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norrisleclercf1 · 8 months

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On my knees beggin' for another Carlos x Wife!Reader and their son Lorenzo plssss. Lorenzo could be like 5/6 y/o and his father is already teaching how he has to treat his momma and obviously every woman in his life...again, on my knees begging 🙏😔

A/N: This was a popular piece, so I don't mind writing this for you

"Thank you, baby," Bending down you kiss your little boy on the top of his nose. Lorenzo was being extra good today, which was odd. He's 5 years old and acted like one, except for today.

Carlos was home, working in his office and each time you praised Lorenzo he rushes off giggling. Fixing lunch, you made each one for what the other was craving. "Mama, do you need more help?" Lorenzo's little face beeps from the island counter.

"No, baby." "Okay." He beams, and you hear his feet pitter patter on the floor down to Carlos's office. Shaking your head, you don't know what Carlos was bribing him with, probably a play date with Lando or Charles.

"Papa! Mama said she doesn't need help." Lorenzo whines, running to his father's side. Carlos turns in his SIM chair smiling; he reaches out cupping his cheek as he rubs it. "That's okay, mouse. Now, you always have to be polite to Mama or any woman. It makes them smile and you have to be a gentleman. Understand?" Lorenzo smiles, as he climbs into his Papa's lap.

"Boys! Lunch." Carlos smiles, standing up with Lorenzo in his arms. "Thank you, amor." Carlos kisses your cheek as he sits Lorenzo in his chair. "Lorenzo, what do we say?" Carlos raises an eyebrow, as his son holds his fork about to shove a mouth full of macaroni. "Thank you, Mama." Smiling you pinch his cheek which makes him giggle.

"You're welcome, Lo. Now, let's eat." Carlos moves, pulling out your chair and you notice Lorenzo watches the way his father treats you. "Looks delicious." Carlos praises, kissing your cheek and sits down. "Well thank you, I had a very good helper." Lorenzo smiles, as he starts to eat his lunch.

"So, what to let me in on why he's being so good all of a sudden?" You whisper, Lorenzo eating his meal properly instead of playing with it. "Nope, it's a man to man thing." Carlos smirks, biting into his grilled chicken salad. "That's right Mama, man to man." Lorenzo smiles, looking proud of himself.

"Alright, alright leave me out." Carlos grabs your hand, kissing the back of it as lunch is filled with laughter and smiles.

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thisismeracing · 5 months

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Omg we have to keep going with dad!Carlos

you guys decide to raise your kids totally bilingual so, even though you’re fluent in Spanish, you speak English to them almost exclusively and he’s almost entirely in Spanish - you guys have a policy that you’ll both drop into whatever language your kid comes up to you speaking when they want to have a conversation with you both at the same time

so I’m picturing your son being five or six and your daughter being probably three and she’s the most daddy’s girl ever (which Carlos is obsessed with) so she tells him all her secrets in Spanish, thinking that you don’t understand, and you’re just giggling because it’s mostly stuff like “¡Papi! ¿Recuerda la vez que comimos helado para el almuerzo?”

“Sí, palomita, ¿en Mónaco?”

“¡Sí! ¿Lo podríamos tener hoy?”

“Pues, no hoy, pero si estás muy amable y muy cooperativo con tu mami, posiblemente en la carrera próxima, ¿sí?”

He gives you a big wink and blows you a kiss that you dramatically pretend to catch in your hand and put to your heart as your daughter comes careening into your legs for a big hug and your son just goes “Ugh, gross, Papi! Gaby, you know Mami understands you when you speak Spanish, right?”

to which you give him a look as you’re running your fingers through her dark curls and say “Julián, be nice to your sister” and Carlos just laughs

aaaaaaaaaaa omg omg *gently crying into my hands*

gaby the biggest daddy's girl and julian the biggest mommy's boy. Both with Carlos' big brown eyes and dark hair

dad!carlos is now living rent-free in my head, thank you, K hahaha

#dad!carlos #baby fever #dancininseptember #thots #cs55 #millies inbox #f1 x reader

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diorleclerc · 2 years

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Imagine🥺 being in a established relationship with Carlos and you guys fall pregnant the first baby of the (younger generation) of F1 and he makes it a habit of taking to your bumb and I just know lando will be constantly asking about you and too see pictures of the squid lol

he’d be such a great dad 🥺

whether it’s a planned pregnancy or not, he’s super excited when you find out

“i’m gonna be a dad?”

wants to tell everyone immediately

and you have to convince him to wait until after your first doctor’s appointment

when he does finally tell everyone though, they’re all so excited for the both of you

lando and charles would fight to be the baby’s god father

“honestly i don’t trust either one of you being my child’s god father…”

“can you at least name it after me then?”

“lando, you just called my baby an it… the answer is a hard no.”

omg when you start showing he becomes obsessed with your baby bump

loves your bump sooooo much

always has his hands on it and kissing it

and he loves talking to your bump too

when the doctor’s tell you that the baby is at the stage where they start to be able to hear, he gets so excited

always talks to your baby bump before he goes to sleep each night

and if he’s away for a race, he’ll call you and have you put the call on speaker so he can still talk to the baby

lots of “your mommy and i can’t wait to meet you” and “i can’t wait to hold you in my arms”

he already hated being away from you before you were pregnant

so now he hated it even more

he wanted to spend every second with you so he didn’t miss anything

he probably missed the first time your baby kicked :(

he definitely asks you for bump updates every day when he’s away

idk if it’s just me but he gives off boy dad energy

and when you find out the gender of your baby, he immediately wants to name it after him

“we’re naming him carlos jr. jr.”

“you mean carlos the third…”

“is that a yes? 😃”

“…no.”

i just know that lando would constantly be asking to see your baby

asking carlos during race weekends if you’d be coming with the baby

he probably buys the baby a bunch of those onesies with the cheesy captions on them

and he’s definitely trying to make the baby’s first words be “lando” instead of mama or dada

baby sainz’s first words end up being mama though

omg he loves spoiling his son so much though

will buy every toy he sees

“babe, he’s nine months old. what is he gonna do with a remote control car?”

“he can always play with it when he’s a little older! i’m just stocking up on the best toys for him now!”

your son definitely becomes a mini carlos

he’s exactly like his dad

and carlos loves it so much

always calling him his twin 🥺

ugh he’s just an amazingggg dad

#cs #carlos sainz headcanon #carlos sainz fluff #f1 drabble #f1 headcanon #f1 fluff #diorleclerc drabbles #dad!carlos

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lovecanyon · 3 months

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#charles leclerc #carlos sainz #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz x reader #charles leclerc instagram au #carlos sainz instagram au #charles leclerc x y/n #carlos sainz x y/n #dad!carlos #dad!charles

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tapiocats · 1 year

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*Carlos' voice* THAT'S MY HUSBAND !!!

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eccentricwritingbaby · 19 days

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baby finn series, house divided

dad!lando norris x mom!wife!reader

series list - bedtime stories - sneaking onto stream - babysitting and date nights

summary - yours and lando’s little boy has decided to become a fan of a different team, leading lando into a little spiral

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finn norris, yours and landos bubbly pride and joy, was turning three this sunday - subjecting his birthday to a race day. finn had obviously grown up along the track with his dad and all his colleagues and friends which led him to adore and fall in love with the sport that is formula one - scaring the living daylights out of you in his passionate displays of love for the dangerous activity at such a young age. not only was finn bouncing off the walls when lando informed him of where his birthday would be held, he was jumping, shaking and yelling with excitement as the race track was his favorite place on earth.

“finn, baby, calm down,” you chuckled while giving lando a glance. you both were sat on the couch with your son in front of you in order to tell him the wonderful news. now your adorable little almost three year old was racing around screaming with joy.

lando let out a laugh as well and reached for his son, “if you’re excited about spending your birthday on the track you’ll also be very excited about my other surprise for you,” finn looked up at his father with those same crystal blue eyes and whispered as if it was to himself, “anotha’ supwise?” lando and you share another small laugh at his wonder as he proceeds to get your son his gift. you take this moment to sweep up your still giggly son into your lap and give him a few quick kisses to the top of his head. those delicious baby laughs were all you heard as you felt his face snuggle further into your arms. lando returns as swiftly as he left, yet this time he appears with a large box in his arms. your boy wiggles in your hold until you release him to crawl towards his father. once settled on your husband's lap, lando begins to aid him in opening the bright papaya colored box, leading to your understanding of the exact contents in seconds. lando was always getting sent items from fans that were miniature, or receiving pint-sized merch from mclaren all for his mini me which both of you just doted over. once the wrapping paper and tissue paper were thrown enough around your living room, finn finally poked his head into the box and came out with a frown.

“you don’t like it, bud?” lando softly questions while his eyebrows begin to furrow. “‘s not wed, dada,” your son responds as he eyes his father, confusion listed on all of your faces.

“baby, why would you want your outfit to be red for your birthday? don’t you want to cheer on daddy?” you attempt to understand the little boy by posing the questions but he simply just whips his head around to you even more confused.

“i cheer dada in wed!” his eyes begin to gloss over and you can already feel a temper tantrum about to stir, yet one look over to lando and you understand that both your boys may need a minute to cool down.

“okay finn, why don’t you pick out what you want to bring on the trip? i’ll be right in to help baby,” you reply cautiously as you lift him out of lando’s arms, around the forgotten papaya box, and in the direction of his room.

“otay, momma!” finn shouts as his little legs attempt to quickly take him into his room down the hall. once the tiny steps disappear, you turn to look at your other baby.lando sits on the couch with a blank stare as his hands ring together in front of him.

“he wants to support ferrari, love. not his own father,” lando’s head falls as he speaks and you land on the couch cushion next to him, beginning to run your hand up and down his back. even though finn was born while you both were young and unsure of how to raise a child together, since you were children yourselves, lando was consistently one of the best fathers you had seen. he let the third driver take his seat for a month and a half in order to be a dedicated father and bond accordingly with your son. he doted over you and your needs no matter what the cost or occasion. and overall he cherished approval, whether it be in the bedroom, the track, or parenthood. lando is confident, yes, but he will always want the confirmation that he is doing his best, and that his best is enough - which it is always more than. therefore, you could tell that his son not wanting to support his team, and by partisan him, has led him to conclude that he is not a good racer, role model, or father - and you needed to stop those lies from invading his head.

“lando, he’s two - almost three, he probably just likes the color and wants to wear it,” you reply to his heart heavy confession.

“no he wants to support his uncle carlos, who has been winning and been on all the podiums - oh except for when he was in the hospital having a surgery,” the ending of his small reply held a bitter tone which you knew was not jealousy. lando and carlos are especially close, he is beyond happy and proud of his friend who he knows deserves his winnings, but you could understand the envy appearing when his son is preferring him over his dad.

“lando, it doesn’t matter what team he wants to support, that is your son. and he worships the ground you walk on. trust me. i am with him all the time,” you continue with a chuckle and a funnier tone as you begin to recite the words your son always speaks to you, “it’s always, ‘when’s dada coming home?’ ‘i want dada to tuck me into bed’ ‘can i drive like dada when im older’ and so on. lando, he loves you - you know that. don’t make this into a bigger deal than it needs to be. he is three, his intentions are pure,” as you end your speech, lando begins to raise his head looking into your eyes.

“i know, love. it just sucks i guess,” he lets out a quick sigh along with a shrug and meets your eyes again, “you’re still wearing papaya, right?” slight anxiety in his higher pitched question and you begin to laugh, “yes, love, i will always be in your color,” you reply as he hums and leans into your embrace, reaching down to plant a sweet kiss to your lips. just as you pull apart you can hear the quick little pitter patter of feet running down the hallway your little boy emits, trailing behind him is his bluey mini suitcase overflowing with toys and games.

“i all pack!” he squeals in excitement as he races over to you and your husband. lando drops down onto your floor, finn running right into his embrace, followed by a fit of giggles.

“let’s see what you packed, buddy,” your husband replies as he ruffles around finns baby curls. finn then claps a bit until he’s situated on the floor in front of the suitcase. he begins pulling out his items and reciting them to both of you and you respond in a chorus of “ooh’s” and “aah’s”.

race day -

as lando struts down the makeshift runway that is the entrance to the paddock, you follow behind a little further as to not draw too much attention to your little son. even though finn had grown up around the paddock, both lando and you are still not fully comfortable with the cameras and attention specifically around your son. therefore, any precaution - even the slightest - to not have him overly immersed in the media you both will take. lando is simply sporting his mclaren team gear, you in a light and well-fit sundress that lando emphasized in the morning you look ‘absolutely ravishing, my darling” and your birthday boy, well, he has arrived in a bright red ‘sainz55’ ferrari shirt as well as a bright and wide smile - something your husband couldn’t even be mad at if he tried, as your son’s smile that bright on his birthday was worth any sort of bruise to the ego. once well inside the paddock, finn begins to wiggle and squirm in your arms wanting to be let down which could only mean one thing.

“UNCLE LOS! UNCLE LOS! UNCLE LOS!” he begins to cry as you put him on the ground and he takes off towards him.

“FINN! SLOW DOWN!” your husband cries after him as he picks up a jogging pace after his overenthused son. carlos’ head whips around at the voice of his favorite little man as he begins to crouch down and brace for impact with his arms held wide. the little ball of red soon collides with his newfound favorite driver and the two begin to laugh as they hold each other. once you and lando catch up to the pair you can hear the adorable conversation at play.

“i wear wed fo’ you, uncle los!” finn sings happily while prancing around in front of carlos. the spanish driver, still crouched at your son's level, chuckles in admiration as he stares at the boy in front of him, “i think red is your color, pequeño,”

“it is! it is!” finn replies once again jumping around in full excitement.

“i also think it is somebody’s birthday,” carlos says holding a sly grin while staring at the little lando in front of him.

“ME! it’s mine!” your boy continues to jump.

“i think special birthday boys get to sit in their favorite uncles car?” carlos feigns innocence in the question as he looks at lando who holds a grin on his face. finn looks at his father for permission with a slight doe-eyed expression and lando gives him a simple nod before finn and carlos quickly disappear to the ferrari garage.

“i am very proud of you, love. you’ve got a good brave face,” you say quietly to your husband as he reaches down to pull you into a kiss.

“you know why i’m smiling, baby?” lando doesn’t wait for you to answer the rhetorical, “because we just gained a free babysitter for about an hour,” he kisses you again, this time with more urgency as he continues, dropping an octave, “and i’ve got an empty drivers room just waiting for us,” one more kiss and he’s already pulling you into the direction of the mclaren garage with you jogging quickly behind him in a fit of giggles.

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starkwlkr · 2 months

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dad fics✨

— here’s my masterlist of dad!drivers fics <3 thank you for reading🫶🏼

charles leclerc

baby leclerc series teen edition

carlos sainz jr.

you’re no good for me

mick schumacher

senna!reader series

lewis hamilton

the perfect dad

the hamilton girls

you’ll be fine

max verstappen

daddy max

family

little boss

you are NOT the world champion

oh, the places you’ll go

bigger than the whole sky

lando norris

royal baby

mark webber

playing pretend

work parents

oopsie daisy

sebastian vettel

ok boomer

miss honey

jenson button

i didn’t do it

everyone’s a fan

that’s parenthood

#formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x you #dad!fics #charles leclerc x reader #max verstappen x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #jenson button x reader #mark webber x reader #lando norris x reader #mick schumacher x reader #carlos sainz jr x reader

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peoplesprincessgeorge · 2 months

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f1 + txt posts = true 5.0

#cant stop wont stop #this is really a haters version #my txt posts #fernando alonso #lewis hamilton #brocedes #lando norris #carlos sainz #esteban ocon #lance stroll #f1 #f1 memes #f1 + text posts #incorrect f1 quotes #the grid as #formula 1 #the dad one really could be any of them to be fair

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notyourmusebby · 4 months

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Helmut Marko: “the atmosphere was quite toxic”

The atmosphere:

#they are my children they are my babies #they bonded over making fun of that old man behind his back #long live versainz the rookies that survived whatever their dads kept yapping about #so dear to me #versainz 🩸#max verstappen #carlos sainz jr #toro rosso #2015 toro rosso rookies #versainz

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whewchilly · 2 months

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carlossainz55 SAINZ 2️⃣ - 0️⃣ APPENDICITIS

#us: worried as hell #carlos: dad can we recreate ur post op pic from the 60s. i think I’ll get some laughs #cs ig #jeddah 2024 #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz

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norrisleclercf1 · 8 months

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hey, may I request something for Carlos and reader with a boy who is really protective of her mother so reader just has like two bodyguards, but it's just super sweet. I don't know If his boy could be a grown little guy or just a little boy, choose yourself.

A/N: I decided for the son to be a teenager

"Mama please, just let me do it." Your boy Lorenzo groans, grabbing your suitcase from you. 17 years old and he thinks you can't do anything for yourself. "Mama, you know I'm here. I'm just trying to help." He sighs, tossing the bag into the car closing the trunk.

"Yes, Lorenzo, and you know just because your father does this doesn't mean you should." Lorenzo was the double of his father, and of course Carlos raised his son to treat you with the utmost respect. "Mama, when Papa isn't here, I'm the man of the house." Your son even grabs the car keys as he prefers to drive than you.

"Boy, you are testing it." Pinching his cheek, Lorenzo smiles at you. The same smile as his father. "Also, I'm driving." Lorenzo groans knowing he was going to get an earful from his Papa.

Arriving at the track, Lorenzo's easy going attitude falls away seeing all the fans. "Mama, maybe we should wait." "I've been doing this for 24 years, Lo. I'll be okay." Making a noise in his throat he stares at the very large crowd. "Mama, don't let go of my hand, please?" He asks, not because he was worried. But he didn't want to lose you in the crowd.

"Okay, Lorenzo." Helping you out of the car, your son pulls you close. "Excuse us," Lorenzo sounding like Carlos as he makes his way through the crowd. Fans screaming yours and Lorenzo's names. "Stay close." Lorenzo tightens his hold pushing through the crowd, but it becomes older. "Lo? Y/n?" "Papa?" Another body joins your other side, one you have memorized over the years.

"It's okay, I'm here." Lorenzo nods as your two men move you from the large crowd. "Here we go," Finally getting to the main gate you get through the crowd into the Paddock. "Mama? Are you okay?" Lorenzo starts to look over you worried you might've been hurt.

"Are you hurt?" Carlos joins in, grabbing his hand you smile kissing it. "Carlos, love, I'm okay. You just raised a protective son." You narrow your eyes which has him chuckling. "Need someone to look after you when I'm not home." Carlos pats Lorenzo on the back, before pulling him in kissing his cheek.

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thisismeracing · 5 months

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Ok if we’re going to talk about dads, let’s talk about Carlos (you know why lol)

I’m picturing the scene as you just had your baby and watched him tear up when they put the little bean in his arms and get so excited when they suggested skin to skin bonding (you’ve never seen him whip his shirt off so fast, not for anything in the world) but you’re wiped so you end up taking a little nap

when you wake up, he’s having what seems to be a very in depth conversation with your baby, telling them “so, yeah, your mami is a warrior, she grew you pretty much all by herself, I just helped one day, but you know her already, you know how great she is, and now you’re looking at me like ‘who’s this guy?’ but I promise i already love you more than the whole world” and you just absolutely melt

omggggggggggg YES!!!!

The way he would talk in Spanish with your baby every time, so much it became their thing. You weren't even surprised when the baby's first word was in Spanish.

This last scene *crying into my hands* it would probably happen in the middle of the night, you're exhausted, and the baby just woke up, they weren't hungry, just something disturbed their sleep, and so Carlos was quick to get up and bring the little one to bed, assuring you he had it all under control, so you turn around and fall asleep again, only to wake up with this scene. The baby, who only now started to hold their neck, was looking at their dad with all the attention in the world, big chocolate eyes like his, just going around his face and listening to everything. They even graced Carlos with one smile, to which he cooed and kissed their chubby cheeks.

#dancininseptember #thots #cs55 #millies inbox #f1 x reader #baby fever #dad!carlos #carlos sainz

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diorleclerc · 2 years

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Could you possibly write something on Carlos Sainz, a breakfast scenario, w/your guys' child maybe x

you wake up to an empty bed, your daughter and husband both nowhere to be seen, but you could hear little giggles and laughter coming from downstairs.

you head down and see both of them wearing matching aprons, you daughter sitting on the counter while carlos mixed the pancake batter by her side.

“and what are my two little chefs cooking up?”

at the sound of your voice, they both turn to the entryway to see you with a very amused look on your face.

“mommy! we were supposed to surprise you!” your daughter exclaims. “aw, i’m sorry i ruined the surprise. but you guys sounded like you were having so much fun and i didn’t wanna be left out,” you say, going over to give her a lkiss on her forehead.

“and where’s my good morning kiss?” your husband speaks up. “be patient,” you giggle before pecking his lips quickly.

“so what’re we making?” you ask. “oh no. we are the ones cooking. you don’t get to do any of the work,” carlos shakes his head, leading you to the dining table so you could just watch them.

“oh come on. i’m already here. let me help,” you say but they both shake their heads. “nope! you’re not allowed to help mommy!” your daughter exclaims.

you sit and watch as the two of them mixed the batter, carlos instructing her on what to do for each step. while you watched, you were able to sneak a few cute photos of them.

“okay mi amor, slowly,” carlos says as he helps your daughter flip the pancakes. “that’s it! look at that, absolutely perfect. don’t think i’ve ever seen a more delicious looking pancake,” he says, making her giggle.

she helps him with a few more before he takes over and makes the rest himself so it was faster then they joined you at the table.

“so? are they good mommy?” your daughter watches as you take a bite. “mmm, your daddy was right. these are the tastiest pancakes ever,” you hum, making her smile even wider.

“what? they can’t be better than mine!” carlos teases. “sorry babe, but they’re ten times better than yours,” you say, watching as your daughter stuck her tongue out at him.

“oh really now?” carlos starts as he pulls her onto his lap. “i think the tickle monster would disagree with that!” he exclaims before tickling her sides, filling the room with her giggles.

watching the way both of them are smiling and laughing puts an even bigger smile on your face. and giggles quickly start to spill from your lips when carlos and your daughter decide to team up and attack you with tickles.

#cs #dad!carlos #diorleclerc drabbles

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hemmingsleclerc · 1 month

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Hi! Could you write a fic with dad!Carlos x reader, where they have twins, and they're in a family gathering, they're playing UNO with the kids, each has one twin, but then Carlos loses, reader won, and pretenting to be super offended and says reader cheated, and everybody is siding with her, including the twins, and he pretends to cry, and the kids feel bad and hug and kiss their daddy? Thank you! <3

UNO! ┃CS55

note: ugh I love dad!Carlos 😭💕 this request was soo funny, I loved it

The Sainz family gathered for a joyful family reunion, and laughter echoed through the living room. Carlos and his wife Y/N watched over their energetic twins, Adrian and Noah, as they ran around the room, their laughter mingling with their voices.

"Alright, who wants to play a game?!" Y/N asked. Carlos approached the large table in the living room with different board games and the twins approached the table excitedly to grab their places.

''UNO! Please!'' Noah shouted holding up the deck of brightly colored cards.

''Yes! I love that game!'' Adrian nodded in agreement

''Alright, UNO will be''

Carlos smiled, knowing that a game of UNO with his lively twins was always chaos. "Are you guys ready?" he asked, ruffling Adrian's hair as he sat at the table next to him.

Adrian nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with anticipation. "Yes, Dad! We'll beat Mommy, right, Noah?"

Noah nodded, his small hand clutching a handful of UNO cards. ''Of course, because I will win!''

The game began with cheers and jokes. Y/N and Carlos teamed up with one of the twins each, creating a competition. As the game progressed, laughter filled the room and the twins' infectious giggles warmed their parents' hearts.

''Come on Noah!'' Carlos said frustrated, ''Why do you always give me +4 cards?''

Noah giggled ''Sorry papá''

However, luck seemed to favor Y/N and Noah as they drew card after card, inching closer to victory. Carlos and Adrián exchanged determined looks, but despite their best efforts, their stack of cards steadily grew thanks to Y/N's strategies.

Finally, with a triumphant smile, Y/N laid down her last card, declaring herself the winner. "UNO!" she exclaimed, her eyes full of joy and amusement as she watched Carlos throw his stack of cards onto the table.

Carlos's jaw dropped in mock disbelief, his playful expression turning into an exaggerated pout. "No, c'mon! You cheated, amor! You must have! I was winning," he exclaimed, feigning offense.

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully and her laughter filled the room. "Oh, come on, Carlos! You're just jealous because you lost fairly, once again I proved to be the best at this game, accept it cariño."

The room erupted in laughter as Carlos continued his charade, pretending to be deeply hurt by his defeat. "But…but…I thought we were a team, Adrian!" He said, turning to his son with feigned disappointment when he saw how he celebrated his mother's victory.

Adrian giggled, shaking his head. "Sorry, daddy! Mommy's the best at UNO!"

"No fair, Noah! You're supposed to be on my team!" Carlos exclaimed, turning to his other son, who simply grinned in response.

The rest of the family joined in, mocking Carlos affectionately as he continued his theatrics, pretending to wipe away imaginary tears while covering his face. However, the twins, sensing his father's distress, exchanged a worried look.

"Papá, you're the best in the world!" Adrian declared, throwing his arms around Carlos in a tight hug.''Please don't cry! We didn't want to make you feel bad''

Noah joined in, wrapping his little arms around Carlos's neck. "We love you, papá!"

Carlos's heart filled with warmth as he hugged his children tightly, his playful façade fading. Y/N watched everything fondly as she saw her husband along with their little children.

With a satisfied smile, Carlos leaned down to plant a kiss on the forehead of each of his twins. "I love you both more than anything in the world," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion.

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midesastremanifiesto · 1 month

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So Carlos Sr asked him something and Carlos said "it bothers me, yes" :(

#carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz #I love he has his dad with him to support him #he's so gentle with his boy <3

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eccentricwritingbaby · 18 days

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cooking up some fun with the sainz’

dad!carlos sainz jr x wife!mom!reader

summary - y/n sainz is a successfully famous chef with her own restaurant and ever since covid, she has been cooking on instagram live once a week. fans adore the sweet interactions between her and carlos and their little baby girl.

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“mi amor, i am about to go live while cooking dinner,” you nod over from behind the kitchen counter, towards your husband whos sitting on the couch. he sets down his phone and turns to face you while you continue, “if you could just keep up with santana while i’m doing so, you know i still don’t want her face all over the media, porfa,”

“por supuesto, cariño. but you do know you don’t have to ask me to watch our child,” he lets out a chuckle as he stands, sauntering over to the kitchen where you are finishing wiping down the counters and adding extra tidiness to your lived-in kitchen. he slowly grabs both of your hands from the counter, removing the cleaning spray and rag, and intertwining your fingers. you inched closer to him and rested your head against his chest. carlos plants a soft kiss onto the top of your head as you begin your reply, “i know, carlos, but i just don’t want her running around the kitchen which is dangerous or having her face pop up more onto my screen than it already has. she’s four, she doesn’t deserve to be subjected to our lifestyle just yet,” you let out your vulnerable admission as carlos lets your left hand go and steadily strokes the back of your head instead.

“i know, i’ll keep a close eye on her,” your husband looks down at you with a quick smile before he eases you more, ”you have nothing to worry about,” with his last word he begins to bend down in order to place a kiss onto your lips.

“EWW!” your four year old yells out from the bottom of the stairs. she had very obviously just woken up from her nap with her dark hair flying in all different directions, her favorite meerkat plushie hanging from her grasp, and most importantly, a very happy piñon trailing behind her. ever since she was born, the dog followed santana absolutely everywhere. call it protection or just puppy love, it was still the cutest part of your little family.

“and when did you wake up, señora?” you pull apart from your husband with a laugh in order to look at your daughter properly, but don’t miss carlos’ pleading gaze to ignore your daughters wishes and give him a kiss. you took one more glance back at him and kissed his cheek to meet in the middle as he released his signature smile and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“ahora,” she responds while rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand and slowly beginning to trudge over to the couch.

“mama is about to begin dinner, mija. why don’t you and i find a game to play while she does?” your husband proposes.

“okay, papi,” she says quietly before she gains some energy, “but only if we get to play hide and seek!” she squeals out in excitement. carlos laughs as you move around his hold to set up your phone and put away your cleaning supplies.

his voice graces a higher octave, one saved particularly for your pride and joy, while matching her adorable enthusiasm, “hide and seek! santana, that is a great idea! how could i not have thought of it?” he laughs along with her as she pulls herself to stand up on the couch, legs bouncing underneath her.

“no se, papi! but i thought of it! so we do it?” she asks, looking up at him with her big, brown, wide eyes inherited from the man himself as he strolls over to her place. your husband easily scoops her up into a fit of giggles as he runs her into his office in order to plan out their game. you take this brief moment of quiet to begin the live, and continue to pull out your necessary ingredients as people begin to join.

once enough people had joined, you share a bright smile and begin your discussion, “hola, everyone! today we are venturing over to italy for our dinner, and making some homemade pizza,” you begin to take out tomatoes and slice them as you carry on, “it sounds very simple, yet you can make it anything you want with toppings, which is the magic of cooking,” you glance up at the camera to notice the brief display of comments and continue to explain, “everything is going to be homemade here, the sauce, the dough, and the cheese! it’s a great meal especially when you have a little one who is just now becoming a bit picky,” you let out a chuckle as you think on to the many ‘no’s’ that came from your four year old as you presented her with different cuisines. one that never misses will always be pizza.

“okay! i already made my dough last night since i knew i’d be pretty busy today, but i do have a video on how to make that if you want to know, it’s on my story in the highlights of my 'how to's',” you finished chopping up all your tomatoes and threw them into the pan with a bit of oil, “now we’re working on the sauce, so i just chopped up maybe a cup and half - ‘measure with your heart’ - as my abuela always told me, of tomatoes and toss it into a low/medium heated pan with some olive oil to cook it down,” you were about to continue, but instead were interrupted by a little giggle at your feet. you looked down at your smiling daughter as she reached a finger up to her lips in order for you to keep her location a secret. you shot her a wink and then pretend to zip your lips and throw away the key. your peripheral caught your husband sneaking around and looking near and far for the little fit of laughs that was sitting on your feet.

“next up that i’ll work on is the cheese, we’re making mozzarella so im just going to start by putting some milk on heat using m-”

“psst” carlos cuts you off from behind the camera, attempting, attempting, to not interrupt. once you give him a confused look he begins to mouth out ‘donde?” while confusion etches his face as well. you stifle a laugh and give him an obvious glance down to your feet in order to hint. his head falls back with a smile and he rounds the corner of the counter to catch his daughter. you view the scene playout and begin to stir around the wilted tomatoes on the stove, santana screeching in joy as carlos comes onto the screen of your live, picking up his daughter while reciting the chant, ‘i’ve found you, mija!’ ‘i’ve found you!’ and you just look on in awe.

the comments begin to fly by at lightning speed due to the domestic bliss your family carried onto the screen. carlos, still holding a giggly santana, checks you over while looking between you and your phone, “lo siento, amor,” he stretches his puppy dog eyes towards you and you can’t help but swoon, “it’s okay, enjoy hiding from this little detective next, baby,” before carlos could even respond, a resounding sound of disgust is let out from the four year old and she squeaks out, “i your baby mama! not papi,” she holds onto her pout and crosses her arms tightly as she looks between you two. you turn the heat low on the stove for both your projects and head over to where your husband and baby are, slowly repeating back to her, “you are my baby, princesa,” bringing your hands up to her tummy you begin to make her emit her loud and infectious laughter to you and carlos.

the comments poured over on your phone as you left your love-bubble to take a look at them, one stuck out and you replied, still holding a slight laugh in your voice, “yes, we are very happy,” and you went back to smiling at your beautiful family.

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