My Trainer’s Daughter

Heyy con you write some headcanons or a oneshot ab charles dating a emo girl and she plays bass in a band too?

Hi!! So I’ll try my best, I think some headcanons would be easier for me, I don’t know much about emo culture

Emo girlfriend headcanons

Whenever Charles has time, he will be watching his girlfriend’s performance, he’ll be the loudest one cheering

If Y/N has a performance when Charles has a race, he will FaceTime her and ask if she has received the flowers he sent her, because he will obviously sent her flowers

I think Charles would try to listen to the type of music she likes

He is definitely the kind of guy that would buy her things that fit her emo look

In interviews, he would find a way to bring up her band. “Charles, what is your favorite song right now?” “Oh right now it’s xxxx by my girlfriend’s band, xxxxx, they’re really good”

Whenever Charles has events, he brings Y/N with him and lets her be herself. She wants to do her makeup like she does for the band? He’s supporting her and complimenting her as she does her makeup

He would be the first person to comment on her band’s Instagram whenever they post

He will add that he’s listening to her band’s music on his Instagram stories

Whenever an interviewer or random person comments about his relationship, saying that Y/N doesn’t seem like his type, Charles shuts them down immediately, defending Y/N, and saying he’s happier with her than he has ever been with his exes

Overall, Charles would be a great and supportive boyfriend

You’re On Speaker

Pairing: Lando Norris x Hispanic/Latina!Reader

Summary: When Y/N calls Lando without knowing he was in the car with Max Fewtrell

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors, implied +18 activities

A/N: inspired by Derek Morgan’s and Penelope Garcia’s friendship since I picked up Criminal Minds again. I AM WORKING ON MY REQUESTS, I SWEAR, but those are kinda like LONG fics so in the meantime, I’ll post some blurbs

Y/N was going to Lando’s apartment to surprise him since she got an earlier flight from visiting her family in (the Latin American country your parents are from). How we, when she entered his apartment, he wasn’t there.

“Well there goes my surprise.” Y/N mutters. She pulls out her phone to call him.

Lando was driving around Monaco with Max, who has been staying in a hotel for the past 3 days with P, they were singing along to whatever song Lando had playing until it stopped when he saw Y/N was calling him.

“You have Y/N saves on your phone as ‘babygirl’? You’re so whipped, mate.” Max said.

“Shut up, you muppet.” Lando said before accepting her call. “Hey babygirl, how’s your family?”

“They’re good, I’m in Monaco right now, in your apartment, actually.” Y/N said and Lando smiled

“No way, baby!” Lando exclaimed.

“Yeah so imagine my surprise when I came to your apartment in your favorite outfit…” Y/N started and Lando knew where this was going

“Baby..” Lando said so Max won’t hear and Max is happily listening, trying to hold in his laughter.

“In your favorite lingerie, I bought a few other sets too, I was thinking you would unwrap…” Y/N was interrupted

“Babygirl, you’re on speaker, I’m with Max.” Lando finally said. There was a bit of silence.

“Hey Max, how you doin’?” Y/N asked, little embarrassed.

“Oh I’m great.” Max said in between laughs.

“Lando, next time I’m on speaker, tell me I’m on speaker!” Y/N yelled.

“How was I supposed to know you were going to be talking about that?” Lando asked

“You need to warn a girl, like damn.“ Y/N said.

“Hate to break this up, but I’m still in the car.” Max said.

“Talk to you later, babygirl.” Lando said.

“I’ll see you at your place, fresita.” Y/N said before hanging up the phone.

“Fresita? How adorable.” Max teased Lando.

“That’s it, I’m dropping you off.” Lando said

“Oh come on, man, I’m your best friend.” Max said.

“And I have my girlfriend waiting for me so I’m dropping you off.” Lando said.

The End

Hope y’all liked it at least a little bit

Once Upon A Dream

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Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Xavier has been having dreams about a certain girl for days and he finally got to meet her in person

Warning: the reader is a seer, they have visions whenever they touch something with supernatural energy, not like Wednesday

A/N: based off the Disney song from Sleeping Beauty because I LOVE that song.

Another night, another dream about the same girl. Her flowing hair and kind eyes plagued his thoughts. His latest paintings were about the girl. He has no idea who she is, he has never seen her in Nevermore or in Jericho in passing. Maybe it was a figment of his imagination, that he is tired of being single after breaking up with Bianca and striking out with Wednesday. Whatever the reason is, he wants these dreams to stop.

The next morning, Xavier was talking with Ajax at breakfast. “Dude, you’ll never guess what I learned in history class.” Ajax started, Xavier just started at him.

“What could you have possibly learned that Can make you so excited?” Xavier asked him, taking a bite of his food.

“Well for starters, it could help you! So we were talking about the history of psychics and there was a section about the ones who have visions through their dreams, that’s you. Apparently, if you have a dream about the same person multiple nights in a row, it is a possibility that you two are bonded, making them your soulmate, and that you will meet them soon.” Ajax explained. Xavier was moving his mouth without saying anything, looking like a fish out of water.

“How the hell am I getting a soulmate at 16? Why does the world work like this?” Xavier asked exasperated.

“The thing is, everyone gets those dreams at different times, this women had a dream about her soulmate at age 25. It’s not like they got married right then and there. For all we know, the soulmate bond thing could be platonic and the person you’ve been dreaming about could just be your best friend until death. The other person would have dreams about you too, there’s no way to know if the soulmate bond is romantic or platonic unless you guys have spent enough time with each other because YOU get to choose whether you stay platonic or not. Like how cool is that? It’s still your choice!” Ajax exclaimed, trying to make his best friend feel better about the dreams he has been having.

“So you’re telling me that the person I’ve been dreaming about could either be my best friend or my lover, and only we could choose whether or not we stay friends or become something else?” Xavier asked Ajax for clarification.

“That is exactly what I’m saying. But since you keep having these dreams, maybe you will meet them sooner than you think.” Ajax said, patting Xavier’s back comfortingly.

Maybe Ajax was right, maybe there’s no “written in the stars” bullshit that romance novels will have you believe, Xavier was still in control and that made him feel so much better about these dreams. As breakfast came to an end, they went botany class that’s being taught by a new teacher after the whole…Crackstone thing. Classes went on, then lunch, then the rest of classes. Maybe his soulmate isn’t going to meet him today, there is always tomorrow.

Meanwhile Y/N was taking a nap after she finished packing her things to go to Nevermore Academy tomorrow. She kept dreaming of a tall brunette with shoulder length hair and hazel eyes. This is the fifth time she has dreamt of the boy. Y/N woke up after hearing her mother yelling.

“Amor, ya está la cena, ven a comer antes que se te enfríe (Dinner is ready, come eat before your food gets cold).” Y/N got out of bed to go eat her dinner

Now it was nighttime, both Xavier and Y/N went to sleep, thinking about each other. The dream was different than before. In both their dreams, it was only glimpses of the other person, however in this dream, they were both on a date. Xavier and Y/N were walking together hand in hand through the woods. To Y/N is was a random place, to Xavier it was the woods in his way to the art shed. When they made it to a lake, they sat on the deck and began having a picnic, everything was going well and…The alarm sounded in both Xavier’s and Y/N’s room.

Xavier woke up, got dressed, and went to his art shed. What does this new development in his dreams? What does this mean? Was he going to meet her today? Why was this dream so different from the others? Xavier started painting what he remembered from his dream, the two of them in front of the lake.

Y/N got into her parents car to go to Nevermore. She was very nervous and couldn’t get that dream out of her head, who was he? The car ride was short and said goodbye to her parents since they already talked to the new principal yesterday while Y/N packed. The principal showed Y/N around and gave her a uniform so she can change in the dorm she will be sharing with Yoko. Once she changed, Yoko showed her around and they went to the quad to get breakfast together. When they shook hands, Y/N had a vision of Yoko drinking blood from a human and showing her fangs, Y/N took her hand back as she shuddered.

“Did you have a vision? What did you see? Like did you see the future? Are you psychic?” Yoko was asking Y/N question after question.

“Um, I had a vision, I saw you drinking a human’s blood, I don’t see the future, I see the supernatural, and I’m a seer, not psychic.” Y/N answered her questions in order.

“Oh, yeah, I’m a vampire but I don’t drink straight from the vein, I use blood bags. So how do your seer powers work?” Yoko clarified.

“That’s good. It works by touch, sort of. If I touch something of supernatural energy, like yourself, I get like a quick rundown of what you are, basically the backstory. It’s pretty useful actually.” Y/N said, explaining her power as they were eating.

“That’s so cool, Wednesday is kinda has that ability. If she touches something or someone, she can see the past or future. But it comes to her at random, like sometimes it’s things that you would never believe.” Yoko explained.

“That’s interesting. She’s classified as a psychic because she sees the future, right?” Y/N asked.

“Yep.” Yoko said. Their breakfast continued and Y/N saw a boy walk into the quad, he looked so familiar and when she got a closer look at him, it was the boy from her dreams, no manches. “Who are you staring at?” Yoko asked before she turned to see who caught Y/N’s eyes. “Oh, that’s Xavier, he’s psychic and he’s an artist. He’s single, in case you were wondering.”

“I wasn’t wondering that, he just looks familiar, that’s all.” Y/N said.

Xavier noticed someone staring at him so he looked at the tables and he saw her, the girl that he’s been dreaming about. He quickly got breakfast and sat next to Ajax.

“Ajax, do you know who’s sitting with Yoko?” Xavier asked the gorgon.

“You scared me, by the way, thank you for seeing if I’m okay. And I don’t know much, I think her name is Y/N though, why?” Ajax asked and then he realizes why Xavier asked and gasped, “That’s the girl you’ve been dreaming about!” Ajax shouted excitedly and Xavier covered his mouth.

“Oh yeah, say it louder, I don’t think Enid heard you!” Xavier whisper shouted before taking his hand away from Ajax’s mouth. Breakfast went by quickly and they and to go to their first class they shared.

“Good morning, class. We have a new student, her name is Y/N, and she’s a seer, sit next to Mr. Thorpe. Xavier, raise your hand.” Xavier did and Y/N smiled shyly before sitting next to him.

“I know you.” Y/N whispered to Xavier.

“Oh really?” Xavier asked.

“I’ve walked with you once upon a dream. I’m glad I get to put a name to that face I’ve been dreaming about.” Y/N commented.

“Tell me about it, you’ve been driving me crazy since I dreamt about you.” Xavier said.

“Same here. I don’t really know what these dreams mean though, after all, I’m just a seer, not a full blown psychic.” Y/N said playing with the bracelet on her left wrist.

“Let’s just say we are connected, we have a bond.” Xavier said. Y/N nodded her head. “Would you like to go to the Weathervane after school? We could get to know each other better. It’s the least you can do after haunting my dreams.” Xavier whispered laughing.

“I’d love to, it’s a date then.” Y/N whispered before paying attention to their teacher. Both Y/N and Xavier smiling, maybe they’ll be more than platonic soulmates, only time will tell.

A-Tisket, A-Tasket

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Normie Hispanic!Reader

Summary: The town of Jericho have a basket bidding event where the person with the highest bid gets to eat with the person who made the picnic basket

Warning: none

A/N: another Xavier Thorpe fanfic inspired by a Gilmore Girls episode because Xavier Thorpe as Jess Mariano is literally chef’s kiss in my mind and this festival takes place before the events of the show.

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Y/N was preparing her picnic basket for the Bid-On-A-Basket Festival hosted by Mayor Noble Walker, sponsored by Pilgrim World.

“Mami, ya terminaron las galletas? (Mom, are the cookies done)” Y/N asked her mom.

“Ya casi, estás segura que quieres poner alfajores en el basket? Quien sabe quien lo va a comprar, puede ser ese hijo del sheriff (almost, are you sure you want to add cookies in the basket? Who knows who would bid on it, maybe the sheriff’s kid).” Y/N’s mom said, checking on the oven.

“Prefiero que sea el hijo del sheriff que el hijo del mayor (I would rather have it be the sheriff’s kid than the mayor’s kid). “Y/N said. She checked the oven and took out the cookie tray. “Perfecto. Pongo 6 en el tupper y el resto es para la casa. Haremos la pasta mañana, verdad? (Perfect. I’ll put 6 in the Tupperware and the rest is for us. We’re gonna make the pasta tomorrow, right?)” Y/N asked her mom.

“No no no, tú lo harás, yo me tengo que preocupar por mi propio basket, este pueblito es tan raro, ya me voy a dormir, buenas noches (You’re gonna make the pasta, I gotta worry about my own basket, this town is so weird, I’m going to bed, good night).”

“Buenas noches, mami, luego me voy a dormir (good night, I’ll go to sleep later).” Y/N said. She kissed her mom’s cheek and her mom went to her room. Y/N took the cookies off the Cookie tray and put caramel on two cookies to sandwich them together to make alfajores and dusted some powdered sugar on top. Once she had 6 alfajores, she put them in the Tupperware to set aside in the fridge. Y/N then decided to make a batch of mini cupcakes, while mixing the batter, she gets a FaceTime call from her boyfriend, Xavier.

“Hey sweetheart, are you still baking?” Xavier asked.

“Hey flaquito, Im just mixing the cupcake batter for our mini cupcakes.” Y/N said.

“You don’t have to go all out, pretty girl, I’m fine with just a sandwich.” Xavier said,

“No, you haven’t had homemade food since…” Y/N started but Xavier interrupted.

“Since the last time you made me food. Sometimes I think you’re trying to fatten me up so no other girls would look at me.” Xavier joked,

“I’m Latina, my love language is cooking, deal with it, cariño.” Y/N said, after mixing the batter, she poured it in the cupcake tray.

“So what else are you going to be making?” Xavier asked.

“I want the rest of the basket to be a surprise. I cant believe you’re actually going to this.” Y/N said as she placed the cupcake tray in the oven.

“It may be a podunk town but you’re still my girl,I can’t have anyone else bid on your basket,” Xavier stated.

“I guess that’s true. Are you sure Rowan is okay with you staying up talking to me?” Y/N asked.

“He’s fine, He’s already asleep anyway, his telekinesis wears him out.” Xavier said. They were talking until Xavier called it a night. Y/N waited until the mini cupcakes were done. She took them out of the oven, waited until they cooled down, and frosted them with her homemade frosting, she put them in the fridge and went to her room.

Y/N then woke up at 9am so she had time to shower, get dressed, do her hair and skincare routine, and make the rest of the food for Xavier which included a pressed sandwich and linguine with vodka sauce and shrimp. She then packed a bag of chips, some soda cans, the cupcakes, and alfajores. She poured the pasta in two containers and whatever was left in the pot she made it in, Y/N decided to eat. It was 11:30 so Y/N brushed her teeth and then took the basket to the Jericho park where everyone was,

“Good morning, Mayor, here’s my basket.” Y/N said as she hands him the basket she made.

“Ooh, this is a nice one. Thank you.” Noble said and put the basket with the other. Y/N stood next to her friend who also made a basket.

“Hey, what did you put in your basket this year?” Y/N’s friend, Maddie asked.

“I baked last night and cooked this morning.” Y/N said,

“Ever since you learned to cook, you go all out on the basket.” Maddie said,

“It’s tradition.” Y/N said, they kept talking until Y/N saw Xavier get out of an Uber. “Mi amor, you made it!” Y/N said hugging Xavier when he got closer.

“Of course, which basket is yours?” Xavier asked.

“It’s the one with the pink bow.” Y/N said

“You’re so lucky You’re boyfriend Can bid on your basket. I swear if Lucas bid’s on mine, I’ll puke.” Maddie said,

“Hello everyone, it is now noon so let’s start the auction!” Noble said. “This auction is brought to you by Pilgrim World! Let’s start with this small basket, the starting price is three dollars.” Different people where bidding and it was sold at $15. “Sold to the blonde in the back, this basket was made by Sarah Geller, enjoy your lunch.” Noble said as the blonde boy went to him to pick up the basket and Sarah joined him. This is how the process went on until Noble Walker picked out the basket with the pastel pink bow. “Now this basket is pretty, big, and made with love, let’s start the bidding at $10.”

“Ten dollars!” Xavier yelled, raising his hand.

“Alright $10, do i hear 15?” Noble asked.

“15 dollars!” Another voice shouted out. Both Y/N and Xavier turned around to see Tyler in the corner with his hand raised. Xavier rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Xavier said,

“Relax, it’s fine.” Y/N said,

“Okay, $15, do i hear $20?” Noble asked.

“20 bucks!” Xavier shouted.

“$30!” Tyler yelled.

“$40!” Xavier yelled, Y/N was just watching this interaction.

“$60!” Tyler yelled.

“100 dollars!” Xavier yelled, Tyler looked hesitant to keep going and finally put his hand down.

“Sold at 100 dollars to the Nevermore kid in the back, this basket was made by Y/N L/N, enjoy your lunch, son.” Noble said, handing Xavier the basket as he went up.

“Come on, let’s go by the lake to we can eat.” Xavier said. They walked to the lake and sat down at the dock. Xavier began taking out the contents of the basket. “Aw, my angel went all out for me, huh?” Xavier said, kissing Y/N’s blushing face.

“I also went all out for me, the pasta I made was so good, I really hope you like it.” Y/N said.

“I’m sure I will, darling.” Xavier said, he opened the Tupperware and grabbed one of the forks that Y/N packed and tasted the pasta. “It turned out really good, my love.” Y/N then took out her Tupperware of pasta and grabbed the other fork and began to eat.

“Thank you, I can’t even imagine what would happen if Tyler won the auction.” Y/N said.

“Don’t even think about it, I’m sure I would have killed him.” Xavier said.

“With what muscles, Flaquito? Ajax is built better than you.” Y/N said giggling.

“When did you see Ajax’s muscles?” Xavier said,

“I follow him on Instagram.” Y/N said. Xavier finished his container of pasta and then unwrapped the sandwich Y/N made, took one half and gave the other half to Y/N.

“I have to come over to your house more often.” Xavier said.

“Then you’re going to have to meet my parents the old fashioned way because they’re going to be asking questions like ‘where’s all the food?’” Y/N said, imitating her parents’ accent when they speak English.

“Oh right…yeah, I’m not ready to meet your parents, my Spanish is horrible.” Xavier said,

“I thought you were learning.” Y/N said.

“I am, my accent and pronunciation are horrible though.” Xavier said. They kept talking and eating until everything in the basket was finished besides the mini cupcakes. “Well my love, you made an excellent picnic.” Xavier said, kissing her.

“Why thank you, guapo. Now let’s walk these calories off.” Y/N said. Xavier got up and he helped Y/N get up too. They were walking around Jericho and bumped into Tyler. “Oh, Hey Tyler, who’s basket did you end up bidding on?” Y/N asked, trying to be friendly.

“Maddie’s basket, actually. Although I’m sure your food tasted so much better.” Tyler subtly flirted. Xavier than wrapped his arm around Y/N’s waist.

“Oh trust me, her food was amazing, everything was homemade besides the chips and soda. It’s she wonderful?” Xavier asked hypothetically, kissing Y/N’s forehead, “marking his territory”.

“Yeah, she goes to my school, I know how wonderful she can be, she helps a lot during the bake sales and class Christmas ‘parties’”. Tyler said, clenching his jaw.

“Well, nice taking to you, we gotta go, I’ll see you on Monday, Tyler.” Y/N said, practically pushing Xavier away from Tyler. “Why must you be so territorial?” Y/N asked.

“Like I said before, you’re my girl, and I need to send a message to Tyler. What happens in your normie school anyway? Are you and Tyler in the same classes or..?” Xavier asked.

“Yes, we are in the same classes, nothing happens in normie school, we study together with other friends too. Nothing has happened between me and Tyler.” Y/N said,

“Okay, good. Now how do we end this afternoon?” Xavier asked

“How about you come over to my house, it will be fun, I can show you how to cook.” Y/N offered.

“Alright, sounds like fun. You can give my cooking lessons while I give you art lessons.” Xavier said.

“It sounds like a fair trade to me. We can make this a weekly thing, do you want to choose what we cook or will I?” Y/N asked.

“One week I choose, the other week you choose.” Xavier suggested.

“Sounds fair. I was thinking we start with something easy, I’ll show you how to make Mexican rice, let’s go.” Y/N said, grabbing Xavier’s hand so they can walk to her house.

The End

Mini-series of Xavier and Y/N giving each other lessons and Xavier formally meeting Y/N’s parents?

I Can’t Say I’m In Love

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Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Though Xavier knows he has strong feelings for Y/N, but he has no idea what those feelings are and how to tell her.

A/N: inspired by I Can’t Say I’m In Love, an unreleased song by R5. Y/N is a natural witch and has chaos magic like the Scarlet Witch, takes places BW (Before Wednesday). Also sorry for not posting much, I have gripa (the flu) right now

Heart’s beating faster, might need some surgery

Natural disaster, you’re taking over me

And I st-st-stutter, visions are blurry

There ain’t no other that brings me to my knees

Y/N and Xavier have been dating for a few months, every time Xavier picks Y/N up for their little picnic date by the lake or coffee dates at the Weathervane, his heart beats faster than ever. Y/N basically takes over his thoughts, and we’re not talking about her powers, she would never use them on him.

“Hola, mi flaquito precioso, are you ready to go to the art shed? I brought a sweater just in case I’m cold and some food for us. I promise I won’t distract you.” Y/N commented, hugging Xavier, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Sure, baby, I’ll put on my sneakers and we’ll go.” Xavier said as he kissed the top of her head. Xavier would do anything Y/N said, she was the only person that could bring him to his knees.

And it gets so hot whenever we’re a lone

But I can’t say I’m in love

No I won’t

They were in the art shed, Y/N was eating some of the food she brought, occasionally feeding some to Xavier so he won’t get his hands or painting dirty. Xavier finished his masterpiece and walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

“It looks beautiful, amor, you are very talented.” Y/N said, kissing him. Xavier then placed his hands on her hips and began deepening the kiss, Y/N broke the kiss. “I love you, Xavi, I love you very much.” This wasn’t the first time Y/N had expressed her affection to the artist. She already told him two weeks ago. Instead of answering, Xavier kept kissing her and then pulled away.

“Let’s get the shed cleaned up then I’ll walk you to your dorm, okay.” Xavier said.

“Yeah, sure.” Y/N replied sadly, thinking today might be the day that Xavier would reciprocate. Xavier walked Y/N to her dorm and kissed her goodnight. Xavier walked back to his dorm as well.

I don’t know what love is

But I know I’ve never felt like this

Your kiss is magic, like a circle, yeah it’s perfectness

I could say yes, tell you it too

You say it first, it’s easy for you

Even though I know that it’s true

I can’t say I’m in love

Xavier is laying in bed, thinking about his time with Y/N. He has never received this level of affection from his dad. He doesn’t think he has seen his dad say “I love you” to his mom either. He never had an example of love, he doesn’t know what love is. He, however, knows that he feels comfortable and safe with Y/N. She feel like home to him, he had this strong instinct to protect her from anything and anyone, he feels fireworks whenever they kiss, he just can’t communicate his feelings.

The next day, everyone was at breakfast, Y/N was talking to Enid about Xavier.

“I don’t know, Enid. I just feel that Xavier isn’t…100 percent in our relationship. It’s not even the fact that he won’t say ‘I love you’, okay, I mean, that’s part of it, but like…last night he was weird.” Y/N said playing with her food.

“But like, how weird was he?” Enid asked

“He wanted to clean up his art shed. Like he pulled away from our kiss to say that we should clean up the art shed. You’ve seen it, there are things all over the place.” Y/N said

“I don’t know about him not being 100 percent in the relationship, Ajax says Xavier talks about you all the time.” Enid said, she would have continued but Xavier came up behind Y/N, hugged her, and kissed her cheek.

“Hey darling, what were you talking about?” Xavier asked.

“Nothing much, Xavi, I love you.” Y/N said. Xavier leaned in and kissed her softly, his hand thumbs caressing her cheeks. The bell rings as he pulls away, smiling. “I’ll meet you in class, I need to talk to Enid about something.” Xavier nodded understandingly, kissed her goodbye, and walked to class. “Do you see what i mean? I say that I love him and he just kisses me.”

“Xavier has a hard time expressing his emotions, Y/N.” Ajax said coming up to them. “With a father like his, it’s very hard to express his love for you verbally, which is why he’s very touchy with you. Don’t tell him I said that though, now let’s go to class before we’re marked late.” The three of them ran to class and sat in their seats before the second bell rang.

P-paranoia

It’s running through my veins

I got to know ya, that was the end for me

And I know I got you holding on to words that I can’t say

And everything you feel for me just know I feel the same

Xavier was thinking about the time they first met. The day Xavier and Y/N were partnered for a botany class project, he knew he was a goner, she took his breath away. It wasn’t until they hung out in the Weathervane did he realize he was down bad for her and asked her out on a date. Now fast forward 5 months and he feels like he’s been leading Y/N on. Every time they’re together and Y/N says those three words, she looks at him with big eyes, hoping that Xavier would say it back but it’s been two weeks and nothing. Xavier has very strong feelings for Y/N and he hopes that she knows that. After class, Xavier and Y/N were in his room.

“Flaquito, do you think we can watch a movie?” Y/N asked.

“Anything for you, sweetheart, what do you want to watch?” Xavier asked.

“10 things I hate about you, it’s a classic.” Y/N says.

“Yeah sure, baby. You know there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, right?” Xavier asked, grabbing her chin softly so she could look up at him.

“Yeah, i know.” Y/N answered.

Open up my heart, open up my mind

Everything has changed to color from black and white

Everything I see is a new reality

Baby, this is love

Is this love? Is this love?

Yeah this is love

Xavier was in Ajax’s room talking, after walking Y/N back to her room

“Ajax, I’ve been with Y/N for almost 6 months and I still can’t say I love her.” Xavier said.

“Dude, what does she make you feel? How does she make you feel? Maybe if you talk to out, you’ll figure it out.” Ajax recommended.

“She makes me feel like I’ve seen color for the first time, she makes me feel complete. When we kiss, i feel fireworks, when we hug I feel safe. I miss her when she’s not around, I think about her all the time, I always want be around her.” Xavier explained. Ajax smiled widely. “What are you smiling about?”

“Xavier, dude, that feeling is love.” Ajax said.

“This is love?” Xavier asked.

“Yep. That whole firework kiss thing is definitely love. Tell her you love her tomorrow though, it’s Saturday and a lot of people will be out in Jericho, you’ll have some privacy.” Ajax said

I know what love is

And I know I’ve never felt like this

Your kiss is magic, like a circle yeah it’s perfectness

I could say yes, tell you it too

I say it first, only for you

I could say yes, tell you it too

I say it first, only for you

Im starting to realize that it’s true

I say it first, only for you

There’s only one thing left to do

Say baby I love you

Baby I’m in love with you

Baby, I love you

The next day, Y/N slept in because she’s been having trouble sleeping, Yoko left to Jericho with Enid, but she was waken up by incessant knocking.

“Ay chingada madre, ya voy, me vas a tirar la puerta si sigues tocando así (Fucking hell, im coming, you’re gonna break the door down if you keep knocking like that).” Y/N said to no one in particular and saw Xavier. “Amor, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to be in Jericho with Ajax.”

“No no no, i had something important to tell you.” Xavier said, Y/N motioned him to come inside the dorm and Xavier sat on her bed. “Okay, I wanted to say that I love you, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry, I just hallucinated, what?” Y/N asked. Xavier grabbed her hands to pull her closer.

“I love you, I was talking to Ajax and he made me realized that all the things I feel about is love. I know I haven’t said it back in the two weeks you have told me that you loved me because i didn’t know how to verbalize it but now I can.” Xavier said

“Xavi, you are so sweet.” Y/N said.

“I’m in love with you, Y/N, now that I can say it, I will tell you everyday.” Xavier said and they kissed. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Xavi.” Y/N said.

Not my best but I hope you like it

tysm for writing Fiancé Girlfriend, I loved it and it was exactly what i wanted<3

So happy you loved it! If you have any other ideas, feel free to ask! It helps the creative process, please read my other Charles Leclerc one shots if you haven’t done so!

Ringtone

Summary: how the drivers react to the ringtone Y/N puts for their contact

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE, as you can see, I am alive, not that I want to be, jaja. I have mild depression so I can joke about this. ANYWAY drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz Jr. and Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Charles was in his apartment, washing dishes and Y/N was walking all over the living room, practically tearing the couch apart.

“Mon coeur, what are you doing?” Charles asked.

“Looking for my phone. It’s not in my bag, it’s not in the car, I don’t know where it could possibly be.” Y/N said.

“Want me to call it?” Charles asked, drying his hands on the towel.

“If you can, muñeco, that would be great.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, I’m on it.” Charles said, getting his phone from the charger and calling you ‘Mon Coeur ❤️’

Then her ringtone started playing.

“Baby said When you're talking, I go dead Shut your mouth, give me your head (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to Baby said Let me taste your silhouette You can talk between my legs (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to”

Y/N found it the cupboard where they keep their wine glasses.

“Thanks, muñeco.” Y/N said, kissing him but Charles started at her. “What?”

“That’s my ringtone?” Charles asked

“Yes. You like Måneskin, I thought it would be fitting.” Y/N said, putting her phone to charge.

“But ‘baby said’? Specifically the chorus?” Charles asked.

“If you don’t like it, I can change it.” Y/N stated but Charles kisses her passionately.

“I didn’t say I wanted you to change it. In fact, I think I would like to talk between your legs.” Charles smirked.

“Damn, muñeco. I guess we could since you really want to.” Y/N said and they went to the bedroom.

Lando Norris

“Fresita!” Y/N called Lando from the other room. He paused his video game and went to where Y/N was.

“What happened, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

“I lost my phone again.” Y/N pouted. Lando laughed, shaking his head as he pulled out his phone.

“I will get you one of the straps for your phone so you won’t lose it. How do you lose it so often?” Lando asked, clicking on your contact ‘Babygirl ❤️’

“I don’t know.” Y/N replied and she heard her phone ringing.

“It's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what? It's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what? (We want that weekend) it's Friday again (oh) Then Saturday, Sunday, what? (We want that weekend) it's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what?”

“Got it! Thank you, mi Vida.” Y/N said, pulling the phone from between the couch cushions and Lando groaned. “Hey, at least my phone wasn’t on silent!” Y/N exclaimed, thinking he’s annoyed with her.

“It’s not that, is that really my ringtone? I sang it once for a radio check. Once!” Lando said.

“I’m sorry but there isn’t another song I associate you with, fresita mía, how else would I know it’s you when you call me, hm?” Y/N said.

“True. I’m still buying you the phone strap though.” Lando said.

“Yeah, that’s fine, go back to your game.” Y/N said

Logan Sargeant

“Son of a bitch!” Y/N shouted and Logan ran to where she was.

“What happened, baby?” Logan asked, concerned by your scream.

“I lost my phone again. Can you call it?” Y/N asked.

“Is the sound off again?” Logan asked, pulling out his phone to click on your contact “Babe 😍”

“Of course not, Im not an idiot.” Y/N said and she heard her phone ringing.

“So I put my hands up, they're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away I'm noddin' my head like, yeah Movin' my hips like, yeah I got my hands up, they're playin' my song They know I'm gonna be okay Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A. Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.” Y/N walked to bathroom and found it with the cleaning supplies.

“Thanks, príncipe!” Y/N said, putting her phone in her back pocket. Logan stared at her in disbelief. “What? You Don’t like the song?”

“Why did you choose ‘party in the u.s.a.’ as my ringtone?” Logan asked.

“Because it’s the most American song EVER, you’re American…” Y/N said.

“You’re American too!” Logan exclaimed.

“AND I liked Miley Cyrus. Plus, I can’t really put ‘what the fuck is a kilometer’ as my ringtone for you, that’s too much.” Y/N said.

“Haha, You’re lucky i love you.” Logan said, kissing her forehead.

“I am pretty lucky huh. Think we can go to Disney World while we’re staying with your parents, please?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah sure, when did you want to go?” Logan asked.

“Next week? Can you Disney bound with me?” Y/N asked.

“Of course we can, babe. Will we be Prince Charming and Cinderella?” Logan asked.

“Mmm, more like Anna and Kristoff since you’re blonde…but I do own a lot of blue, we’ll see.” Y/N says, kissing Logan.

Oscar Piastri

“Darling, you ready to go to the airport?” Oscar asked.

“No! I lost my phone, I have no idea where it is.” Y/N said.

“Sweetheart, we’ve talked about this.” Oscar said.

“I know, Tiburóncin, but I can’t find it. Can you call my phone?” Y/N asked.

“Sure.” Oscar pulled out his phone and clicked on her contact “Darling 🥰” and Y/N’s phone started ringing

“Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself, I don't wanna stay, wanna run away but I'm trapped under your spell. And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest And I'm having trouble catching my breath Ooh ooh Won't you please stop loving me to death?” Y/N found her phone in her suitcase.

“Thanks, tiburóncin! I thought I lost it for real this time.” Y/N said, adjusting her suitcase again and zipping it up.

“Why is my ringtone a 5 seconds of summer song?” Oscar asked.

“You’re Australian, they’re Australian, it seemed appropriate.” Y/N said.

“I guess it could have been worse.” Oscar said.

“It WAS worse, I had it as ‘tiburóncin ooh ha ha’ from finding nemo.” Y/N admitted.

“Why are you like this?” Oscar asked.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it, I’m freaking adorable.” Y/N said.

“Yes you are.” Oscar said, pinching Y/N’s cheek. “Now let’s go.”

Lewis Hamilton

“Bombón!” Y/N yelled, lewis got off the couch with Roscoe walking behind him to see what Y/N wanted. She was in his home gym, looking behind dumbbells.

“Yes, angel?” Lewis asked

“Have you seen my phone? I can’t find it anywhere.” Y/N said.

“Where was the last place you saw it?” Lewis asked.

“If I knew that, i wouldn’t be searching for my phone.” Y/N said. Lewis pulled out his phone.

“Don’t be a brat, I’ll call your phone, all right.” Lewis said, clicking on her contact “Angel💕” and Y/N’s phone started ringing.

“A mi me gustan mayores, de esos que llaman señores, que los que te abren la puerta y te mandan flores. A mi me gustan más grandes, que no me quepa en la boca, los besos que quiere darme que me vuelva loca, loca, oh oh oh oh oh, loca, oh oh oh oh oh” Y/N found it under a gym bag.

“Thanks, bombón.” Y/N said.

“Why is that my ringtone?” Lewis asked.

“Because you are older than me and I LOVE this song.” Y/N said.

“What does it mean?” Lewis asked.

“I like older men, those who you call sir, who open up your door and give you flowers, I like bigger ones that can’t fit in my mouth, the kisses he gives me drives me crazy.” Y/N said.

“Oh wow, such a naughty girl you are.” Lewis said.

“Hey, you asked for the translation. Can we go out to eat?” Y/N asked.

“Of course.” Lewis said.

Carlos Sainz Jr.

“Chingada madre!” Y/N yelled, startling Carlos and Piñón.

“Princesa, qué pasó?!” Carlos yelled backed.

“Perdí mi pinche teléfono, me puedes marcar?” Y/N asked, walking into the living room where she found Carlos and Piñón on the couch.

“Sí, claro.” Carlos said. “Con permiso, Piñón.” He got off the couch and went to his phone that was charging and clicked on her contact, “Princesa 👑” and her phone starts ringing

“His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold No need to ask He's a smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator” Y/N found her phone under Piñón’s dog bed

“I have to ask, why is your phone there?” Carlos asked.

“I Don’t know, chulito.” Y/N said, pocketing her phone.

“But thank you for putting ‘smooth operator’ as my ringtone.” Carlos said.

“Of course, Amor.” Y/N said. “It’s literally impossible to find another song that represents you.”

“It wouldn’t say impossible. Piñón and i are gonna play fetch outside, want to join?” Carlos asked

“Sure.” Y/N said.

Max Verstappen

Max was feeding Jimmy and Sassy when Y/N entered the kitchen.

“Hello, schatje (sweetheart), did you take your allergy medicine?” Max asked.

“Of course I did, guapetón, have you seen my phone? I know I had it last night when we were watching a movie.” Y/N said.

“Maybe check between the couch cushions.” Max said.

“I did, it’s not there.” Y/N said.

“Well we didn’t go anywhere…it should be here, I’m gonna call your phone.” Max said.

“Good idea.” Y/N said, max got his phone and clicked on her contact “Schatje ❤️” and that’s when Y/N’s phone starts ringing.

“Du du du du, max verstappen, du du du du, max verstappen.” Y/N found her phone inside the cats’ scratching post

“Thank you, amor.” Y/N said.

“Out of all the songs you could have chosen for my ringtone, you chose that one?” Max asked.

“How else would I know it’s you, baby?” Y/N asked.

“By looking at the phone and see who’s calling.” Max said.

“Yeah but i think personalized ringtones are so much better.” Y/N said,

“Okay, fine, do you want to go to the beach today?” Max asked.

“I’d love to.” Y/N said.

Hope y’all liked it!

Hips Don't Lie part 2

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N invites Henry Cavill to a carne asada after a month of dating

Warning: probably some stereotypical Latina/Mexican things because I'm half Mexican, no translated Spanish, unwanted comments from an aunt about weight (for me it’s with my mom) and about Henry, spelling and grammar errors

After a month of dating, Henry and Y/N were at his place, they were cooking tallarines saltado. Everything was going well and Y/N got a text.

“Give me a minute, guapo.” Y/N said, washing her hands to check her phone. It was a text from her mom. “Hey Henry, how do you feel about going to a carne asada? It’s this weekend, I know it’s a little soon to be meeting my parents, but I really don’t want to go alone.”

“Darling, it’s fine, I’ll go with you to the barbecue.” Henry said. He put the cut up steak into a pan to cook it along with the onions and tomatoes. “Why don’t you want to go alone?”

“Because my mom and my aunts are all going to be like ‘y el novio?’ Like I’m 32, not married or engaged, in their eyes…something is wrong. So please, my handsome British boyfriend, come with me to the carne asada.” Y/N practically begged, having her hands together in a praying motion.

“Yes, my tiny dancer, I’ll go to the carne asada.” Henry said, kissing her forehead and she was pouting with her arms crossed.

“I am not tiny, You’re just big.” Y/N said and her eyes widened at the last part of her sentence.

“In more ways than one.” Henry winked and kissed her. “Do we have to bring anything?” Y/N looked at him in a ‘are you kidding me’ kind of way. “Sorry, what are we bringing?”

“That’s better, and that depends. My mom usually makes her agua de Jamaica which is hibiscus water, don’t ask how it got the name, and red rice. Obviously my uncles bring the meat, um, I’m thinking, someone usually brings dessert which is like fruit salad and cookies, uh, carajo, no puedo pensar. Okay, I got it, we can make alfajores and picarones, mainly because I crave it.” Y/N said,

“What about really food? Should we bring macaroni salad?” Henry asked

“Never in my life have I ever seen macaroni salad at these carne asadas (I’m using my own experiences, obviously). We could make pasta though and like that we could eat some before we go and the rest we take it there.” Y/N said.

“Why would we eat before we go to the carne asada if we’re going to eat there?” Henry asked.

“Ay, amorcito, there’s so much You need to learn. Just in case there’s something you don’t like, and they never really start grilling right when you come in, it’s usually an hour after everyone’s there so you won’t be starving.” Y/N said.

“Alright, I’ll make the list so we can go shopping tomorrow. Now, I know this is going to be a stupid question, but what do I wear?” Henry asked.

“It’s not stupid at all. So again, my mom taught to dress presentable for whatever ‘event’ so like dress semi formal but summery.” Y/N said and Henry looked at her confused. “Just wear your khaki pants your navy or light blue button down.” Henry nodded.

It was the night before the carne asada and Y/N and Henry were in Y/N’s kitchen, their dessert is chilling, her dog Concha laying down in her bed (any breed you want), and they’re going over the family tree.

“Yeimy is my favorite cousin, she’s a music producer, love her to death. Then we have Juan Luis, Yeimy’s brother, kinda mujeriego, me entiendes, very fuckboy, but he’s a lawyer so we’re friendly. There’s my Tia chela, but you have to call her Graciela until she says you can call her Chela. Now Chela comments on my weight, a lot more than my mom does pero eso es otra cosa aparte.” Y/N said, showing pictures of each family member to Henry.

“Okay…who is Veronica?” Henry asked.

“She’s my mom’s friend from church, I don’t think she’ll be here though, she’s in Colombia.” Y/N said, looking for her photo to show him.

“And we’re going to your mom’s house for the carne asada?” Henry asked.

“Yes, I got her a house with a nice yard, my dad has the grill with the charcoal y todo. Now if there’s anything special that you want to drink or eat, get it tomorrow morning, we have to be there at 2.” Y/N said, now cleaning up the kitchen. So are you staying the night so you can help me with everything or are you coming here early in the morning?”

“I got all stuff in my car, I’m staying the night. I’ll just bring it in.” Henry said, he opened the door to leave and Concha got up from her bed to leave with Henry. “Nope, not you, just me.”

The day of the carne asada, Henry was in the driving with Y/N carrying the alfajores and picarones, the pasta in the backseat with Concha chilling so she could see her cousins. Y/N was wearing a sundress with wedge sandals.

“Okay, when you go in your obviously say hello to everyone, depending on whether the women of my family lean in, it’s a hug and a kiss on the cheek. It’s not a real kiss, it’s more of a cheek touch and the kiss sound, and with the men, again, obviously a handshake.” Y/N reminded him.

“Darling, I know everything, please relax.” Henry said.

“I cant relax, they never met any of my partners before.” Y/N said.

“Well i feel very special now.” Henry said.

“You should.” Y/N said.

Henry parked on the street, they go out of the car, Henry helping Y/N with the food as she put Concha on a leash so they could go to the house.

“Mami, ya llegamos!” Y/N yelled as she opened the gate to enter the yard.

“Ay Y/N, mi niña, cómo estás, amor? Y trajiste a supermán! Sabía que tenías amigos famosos pero nunca pensé de esta altura.” Y/N’s mom, Carolina, said.

“Ah mami, él se llama Henry, es mi novio, pero habla inglés, por favor.” Y/N told her mom.

“Oh my god, Henry, it’s so good to meet you. Finally my daughter has a boyfriend!” Carolina said and Y/N looked away to roll her eyes (because who the hell rolls their eyes in front of the their mothers, right?) “Princesa, has subido de peso? Te está saliendo un poquito la panza, no? Bueno, deja toda la comida en las mesa que no falta poco para llegar lo demás gente.” Carolina said and walked away to get paper plates and plastic utensils for everyone.

“What did she tell you?” Henry asked,

“Nothing it doesn’t matter, just put the food on the table, okay? Come on, Concha, let’s take you out your harness.” Y/N said and placed the food on the table to let her dog loose and Concha started running on the grass with Carolina’s cavalier King Charles spaniel, Honey. A few minutes, the cousins came, there was Yeimy, Juan Luis, Fabian (Peluche) and his wife Cecilia (Chiquis), Irma and her husband Erick, María José and her husband Diego, Alfonso (Poncho), and Maite.

“Prima, que bueno verte! Ooh, look at you, love the dress, you look so good.” Irma said, letting her Maltese, Cinnamon, off leash, Cinnamon ran to Concha.

“My mom didn’t think so, que bueno verte.” Y/N said, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

“Ay, no la escuchas, you look Great.” Yeimy said, placing what she brought on the table as well.

“Quien es el güerito?” Peluche asked, letting his german shepherd, Roscoe, off his leash

“Ay Peluche, mira quien habla de güerito. Anyway, everyone, this is my boyfriend, Henry.” Y/N introduced Henry.

“Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you all.” As Y/N told him, Henry greeted the girl cousins with a hug and let them kiss his cheek while shaking hands with the boy cousins.

“You landed Superman? The Witcher? How did you do that?” Maite asked. Y/N was going to answer but the tias and tíos came in as well.

“Hola hola! Carolina, ya llegamos! A ver, gordita, arrímate otra mesa, si?” Tía Chela told Y/N and Y/N did as she was told, she pulled another table to they could also place the food. Henry was saying hello to everyone. “Y mija, segura que es fiel? Como que es muy guapo, ha trabajado con mujeres como tú amiga Eiza, con la mujer maravilla, no sé, me parece raro que esté contigo.”

“Ay mamá, deja de escupir tu veneno a ella, ve con mi papá que está juntado al heladera para las bebidas.” María José said and Chela left reluctantly.

“Thanks, Majo.” Y/N said,

“I grew up with her criticizing me, can’t have her do the same to you. Look at us, we’re in our 30s and we still care about what our mothers say.” Majo said,

“Eso nunca va a cambiar.” Y/N said and she walked back to Henry where he was listening to her Tío Juancho (Juan Camilo) telling a story about his camping trip.

“Hey, pececita, I was just telling your boyfriend about the time I went camping,” Juancho said, hugging and kissing Y/N.

“So glad you’re back, love.” Henry said, wrapping his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

“Oye Henry’s ven conmigo un momento, come with me.” Y/N’s dad, Carlos, told Henry, tapping his shoulder.

“Papi, que vas a hacer?” Y/N asked.

“Nada mija, es como male bonding, help me grill, Superman.” Carlos said.

“Papi!” Y/N whined.

“Ve con tus primos, princesa.” Carlos said.

“It’s alright, maybe it’s a good thing.” Henry said, kissing Y/N to ease her worries. Henry went with Carlos to the grilled, grabbing the tray of seasoned meats to cook.

“So, Superman, how long have you been dating my daughter?” Carlos asked, sipping a bit of modelo beer.

“Not long, a month.” Henry answered.

“You think of dating her for longer?” Carlos asked.

“Of course, sir.” Henry said,

“Ah, escucha eso, ‘sir’, mira que respetuoso me salió. Listen, Y/N is a good girl, she worked hard in her music, bought this house for me y mi mujer, and if you break her heart or hurt her in anyway, I know some people.” Carlos threatened and Henry got paler.

Carlos laughed. “Ah, te estoy vacilando, it was a joke, you seem like a good person, you know how to grill?” Henry let out a breath of relief.

“Yeah, yes, I know how to grill.” Henry said.

“Good, pass me the orange container, it has the ribs.” Carlos said. Henry did what he was told and gave Y/N a thumbs up. Y/N gave him one back.

“You think your güero can eat what we brought?” Diego asked.

“Let’s hope so, as long as he doesn’t add salsa, it should be fine.” Y/N said. She looked over to where Henry was grilling with her dad, they’re gonna last, maybe not forever, but they would totally last.

Everyone was eating.

“Mija, te salió muy bien la pasta.” Carolina said.

“Gracias, me ayudó Henry también.” Y/N said, making sure she knew.

“Who knew you could cook, Henry, and with seasoning.” Carolina said, sitting down to eat. Henry looked at Y/N and she put her hands up in surrender. Everyone was serving themselves until.

“Haz platos para sus hombres también, que no se te olvide.” Chelis announced.

“Ay mamá, mas anticuada no puedes ser, ellos tienen manos, que se sirven solos.” Majo told her mom.

“Whats happening?” Henry whispered in Y/N’s ear.

“Do you see why I couldn’t come here alone? Just don’t serve yourself any salsa, the sauces are usually very spicy, the rest should be good to eat. There’s tacos dorados that have potatoes, some are chicken, others are beans, it’s a surprise. Take one of each, I’m sure you’ll like it.” Y/N whispered back to him. Everyone serves their own plate porque así debe ser, and they were all chatting, mainly trying to get to know Henry.

“So Henry, You’re a good looking man, why are you here with Y/N? I’m sure you can do a lot better.” Chela said and Majo states at her mom and mouthed her apology to Y/N.

“Has she been telling you this the entire time? Asking why I’m here with you?” Henry asked Y/N and Y/N just nodded. Henry stood up from his seat. “Listen, Graciela, I fell for Y/N the moment I saw her, I don’t know what you have been telling her since we got here but I have had enough. She didn’t want to come here alone and now I know why. If she shows up alone, you’ll ask why she doesn’t have a boyfriend, she shows up with me, you ask her why I’m here with her, that’s enough.” Henry said, Y/N pulled his arm to sit him back down.

“Perdón, Y/N, que Pena contigo.” Chela said and Y/N just nodded, it was nice to have someone other than her cousins defend her. “I’m sorry to you too, Henry.” Henry nodded his head and everyone continued eating. By the time they were finished, they went their “separate ways”.

In the carne asada, there were 3 sections, where the cousins were talking about their memories, what they’ve been up to. The aunts and her mom were talking about neighborhood gossip and about their kids. And of course the uncles and her dad drinking and talking about whatever.

“How did you and Henry meet?” Maite asked again.

“Well my coworker Eiza wanted to set me up with her, saying she was going to be at the after party. I didn’t want to be set up but when I went to the after party, I saw this beautiful woman dancing like she was the only one in the room, she captured everyone’s attention, including mine. Eiza noticed I was staring at the dancer and it turned out to be Y/N so Eiza called her over and there you have it.” Henry told them.

“Mira eso, prima, lo dejaste embobado desde el primer momento.” Ponchó said, petting Concha that went up to him.

“Así es, I thank our parents for playing Shakira when we were growing up.” Y/N said, raising her beer bottle to toast.

“Speaking of Shakira, how did you dance when he spotted you?” Chiquis asked, connecting her phone to the Bluetooth speaker that Peluche carried. It started playing the song ‘hips don’t lie’ and everyone was cheering ‘oh’.

“Alright, alright, I’ll show y’all.” Y/N said, getting up from her chair, handing Henry her beer. “It was something like this.”

Everyone was cheering, Henry was whistling, they were just having a good time.

“Pero ya, i guess that’s how Henry fell for me.” Y/N said, sitting on Henry’s lap now, taking her beer form his hand.

“You have no idea, sweetheart.” Henry kissed her.

“Mira Que lindo, pero no sé comen delante de los pobres.” Juan Luis said, sipping his beer.

“No que tienes novia, hermano?” Yeimy asked.

“Pero no está aquí, boba.” Juan Luis said.

“Wait Henry, why did you really like my dancing?” Y/N asked.

“You want the really answer or the savory answer?” Henry asked and Y/N hit his chest playfully. “Alright, alright, you were having fun, I wanted to be with someone I could have fun with. That, and the way you moved your hips gave me an idea of how you would be in other activities.” Henry smirked and Y/N laughed.

“Ay, you’re so dirty.” Y/N said, placing her head in the crook of his neck. “How you like my family?”

“I think I could come over more often, if you invite me, of course.” Henry said.

“Of course.” Y/N repeated and they kissed, his hands on her waist.

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That’s Not My Name

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N decides to prank her boyfriend by not calling him by his nicknames

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: I haven’t posted Charles Leclerc content in a while and I’m SORRY, i am working on them, te lo juro juradito por las haditas.

Y/N was cooking dinner while Charles was working on a new song, gotta love his side quests. While she was cooking, she was on FaceTime with her friend, Vivian.

“Viv, I’m not gonna do that.” Y/N said.

“You should! My boyfriend freaked the fuck out when I called him by his government name.” Vivian replied.

“He’s gonna get all sad and I can’t handle that.” Y/N said.

“But it will be so funny. Besides, I think he deserves it after calling you Romina, don’t you think?” Vivian asked.

“But that was so long ago, and I don’t think I should be pulling pranks like this after what happened in the triple header.” Y/N said.

“Do it, do it, do it.” Vivian said

“Always the instigator.” Y/N said.

“Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please..” Vivian begged.

“Alright! Are you sure you weren’t the youngest child?” Y/N asked.

“Haha, I’ll call you later, tell me how it went.” Vivian hung up and Y/N charged her phone. She drained some of the past water but not all of it, mixed in the eggs and Parmesan cheese mix into the pot, added pancetta and pepper, and fettuccini carbonara was finished.

“Charles, dinner is ready!” Y/N yelled. Charles stopped playing piano and had a very confused look on his face. He did not move. “Charles, I made carbonara!” Y/N yelled but charles didn’t move so she went to him and saw his face. “Quita esa cara de tonto and come eat.” Wipe that dumb look off your face

“You called me Charles.” Charles said.

“Well duh, that’s your name, now please come into the kitchen to get your pasta before it gets cold and I eat without you.” Y/N says, walking back into the kitchen. Charles got up to follow her. Y/N served herself the carbonara and served some for charles, both walked into the dining room to sit. Y/N served herself soda and gave charles water.

“Did I do something?” Charles asked.

“No, why do you ask, Charles?” Y/N asked, eating the pasta. “Ugh, I love carbonara.”

“Because you keep calling me Charles!” Charles exclaimed.

“Because that’s your given name! Your name is Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc, which is such a pretentious name might I add, but it does suit you.” Y/N said, drinking some soda.

“Are you mad at me or something? How come you’re not calling me muñeco?” Charles asked with a pout.

“I Don’t know, did you do something to make me mad?” Y/N asked.

“I didn’t do anything.” Charles replied.

“Then I am not mad. Now drop it and eat, you love pasta.” Y/N said. They continued to eat in silence. Y/N then served herself more pasta because reheated carbonara is not good at all. Once both have finished eating, they put their plates in the sink.

“Is it because I don’t help around the house?” Charles asked, breaking the silence.

“Charles…” Y/N said exasperatedly.

“I’ll wash the dishes, Mon coeur.” Charles said, kissing her cheek.

“Thank you, Charles.” Y/N said. She went to the couch and when Charles finished the dishes, he sat next to Y/N. “What do you want to watch, Charles?”

“That’s not my name, Mon coeur.” Charles whined and Y/N laughed.

“What do you mean that’s not your name? Your name is Charles. It’s not like I’m calling you Eugene or something.” Y/N commented and that’s when it clicked for Charles.

“Is this because I pranked you?” Charles asked incredulously

“Yes it is, muñeco.” Y/N said and Charles hugged Y/N.

“You called me muñeco again. I thought I really did something.” Charles said.

“No, you didn’t do anything, Viv convinced me to pull this prank.” Y/N said,

“Your friend Vivian? Remind me to cancel her Prada order.” Charles said and Y/N laughed.

“Oh come on, mi vida, that’s for her birthday.” Y/N said.

“Then she won’t get a Christmas gift.” Charles said.

“Fair,” Y/N said, kissing Charles and they’ve chosen to watch Gossip Girl.

The End

Hope y’all liked it! Sorry for the lack of Charles content, I was busy posting for Lando, Logan, and Oscar if you ever want to read those, Masterlist for them coming soon!

Can You Be My Boyfriend?

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N is Ferrari’s social media manager and when one of the mechanics doesn’t take no for an answer, she pretends she’s dating a certain Ferrari driver.

Warning: grammatical and spelling errors cuz I don’t proofread

A/N: i just wanted to say thank you so much for the love y’all gave “Prince of Ferrari”, it means a lot to me as a new Charles Leclerc writer. I hope y’all like this one too, just like Olivia Rodrigo, I am so American,

Y/N walked into Fred’s office.

“Mr. Vasseur, I had an idea for a new C2 challenge.” Y/N said.

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

“I was thinking we make dishes from each place we go to. Like Cuban food from Miami, Texas barbecue ribs, paella from Spain, and we have Charles and Carlos match the dishes to their flag. I personally think it would be fun, you know? Or we could do a video where the drivers tell us from which Grand Prix the photo was taken.” Y/N suggested.

“Those are very good ideas, Y/N, see if the boys are up to it, will you? Figure out when the best time is to film that.” Fred said.

“Yes, will do.” Y/N said and left his office. She walked to the living room (does the hospitality have a living room? I don’t know) to see Carlos and Charles chatting to away.

“There she is! Como has estado, hermosa?” Carlos asked Y/N, hugging her and kissing her on the cheek.

“Ha estado súper bien, un poquito cansada, pero nada que no se puede arreglar con un café.” Y/N said, her and Carlos laughed.

“I understand half of that.” Charles said.

“Now you know how I feel when you speak French.” Y/N said. “Anyway, as your social media manager, I had an idea for an upcoming challenge, we have to make the most of this season.” Y/N said.

“We hear you, mon ange, what’s the idea?” Charles asked.

“Can you guys guess what Grand Prix this is based off the picture?” Y/N asked, showing them a picture on her phone.

“That’s when I won in Monza.” Charles answered.

“Good, this is your challenge, guessing Grand Prixs based off a photo.” Y/N said putting her phone away. “It’s not much, but it’s different from what you guys have done in the past. You could also match dishes to their countries.” Y/N said.

“Sounds like a fun challenge.” Carlos said.

“Good to hear. I’m gonna be with the photographer, he’s taking photos of the new livery and I need to approve them before I post them on Instagram. See ya later, okay?” Y/N said, stepping into the garage where she sees the photographer looking over the photos on his camera.

“Y/N! You’re here, tell me what you think, and be brutally honest. Do you think they came out to blurry?” The photographer, Daniel, asked. Y/N started looking them over.

“They look great, honestly, it matches Ferrari’s instagram feed, you did a good job. Can you upload them to the computer?” Y/N asked and Daniel said that he could. He left Y/N alone on the garage and that’s when one of the mechanics, Ruggero, approached her.

“Sei bellissima, a more mío.” Ruggero told her. Y/N rolled her eyes,

“Grazie, Rugge, what do you want?” Y/N asked.

“You are very hostile towards me, you know? I might be able to forgive you if you go out with me.” Ruggero said.

“Not gonna happen, Rugge, aren’t you tired of getting rejected?” Y/N asked.

“I bounce back. Come on, amore, why won’t you let me take you out? You think you’re too good for me?” Ruggero asked.

“What are you talking about? Oh my god, I don’t think I’m too good for you, where the hell did you get that from?” Y/N asked, so confused at the turn this conversation took.

“Well that’s the only thing I could think of, you come from the states, you clearly think you’re better than Europeans.” Ruggero said and Y/N had enough of this nonsense.

“I have a boyfriend! Que pesado eres, me cae.” Y/N said.

“Really, who’s the boyfriend?” Ruggero asked. Y/N saw Charles walking into the garage.

“Muñeco, there you are!” Y/N said loudly, walking up to Charles and kissed him. Charles widened his eyes in shock but kissed her back and they both pulled away, Y/N wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his chest and Charles rubbed her back.

“Congratulations, does Fred know?” Ruggero asked.

“It’s private right now, we’re just seeing how this goes.” Y/N replied and as soon as Ruggero left, Y/N pulled away from Charles. “I am so sorry! Ruggero wouldn’t leave me alone so I had to tell him I had a boyfriend and honestly whoever walked through that door was going to be the victim of my lie but I am glad it’s you and not Carlos, mainly because Ruggero knows Rebecca is dating him.” Y/N explained quickly but Charles was still distracted, thinking about the kiss Y/N gave him.

“I’m sorry, what?” Charles asked.

“Can you be my boyfriend?” Y/N asked.

“I Don’t think we could pull this off, Y/N. We work together.” Charles said.

“We would only have to pretend we’re dating around Ruggero, no one else has to know, I promise.” Y/N said.

“Okay fine.” Charles said, him and Y/N were walking back to the main area (I don’t know how this works) and Carlos was standing next to Fred and Ruggero with a smile.

“Congratulations, cabrón,” Carlos told charles, hugging him. “You two are adorable.” Charles turned to look at Y/N with a look that said ‘no one will know, yeah right’

“I didn’t know you two were dating.” Fred commented.

“It’s still new.” Charles replied, putting his arm around Y/N.

“As long as it doesn’t interfere with the social media posts, it should be fine.” Fred said before walking away. Ruggero smiled before going back to the garage.

“Now I know why you always called her ‘mon ange’, que coqueto saliste, eh charles.” Carlos said, leaving Y/N and Charles alone, Y/N pulled away to face Charles.

“Well so much for that plan, I really am sorry, Charles.” Y/N said.

“You know what? It’s alright, it’s okay, pretending around here should be easy enough, this can’t get worse, right?” Charles asked.

“I Don’t think it can. How about I buy you lunch for getting you into this situation? I swear I did not mean for this to happen.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, sure let’s get lunch, where do you want to go?” Charles asked.

“Well since this lunch is my treat, you choose where we should go.” Y/N said. Charles and Y/N walked to the parking lot together and Y/N was walking towards her car when Charles grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards his car. “Seriously?”

“Well what kind of boyfriend would I be if we went to lunch in different cars?” Charles asked.

“Yeah, makes sense, Ruggero is watching through the window too, let’s go.” Y/N said. Charles opened the passenger door and Y/N got in, he close the door behind her, ever there gentleman, and he got into the driver seat. He turned on the car, and gave Y/N his phone so she can choose the music.

They arrived at the restaurant and like always, there were fans recording Charles and Y/N in the car, leaving the car, eating at the restaurant, talking, laughing, within the hour, Charles and Y/N were trending on Instagram, Twitter (X), and TikTok. As they waited for the check, Y/N was scrolling on TikTok when she found a video of her and Charles in the car.

“Charles, i think our ‘relationship’ went public.” Y/N said, showing him her phone. Charles’s eyes widened.

“Cant say I’m not surprised, I just thought videos wouldn’t be posted until later, you know?” Charles said and Y/N put her phone away.

“We haven’t even been ‘dating’ two hours and now everyone knows. You have no idea how sorry I am, I feel so bad for dragging you into this.” Y/N said.

“None of this wouldn’t have happened if Ruggero understood the word ‘no’ so you are fine, I’m glad I was able to help. But what was that thing you called me? ‘Muñeco’? Why did you call me that?” Charles asked.

“So ‘muñeco’ means ‘doll’, you have a pretty face, everyone says you’re good looking, you know you’re good looking. So muñeco just suits you, okay, especially with those dimples.” Y/N said, Charles smirked a little.

“You think I have a pretty face?” Charles asked teasingly.

“Great, I boosted your ego, like your head wasn’t big enough already. You literally said in one of those C2 challenges when Carlos had your photo that if you were a woman, you would be in love with yourself.” Y/N said. The waiter came in with the check and Y/N was going to take it but Charles was faster. “Dude, I told you I was gonna pay.”

“It would look good if you paid, there are cameras everywhere apparently.” Charles said, placing his credit card with the check. The waiter took the check.

“Then I’ll Apple Pay you. You gonna train today?” Y/N asked.

“Yes actually, come with me? You could post it to my story.” Charles asked. The waiter came back with Charles’s card.

“Yeah, I can do that. But we gotta go to Scuderia Ferrari for my car.” Y/N said, getting up from the table, Charles getting up as well.

“I think it can stay there overnight.” Charles said.

“You want me to spend the entire day with you? You’re insane.” Y/N commented as they were leaving the restaurant.

“Maybe, but it is to keep up appearances.” Charles said.

“I guess, but how long do we say we’ve been dating?” Y/N asked, getting into Charles’s car, he does the same.

“4 months seems good, don’t you think?” Charles asked.

“I guess that’s plausible.” Y/N said, Charles starts the car and drives off.

“Do you miss New York?” Charles asked.

“What do you mean?” Y/N asked.

“You travel a lot with us and you moved to Monaco for work, but do you ever miss New York? Your family? I know I miss my family when I’m away for races.” Charles said.

“I miss the food in New York, I can’t get decent tacos al pastor in Monaco, I gotta wait til the Mexican Grand Prix for them.” Y/N stated. “But yeah, I do miss New York.”

“You should ask for vacation time so you could go.” Charles said.

“I Don’t think they’ll give it to me, but thanks.” Y/N said.

For a week, Y/N and Charles have been spotted together everywhere, at races obviously, with Joris, Andrea, Doni, and Victoria, even with Charles’s family. Right now Y/N was with Charles at a club in Monaco. Y/N was at a table with Charles was at the bar getting drinks. Y/N noticed a girl flirting with Charles, touching his hand, before he pulled away with two drinks for him and Y/N.

“Charles, can we talk for a second?” Y/N asked.

“Sure, what’s on your mind, mon ange?” Charles asked, the nickname still causing butterflies in Y/N’s stomach.

“If you wanted to hook up with that girl, you can. I don’t want to have you tied down for a fake relationship.” Y/N said.

“I wasn’t interested in her at all, you know.” Charles commented.

“Really? What happens when the next girl that hits on you is more your type? I don’t want to hold you back, we are friends after all.” Y/N said.

“I have a confession to make.” Charles said, Y/N nodded her head for Charles to continue. “I’ve liked you for a while. Before you kissed me, it was a little crush, I thought it would have went away, but being with you this past week made my crush grow stronger. You don’t have to feel the same way, I just wanted to get this off my chest.” Y/N was shocked. Charles usually went for Instagram models, but he actually likes her, this was her dream come true.

“I’ve liked you for a while too, I just never thought you would see me that way.” Y/N said.

“I’m going to kiss you right now, okay?” Charles whispered, getting closer to Y/N, looking at her lips then back into her eyes, Y/N nodded, leaning in until their lips touched. It was a soft, gentle kiss, until Charles gained more confidence to do more. They pulled away. “Will you be my girlfriend? For real, this time?” Charles asked.

“Yes I will.” Y/N responded, they kissed again.

The End

Was this good? I think it was good, the pacing is weird, but I had no idea where this was going, just saying. Was it just as good as “prince of Ferrari”? Probably not, but I hope y’all liked it, should I keep writing Charles Leclerc fanfics?