Puppy Love

Ringtone

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

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

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

Charles Leclerc

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then her ringtone started playing.

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

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

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

“That’s my ringtone?” Charles asked

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

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

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

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

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

Lando Norris

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

“What happened, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Logan Sargeant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re American too!” Logan exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oscar Piastri

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why are you like this?” Oscar asked.

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

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

Lewis Hamilton

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

“Yes, angel?” Lewis asked

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

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

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

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

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

“Thanks, bombón.” Y/N said.

“Why is that my ringtone?” Lewis asked.

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

“What does it mean?” Lewis asked.

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

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

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

“Of course.” Lewis said.

Carlos Sainz Jr.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure.” Y/N said.

Max Verstappen

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

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

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

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

“I did, it’s not there.” Y/N said.

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

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

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

“Thank you, amor.” Y/N said.

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

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

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

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

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

“I’d love to.” Y/N said.

Hope y’all liked it!

hi hi! i’m not sure if your requests are open at the minute, but if they are, could i request safe wording during sex with xavier?

like getting overwhelmed and safewording

either running to the bathroom and him having to coax her out or just fluffy comfort :)

Hey hey hey! My requests are always open until I’m over my crush on Percy Hynes White which I don’t really see happening anytime soon 😂😂. I don’t write smut BUT I’LL TRY!! I have read a lot to know, hope you like it!

Safe Word

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N gets overwhelmed during an intimate moment with Xavier

Warning: smut, poorly written smut to be more specific

A/N: Ive read a lot of smut so hopefully I know what I’m doing, my Masterlist is pinned on my blog for more content

It was after the Rave’N dance, Y/N and Xavier were in his dorm after they showered.

“Thanks for letting me leave my shower products in your bathroom, its so much easier this way.” Y/N said, drying/scrunching (depending on your hair texture, mine is wavy/curly) her hair with an old t-shirt of hers (it’s healthier that way). She’s wearing her bathrobe she also keeps in Xavier’s bathroom.

“Yeah, of course, sweetheart. You looked beautiful in that dress.” Xavier said, pulling her closer to him by her waist.

“Thank you, sadly those normie boys ruined it. I don’t think it’s easy getting rid of red paint off a white dress.” Y/N said, throwing the t/shirt somewhere and holding onto Xavier’s shoulders.

“You had no idea how much I wanted to rip that dress off of you.” Xavier said, pulling her down so now Y/N was straddling Xavier’s lap. Xavier began whispering in Y/N’s ear “I wanna try something new, you up for that?”

“What kind of something?” Y/N asks.

“Nothing too crazy, just a little something, overstimulation.” Xavier said. Y/N was a little skeptical since they’ve done edging/orgasm denial before but never overstimulation. “Do you trust me?”

“Yeah, of course I trust you.” Y/N said. That’s when Xavier started kissing her, as the kiss got more heated, he untied her bathroom to nothing underneath and Xavier just stared at her in awe. “What? It’s not like I keep any clean underwear in your drawers.” Y/N said. Xavier took her bathrobe off and lifted her his lap so now she was laying down on the bed. Xavier began taking off his shirt, Y/N started grazing his abs (if he has because Percy says he doesn’t go to the gym so let’s imagine he does) as Xavier kisses Y/N again.

Xavier is left in boxers and he goes into one of his drawers to take out a blindfold and a vibrator that he bought specifically for this special occasion

“You ready, sweetheart?” Xavier asked as he got on the bed again. He tied the blindfold on Y/N, covering her eyes obviously. Xavier moved his hand in front of her to make sure she can’t see anything. Xavier got a towel from the bathroom, lofted Y/N’s hips so now the towel was under her. That’s when Xavier started planting kisses in her body, going from her cheeks, lips, and neck, trailing down to her breasts and stomach. He then placed kisses on her inner thighs, nibbling a little. When he noticed that Y/N wasn’t wet, he went up again to start kissing and giving hickeys on her breasts. When he heard her moan, he smiled knowing that he’s doing a good job pleasing his girl. “Remember the safe word, Angel?” Xavier asked as he began sucking on her left nipple.

“Um, peach.” Y/N said in between moans.

“Good girl.” Xavier said as he went back to work. He took his finger so her slit and noticed she was wet. Xavier kissed down her stomach again and then gave a kitten lick on her slit, making Y/N shiver in pleasure. Xavier continued eating her out until she orgasmed on his tongue. Xavier kept licking making sure nothing was leaking out. That’s when he turned on the vibrator, the lady at the store said it was their best seller because it was so potent. Xavier switched it on the lowest setting and held it against her now engorged clit and once Y/N felt the vibration, she shrieked because they have never used a vibrator before, this sensation was entirely new.

The vibrator went down to her slit and Xavier raised the vibration level to medium and Y/N was a moaning mess, Xavier pushed the vibrator in Y/N and once it was all the way in technically speaking, he raised it to the highest level. He began an in and out motion with the vibratory, moving it so it can hit her g-spot and once it did, Y/N began shaking until she got another orgasm pulled out of her. Y/N was breathing heavily. Xavier kissed her again. He then pulled down his boxers because he has been hard since he ate her out. He pumped his cock a little until precum was leaking and slowly entered Y/N. Both of them released a moan. When Y/N was comfortable with the size he began moving back and forth gently. But after a while, he began getting rougher, holding Y/N’s wrists down, he then grabbed both of her wrists with right hand, his hands are that big, and grabbed the vibrator and turned it on the lowest setting with left hand and held it against her clit.

With the blindfold on, everything that Xavier is doing to her is much more intense than before. So the fact that Xavier is getting rougher than he usually is with her, the overstimulation, it became too much.

“Peach.” Y/N said but Xavier didn’t hear, too focused on his pleasure so he continued until he heard it again. “Peach, peach, peach!” Y/N said louder and Xavier let go of her wrists, pulled out completely and turned off the vibrator. Y/N then took of the blindfold, put her robe back on, then went to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Y/N looked herself in the mirror, she noticed that she had tears in her eyes. It was just too much for her to bear, it wasn’t something she was used to. There was a knock on the door.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?” Xavier asked,

“I’m okay, Flaquito, don’t worry.” Y/N asked.

“You’re not okay, your voice is wavering.” Xavier said. Y/N then blew her nose.

“I’m fine.” Y/N said,

“If You’re fine, Can i come in?” Xavier asked.

“Can you give me some alone time, Xavi, please? That’s all I ask, just some space.” Y/N said. Xavier felt a little hurt that she wanted space from him but he understood.

“Yeah, that’s perfectly fine, love, take your time.” Xavier said. Xavier got dressed but he was still hard since he didn’t get to orgasm. 20 minutes later, Y/N was still in the bathroom. “Y/N, come out, please. We can watch Shrek.” That’s when Y/N popped her head out.

“In Spanish? As in ‘tú conoces a pin pon’ Shrek?” Y/N asked.

“Whatever you want, darling.” Xavier said. Y/N got out of the bathroom and immediately hugged Xavier.

“I am so sorry, guapo.” Y/N muttered.

“Why are you sorry, sweet girl?” Xavier asked, holding Y/N’s face.

“I’m sorry I used the safe word, I know you wanted to try something new but this was the first time we used a vibrator and also the first time you were kinda rough with him.” Y/N explained. When Xavier heard the last part, he immediately held her right hand and lifted the sleeve of her robe to see that there were red marks on them. Xavier kissed her right wrist and did the same with the left one.

“My love, the safe word is out in place for a reason, don’t be sorry for using it. I am so sorry I didn’t hear you the first time. And I’m sorry I hurt you.” Xavier said.

“Xavi…you do know that when you lose one sense, the others are heightened? So since I couldn’t see anything, I felt everything more intense. So the vibrator, my orgasms, you, it was too much.” Y/N said, Xavier put his head down in shame, it was too much too fast, he should’ve known that. “Hey, Don’t even think about blaming yourself, it’s fine, I’m fine. Just keep in mind for next time, okay?” Y/N said. Xavier nodded and they kissed. When Y/N went to straddle him, Xavier stopped her.

“I never got to orgasm so…” Xavier said.

“Oh I’m sorry, do you want me to help you out?” Y/N asked.

“No, angel, you relax, I’m gonna…how do you say it. Voy a llamar a Manuela, okay?” Xavier said and he went to the bathroom. Y/N giggled and decided to wear one of Xavier’s shirts as she got under his comforter to put Shrek in Spanish on his TV. When Xavier got back, he went under the comforter too, wrapped his arm around Y/N and kissed her forehead.

The End

So in Latin America, when you say “voy a llamar a Manuela” or “llama a Manuela” it means to rub one out. I just find the phrase hilarious 😂

Do you think you can do a Carlos sainz jr imagine

Well YN is MMA fighter and I don't know they meet at one of her fights or at the gym however you want to put it I guess so yeah and I was the one who requested the Lewis Hamilton photographer one and I really liked that imagine in this very good so thank you very much xoxo 🇲🇽🫶🥰😘

Let’s see what I can do and I’m so glad you liked how the Lewis Hamilton imagine came out! I was a little worried there for a second

Love At First Fight

Pairing: Carlos Sainz Jr. x MMA fighter! Reader

Summary: Carlos meets Y/N at the gym and end up sparring together

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: I have the idea in my mind, I can see it happening, can I put it into words? Let’s see. Also, sorry if it’s too short but I think it turned out cute for the prompt. Anyway, MY FIRST CARLOS SAINZ IMAGINE

Now that is is summer break and Carlos has announced he was going to Williams, he decided to go boxing with his trainer at the gym.

“Hola Carlos, ready to begin your session?” His trainer, Emilio asked.

“Of course, let’s get started, cabrón.” Carlos said. Him and Emiliowere doing some basic punching combos, Carlos was practicing his footwork, when he saw a woman walk in and immediately started using a punching bag. Since carlos was distracted, Emilio hit him upside the head.

“Focus, man, i thought you wanted to box today.” Emilio said.

“I do but who is that?” Carlos asked.

“You’re kidding.” The trainer said looking at the woman and back at Carlos. “I think it’s better if you stick to dating models.”

“Her name, cabrón.” Carlos said,

“Her name is Y/N L/N, she is an MMA fighter, she’s the UFC Featherweight champion for 2023.” Emilio said.

“You think I can spar with her?” Carlos asked.

“Ha! I’d like to see you try. L/N!” Emilio shouted, Y/N turned around.

“Gutiérrez, you know better than to shift my name in a public gym, what’s up.” Y/N said, walking towards the two men, taking off her gloves.

“My client here wants to spar with you.” Emilio said.

“Carlos Sainz, nice to meet you.” Carlos said, extending his hand, Y/N shook his hand.

“Think you can go toe to toe with me, pretty boy?” Y/N asked, stepping closer to Carlos so their noses were almost touching.

“Why not? I’ll give you the first shot.” Carlos said, Y/N stepped back, releasing his hand.

“Haha, okay, You’re confident, let’s see how confident you are in the ring.” Y/N said, walking toward the boxing ring they had further into the gym. Carlos was in shock but Emilio pushed him to start walking, Y/N was already inside the ring.

“Alright, I got these two helmets because Y/N would probably kill you since you suck at blocking.” Emilio told Carlos and Y/N snickered. “Y/N blue, you red.” They put on their helmets and Y/N put in her mouth guard. Emilio helped Y/N and Carlos lace up their gloves. “Great, touch gloves, and spar.

Carlos severely underestimated how it would be like to spar Y/N. You know how people feel pretty stupid one they find out Formula 1 is a serious sport and that driving a kart at 300 kilometers an hour isn’t easy? Carlos is feeling really stupid for wanting to spar with a UFC featherweight champion when he only boxes every other week (probably). Y/N was obviously winning, at one point, Y/N was straddling Carlos and had his wrists pinned to the mat until Emilio called time. Carlos winked at Y/N before she got off him and helped him up.

“Gotta hand it to you, pretty boy, you did pretty well for an F1 driver.” Y/N said.

“You know who I am?” Carlos asked.

“Well i obviously had to google you after meeting you since you’re Emilio’s client.” Y/N said,

“Well since I already had you on top of me..” Carlos started and Y/N laughed “..do you want to get lunch right now? I’ll pay.”

“That sounds great, I’ll shower and change so we can go.” Y/N said,

The End

Hope y’all liked it!

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

Sirius Black Must Die 

Prologue

Disclaimer: This takes place in an alternate universe where Hogwarts is basically like a NORMAL boarding school, it takes place in the present day, and Voldemort DOESN’T EXIST

gif cred: @bijespers

Sirius Black is the womanizer of Hogwarts. He had boys wishing they were him and girls wishing to be with him. What he doesn’t know is that a certain Ravenclaw student knows his tricks. Her names is YN YLN, she’s only a year below Sirius. For being a 4th year, she was quite perceptive.

She saw how Sirius would first sit at the Gryffindor table during lunch and kiss his “girlfriend” Alesia Carrera, a fifth year. He would later excuse himself and sit at the Hufflepuff table to talk and hang out with his OTHER GIRLFRIEND, Ximena Valente. He would then leave the Great Hall and make out with his SLYTHERIN GIRLFRIEND, Catalina Montoya by the staircase.

Why did Sirius have multiple girlfriends? What was so great about Sirius Black that made girls go crazy? These are the questions that YN made to herself.

Neither of the girls know what Sirius was doing. They were completely under the spell of the 5th year Gryffindor and YN didn’t like it one bit. No one should treat people like that. She’s just waiting for his game to fall apart. And to her surprise it fell apart 2 weeks later in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Original Characters

Catalina Montoya

Alessia Carrera

Ximena Valente

OBSESSED

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina Plus Size! Reader

Summary: Y/N has been dating Henry Cavill for a few weeks and everything was going fine with their relationship until she found out that his ex is Ana de Armas.

Warning: I think this turned out a little more comical than I wanted to but it was fun to write.

A/N: Obviously his dating history is made up, this is inspired by Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo (I definitely prefer GUTS over SOUR, its more my vibe, not a stan though) ANYWAY, as a plus sized Latina who struggles with her body image and has tons of insecurities, i will be projecting. Let me know if you want more plus sized Y/Ns in the future

When Y/N was younger, she always had the dream of walking the red carpet like Salma Hayek. Though she wasn’t a singer or an actress, she couldn’t believe her dream is coming true as she walks alongside Henry Cavill, her super handsome actor boyfriend. They met on the set of the ministry of ungentlemanly warfare, Y/N was the guest of Eiza Gonzalez, Henry confused her as one of the wardrobe designers, Y/N explained who she was, and they hit it off. They were invited to the premiere of an action movie. She had on a smoky blue dress with a slit up to the middle of her left thigh and a corset bodice, absolutely beautiful. Henry and Y/N were posing for photos and Henry leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“You look ravishing, darling.” Henry whispered and kissed her temple when he pulled away. After a few more pictures, they entered the area, Henry began to talk to some people he knew and that’s when Y/N bumped into someone.

“Ay que boba soy, im so sorry.” Y/N told the Woman she bumped into but couldn’t see her face.

“No se preocupe, está bien.” The woman said, she turned to face Y/N and Y/N was in shock.

“No way, Ana de Armas de verdad lo siento mucho, no me estaba fijando.” Y/N said,

“Toda está bien, de verdad, me encanta su vestido.” Ana said, gesturing to Y/N’s dress. The twos were talking until…

“Ready to go in, love?” Henry said, putting his arm around Y/N. “Ana, how are you?” Henry asked the Cuban woman.

“Henry, I didn’t know you came with someone, she’s stunning. It was nice seeing you again, guapo, un placer conocerla, querida.” Ana said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek as she went inside. Henry and Y/N stayed back.

“How do you two know each other? I don’t think you guys made a movie together, right?” Y/N asked, curious how the British man knew the Cuban actress.

“Well, love, um, Ana and I dated…for a while.” Henry said. Y/N’s eyes widened.

“What?” Y/N questioned. So many questions were going through her head. Why did they break up? Was it jealousy? Is that why Henry chose her to date? He wouldn’t get jealous dating Y/N because no one else would want to date the fat girl? Henry’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.

“Let’s go in and watch the movie, yeah?” Henry asked, leading Y/N in the theater to watch the movie but Y/N couldn’t pay attention. She couldn’t help but compare herself to Ana de Armas, like Ana was basically perfect! Ana’s hair looks so healthy, her amber eyes were just beautiful, her skin was flawless, and then there’s her, her hair is frizzy no matter how she styles it (wavy hair problems), there’s nothing special about her eyes, and no amount of makeup or skincare would give her that airbrushed look. Why is Henry going out with Y/N? That is what she keeps asking herself.

When the movie was over, Henry and Y/N went back to his house to unwind.

“You staying the night, darling?” Henry asked, hanging up his coat.

“Yeah, Fortachón, I’m staying.” Y/N said, sitting on his couch. “I didn’t know you dated Ana.”

“Yeah, it was a long time ago.” Henry said.

“If you guys never had any movies together, how did you meet?” Y/N asked. She was curious about his past relationship.

“My love, I don’t think we should be talking about this.” Henry commented.

“Fine, I’ll drop it.” Y/N said.

“Good.” Henry said. “Now let’s get you out of this dress because I’m tempted to see what’s underneath.” Henry grinned.

And he did just that. However, when Henry was asleep, Y/N was wide awake, looking at Ana’s instagram. She is so perfect! Not too short, not too tall, Ana had an hourglass figure unlike herself. Did Ana slept in the same bed as Henry, same side as Y/N, she bet Ana had those sexy silk pajamas unlike her, opting for her Macy’s pajamas set. She googled Henry and Ana together and their size difference was PERFECT, Henry and Ana looked like Hercules and Meg, Y/N, however, saw herself as Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty.

“Why do I do this to myself?” Y/N mumbled, her hands covering her face. She decided to watch Overdrive, which is one of Ana de Armas’s movie and she was gorgeous, but Ana was definitely prettier in person. Y/N fell asleep watching one of her interviews on YouTube, turns out Ana and Henry are the same sign.

Henry woke up and found Y/N already awake, stalking Ana’s Instagram.

“Darling, what are you doing?” Henry asked,

“Nothing.” Y/N said, quickly exiting out of the app.

“That didn’t look like nothing, why are you looking at pictures of Ana?” Henry asked, sitting up in the bed.

“I’m just curious. How long have you two dated?” Y/N asked. Henry rolled his eyes.

“I thought you dropped it.” Henry said.

“And I’m picking it up again, how long have you two dated?” Y/N asked.

“4 years, I met her when I was filming ‘A man from UNCLE’ in Italy.” Henry told Y/N, knowing what her next question would be.

“Why did you two break up?” Y/N asked.

“I guess we just grew apart.” Henry commented and Y/N looked at him.

“Why did you grow apart?” Y/N asked.

“Oh my god, angel, leave it alone, please, I have never seen you act this way, you know I’ve had previous relationships, why is this one different?” Henry asked

“Because it’s Ana de Armas! You went from Ana de Armas to me, do you understand how mind boggling that is?” Y/N gets up from their bed. “She’s an 11 and I’m a 4, and that’s on a good day, Fortachón. I know you love me and clearly looks don’t matter to you,” Y/N said gesturing to herself. “But I can’t help but think about you and Ana. What about your other exes? Are they actresses too? Or are they models? Singers?“

“You think I don’t wonder about your exes too?” Henry gets up as well. “Of course I think about them! But I don’t obsess over them like your obsessing over Ana right.” Henry said.

“You wanna know why? Because you don’t know who they are! You never met them, I never really told you about them, so you could imagine them however you want! You are a public figure so your previous relationships are all on Google.” Y/N said and goes downstairs to the kitchen, Henry following quickly behind her.

“Y/N, i love YOU, i am with you, Ana and I haven’t talked in years, we only make small talk if we see each other at award shows or premieres. You are so beautiful and I love you because you make me feel safe, happy, and at home.” Henry said, looking at Y/N in her eyes.

“I love you too, Fortachón, but I still have some questions. Did she give great head? Like I know I’m not the best at it, I’ve been told before, but…” Y/N started but Henry kissed her, after a while he pulled away.

“You’re better…wait, who said you weren’t good?” Henry questioned.

“Not the point..” Y/N said but was interrupted by Henry.

“No no, you obsessed over Ana, now it my turn to talk about your ex, what did he do?” Henry asked with his arms folded in front of his chest.

“Mm, He’s a hockey player, his name is James Oleksiak.” Y/N said. She went to the fridge to look for what to make for breakfast. “How do you feel about pancakes?” Y/N asked. Henry googled him and his eyes widened.

“James Oleksiak? HE IS 6’7!” Henry exclaimed.

“Yeah, i was a hockey WAG, good times.” Y/N said. “If it makes you feel better, I dated Lewis Hamilton for a while too, he’s 5’9 so you’re good.”

“You’re doing this on purpose now.” Henry said, also looking up pictures of Lewis Hamilton. “Okay, now I know how you feel.”

“I guess we’re both obsessed with each other’s exes. Can we stop doing that? That was actually exhausting.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, as far as we know, we only date each other.” Henry said, kissing Y/N. “How big was James?”

“I am not answering that.” Y/N said, laughing at Henry’s question.

“Why not? I answered your question about Ana.” Henry tried to convince Y/N. “Wait, did James say you weren’t that good or was it Lewis?”

“I’m good, I just can’t deep throat.” Y/N said and Henry thought for a second.

“It was James, wasn’t it?” Henry asked.

“Oh my god, stop, help me make pancakes.” Y/N said

The end

Because of the poll results, I am trying to write more Henry Cavill x Reader, I’ll still write about Walter and Mike, just not as often. ALSO, Henry Cavill’s nickname going forward is “Fortachón”, I can’t BELIEVE I forgot that in Hercules, his nickname in the Spanish Latino dub is fortachón, and since I had the idea to make Henry dress up as Hercules in a fanfic @shellyshellshell wrote, Fortachón is PERFECT! I was going through a crisis trying to figure out a good nickname for Henry, like damn.

Face Reveal

Good Girl

Pairing: AU!Charles Leclerc x Latina!Reader

Summary: where Charles calls you a “good girl” despite him “hating” you.

A/N: based off the song Good Girl by my name twin, April Jai. This will be a sort of enemies to lovers AU where Charles is your boss, but tries to keep his distance from falling for you by saying he hates you. He’s very much Alexander von Ferdinand from Lola erase un vez (if you know, you know).

Is that a little hunger in your eyes? Looks to me that you just can’t deny The tension, friction, immediate submission When you call me A good good girl

You were talking on the phone with your friend while in line to buy lunch for your boss.

"Girl, I am telling you that i never had a boss as grumpy as him. It is like every little thing sets him off, the breakup with Alexandra must have been terrible." You told you friend. Luckily for you, he was in the office, you got up to the cashier to pay for Charles's lunch

"Yeah, i heard she got full custody of Leo." Your friend said.

"Yeah, but he's been such an ass lately, like very Miranda Priestly." You said, grabbing the lunch and heading to the elevator to go up to the 16th floor, where his office was. "I swear, i lowkey regret taking this job. As much as i love working in Monaco, este maldito pendejo me hasta haciendo la vida imposible with his fucking mood swings. Like don't take out your anger on me because of your failed relationship." Unfortunately, the elevator doors opened on the last sentence you said, revealing your boss, Charles Leclerc.

"Gossiping about me, Miss L/N?" Charles asked, even though he knows the answer already.

"Luego te hablo, Mari." You hung up the phone and stepped out of the elevator. "Sir, i am so sorry, that was completely unprofessional of me." Charles started walking to his office, with you following not far behind.

"Is that my lunch?" Charles asked, ignoring your question, sitting at his desk.

"Yes, Mr. Leclerc, here." You placed the lunch container on his desk. Charles opened it and frowned. "Whats wrong?"

"I wanted pasta, does this look like pasta to you?” Charles asked, showing you the container full of chicken and rice.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Leclerc, I’ll get you a new lunch.” You said.

“Good girl, make sure it’s a pesto pasta.” Charles said and you started to get that warm feeling in your stomach. It wasn’t the first time your boss called you a good girl, but it was the first time it felt like he was teasing you. You almost stumbled when leaving his office.

Charles smirked to himself as he watched your reaction. Truth be told, he was actually quite fond of you, might even go as far as saying he has a crush on you. However, he didn’t want it to seem like a power imbalance considering he’s your boss so he tries to keep his distance. But your reaction to him calling you a good girl is making it harder for him to keep pretending he doesn’t want to call you a good girl on different circumstances.

You went back to the food court on the building and went over to an Italian place to get pesto pasta, hopefully it’s good and Charles won’t bite your head off. After ordering, you paid for it and went back upstairs, placing the takeout container of pasta on his desk. Charles opened it and hummed in appreciation.

“Great, exactly what I wanted, good girl.” Charles said and he heard your breath hitch, he smirked. “Could you close the door for me?”

“Of course, sir.” You said, heading to the door and closing it, it was only you and him in his office. You’re just glad it wasn’t a fishbowl so no one can see how nervous you are.

“Do you like it when I call you a good girl, y/n?” Charles asked and you turned around to face him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Leclerc.”

“Oh don’t act all innocent because I know you’re not. The way your eyes sort of glaze over when I give you praise like that. You want to be a good girl, a good girl for me.” Charles said walking closer to you until your back hits the wall. You look down, trying hard not to make eye contact. “I’m right aren’t I?” He said, though you weren’t looking at him, you were positive he was smirking. “Look at me, mon Ange” Charles out his finger under your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Good girl.” You felt goosebumps and saw how Charles’s eyes darkened in desire.

“What about you, sir? You say how my eyes glaze over when you call me a good girl, but what about the hunger in yours when I refer to you as sir? I was beginning to think you hated me but I see that’s not the case here.” You stated shakily since he started kissing your neck.

“Of course I don’t hate you, mon ange. But the bossing you around? You doing everything I tell you? The immediate submission when I call you a good girl? It was just too fun to quit.” Charles said into your ear, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, making you whimper.

“You were teasing me this whole time?” You questioned, moving away from Charles.

“Admittedly I was.“ Charles replied.

“You’re evil.” You said, Charles cocked his head to the side.

“Can’t say I’m not. What I can say is that i really want to kiss you.” Charles said, his gaze falling to your lips, your breath hitched before nodding ever so slightly and Charles kisses you passionately, he bit your bottom lip to get your mouth to open so he can insert his tongue.

After a little make out session, you pulled away, lips swollen in the friction.

“Well…I have it get back to work, if this isn’t a one time thing, you already have my number.” You said, walking out of his office to freshen up in the bathroom. Charles just stood there in disbelief, thinking you definitely weren’t as innocent as you pretend to be

The End

Hope y’all liked it, it’s been a while since I wrote for Charles

There’s A Frog In My Hand

Masterlist

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary:after scrolling on TikTok, Enid decides to try the trend on Ajax and tells Y/N to do it on Xavier so Enid can compare their reactions.

Warnings: Boyfriend!Xavier because he’s just the cutest, very fluffy, implied Ajax x Enid

Y/N was walking to the quad when she heard someone yell her name. “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, I gotta show you something!” Y/N turned around and saw that it was her best friend, Enid. Enid tan as fast as she could and almost bumped into Y/N. “Sorry. I was on TikTok and I was looking at couple trends so I can do some with Ajax, and look at what I came across.” Enid told Y/N. They both sat down at a table in the quad before Enid played the video.

In the video, there was a couple on the bed, the first girl said to her girlfriend that there was an invisible flea in her hand and that it was going to do 3 backflips. After doing the backflips, the first girl asked her girlfriend to hold his little hat as he does more backflips. Then the first girl asked her girlfriend if she really believe that there is a flea in her hands. The girlfriend says no and the first girl asks “then why are you holding his little hat?” And the girlfriend answers “because you asked me to!”

“It’s literally so fucking cute!! You should try that with Xavier.” Enid tells Y/N. “Do you really think Xavier will go along with there being an invisible flea in my hand?” Y/N asks. “Well it doesn’t have to me a flea, I’ve seen people say there was a frog in their hand, a cricket, it could be anything really. I’m gonna try it with Ajax and see his reaction. I’m gonna say flea because I’m a werewolf so that’s easy.” Enid commented as she puts her phone away.

“Then I guess I’ll choose that there’s a frog. I’m naming the frog though.” Y/N commented. “Only you would name an imaginary frog. I wonder how different Ajax and Xavier would react to having an invisible animal in our hands.”Enid said. “I honestly think Ajax would just be asking a lot of questions.” Y/N said, the girls started laughing and that’s when Y/N felt someone cover her eyes.

“Guess who.” The voice said. “Could it be Nevermore’s resident tortured artist?” Y/N guessed and Xavier uncovered her eyes and gave her a forehead kiss. “I expected you so say your super hot boyfriend but that works too.” Xavier said as he sat down beside Y/N. “What were you girls talking about?”

“About nothing, cariño. My parents wanted me to invite you to dinner Saturday night, by the way. My mom is making tallarines saltado, It’s gonna be really good.” Y/N mentioned. “That’s spaghetti, right?” Xavier asked, making sure he got his Spanish right. “Yeah, It’s spaghetti. So is that a yes?” Y/N asked hopefully. “Yeah for sure. I gotta go find Ajax, see you later, angel.” Xavier said, kissing her forehead. When Xavier was far from the table, Enid started talking again.

“So I was thinking you record the video on your phone, and then you can send it to me so I can post it on my gossip site. I will also post my video with Ajax and we’ll have a poll of who’s the better boyfriend. Do you accept the challenge, L/N?” Enid said, holding out her hand to Y/N. “Challenge accepted, Sinclair.”

After classes were over, Y/N went to Xavier’s dorm. “Mi amor, It’s me, Can i come in?” Y/N asked. Xavier opened the door so she could come in. They greeted each other with a kiss and Y/N walked in and sat on Xavier’s bed. “To what do I owe the pleasure, milady?” Xavier said in a bad British accent as he bowed down. Y/N laughed and hit him lightly on the arm. “No seas payaso (don’t be silly), Enid showed me this couples video today, do you want to try it with me?” Y/N asked Xavier.

“Sure babe, let me take a shower then we can do it, okay.” Xavier said and kissed her forehead before he went to the bathroom so he can shower. Like 15 minutes later he’s out and dressed. “Okay I’m ready.” Xavier said. “Great, I’m gonna record it if that’s okay to prove to Enid I did it” Y/N said and Xavier nodded his head. Y/N propped her phone on his dresser, leaning against his cologne bottle and Y/N pressed record.

“Okay, Xavi, so there’s a frog in my hands, okay? His name is Rogelio.” Y/N said. “Why is his name Rogelio?” Xavier asked. “I was watching Shrek 2 in Spanish, okay. Anyway, Rogelio is going to do 3 backflips.” Y/N said, keeping her eyes on Xavier. Xavier nodded. “Okay Rogelio, do your thing, buddy.” “1, 2, 3” as Y/N counted Rogelio’s backflips, she also moved her head as if following his backflips, Xavier did the same.

“Can you hold his jacket for him?” Y/N asked, showing Xavier her cupped hand. “Yeah sure, Rogelio must be feeling hot after doing 3 backflips in a row.” Xavier commented, he went to your hands and moved his hands as if taking the jacket off of the frog. “He’s gonna do 3 backflips again. 1, 2, 3.” Y/N said. “He did a double backflip at the end! Rogelio, you are a very talented frog, you must be exhausted.” Xavier commented, Y/N wanted to laugh so bad, Xavier is just the cutest. “Does Rogelio want his jacket back? It’s a very nice jacket, actually.”

“Okay, Xavi, here’s a question for you. Do you really believe there’s a frog in my hands?” Y/N asked him. “Well you told me there’s a frog in your hands and I’m holding his jacket. He’s probably an invisible frog.” Xavier said, Y/N giggled. “Querido, how would I get an invisible frog?” Y/N asked him. “I Can anímate anything I draw and you’re asking me if it’s possible to have an invisible frog?” Xavier countered.

“We’re getting off the subject. Do you really think there is a frog in my hands.” Y/N asked. “Probably not.” Xavier said, finally. “Then why are you holding Rogelio’s jacket?” Y/N asked. “Because you asked me to, love.” Xavier said laughing, Y/N laughed too and hugged Xavier, hiding her face in his chest and Xavier kissed the top of her head. When they were done, Y/N stopped the video.

“Did I do the video right?” Xavier asked Y/N. “Yes, you did it perfectly, mi vida.” Y/N said. Y/N grabbed her phone and sent the video to Enid. A free minutes later, Enid replied to her

Enid: AWW 🥰😍🥰😍 HE IS THE SWEETEST!

The next day, when Y/N was walking to the quad, everyone stared at her, mostly the girls and all she heard was “you’re so lucky!” “He’s so sweet!” “Your boyfriend is adorable.” And so on. When Y/N at a table, Xavier approached her. “Hey, love, did you see Enid’s gossip site?” Xavier asked. “No, not really. I knew she was gonna post it but I didn’t know when, why?” Y/N asked.

“Everyone is commenting that we’re the best couple. That and that I’m totally whipped for you. I mean I am, but still.” Xavier said, putting his arm around your shoulders. “At least now everyone knows we’re dating, that should keep your jealous fits in check.” Y/N commented and Xavier just laughed. “Ha ha, very funny. Come one, let’s go to class.” Xavier said as he grabbed Y/N’s backpack to carry it for her and held her hand while they walk to class. Maybe Xavier is whipped for Y/N but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Should this be my brand? Just writing Hispanic Reader fanfics? Let me know!

BECKY G WAS AT THE MONACO GRAND PRIX! Again: Becky g was in the Red Bull garage because Patrón tequila is a sponsor, but she was there!! I just need Becky to take photos with other drivers. Like Charles and Lando are preferable but a photo with Max would be cool, same with Lewis Hamilton. I NEED Becky and Lewis to meet.

My Becky G x F1 dreams are coming true little by little, like F1 admin actually posted that she was at the race so that’s something!! Like imagine Camilla Cabello’s experience in the Miami GP but with Becky G. That’s my dream! I know there are mixed feelings about celebrities and influencers being invited to Grand Prixs, especially when they know nothing about the sport or just post about the drivers, but Becky has been an F1 for a few years now (I THINK) but yeah, that’s my rant. I wonder if Becky met Charles…that would be awesome

Bratz Girl

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

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

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

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