#sainzfilm drabbles

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Toto + mutual pining (maybe with driver!reader?)

pairing: toto wolff x driver!reader

a/n: HELLO I AM BACK. this has been so long and overdue but school has been fucking me over honestly. but also man oh man…ive been in such a toto mood lately like i am head over heels for this man and i need him in my life thank you very much

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When Ferrari had announced their newest recruit for the upcoming season, Toto didn’t expect anything out of it. He couldn’t help but think that the newbie’s going to undergo much pressure having to race against the Tifosi’s Il Predestinato.

But if someone were to ask his thoughts about it in a few months time? Toto would simply chuckle nervously and shrug it off before walking off and thinking that he was completely fucked.

“So, Toto, we want to know your piece of the pie,” Lissie asked the Austrian, “What are your thoughts on the grid’s newest red Stallion?”

“To say that I’m impressed would be an understatement,” Toto chuckled softly, putting his hands in his pockets and quickly glanced your way to the media pen before turning his attention back to Lissie, “She’s easily rising up the ranks, I could say that she is a lingering threat to our fight in the championship.”

Lissie nodded in understanding, a smile playing on her lips as she noticed the sneaky glances that Toto has been giving you, “Would you consider her to be a future driver for Mercedes?”

“I think it’d be a better fit to ask her if she’d consider a future with Mercedes,” Toto replied, a twinkle in his eye as he saw you finishing your interview and waiting at the side, “She does have a bright future in motorsport.”

As Lissie wrapped up the interview and exchanged thanks with the Austrian, who was immediately walking out of the media pen to mess up your hair from behind, “Someone finished media day quickly.”

“Stop messing with my hair,” You frowned, playfully punching his arm and eliciting a laugh from the Mercedes team principal, “I could say the same to you.”

“I figured I had better things to do,” He shrugged, walking beside you, “You busy for the day?”

Putting your cap back on your head and adjusting it, you shook your head, “Not until the evening. Why? You got something in mind?”

Toto stopped walking for a moment, turning his attention to you with a sly smile on his face, “Would an afternoon with your favorite macarons, matcha latte, and Austrian be enticing enough?”

As you threw your head back laughing from the idiocy of the film, Grown Ups, on your laptop, Toto couldn’t help but admire the way your eyes turned into crescents and snicker at the way you snort from getting a few laughs out.

Toto put his arm around you on the couch in his office at the motorhome, “You’ve seen this film a million times yet you still laugh at it.”

“And you still watch it with me throughout the duration of our very odd friendship,” You poked your tongue out, reaching over for a macaron, “That is dedication.”

Very odd friendship. Sure, maybe that’s what Toto would call it – the lingering touches, the way your eyes meet in a room full of people, getting on a Facetime call most of the time, even when either one of you would fall asleep during it.

It was fair to say that Toto felt his heart skip a beat when you situated your head on his lap, yawning in the process as you rubbed your eyes, “Is this okay? I just want to take a nap.”

“Not a problem at all,” He cleared his throat, shifting to a more comfortable position and carefully reaching under the coffee table to grab a blanket to drape it on your figure, “Get comfortable, Y/N.”

With a soft sigh escaping your lips, you snuggled the blanket while Toto softly combed his fingers through your hair in hopes of getting you to fall asleep quicker. It was as if a lightbulb went off his head that prompted him to hum your favorite song all of a sudden.

As your eyes started to close with a soft smile on your face, you sleepily reached out for his free hand and intertwined it with yours. Neither of you said a word but it could easily be seen by anyone that your hearts were content with the way things are.

“I still think this is a…” You mumbled sleepily, your breathing starting to even out, “Very odd friendship.”

Toto chuckled quietly, leaning down to kiss your forehead gently and resumed his position by leaning his head back on the couch, “One where the Mercedes team principal likes the stargirl of Ferrari?”

Feeling the heat rush to your cheeks, you couldn’t help but try and fight the blush by clearing your throat, “I heard the stargirl of Ferrari likes the Mercedes team principal too.”

bonus scene!

Toto smiled proudly at you, standing on the topmost spot of the podium and holding your trophy up high. It’s been three months since the situation that kickstarted your relationship with the Austrian. Nobody had to know just yet – it was better that you two just kept it to yourselves for the meantime.

Looking down at the sea of people, you smiled brightly as you spotted your lover and traced the letter ‘T’ over your heart, which would definitely cause a commotion all over the paddock.

“Interesting sight up there, boss,” Lewis nudged his shoulder, a smirk on his face, “So, I definitely figured out the mystery girl now.”

“We weren’t trying to keep it a secret,” Toto replied nonchalantly, his eyes never leaving you, “Just a bit discreet about the actual label of our relationship. People would figure it out.”

Toto chuckled from the confusion on Lewis’ face, but also at the fact that no one really pieced the puzzle pieces together – how you always came to the paddock together, the way rumors of you having a mystery guy on your lockscreen spread, a keychain of the initial of your name hanging from Toto’s car keys.

But then again, Toto wouldn’t really mind whether or not the world would know your relationship. All that mattered was that you were his girl.

#sainzfilm drabbles #toto wolff x reader #toto wolff drabble #toto wolff fanfic #toto wolff fluff #toto wolff oneshot #toto wolff #toto wolff imagine #toto wolff x you #mercedes #f1 imagine #formula 1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagines #formula 1 x reader #f1 fanfic #fluff

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hey! i love your writing so much and i was wondering if you could do a drabble of charles and reader (model or actress or smth) where they’re already in an established relationship but it’d secret to the fans (friends and family know tho) and reader wants to make it public, feeling like she’s always on the side and that he’s embarrassed but actually charles feels he’s not good enough for her bc she’s also famous and so many guys like her

pairing: charles leclerc x actress!reader

a/n: me wishing i could be in a secret relationship with anyone on my favs list….anyways hope you like this anon, thank you for requesting :)

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“And the Academy Award for Best Actress goes to…Y/N Y/L/N!”

Charles couldn’t believe what he heard on television as he cheered for you from the hotel he was staying at. You did it– his girl got the most prestigious award for an actress and he couldn’t have been anymore prouder.

You looked ethereal as you walked up the stage, wearing the biggest smile on your face and the most elegant red gown. Taking the award from the presenter, you took a deep breath and raised it up high.

“Wow, this is just surreal! I never imagined myself on this stage, let alone holding this,” You laughed softly as you looked at the award in your hands, “There isn’t much to say. I’m grateful for all the love and support I’ve gotten for the past few years in my career. I’d never be here with out my family, my best friends, and a certain special someone in my life. This is all for them, thank you!”

Sitting on the bed, Charles couldn’t believe what he just heard. You had technically mentioned him in live television. It was if you were saying that your heart belonged to him, which somewhat eased up the doubts he’s had in his mind.

It wasn’t until a few hours later when Charles’ phone lit up from a Facetime call and he hurriedly picked it up, his heart fluttering when he saw your face.

“Congratulations, mon ange!” Charles exclaimed with a big smile on his face, “How’s my girl doing? Can’t believe I’m dating an Academy Award winner.”

“Thank you, my love,” You giggled as you laid back in bed, hair sprawled over as you lifted your phone above your face, “I feel exhausted but I really wanted to talk to you.”

“You should rest first,” Charles clicked his tongue as he shook his head, putting his arm behind his head, “You know I’ll be here when you wake up, baby.”

“I don’t wanna,” You pouted, which elicited a chuckle from your Monégasque lover, “I wanted to talk to you about something though, Cha.”

“Hm, what is it, mon ange?”

“You didn’t mind that I sort of revealed our relationship during my speech earlier, right?”

Charles frowned a bit, taking longer than usual to answer.

“Cha?” You whispered as your eyebrows furrowed, “Was my connection bad?”

“No, not at all. Sorry,” He mumbled as he sat up straighter, “I just- is it the right decision, baby?”

“I think it is,” You shrugged as you put your phone up against a pillow before laying on your side to face it, “We’ve been going steady for nearly a year and…I don’t know I just want to let everyone know that I’m taken by you, you know?”

“Mon ange…” Charles sighed as he rubbed a hand down his face, “Don’t get me wrong, I love you, but it’s just…”

“Just what, Charles? I’m not good enough for you?” You frowned as your bottom lip quivered, “Are you embarrassed of everyone else in the world knowing?”

“No, baby! It’s not that,” He said as he mirrored your expression, “It’s pretty much the other way around.”

“Huh? You think you’re not good enough for me?”

Charles looked down and nodded, “Yeah. You’re just so famous, you know? I’m like a tiny speck in your universe and all these guys want you, yet you chose me.”

Hearing Charles open up about what he felt shattered your heart. How could he ever think that way? He was beyond perfect– your dream guy rolled into one certain Monégasque Ferrari driver.

“Cha…” You pouted as you looked at him through your screen, “You’re so much more than enough for me. Who cares about those guys? You’re everything that I’ve ever yearned for in my life.”

“You’re just saying that…”

“Charles Leclerc, look at me,” You sternly said as he looked at you, “Who did I pick?”

“Me.”

“Who’s my boyfriend?”

Charles grumbled, “Me.”

“I love you. My heart is yours,” You smiled reassuringly, “You’re the only one I have eyes for. I promise.”

“I love you, mon ange,” He smiled softly back at you, “Sorry you have to put up with me.”

“I could say the same to you,” You chuckled as you looked at him lovingly, fighting back a yawn, “Whats yours is mine– burdens and joys.”

“Through burdens and joys, baby. Now, go to sleep, you need to rest. I’ll be here, I’ll stay in the call.”

Yawning as you nodded, slowly drifting off to sleep, “Goodnight, Cha. I love you.”

“Goodnight, mon ange, I love you.”

As you slept peacefully, Charles stared at the ceiling and thought how light his heart felt from your reassurance. You chose him. And, maybe, it is time to let the world know how much he loved you.

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charles_leclerc my girl just won the academy award for best actress last night. always proud of you, mon ange. you’re taking the world by a storm, i love you. 🤍

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yourusername: my cha, my il predestinato 🤍 i love love love you more than words can say.

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leclercupdates: HOW WHAT WHEN WHERE they’re so cute!!! 😭

carlossainz55: ay cabrón, finally! and congrats to my friend, Y/N 😜

yourusername: thank you mr. smooth operator 😌

ynlovebot: IM SCREAMING I KNEW THIS WAS COMING FOR A LONG TIME

16leclerc: TELL ME ABOUT IT I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING MY PARENTS

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toto + oblivious?

like reader doesn't realize at all and doesn't understand him like lightly flirting with them. maybe driver!reader (I'm a sucker for it) a d they also have a crush on him but they don't really blush or outwardly show it when he's around but their teamate catches on! (also can it be Fernando again?)

-🐺 I was the other anon who requested the toto+Blind date with driver readed

pairing: toto wolff x driver!reader

a/n: hello, my love!! hehehe this is a cute prompt but im making the driver be in mercedes with lewis instead :) i hope you still like it though <3

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“She’s finally here!” Lewis hollered, raising his glass of wine in his hand and approached you to give you a quick hug, “What took you so long?”

“Didn’t know I was that important,” You joked, patting his back and smiling, “Had the dilemma of not knowing what to wear.”

Across the room, Toto spotted you and excused himself from the conversation he was having and made his way towards you with a smile on his face, “There’s my girl. Been waiting for you!”

Turning to look at the tall Austrian, you grinned and nudged his shoulder, “You say that to everyone.”

“How could you accuse me of such a thing,” Toto feigned offense, eliciting a laugh from you before placing his hand on your back, “C’mon, the party can’t start without my favorite driver.”

Lewis rolled his eyes playfully and smirked upon seeing you tense up from Toto’s touch, “Go on, you lovebirds.”

Turning back to glare at him, you mouthed ‘I’ll kidnap Roscoe’ that caused the Brit to laugh as he shook his head, immediately catching on to the crush you had harbored on the team principal.

“So, what took you long?” Toto questioned, leading you out to the balcony, “It’s unlike you to be late.”

“Well, for starters, I have this massive headache right now,” You replied, looking up at him, “Plus, I couldn’t find an Uber right away.”

“Are you sick?” He frowned, pressing his palm on your forehead, “You know that I could’ve picked you up, right?”

Shrugging as you grabbed a drink from a server passing by, you leaned against the wall, “I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Oh, liebling, please,” Toto scoffed, rolling his eyes and taking a sip of his whiskey, “That’s the last thing you’d be to me. I’ll drive you home.” Darling

“You’re not letting down, are you?” You raised an eyebrow and lightly shivered from the night breeze, “I can bring myself home just fine.”

Before Toto responded, he set his glass down and shrugged his jacket off and wrapped it around your shoulders with a smile, “Not when it’s you. And it’s final, I’ll bring you home.”

Smiling softly, you slid your arms inside the jacket and crossed your arms while Toto fixed your hair that was on your face, “Thanks, boss man.”

A few hours had passed, the party still going on at the venue the Mercedes team had rented out for a season ender. You weren’t sure how you ended up leaning against Toto’s shoulder on the couch, but then again, how could you complain?

“You know, this cheesecake is really good,” You chimed, voice muffled from the dessert stuffed inside your mouth, “Do you want some?”

Toto chuckled and shook his head, patting your head from having his arm around your shoulder, “I’m fine, liebling.”

Sitting up, you shook your head and brought up the fork to his mouth with a smile, “C’mon, it’s really good!”

“I know it’s good, I can tell,” Toto snickered, reaching up to wipe the smudge of food on the corner of your lips, “You’re a messy eater, Y/N.”

Visibly swallowing, you smiled sheepishly and set down the plate before standing up, “I’ll just freshen up in the bathroom, I’ll be back.”

As you hurriedly walked to the bathroom, Lewis pulled you aside, which caused you to scream in surprise, “It’s just me, weirdo.”

“You’re going to give me a heart attack,” You exclaimed, punching his shoulder, “What do you want?”

“You know you’re a smart girl but,” Lewis chuckled, rubbing his forehead and shook his head, “You sure are obliviously stupid.”

Frowning in response, you crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow, “Excuse me?”

Lewis rolled his eyes, “Haven’t you seen the way Toto looks at you? Treats you? Like you’re the only girl in his life?”

“Uh, I don’t know,” You mumbled, zoning out in confusion, “How does he look at me?”

“For beginners like you,” Toto trailed off, walking to stand next to your smirking teammate, “Like I’m helplessly falling for you.”

“Oh Jesus,” Your eyes widened as you turned as red as a Ferrari from embarrassment, “Did Lewis put you up to this?”

Lewis threw his hands up while laughing and walking off, “Good luck, lovebirds! It’s about damn time!”

Toto chuckled, reaching over to tuck a stray hair behind your ear, “Rookie of the year yet the most oblivious girl, hm?”

“Shut up,” You mumbled, swatting his hand as a frown formed on your face, “I’m not oblivious! I didn’t want to assume.”

“Assume that I didn’t like you?” Toto raised an eyebrow, “For starters, I don’t call anyone else liebling.”

You shrugged, nodding your head slowly, “Okay, I get your point.”

“And to be fair, people around us have caught on,” He snickered, “Except you. Pretty contradicting to the speed you showcase on the grid.”

“Okay, time for you to drive me home,” You glared and grabbed his hand, dragging him out of the party, “I will un-crush you at this moment.”

“Please, you can’t do that,” Toto smirked and pulled you back, causing you to collide against his chest, “How could I ever give you a kiss then?”

You rolled your eyes and poked your tongue out at him, mumbling, “Okay then, I’ll change my mind.”

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“So, Y/N, how’s it like to have Toto as a boss?” Lissie asked, “We wanna hear it from the rookie of the year.”

“Well, for starters, he’s annoying,” You chuckled, shaking your head, “But then, he’s possibly the best boss I’ve had.”

Lissie raised her eyebrow with a laugh, “Annoying? Do enlighten us from that statement.”

Before you could reply, Toto was fast approaching the two of you and leaned down to kiss your temple and smile at Lissie and the camera, “Don’t believe anything my girlfriend says, I’m not annoying. She says that to rile me up.”

“Oh please, you are annoying, hogging my interview,” You laughed and rolled your eyes playfully, “Move along now.”

“She loves it when I’m annoying,” Toto grinned, turning his attention to a surprised Lissie, “Make sure to take that down and disregard whatever she’s said earlier.”

“Okay, goodbye, Toto!” You poked your tongue out, playfully pushing him away before taking your seat back in front of Lissie, “Sorry about that, where were we?”

“So, Y/N, not only are you rookie of the year,” She grinned, “But also, the girlfriend of everyone’s favorite team principal.”

Laughing as you nodded, “Guess the secret’s out then. Also, he did beg me to be his girlfriend.”

Toto peeked his head out from the corner and pointed at you with a frown, exclaiming, “Do not put that on the record, I did not! She wanted to be my girlfriend!”

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First snowfall with lando or Pierre. Maybe they have a child who is experiencing it for the first time

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: me suffering from this because i havent experienced snow just yet 🥹 but this would be so cute im gonna cry

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“You know,” You grinned as you stirred the ingredients in the bowl, “I bet she’s going to say mama first.”

Lando scoffed as he rolled his eyes playfully while he fed your daughter, “Of course not! Sloane’s a daddy’s girl, aren’t you, honey?”

Sloane babbled as she clapped her hands together, looking at you while you made Christmas cookies for the family.

“Told you so,” You poked your tongue out at him, placing the batter on the baking sheet before walking over to your little girl, “You’re mommy’s girl, aren’t you?”

Smiling as you wiped your hands on your apron, you reached down to carry your daughter in your arms, “My love’s so pretty.”

Lando smiled as he wrapped his arms around the two of you, kissing your cheek, “And you my love are, as well.”

“Look, daddy’s getting cheesy,” You gasped, looking at Sloane as she giggled, “Anything special as to why you’re extra sweet?”

“Just want to shower my lovely wife with affection,” He replied, caressing your hair and kissing your temple, “And be- oh my god, it’s snowing!”

You looked out the kitchen window, in awe of the snowflakes that started falling and covering the ground, “Baby, did you hear what daddy said? It’s snowing!”

“Wait, let me get her jumper!” Lando called out as he ran upstairs to Sloane’s room, “It’s her first snowfall!”

Laughing at your husband’s antics, you bounced your daughter on your hip as you walked over to the coat rack to grab your coats.

“Sloane, honey, it’s your first snowfall!” You smiled as you gently placed her on the chair, tickling her stomach, “You excited, hm?”

Lando hurriedly ran down the stairs and kneeled down in front of Sloane to dress her up in a bright orange jumper, “A certified papaya girl.”

“Love…” You snickered as you covered your mouth, “She looks like an orange.”

“Then she’s my little orange slash papaya,” He smiled as he carried her in his arms, kissing her cheek, “My girl’s first snowfall.”

As Lando carried Sloane, you put on your coats and gloves, helping him put his after yours. You grabbed your phone, walking out to the garden with your husband and daughter.

Sloane giggled and clapped her hands as she saw the snowflakes fall around her, covering her jumper, and even touching her little cheeks.

“I’m glad that you’re home with us,” You leaned your head on his shoulder, “It wouldn’t be as special without you here.”

“You know that I’ll drop media things to be with my girls,” He replied, bouncing Sloane on his hip, “Plus, I’ll miss the little papaya girl when I’m gone.”

Sloane babbled as she placed her little hands on Lando’s face, squishing it with all her power.

You laughed as you took your phone out and took a few pictures of her, “My pretty little angel…and some man.”

“Hey, I’m not some man,” Lando huffed as he fixed the beanie on her head, “I’m your man.”

“Whatever you say, Mr. Norris,” You teased, sitting down on the ground and reached out for Sloane, “C’mon, baby, let’s make your first snow angels.”

Lando handed her over to you, smiling as he watched you help your daughter make her first snow angels. He never imagined that he’d be at this point, experiencing his daughter’s firsts with the most special woman in his life. But of course, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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landonorris my little papaya’s first snowfall ❄️🧡

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danielricciardo little papaya’s growing up so quickly, i miss her, buddy!

yourusername you better come visit us asap 😤

carlossainz55 so cute, glad she looks more like Y/N than you, muppet 😝

landonorris suddenly i dont know how to read

lando4norris MINI LANDOOOOO she’s so cute, she looks like the both of them so much 😭

norrislovebot i bet he’s saying she’s a daddy’s girl all the time 🫡

papayaupdates i have a slight feeling she’s a mommy’s girl though 🤔

georgerussell63 here to attest that sloane is a mommy’s girl through and through

landonorris THE BETRAYAL, GEORGE. 😫

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I think we as a collective NEED a fic on that goddam video of that max00 fan getting into a argument while over a dinner!! Something about the reader reacting to the way the guy was talking to him and literally ending him with some remark, and little meow meow Charles looking at you with the most loving eyes for defending him 🥹

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

a/n: MY GOD…..that made my blood boil. charles handled it so calmly though, i gotta tip my hat off to him. you’re never gonna see me that calm once someone crosses the line honestly. just made a few tweaks here and there to make the drabble a bit more interesting :)

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“Baby, I’ll just go to the comfort room,” You whisper as you stood up, grabbing your purse and kissing Charles’ temple, “Excuse me.”

Charles nodded as he continued eating, conversing with the other people seated around in the table. It was a peaceful dinner, not as enjoyable since he’d prefer to grab one with you and the other drivers on the grid.

Not until a man from the far end of the table started questioning Charles, “What is your vision?”

“Red Bull is a strong team, especially in the second half of the season. They managed to make upgrades,” Charles shrugged as he held onto his chopsticks, “They’ve got a very good pace in the car, it’s going to be difficult but it’s possible.”

Exiting the comfort room, you frowned as you heard the commotion from a few tables away. At first, you didn’t bother as it was probably some sort of discussion with regards to the technicalities of the sport.

Taking your seat back next to Charles, you placed the table napkin back on your lap and looked in between the two men having a discussion. You didn’t have to catch the entirety to be prepared for what the man was about to drop.

The man scoffed as he raised his palm, “But, how are you going to win against my Max Verstappen?”

Charles just gave a small smile as he continued eating. You scoffed as you took a quick look at him, whispering, “Is he being fucking serious right now? You’re not going to do anything?”

“It’s fine,” Charles softly replied as he patted your thigh with his hand, “I don’t want to add fuel to the fire.”

You frowned as you shook your head and turned to the man, who continuously rambled on about ‘his Max Verstappen’, “Excuse me? Sir?”

“Now, who is this?”

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N, Charles’ girlfriend,” You tried to smile as politely as you could muster, “I don’t know what you’re trying to insinuate over a peaceful dinner, but you’re being completely rude.”

“Rude?” The man laughed as he shook his head, “How am I being rude? For actually asking him how he could win against Max?”

“Exactly. You’re being an ass,” You scoffed as you crossed your arms, “Everyone is trying to have a peaceful dinner and you come around and trying to sour up everyone’s mood – especially my boyfriend’s.”

“What? Charles can’t defend himself against my remarks?”

“No, he can but he chooses not to because you’re pathetic,” You smiled sarcastically, “He can and will win against Max. Charles has the skill and talent, I have faith in him and so do millions of other Tifosi. He isn’t called ‘Il Predestinato’ for nothing.”

Before the man can respond to you, you raised a finger to silence him, “If you can’t say anything nice, then I suggest you keep your mouth shut. Don’t be all bark and no bite, you can’t even do what Charles does, so just bugger off.”

Charles looked at you, a twinkle in his eyes, as if you were the epitome of all things brave as a person. Any other individual would have noticed how Charles resembled a lovesick puppy, but that didn’t matter.

You stood up and grabbed your purse, turning to Charles and holding your hand out, “Now, please excuse us. I can’t stomach to share a table with some loudmouth bully.”

Looking to the other people seated, Charles mouthed his apologies before grabbing your hand and walking out of the restaurant.

“Quel connard!” You exclaimed as you waited for the valet to drive up the car, “J'ai l'impression que ma tension artérielle est au plafond. Je déteste les hommes comme lui.” What an asshole! I feel like my blood pressure is to the roof, I hate men like him.

Charles chuckled as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, kissing your cheek, “Mon ange, calm down. I know that you switch to full on French when you’re angry.”

“Okay, I’ll calm down,” You exhaled and held onto his arm, “I’m sorry if you didn’t like the way I acted back in there. I just – I fucking hate how it seemed like he was doubting you.”

“I know that, Y/N,” Charles turned you around, holding your face in his hands, “And I’m grateful for how you defended me. No apologies, okay?”

“I love you,” You mumbled as you hugged him, “I’ll defend you any time of the day.”

“I love you most,” Charles smiled as he rested his chin on the top of your head, “And I’ll do the same for you.”

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paddockgossip it looks like some drama went down at the dinner our beloved couple attended! luckily, we’ve heard that Y/N defended our il predestinato from a heated discussion 😉

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pierregasly didn’t you know? Y/N is the president of the leclerc protection squad 😛

mercupdates i cant 😭 this is a certified liked by pierre gasly moment and just here to defend his best friends

leclercupdates she represents all of us from that video that went viral 😤 girlboss Y/N we LOVE to see it

charlosbestboys damn right, she is THE moment

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hiiii i would love to please request carlos introducing you to his friends/family.

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

a/n: im so SOOOOFT for these things :( and also thank you for requesting a drabble with carlos hehehe i just love him sm. i hope you like this anon! :)

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Your relationship with Carlos was along the lines of private but not secret, which can probably attribute to why things have been going steady with him for the past six months.

Everything was great, he was truly the guy you’ve always yearned for. You knew it was coming sooner or later, but you weren’t ready when he proposed for you to meet his family and friends.

“Now, Mr. Sainz,” You teased as you set down your glass of wine, “What’s the special occasion as to why you wanted to cook for me?”

Carlos laughed and shook his head, “Nothing, mi amor. It’s just a regular day and I want to cook for my girl.”

“The c in Carlos stands for cheesy,” You rolled your eyes playfully as you twirled the pasta with your fork, “Thank you for dinner, baby.”

“Of course,” He smiled and reached out for your hand across the table, “I have one thing to ask though.”

“Hm, what is it, Carlos?”

“I think it’s time for you to meet my family and friends during my birthday dinner this weekend.”

If it wasn’t obvious enough to Carlos, you’ve been staring at yourself in the mirror for the past five minutes. Were you dressed up okay? Was it too much? What if they don’t like you?

“Amor, it’s ti- are you okay?” Carlos frowned as he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder, “You know you’ve been standing for a few minutes.”

“Do you think my outfit is okay?” You mumbled as you played with his fingers, “I feel like I’m underdressed.”

He sighed as he leaned up to kiss your cheek, “Underdressed? You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”

“What if they don’t like me?”

“Ah, there it is,” Carlos smiled softly as he turned you around and held your face in his hands, “Y/N, I talk to my mother about you every time I get the chance to. My sisters? They’re glad I’ve finally found a partner like you. Don’t get me started with the guys, they tease me when I uncontrollably smile when you text me before and after races.”

You pouted and hugged him tightly, mumbling against his chest, “I hate you. Why are you so perfect and I’m me?”

“I could throw back the question to you,” Carlos chuckled as he kissed the top of your head, “C’mon now, they’re waiting downstairs.”

Taking a deep breath, you put on a smile and held Carlos’ hand as the two of you exited the room and made your way downstairs.

“There he is! My birthday boy,” Carlos’ mother exclaimed and walked over towards the two of you, engulfing him in a hug, “Feliz cumpleaños, mi hijo.” Happy birthday, my son.

“Gracias, mamá,” Carlos smiled and kissed his mother’s cheek, “Mamá, I want you to meet Y/N. Ella es el amor de mi vida.” Mama, I want you to meet Y/N. She’s the love of my life.

Before you could smile and respond, Carlos’ mother gave you a big hug and kiss on the cheek, “Oh, tan hermosa, Carlos! Nice to meet you, Y/N. Carlos has told me such wonderful things about you.”

“O-Oh, thank you, Mrs. Sainz!” You blushed as you smiled softly, “It’s really nice to finally meet you too.”

“Nonsense, mi hija,” She gently patted your shoulder and smiled, “You can call me mamá, too.”

“Mamá, donde estan Blanca y Ana?” Carlos asked his mother, looking around for his sisters, “Ellas estan atrasadas?” Mama, where is Blanca and Ana? Are they late?

Carlos’ mother snickered and nodded, “Sí, estarán aquí pronto. Blanca recogerá a Ana.” Yes, they’ll be here soon. Blanca will pick up Ana.

“Ay, ¿por qué son tan lentas?” Carlos laughed as he shook his head, “Mamá, voy a presentarla a los otros conductores, ¿de acuerdo? Estaremos de vuelta.” Ay, why are they so slow? Mama, I’ll just introduce her to the other drivers, okay? We’ll be back.

She nodded, giving Carlos a quick hug before she turned to you and smiled as she leaned in to whisper in your ear, “Thank you for taking care of my son’s heart.”

“He means the world to me,” You smiled, “Thank you for being so kind to me, mamá.”

Carlos put his arm around your waist as he led you to the patio, where the other drivers were, “See, amor? Nothing to be nervous about. Mamá adores you.”

“Is that the birthday boy coming?” Daniel exclaims, clapping his hands and cheering, “Finally letting us meet his girl.”

The drivers greeted Carlos one by one, smiling and hugging him quickly.

“Guys, this is Y/N,” Carlos smiled as he put his arm around your shoulder, kissing your temple, “She’s my girlfriend.”

“Hey, Y/N,” Charles grinned as he looked over at Carlos, “You know he always turns as red as a Ferrari when you text him.”

“Shut up, mate.”

Everyone was welcoming, either shaking your hand or bringing you in for a hug. It was nice meeting your Carlos’ friends– especially the ones he was with so often.

As everyone mingled and enjoyed the night, you stayed beside Carlos as he blew out the candles on his cake, wrapping you in a hug.

“So, what’d you wish for, birthday boy?” You smiled as you brushed his hair back, “Think it’ll be granted?”

Carlos looked at you lovingly as he nodded. Anyone in the room could tell that you were his wish, a different sparkle in his eyes since you came in his life, “It already was, mi amor.”

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omg i love that carlos drable, do you think you can do one in which they are friends or enemies but he gets jealous and they confess their feelings?

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

a/n: PLEASEEE oh my god i love this kind of trope 😭 thank you for requesting and i hope you like it anon! :) lmk what you think hehehe

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“Happy birthday, Cha!” You grinned as you threw your arms around your childhood best friend, “I am ready to party tonight!”

Charles chuckled as he ruffled up your hair and yelled through the blaring music, “Thank you, petit chou. Have you seen your favorite person?”

“Blech, don’t remind me about him,” You groaned as you pretended to throw up, “All your other friends are nice! But him? Mon dieu, il est une menace!” My god, he’s a menace.

“You know, you did spill coffee all over him for like…three times,” Charles laughed as he guided you to a table with his friends inside the bar, “I can’t blame Carlos.”

Frowning, you punched his shoulder playfully as you sat down and smoothened your skirt, “Just because it’s your birthday doesn’t mean you’re exempted from my punches.”

“Peu importe ce que tu dis,” He grinned as he patted your head, “I’ll head over to Charlotte, just ring me up, okay? The bar’s just everyone I know so don’t worry.” Whatever you say.

“Go on, birthday boy,” You laughed as you tried to push him away, “I’ll see you later.”

Charles smiled at you as he headed off to the other side of the party, leaving you with the other drivers on the grid. Carlos was at the far end of the table, exchanging glances every now and then, but you never bothered to strike up a conversation and opted one with the blonde haired German driver instead.

“Just look at her,” Mick smiled as he showed you pictures of his dog, Angie, on his phone, “A tennis ball seriously can’t last for long with her!”

“Oh my god, my dog too!” You laughed as you took a sip of your drink, “I had to hoard on the tennis balls instead of running out to get one everyday.”

“You know what? We should definitely let them play together sometime,” He offered as he set his phone down, “I feel like Angie needs to have more pup friends.”

“That’d be great!” You eagerly nodded as you grabbed your phone and opened your contacts list before handing it to Mick, “Just put yourself in my contacts. I hope Stella and Angie would get along well.”

Mick smiled as he handed you back your phone, “You know what people say, dogs can reflect their owners and you’re nice.”

“Aw, thank you, Mick. I could say the same to you,” You smiled as you patted his shoulder before standing up, “I’ll catch you later?”

As Mick nodded in response, you smiled as you headed out to the back door of the bar to catch some fresh air on the balcony. But, what you didn’t know was that a certain someone followed you out.

“Guess you’ve got a thing for Mick now, huh?”

Frowning from knowing that voice, you turned around to see Carlos leaning against the wall, “What about it?”

“Nothing, nothing,” He chuckled as he shrugged, “Anyone knows what he was trying to do.”

“Oh please, Sainz,” You rolled your eyes as you crossed your arms, “All we talked about was our dogs!”

“Sure, princesa,” He smirked as he mirrored your stance and expression, “It’s obvious he was into you.”

“Are you being fucking serious right now?” You looked at him with annoyance written all over your face, “Why do you care anyways?”

“I don’t,” He grumbled as he kicked at the ground before walking to stand beside you, “I’m just saying. I don’t think he’s good enough for you.”

“And why is that?” You faced him as you poked at his chest and glaring, “Mick has been nicer to me in a span of an hour, compared to how you’ve been an asshole to me for nearly half a year!”

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah, that’s right,” You scoffed as you confidently looked up at him, “Asshole.”

“You’re seriously trying to pick a fight with me?”

“And what if I am?” You gritted through your teeth, “I’m so fucking tired of your immaturity when I’ve tried to be nice to you! If I didn’t have any respect for Charles, I would’ve never bothered to try and make amends with you!”

Carlos raised his eyebrow as he looked down at you, “Are you finished?”

“No, I’m just getting started!” You throw your hands up as you paced around the balcony, “I hate the way you treat me, how you fucking stare at me. I hate your dumb smile when you’re with other people except me. I hate your stupid laugh, especially when Charles tells you some pointless joke.”

Before Carlos could open his mouth, you raised your finger up at him as you continued, “Every single time a fucking guy tries to talk to me, you always make some stupid comment and it drives them away!”

Carlos took a deep breath and walked over to you, putting his hands on your shoulders, “Now are you finished?”

You sighed as you rubbed a hand down your face, “I’m just so done, Carlos.”

“Princesa…” He trailed off as he whispered, “I just- kiss me.”

“What did you just say?”

“Kiss me,” Carlos looked down at you, gently tucking your hair behind your ear.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss who you had thought to be your enemy.

Carlos smiled throughout the kiss, dropping his hands to your waist to hold you closer. This can’t be happening, he thought as he felt like this was just a dream.

You pulled away as it started to sink in. You kissed the guy you were supposed to hate.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” You exclaimed as you ran a hand through your hair, “What just happened?”

“We kissed,” Carlos shrugged as he had a small smile on his face, “It was pretty nice.”

“Was this your plan all along?” You looked at him, crossing your arms, “Rile me up by being an ass? Then you drive all the other guys away because you’re jealous?”

“Maybe,” He smirked as he shoved his hands inside his pocket, “You’re cute when you’re angry.”

“Oh just shut up and kiss me.”

“Whatever you say, princesa.”

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“You know you need to go,” You mumbled as Carlos kissed you while you were seated on his lap, “He is going to be looking for you.”

“I don’t care,” He replied back as he pulled away to brush your hair out of your face, “I just need time with my girl first.”

“Baby, we’ll have plenty of time later. You scheduled to work out with Cha.”

He grumbled as he pouted, “Stupid mistake.”

“Ay, don’t worry,” You smiled as you kissed his cheek, “I’ll be here when you get back.”

“Okay fine,” Carlos mumbled and kissed your forehead, “I’ll cook pasta for us after, cariño.”

As you held onto Carlos a little longer, the two of you didn’t hear a certain Monégasque driver come in Carlos’ apartment.

“Hey, mate, what’s taking yo- when the fuck did this happen?!”

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begin again - charles leclerc

a/n: such a long wait but if you’re new, check out the first part to this drabble right here!

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Charles stared at the picture that still hung on his wall – one where you were kissing his cheek while he had the biggest smile on his face from winning the Italian Grand Prix in 2019. He knew for a fact that he was the one at fault, he treated you like complete shit and stood you up countless times by the end of your relationship.

“You know you’re staring at the picture again.”

Rolling his eyes with a scoff, Charles averted his eyes from the picture and looked at his older brother, “Tais-toi, Lorenzo.” Shut up, Lorenzo.

“I’m not the one who’s going to shut up from what I’m about to hear,” The eldest Leclerc snickered, leaning against the doorframe, “Maman invited her over for Arthur’s birthday dinner today.”

“Today…Y/N is coming over, today,” Charles trailed off, mumbling to himself, “How long have you known about this?”

“Maybe a month or two,” He grinned, a mischievous glint in his eye before walking off, “Don’t forget to stop making those lovey dovey eyes at her later!”

Groaning in response, Charles dragged himself to the closet and stood there to figure out what was he supposed to wear for tonight. Why does he even bother? You wanted nothing to do with him – or maybe that’s what he assumed since that fateful day half a year ago.

“Maman!” Charles called out, pulling the shirt over his head and walking down the stairs, but freezing in place as soon as he sees you sitting beside his mother, “Where’s Lor- Y/N.”

Looking at Charles standing in his place at the staircase, you smiled softly and gave him a small wave, “Hi, Charles. It’s been a while.”

Pascale patted your back softly and stood up, walking over to Charles and whispering, “Don’t mess it up. You’re welcome.”

Charles chuckled softly and bit the inside of his cheek, walking over to where you sat and took a seat in the couch across you, “How have you been?”

“A lot better actually, you know from…what went down between us,” You casually replied, a hint of bitterness from the words escaping your mouth, “But, no hard feelings.”

“I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you,” Charles blurted out, mentally scolding himself for possibly opening up healed wounds, “There isn’t any excuse. I was an asshole and that’s it.”

Humming in response, you drummed your fingers on your lap, “I probably caused you pain as much as you did to me, so I’m sorry if I did hurt you in anyway during our run.”

“I did come to our spot that day,” He stated, looking up to meet your eyes, “I was just really late.”

“Charles…” You sighed, pulling the sleeves of your jacket down to cover the bracelet wrapped around your wrist, “You don’t have to explain it. What’s done is done.”

“I don’t want our story to be done, Y/N,” Charles chuckled softly to himself, feeling foolish for trying to open a book that was shut close, “You probably moved on, it’s nearly been a year, but I haven’t.”

Shaking your head with a sigh, you stood up and made your way to the front door, “Wish Arthur a happy birthday for me.”

“Y/N, please, just hear me out,” Charles asserted, following you and reaching out for your arm, “I don’t want to let you go this time around.”

“This time around?” You replied bitterly, frowning from how your heart responded differently, “It won’t end well, Charles.”

Charles caught sight of the bracelet that he gave you for your birthday the other year. It was definitely that one from the way the letter ‘C’ and the number ‘16’ hung from it.

“I know that there are still feelings lingering,” He retorted, gesturing towards the bracelet, which caused you to pull your sleeve down further, “I’m not asking you to trust me right away. I just want to win you back.”

You were certain the universe was playing tricks on you from the way the rain started pouring – just like the day when Charles messed everything up. It was as if your body went on full autopilot, running out the Leclerc’s household and into the rain, trying to catch a taxi.

“Y/N!” Charles called out, running after you and getting drenched by the pouring rain, “You’re going to get sick!”

You shook your head, turning around as you walked backwards, “I already am! I’m sick of this shit act you put up, Charles!”

“I’m not putting up a shit show, Y/N! I meant every word I said!” He exclaimed, closing the distance between you two and holding the jacket over your heads, “Please. I still love you.”

You looked in Charles’ eyes, a sudden montage flashing in your brain of countless nights of you crying from what happened between you, sulking whenever you heard your song on the radio, or even feeling your heart skip a beat when you heard his name achieving great things in the world of motorsport.

“I don’t know if I’ve ever missed anyone or anything as much as I missed you. Every day I regret letting go of the greatest thing I’ve had in my life,” Charles explained, voice shaking from the cold breeze of the rain, “I want you by my side. Through my victories and my downfalls, even ordinary days like grocery shopping or going to our spot. You’re my endgame, Y/N.”

It didn’t take a fool to miss the way your eyes were watering from his confession. You rolled your eyes playfully and crossed your arms, “Swear on your future WDCs that you won’t fuck it up again?”

“Cross my heart, Y/N,” He replied, crossing his heart with his finger and a glint of hope shimmering in his eyes, “I’ll spend every single day making it up to you.”

Charles dropped the jacket to the ground and held your face gently in his hands, slowly leaning in and whispering, “Can I…kiss you?”

As you felt your breathing pick up its pace, you took a quick glance to his lips and nodded slowly, “You can.”

Closing your eyes, Charles kissed you softly while his thumbs rubbed your cheeks as the rain continued to pour. You laughed softly to yourself, causing Charles to pull away and lean his forehead against yours, “I’ll never let you go this time.”

“You better keep up with your word, Leclerc,” You mumbled, nudging his nose with yours before kissing him briefly, “To be fair, I never stopped loving you.”

In that moment, Charles knew for a fact that after weeks of feeling like the same day repeated itself, tomorrow finally came and he got to begin again with who he deemed as his greatest love.

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Convincing Charles you need to buy another suitcase for his P2 trophy but he disagrees and claims it can fit

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

a/n: just charles things….BUT HURRAY CHARLES P2!!! im so happy, so lets put this up in honor of that :)

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It was a tough season for Charles, but he managed to end it on a high. Vice-champion of the world – you couldn’t even be more proud of him.

“I’ve said this a million times earlier,” You smiled as you laid down on the hotel bed, leaning your head against your palm, “But, I’m so fucking proud of you, Cha.”

Charles chuckled as he looked at you, folding his clothes nearly and putting it inside his suitcase, “I know, mon ange. It was a tough race.”

“The last few laps stressed me out. Lorenzo even told me to calm down,” You laughed as you shook your head, “But I just know it’ll be your season next year.”

“I know. I told Lorenzo to do that before the race,” He grinned as he reached over to pinch your cheek, “I hope so, love. I hope the odds are in my favor.”

You playfully swatted his hand away, poking your tongue out at him, “Just continue packing.”

Charles raised his hands in defeat with a smile, “As you wish.”

Humming as you scrolled through your phone, Charles continued to pack his clothes and a few gifts and trinkets from the fans inside his suitcase.

You momentarily glanced at him, raising an eyebrow as he stood there and held the trophy in his hands, a frown etched on his face as he looked at the jam packed suitcase.

“You know you’re going to need to buy another suitcase before we leave tomorrow.”

Charles scoffed as he rolled his eyes, setting the trophy down on the bed before tapping his foot on the floor, “No, no. I can fit it inside.”

“Così testardo,” You clicked your tongue as you set your phone down, “Just buy another one. Put the fan’s gifts with it there too.” So stubborn.

“Watch me, Y/N,” He replied, taking off everything inside the suitcase, “This will fit. What can I not do?”

“Hm, let’s see,” You tapped your finger on your chin, “You can’t pack to save your life. Be not stubborn.”

Charles scoffed as he started to try and pack everything back in the suitcase – failing miserably at it.

“Your stubbornness is going to cost you my offer of putting some in my suitcase,” You casually mentioned as you switched through channels, “Too bad, Cha.”

Groaning in frustration, Charles laid in bed with his clothes scattered by his side, “Okay, fine. You’re right.”

“Sorry, what was that?” You grinned as you cupped a hand to your ear, “I can’t hear you.”

“You’re right, it doesn’t fit,” Charles mumbled as he rolled over to look ay you, pouting, “Can I please put some in your suitcase?”

“Maybe,” You smiled as you patted his head, pinching his cheek with the other hand, “My boyfriend – a driver for Ferrari, can’t pack for shit.”

“To be fair, that’s true,” He mumbled, smiling with a twinkle in his eye, “I do pretty good as your boyfriend though.”

You clicked your tongue as you patted his cheek, “Not if you be stubborn and disagree with me.”

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yourusername flying back home with the vice-champion of the world, who can’t pack to save his life ❤️‍🔥 proud of you always.

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charles_leclerc very funny, mon ange. i love you anyways, here’s to exploring the world with you over break ❤️

carlossainz55 she’s right, mate. you terribly packed during the C2 challenge back then

yourusername see? even carlos agrees 😜

arthur_leclerc see you over winter again, future sister-in-law! have fun 😛

leclercupdates i love how the leclerc family just loves her a lot

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Lando Norris + domestic bliss please! I absolutely love your writing <3

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: i just love pure domestic bliss in any kind of form and this had me YEARNING but anyways enjoy my lovelies 💖 ALSO HELLO IM BACK. this week literally ended me but anyways

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When Lando feels the consciousness seep through his body, he blinked a few times to realize the sun was shining brightly through the blinds on your window. Chuckling softly to himself, he looked down to see your sleeping figure that was snoring lightly. He leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, which caused you to stir and stretch your legs out before looking up at him with a sleepy smile.

“Good morning, darling,” Lando smiled, rubbing your back gently, “You want to get breakfast?”

Shaking your head, you snuggled closer to your boyfriend and draped your leg over his hip, “It’s too early.”

“I doubt it is,” He mumbled, grabbing his phone to check the time and turned it back off, “It’s quarter to eight. You sure you’re not hungry?”

Before you could disagree, your grumbling stomach gave you away, which elicited a hearty laugh from Lando and you smiled sheepishly up at him, “On second thought, maybe I am.”

Lando sat up on the bed and patted your head gently before exiting the room to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, “Just follow when you’re ready getting up.”

As you laid in bed for a few more minutes, you yawned and rubbed your eyes before getting up and dragging your feet to the kitchen to inhale the smell of pancakes being cooked.

“You want some coffee, love?” You mumble, hugging him from behind and looking up at him, “Latte or cappuccino?”

Lando kissed the top of your head before flipping the pancakes and waiting for it to cook, “A latte would be lovely.”

Responding with a hum, you pulled away to make coffee for the two of you while Lando set the pancakes on a plate, “You wanna do anything today?”

“I don’t know actually,” You shrugged, setting the mug down on the kitchen island and grabbing the place mats and utensils, “I was thinking that we could just stay at home?”

Lando grinned, turning to look at you as he set the plate full of pancakes on the table, “Our minds amazing as always.”

“Plus, I think our apartment needs general cleaning,” You trailed off, grabbing a pitcher of water and sitting down on the chair, “Don’t think you’re going to lounge around.”

“Oh, c’mon,” He pouted, taking the seat across you and grabbing pancakes with the fork and knife to set some on your plate, “I wanted to watch films with you!”

“Tsk, I sense a liar when I hear one,” You clicked your tongue and placed some maple syrup over his pancakes and yours, “You don’t even like the films I like!”

“They’re too serious and dark,” Lando defended as he sliced his pancakes and took a bite, “Way too long, too!”

“Excuse me, it’s cinema at its finest,” You argued, mirroring his actions, “You have to be an individual of taste to appreciate it.”

Lando rolled his eyes and pointed the fork towards you as he chewed the pancakes in his mouth, eliciting a snicker from you, “I am a man of taste. I’m dating you.”

“Oh please, Mr. Norris,” You laughed and threw your head back, “Stop with the flatteries.”

“Takes one to know one,” He grinned, taking a sip of his coffee before leaning over the table to wipe the maple syrup from the corner of your mouth, “Such a messy eater.”

Smiling softly, you leaned back on your chair with your cup of coffee in your hands, “Second floor yours, first floor mine?”

“Under one condition though,” Lando looked at you, a teasing glint in his eyes, “I’m not tending the garden.”

“Not tending the garden, you say,” You raised an eyebrow, setting down the mug on the table and crossing your arms, “You wanna sleep on the couch?”

“It’s a lot of work,” He whined, a frown etched on his face, “I don’t wanna do it by myself.”

“Sometimes I wonder how much of an idiot you are,” You nonchalantly stated, whacking the backside of his head with your free hand as you brought the dishes to the sink, “You’re helping me!”

Lando laughed as he stood up to follow you and hug your side while you washed the dishes, “I’m kidding, of course I will!”

“You’re just saying that so you don’t sleep on the couch,” You smiled teasingly, splashing water on him, “Stop being a koala.”

“I’m your favorite koala anyways,” He grinned, hugging you tighter and kissing your temple, “I love you.”

You turned to look at him with a small smile, referencing a film franchise that you two loved the most, “I know.”

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georgerussell63 little lando taking his nap ❤️

alex_albon little lando probably got a sugar crash

landonorris little lando will crash into your car in the next season 👍🏻

charles_leclerc well, looks like somebody has to take a screenshot for future purposes

twitchquartet ABSOLUTE CHILDREN 😭

norrisgirl i bet lando ditched on tending the garden

mclarenslando i think so too, Y/N has mentioned that a few times on live

landonorris this is blackmail i actually cleaned 😠💔

yourusername yeah cleaned the dust on the floor with your drool

carlossainz55 this is why i approve of Y/N so much for you, muppet 😊

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a drabble with Pierre were he's obsessed with the reader's curly hair

you could also put in some part normally she doesn't really like people touching it but doesn't mind if he does it because he's so gentle

(as a curly haired myself, absolutely hate when people touch my hair because it just takes so long to make it look pretty and, usually, when most people touch it just unmade everything)

pairing: pierre gasly x reader

a/n: literally relate to this sm. sometimes i like being curly and sometimes i dont…but anyways hope you enjoy this request, anon :)

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“Yeah yeah, we’ll be there,” Pierre said into the phone as he paced around the room, “I’m not kidding! Okay, we’ll see you, mate.”

Looking at Pierre as you exited the bathroom, you chuckled softly, “Was that Yuki calling you?”

“The one and only,” Pierre laughed as he sat down on the bed, “He was worried that we weren’t going to come to the party and leave him alone.”

“Can’t believe your best friend is somewhat like a child to us,” You smiled as you took the towel off your head and grabbed the bottle of treatment on your dresser, “I adore that guy though.”

“I guess that makes us his grid guardians,” Pierre grinned as he walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your cheek, “Also, baby…can I do your hair regimen?”

“Again?” You laughed as you turned around to face him, “You know I can do it myself, right?”

“I know that, mon ange!” Pierre pouted and clasped his hands together like a little kid, “Please? I love your hair.”

Handing him the brush and bottle, you smiled and turned around to face the mirror, “Okay fine, go ahead, love.”

Pierre smiled to himself and squeezed a portion of treatment on his hand before applying it on your hair and gently massaging your scalp, “I don’t know how you make your hair so nice, baby.”

“Patience and time, Pierre,” You sighed happily as you watched your boyfriend concentrate in the mirror, “That’s why it’s annoying when people touch my hair because it takes so long to fix.”

Brushing your hair gently, Pierre raised his eyebrow as he looked at you, “I’m people? Why doesn’t it annoy you when it’s me?”

Shrugging while you apply mascara, “You’re obviously my boyfriend, Pierre.”

“So? I don’t think that gives me enough of a pass,” Pierre mumbled as he scrunched your curls, “Don’t you think it’s annoying that I always ask if I can touch your hair?”

Pausing for a moment and setting your mascara down, you shook your head, “Not at all. You’re always gentle with my hair, love.”

He chuckled as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek, “There we go. Now my girl’s looking even prettier.”

“All thanks to my favorite driver on the grid and boyfriend,” You scrunched your nose up cutely and turned around to kiss him quickly, “Let’s go, our child must be waiting for us.”

“Ah, right. The party,” Pierre smiled as he grabbed the car keys, “I’ll bet €10 he’s going to try and touch your hair.”

“Absolutely not,” You frowned as you grabbed your purse, “You’re jinxing it, Pierre!”

He grinned as he tapped your nose, “Let’s just wait and see, mon ange.”

bonus scene!

“Finally,” Yuki groaned as he walked over to the two of you, “I thought the two of you ditched me.”

“Nonsense, Giuseppe,” Pierre laughed as he put an arm around Yuki, “How could we ever ditch our child?”

“I’m not your child,” Yuki huffed as he pulled away from Pierre and smiled brightly at you, “I’m glad you could come along, Y/N!”

You laughed as you brought Yuki in for a hug, “Always nice to see you again, Yuki.”

Before you knew it, Yuki was patting your hair while smiling, “Your hair’s really nice today, Y/N.”

Pierre reached his hand out and smirked at you, who looked completely unamused while rummaging through your purse for €10, “It does look nice, doesn’t it, Yuki?”

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reader and pierre have been dating for a while and are going to sleep at the same bed for the first time, but the reader (who is shy/introverted) is super nervous about it 'cause she moves a lot in bed when sleeping

pairing: pierre gasly x reader

a/n: this is so cute 🥺 i hope you like it anon! :)

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“Mon ange, why don’t you head up and get ready for bed and let me finish putting the dishes away?” Pierre smiled at you, taking the dishes from your hands.

You frowned as you looked up at him, “Are you sure, Pierre? You know that I want to help out.”

Pierre chuckled as he nodded, leaning over to kiss the top of your head, “I’m certain, mon ange. Now go and I’ll be up there shortly.”

Blushing from his affection, you nodded and quickly kissed his cheek before making your way up to Pierre’s room and quickly decided to sit on his computer chair instead of the bed.

It was safe to say that you were fairly nervous when pierre invited you over for a sleepover– sure, it was cute. He wanted to make dinner, watch a few of your favorite films, and wake up with you in his arms. But the thing is, you doubt you would from how much you moved in bed.

“Y/N? What are you doing over there?” Pierre frowned as he made his way to you, caressing your hair, “C’mon, let’s get in bed and watch a film.”

“Uh…it’s comfier here!” You laughed nervously, trying to hide the discomfort on your face, “You know I can sleep on the floor, right? In case that…I might be invading your space.”

“On the floor?” Pierre laughed as he squished your cheeks, “Baby, you’re my girl. Why would I let you sleep on the floor?”

Avoiding pierre’s gaze, you sighed and mumbled, “I don’t know.”

“Hey, look at me,” Pierre whispered as he kneeled in front of the chair, holding your hands, “You know that I won’t force you if you’re uncomfortable with it, right?”

You nodded, “I know that, Pierre…it’s just- god, this is so embarrassing.”

“What’s embarrassing, mon ange?”

“I…move a lot in my sleep,” You replied and pouted, “I don’t want to disturb you and keep you up all night.”

Pierre looked at you with a small smile forming, “That’s it, baby?”

You nodded and played with his hands, “It’s going to be annoying! What if I hit you in my sleep? What if I kick you?”

“You know something?” Pierre smiled as he held your face in his hands, “I’m still lucky enough that I get to wake up next to you. And for the record, I do snore, so I guess we both have something to be nervous about.”

“I hate you,” You mumbled as you covered your face from blushing, “You and your words…making me feel so shy.”

“And I love you, mon ange,” Pierre moved your hands away and kissed you on the lips before pulling away and leaning his forehead on yours, “Plus, how can I ever get hurt? I’ve got all these muscles.”

Rolling your eyes playfully, “Whatever you say, Pierre.”

Pierre laughed and held your hand, bringing you to bed beside him. You were lucky that he made sure you were comfortable enough and he didn’t hold back from immediately wrapping his arms around you.

“This okay, baby?” Pierre looked down at you, laying your head on his chest as he had his arm around you.

“Perfect,” You smiled softly up at him as you watched a film in bed, feeling glad to have gotten a guy like your Pierre.

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charles leclerc x bookstore owner!reader pls? :)

pairing: charles leclerc x bookstore owner!reader

a/n: god….this trope is just the cutest thing and idk i love it and it’s such an adorable meet cute 🤭 hope you like this, lovely!! :)

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Charles took a sip of his coffee, waiting for his change from the cashier at the café he decided to spend his afternoon in. Breezy afternoon, kids and teenagers roaming around Monaco, the smell of pastries at the nearby bakery – it was a pretty perfect day.

Although, curiosity sparked inside Charles as he looked out the window to see children running across the street to what looked like a quaint little bookstore.

“Hey, uh,” Charles looked at the cashier momentarily before pointing at that store, “La librairie là-bas est-elle neuve?” Is that bookstore over there new?

“Ouais c'est ça,” The cashier nodded, handing the change and receipt to Charles, “Les enfants, les adolescents et les adultes l'adorent. J'ai entendu dire que le propriétaire est une gentille fille.” Yeah it is. Kids, teenagers, and adults love it. I heard the owner is a nice girl.

Charles shoved the change in his pocket, thanking the cashier with a smile and walking out the café and towards the bookstore.

The tiny bell attached above the door softly rang as Charles entered, making his presence known to the not-so-quiet bookstore. Children of different ages were gathered on the floor, seated on pillows, while they listened to what he thought could have been the most soothing voice he’s heard.

“And in the end, Goldilocks made sure that she will user her own chair, bed, and eat her own porridge,” You read to the children, closing the book and smiling at them, “As-tu aimé?” Did you like it?

As the children eagerly expressed their agreement to your question, you looked up to give the Monégasque a small smile before redirecting your attention to the children in front of you.

Charles figured out that you must’ve been the nice girl the cashier was talking about – he would definitely agree from how the children fawned over you. As he walked down the aisle of shelves, he hummed to himself and skimmed his fingers through the spines lined up.

“Bonjour! Tu dois être nouveau,” You smiled as you stood beside him, taking off your storytelling hat, “Vous cherchez un livre en particulier?” Hello! You must be new here, are you looking for a specific book?

It would be an understatement if Charles were to say he was…enamored. Maybe more of like ‘Oh my god, you have the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen and perhaps you’re the most beautiful woman I laid my eyes on.’

“Bonjour, oui, je suis nouveau ici,” Charles chuckled, nervously rubbing the back of his neck, “No no, I just wanted to see if anything…catches my eye.” Hello, yeah, I’m new here.

“Well, we do have a few books of the month right by the counter,” You replied, pointing towards the table, “Most people would make a beeline for it if they’re undecided.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” He nodded with a smile, “So, are you new here? Around Monaco?”

Before you could reply, a little girl ran over and started tugging at your coat, “Mademoiselle Y/N! J'ai choisi ces livres de princesse pour que je les achète aujourd'hui!” Miss Y/N! I picked these princess books out for me to buy today.

“Claire, calme-toi,” You laughed, patting her head gently and turning back to Charles, “Sorry, my favorite customer seems to be eager today. I’ll be at the counter if you need anything.” Claire, calm down.

As Claire held onto your hand and dragged you to the counter, Charles laughed softly before following you to the counter and checking out the books lined up for the month.

“Il semble que vous ayez économisé beaucoup d'argent, Claire,” You grinned, scanning the books and looking down at the little girl, “Have you finished the other books you bought yesterday?” It looks like you saved a lot of money, Claire.

“Bien sur, Mademoiselle! Maman me récompense pour faire des corvées,” Claire giggled and tiptoed over the counter, “All done! Will I get a new bookmark?” Of course, Miss! Mama rewards me for doing chores.

“That’s good to hear, Claire,” You smiled and reached over to ruffle up her hair, “Of course, you will. In fact, get another book, my gift for you.”

Claire squealed in delight before running off back to the aisles, giving Charles an opening for him to approach you once more, “That’s actually real nice of you.”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Claire’s a delight to have here in the bookstore,” You smiled fondly, putting the bookmarks in between the books, “And to answer you, I moved here a few years back.”

“I guess I don’t end up on this side of the street often,” Charles laughed, “Odd that I’ve missed out on it.”

“Well, I guess things come in your life when you need it,” You shrugged with a smile, leaning over the counter to welcome back a smiling Claire, “What’s that you picked out?”

“It’s about a prince meeting this princess, mademoiselle!” Claire exclaimed, pushing the book up on the counter, “I read the back and it said, après avoir longtemps cherché l'amour, le prince l'a finalement trouvé au moment où il s'y attendait le moins.” After looking for love for the longest time, the prince finally found it when he least expected it.

“Maybe you’ll get your own prince, Claire,” You tapped her nose and packed the remaining book inside the bag, “Before you leave, quel est notre mot du jour?” What’s our word of the day?

“Notre mot du jour est le destin!” The little girl giggled, grabbing the paper bag from you, “See you on Thursday, mademoiselle!” Our word of the day is destiny!

Charles looked up from the book he was reading. Destiny. Would stumbling upon your bookstore and what you had just discussed with Claire be completely coincidental?

“So, what reeled you in here today?” You smiled and turned your attention back to him, “If you’ve said that you never crossed this side of the street.”

“Well, maybe destiny,” He nonchalantly replied with a small smile on his face, “It definitely won’t be the last time I’m crossing this side of the street.”

Leaning over the counter and holding your hand out, you smiled, “My name’s Y/N.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” Charles smiled, shaking your hand and feeling a bit of butterflies erupting in his stomach, “I’m Charles.”

Who knew that an impulsive decision to visit your bookstore could lead to something magical – such as possible love? Charles mentally thanked himself and whatever Gods existed out there because he definitely believes in destiny now.

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Charles whistled as he leaned against the wall, rubbing his hands together and checking his watch. 7:48 am. You were supposed to arrive 18 minutes ago.

“I’m here! I’m here,” You exclaimed, panting and leaning over your knees as you caught your breath, “Why are you here so early?”

“The question is why are you late?” Charles chuckled, handing your morning coffee, “I told you, I’m helping out.”

“Overslept. I was looking at books to order online,” You grumbled, unlocking the door and taking off your coat, “Is this your way to get me to say yes?”

“Oh please,” Charles scoffed, flipping the sign to signify the store was open, “I know you already will.”

“Can’t believe I’m dating a guy with a big ego,” You laughed, setting up the register, “What makes you think so?”

Grinning as he leaned over the counter, Charles replied, “No reason. A certain misdial could say so.”

Freezing in your place, your eyes widened as you groaned and covered your face in your hands, “Oh mon dieu. You jerk! You could’ve ended the call!”

“It was cute, you rambling about how you thought I was such a dashing prince,” He chuckled, reaching over to squish your cheeks and kissing your nose, “Nice to hear you call me your boyfriend though.”

Mumbling with a pout, you rolled your eyes and sighed in defeat, “I hate you.”

Charles shrugged, scrunching his nose and grabbing the feather duster to wander off to the aisles, “The more you hate, the more you love!”

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toto + Secret admirer?

him as the admirer leaving things for reader (driver!reader if you don't mind) like little messages or notes maybe a little gift before and after races or quali in their driver room. ooh maybe reader also has love lovd letters that they have just written down but doesn't have the courage to give them to him! (imagine if their teamate found an envelope with his name on it and game it to him sidkdhdk)

-🐺 I think it would be fitting if the reader was at Mercedes

also sorry if some of these are so detailed sometimes my brain just gets an idea and keeps going

pairing: toto wolff x driver!reader

a/n: oh man…..MAN MAN MAN….i just need this to happen to me like idc i dont need to be a driver i just need toto wolff

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Taking a deep breath, you slumped down the wall in your driver's room, trying to gather your thoughts before the dreaded qualifying session today. You just hoped that you could secure a good position.

Looking up from your hands, you raised an eyebrow upon seeing a bright green sticky note attached on your helmet.

You stood up and grabbed it, silently reading the note that read: 'Sky's the limit. I know you've got it in you, ace. Always rooting for you. x'

Smiling to yourself, you shook your head as you stashed it inside your little box that contained all the other notes that you've received from your secret admirer. If they believed in you, why wouldn't you do the same for yourself?

Getting out of your car inside the garage, you were greeted with cheers and claps as the mechanics helped you out.

"Great qualifying, Y/N! P2 is great. Bet they didn't see that coming," Your race engineer smiled as he patted you on the shoulder, "Looks like Mercedes is making a comeback tomorrow."

"They better watch their backs,” You teased as you took off your helmet and smiled, "The boss around?"

Lewis came up behind you, putting his arm around you, "Missing the boss today, hm?"

Groaning as you tried to push him off, "I just asked! I'm going to kidnap Roscoe and make him my dog.”

"You would never," Lewis feigned offense as he let go of you and whispered, "I know you miss him anyways."

"I literally hate you so much," You frowned as you punched his shoulder, walking off to your driver's room, "I'm going to kick your ass tomorrow, Lewis!"

Lewis laughed as he saluted, "Best of luck, ace!"

As you closed the door behind you, surprise was written all over your face when you saw three pieces of tulips on your bed with a box of blueberry cheesecake.

"Whoever this admirer is surely wants to faint from how well they know me," You groan as you put your helmet on the table, sitting down on the bed to read the note to yourself, "You know I'm always proud of you. Just a little treat for my favorite driver and girl. Winky face."

You laughed as you shook your head, smiling to yourself, "God please let this person show themselves already."

Grabbing your bag and the gifts from your secret admirer, you headed out the driver's room and into your car to head back to the hotel for the night.

As you left your car to the valet, you made your way up to your room when your phone rang. You looked at the caller ID and couldn't help the smile from forming on your face.

"Hey, boss," You smiled as you entered your hotel room and dropped the bag on the couch, "What's up?"

"I'm surprised you're still awake, ace," Toto chuckled through the phone, "I just wanted to congratulate you on a great qualifying result today."

"Mhm, I just got in my hotel room. l'm exhausted," You breathed out, laying on the bed and putting him on loudspeaker, "And, I tried my very best to get pole. But, I promise I'll do everything to stay on the podium tomorrow."

"Then go rest, Y/N," He smiled softly from hearing your voice, "I know that you will. I'm having a gut feeling you'll snatch your second win with us."

"You're just flattering me, Toto," You laughed, yawning shortly after, "I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Of course. l'Il be there," He replied, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Soon enough, the night ended and another Sunday rolled in for race day. You arrived at the paddock, being one of the first ones to, and quickly went through any interviews to be done for the day.

"Ace!" Toto smiled as he stood up from his chair, walking over to you while you walked in the garage, "You feeling good today?"

"Boss man, good to have you here," You grinned as you nudged his arm, "I have high hopes. I just hope the odds are in my favor."

"It will be," He replied, patting your shoulder, "Go on and prepare yourself, hm?"

You rolled your eyes jokingly as you mocked a salute, which elicited a laugh from the guy you adored. Upon entering your driver's room, you smiled as you saw a mini trophy that had your name engraved on it.

"Here's a trophy in advance for today. You've already won my heart too," You mumbled as you read the note, "So cheesy."

Lewis peeped his head in your driver's room, "Hey, Y/N?"

You turned around and set the mini trophy down on your table and smiled, "What's up?"

"Can I borrow your charger?" He smiled sheepishly, “I left mine at the hotel."

"Yeah, sure," You nodded your head to the direction of your table, patting his shoulder as you walked past with your helmet, "Just get it in my drawer, l'll head off back to the garage."

It wasn't long until the race took place - your nerves getting to you as you fought hard to stay in your position and eventually catch up to the pole sitter, Ferrari's Carlos Sainz. But, it wasn't until Lap 48 when you've finally overtook him and claimed the top spot of the podium, successfully keeping your position until you crossed the checkered flag.

“That's it! That's the checkered flag!" Your race engineer exclaimed through the radio, "Spectacular race today, ace!"

You screamed as tears started falling down your cheeks, "Thank you, thank you! You can't believe how happy I am."

As you pulled up to park near the podium, you got out of your car and ran towards the team with the biggest smile on your face.

"Y/N!"

You turned around to see Toto a few steps away from you with a smile on his face. Grinning, you ran towards him and hugged him tightly, "We did it! We're back in the game!"

Toto chuckled as he wrapped his free arm around you, one hand hidden behind his back, "You know l've always believed in you, ace."

"Thank you, Toto," You mumbled, tears of joy streaming down your cheeks, "Means a lot to me."

"Hey, don't cry,” He mumbled as he pulled away, wiping your tears off gently, "I need you to explain something, though."

You sniffled as you looked up at Toto, who pulled out a few opened envelopes that had 'For Toto' on it, "Oh my god, how d- I'm gonna fucking kill Lewis."

He laughed as he shook his head, reaching down to intertwine his fingers with yours, "So, I'm assuming he's right?"

"Oh, he better hide Roscoe," You grumbled as you walked over to the podium, "You're the one who's been leaving gifts too, haven't you?"

Toto grinned as he shrugged nonchalantly, "It's about time you found out."

"Not to be straightforward but," You trailed off as you let go off his hand, tiptoeing to kiss him quickly on the cheek before heading up to the podium, "Your girl's gotta get the trophy."

Crossing his arms as he fought back a smile, Toto looked up at you proudly as you held the trophy in your hands, a twinkle in your eye. He sure did get lucky for getting the girl.

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yourusername visiting back home with totowolff ❤️ safe to say that my baby cousins adore him 🥺

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f1paddock the cutest couple on the paddock!!!! really happy for the two of you :)

lewishamilton looks like he’s practicing 😉

yourusername lock your doors and hide roscoe, hamilton.

mercedesluvr not the lewis and Y/N banter again 😭

totowolff would always take care of them with you anytime of the day, schatz. i love you

yourusername my man’s such a green flag 🥺 i love you, baby

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[sainzfilm]

charles + there’s only one bed trope. happy 300 loveyyy

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

a/n: CAY….this trope oh my god i just want to experience this and this took so long im sorry my love 💔

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“So, you doing good with Charles?” Alex nudged your shoulder as he walked alongside you at the paddock, “Or is the lovers quarrel still on going?”

“What the hell?” You frowned, looking up at him, “Did he seriously talk to you about that? For the record, we are far from lovers. Just teammates.”

“Well, he did. A few days ago,” He smiled sheepishly as he put his hands inside his pockets, “Sure, Y/N. Just teammates.”

“Shut up, Alex,” You mumbled, punching his shoulder playfully, “You heading back to your hotel?”

“Going out for a few drinks with Nicky,” He replied, “How about you? I bet you’ll get some sleep in from today’s race, little miss podium?”

“Yeah, today was stressful,” You laughed as you shook your head, “Please, I was lucky the odds were in my favor. Go on to your night out, we’ll catch up tomorrow?

Alex nodded with a smile, bringing you in for a quick hug, “See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

Waving him goodbye, you walked off to the parking area where your car was located. It was a relatively quick drive to the hotel, technically, you tried to get there as fast as you could.

Charles stood up from the lobby as he saw you approaching with your bag, “Took you long enough.”

“Aw, how sweet. You waited for me,” You sarcastically replied as you looked at him with a frown, “I didn’t ask you to.”

“I figured that you could pick the bed,” He shrugged as he grabbed your bag for you, leaving you confused, “I know you’re picky with that.”

“Oh. Yeah, thanks for remembering,” You mumbled, stepping in the elevator beside him and pressing the floor number, “No plans tonight?”

“Supposedly had some, but I passed,” Charles replied, sighing deeply, “Figured I could get some rest.”

“Congrats again on winning the race today, by the way,” You smiled softly as you looked up at him, “Good comeback for the team, hm?”

Charles nodded with a slight smile, letting you out the elevator before following you to the room, “You too, Y/N. We did well today.”

No other words were exchanged as the two of you entered the room, stopping in the middle from the sight of the single king sized bed in front of you.

You turned to look at Charles, who had the same shocked expression on your face, “There’s only…one bed.”

“Great observation, Sherlock,” Charles looked back at you, eyebrows scrunched together, “I’ll take the couch.”

“No, you take the bed. I’ll take the couch” You mumbled as you sat down on the armchair, “Do you think we could get another room?”

Sighing deeply, Charles set your bags down on the couch, “I doubt that. Hotel’s packed from this race weekend.”

“Then that settles it, just take the bed,” You smiled softly at him, “I can sleep anywhere anyways.”

“You’re so hardheaded, aren’t you?” Charles laughed as he shook his head, crossing his arms, “We can just share the bed. Put a pillow in between us or whatever if it makes you more comfortable.”

“You sure about that?” You replied, “I really don’t want to force you to share a bed if you don’t want to.”

“It’s fine. Just one night,” He clicked his tongue, grabbing his bag before heading off to the bathroom, “Get comfy, Y/N. I’m not changing my mind.”

You couldn’t help the warm feeling that spread throughout your heart as you headed off the other bathroom to change into your pajamas.

As you finished freshening up, you stared at yourself in the mirror and slapped your cheeks while mumbling, “Get yourself together, Y/N.”

Exhaling deeply, you stepped out of the bathroom to see Charles sitting on the bed as he used his phone, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“Oh, I wanted to ask you what side you usually slept on,” Charles smiled, setting his phone down on the table, “Take your pick.”

Walking over to the bed, you settled for the side that was nearby the window, “I’ll stay here.”

Charles took the spare pillows and put it in between the two of you, fluffing it up, before getting under the duvet and reaching over to turn the lamp off. Mirroring his actions, you exhaled as you laid in darkness and stared at the ceiling.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You turned your head to the side, meeting his eyes in the darkness, “Yeah?”

“I’m…sorry about the other day. I didn’t mean to snap at you over the results of qualifying,” Charles mumbled, “No excuses for my behavior.”

“Don’t worry about it. That’s behind us now,” You replied as you stared back up the ceiling, “I just wish you could just be easier on me.”

“I know, I will be next time,” He sighed as he ran a hand down his face, “I need to be a better teammate to you. I believe that you have a bright future in this sport.”

You were glad that the lights were off because you were probably as red as a tomato, “Um. Thank you. I mean like, thank you for believing in me.”

“Of course, Y/N. From now on, I’ve got your back,” He smiled, “Leclerc and Y/L/N, teammates to best buddies.”

Laughing as you covered your face, “That just sounds so weird coming out of your mouth.”

“Stop teasing and just go to sleep,” He reached over and messed up your hair, eliciting a whine from you, “Goodnight, Y/N.”

Turning around to face away from him, you smiled to yourself, “Goodnight, Charles.”

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The sound of the alarm rang throughout the room, causing Charles to groan and bury his face further in the pillow.

“Turn that off, Y/N,” He mumbled sleepily, feeling a heavy weight on his back, “I wanna sleep more.”

No response was heard from you, only light snores that caused Charles to frown to try and roll over, failing in the process. He peeked over his shoulder, surprised as he saw your cheek pressed against his back.

“To think I put pillows in between,” Charles laughed sleepily as he carefully rolled over, making sure you’re still asleep, and pulled you in his arms, “That was pointless.”

Groaning sleepily, you snuggled up to him and talked in your sleep, “You’re so noisy.”

He rolled his eyes playfully and reached over to turn off the alarm, laying back down and sighing deeply, “Guess we just have to talk about this when you wake up.”

Charles smiled softly as he looked down at your sleeping figure in his arms, a newfound feeling fluttering in his chest. Yeah, maybe he’s starting to see you in another light.

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congrats on 700 (and to many more!) it's literally 2:14 am where I'm from but it just hit me...

carlos/danny ric + vegas wedding????

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader

a/n: this is such a late one but thank you sm!!! man oh man…i just think a vegas wedding is so daniel coded hehehe

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A few years ago, Daniel would’ve dismissed the idea of marriage. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact thought as to why he didn’t want to. But if you were to ask him a few years later, Daniel would immediately agree to the idea of it.

“Remind me to do a Brooklyn 99 rewatch soon,” You mumbled as you focused on the crossword puzzle in front of you, “I’ve been seeing so much edits of it on my feed lately.”

Daniel looked up from his phone, sitting from the couch opposite you and feeling his heart skip a beat from the way your eyebrows were furrowed together, “Won’t it be your third time this month?”

“For your information, Mr. Ricciardo,” You looked up to meet his eyes, flashing him a grin before turning your attention back to the puzzle, “One can simply never get enough of the 99.”

Anyone would see how Daniel was genuinely head over heels for you. If it were possible for his eyes to turn into hearts, it would’ve been that shape every time he looked at you.

He leaned back the couch, crossing his arms and looking at you with a soft smile, “Marry me.”

You stopped tapping your pencil on the arm of the couch to look up at your boyfriend with your mouth agape. It took you a few seconds before you replied, confusion lacing your voice, “What did you say?”

Daniel replied nonchalantly, pulling out his necklace that had two rings on it, “Marry me.”

“Earth to Daniel, have you lost your mind?” You laughed, setting down the newspaper and pencil on the table, “This is all sudden.”

“Maybe, I have lost my mind,” He grinned, taking the necklace off and handing it over to you, “Isn’t it even more exciting?”

“How long have you even…kept these,” You mumbled, admiring the gold bands with your initials engraved inside, “How sure are you that you want to be…tied to me for the rest of your life?”

“For starters, I’ve kept those rings after our first anniversary,” Daniel answered, a fond smile on his lips as he remembered the day he bought those rings, “A hundred percent sure.”

“Daniel, this is a big decision,” You frowned, standing up to walk over to him and sitting beside him, “I don’t want you to regret this.”

“Y/N, you know that you’re my other half,” Daniel smiled, grabbing your hand to intertwine his fingers with yours, “It would be an honor to be your husband.”

You paused for a few seconds before looking at him with a smile on your lips, holding the rings with the other hand, “Then let’s get married.”

When you accepted Daniel’s somewhat of a proposal, you didn’t know that you’d be standing outside a wedding chapel at Las Vegas, wearing your nicest white dress with Daniel in his best suit beside you.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” You exclaimed, “It’s literally 2 in the morning!”

“That’s what makes it even better,” Daniel grinned, holding your face in his hands as he kissed your forehead, “See you in a minute.”

You glared at him playfully, a smile on your lips, “If you don’t cry as I walk down the aisle, I’m turning around.”

Daniel laughed, “You already know I will.”

It wasn’t long until the staff opened the doors to the chapel, revealing you in your glory to Daniel, who was standing at the altar with tears already streaming down his face. He was certain that you were going to tease him for actually crying upon seeing you walk down the aisle.

When people in films talked about how everything seemed to be hazy except for the person you loved the most, you didn’t believe it – you thought it’d be some sort of film trick or literary thing, but it was happening right in front of you. With your Daniel.

“Whenever people talked about home, my mind would immediately come running to the idea of you. You’re my home,” Daniel smiled softly, holding both your hands as he said his vows, “Yesterday, today, and to all the days that are yet to come, I choose you. On good or bad days, rain or shine, I’ll be by your side now and forevermore.”

You shook your head with a fond smile, squeezing his hands tightly before looking up at the ceiling to prevent the tears from falling down your cheeks.

“Look how much she loves me,” Daniel joked, eliciting a laugh from the officiant before wiping the few tears that escaped down your cheek, “My girl’s emotional.”

Taking a deep breath, you let out a small chuckle, turning your attention back to him, “Daniel, I grew up to the idea of Disney princesses finding their own prince. I didn’t get a prince, but I got a ball of sunshine, who terribly laughs at children falling, acts like every car ride is carpool karaoke. I’m lucky to get to do life with you, my best friend, my soulmate — and I finally found the love of a lifetime.”

It didn’t take too long for the exchange of rings to come around, which only took a minute and led to the officiant smiling towards the both of you, “I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

Daniel grinned, holding your face in his hands and leaning in to kiss you while you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

As he pulled away to lean his forehead against yours, a small smile on his lips and whispered, “So…what now, Mrs. Ricciardo?”

Laughing softly, you scrunched your nose up and looked at him, “You decide, Mr. Ricciardo.”

Daniel smirked, an insinuating tone to his voice as he lightly teased, “Maybe it’s time for little Ricciardo’s to come aro- ow! Don’t hit me!”

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danielricciardo i liked it so i put on a ring on it 💍

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landonorris WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN

landonorris also congratulations to you both ❤️

charles_leclerc we need some explanations, mr. ricciardo

pierregasly congratulations, my man! ❤️

dannyric03 THE CAPTION 😭 but my favorite couple on the paddock….is MARRIED I CANT BELIEVE IT

ricciardolovebot im so happy for him 🥹 he’s gonna be the best dad

yourusername you stole my caption idea 😠

danielricciardo you stole my last name 😠

landonorris ah. the sight of sweet love (and idiotic things) between my two lovely friends ❤️

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