AH, This Turned Out So Cute!

AH, this turned out so cute!

Pick Me Up?

Charles Leclerc imagine

summary : the four times Charles picks you up and the one time you pick him up.

pairing : Charles leclerc x fem!reader

I believe there is no mention of YN, but I'm not 100% sure.

word count : 3.5 k

warnings : none that I can think of

note : I only read over this once so if there's spelling errors or other mistakes that's what happened. Next up should either be Logan Sargeant my ex is a footballer or the social media accompanying fic. Anyways, enjoy and me if you like it!!

1. Charles picks you up from a bad date

The date had started fine.

Actually more than fine. He showed up on time, was pleasant to the waitress, and had good manners. Really, he would have even gotten a second date, if he hadn’t brought up Formula 1.

It’s a topic you tend to avoid when meeting new people, as they either tend to know a lot already and want to use you to get to Charles or they don’t know anything and assume that you are using Charles, when they know nothing about your relationship. It was a hassle you learned to shut down before it even began.

But back at the date with Vince, he had brought it up and that’s when things started to go down hill.

Despite your best efforts, when people brought up Formula 1, you grew taller and more focused on the conversation, it’s like a switch flipped. While Charles driving for the best known team certainly helped your interest, everything about the sport was fascinating for you and you couldn’t help but geek out when the topic came up.

Vince noticed your reaction and his casual demeanor turned critical. “You only know about it because you think the drivers are hot.” That had made your smile drop instantly, brows furrowing as you tried to respond. “Probably can’t even name all the teams.” He thinks that stumps you, but you’ve dealt with enough shitty men in this sport, you’re not taking anything more from this wanna-be investor.

“I don’t have to prove my knowledge of F1 to you,” you state, deciding that this dinner is now over.

“Oh, now I know you can’t even name five drivers.” Your frown deepens, picking up your napkin and placing it on the table next to your plate. It had gone down hill so fast, how disappointing.

“Your attempt at insulting me into submission is falling flat.” His eyes are wide at your comment, and he must not have expected you realize his move. You flag the waitress over and she walks quickly back to your table, noticing how you’re not smiling anymore. Seems like this date is a bust, so another twenty note must be added to the jar of bets amongst the staff of this restaurant.

(You and Charles visit the place often as it was the sight of your first job, but also the food and people were lovely, and bringing a first date here was the safest option.)

(So they all knew you and were betting on when the dam breaks and you two admit your feelings for each other.)

You hand Lucille enough money to cover both yours and Vince’s meals, not bothering with the change. Your goal now is to get as far away from Vince as soon as possible. He opens his mouth to say something again, but you are already out of your seat and walking towards the front door, phone calling Charles to pick you up.

He answers on the first ring, always on alert when you go on dates.

(Not because he’s jealous or anything, but because he’s worried about you and needs to make sure that you stay safe. He’s been tempted to bribe the staff of your little restaurant for information during dates after a particularly bad one, but his mom talked him out of it.)

“Ma cherie, is everything alright?” You roll your eyes at his question, just knowing that there’s a smirk on his face right now. He didn’t have a great feeling about Vince, but he wouldn’t say I told you so.

“Can you pick me up please?” You barely need to finish your question before he answers with an ‘of course, I’m already on my way.’

“Need me to stay on the phone?” You glance back at the restaurant, looking in the window to find Vince scrolling away on his phone, oblivious to the movement around him.

“No, focus on the streets. I’ll be fine.” Charles hums his answer and hangs up, leaving you to look busy on the streets of Monte Carlo.

He pulls up not even two minutes later, stopping the car haphazardly in a tow-away zone. You rush to the side, opening the door and shimmying in as fast as you can because even though this is Charles Leclerc’s very recognizable Pista, you don’t want to risk any tickets. While he pulls away you realize how fast he showed up and a question forms on your lips, but he speaks before you have the chance to ask.

“I was only down the road at the marina.” He seems sheepish, like the answer is rehearsed, but you don’t push it because you’re still grateful that he showed up. What would you do without him to pick up after a bad date?

2. Charles picks you cause your car breaks down

This time when you call him should feel less embarrassing than other times, but really it only feels worse. How are you going to admit to him that the car you’ve been saving up for and desperately wanting since you were 7 just crapped out on you before you could even get out of the parking garage? Especially when he advised you against such car. It would be humiliating.

Alas, you made the call, practicing in your mind what you would say to him.

Again, he picks up on the first ring, though this time you’re not sure as to why he answered so fast.

“Is everything alright, ma cherie?” You blush, grateful he can’t see your face.

“I’m stuck,” you exhale, ready to face what ever he has in store for you.

“Stuck?”

“My car won’t start and I’m still at work, everyone else has left and I’m in need of a ride.”

“Okay,” he answers, relief filling you. “I’m leaving the gym with Andrea, I should be there in 15 minutes. Don’t talk to any strangers.”

“Love you too, Charles.” You roll your eyes, hanging up on him and sitting in the drivers seat of your beloved, but broken, car. That’s some good money about to go down the drain for the tow and mechanic fees. As you debate calling your dad to help you out with diagnosing what’s wrong with the car, a familiar rumble enters the garage, and you see the ever famous Pista pulling up next to you, a smirking Charles in the driver’s seat.

“Someone call for a pick up?” You want to roll your eyes at him, but the smile on his face makes the irritation melt away. After a long day at work, made even longer because your stupid car that you really wanted wouldn’t start, all you feel is relief and affection for the man in front of you, and it’s a little too overwhelming.

Tears pool in your eyes and Charles frowns, cutting the engine and climbing out so he can hug you. He only admits it to his mother, but holding you is just as good a driving when he’s driving on the track with a car that responds to his every command.

(And what he won’t admit to anyone is that if holding you feels like that, then kissing you must feel like he’s just won a world championship.)

“Ma cherie,” he whispers, pulling your body into his own and stroking your hair to soothe you. He doesn’t ask any questions, which you’re grateful for, you don’t actually know what’s wrong other than everything is just too much and him showing up makes you feel safe enough to let it all out.

When you’ve finally slowed your breathing and made yourself relax he pulls away, looking at you with so much love in his eyes that you’re not sure if you’re dreaming. “Now you know what it felt like to drive under Binnotto.”

The comment is a shock and it makes you snort, which is what Charles was going for. Your laugh that he thinks could make him smile even in the darkest moods. “You can’t say that Mr. Ferrari.” You smack his chest while shaking your head, but the rueful smile on your face tells him that you still haven’t gotten over the team principle screwing him over.

Then the smile eases into something much more natural, and he knows the tense moment has passed. “Takeout?” he suggests, ushering you to the passenger side of his car. You nod at him and he’s pretty sure that he would do anything to make you smile.

3. Charles picks you up for a spontaneous lunch date

The next day it’s he who calls you, but you still an answer on the first ring.

(You’ve dedicated a Måneskin song as his ringtone so you always know when he’s calling)

(He made your ringtone a Mika song after you dragged him to a concert)

“Charles,” you answer, confusion in your tone.

“Ma cherie!” he sounds excited and you can’t help but want to follow him anywhere he goes when he sounds like that.

“Is everything alright?” You ask it this time, because shouldn’t he be packing for a race now?

“I’m outside, we’re going to spend the day on the water.” After leaving your home last night, Charles decided that you needed a pick me up, and what better way but to spend a few hours lounging around on his yacht, soaking up the sun and enjoying each other’s company.

(No one else would be there, but this wasn’t a date.)

(Seriously Arthur, it wasn’t a date.)

You spare a glance around your room, laundry begging to be done and dishes waiting to be washed. Yeah, you could use a day away from chores.

“Let me grab a bag,” you tell him, already throwing more clothes around the room in search of your favorite bathing suit. He hums through the speaker and you put your phone down to keep searching for the bathing suit. It was your favorite red crossover one piece and you be damned if you didn’t wear it today, anything to manifest a Ferrari win.

When you finally manage to find it, in the pile of clean but not put away laundry, you pick your phone back up and tell Charles you’ll be right down.

In two minutes you’re out the door of apartment, eyes landing on Charles leaning against his car. He looks so handsome with the windswept hair and Ray-bans on, you really have to wonder why he’s spending the afternoon with you and not some model he met in a garage.

(He’d say it’s because it’s the weekend before a race and this is a tradition, spending the afternoon with you before he leaves is the only way to ward off bad luck.)

(Seriously, before the Netherlands race last year you'd been unable to make it because of a bad cold and he had to retire the car that race, so safe to say you were forced to the boat, or his apartment, or he came over before the plane every time after that.)

Maybe the question is what would he do without you?

4. Charles picks you up from a girl’s night

This time Charles doesn’t pick up on the first ring, in fact, he barely makes it to the phone in time to answer. That’s because it’s not you who is calling, but rather a friend.

You and few girl friends had decided on a girls night out for one of them going through a bad break up, but after a few pregame shots and then drinks at this club, you were pretty intoxicated.

Looking for your group after coming back from the bathroom and the bar, you had spotted Lando and Max across the room, which made you think about Charles.

(Not that he ever really left your mind.)

And when you think about Charles, you wonder where he is, so you went to your friends. Both their faces lit up when they saw you, indicating that they were also not sober. After a quick hug for both of them you turn to survey the rest of the bar, looking for your Monagasque.

“He’s not here!” shouts Max, trying to be heard over the noise. Your shoulders drop, turning back to the two racers with a pout on your lips.

“Where is he?” you ask, trying to seem nonchalant, but drunk you can’t hide her feelings as easily as sober you.

(Many would argue that sober you can’t hide her feelings easily either, but all that matters is that Charles doesn’t find out. And since he’s too occupied in hiding his also obvious feelings, you’re both oblivious to the other’s pining.)

Lando says that Charles stayed at home, something about playing the piano and having an early night was more tempting than drinks. The real reason being that if Charles went out he would not have been able to stop thinking about you and your potential suitors, which would lead to him drinking to forget. He was not up for another heartbreak hangover.

Your eyes light up at the mention of Charles playing the piano, sitting down in the booth with them. “Oh! I bet it’s going to sound wonderful!” Both drivers roll their eyes, and to their disappointment, you’re not drunk enough to miss it. “You don’t like his music?” The accusation in your tone makes them readjust their face. It’s not that they don’t like his compositions, it’s just that when Charles explains them, it’s almost always about how you looked on a certain day and he just was so inspired he had to put something down. They’re really tired of the back and forth between you too.

You begin your speech on how talented Charles is at the piano, which then morphs into how talented he is as a driver, and then as a person. It all turns into a ramble about how proud you are of him, something they’ve all heard before.

When you’ve somehow made it to Leo and how Charles chose the perfect puppy, the man himself shows up.

“Ma cherie,” he interjects, placing a hand on your shoulder to get your attention. You turn towards him, and Max swears that there should be cartoon hearts in your eyes.

“Charles!” you yell, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. “What are you doing here?” You’re slightly too loud for being in his arms, but he doesn’t care if you yell his ear off, it’s still you.

“Max said you were ready to come home.” Your brows furrow at that, because you don’t remember ever saying that, or even Max disappearing to call Charles, but you can’t be mad at him showing up.

“One more drink?” you ask, eyes pleading with him. Charles shakes his head, he can feel how much he’s supporting your weight even while sitting and knows that any more alcohol will likely end with you tripping over yourself.

“Water,” he answers and you’ve agreed to the words coming out of his mouth because it’s Charles, and he’ll never steer you wrong.

Charles heads to the bar to grab a water, running into your group of friends there. He tells them your status and that’ll he’ll be taking you home after this drink. They all nod along, most of them predicting that the night would end like this: Charles showing up and driving you home.

When it’s finally time to leave and Charles has ushered you out of the packed club into his Pista, you remember that you came here with a completely different group. “The girls!”

“Don’t worry, ma cherie, I saw them before we left and told them I’d take you home.” The gentle smile on his face is enough to put one on yours. Where would you be without him, indeed.

+ 1. You pick Charles up from the airport

You’ve got a new car now, thanks to Charles, and since he needs to be picked up from the airport, you’ve decided to take it for a nice spin. The roads are relatively clear for the drive, and you’re there in the usual 30 minutes. That makes you early for Charles, but you take the time to work out what you’re going to say to him.

Before you get out of the car you text him your location, so that he can head right out and find you, rather than you going into the terminal to look for him. He always was better at finding you.

The last night out had not only ended with Charles taking you home, but with a revelation. You couldn’t keep living like this. Loving him so much and not telling him was suffocating. It made you feel like you were on the edge of a cliff with nothing to keep you safe, and you were tired of it. So the question was, how did you tell him.

“Charles, I’ve been in love with you for ages,” you said, but shook your head. That didn’t sound right.

“Charles, I have to tell you something really important. I think I’m in love with you.” No, you shook your head again and groaned. “I don’t think I’m in love with him, I know I am.”

“Charles, you’re the most important person in my life, I don’t know what I’d do with out you.” Okay, solid start, you might have something with that.

“Charles light of my life.” No. “That’s too cheesy.”

“God, I wish I could put into words how much you mean to me. I love you so much I don’t know what to do with myself most of the time. It’s like I need to feel you to be able to breathe properly. All I really ever need is for you to look and smile at me and I’ll know that everything will be alright. I can get through anything with you there. If you love someone else it would break my heart, but knowing that you’re happy is all I need to be okay. I’d live with the thought of you loving someone else, because if they made you as happy and good as I feel, then there’s nothing more I could ask for.” Yeah, that sounded-

“Well it’s a good thing I love you too.”

You screamed, turning around to see Charles behind you in all his glory. Black sweatshirt and baggy jeans, hair messy like he ran his hand through it multiple times.

“How long have you been there?” you asked, face turning red enough to rival Ferrari.

“At Charles, light of my life.” He shrugged, like you hadn’t just bared your soul out to him. “Though, I disagree, it’s not too cheesy.” Could you get any redder? Feels like this is as red as a human being could get before self-combusting.

He’s just standing there, with a dopey smile on his face that you want to kiss, but you can’t. Something is holding you to the spot. You force yourself to say something. “Can you say something else?”

“Like what?”

“Anything else, I feel like I’m going to explode if you don’t say something.”

“Thanks for coming to pick me up.” He adds a shrug to the end and you narrow your eyes.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

“Oh, you want me to say that I love you too.”

“I don’t want you to say it if you don’t mean it.” If you were a kid you’d add a stomp to the end, as if you were throwing a temper tantrum. He furrows his brow like he’s confused and still you want to kiss him senseless.

“Well, I mean it.”

Now you’re the one confused. “What?”

“I love you too, and I don’t think I’d be okay if you loved someone else as much as I love you. Because I’m selfish and a terrible man and I want you all to myself.” He shakes his head. “I need you all to myself,” he corrects. “You’re the love of my life and if I wasn’t yours then I don’t think I could go on. But you said you do love me, so everything is so much easier now.” Each sentence is punctuated with a step closer, until he’s just a few inches from you, like he needs you to take the last step. You do, without hesitation, because you really would do anything for him.

Eyes glancing at his lips and back, you catch him doing the same thing. “I love you more than anything in this world. I’d give up racing if you asked, I do anything for you.”

Another glance at his lips. “I’d never ask that of you, Charles. But, I love you too, and I’d do anything for you.” His smile at those words would normally catch you off guard, like you’d stop breathing at it, but somehow it just makes everything easier right now. So you kiss him.

Leaning forward those last few inches to grab his shoulders and pull him down so you can kiss him with as much love as you can muster. If words can’t explain how much you love him then maybe kissing him will convey it. That you love him more than words, actions and thoughts can combine. You love him.

(And he loves you.)

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Pretty Please

Summary: Y/N Wolff is dating Carlos Sainz and is unhappy to hear that Carlos is thinking about signing with Williams.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors, Williams hate

A/N: any hate towards Williams are things I have heard other people say. I’m also trying to get through ALL my requests so bear with me, please.

Hello! You Could Make A Fanfic Where Toto Wolff's Daughter Begs Her Father To Make A Contract For Her

You were chilling with Carlos when he received a call. He kissed yourcheek and excused himself to take the call in another room. A few minutes have passed and Carlos walked back in with a smile.

“What’s got you all smiley?” You asked him.

“I got an offer from Williams to be their driver for the 2025 season.” Carlos said. You were in shock, however, remembering how James Vowels had a history of getting rid of their second drivers before the season finishes, thinking about Nicholas and Logan. You don’t want the same thing to happen to Carlos. But Carlos is a good driver, he knows what he’s doing.

“That’s great, babe, I’m so happy for you.” You hugged him after you said it.

In front of Carlos, you act very supportive of his decision, but in reality, you’re thinking about how you could convince your dad to sign Carlos. Carlos dropped you off at home, and when you opened the door, your mom was cooking food while your dad and brother were watching TV.

“Sweetheart, you’re just in time for dinner, have a seat. Toto, Jack, you guys too.” Your mom said. You put your things in your room, washed your hands, and sat down for dinner. “How was lunch with Carlos?”

“It was good, he’s recently got an offer to join Williams.” You said.

“That’s good, he’s a talented driver, he deserves to be in the new season.” Your dad commented.

“I like Carlos! He lets me play with his dogs.” Your brother jack said.

“Yeah, he’s talented all right, definitely too talented to drive for Williams.” You said, your dad doesn’t even have to look up from his plate to know you’re giving him puppy dog eyes, he can hear the begging tone in your voice.

“Ah no, nope, I already have a driver in mind for 2025, i can’t sign Carlos.” he said, getting up to get a beer, you followed him.

“How many ‘pretty’s do I have to put in front of the word ‘please’ for you to make Carlos a contract? Pretty, pretty…” You said training behind him. "Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please, daddy, please!" You begged, stepping in front of the fridge before he had the chance to open it.

"Woah!" Your father exclaimed, putting his hands up as if he was surprised.

"Does that mean you'll sign him?" You asked hopefully

"No, it means you can stop. I already have Kimi Antonelli lined up to join Mercedes, you know this.” Your father said, moving you to open the fridge and get himself a beer.

"Dad, come on! It’s better for Kimi to have one more year in Formula 2, you know how everyone treated Logan, they all said he wasn’t ready to join F1. Kimi is just a kid, one more year until he can join and Carlos will join Audi in 2026.” You said.

“Charles Leclerc also did one year of F2.” Toto argued.

“But he didn’t join Ferrari right away, dad. He was in Sauber first before joining Ferrari. Wouldn’t it be better for kimi to go to Williams to get more F1 experience before joining Mercedes?” You asked your dad.

“I’ll think about it.” He said and you frowned.

“I’m not Jack’s age anymore, dad. I know ‘I’ll think about it’ means ‘ain’t gonna happen but nice try.’” You said, crossing your arms.

“I’ll think about it. But can we finish dinner first, please.” Toto said and you nodded.

It’s been a week since your conversation with your dad and you were losing hope until you saw Carlos and your dad talking. They shook hands, you decided to approach them,

“What’s going on here?” You asked, standing beside Carlos.

“You are looking at Mercedes’s new driver.” Carlos said, hugging you. You were in shock but hugged him back.

“Really? Omg, Im so happy for you!” You exclaimed, your father winked at you and you mouthed him a thank you.

“Took a lot of convincing though.” Toto joked.

“The contract is really good, I read it over three times, and signed today.” Carlos said.

“That’s great, how about we go out to celebrate? My treat.” You offered and Carlos nodded. You guys walked away and just when your father was out of earshot, Carlos whispered thank you in your ear. “For what?”

“I know you talked to your dad about me.” Carlos said,

“Are you mad?” You asked.

“Max that my girlfriend loves me so much she’ll convince her dad to write me up a contract? I know you were just looking out for me.” Carlos said.

“Well yeah, i Don’t really like how James treats his second drivers, I did not want you getting that treatment at all.” You pouted. Carlos kissed your pout away.

“I Love you so much.” Carlos said.

“I love you too.” You said.

The End

Hope y’all liked it!

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adrienneleclerc

8 months ago

The Boogeyman

You know what I like about this episode? Spencer kept bringing up Elle on their case, he brought her up 3 times. Logically I know it’s because he was the only one that got her to talk about how she was feeling, he knew she still thought about what the fisher king had done to her, but he truly cared. When Spencer told Derek that he spoke to Elle, that she was drinking, Derek dismissed it, not waiting for Spencer to explain himself more.

I also believe that, even if Elle wasn’t the one going undercover for the William Lee case, she would have cracked sooner or later on another rape case because of her confession to Hotch. She told him she wasn’t the same person anymore ever since she got shot in her home. During the case, Elle was on edge and she yelled at the woman leading the case saying that someone could still get raped inside, and Derek witnessed that but thought nothing of it. I’m pretty sure he thought it was classic Elle behavior but I truly believe that if it was Spencer instead of Morgan, Spencer would have known it was because of what they talked about in the hotel.

I love Elle, and she was all alone when she was shot, the obviously affected her. Even if Anderson did stay with her, it wouldn’t have been the same because nobody on the team was with her. All Elle ever wanted was to be part of the team. If Hotch was the one that gave her the ride home and stayed with her when she got shot, or Derek, or anyone part of the BAU, things would have been totally different.

ANYWAY, Spencelle had potential, just saying. But so did Hotchaway because of the way Hotch tried to comfort Elle in this episode.

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adrienneleclerc

10 months ago

Son buenas tus historias pero amiga nadie le dice al novio "muñeco"😩😩😩

Pero le queda bien 😩😩😩 o sea gracias por decirme pero no cree que en pareja, el novio merece su propio apodo fuera de lo normal? Por ejemplo, si empiezo a escribir historias para Oscar Piastri, su apodo va a ser Tiburóncin porque es de Australia y me gusta “buscando a Nemo”, Lando Norris va a ser “chico fresa” porque Pato O’Ward le llamó fresa, y Logan Sargeant seria “güerito” por razones obvias.

Charles Leclerc tiene la cara bonita, es muy guapo, él sabe que está guapo, entonces le digo “muñeco”. También le pongo mi vida, querido, mi amor, y cariño en las historias, pero muñeco le queda súper bien

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adrienneleclerc

2 years ago

A-Tisket, A-Tasket

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Normie Hispanic!Reader

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

Warning: none

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

Masterlist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m gonna kill him.” Xavier said,

“Relax, it’s fine.” Y/N said,

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

“20 bucks!” Xavier shouted.

“$30!” Tyler yelled.

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

“$60!” Tyler yelled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The End

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

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adrienneleclerc

7 months ago

Just A Bunch of Hocus Pocus

Summary: What i believe your couples costume would be with the F1 Drivers

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: Drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and the newest addition of Daniel Ricciardo. Most of the costumes were my idea but when i was stumped, i used Chat GPT

Charles Leclerc: Since Charles loves Harry Potter, i believe you two would dress up as Harry and Ginny or dress up in Hogwarts "uniforms" in general with the robe, tie, and scarf of your house. Maybe you guys would be Lightning McQueen and Sally because you sent him so many memes comparing him to Lightning McQueen. I also see you guys being Mr. and Mrs. Smith because who wouldn't want to see Charles in a suit?

Lando Norris: You two would dress up as Spider-Man and MJ/Gwen Stacy, depending on which movie or character you prefer. Han Solo and Princess Leia are also on the table, along with Mario and Princess Peach, that way you and the whole Quadrant crew can dress up as character from Super Mario Bros.

Logan Sargeant: You and the American Boy will dress up as Captain America and Peggy Carter, no question about it. Also, you two could dress up as an athlete and a cheerleader since he is, as Alex puts it, so painfully American. But to make it even better, you guys would go as Nathan and Haley from One Tree Hill OR Troy and Gabriella because whats more American than High School Musical?

Oscar Piastri: You two would be Tinkerbell and Terrence after making him watch all the movies with you. Iron Man and Pepper Potts if he wanted to go the superhero route like Logan. But he would also agree to doing a group costume with your friends and going as Numbah 3 and 4 from Codename: Kids Next Door which was one of your favorite cartoons from when you were younger, mainly because Numbah 4 is Australian as well.

Lewis Hamilton: I believe you guys would go as Michael Jackson and Britney Spears from that live performance with the green sparkling dress OR the event photo where Michael was wearing a red shirt and Britney had the leather newsboy cap since Lewis is very fashion forward. The Mad Hatter and Alice is another good one because of how elaborate the Mad Hatter suits are, it would be perfect for Lewis. Also because of your (my) obsession with Criminal Minds, you guys could go as Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia because who wouldn't want to be his baby girl?

Carlos Sainz: El Matador, el matador!! You guys would go as el Zorro and Elena and would look so cute! Another is Jack Sparrow and Angelica Teach (Puss in Boots and Kitty Softpaws if you guys want to be a little silly). However, Carlos would absolutely lose it if you guys went as Seth Gecko and Santanico Pandemonium from the movie From Dusk Til Dawn.

Max Verstappen: After you find out that Max hasn't seen the Halloween MASTERPIECE that is Hocus Pocus, you make him watch it with you and you guys dress up as Winifred Sanderson (or Sarah) and Billy Butcherson. You would also dress up as Richard Gere and Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman. I can also imagine you guys going as Hiccup and Astrid from How To Train Your Dragon so Max would be able to dress his cats as your respective dragons

Daniel Ricciardo: Hands down you guys will dress up as Woody and Bo Peep because the man LOVES to dress up as a cowboy. Barbie and Ken in their cowboy outfits is also a choice for your guys' costumes. I think he would love the idea of him being a cowboy and you as a saloon girl like in Westworld

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adrienneleclerc

1 year ago

Thank you to everyone who got me to 10000 likes!

You have no idea how much this means to me, like oh my gosh 🥰🥰 I know my Charles Leclerc fanfics got me to reach 10K likes so THANK YOU FOR READING

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adrienneleclerc

2 years ago

could u do an imagine for xavier based off the song i love you by billie eilish where it’s angsty but with a fluff ending?

I most certainly can! I love getting requests, makes me feel like a real Tumblr fanfic writer. Just forewarning you, I did not understand the song at all, I listened to it, I read the lyrics, I had to look at someone’s else note on the lyrics, have zero clue what I’m working with

I Love You

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Xavier tells Y/N he loves her but she doesn’t say it back and asks for a break. Xavier doesn’t know why.

Warning: errors because I don’t proofread til it’s posted, me self projecting, some thoughts that go through my head for some reason, I guess ED but not really.

Y/N is a person who is very much has her guard up. When she was younger, she was bullied for not looking like the other girls so whenever someone was nice to her, she proceeded with caution. Not to mention her own mother commenting on her weight whenever she was eating, trying on clothes, sometimes her mom would look a at old pictures of her and say ‘look how skinny you were’ and would even text her old pictures of herself and say ‘you looked so pretty, try to lose weight’ (yeah…that’s my mom, everyone). Years of receiving mean comments from her classmates and her own mother made her think she did not deserve a happy ending, didn’t deserve to be loved. She is very insecure, has self image issues, it’s a whole thing. However, with Xavier, she let her guard down, all those voices she has in her head suddenly go mute when he’s around, everything was going well. She likes the way things are. Xavier and Y/N were in the Weathervane.

“Y/N, you already had three brownies,” Xavier said,

“Then can i get one more brownie to make it even?” Y/N asked with her puppy dog eyes, she’s comfortable eating with him. Xavier looked away but then looked back and Y/N also added a pout.

“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing her cheek, and going to the counter to buy another brownie. Xavier came back. “Here you go, sweetheart, all warmed up.”

“Thank you, Flaquito.” Y/N said, kissing cheek. “Now what did you and Ajax do again? I still don’t understand how you guys could stone the principal.”

“It was an accident! The principal didn’t know that Ajax was a gorgon and they reached over and took his beanie off, I covered my eyes, the principal got turned to stone. Besides, he shouldn’t try to take someone’s hat away without asking ‘why are you wearing a hat’ so that is their fault completely.” Xavier said.

“Alright, fine, i believe you.” Y/N said. They talked some more, then took an Uber back to Nevermore, and now they are in Xavier’s art shed. “Why did you bring me here? Are you going to kill me or are you trying to kidnap me?” Y/N asked jokingly.

“Those are the two conclusions you came up with? Damn, sweetheart, you’re slipping.” Xavier.

“Haha, pero de verdad, why am i here?” Y/N asked.

“I wanted to show you something, hold on.” Xavier said as he pulled out a big canvas underneath a white tarp. When he unveiled it, it was a portrait of Y/N. Since Y/N has the power of botanokinesis, she can control plant life, Xavier painted Y/N surrounded by plants and with flowers in her hair.

“Flaquito, this is so beautiful, thank you.” Y/N said, hugging Xavier.

“I know we’ve only been dating three months but…I love you.” Xavier said. Y/N’s heart dropped. She backed away from Xavier.

“You’re kidding, right?” Y/N asked awkwardly.

“Kidding? No, Y/N, my feelings for you are real, i love you.” Xavier said, walking towards Y/N but she out her hands up in defense and back up.

“Xavier, you can’t love me, it’s only been 3 months, not even 6 months, not even a whole year.” Y/N said.

“Love isn’t a timing thing, it’s just what you feel and I feel great when I’m with you, you make me feel safe, you feel like home, I love you, Y/N.” Xavier said,

“Can you please stop saying you love me?” Y/N asked exasperated. She looked at Xavier and he had tears in his eyes.

“You don’t love me, is that it? You want to break up?” Xavier asked through tears.

“I don’t think you understand something, you can’t love me.” Y/N said.

“You don’t understand, you can’t tell me what my feelings are for you, why can’t you just accept the fact that I love you.” Xavier said.

“Oh my gosh, please stop saying that. I like that you painted me as Persephone, that’s how you see me, cool, I accept that, but I’m not Persephone, I am not good for you.” Y/N said,

“I think that’s for me to decided. You don’t get to decide whether or not you’re good for me.” Xavier said.

“I think we need a break, Xavier, just to think things over, so I can think things over.” Y/N said. Xavier gave Y/N a weak smile and left the shed, slamming the door. Y/N began to cry. She loved him, but she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t deserve it. It’s amazing how Xavier could see her as Persephone when she doesn’t see herself like that at all.

She was on the couch, crying, thinking about how sad she made Xavier, that made her cry even more. He didn’t need Y/N to burden him with her problems, but she also didn’t want him to think she doesn’t care about him. After a few more minutes, she went back to her dorm she shared with Enid and Wednesday.

“Hey Y/N, wait, why are you crying, what’s wrong?” Enid asked her, immediately getting off the bed to comfort her friend.

“Mm Nothing, Xavier told me he loved me and I said I needed a break, so here I am.” Y/N said as she was wiping her tears.

“You really liked him, Y/N, why did you decide to have a break?” Enid asked.

“Enid, It’s clearly a personal decision to Y/N, she doesn’t need to tell why she wanted a break, it was up to her, she did it, leave it be.” Wednesday defended Y/N.

“Thank you, Wednesday.” Y/N said. She went to the bathroom to do her business, brush her teeth, wash her face and change into her pajamas. She walked out and went to bed. However the events of today replayed in her mind and she hated it so much.

The next day, she did her morning routine and went to the quad for breakfast in her uniform. Out if everything, Y/N just grabbed a banana.

“You’re not going to eat anything else, mama?” Ajax asked.

“Just the banana, papito, I’m not very hungry.” Y/N said, gotta make up for eating four brownies yesterday, she thought.

“Okay, just checking.” Ajax said and walked away to sit next to Xavier,

“Did you notice anything weird?” Xavier asked immediately after Ajax sat down.

“I just saw her grab a banana for breakfast, that’s it.” Ajax informed him. “I’ll ask Enid if she knows anything if that helps.”

“Yes that would help, thank you.” Xavier said. He was looking at Y/N’s table. He didn’t take his eyes off her until the bell rang. As everyone was leaving the quad, Ajax went to talk to Enid.

“How’s Y/N doing by the way?” Ajax asked.

“She was crying yesterday because of Xavier, but she hasn’t told me anything about why she asked for a break. She really liked him, I don’t understand what could have happened, she was so happy to go to the weathervane with him.” Enid commented.

“It’s a mystery, Xavier is also curious about what changed. Maybe it’s a shapeshifter that looks like Y/N and the real Y/N is trapped somewhere!” Ajax exclaimed.

“Are you stoned?” Enid asked,

“Of course not, it’s too early. I’m gonna sit with Xavier today.” Ajax said,

“And I’ll sit with Y/N.” Enid said. They went to their classes and as promised, she sat next to Y/N in all the classes until school was over. During lunch, she noticed that Y/N only ate a salad and nothing else. Which is fine, nothing against it, but she chose a salad over her favorite food. Enid was starting to get worried. “Wednesday, you like observing people, have you noticed anything strange happening with Y/N?” Enid asked.

“Not really, just looks like her habits have increased.” Wednesday commented.

“What do you mean about that?” Enid asked.

“At lunch, she only eats half her food and saves the rest for later, right now, she’s eating half and throwing the rest out, meaning she doesn’t intend on eating later anytime soon.” Wednesday said.

“Thanks, Wednesday.” Enid thanked the goth girl. She was about to talk to Y/N when Xavier approached her.

“Y/N, we need to talk.” Xavier said. Y/N agreed and went to the woods with Xavier. As they were walking, Y/N tried making wildflowers grow in the grass, she succeeded and that brought a smile to her face. “Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier asked and Y/N stopped playing with her powers.

“What?” Y/N asked.

“Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier repeated.

“Xavier, i love you, i really do, but im not emotionally stable for you, don’t you see? The longer you’re with me, the more you are going to see how broken I truly am. I don’t love myself, I can barely believe that you love me, what I see in the mirror is nothing like what you painted, there are going to be moments where I would restrict myself to much that I will go to bed starving because the last meal I ate was at 3pm (which does happen to me often), I don’t want you to regret being with me. As the months this go on, you’ll see how much of a burden I am after you have to reassure me time and time again that you only love me, and you’re going to resent me because I’d be holding you back. I don’t want you to resent me, okay?” Y/N explained, at this point she was full on crying so Xavier went closer to her and pulled her in a hug. That’s when she let out a sob. Xavier’s eyes started to water, he started letting Y/N’s hair, trying to soothe her. After her sobbing has calmed down, Xavier pulled her away and lifted her chin up with his finger so he could see her face.

“You are not a burden, okay. As for the self love part, we will work on that together. I’ll be with you no matter what, I won’t resent you, if you see that I’m unhappy, although I doubt that I would be unhappy by your side, talk to me about it and break it off. If you feel like you’re broken, we’ll put the pieces back together. I would never regret being with you, you just need to talk to me about all these doubts you’re having. When did it start? How long have you been feeling like this?” Xavier asked, wiping away her tears.

“It started since I was younger, you know how ethic moms are, they always have something to say about your weight. My mom still makes comment about my weight, then there’s the elementary school bullies, so I always felt like this.” Y/N said with glassy eyes.

“You never told me that before. You have been carrying that around for years, have you?” Xavier asked. Y/N nodded, holding back a sob with teary eyes.

“I didn’t want to tell anyone but it feels so good to let it out.” Y/N said.

“I’ll be with you every step of the way, okay. We will work on your self esteem, you will learn to love yourself, we will do this together.” Xavier said. Y/N nodded and hugged him. “We won’t date until you’re ready, okay.”

“Thank you, i need that.” Y/N said.

“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing the top of her forehead.

The End

Don’t know how to feel about this. I will admit I cried a little since I’m technically writing about my own experiences, it came out a little short but hope you liked it though!

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adrienneleclerc

2 years ago

Government Name

Masterlist

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N decides to call Xavier by his real name instead of the nicknames she gave him. Since this takes place in the same universe as “there’s a frog in my hand” and “say it back”, Y/N is still a magic a healer.

Warning: Boyfriend!Xavier, pouty Xavier

The day started out normal, Y/N and Xavier were in his art shed, Xavier decided to give Y/N art lessons.

“Your brush strokes need to be more precise, okay? Like this.” Xavier said, wrapping his hand around Y/N’s hand that she’s painting with and move her hand to create a precise line on the canvas. “I hate to cut this lesson short but we need to go to class.” Y/N said.

“Alright, alright, whatever the princess says.” Y/N scrunched her nose, “Yeah, I don’t like being called princess, lowkey sounds condescending when anyone but my parents call me that.” “Okay, message received, angel, let’s go.” Xavier said, holding her hand to they can walk together to class. “That’s much better mi flaquito precioso, let’s go.” Y/N said as they walked out of the art shed. Xavier was carrying both their backpacks and when they arrived to class, they sat next to each other.

Xavier was doodling on Y/N’s hand like normal. Everything about their interactions were completely normal until lunchtime. Xavier and Y/N walked together to sit at the lunch table with Enid, Wednesday, Eugene, Ajax, Divina, Kent, Yoko, and Bianca. After the events of the fall semester, they all got closer.

“Y/N, i harvested some honey from my bees to give to you! I know you like to add some when your making dessert.” Eugene says an he hands over a mason jar full of honey to Eugene. “Thank you, little man. Whenever I make picarones, I’ll definitely use this honey.” Y/N said, ruffling Eugene’s hair.

“What are picarones?” Bianca asked, “They are a dessert native to Peru, similar to doughnuts, but they’re thinner.” Wednesday answered. “I could make some one day and we can eat it at lunch.” Y/N said and everyone agreed. They were talking about other stuff and it was all fun until the bell rang and they were saying goodbye (since we only got to see botany class, I’m gonna make Nevermore like St. Vladimir’s, the first half of the school day are regular classes all the students take together, the second half are classes that will help improve their abilities or other classes such as fencing).

“I gotta go to combat class, see you later, Xavier.” Y/N said and kissed his cheek. Enid followed Y/N since she also has combat class, Eugene went to his nature class to see if he can control wild bees as well as he can control his own hive. The other went to fencing, Xavier and Ajax were going to duel, so we’re Wednesday and Bianca, the twins against each other, and Yoko against a werewolf. The other students paired up. “Ready, en garde!” The coach said.

While Xavier and Ajax were dueling m they were talking. “Did you and Y/N have a fight or something?” Ajax asked Xavier. “No man, why would you ask that?” Xavier replied. “She called you by your government name.” Ajax said. Xavier scoffed. “One time, she called me Xavier one time. Besides, she kissed my cheek, I don’t think that qualifies as her being mad. Maybe she was just in a rush.” Xavier said. “Alright fine, I’ll drop it, if she says your government name again though, apologize. Doesn’t matter if you did nothing wrong, doesn’t matter if you don’t know why she’s mad, just apologize.” Ajax said. “Did you do the same thing for Enid?” Xavier asked. “After she found out about the nightshades, yes.”

Meanwhile Enid and Y/N were sparring in their combat class. After going up against the Hyde, Enid thought it would be a good idea to take up hand to hand combat. While they were sparring, they were also having a conversation. “Can’t believe you’re not going to call Xavier pet names for the rest of the day.” Enid said, “Enid, it’s a perfectly harmless joke.” Y/N said. “You said the same thing about not saying I love you to Xavier and I had to hear from Ajax that he was literally this close to crying!” Enid said, using her index finger and thumb 🤏 to indicate how close Xavier was to breaking. “Ooh, I know, mi bebé es tan sensible (my baby is so sensitive). So hopefully calling him by his full name won’t do as much damage.” Y/N said.

As the school day went on, Y/N went to cooking class finger food. When someone cut their hand in class, Y/N immediately gave them her food and their hand healed completely. “Nice job, Y/N, the healing time is definitely getting faster.” Her teacher said. Since Y/N adds magic to the food, the healing doesn’t take effect immediately, but now the more she practices, the healing effects are almost instantaneous when they eat the food. Getting out of class, she decided to go to Xavier’s dorm. Low and behold, Xavier was laying down on hisbed, listening to music.

“Hey, Xavier.” Y/N said. Xavier immediately sat up. “What did you call me?” Xavier asked. “Xavier, that’s your name, isn’t it?” Y/N asked, Xavier got off the bed and grabbed Y/N by her shoulders, and now they are looking each other in the eyes. “I’m sorry, baby.” Xavier said, Y/N titled her head and looked at him in confusion. “What are you sorry for, Xavier?” Y/N asked, testing him to see how far he will go. Xavier stopped seeing as if he had nothing to be sorry for…but now he was thinking he did, great, thank you Ajax. “Well um…the other day I…” Xavier spoke hesitantly and Y/N just nodded her head to signal him to keep going. “I made fun of the telenovela you were watching.” Xavier said.

Y/N nodded interestingly. “Nice try, I’m not mad, Xavier.” Y/N said. “Then why are you calling me by my government? Is this what married men feel like when their wife gives them the silent treatment?” Xavier said. “I mean i wouldn’t know, I can’t possibly tell how you’re feeling, Xavier.” Y/N said. “Angel, stop calling me by my government name! When we started dating, you called me flaquito, Xavi, amor, corazón, cariño, querido, mi vida, mi cielo, what happened to that?” Xavier said.

“The thing is Xavier….” Y/N started and was interrupted by Xavier. “Are you breaking up with me, is that it?” Xavier asked walking away from Y/N. “Oh sweet suffering Jesus, I am not breaking up with you, Xavier! I freaking love you too much to dump you.” Y/N said. “Then why do you keep calling me Xavier?” Xavier asked. Y/N started looking around the room and that’s when a Xavier le cayos el viente, when it hit him finally. “If this is one of those TikTok things, I swear.” Xavier said.

“I’m sorry, mi vida, I just wanted to see how you would react. Usually the other person would call their partner by their full name too so I just wanted to see what would you do.” Y/N said. Xavier hugged her and kissed the top of her head. “You are going to kill me one of these day.” Xavier said. “I’ll heal you before you die though.” Y/N commented and they are now so much better.

Next is Xavier’s revenge, where he pulls a similar prank on Y/N

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adrienneleclerc

3 years ago