice job scaring the poor girl." Yuki commented.

"Wow, thank you so much, Daniel. I never would have thought that an F1 driver would be such a big fan of my music." Y/N said.

"I'm Yuki Tsunoda, by the way, if it matters." Yuki spoke up, looking in between Y/N and Daniel.

"Its nice to meet you Yuki. Will you be going to the CMT Awards too?" Y/N askd.

"I won't, actually. But Daniel is very excited for the award show." Yuki said, patting Daniel on the back.

"Can't wait to see you there. I'll let you two get back to whatever it is drivers do." Y/N said, leaving them. Daniel watched her leave and Yuki had to wave his hand in front of his face.

"Laurent, i think he's broken!" Yuki yelled and that snapped Daniel out of his trance.

"I am not broken. Lets go over the plans." Daniel said.

The Grand Prix finished and Daniel wasted no timw to go to his hotel room and change into something more presentable for the CMT Awards. Leaving his room, he spotted Lando already in the lobby with Max.

"Am i early or late?" Daniel asked.

"Early, but so are we. Heard that your celebrity crush was in the paddock." Lando said.

"Yes! She is so beautiful in person." Daniel commented.

"He was staring at her while we were talking. If it was a cartoon, he would be drooling with big hearts for eyes." Max said.

"Haha, lets go, I want to see if i can talk to Y/N some more on the red carpet." Daniel said.

When they arrived, the paparazzi was asking for photos and it was all good until Daniel found out he was taking photos next to Y/N so like the gentleman he was, he waited until Y/N noticed him.

"Oh my god, Daniel, you're here!" Y/N exclaimed before hugging Daniel, he hugged her back. "You guys must be Max and Lando, it was a great race, really."

"Thank you, I'm a fan of your music. My favorite song from your new album is definitely 'Call A Cowboy', you're very talented." Lando said.

"Thank you so much. We should all take a photo togther!" Y/N said

"Great idea! You should stand next to Daniel and then Lando and I will be on each side." Max suggest. Y/N nods and Daniel has his arm around Y/N's waist. While taking the poictre, Daniel leaned down to Y/N's ear to whisper.

"Would you be interested in going out with me tomorrow night?" Daniel asked. Y/N looked up at him, smiled, and then asked him to lean down so she could whisper.

"I'd love to. You feel like waiting for me so we could get Wendy's after?" Y/N asked and Daniel immediately nodded. After the photo ops, they walked into the theater. "DM me on instagram and I'll give you my phone number later." Y/N said closer to Daniel and pulled away to adress the other F1 drivers that came later. "Hope you guys enjoy my performance." Y/N left.

"Danny, are you okay?" Oscar asked

"God bless Texas." Daniel said before they walked in to take their seats.

The End

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Do you think you can do a imagine Lewis Hamilton

and Lewis goes to get a new tattoo and YN and is the tattoo artist

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Ooh okay, I love the idea, sorry it took so long

Love In Ink

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Tattoo Artist! Reader

Summary: Lewis wants a new tattoo during summer break, Lando recommends him someone

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

Lewis got home after the Belgian Grand Prix and started thinking about something Lando has told him in the cool down room a while back.

“I was thinking about getting a new tattoo.” Lewis commented to Lando.

“Oh, you should go to Oly Anger Tattoo in Montreal, that’s where Zak got his tattoo. It turned out pretty well actually.” Lando said.

“Mate, I am not going all the way to Canada for a tattoo, that’s doing too much.” Lewis said.

“Yeah but the artist who did Zak’s tattoo said that he got his start at this tattoo shop in New York, don’t you have an apartment there?” Lando asked.

And that’s how Lewis ended up flying with Roscoe to New York, which he immediately regretted because of how humid New York is during the summer. He left Roscoe on his New York apartment and walked into the tattoo shop.

“Hello, I’m here to make an appointment.” Lewis said. That’s when the owner of the tattoo shop, Y/N, makes her appearance after replacing the needle on her tattoo gun.

“What are you looking to get done?” Y/N asked.

“Um, I have some free space on my left arm, I was thinking of adding something.” Lewis said.

“Do you have something in mind or did you want to look in the books?” Y/N asked.

“Can I look in the books?” Lewis asked.

“By all means, go ahead, sir Hamilton.” Y/N said, gesturing to the table.

“You know who I am?” Lewis asked, looking through the pages of Y/N’s tattoo portfolio.

“I am an avid F1 fan. I’m going to Monza and I am so excited.” Y/N said.

“Why Monza?” Lewis asked.

“As a Ferrari fan, going to Monza would be fucking amazing.” Y/N said.

“Oh, You’re rooting for Ferrari.” Lewis said.

“Yeah, I’m part of the tifosi. Now did you pick out a tattoo?” Y/N asked,

“I haven’t yet.” Lewis said.

“Take your time, we could either do it today because I just had a cancellation before you came in, or we can schedule an appointment.” Y/N said.

After a few minutes of looking, Lewis decided on a tattoo.

“Ah, good choice, very popular. Do you want it to today?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, please, since you have time.” Lewis said.

“Sure thing. Go to the bathroom before I set you up in the back. If you want, you can choose what music to play on my speaker.” Y/N said.

“You play music while you’re working?” Lewis asked.

“It’s not loud, I just need background music sometimes, ya know.” Y/N said.

Lewis went to the bathroom, did his thing, came back and saw Y/N wiping down the chair, getting out the stencil and everything.

“My phone is connected so just tell me what artist you wanna listen to.” Y/N said.

“Nah, it’s your place, we can listen to your music.” Lewis said.

“Cool, let’s get this show on the road.” Y/N said. Y/N wiped Lewis’s skin with alcohol. “How do you want the stencil placed? Just tell me where to move it.”

“A little to the left, lower, perfect.” Lewis said, Y/N placed the stencil on his arm and peeled it off. She got the tattoo gun and dipped the needle in black ink to complete the outline of the tattoo. Once the outline was done, she switched the tattoo needle on her tattoo gun and started shading in the tattoo.

“You’re good! Now I just have to wrap up the tattoo. You’ve had many tattoos done before so I don’t need to tell you how to take care of it.” Y/N said, getting the Saran Wrap to wrap up the tattoo.

“Thank you very much, how much is it?” Lewis asked. Y/N came back with the Saran Wrap,

“250 since you were a last minute client.” Y/N said, wrapping his tattoo.

“Seems reasonable.” Lewis said.

“Okay, let me ring you up.” Y/N said. They went to the cash register, Lewis paid, and he left the shop.

The next day, Lewis was walking Roscoe when he stopped in front of the tattoo shop.

“What do you say, Roscoe? You want to visit the woman I met yesterday?” Lewis asked Roscoe. “Yeah, Let’s go in.” So Lewis walked in and he saw Y/N finishing up with a client

“Hey man, there’s no dogs allowed here.” Y/N said until she saw the owner. “Oh it’s Roscoe!” Y/N cooed at the bulldog. “But seriously, Lewis, you can’t have him here, it’s a tattoo shop, tattoos are basically open wounds, he can’t be here.”

“Oh, Can we talk outside then?” Lewis asked.

“Sure, let me just wrap her wrist, okay?” Y/N said. Lewis left the shop and 5 minutes later, Y/N walked out but she squatted down to pet Roscoe. “What did you want to talk about? Don’t tell me I messed up your tattoo.”

“You didn’t, It’s perfect, I just wanted to ask you a few questions.” Lewis asked.

“Go ahead but I can’t promise I’ll truly listen,” Y/N said, putting all her attention in Roscoe.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Lewis asked.

“Nope, not at all.” Y/N said.

“How do you feel about age gaps?” Lewis asked.

“I Don’t mind them, I always had a thing for older men.” Y/N said.

“Would you go out with me?” Lewis asked, Y/N looked up from Roscoe and stood up to face Lewis.

“Are you serious?” Y/N asked.

“I am.” Lewis asked.

“I’d love to. I close my shop at around 11, what do you think we can do?” Y/N asked.

“Well i could cook Dinner at my apartment. Nice and intimate.” Lewis said.

“Sounds perfect. I have another client in 15 minutes, pass me your oh one so I can give you my number.” Y/N said so Lewis handed her his phone and she put her phone number in with her name, and took a selfie to use as the contact photo. “Here you go, text me when you’re outside.”

“Can’t wait for tonight, let’s go, buddy.” Lewis said and he walked away with Roscoe.

The End

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Give us more Xavier x Hispanic Reader 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

I’m actually working on one right now! Being half Mexican and half Peruvian, representation is important and I honestly just write “Hispanic reader” the way I normally speak or how my home life is, THERE WILL DEFINITELY BE MORE!! Both normie and outcast

Jealous

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Charles gets easily jealous when his girlfriend fawns over her fictional or celebrity crushes

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: all the characters and celebrities mentioned are people I find attractive. If you don’t have a crush on them, that’s fine, to each their own

Y/N and Charles were watching American Assassin because Charles wanted to watch an action movie and he has never seen it.

“Ugh, Dylan O’Brien could get it.” Y/N said and Charles turned so fast to look at her.

“What?” Charles asked.

“Dylan O’Brien could get it, he is so fine, I already thought he was cute as Stiles but as Mitch Rapp? Ooh, so fine, I’d let him choke me.” Y/N said, eating chips and Charles just looks at her. “What?”

“Were you always this unhinged?” Charles asked.

“A little, but have you seen his veiny arms when he was being held at gun point? I wanna bite them.” Y/N said and Charles looked at his arms and back at the screen.

“Mon ange, my arms are veiny, you could bite mine.” Charles said.

“I bite yours all the time when we’re not in public. There’s just something about Dylan O’Brien playing Mitch Rapp that does something for me. Like look at those abs.” Y/N said and Charles immediately retaliated with

“I have better abs than him!” Charles exclaimed, making a point by taking off his shirt and standing next to the TV to compare him and Dylan O’Brien

“Ay muñeco, Im teasing, don’t take it too seriously.” Y/N said, pulling him back to the bed and kissing him.

The next time Charles got “jealous” was when Y/N was on TikTok and she saw a video of The Drivers Era performing.

“Ross Lynch es tan guapo, no wonder when he performed in Mexico, todos le estaban diciendo que se encuere.” Y/N said and Charles was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Charles poked his head out to see Y/N in bed. “What? Ross is 6’1, our height difference is literally perfect.”

“Are you trying to hurt me, Mon ange?” Charles asked before spitting into the sink.

“Of course not muñeco, he’s just a celebrity crush, it’s not like anything will happen.” Y/N commented.

Then it happened again when Charles and Y/N were out with Pierre and Kika. They saw a movie poster for the ministry of ungentlemany warfare.

“We should see this movie, the trailer looks amazing.” Kika said.

“And so does Henry Cavill, I love how curly his hair is.” Y/N commented.

“Just once I would like to go out and not listen to you talk about other men.” Charles said.

“Whats happening there?” Pierre asked

“Charles gets butthurt when I talk about my celebrity crushes.” Y/N said.

“What do they have that I don’t?” Charles asked.

“Well Ross and Henry are 6 feet tall, Ross plays hockey and I LOVE hockey boys, Henry played field hockey, but you’re taller than Dylan O’Brien, I’ll give you that.” Y/N said and Charles stared at her.

“You weren’t supposed to give me a list!” Charles exclaimed while laughing at how ridiculous this conversation was.

“You literally asked!” Y/N exclaimed. “But I also want to see the movie for Eiza Gonzalez, totally support her making it big in Hollywood.”

“Yes! Loved her in Baby Driver!” Kika said and her and Y/N started talking about movies.

Y/N was watching Supernatural and eating ice cream.

“God I love this episode, he looks so good.” Y/N said. Charles looked at the screen and back at her.

“Really? The Winchester brothers in prison? Isn’t the guy who plays Dean like 50?” Charles asked.

“Um, he’s 46, and he looks good for his age considering he’s white.” Y/N said.

“Cant believe you love Dean Winchester. Why not Sam?” Charles asked.

“I love both Winchester brothers, I just relate to Dean more. And in the later seasons, I don’t like Sam’s hair. But Sam’s hair in season 1 and 2? LOVE.” Y/N said.

“What about my hair?” Charles asked.

“Muñeco, you know how much I love to pull on it when we’re kissing and other stuff.” Y/N says, kissing Charles, running her hands through his hair to make a point, he pulled away.

“Mm, I love when you do that.” Charles said smiling.

“I know you do.” Y/N said, continuing to play with his hair. “There’s no reason to be jealous of my celebrity crushes, okay?“

“I’m not convinced, how about you show me that you’re mine and mine alone.” Charles said, hand wrapped around Y/N’s throat, not applying pressure.

“It would be my pleasure.” Y/N said, holding Charles’s hand to run to their bedroom.

The End

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Sirius Black Must Die: Chapter One

Sirius Black X Ravenclaw Fem Reader

MASTERLIST

Disclaimer: this is my first Sirius Black fanfic if so go easy on me, yeah? Also if there are any mistakes, ignore them 😊

Let’s start from the beginning, to the moment where YN finds out how much of a womanizer Sirius Black really is.

YN has known Sirius since the first year, however, he really never noticed her. To be honest, almost no one did. Just her few friends from Ravenclaw, Amara, Dean, and Charlie. Dean is two years older while Amara is a year older. Charlie and YN are the same age. However, it wasn’t until year 4 where Sirius started to build his reputation as Hogwarts’s very own womanizer.

At first, it started out with him making out with girls at the Marauders’ famous Gryffindor common room parties every time they win a quidditch game. Then it was Sirius flirting with girls in the corridors until it finally came to Sirius having infamous flings with girls from the different houses. He even hooked up with a few Ravenclaw girls. Even the “smart house” fell for Sirius’s fuckboy tricks.

Now how did YN truly find out Sirius has been two- or should we say three-timing his supposed girlfriends?

I mean sure, YN did see his little show in the Great Hall but that was nothing compared to the show he put on in the Three Broomsticks.

YN was in the Three Broomsticks with Amara, Charlie, and Dean at a booth on a January afternoon. The four of them were drinking butterbeer, eating cheeseburgers and fish and chips. They were talking about their Christmas and New Years, what they got, and thanking each other for the gifts they have received. While YN was laughing at something Dean said, Sirius walked in with Alessia. YN knew her, they were in DADA together, although she’s a year older. She observed how Sirius would call her pet names such as “love” and “darling”, usually she finds it charming, but on Sirius, it was nauseating.

“YN, what could you possibly be looking at?” Dean asked her. She was like a little sister to him so he’s protective and sweet.

“Leave her alone, Dean. She’s obviously pining for Sirius Black himself.” Amara said teasingly, making YN snap her head back her.

“I would never fall for such an arrogant and cocky guy like him. I’m just observing, like look at Alessia. Look at her body language, she radiates confidence and is extremely beautiful yet she falls for this kind of shit? Seems messed up to me.” YN said, taking a bite out of her chip.

“I mean you’re not wrong. But Sirius is an attractive guy, we have to admit, he has girls lined up.” Charlie said as he drank some of his butter beer.

They finished and went back to their common room.

The next day, YN went to the Three Broomsticks alone around 7 pm so she can have some alone reading time. She was reading the muggle book “Six of Crows” and when she was on chapter 5, Sirius came in and sat at a table with Catalina, a Slytherin. YN couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw them two together. It was like an unwritten rule where Gryffindors and Slytherins shouldn’t mingle. What she saw surprised her more, they were making out, he caressed her face and deepened the kiss. Her hands in his long fluffy hair. YN left the Three Broomsticks and thought to herself.

What kind of guy has two girlfriends? The sleazy kind, that’s who.

She went to Honeydukes for some candy for her and her friends. Especially for Amara with her period coming up next week so she bought a ton of chocolate. When she was done, she walked back to the castle and didn’t expect to find Sirius and Ximena, a Hufflepuff, making out by the Black Lake.

“You see that star? It’s the brightest one out of all of them but they don’t sparkle nearly as much as your eyes.” YN heard Sirius say to Ximena, she mimed puking and rolled her eyes at that super cheesy line.

“You are so sweet, Si, I’m glad we’re doing this.” YN heard Ximena say. YN decided that enough was enough and went straight to her common room after answering the stupid riddle. She sat down in the couch and Amara could tell she was upset.

“What happened? You look peeved.” Amara said.

“Ugh, it’s Sirius Black, I can’t believe him. Oh, and I bought you chocolate for when you get your period.” YN said, tossing her the bag. “It’s just that, Alessia, Catalina, and Ximena are literally model status! They’re fucking flawless and could get any guy they want like that but they choose to date Sirius Black? What kind of witchcraft is this? Catalina literally walks like she owns the place and I’m so happy because she’s a bad bitch, Ximena is the sweetest girl ever and has a bunch of boys asking her out, I’ve seen this. And Alessia is literally an awesome quidditch player, radiance confidence, how did they end up with such a sleaze.” YN finishes her rant by screaming into one of the pillows on the couch.

“Yeah, he’s the worse, I know. But hey, it’s not your problem so don’t get involved.” Amara told YN as she pat her head. “Goodnight, love bug, see you at breakfast.” YN stayed up contemplating life. She knew all the Marauders weren’t bad, James was like Sirius, constantly flirting, but he only did that with ONE GIRL, not three. Remus is amazing and Peter is just there, they were the most tolerable Marauders.

Then this is where YN sees that whole show in the Great Hall. She was eating lunch and saw the whole thing go down.

“I can’t wait until this whole thing blows up in his face.” YN said.

“I doubt it, he might just come out of that whole thing unscathed.” Charlie said.

“He’s still a total sleaze.” YN said rolling her eyes,

2 weeks later

YN walked into DADA and saw Sirius’s three girlfriends in their own little clique. Alessia was with the other Gryffindors, mainly the ones who were also in the quidditch team. Luckily Sirius wasn’t in this class otherwise all hell would have broke loose.

“Okay class, today we will be practicing disarming spells. First you will practice on the dummies, line up in front of the dummies, groups of 4 please. Then in those same groups, you’ll practice on each other after I show you defense spells.” The DADA teacher said. YN lined up behind Ximena since her group needed a fourth member.

“Hi, I’m YN.” YN said rather shyly.

“Oh hi, I’m Ximena.” Ximena said in a friendly matter. Two rows down, Alessia was taking to her friend, Margaret.

“Hey you weren’t at the great hall this morning, where were you?” Maggie asked as she casted the disarming spell. When Alessia did the same spell, she went to the back of the line.

“Oh, it’s like super hush hush but since you’re my best friend, I’ll tell you, Sirius invited me to the astronomy tower last night and I kinda spent the night in his dorm room. Can you believe it? Sirius Black is just so..” Alessia was interrupted when Catalina casted the flipendo jinx and Alessia landed on her ass. “Hey! What was that for?”

“Oh like you don’t know.” Catalina said

“Believe me, Slytherin, I don’t know what you’re babbling about, Montoya.” Alessia said getting off the floor,

“I’m dating Sirius Black, you Gryffin-whore, so stay away from him!” Catalina then started jinxing Alessia and Alessia fought back.

“Come on, guys, this is probably a big misunderstanding.” Ximena says trying to diffuse the tension and getting in between them.

“Puh-lease, little miss Sunshine, if I want to fight her for saying that she’s dating Sirius Black when we all know he’s my boyfriend, I’ll do it.” Catalina said and that’s when Ximena pushed both Catalina and Alessia to the ground.

“No way, I’m dating Sirius Black!” Ximena said and now the three girls are fighting each other and that’s when YN has had enough and casted the expelliarmus charm and uses the amplifying charm

“Sirius Black is cheating on the three of you and instead of taking it out on him , you’re beating the shit out of each other?!?” YN said. And that is when the DADA teacher gave the four girls detention.

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Valentine’s Day Headcannons pt. 1

summary: how the drivers would celebrate Valentine’s Day with you

Drivers include Charles leclerc, lando Norris, Oscar piastri, Logan Sargeant, Lewis Hamilton

A/N: SO SORRY, I have 2 part time jobs which equals to a full time job and I only have one day off so…your girl has been busy. Part 2 with Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and Daniel Ricciardo will be released in a few days and I’ll tag anyone who’s interested

Charles Leclerc

Charles asks you to be his valentine on February 1st, the man was READY. I believe he would have Leo wake you up and there would be a card pinned to his little sweater telling you to go to the kitchen.

You go into the kitchen and there are a bouquet of flowers and a few heart balloons. You then feel Charles’s hands on your waist as he hugs you from behind.

“Be my Valentine.” Charles said and of course you agree, thanking him for the surprise.

On the actual day, you’ll go somewhere pet friendly to include Leo. If it’s not too cold, you’ll go on the yacht, spend the day out in the ocean, he would have prepared (ordered) food for the two of you to eat, and maybe when it’s night time, you two stay out and there would be fireworks on display over the water.

“Did you plan that?” You asked, carrying also so he can see as well.

“Maybe. What’s the good of money if you can’t use it?” Charles asked rhetorically, making you giggle.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Charles said. He leaned in to kiss you only to get Leo licking his face. He laughed, took Leo out of your hands to place him on the floor. He leaned in to kiss you again but you stopped him.

“Im not kissing you like that.” You tell him. Charles then sprints to the yacht bathroom to wash his face. He Comes back with his face slightly damp but he grabs you by your waist to kiss you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, mon coeur.” Charles said.

Lando Norris

With Lando, i believe he’s the type to surprise you the day of. If you work a 9 to 5 office job (like me), you get up, get dressed, and go to work. You and lando don’t live together but he knows your schedule.

Lando has paid for a flower delivery service to send a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers to your office at 9:10. By that time, you’re all settled in your desk, you’re logged into your computer, and all of a sudden you hear…

“Delivery for Y/N.” The delivery guy said.

“That’s me.” You get up from your desk to greet the man that’s carrying the bouquet thats already in a vase.

“Sign here.” You do so. “Thank you.” He leaves. You place the bouquet on your desk and read the note inside.

Happy Valentine’s Day, darling. More surprises to come, i love you.

You smiled reading the card and called Lando immediately.

“Hello, sunshine.” Lando greeted after one ring.

“You remembered.” You said

“Of course I did, I can’t forget Valentine’s Day now that i have a Valentine, now can I? You like the flowers?” Lando asked.

“Yes, oh my gosh, they’re beautiful.” You say with a smile on your face.

“That’s good to hear, you’ll be getting more surprises.” Lando said and hung up before you could ask.

20 minutes later there was another delivery but it was your favorite coffee order and a pastry from the cafe you always go to. When it was your lunch break, you got a delivery from your favorite restaurant. You called Lando to thank him.

When you went home after work, there he was in your apartment, wearing a suit, holding a single rose in one hand, and a dress bag in the other.

“What’s all this?” You asked him, putting your stuff down.

“We are going out to eat. The reservation is in 2 hours so that gives you enough time to shower of you want, and shower.” Lando said and you kissed him.

“You’re the best.” You took a shower before getting dressed in what lando bought you. It was the dress you were eyeing that one time you went out shopping with him for a new dress shirt to wear for the FÍA ceremony. You stepped out of the bedroom fully dressed and made up. Lando’s jaw dropped when he saw you.

“How do i look?” You asked

“Breathtaking. How did I get so lucky?” Lando asked before kissing you. “Let’s go.”

Oscar Piastri

Like Charles, he’ll ask you to be his Valentine like a week before the date, you woke up to Valentine’s Day cookies that Hattie definitely convinced him to make for you. Since you guys love together, you keep asking him where he’s taking you.

“It’s a surprise, darling.” Oscar would said and that makes you roll your eyes because you hate surprises.

Y’all live in London for work so Oscar had the great idea to take you to Pooh Corner in Hartfield, somewhere you always wanted to go but en ever found the time to. So he told you to put on a cute but casual dress, which you agreed to. He walked you to the car and told you to put on a blindfold.

“You’re kidding, right?” You asked him. Oscar shook his head.

“Nope, put it on, I told you it was a surprise.” Oscar said, handing you over the blindfold. You hesitantly put it on and when Oscar drove to Hartfield, you were fast asleep (car rides make me sleepy). When the cat stopped, Oscar gently woke you up

“We’re here, darling, you can take it off.” Oscar said, you stirred awake and took of the blindfold, the Sign saying “Pooh corner” directly in your face.

“Ah, no way, I can’t believe we’re here. Oh it’s gonna be so cute, thank you, sharkbait.” You said and he chuckled at your nickname for him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Love. Let’s go in, I’m starving.” Oscar said and they got out of the car, he obviously opened up the door for you, and helped you out. He was ever the gentleman.

Logan Sargeant

The beloved frat boy asked you to be his valentine over a game of pool when you were hanging out with his friends and their girlfriends. Because of the way he asked you, you’d think that Valentine’s Day with him wouldn’t be like a big deal to him.

You were wrong. As soon as you woke up, he was making breakfast for you, even learned to make a Frappuccino so you can have your morning sweet treat.

“Aw babe, you didn’t have to.” You said as you looked at the heart shaped pancakes.

“I wanted to, baby.” Logan said, giving you a quick peck on the lips before serving himself scrambled eggs.

When lunch time rolled around, he made you a panini to hold you over until he was finished cooking the Valentine’s Day dinner. He still had to buy the ingredients because he was busy looking for the recipe to your favorite meal. Once he bought it, he started prepping.

“Do you need help, babe?” You asked him.

“I got it, princess. Have a glass of wine.” Logan to,d you.

“Ooh, glass of wine while I watch you cook? Don’t mind if I do.” You said before you served yourself wine. It took Logan about 2 hours to prep and cook but it was worth it because he even lit a candle. “This is so romantic.”

“Only the best for you. Happy Valentine’s Day.” Logan said, kissing you over the counter.

Lewis Hamilton

Now Lewis is glamorous, okay? We love him for that, the man asked you to be his valentine while y’all went shopping. It was very casual too, but you loved it.

“Hey, while we’re here, why don’t you get your nails? I’ll give you the money.” Lewis said,

“Why would I get my nails done?” You asked because you usually don’t do it, preferring to paint your nails yourself.

“Don’t you want pretty nails when I take you out for Valentines Day?” Lewis asked. It took you a second to realize what he said but you smiled.

“I’d love to be your valentine, honey.” You said, giving him a peck on the cheek before taking his money to get your nails done. Obviously Lewis picked what color nails you should get, choosing a Ferrari red,

2 days before valentines day, he surprised you with hotel reservations in Paris. You were going to spend Valentine’s Day in Paris with Lewis and you were beyond excited. Lewis already packed your bag and all you needed to do was go downstairs because there was a car waiting to take you guys to the airport.

When you guys were in Paris, you went to the louvre, the Eiffel Tower, did all the touristy things because you never been to Paris. Later that evening, he took you to a restaurant, very good, the food was delicious, and over dinner, he gifted you a necklace.

“Oh my god, Lewis, it’s beautiful.” You said, kissing him. You pulled out your gift for him as well, it was a watch with a matching ring. “I know you have a lot but..”

“I love it, thank you.” Lewis said. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, it was the best one I could ask for.” You told him.

Rumors

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: There have been rumors going around that Y/N is cheating on Charles 🫢

Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors, ANGST ending with fluff, very bad photoshop (I was working with what I had)

A/N: this is my first time writing angst so let’s see how I do.

Charles Leclerc DNF’d in the Canadian Grand Prix, he was so mad, he thought he could at least get some points, his engine was shit, the only thing he wanted to do was go home to his girlfriend. He decided to call her up on FaceTime. She answered after the second ring.

“Hey muñeco, what happened? I thought today was the GP, should you be racing?” Y/N asked, she was in line at the airport, getting ready to fly to Monaco.

“I’m out of the race, Mon ange.” Charles explained.

“Ay mi amor, i am so sorry to hear that. Listen, I’m at the airport right now, I’m going to Monaco, I’ll be in your apartment before you come back, okay? Then we can spend as much time together as you want.” Y/N said, knowing Charles will probably be very clingy after a terrible race.

“I’d like that. Have a safe flight, Mon coeur.” Charles said.

“Bye, mi vida.” Y/N said, sending him a kiss and Charles does the same before hanging up.

He was standing with the Ferrari team, looking at the monitors and viewing the rest of the race until Carlos also DNF’d. That just left him and Carlos talking until they were called for an interview when the race finished.

“Ugh, I can’t wait to go home.” Charles said, entering the driver’s room with Carlos. “When is our flight?”

“I don’t know, cabrón. Probably later tonight, I just want to get the fuck out of Montreal.” Carlos said.

“Same.” Charles groaned.

“Have you talked to Y/N?” Carlos asked, looking at his phone.

“Yeah, she’s getting on a flight to Monaco.” Charles said. “Why do you ask?”

“Because this is trending on Instagram.” Carlos said, showing Charles the Instagram post he found.

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f1WAGupdates the singer and girlfriend of Charles Leclerc, Y/N L/N, has been seen with the Maxton Hall actor, Damian Hardung, at a restaurant in Manhattan. Is this why Y/N wasn’t seen at the Canadian GP? She’s too busy hooking up with Damian behind Charles’s back? Looks like she’s not as supportive as she says she is.

Carlos pulled the phone away from Charles’s face

“Let me see the comments, Carlos.” Charles demanded.

“No way, it will just drive you crazy.” Carlos said, hiding his phone.

“Fine, I’ll go to Instagram myself. Who the fuck is Damian Hardung?” Charles asked, he was pulling his phone out but Carlos took it from him and shoved it in his pants. Charles looked at him and then at Carlos’s pants. “Don’t make me search for it, Carlos.”

“I am helping you! If you read those comments, you are going to be antsy when we’re on the plane.” Carlos said and Charles rolled his eyes and left the driver’s room, making his way to Max and Lando who were talking, with Carlos following quickly behind him. “Don’t give him your phone!” Carlos yelled.

“Max, Lando, Can you check Instagram for me?” Charles asked.

“Don’t you have your own phone?” Lando asked.

“Carlos has it.” Charles said and that’s when Carlos appeared behind him. Charles had his arms spread out as if he was block Carlos from the other two drivers. “Just go to Instagram.” Charles said sharply.

“Don’t go to Instagram!” Carlos exclaimed.

“Okay, I’m on Instagram, what else?” Max asked,

“Is there a gossip post about Y/N L/N and Damian Hardung?” Charles asked.

“Are you stalking your girlfriend?” Lando asked.

“Don’t show him anything!” Carlos exclaimed, getting away from Charles and heading over to Lando.

“I found it! Charles, are you sure you want to see this?” Max asked.

“Just read me the comments.” Charles demanded.

“Don’t!” Carlos exclaimed.

“Okay… ‘i never trusted Y/N, she seemed very fake.’ Dude, I don’t know…” Max started but Charles cut him off.

“Give me that.” Charles said and he took Max’s phone to read the other comments. ‘I bet she has been cheating on him for months’ one said, ‘all those times when she wasn’t at a GP, I bet she was with him’ said another, but there was one comment that hurt him the most ‘Charles is so blind, it was clear that she never really loved him, she doesn’t even post about him’ “FUCK!” Charles screamed. He gave Max his phone back, shoving him a little in the process. “I need to go to Monaco now.”

“What am I supposed to do?” Carlos asked.

“Catch a rode with Max and Lando!” Charles yelled as we walked away, trying to find Fred.

“Why did you tell him?” Carlos asked the Dutch driver, hitting his arm in the process.

“How was I supposed to know I wasn’t supposed to?” Max asked, playing dumb.

“I was literally shouting ‘Don’t tell him anything’ cabrón!” Carlos exclaimed.

“You know how max is, Carlos, he’ll do anything for Charles.” Lando teased Max, earning himself a slap on the arm.

Charles found Fred after asking a few Ferrari workers. “Fred, I need to go to Monaco now,”

“Is there an emergency, Charles?” Fred asked, very concerned with Charles’s state.

“Yes.” Charles said.

“Okay, I can have the plane ready in an hour, get Carlos, go to your hotel rooms and pack your things.” Fred said, already making plans with the pilot.

“Perfect, thank you!” Charles thanked him and walked back to Carlos, Max, and Lando, finding them arguing. “Carlos, let’s go, we need to pack.”

Y/N’s flight was 11 hours long and Charles’s flight is 8 hours so Charles made it to the apartment first. He unpacked his luggage and put away his clothes. He then made himself something to eat while he viewed that stupid Instagram post, reading the comments. It wasn’t until he heard Y/N’s keys that he realized he spent over an hour reading the comments. Y/N came in with her luggage and walked to the couch where Charles sat.

“Muñeco, what are you doing here, I thought your flight was tomorrow?” Y/N asked, getting closer to him to kiss his lips but he turned his head. Y/N leaned back a little. “What’s wrong, muñeco?”

“Nothing at all. I just have a question is all.” Charles stated. Y/N put her suitcases in Charles’s bedroom before she sat down on the matching loveseat.

“Sure Amor, ask away.” Y/N said.

“What were you doing in New York?” Charles asked.

“Oh well I visited my parents, they’re doing well, they asked when you were going to visit so maybe we could visit before going to Spain. I was recording my new album with Sony Records, I think it’s going to go do really well, but who knows.” Y/N said.

“And what else happened when you were in New York?” Charles asked, wanting her to tell him herself.

“Mmm, nothing really important, I met with some people from Amazon.” Y/N said. Charles had a straight face and pursed his lips in annoyance. “I’m sensing that’s not what you wanted to hear.”

“Of course that’s not what I wanted to hear!” Charles raised his voices getting off the couch and walked into the kitchen with Y/N walking behind him. “I want to know why the fuck You were out with this guy.” Charles said, turning around and showing Y/N the Instagram post. “Who the fuck is Damian Hardung?”

“Damian is an actor from Maxton Hall, you know that Amazon show that I’ve been obsessed with?” Y/N asked him while she got a soda from the fridge, charles nodded his head for her to continue. “Anyway, I met up with him and some people from Amazon because they were considering him and I as leads for their new movie.” Opening the soda bottle to take a sip.

“But you don’t act.” Charles said. Y/N rolled her eyes, closed the bottle, and put it on the counter,

“But I sent in an audition tape for Culpa Tuya and i guess they liked it and wanted me as a lead.” Y/N said.

“Really, that’s all that was?” Charles asked.

“Yeah, it’s just a business dinner.” Y/N said.

“Then why is he looking at you like that? Why are you leaning against him like that?” Charles asked exasperated.

“Chemistry test, is that what you wanna hear? Why are you acting like this?” Y/N asked.

“Why am I acting like this? Let’s see, my car power unit was shit, it was my worst race of the season because I DNF’d, my top 4 streak is over, and to top it all off, my girlfriend was seen with another guy and everyone is talking about me!” Charles yelled and Y/N widened her eyes, she has never been yelled at before, her parents made sure to never fight in front of her or her siblings when she was growing up so the fact that he’s not yelling in front of her but actually yelling AT her.

“Why are you taking your anger out on me?” Y/N asked with tears in her me.

“Where are you when you’re not with me for the Grand Prix?” Charles asked. Y/N wiped her eyes.

“Charles, You’re being ridiculous.” Y/N said, trying to go to the living room but Charles blocked her. “Charles, no estoy jugando.”

“I’m not playing either, where are you?” Charles asked.

“I have a career outside of being your girlfriend you know! I’m not going to follow you around like a fucking puppy.” Y/N stated. “You understand that, right? I have interviews, photo shoots, live performances, I can’t go to every race. It never bothered you before, why is it bothering you now?”

“Why do you never post me on Instagram?” Charles asked.

“You’re insane.” Y/N stated.

“And you’re avoiding the question.” Charles said,

“What do you wanna do, Charles? You wanna track me? You wanna know my every move? You want me to post us on my Instagram and TikTok even when you said you didn’t want to risk me getting sent hate so we decided that I wouldn’t post anything?” Y/N asked rhetorically. “You’re acting as if I’d cheat on you.” Y/N jokingly said but when she saw Charles face. “No fucking way, you actually think I would cheat on you? Are you that insecure? Why the hell would you think that?”

“I’ve been reading the comments on the instagram post.” Charles said and Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Why would you believe the comments? Let me tell you this one time and one time only, I am your girlfriend, okay? If you come across a freaking piece of chisme like that, TALK TO ME, don’t come accusing me of cheating on you when I literally have your logo as a tramp stamp…” Y/N said and Charles smirked at the mention of the tramp stamp, his favorite tattoo of hers. “Focus, you horndog. I love you, and only you. If I have to move in with you to prove that, I will. Wait, I got a better idea, come here.” Y/N said, pulling Charles in front of a mirror so she could take selfie of them.

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yourusername Charles and I have been dating for a year, he is the one I love. Though I love Damian Hardung in Maxton Hall, which is like my favorite show ever, I am in a very loving relationship. Damian is just a friend, he might be my future costar if I’m lucky. Why I’m not at races is no one’s business, I was present during Imola and Monaco, I am always home to celebrate with Charles and I love him dearly.

“There, it’s posted. Now you can stop worrying about us.” Y/N said.

“I’m sorry about everything, Mon ange.” Charles said.

“It’s fine muñeco. But yell at me again and I will shave your head in your sleep.” Y/N said with a serious look on her face.

“You wouldn’t shave my head, you love my hair, what are you going to tug on when I’m going down on you?” Charles asked with a smirk on his face and leaning into kiss her and Y/N just laughs.

“You really are a horndog aren’t you.” Y/N said but kissed him anyway. “But seriously, don’t yell at me again, I will stab you in your sleep.”

“Can you please stop threatening me, Mon ange?” Charles asked and Y/N just giggled and nodded. “Are you coming to Barcelona with me?” Charles asked.

“Of course I am! Are we going to New York next weekend?” Y/N asked.

“I’m sure I can arrange that, if not we can go after Spain.” Charles said.

“That sounds perfect. I will be posting more photos of us from now on, okay? So what did we learn today, mi muñequito celoso?”

“That I should talk to you before believing a gossip post about you.” Charles said.

“Good boy. Now…how do you want to take out your frustrations on yesterday’s Grand Prix?” Y/N asked, looking at him with siren eyes.

“Bedroom.” Charles said before he kisses Y/N, lifting her, making Y/N wrap her legs around his waist, and he carried her to his bedroom, shutting the door with his foot.

The End

Hope y’all liked it, I don’t really write angst, but I hope this turned out well 🤗

OBSESSED

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina Plus Size! Reader

Summary: Y/N has been dating Henry Cavill for a few weeks and everything was going fine with their relationship until she found out that his ex is Ana de Armas.

Warning: I think this turned out a little more comical than I wanted to but it was fun to write.

A/N: Obviously his dating history is made up, this is inspired by Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo (I definitely prefer GUTS over SOUR, its more my vibe, not a stan though) ANYWAY, as a plus sized Latina who struggles with her body image and has tons of insecurities, i will be projecting. Let me know if you want more plus sized Y/Ns in the future

When Y/N was younger, she always had the dream of walking the red carpet like Salma Hayek. Though she wasn’t a singer or an actress, she couldn’t believe her dream is coming true as she walks alongside Henry Cavill, her super handsome actor boyfriend. They met on the set of the ministry of ungentlemanly warfare, Y/N was the guest of Eiza Gonzalez, Henry confused her as one of the wardrobe designers, Y/N explained who she was, and they hit it off. They were invited to the premiere of an action movie. She had on a smoky blue dress with a slit up to the middle of her left thigh and a corset bodice, absolutely beautiful. Henry and Y/N were posing for photos and Henry leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“You look ravishing, darling.” Henry whispered and kissed her temple when he pulled away. After a few more pictures, they entered the area, Henry began to talk to some people he knew and that’s when Y/N bumped into someone.

“Ay que boba soy, im so sorry.” Y/N told the Woman she bumped into but couldn’t see her face.

“No se preocupe, está bien.” The woman said, she turned to face Y/N and Y/N was in shock.

“No way, Ana de Armas de verdad lo siento mucho, no me estaba fijando.” Y/N said,

“Toda está bien, de verdad, me encanta su vestido.” Ana said, gesturing to Y/N’s dress. The twos were talking until…

“Ready to go in, love?” Henry said, putting his arm around Y/N. “Ana, how are you?” Henry asked the Cuban woman.

“Henry, I didn’t know you came with someone, she’s stunning. It was nice seeing you again, guapo, un placer conocerla, querida.” Ana said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek as she went inside. Henry and Y/N stayed back.

“How do you two know each other? I don’t think you guys made a movie together, right?” Y/N asked, curious how the British man knew the Cuban actress.

“Well, love, um, Ana and I dated…for a while.” Henry said. Y/N’s eyes widened.

“What?” Y/N questioned. So many questions were going through her head. Why did they break up? Was it jealousy? Is that why Henry chose her to date? He wouldn’t get jealous dating Y/N because no one else would want to date the fat girl? Henry’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.

“Let’s go in and watch the movie, yeah?” Henry asked, leading Y/N in the theater to watch the movie but Y/N couldn’t pay attention. She couldn’t help but compare herself to Ana de Armas, like Ana was basically perfect! Ana’s hair looks so healthy, her amber eyes were just beautiful, her skin was flawless, and then there’s her, her hair is frizzy no matter how she styles it (wavy hair problems), there’s nothing special about her eyes, and no amount of makeup or skincare would give her that airbrushed look. Why is Henry going out with Y/N? That is what she keeps asking herself.

When the movie was over, Henry and Y/N went back to his house to unwind.

“You staying the night, darling?” Henry asked, hanging up his coat.

“Yeah, Fortachón, I’m staying.” Y/N said, sitting on his couch. “I didn’t know you dated Ana.”

“Yeah, it was a long time ago.” Henry said.

“If you guys never had any movies together, how did you meet?” Y/N asked. She was curious about his past relationship.

“My love, I don’t think we should be talking about this.” Henry commented.

“Fine, I’ll drop it.” Y/N said.

“Good.” Henry said. “Now let’s get you out of this dress because I’m tempted to see what’s underneath.” Henry grinned.

And he did just that. However, when Henry was asleep, Y/N was wide awake, looking at Ana’s instagram. She is so perfect! Not too short, not too tall, Ana had an hourglass figure unlike herself. Did Ana slept in the same bed as Henry, same side as Y/N, she bet Ana had those sexy silk pajamas unlike her, opting for her Macy’s pajamas set. She googled Henry and Ana together and their size difference was PERFECT, Henry and Ana looked like Hercules and Meg, Y/N, however, saw herself as Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty.

“Why do I do this to myself?” Y/N mumbled, her hands covering her face. She decided to watch Overdrive, which is one of Ana de Armas’s movie and she was gorgeous, but Ana was definitely prettier in person. Y/N fell asleep watching one of her interviews on YouTube, turns out Ana and Henry are the same sign.

Henry woke up and found Y/N already awake, stalking Ana’s Instagram.

“Darling, what are you doing?” Henry asked,

“Nothing.” Y/N said, quickly exiting out of the app.

“That didn’t look like nothing, why are you looking at pictures of Ana?” Henry asked, sitting up in the bed.

“I’m just curious. How long have you two dated?” Y/N asked. Henry rolled his eyes.

“I thought you dropped it.” Henry said.

“And I’m picking it up again, how long have you two dated?” Y/N asked.

“4 years, I met her when I was filming ‘A man from UNCLE’ in Italy.” Henry told Y/N, knowing what her next question would be.

“Why did you two break up?” Y/N asked.

“I guess we just grew apart.” Henry commented and Y/N looked at him.

“Why did you grow apart?” Y/N asked.

“Oh my god, angel, leave it alone, please, I have never seen you act this way, you know I’ve had previous relationships, why is this one different?” Henry asked

“Because it’s Ana de Armas! You went from Ana de Armas to me, do you understand how mind boggling that is?” Y/N gets up from their bed. “She’s an 11 and I’m a 4, and that’s on a good day, Fortachón. I know you love me and clearly looks don’t matter to you,” Y/N said gesturing to herself. “But I can’t help but think about you and Ana. What about your other exes? Are they actresses too? Or are they models? Singers?“

“You think I don’t wonder about your exes too?” Henry gets up as well. “Of course I think about them! But I don’t obsess over them like your obsessing over Ana right.” Henry said.

“You wanna know why? Because you don’t know who they are! You never met them, I never really told you about them, so you could imagine them however you want! You are a public figure so your previous relationships are all on Google.” Y/N said and goes downstairs to the kitchen, Henry following quickly behind her.

“Y/N, i love YOU, i am with you, Ana and I haven’t talked in years, we only make small talk if we see each other at award shows or premieres. You are so beautiful and I love you because you make me feel safe, happy, and at home.” Henry said, looking at Y/N in her eyes.

“I love you too, Fortachón, but I still have some questions. Did she give great head? Like I know I’m not the best at it, I’ve been told before, but…” Y/N started but Henry kissed her, after a while he pulled away.

“You’re better…wait, who said you weren’t good?” Henry questioned.

“Not the point..” Y/N said but was interrupted by Henry.

“No no, you obsessed over Ana, now it my turn to talk about your ex, what did he do?” Henry asked with his arms folded in front of his chest.

“Mm, He’s a hockey player, his name is James Oleksiak.” Y/N said. She went to the fridge to look for what to make for breakfast. “How do you feel about pancakes?” Y/N asked. Henry googled him and his eyes widened.

“James Oleksiak? HE IS 6’7!” Henry exclaimed.

“Yeah, i was a hockey WAG, good times.” Y/N said. “If it makes you feel better, I dated Lewis Hamilton for a while too, he’s 5’9 so you’re good.”

“You’re doing this on purpose now.” Henry said, also looking up pictures of Lewis Hamilton. “Okay, now I know how you feel.”

“I guess we’re both obsessed with each other’s exes. Can we stop doing that? That was actually exhausting.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, as far as we know, we only date each other.” Henry said, kissing Y/N. “How big was James?”

“I am not answering that.” Y/N said, laughing at Henry’s question.

“Why not? I answered your question about Ana.” Henry tried to convince Y/N. “Wait, did James say you weren’t that good or was it Lewis?”

“I’m good, I just can’t deep throat.” Y/N said and Henry thought for a second.

“It was James, wasn’t it?” Henry asked.

“Oh my god, stop, help me make pancakes.” Y/N said

The end

Because of the poll results, I am trying to write more Henry Cavill x Reader, I’ll still write about Walter and Mike, just not as often. ALSO, Henry Cavill’s nickname going forward is “Fortachón”, I can’t BELIEVE I forgot that in Hercules, his nickname in the Spanish Latino dub is fortachón, and since I had the idea to make Henry dress up as Hercules in a fanfic @shellyshellshell wrote, Fortachón is PERFECT! I was going through a crisis trying to figure out a good nickname for Henry, like damn.

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welcome everybody I am Ghazi Younis, a Palestinian from Gaza. I stayed in the war for … Mohammed Darabaih needs your support for Get my rel

" This too shall pass "

I believe that good will always overcome evil, just as spring comes, and with it eternal life, overcoming the bitter cold of winter. We will overcome this genocide very soon with God's help and your continued help and support. One of the advantages we achieved during the war is to convey to you our voice, which has not been heard for many years, and to reveal the nature of this occupation and its actions that have been covered up for hundreds of years.

I would like to introduce you to my simple Palestinian family, who lived in peace in a very beautiful house consisting of a ground and upper floor and a charming garden that we renovated shortly before the war, but the occupation had a different opinion regarding the barbaric bombing of civilians and homes. The occupation destroyed our dear home, which reminded me of my father, the dearest person in the world. My life, may God have mercy on him. The occupation killed every happy and even sad memory by bombing our house.

This is my aunt Rifqa, my younger brother Ahmed, in his last year of school before university. My aunt's house was next door to ours, and she had been single for years. She was not married, and since we are a small family, I have no uncles, because my father was single. It was always my duty to check on my aunt and provide her with everything from food, drink, medicine, and everything else. Before I went to university every day, I always liked to go there to have breakfast together, chat and get her approval before I went to my studies. The memories of the occupation bombing my aunt’s house also disappeared.

This our beloved home before and after Israeli bombing 💔

My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.

My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.

this is my friend Ali Al-Tababi, and my name is Ghazi Sheto, but he was closer to me than many people in my family. I met Ali at university, and we had a goal: to graduate and work together. We will stay up all night to make this dream come true. He was always at my house, playing, studying, sleeping together and going to university together. We were conjoined twins. Quote. Him and all his family members. You can see the massacre of the Tabatabai family. May God have mercy on them all. I want to fulfill my dream and my friend’s dream and bring my aunt to Egypt and build my house again if possible.

He asked for 30 thousand as compensation, less than a little for what we lost in the war. Frankly, our homes cost half a million dollars, but I asked for 30 thousand so that I could bring my aunt and protect her soul from being killed and so that she could do that. Come to Egypt safely and give her food and drink while she is stuck in northern Gaza, but unfortunately I have only collected $500 so far.

These donations will go to my aunt, the old woman stranded in the northern Gaza Strip, to give her the opportunity to travel, protect her life from being killed, and secure her daily sustenance of food and nutrition. I ask everyone who can help, do not hesitate, because we really need help. Thank you all, and I hope you don't suffer as I do. We suffered, especially my weak aunt.

i Hope you all good thanks you for our support towards our cause 🙏🤍