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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.

Face Reveal

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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 🙏🤍

Bratz Girl

I have always preferred Bratz. When I was younger, I had 3 Bratz movies on DVD. Bratz Starrin’ and Stylin’, Bratz Rock Angelz, and Bratz Genie Magic.

My aunt gave me a tin Bratz bucket when I was 10 in Mexico, I kept that all the way through high school, I LOVED Bratz. My friends grew up watching the Barbie movies, the girls in my old sorority grew up watching the Barbie movies, I, however, did not. I owned Barbies but I was never a Barbie fan, does that make sense? I want to say maybe it’s because I’m Latina, but my friends are Mexican too so that’s not it.

All I know is that me growing up watching Bratz definitely influenced my style, I love platform sneakers, I love the look of mom jeans because the pant leg is a little wider, but still sorta fitted around the thighs, I like to think I’m a Bratz Girl.

Does anyone else feel like a Bratz living in a Barbie world?

Bratz Rant

Am I the only one that does not like the Bratz Live Action movie?

Like that movie was NOT giving Bratz, like why did it seem like Jade was the only one with a passion for fashion? It would have been so cool if the movie showed how they became friends and them creating Bratz Magazine.

The Bratz movie should have been giving True Jackson VP, the fashion designer elements of That’s So Raven, and maybe the teen magazine element of The Latest Buzz since the movie came out in 2007.

Think about how in Lemonade Mouth, the movie opened up with people buying ticket at Madison Square Garden to see them perform, they were getting ready in the dressing room, about to perform, then it cut to how they formed the band?

Imagine the Bratz movie opening up with teens and people in their 20s buying the magazines from newsstands, buying Bratz brand clothes, looking up the Bratz blog, and people are about to present the latest clothing line from Bratz and I imagine Cloe narrating, saying something cheesy like “it’s not everyday 4 teen girls grow up to be fashion moguls” or something like that. They have always had a passion for fashion but they never thought about having their own magazine until one day this happened and it shows the day before they decided to create a fashion magazine. Although, to be realistic, it probably would have had started off as a blog, kinda like the movie Frenemies with Bella Thorne and Zendaya.

The point is; the official Bratz movie was not my favorite and it didn’t feel like Bratz to me, that is all.

I also really want to buy the Always Bratz Yasmin doll and the Goin’ Out Jade doll SO BAD

Boyfriend

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N’s boyfriend ditches her at the Rave’N dance but Xavier makes her night better

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors probably

A/N: Inspired by Dove Cameron’s song Boyfriend because I have played that song 303 times according to my Spotify and according to TikTok, the majority of my birth placements give off Boyfriend vibes, takes place before season 1 of Wednesday.

Also “teach me tonight” and “there’s a frog in my hand” are probably my favorite fics that I have written

Masterlist

It was the Rave’N dance, the event many Nevermore students looked forward to. Where no homework was assigned to them because of the dance and where outcasts can bring normies, if there were any cool normies, as their dates. Y/N and Enid we’re getting ready together.

“Can you help me zip up my dress?” Y/N asked Enid.

“Yeah sure, then you can help me with mine.” Enid said. Now with both girls dressed, they helped each other with their makeup. “Do you think we’re a little too overdressed?” Enid asked.

“Let’s see…I’m Hispanic, this years theme is Olympus, we may be overdressed but we’re probably the best dressed.” Y/N said. “Do you think Daniel will like it?” Daniel is Y/N’s vampire boyfriend.

“If he doesn’t, he’s a dumbass. Come on, let’s go.” Enid said. They left their room and Y/N saw Daniel in a suit ready to go. They looped their arms together and made their way to the dance. Everyone stared as Y/N and Enid walked in.

Everyone was complimenting their dresses and Y/N and Daniel sat together. Daniel was on his phone while Y/N tried to make conversation. She gave up after 10 minutes and started chatting with other people at the table while Xavier looks at her from afar.

“Can’t believe she decided to go with that guy.” Xavier said.

“He’s her boyfriend, Xavier, they kinda have to go together.” Ajax said.

“But look at them! Daniel doesn’t take her out to dance, he’s on his phone, this is a dance, they should be out dancing.” Xavier said.

“Then take her out to dance.” Ajax said. But when Xavier was going to stand up, Ajax slammed him back down on his chair. “I was kidding.”

At the table, Y/N, Enid, Kent, and Divina were talking.

“We should dance, come on, let’s go.” Divina said. Everyone was getting up beside Daniel.

“You coming, babe?” Y/N asked. She didn’t give him any nicknames in Spanish because it didn’t feel right.

“Yeah, in a minute.” Daniel said. Y/N rolled her eyes and got up to dance with Enid, Divina, and Kent. Xavier and Ajax joined them too.

“Hey Y/N, you look beautiful.” Xavier told Y/N.

“Thanks Xavier, you look very handsome. But I prefer you with your hair down, may I?” Y/N asked. Xavier nodded and crouched down so Y/N took his hair out of the ponytail, fluffed his hair a bit, and finger brushed his hair back. “There, now you look rockstar dreamy. Are you here with someone?” Y/N asked.

“I mean i came with Ajax but I don’t think that counts though.” Xavier commented and they both laughed. “You came with Daniel, right?”

“Um yeah, he’s my boyfriend so we kinda have to go together.” Y/N commented. “I’m gonna ask the DJ to play a song real quick, hold on” Y/N excused herself so she can give the DJ a request.

“Enjoying your time with Y/N?” Ajax asked Xavier.

“Very much so.” Xavier said.

“Great, now when she comes back, ask her to dance with you when a slow song comes, okay?” Ajax said, patting Xavier on the back. When Y/N came back, the DJ started playing “Propuesta Indecente” by Romeo Santos.

“Hey there, Flaquito, you wanna dance?” Y/N asked.

“Um yeah, what kind of song is this?” Xavier asked.

“It’s bachata. I’ll show you how to dance it, just put your hand on my waist right there, hold my other hand like this and follow my lead.” Y/N said. Xavier was getting a hang of the dance, everyone around them was applauding after their dance. “You were a wonderful dance partner.” Y/N said, curtsying.

“Why thank you, milady.” Xavier said. They all danced, got virgin drinks from the bar, they were all having a good time except for Daniel. He went up to Y/N who was dancing with Xavier and he said,

“Hey, I’m gonna head out.”

“What? You can’t just leave, you didn’t even get to enjoy the dance.” Y/N said.

“I have much more important stuff to do than be at some dumb dance. I’m leaving, you can stay.” Daniel said as he walked away,

“Oh I am definitely staying, bye.” Y/N said. “Sorry about that, Xavier, sometimes me da tanta hockity pockity (a phrase from a telenovela meaning ‘they make me so mad’), I can’t stand him.” Y/N said.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you with him?” Xavier asked.

“He wasn’t always like this you know.” Y/N said,

“That may be true but you deserve someone who would go dancing with you, pays attention to you, who would buy you nice things.” Xavier ranted.

“That’s a really nice thing to say Xavier but what are you getting at?” Y/N asked.

“I could be a better than him! I could do the shit that Daniel never did for you.” Xavier said,

“Xavier, you’re out of line.” Y/N said leaving the dance but Xavier followed her out. “Why are you following me?”

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable Y/N, I’m just saying you deserve so much better than Daniel Mikaelson.” Xavier said.

“How could you possibly know how my relationship is with Daniel? You don’t know shit!” Y/N said.

“I know that Daniel kissed Bianca two weeks ago by the lake.” Xavier said. “What kind of piece of shit would kiss another girl when he’s already dating you?”

“Alright, fine, so Daniel isn’t exactly the best but..” Y/N started.

“Why are you defending him?” Xavier asked.

“Why do you care?” Y/N asked.

“He doesn’t know anything about you!” Xavier shouted.

“You don’t either!” Y/N said.

“I know you named that teddy bear i won you at the fair Berlioz after one of the Aristocats are you childhood pet.” Xavier said. Y/N just stared up at him. “When we go to the movies, you prefer candy over popcorn because you had braces when you were younger (me projecting, I’m sorry), you love rewatching Pretty Woman because of Julia Robert’s hair, and you’re favorite band is Chase Atlantic because I took you to a Chase Atlantic concert when they performed in Boston over the summer.” Xavier said.

“Okay, so you know a lot of things about me, what are you trying to prove?” Y/N asked.

“I could be a better boyfriend than Daniel, I could be such a gentleman.” Xavier said and kissed Y/N’s hand. “I would have never left you at a school dance by yourself. If you two came to the dance together, you two are supposed to leave together, it’s an unwritten rule.”

“I need time to think, okay? Go back to the dance, I’ll go to my dorm.” Y/N said.

“I’ll walk you, here’s my jacket, don’t want you to get sick.” Xavier said, taking off his jacket and helping Y/N put it on. Xavier then walked Y/N to Ophelia Hall. “Here’s your stop.”

“Thank you, here’s your jacket.” Y/N said handing it back to Xavier.

“Have a good night.” Xavier said, kissing Y/N’s cheek.

“You too, Flaquito.” Y/N said.

The next day, Y/N woke up and Enid was getting dressed.

“Why did you leave the dance early? You were having so much fun with Xavier.” Enid said.

“Things got a little weird, you know? Xavier was saying how he could be a better boyfriend than Daniel and saying shit that a best guy friend shouldn’t say at all.” Y/N said.

“Xavier is not wrong, Daniel is a jackass.” Enid said.

“Yeah no, he’s a total dill-hole.” Y/N said.

“Then why are you with him?” Enid asked.

“I think of it like a Jackie and Kelso moment, Jackie deserves better but there’s something about Kelso. I’ll break with him when I see him.” Y/N said and there’s a knock on the door.

“How did you do that? I thought you said you weren’t a witch.” Enid said.

“I’m an Earth Priestess, I didn’t do anything.” Y/N said getting up to answer the door. “Hey Daniel.”

“Hey, listen, I wanted to talk.” Daniel started.

“Me too, I’m breaking up with you.” Y/N said,

“What, why?” Daniel asked.

“De verdad lo preguntas? You left me alone at the dance and you kissed Bianca Barclay two weeks ago. We’re done.” Y/N said.

“Fine, you’ll never find anyone better than me.” Daniel said.

“I already did!” Y/N shouted, slamming the door in Daniel’s face. “Im gonna change.” Y/N said and snapped her fingers so she’s dressed in a casual outfit.

“What’s the difference between a witch and earth priestess? They do exactly the same thing.” Enid said

“Earth priestesses have more powers, witches have too many rules.” Y/N said.

“Ah, makes sense.” Enid said.

“Imma look for Xavi, see you later.” Y/N said. She teleported to Xavier’s dorm hall and knocked on the door and he opened up wearing grey sweatpants and a red t shirt. “I broke up with Daniel.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Xavier said.

“Yeah, so do you really think you could be a better boyfriend than him?” Y/N asked.

“If you give the chance, i’ll try my hardest to be a better boyfriend than him.” Xavier said.

“Okay then Flaquito, I’ll give you a chance. I’ll see you in the quad.” Y/N said leaving. Xavier closed the door and then Ajax came out of his hiding spot.

“Congratulations, flaquito.” Ajax said in a teasing voice.

“Shut up, I got the girl, who are you dating? No one.” Xavier said.

“That’s out of line, man.” Ajax said. Xavier didn’t care though, he was happy.

I will be your loyal Logan supporter, promise! But I agree, he just seems so sweet and I hate how bag he was treated. I really hope we see a Prema -> IndyCar w/ Logan announcement soon, but I’m going to support him no matter what. Also, I’ve really enjoyed your Latina!Reader, especially as someone who’s not fully anything! I happen to be Half White (American) and Half Indian (Asia India, not Native, people mix that up a lot) and I love to see the traditional white reader narrative overturned!

Thank you very much! I feel like readers of different ethnicities aren’t really represented which is why I write Latina! Reader stories, although I sometimes feel like I don’t do a good job. But yeah, Logan has been treated poorly by James and the team itself if I am not mistaken. I will support him no matter what because he was the only American on the grid so of course, I got attached. I hope to hear more news from Logan himself

Like A Winner

Pairing: Lando Norris x Hispanic/Latina!Reader

Summary: Lando gets to spend time with his girlfriend…like a winner!

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: in honor of Lando winning the first GP of the season, just something quick because I do work today sadly.

Y/N was watching the GP from the McLaren garage and practically hugged all the engineers because Lando won, even after spinning out. Y/N was watching the podium celebration and once Lando spotted her, he winked, making her giggle, not used to Lando being so openly cheeky.

Once the celebration was finished, Lando got down and walked for Y/N, wrapping him arm around her waist to kiss her.

“You were great, mi vida, I’m so proud of you.” She said, once Lando pulled away from the kissed.

“Well you were watching, I had to win.” Lando confessed.

“Okay then, mi Chico fresa, what would you like to do now that you have won the Australian Grand Prix?” Y/N asked.

“What do you say to watching a movie in the hotel room?” Lando asked

“What movie did you have in mind?” Y/N asked.

“10 things I hate about you.” Lando said.

“Sounds good. What about food?” I was thinking sushi.” Y/N said and when Lando made a disgusted face, Y/N laughed. “I’m teasing, geez, you pick.”

“You know what? Just for that, we’re going golfing.” Lando said.

“Ay, fine, as long as I get to drive the golf cart.” Y/N bargained.

“Sweet thing, I’ve seen you drive, I think you’re meant to be a passenger princess.” Lando teased and Y/N smiled.

“Alright, let’s go before it rains again.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, I don’t think I want to drive in the rain again.” Lando says.

The couple walk to Lando’s car hand in hand.

“You coming with me to the Chinese Grand Prix?” Lando asked

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Y/N responded truthfully

“Good, I think you bring me good luck.” Lando said.

“You bet your ass I do.” Y/N said, making Lando laugh.

The End

Just a little blurb, hope it was sorta entertaining

Just an Inchident: F1 Boyband?

I HAVE AN IDEA!!! So because of the Austrian Grand Prix MainStage when Charles was asked if he could form an F1 band, who would be in the band, how do we feel about a Band AU? Just like the end of the interview, the band’s name will be called “just an inchident” because Charles Leclerc is NEVER living that down.

Like Charles will play the keyboard since he plays piano, I believe Lando would be better as “the battery” (drums) player like Charles first said, Lewis is obviously lead singer, I know Charles said Carlos would play triangle but I think bass or guitar would be cool.

BUT if we made Lando the guitar player, Carlos can play bass because they compliment each other for sure!!! But who would be the drummer? If we’re going off the Mercedes IG post it could either be George Russell or Max Verstappen. I’ll give you my lineup:

Option 1

Lewis Hamilton: Lead singer

Charles Leclerc: Keyboardist

Lando Norris: Drummer

Carlos Sainz: Bassist

George Russell: Lead guitarist

Option 2

Lewis Hamilton: Lead singer

Charles Leclerc: Keyboardist

Lando Norris: Lead guitarist

Carlos Sainz: Bassist

Max Verstappen: Drummer

So if y’all want an F1 Band AU…

Heyy can you write an oneshot of charles dating andrea (his personal trainer) daughter and how andrea would react

Ooh YES!! Imagine the drama, I love it. I hope this is what you wanted and if I wasn’t, hope you liked it anyway!

My Trainer’s Daughter

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Ferrari! Reader

Summary: Charles is dating Y/N Ferrari, the daughter of Andrea, in secret

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors.

A/N: i have loved getting requests from everyone, feel free to request any more ideas. And yes, the title is unoriginal, I know, I couldn’t think of anything.

The day Charles met Y/N Ferrari was a day he would never forget. It was when he was doing his winter training for the 2023 F1 season. He was supposed to meet Andrea at the training camp so he was surprised when he saw a woman he has never seen before on the treadmill.

“Excuse me, did you know you are trespassing?” Charles asked, Y/N stopped her treadmill and took off her headphones.

“Che cosa?” Y/N asked

“Stai sconfinando, vattene prima che chiami la sicurezza.” Charles threatened in Italian. The woman rolled her eyes and when Charles was about to say something, Andrea appeared.

“Ah Charles, i see you have met my daughter, Y/N.” Andrea said, gesturing at Y/N who smiled like she has won.

“I didn’t know you had a daughter. What is she doing here?” Charles asked.

“She was in Italy, I haven’t seen her since she moved out so I invited her. I hope you don’t mind.” Andrea said.

“But I’m supposed to film some shots for my blog.” Charles said.

“Calmati, bambola, i promise not to get in the way. You could always crop me out if that’s what you want.” Y/N said.

“Oh so you do speak English.” Charles said.

“Yeah I do,” Y/N said.

“Okay, let’s focus on your training, Charles. You’re doing great, cuore, ti amo.” Andrea said.

“Ti amo anch’io papà.” Y/N said, before she put on her headphones and continued to run on the treadmill.

Charles was staring at the woman, she was as fiery as she was beautiful. There were moments where he had to stop himself from staring too much because he was positive that Andrea would kill him. Y/N didn’t fall far behind, she was also staring at Charles during certain exercises, who wouldn’t stare at the beautiful monegasque? Both finished their exercises after 2 hours (I’m assuming)

“Great work, Charles. Y/N, you want to go grab food?” Andrea asked.

“Sure, papà, let me just pack my things. They have a shower her?” Y/N asked.

“Yes. Charles, show her please, I have to change and get my wallet from my room.” Andrea left the hotel gym which just leaves Charles and Y/N.

“Sorry about threatening you. It’s just this gym was booked for my session so when I saw you here, I thought you were a fan.” Charles explained.

“A fan on the treadmill? Why the hell would a fan be on the treadmill if they so desperately wanted to meet you?” Y/N asked.

“I Don’t know, to appear normal. Anyway, I’m sorry, I had no idea Andrea was your father.” Charles said.

“Don’t worry about it, bambola.” Y/N said.

“Why do you call me bambola?” Charles asked.

“Because you have a pretty face like a doll, hence the name bambola. These are the showers?” Y/N asked, pointing to the door.

“Yep, these are the showers.” Charles said,

“Alright, thank you, I’ll see you around Charles.” Y/N said, before entering the shower room.

“See you around, Y/N.” Charles said.

From that moment on, every time Charles had a training session with Andrea, Y/N would always be there. There were moments where Y/N and Charles would hang out alone and one of those hang outs led to a very important question.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” Charles asked as Y/N was eating her pasta. She finished chewing and swallowed.

“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” Y/N asked.

“Would you like to go on a date with me? A proper date.” Charles clarified.

“Oh bambola, my dad would kill you. His top client going out with his daughter? Can you imagine the drama that would ensue?” Y/N asked.

“Which is why it will be a secret.” Charles said.

“A secret? Oh yeah, because that always turns out so well,” Y/N commented sarcastically.

“Think about it, we can go out on a few date, if it doesn’t work out, we never have to tell Andrea.” Charles said.

“Okay, I can live with that, my dad would never have to know.” Y/N said.

“What do you mean he would never have to know? Are you saying you’re positive this won’t work out?” Charles asked.

“You literally said the same thing!” Y/N exclaimed.

“I was convincing you to go out with me!” Charles exclaimed back.

“Fine, we’ll go out. Tomorrow night sound alright for you?” Y/N asked.

“Yes it does.” Charles said.

Well that first date turned out to be such a success that they have actually been dating for 4 months which means it was time to tell Andrea. They were in the gym, Andrea was sitting down, scrolling on his phone.

“Good morning, Andrea, are you ready?” Charles asked.

“I am but i have one question.” Andrea stated. Charles nodded for him to continue. “Why the hell were you on a yacht with my daughter?” Andrea asked and shoved the phone in Charles’s face. “Care to explain?”

“That’s what we are here to tell you. Charles and I have been dating for 4 months.” Y/N said.

“Four months?!? And you’re telling me now?!?” Andrea exclaimed.

“I wanted to know if we would work first, he’s not really my type.” Y/N said.

“Excuse me, I’m not your type?” Charles asked offendedly.

“I’m trying to make him feel better, chill out bambola.” Y/N said turning to face Charles. She then faces her dad. “But charles has been a perfect gentleman. He holds the door open for me, he carries my bags when we go shopping, picks me up with flowers when we go on dates, he’s a great guy, papà.” Y/N said. Andrea stands up and goes over to Charles.

“If you hurt my little girl..” Andrea started

“I won’t, sir, I swear, I would rather quit Ferrari than hurt Y/N.” Charles said.

“Good answer. Now let’s get to training.” Andrea said

The moment Andrea found out they were dating, it was hilarious. Charles’s training sessions became more difficult.

“Can’t have my princess dating a weak man, now can i?” Andrea says and Y/N just watches as her father tortures her boyfriend. After Charles’s workout, Y/N goes to him.

“How you feeling, bambola?” Y/N asked him, rubbing his back.

“I’m fine, ma belle, your father is right, if I’m going to be your boyfriend and protect you, i can’t be weak.” Charles said,

“Ha ha, get up so we can get some food.” Y/N said,

When they travelled together, Andrea would give them a curfew, not just because of the race events Charles had, but because he’s such a protective dad.

“I want you two back here by midnight.” Andrea said.

“Yes papà.” Y/N said,

“Yes sir.” Charles said before the two left the hotel to go somewhere. “Your dad took us dating way better that I thought.”

“Tell me about it. I guess it comes with you two knowing each other for a long time since you started F1.” Y/N said.

“You’re right. So Mon ange, am I your type now?” Charles asked and Y/N laughed.

“My god, bambola, let that go already.” Y/N said, charles laughed with her until she placed her hands on the back of his neck. “You have always been my type, I like boy with brown fluffy hair and blue green eyes.”

“And I like girls with (your color) hair and (your color) eyes.” Charles said before they kissed. “Can’t believe I’m dating my trainer’s daughter.”

“And I can’t believe I’m dating an F1 driver. I am wishing you luck on tomorrow’s qualifying session.” Y/N said,

“As long as your there, my good luck charm, I’m sure quali will go well.” Charles said, they kissed again before walking to a little bar near the hotel.

The End

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