Traitor

Missing Journal

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Charles reads Y/N’s journal and finds out she has a crush on an F1 driver.

Warning: the usual spellings and grammatical errors, inaccuracies of pretty much anything involving F1

A/N: kinda based off season 1 episode 3 of Austin and Ally. However, instead of reading the journal about Y/N’s crush and thinking it’s about him when it’s actually someone else, Charles would read it and think it’s about someone else when in reality it’s about him. Does that’s make sense? Cool. Also, i always put Hispanic/Latina because I don't know what you prefer to be called and because this does exclude Spain, Haiti, Brazil, and other Latin American countries that don't speak Spanish.

Y/N and Charles have been friends for a long time, but so have Y/N and Lando. Y/N moved from the states to Monaco and became neighbors with Charles, ultimately becoming friends, but she also participated in Junior Karting with Lando, befriending Lando and Max Fewtrell.

It is safe to say Y/N has been friends with the three of them for a very long time and she is so grateful because she always felt like she didn't belong since she isn't European like them. But she has Logan as well, even if they aren't super close. She splits time between Charles and Lando. If Lando thinks McLaren is going to do soemthing interesting, he invites Y/N to Woking. Something interesting happening at Ferrari? Charles is bringing Y/N to Maranello. Y/N loves travelling (the Sagittarius in me) so it works out perfectly.

One day, Y/N's apartment was flooded because of poor plumbing and Charles offered her a place to stay. When her apartment was clear, both of them decided it was better if they were roommates since she was the better cook and that brings us to today.

Y/N was sleeping in her room peacefully when she felt someone shake her awake and she saw Charles standing over her.

"If you are going to kill me, can i at least eat first?" Y/N asked sleepily.

"Y/N, wake up, they changed our flight to Imola." Charles said and Y/N sat up in her bed.

"What do you mean they changed our flight? Don't we fly priavte?" Y/N asked.

"Yes, but Fred wants us to be in Imola earlier so we have more time to go over strategies so get dressed, sweetie, we need to go to the runway." Charles said. Y/N's heart fluttered at Charles's nickname for her. She tries to think nothing of it because he is a Libra after all, he is very affectionate towards her and Carlos as well. She got out of bed.

"Okay fine, but get out." Y/N said, pushing Charles out of her room to get dressed. She packed a dufflebag with 5/6 outfits, pajamas, anything she really needed for a 5 or 6 day trip more or less.

"Whatever you say, love, I'll buy us something to eat on the way there." Charles said outside her door. The last thing Y/N packed was her journal, she likes writing down everything about her travels since she writes travel articles for Hello Monaco (don't know if there is a traveling section, lets pretend). But she also writes about her love life or lackthereof. Y/N washed her face and got dressed in her comfortable clothes. When she left her room, she sw Charles on the couch with his small luggage.

"Alright, lets go. Are we stopping by the bakery?" Y/N asked.

"Of course. I'll wait outside while you order the pastries, I'll give you money." Charles said.

"Thanks, lets go." They left the apartment and got into Charles's car. Charles parked outside the bakery and Y/N got out of the car, ordered pastries, getting herself a warm cookie croissant (THEY ARE SO GOOD, my mom needs to buy more from the market) and whatever Charles gets. She gets back in the car and Charles starts driving away.

"Can you feed me, honey?" Charles asked. Y/N broke off a piece of the pain au chocolat and fed it to Charles, his tongue and lips touching her two fingers holding the piece of pastry. She felt butterflies in her stomach and decided to just hold the oain au chocolat and have him bite it but... "No, no, i can't drive like that, just feed me like you did before." Charles said and thats exactly what Y/N did.

Now of course Charles knew it wasn't necessary for Y/N to feed him like that, but he loves the intimacy of this gesture. So having her feed him like they were boyfriend and girlfriend even though they are not was great thing in Charles's book. Especially considering his feelings for the Hispanic/Latina queen by his side. Y/N finished feeding Charles the pastry and licked her fingers that were covered in chocolate because no one wastes chocolate here. They were playing music in his car, just vibing, singing along, Y/N finished her cookie croissant, and they were just talking until they made it to the airport runway where their private jet was, with Carlos waiting by the jet.

"Por fin! Por qué se demoraron tanto?" Carlos asked.

"Güey, relájate, teníamos hambre, queríamos comer en el camino." Y/N said, getting her dufflebug out of Charles's car, Charles gets his suitcase out too.

"I don't like it when you call me güey." Carlos said.

"I picked up Mexican slang from Pato that time he was in Woking with Lando. I miss Pato, i gotta text him." Y/N said, entering the jet with Charles and Carlos trailing behind. She sits down. "I'll never get used to this, I grew up lower middle class."

"Well your friends are F1 drivers and we invite you everywhere." Charles said.

"And I thank you for that, honestly. My boss loves my hotel reviews, thanks for paying for my room by the way." Y/N said.

"Of course, it's no big deal." Charles said.

"What i don't get is why we have to fly if the drive is just 5 and a half hours." Y/N said.

"But by plane it is an hour." Carlos said. "That mean we have more time to relax, work on strategies, go clubbing." Carlos says.

"We are not clubbing before media day." Charles warned him.

"Fine, que pesado." Carlos said and Y/N giggled.

The flight itself was bearable, Y/N fell asleep and Charles was watching her with a smile on his face.

"You should tell her you like her, mate. Because this" Carlos says gesturing to what Charles was doing. "Its getting creepy and concerning."

"When the moment is right i will tell her." Charles said.

"Okay then." Carlos said, putting his headphones.

When the jet landed, a chauffer took them from the airport to their hotel. When they arrived at the hotel lobby, Y/N saw Lando and Oscar on the couch, Lando was on his phone while Oscar talked to Logan.

"Lando!" Y/N shouted, running to where Lando was.

"Y/N!" Lando exclaimed, standing up from the couch to hug his best girl friend. "How was your flight? Are you hungry?"

"Nah, I'm fine, I had a cookie croissant before the flight so i should be good." Y/N said.

"Nonsense, you should have a proper breakfast. Osc, you wanna go out for breakfast?" Lando asked the Australian.

"Yeah sure." Oscar said. "Lets get our keys and we'll head out." As soon as everyone got their keys, they went to their rooms which are all on the same floor, WAGS obviously roomed with their partners, Y/N had her own room and she place her dufflebag there. She knocked on Lando's door and he opened up.

"Should i change." Y/N asked.

"Nah, you're fine. You ready to go Osc?" Lando asked Oscar, who was talking to Logan

"Yeah, lets go, catch you later, Logan." Oscar said goodbye.

"I'll talk to you later my fellow American!" Y/N exclaimed as she left with Lando and Oscar. Charles was observing their interaction.

"Jealous?" Carlos asked right behind Charles startling him.

"You scared me, mate. But i am not jealous." Charles said.

"You might want to unclench your fist then." Carlos tapped on Charles's fist and he releases.

On their free day, Y/N was writing down the name of the restaurant/cafe they went to, reviewed the food, the atmosphere, how much the food was.

"Y/N, do you have to review everything?" Lando asked.

"Yes, how was your food?" Y/N asked.

"It was good." Lando said.

"Do you think it is worth the price?" Y/N asked.

"I say yes but I think if you were wokring class, definitely not." Lando said.

"Thank you. What about you, Osc?" Y/N asked.

"I mean I've had better in Monza, but its still good." Oscar replied and Y/N wrote it down.

"You gentlemen have been great help." Y/N said.

"Will you be in the Ferrari hospitality this time or will you be coming over to McLaren?" Lando asked.

"I can't say yet. I'll probably arrive at the paddock with Charles, hang around his hospitality halfway during the break inbetween free practices and then go over to you before the second free parctice starts." Y/N said.

"Yeah, that sounds like a plan. You coming to media day or are you going to be sightseeing?" Oscar asked.

"The hospitality gives me free food so I'm going to media day because i don't like sightseeing by myself." Y/N said.

"You just want me to pay." Lando said.

"You have the money to pay for me! I don't see the problem." Y/N said.

"She’s been like this since I joined F1.” Lando told Oscar.

“I do the same with Charles, don’t start.” Y/N said.

(This scene was written before I found out what happened in Imola)

It was media day and Y/N was repping McLaren at the paddock, it made Charles feel a certain way.

“Stopping staring.” Carlos said.

“I can’t help it, they’re acting like a couple and I don’t like it.” Charles said.

“At least she’s not wearing his number.” Carlos tried to cheer him up, Charles was going to answer him when Y/N came up to him.

“Have you guys seen my journal?” Y/N asked.

“How does it look like?” Charles asked.

“It’s a mini blue notebook with my name in rhinestones, my friend decorated it for me.” Y/N said,

“We haven’t seen it, love.” Charles said.

“Fuck, what am I going to do?” Y/N asked worriedly.

“Relax, it’s just a book.” Carlos said.

“It is NOT just a book, it is my diary and work journal all rolled into one, i write ALL my personal stuff in there, if anyone else reads it, I WILL DIE.” Y/N said.

“Maybe you should start taking notes on your phone.” Carlos said.

“Like I’m going to listen to a colonizer.” Y/N snapped. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it. I mean you do come from colonizers but i should call you that, it’s not your fault.”

“Ya relájate. We’ll look for it.” Carlos said.

“Thank you! I was basically in every hospitality today so I gotta ask around.” Y/N mentioned.

“Why were you in every hospitality?” Charles asked.

“Well i run an F1 TikTok account too so I was just hospitalities. I hope no one has read it.” Y/N said before running off.

“Do you think she’s overreacting?” Carlos asked.

“Her mom said she was born a drama Queen.” Charles said shrugging. “I’m gonna go talk with Max.” Charles said, leaving Carlos, Charles entered the Red Bull hospitality.

“Hey Charles, where’s Y/N? I found her notebook.” Max said,

“That’s great! Where did you find it?” Charles asked.

“She left it on the couch when she was talking to Checo. Do you know why she was going mental about this?” Max asked, giving the notebook to Charles.

“Apparently there’s a lot of personal stuff written in here.” Charles said and that’s when he got an idea.

“No.” Max said immediately.

“You don’t even know what I was going to say.” Charles said.

“You are not reading it.” Max said.

“Why not?” Charles asked.

“Because Y/N would probably murder you.” Max said.

“What Y/N doesn’t know, won’t kill me.” Charles said opening Y/N's journal.

"You act as if you were married. Well, what does it say?" Max asked, looking over Charles's shoulder to read what it says.

"Apparently Y/N has a crush on someone on the grid." Charles says. He kept reading. "And that guy is not me, looks like she has a crush on Lando." Charles sighed, closing the book.

"I haven't finished reading it." Max says, taking Y/N's journal to keep reading. "Okay, she could be talking about anyone, it doesn't necessarily mean she likes Lando." Max said, reading over the journal entry.

"Really? 'We've known each other since we were kids', Lando and Y/N have done karting together. 'I could easily get lost in his eyes, his accent is adorable, we spend so much time together and the gestures he does with me are so intimate, it's almost as if we are already togther but we are not', who else could it be, Max?" Charles asked.

"Okay well everyone on the grid has an accent to Y/N except of Logan. I have seen Lando lead Y/N places with his hand on her lower back. Maybe you are right, Y/N has a crush on Lando." Max said.

"Oh well, I lost my chance, let me just give Y/N her journal, I'll see tomorrow before free practice." Charles said.

"I thought we were going to play videoames later tonight." Max said.

"Not anymore mate, I have to talk to Pierre and pout about losing the love of my life to a child." Charles said.

"He's only 2 years younger than you." Max said.

"He is a child!" Charles shouted before leaving the Red Bull hospitality with Y/N's journal in hand. We was walking around the paddock when he spotted Y/N on the phone.

"Si mami, estoy comiendo bien, te lo juro. Mami, luego te marco, mi amigo Charles quiere hablar conmigo, te quiero mucho, bye." Y/N hung up the phone and put it in her bag. "What's up?"

"Oh I found your journal." Charles handed Y/N the journal and she took it happily.

"Thank you so much, you're the best, where did you find it?" Y/N asked.

"Oh in Red Bull, Max found it on the couch." Charles said.

"I'll thank him when i see him. Are you doing anything tonight? I wanted to visit the Aryton Senna statue and since I know you're a fan.." Y/N was cut off by Charles

"Sorry, I'll be with Pierre since Kika couldn't come." Charles said

"Oh, well maybe after free practice tomorrow?" Y/N asked hopefully.

"I don't think so, I'll talk to you tomorrow, Y/N." Charles said leaving Y/N in the paddock and she walked to the McLaren hospitality where Lando and Oscar were playing Uno with some of the mechanics.

"Hey, Y/N, when we finish this round, we'll leave." Lando said.

"Yeah, thats fine." Y/N said and she sat on the couch. Once the game was over, Lando drove her back to the hotel.

"Did you find your journal?" Lando asked.

"I did, Charles and Max found it." Y/N said.

"Then how come you don't sound thrilled that you have your journal back?" Lando asked.

"Because Charles was acting weird, like he said he didn't want to see the Aryton Senna statue." Y/N said.

"But Leclerc is a big fan of him." Lando commented.

"Thats what i said!" Y/N exclaimed.

"Leave him, maybe tomorrow will be better." Lando commented.

Unfortunately, that was not the case, her Friday and Saturday were spent in the McLaren hospitality, she was now watching qualifying on the TV (Q3) and she saw something awful happen, Lando and Charles were fighting for P3, their wheels were touching and everything and it got so bad that now Charles’s front wing and Lando’s rear wing were damaged when Q3 finished. Y/N ran to Lando’s garage to see what happened.

“Bro, what the hell were you two doing?” Y/N asked.

“You should be asking that to Leclerc, I don’t know what is wrong with him, he’s been on my tail for all of quali.” Lando said.

“Don’t worry, I will.” Y/N said storming the Ferrari hospitality and she spotted Carlos. “Cabrón, where’s the other cabrón?”

“He’s in the driver room.” Carlos answered and Y/N bursted into the driver room, Charles was shirtless.

“What the hell, Y/N?!?” Charles asked, putting his shirt back on and Y/N locks the door.

“We need to talk.” Y/N said.

“There is nothing to talk about.” Charles said.

“The hell there is! You’ve been acting weird since Thursday, you haven’t invited me to the Ferrari hospitality, you didn’t want to come with me to see the Aryton Senna statue, it’s like you changed when…” that’s when Y/N realizes what must have happened. “You read my journal!” Y/N yelled, she picked up a pillow and started hitting him. “How fucking dare you!”

“How dare I? How dare you?” Charles asked, blocking her hits.

“Excuse me?” Y/N asked, halting her action,

“You heard me! I Can’t believe you like Lando. Lando? He is so immature!” Charles shouted.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Y/N asked.

“Your journal entry! ‘we spend so much time together and the gestures he does with me are so intimate, it's almost as if we are already togther but we are not’, you spend so much time with Lando, who else could you be writing about?” Charles asked and Y/N just stared at him.

“Mas menso no puedes ser! It’s you, Charles! I like you, you ridiculously oblivious moron!” Y/N exclaimed and now it was Charles’s turn to stare.

“You like me?” Charles asked shyly.

“I love you! We were neighbors, we are roommates, we spend so much time together that I developed feelings for you. Now please say something.” Y/N said,

“I like you too. When I thought you liked Lando i went crazy.” Charles admitted.

“That’s why you were acting like that in quali! Lando was kinda mad,” Y/N said,

“Yeah, sorry about that. But now that I know you like me…you coming to the Ferrari hospitality?” Charles asked.

“Of course I will.” Y/N said.

It was the Grand Prix and Y/N was in the garage with the red headphones one watching from the monitors.

It was a tough race but Charles made P1 and Y/N couldn’t be any prouder. When Charles “parked” the car at his spot, he saw Y/N standing with Free and the rest of the team so he got out from the car and kissed Y/N. They pulled away and smiled.

“Sorry, I got caught up in the moment.” Charles said, laughing.

“Does this mean we’re dating.” Y/N asked all giggly after her first kiss with Charles.

“Of course we’re dating, Mon ange. You are my girl, and now we are paddock official.” Charles said.

“So when are you taking me out on our first date?” Y/N asked.

“As soon as I’m done with the post race interview.” Charles said, kissing her one last time.

The End

It took forever to write but I hope y’all like it, thanks for your patience!

Charles Leclerc x Latina!Reader x Alexandra Saint Mleux

Finally writing the gender reveal to your favorite throuple, if you don’t know what I’m talking about, check my masterlist. ANYWAY, what should the baby’s gender be? Either gender, they are going to be named after Jules.

F1 Edits

Summary: How the F1 drivers react to Y/N watching edits of a different driver

Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors.

A/N: Drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and Daniel Ricciardo

Charles Leclerc

Charles and Y/N were leaving an APM Monaco event, they are dressed up, Y/N had her makeup done very beautifully, Charles got his car from the valet, opened the door up for Y/N, closed it behind her, got in himself, and drove off.

When they made it to their apartment, Y/N and Charles were in the kitchen, Y/N was sitting at the table and opened up TikTok.

"Ma belle, you want something to eat? There is some leftover ravioli." Charles asked.

"Yeah, sounds good, babe.” Y/N said as she started scrolling on TikTok and landed on a Lando Norris edit to “Freak” by Doja Cat (@ am3vr)

"What are you watching, Mon coeur?” Charles asked, heating up the leftover ravioli in the microwave.

“Oh, just an edit, muñeco.” Y/N said, liking the edit.

"An edit of who, mon ange?” Charles asked, getting closer.

“Lando.” Y/N admitted. She was going to shut her phone off but Charles got the phone out of her hand. “Ay muñeco, don’t be like that.”

“I just have a question, babe, why are Lando Norris edits showing up on your fyp?” Charles asked.

"You know I like McLaren, they’re my second favorite team, I usually get funny moments of Lando but I must admit, I am not mad about getting this edit on my fyp. Can I get my phone back, muñeco?” Y/N asked pouting. The microwave dinged so Charles sighed before giving Y/N her phone back and took the food out of the microwave.

"I’m surprised you don’t get edits of me on your fyp.” Charles said, handing Y/N the plate of ravioli.

"Oh I do, but those edits get saved to a TikTok folder.” Y/N said and Charles smiled. “Oh, the other day Lando wanted to do a quadrant video where he tastes candy from (your parents’ country/countries), can i go to his apartment tomorrow?” Y/N asked.

“Absolutely not.” Charles said stone faced and Y/N laughed.

“I love you, muñeco.” Y/N said.

“I love you too.” Charles said, kissing her.

Lando Norris

Y/N was waiting in the car while Lando picks up their food order. She was listening to music when Lando opened the door.

“Okay, I got spring rolls, chicken wings with pork fried rice, chicken broccoli with white rice, and chicken and vegetables gyoza. Ready to go, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

“Yep, let’s go.” Y/N said. Lando kissed Y/N on the cheek before starting the car. Y/N was scrolling through TikTok and she landed on an edit of Carlos Sainz with the song Lockjaw by sir mix-a-lot (@ velosbalkan). She liked it and was rewatching for quite some time. Lando was curious.

“What are you watching, baby girl?” Lando asked.

“Just an edit, fresita, don’t worry about it.” Y/N said. Lando nodded to himself but as soon as there was a red light, he look over her shoulder to see the edit.

“Really, baby?” Lando asked chuckling, driving now that it’s a green light.

“What? What’s so wrong with appreciating your friend?” Y/N asked.

“Nothing, nothing at all, but Carlos?” Lando asked.

“Hey, I loved him before you joined F1.” Y/N said

“Okay, but when we go home, I’m gonna remind you who’s your boyfriend.” Lando said, smirking.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, babe.” Y/N said, smirking as well.

Logan Sargeant

Y/N and Logan were watching a movie on the apartment.

“You want more popcorn, babe?” Logan asked.

“Sure, mi vida.” Y/N said, kissing his cheek. Logan paused the movie to get popcorn and Y/N took the chance to scroll on TikTok and she found an edit of Lewis Hamilton to mayores by Becky G (@ lewisxamilton). Y/N was so enthralled by the edit that she didn’t hear Logan walk back to the couch until she felt his hand on her shoulder, scaring her and causing her to throw her phone in the air. “Don’t scare me like that.”

“Sorry, didn’t want to distract you from thirsting over Lewis Hamilton.” Logan said passing her the popcorn and sitting beside her.

“I wasn’t thirsting.” Y/N said.

“Babe, you were practically drooling.” Logan said,

“Was not.” Y/N said,

“Whatever, all I know was that I kept hearing the chorus to that song while I was pouring more popcorn in the bowl.” Logan said,

“I like the song. Plus, you already know I have a thing for older men, exhibit A, my obsession with Aaron Hotchner on criminal minds and Dean Winchester from Supernatural.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, but they’re fictional, you actually met Lewis.” Logan said.

“But I love you, baby. I love you so much, come on, let’s finish the movie.” Y/N said,

“Can you bake cupcakes for my birthday?” Logan asked.

“Of course, mi príncipe.” Y/N said, kissing him.

Oscar Piastri

Oscar was getting ready for bed while Y/N was already in bed, scrolling through TikTok.

"Darling, if you have trouble sleeping, I don't think TikTok is going to help." Oscar says, stepping into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Ugh, you sound like my father." Y/N groaned.

"I'm just saying." Oscar puts his hands up in surrender before brushig his teeth. Y/N was scrolling happily and she landed on a Daniel Ricciardo edit to Naughty Girl by Beyonce (@ russtapen). After hearing the same verse of the song multiple times, Oscar begins to question it. "What are you watching, sweetheart?" He said poking his head out of the bathroom, after spitting out.

"Just an edit, go brush your teeth, tiburoncin." Y/N said.

"An edit of who? Is it Spencer Reid again? Babe, he's not going to be in the new season of Criminal Minds, let it go." Oscar said, washing his hands.

"First of all, Matthew Gray Gubler is going to be in an episode of the new seaosn, thank you very much. And it is not an edit of him, its of Danny Ric." Y/N said.

"Danny Ric? Let me see." Oscar said, leaving the bathroom an getting on the bed, reaching for Y/N's phone.

"Fine, don't tease." Y/N said, letting Oscar take her phone. Oscar watched the edit in silence.

"The edit os not bad actually, do you watch edits of me?" Oscar asked.

"Of course i do. I even repost some to make the fangirls go crazy." Y/N admitted and that made Oscar laugh.

"Okay, now its time to go to sleep." Oscar said.

"Goodnight, baby." Y/N said, Oscar kissed Y/N and they went to sleep.

Lewis Hamilton

Y/N and Lewis were in his home gym, doing cardio.

"Bombón, I can't do it anymore, i need a break." Y/N said, slowing down her treadmill.

"Come on, love, i just don't want you to be 'hot girl fit', cardio is good for you." Lewis said.

"Never say 'hot girl fit' ever again, please. I do pilates, and you know my favorite kind of cardio to do, and its not running." Y/N said.

"We will do that kind of cardio later tonight, but i still need to run so I am ready for ferrari." Lewis said.

"Whatever you say, bombón." Y/N said, getting off her treadmill to sit on a weight bench and scroll on TikTok. Lewis didn't mind and then Y/N landed on a very good Charles Leclerc edit to the song PORNSTAR by Nessa Barrett (@ 16chleclerc).

"What are you watching, darling?" Lewis asked.

"A Charles Leclerc edit." Y/N answered truthfully. Lewis stopped his treadmill. "Oye, why did you stop? You still have 5 mintues on the timer." Y/N reminded him.

"You're watching an edit of my future teammate?" Lewis asked, getting a towel to wipe the sweat off his face.

"It just appeared on my feed. Not mad about it, I can see why people say his face card doesn't decline." Y/N said.

"What?" Lewis asked, confused by the phrase.

"I'm saying that i see why people fawn over him, saying he is so fine, oh my gosh, you know what hot girl fit is but not a face card?" Y/N asked.

"Just for that comment, you are not going to the Ferrari garage with me." Lewis said.

"Oh thats not fair, I really want to go." Y/N said pouting. It took Lewis 45 seconds to give in.

"Fine, but you are not meeting Charles, I don't want him to take you away from me." Lewis commented.

"Oh please, Charles has a girlfriend and he's just a boy, you, however, are a man, and i need a man." Y/N said, Lewis smirked and kissed her roughly.

"Alright, time to do your favorite type of cardio, you deserve it." Lewis said.

Carlos Sainz

Y/N was playing with Carlos and his dog.

"Chulito, I'm gonna head inside, I'm getting cold." Y/N said.

"That's fine, princesa, abrigate bien, okay?" Carlos said before kissing Y/N and she walked inside. She put on Carlos's Ferrari hoodie and sat on the couch to scroll on TikTok. He landed on an edit of Oscar Piastri to ride or die pt. 2 by Sevdaliza, Tokischa, and Villano Antillano (@ am3vr). Y/N didn't notice Carlos come in until Piñón jumoed on the couch to sit next to her.

"What were you watching, princesa?" Carlos asked.

"An edit." Y/N said.

"Of me or of someone else?" Carlos asked, he sees Y/N look away. "Now you have to tell me, querida."

"it's of Oscar." Y/N said.

"Oscar? Seriously, Oscar? I would have been fine if you said Lando." Carlos said.

"Well this creator also makes Lando edits if that makes you feel better. It's not even Oscar that is attractive, it more like the song choice plus certain clips she chooses. You know you're my chulito precioso, I love you." Y/N said.

"I love you too, hermosa. You want to go get burgers?" Carlos asked.

"Sure, let me change." Y/N said, getting up but Carlos stopped her.

"Nope, I like you wearing my hoodie, that way everyone will know you're with me." Carlos said.

"Everyone already does." Y/N said, they kissed and left Piñón at home."

Max Verstappen

Max was sim racing while Y/N was scrolling on TikTok with Jimmy and Sassy on his bed.

"Are you sure you don't mind me on the simulator?" Max asked.

"Guapetón, i assure you I am fine. This is your job, you’re good.” Y/N said. Max smiled at the nickname and continued gaming. After awhile, Max paused the simulator enough to hear a song playing from Y/N’s phone. She was watching an edit of Logan Sargeant to Kiss Me by Sixpence (@ chzrro).

“What are you watching, schatje?” Max asked.

“An Logan Sargeant edit, I’m watching him on Indy Car by the way.” Y/N said,

“You’re not gonna watch F1 anymore?” Max asked.

“Of course I’m still going to watch F1 but I miss Logan. He was the only American, he deserved to finish the season.” Y/N said,

“Let me see the edit.” Max said and Y/N passed him the phone. “This is cute, maybe when I retire, there’ll be edits of me like this.” Max said,

“You bet your ass there’ll be edits of you. You, my darling, are very loved.” Y/N said, wrapped her hands over his chest to kiss his cheek.

Daniel Ricciardo

Daniel and Y/N were in a country bar with a mechanical bull.

“You think I can ride it?” Daniel asked.

“You were the honorary American in F1, you could totally ride it and stay on.” Y/N said,

“Record me?” Daniel asked.

“I got you, go.” Y/N said. She took Daniel’s phone to record him on the bull, he stayed on the whole time, he gets off and Y/N cheered. “Ese es mi vaquero!” Daniel approached the table.

“You want another beer? I Can get us some wings too.” Daniel suggested.

“Sounds good, cariño.” Y/N and Daniel kissed before he went to the bar to order food and drinks. Y/N scrolled on TikTok while she waited and landed on a Max Verstappen edit to ride or die pt. 2 by Sevdaliza, Tokischa, and Villano Antillano (@ enszns). Daniel approached from behind and saw the edit.

“Baby, why are you watching an edit of Max?” Daniel asked. Y/N jumped and Daniel laughed.

“That’s not funny, honey.” Y/N said. Daniel put the food and beer on the table. “It just appeared on my feed.”

“Mm, you were watching that edit a little too long.” Daniel said, sitting down.

“The song is catchy, and yeah the edit is good, I can appreciate Max’s looks, sue me.” Y/N said. Daniel laughed.

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything about it.” Daniel said, there was a paused. “So what other edits of drivers have you seen?” Daniel asked in a teasing tone.

“Shut up.” Y/N lightly pushed him and he laughed louder.

The End

Did you missed this type of posts? Hope y’all liked it!

Meet Cute

Masterlist

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N’s parents decided to enroll her in Nevermore Academy. Since they’re coming from New York, they decided to stay in a hotel for a few days to make sure Y/N has time to settle into the town before starting her first day at Nevermore. When roaming the town, she meets a 6’2 white boy

Warnings: Spanish with translations, kinda cliché

A/N: this is my brand now, I’ll probably write only Hispanic reader fanfics because again, this is what I know. I’m also aware that “Parents Day” was not my best work but I live and I learn

Y/N was in the backseat of the car, trying to make flowers grow out her hands because she was bored.

“Ay cariño, no pones esa cara (honey, don’t make that face), i would have killed to go to a school with people who have powers like me.” Y/N’s mom commented. Before moving to the states, she was in charge of agriculture. Y/N’s mom made that plants and crops grow for her town because sometimes they would have droughts and that affected their livelihood.

“Por que no tienen una escuela en Nueva York? No me quiero quedar en Vermont (Why don’t they have a school in New York? I don’t want to stay in Vermont), I’m going to feel like Belle, little town full of little people, that’s the vibes I’m getting.” Y/N said.

“Es por tú bien, mi niña, en especial porque hiciste que creciera vides en clase y que amarraron a una compañera tuya. Esa chamaca (It’s for your own good, especially because you made vines grow in class and tied up your classmate. That girl) had a lawyer and everything,” Y/N dad commented. The girl made a snide comment about Y/N’s friend and it got a little out of hand.

“She’s lucky i didn’t grow poison ivy.” Y/N said. A few more minutes of driving and they arrived at a local inn. “We are going to meet the principal tomorrow to have you enrolled, puedes ir a darte la vuelta por el pueblito, toma dinero para que compras algo de comer (You can walk around town, here’s some money to buy some food), call me if you need me, vamos a dejar nuestras cosas en el cuarto (we’re gonna leave our stuff in the room).” Y/N’s mom said.

Y/N was kinda hungry from the long drive so when she saw some coffee shop named the Weathervane, she was intrigued. She entered the Weathervane and was looking around until a boy that’s waiting in line spoke up.

“You’re new around here?” The tall boy asked. Y/N found him sort of cute, he was wearing grey sweatpants and a dark blue zip up hoodie. “Sort of, i just got here. Is there anything you would recommend?” Y/N asked. “If you’re in the mood for something sweet, there are muffins. If you want savory, there’s a deli near here.” The boy said.

“I will get something sweet then. I’m Y/N by the way.” Y/N said, sticking out her hand to the boy. “Xavier” Xavier said and shook her hand. Xavier was up next to order and that he did. Y/N then ordered for herself and paid. “Do you wanna sit at a booth together? Tat way you’ll know at least someone in the Podunk town.” Xavier suggested. “I would like that very much.” They waited for their orders before they went and chose a booth.

“What brings you to Jericho?” Xavier asked Y/N. “School, basically. Got expelled from the one in New York.” Y/N said. “What did you get expelled for?” Xavier asked, very interested. For strangling a girl with vines Y/N answers in her head “For a fight.” Y/N answered out loud.

“Im sure that person deserved it though, you don’t seem like the type to fight for no reason. I’ve been suspended before.” Xavier mentioned. “Ooh, pray tell, what can a tall and lanky boy like you do go get suspended?” Y/N asked. Animated the ravens from my mural to attack a normie that was bullying my friend, Ajax Xavier answered in his head. “Also fighting, they were sent to the hospital.” Xavier said. Xavier and Y/N kept talking, both of them filtering out certain parts of the stories they’re talking each other

For all Y/N knows, he could be a muggle in Harry Potter terms. Just like Y/N, Xavier also thinks she’s a normie. Everything was going well until Y/N received a text from her dad to come back to the hotel.

“Hey so I gotta go…home, here’s my phone so you can put your contact in there.” Y/N said handing him her phone. Xavier did just that, taking a selfie to put as his contact picture. “I’ll text you later, nice meeting you.” Y/N said leaving the Weathervane.

Xavier went back to Nevermore and went to his art shed. He played some Chase Atlantic on his phone while he was painting a portrait of Y/N. He was almost finished when his phone buzzed, signaling that he has gotten a text.

Unknown number: Hey Xavier, it’s Y/N from the Weathervane, i had a fun time, hope to see you soon 😘

Xavier smiled down at his phone, he replied with “Hope to see you soon, loved spending time with you” and he continued playing music. There was something about her that seemed so cute, like she wouldn’t hurt anyone. He continued painting until he could barely keep his eyes open.

The next day, Y/N arrived at Nevermore with her suitcase as a tall woman with white hair walked towards her and her parents.

“Good morning, you must be Y/N L/N, welcome to Nevermore Academy, I am principal Larissa Weems. We’ll just wait a few more minutes until the Addams arrive, apparently you are not the only new student at Nevermore this semester, Y/N.” Principal Weems said. When H/N was going to say something to her parents, another car pulled up besides theirs. “Morticia, Gómez, It’s good to see you guys again, this must be Wednesday. Well Wednesday, Y/N is also a new student here so hopefully you two will get along.”

“I find that to be hard to believe.” Wednesday replied to Weems. “Lo mismo digo, tienes mala vibra (I could say the same, you give off bad vibes).” Y/N muttered. Wednesday turned to look at Y/N. “Mala vibra, no, pero energía oscura sí (i don’t have bad vibes, but I do have a dark energy).” Wednesday replied and Y/N looked shocked. “Interesting…at least I’m not the only Latina here.” Y/N commented. “I guess that is the silver lining here.” Wednesday said. “Alright, let’s get moving, shall we.” Weems said.

Y/N and Wednesday walked side by side while their parents were talking to each other. They made it to Principal’s Weems office, she talked to the parents about their grades and whatnot, Y/N was not paying attention at all. “I’ll show you to your dorms. Both of you will be staying in Ophelia hall, Y/N will be rooming with Yoko Tanaka and Wednesday will be rooming with Enid Sinclair.” Weems said, you first arrived to Yoko’s dorm. “Yoko, show Y/N around, I have to escort Wednesday to her dorm.” Weems said, leaving with the Addams family.

“El cuarto se ve muy lindo, se ve que lo puedes decorar como quieras (the room looks really nice, looks like you can decorate it however you want).” Y/N’s mom commented. “The dorm looks cool. So Yoko, how’s the rest of the school?” Y/N asked. “It’s pretty chill actually. I can show you around now.” Yoko said. “Okay, mami, papi, me voy, los quiero mucho.” Y/N said leaving her parents. “Nos quedamos en el carro en caso que necesitas algo (we’ll stay in the car in case you need anything), okay” Y/N’s dad said. Both him and her mom left. “Alright, let’s start the tour.”

They were walking down the staircase when Y/N spotted a very similar brunette white boy. “Xavier!” Y/N called out, the buy turned around and saw Y/N, the girl that he dreamt about last night, but it can’t be. “Y/N?” Xavier said. “I guess I’ll leave you guys to it, have fun.” Yoko said and left the two. “Y/N, i didn’t know you were going to start Nevermore.” Xavier said, walking up to her to hug her.

“Um yeah, I didn’t know you were a student here either. So…I wasn’t actually expelled for a fight, my power is that I can make plants grow and control them so I actually grew vines in the classroom using one of the potted plants my teacher had and basically tied the girl up and strangled her with those vines.” Y/N said. Xavier laughed “So you’re kinda like a badass version of Demeter.” Xavier said. “I guess so, so what about you, flaquito, why were you really suspended?” Y/N asked.

“My best friend Ajax, who is a gorgon, was getting teased by some normie, you know, a person with zero powers, so my power is that I can bring anything I draw to life. I painted a mural with ravens, I brought those ravens to life, and those ravens attacked the normie.” Xavier said. “Wow, that’s a really cool power! It’s nice that you defended your friend like that.” Y/N commented. “Thanks, so can I give you the tour of the school? Maybe after we could hand out some more.” Xavier said. “I would love that.” Y/N replied.

Also once upon a dream was so cute your work is great

Also thank you, once upon a dream is probably one of my favorites because I’m such a Disney fan, and I’m glad you like my work

The Fisher King

I am currently rewatching Criminal Minds and you know how in season 2 Elle tells Hotch that the last time he sent her home, she got shot? If anything, Gideon got Elle shot for deciding to hold a press conference to ID the delivery guy.

It didn’t matter of Elle stayed in the bureau or went home because the fisher king was already in her apartment, waiting for her to come in. And he was only there because Gideon had JJ hold a press conference, getting outside help, something he was clearly not supposed to do, there were rules!

I love Elle Greenaway, she’s my Latina queen since her mother is Cuban (something i recently rediscovered on my rewatch), but she should have blamed Gideon, not Hotch. Like Hotch was against Gideon calling a press conference too! Elle didn’t deserve that AT ALL, my poor baby 😭

What’s also lowkey fucked up is that Hotch blamed himself for Elle being shot because he sent her home but Gideon didn’t blame himself for being the reason why she was shot for not following the rules? Didn’t he always say that most bosses feel guilty when he their employees are injured or killed? WHERE THE HELL WAS THAT WITH GIDEON?!? Im mad

“The press conference was the right thing to do, the unsub made a mistake, he left a partial print, Elle would/will understand” ARE YOU KIDDING ME, GIDEON?!?

I am so glad you liked it!! I hope to kick off my short stories in full gear for the summer

literally just found your tumblr through another repost and i’m dying. finally someone’s showing ajax some love!! thank you! you’re out here doing good work keeping us fed. 💜

Hi!! I hope you like my Ajax Petropolus work, I’m kinda over the Wednesday fixation but I still find Georgie Farmer cute so I’ll keep writing about Ajax.

A Cute Distraction

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Pretending Nevermore Academy is NOT a boarding school, Ajax works in the Weathervane after school, however, he gets distracted when his cute girlfriend stops by during his shift.

A/N: College is horrible, but I could use the distraction so I’m writing again! Also Y/N is a normie so they only see each other after school. This is inspired by a Jess Mariano fanfic by @fairsexynasty

Ajax was walking out of school to start his shift at the Weathervane. When he entered the cafe, he was greeted by Tyler with an annoyed look on his face.

“You’re late, Petropolus.” Tyler said, handing Ajax his apron and name tag.

“By 2 minutes, Galpin, you need to relax. How come you guys get out earlier then us Nevermore kids?” Ajax asked as he tied the apron and walked behind the counter.

“Our classes are entirely different. Can you get started with cleaning the tables?” Tyler said, as he poured the coffee into mugs to give them to a couple in the booth. Ajax got a damp rag and wiped down the tables after picking up the dishes left in the table. Half an hour after working, the bells rang and both Tyler and Ajax looked at the door. Tyler groaned in annoyance while Ajax sighed lovingly. “Great now you’ll never get anything done.”

The person at the door was Y/N L/N, Ajax’s girlfriend and also Tyler’s friend at school. Ajax and Y/N met at the fair and they’ve been dating ever since. Ajax finds her absolutely adorable and can’t get enough of her. Y/N sat at a table in the back.

“I’m on break.” Ajax said as he untied his apron and walked towards Y/N’s table.

“Nothing! You literally did nothing!” Tyler shouted as Ajax walked away. Ajax sat at Y/N’s table.

“To what do I owe pleasure of your presence, my love?” Ajax asked before giving Y/N a kiss.

“Oh you know, I came here to get some homework done, get a brownie. How’s work?” Y/N asked.

“Exhausting.” Ajax said.

“You started half an hour ago!” Tyler shouted from the booth he was taking orders for.

“Ajax, if you can focus on work while I’m here…” Y/N was going to get up but Ajax got right behind Y/N to hug her and kiss her neck.

“Please don’t leave me, I need the company.” Ajax said as he left kisses on Y/N’s neck.

“You are lucky you’re cute.” Y/N said. Ajax let go of her and Y/N sat back down. Tyler rolled his eyes and walked to their table.

“Hi, what can I get for you today? We have frappes, muffins, and apparently an open position for a waiter/barista if you don’t get your ass back to work in 2 minutes.” Tyler said, looking at Ajax while he said the last line.

“Oh come on, can’t I spend time with my girlfriend?” Ajax asked.

“Y/N, Don’t make me think about banning you from the Weathervane.” Tyler said.

“You’re so uptight, I’m just here to do homework.” Y/N said, taking out her laptop. Tyler walks away to greet other customers. “Papito, you need to work.”

“Are you saying you don’t want to spend time with your handsome Greek boyfriend?” Ajax asked, with his hand on his chest as if he’s offended,

“After you finish your shift.” Y/N said,

“Okay fine, Tyler, you win, I’m going to work!” Ajax shouted as he got up from the table to walk to the back room and put his apron back on.

“Finally!” Tyler said and Ajax rolled his eyes. Ajax continued his shift but every 10 minutes, Ajax goes to Y/N’s table to give her a quick kiss and then goes back to work. It went on like this until he finished his shift.

“I am now free, so what do you want to do?” Ajax asked Y/N as he sat down at her table.

“I Don’t know.” Y/N said. Ajax was gonna say something until Tyler sat down at their table.

“New rule, when Ajax is working you can’t come here, Y/N, he never gets anything done. You’re a distraction.” Tyler commented.

“She’s a cute distraction.” Ajax corrected Tyler.

“Whatever.” Tyler said and he left them at the table.

“So what do you say, my cute distraction, should we go get ice cream?” Ajax asked, getting up and holding out his hand for Y/N.

“Ice cream sounds good right now, let’s go.” Y/N said, grabbing his hand and walking out of the Weathervane.

Hope you like it! I don’t know how to feel, I’m a little rusty after months of not writing.

Christmas Decorations

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Latina! Reader

Summary: Christmas decorating with Charles Leclerc.

A/N: sorry if you don’t celebrate Christmas, I celebrate on Christmas Eve though, it’s called Nochebuena.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

Charles and Y/N are shopping for ornaments and other Christmas decorations because it will be their first time putting up a Christmas tree together in his apartment.

“Muñeco, should we get the colorful ornaments or the classic red, silver, and gold ornaments?” Y/N asked Charles, holding up the 2 cases of ornaments she found. “Ooh, what about these ornaments?” Y/N said, putting down the two cases she was holding to walk towards a different shelf. “They’re shades of blue! Ooh, and they have rose gold ornaments, there’s even pink, I fucking love Christmas. Which ornaments should we get, mi vida?”

“Mon coeur, we can get whatever you want.” Charles said, pushing the shopping cart.

“But It’s your apartment…”

“Our apartment.” Charles reminded Y/N.

“Our apartment.” Y/N emphasized the first word. “I need your input! Like I love blue, but it also needs to look Christmassy but not simple, you know?” Y/N asked. Charles chuckled, shaking his head. He walked towards his fiancé and kissed her softly, rubbing her arms with his hands.

“Mon ange, the tree will look beautiful. How about we get a set of red and gold ornaments, hm? Not just the perfect round ones, but the ones that are different shapes, and we can buy gold ribbon and add it to the tree too, how does that sound?” Charles asked. Y/N nodded her head.

“Sounds good.” Y/N said. “Should we be those types of people who have like Christmas towels, curtains, and stuff? Do you think we should get wreaths for every door in the apartment or stockings? Maybe ? A Christmas themed rug in front of the main door?”

“You Can turn the apartment into a winter wonderland if you want.” Charles said, holding her face in his hands before kissing the tip of her nose and going back to pushing the cart while Y/N went looking for assorted red and gold ornaments before heading to the ribbon section. Charles picked out their tree topper, and both picked out the Christmas home decor such as wreaths, stockings, mistletoes, and a cookie jar shaped as a snowman. After picking everything out, Charles was ready to pay for everything. Once paid, they put the stuff in the car and drove back home.

“I’m going to set up the tree.” Charles said, pulling out the fake Christmas tree he bought days earlier with Christmas lights already installed in. Once set up, Y/N connected her phone to a speak and started playing her Christmas playlist while they decorated the tree.

“I think our tree turned out amazing, thanks for the idea, muñeco.” Y/N said, hugging Charles’s side.

“Of course, Mon coeur. Let’s take a photo in front of the tree to send my mom.” Charles said, pulling out his phone. Y/N nodded and stood closer to him so the photo will come out well. Once the photo was taken, he sent it to his mom who said that they both look adorable and tree was beautiful. “I think it’s safe to say that the tree is Pascale Leclerc approved.” Y/N smiled.

“Ugh, what a relief. Ready to watch my favorite Christmas movie of all time?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, Mon coeur, I’ll put on The Santa Clause while you make the hot chocolate?” Charles asked.

“Of course! Not too hot, extra chocolate, shaken, not stirred.” Y/N quoted Judy the elf, making Charles laugh before he headed to the living room to put the movie on the TV. Y/N was in the kitchen making hot chocolate the French way so it’s a little thick, but using abuelita chocolate and adding a cinnamon stick the traditional Mexican way (unless other Latin countries use abuelita chocolate, I don’t know). Y/N poured the hit chocolate on their matching holiday mugs and she brought them over to the couch.

Charles grabbed a blanket before turning off the lights and pressing play on the movie. Name a better way to spend the holidays.

The End

Hope y’all liked it! Up next: Christmas baking with Oscar Piastri (Yes, no?)

The Start of it All

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: The day Y/N started working in Walter’s district and called him “Don Refri” for the first time

Warning: Masterlist pinned on my blog, it’s probably short.

A/N: i wanted to create a fanfic universe so it’s a series of one shots that take place in the same universe. Like a multi part series without the commitment which is literally PERFECT for me. If you have any ideas of what you want to see take place in this universe like in Walter and Y/N’s relationship, let me know!

Walter was in his office with the commissioner wanted to talk to him.

“What is it? Is there something wrong?” Walter asked.

“There’s nothing wrong, I found a new records clerk.” Harper told him.

“Do we really need a glorified secretary? We’ve been handling the files just fine, Harper.” Walter said.

“The time you spend creating police reports could be used actually solving cases. Whether you like it or not, a records clerk will be here. You can’t do everything on your own, she starts tomorrow.” Harper said, walking out of Walter’s office.

Walter sighed, running his hand through his hair. He knows he had no reason to be mad that a new person would come work here. He just felt that a new person would ruin the flow of things. He won’t know until he meets her though.

Y/N moved to Saint Paul 3 weeks ago and she finally got a call about the job she applied for. She moved from Miami to Quantico for FBI training but when failed the physical assessment, even after weeks of training, she decided to move to Minnesota. Why Minnesota? Who knows, she’s not use to the cold, but it was a nice change of scenery. She managed to get a nice studio apartment with her savings from working as a receptionist in Miami. She applied as a records clerk for the Saint Paul Police Department, Western District (I’ve been researching, they don’t organize the police department by precincts, only few cities do), and she got it! Now she was talking to her Miami bestie.

“Why did you choose Minnesota instead of staying there in Virginia? Do you know how cold it’s going to be once it hits winter?” Her bestie, Melissa, said.

“I know, I know, ni me lo recuerdes, but I’ll be making more money here than in Florida.” Y/N said.

“Fine, what are you going to wear for your first day on the job?” Melissa asked.

It was the next day, Y/N was putting professional clothes to make a good first impression. She decided to leave her hair down and drove to the station. Once she found parking, she entered the precinct and saw five people standing by the cubicles.

“Good morning, Y/N, we spoke on the phone, I’m commissioner Harper, these are our technicians, Matthew and Glasgow, profiler and psychologist, Rachel, and our best detective, Walter.” Harper introduced everyone to Y/N, shaking everyone’s hands respectively.

When Y/N went to shake Walter’s hand, she felt a little spark when they touched. They made eye contact and thoughts that were running in their heads were less than professional. Y/N thought about how it would feel to run her hands through his hair or having his firm hands touch her body. Walter was thinking about how it would feel to kiss her and what sounds she would make when doing so. Maybe having a new person in the precinct won’t be so bad after all.

“It’s very nice to meet everyone, can’t wait to start working here.” Y/N said with a smile. Harper showed Y/N where her cubicle was and she settles down.

Walter watched Y/N for a whole before heading to his office. The morning was pretty calm, when Walter entered the break room to grab his lunch, he saw Y/N eating her lunch, talking to Rachel at the table like they were old friends. He stood by the counter to eat his sandwich.

“So what’s the story of the detective?” Y/N asked quietly.

“He’s a good detective, but he’s closed off, kind of a grouch, we call him detective grumpy but obviously not to his face. I mean, I understand why he’s closed off, I’ve seen the photos of the cases he works, it’s brutal. I can’t imagine actually being there in person.” Rachel said. Y/N looked back at the detective and looked away.

“I Can see that too, but I think it’s better to talk it out, a desahogarte.” Y/N commented. “Bottling up your feelings can’t be good in the long run.”

One night, Y/N and Walter stayed late at the district because they cracked a big case so Y/N is doing the paperwork for it right now. It was kind of quiet so Y/N decided to break the silence.

“So, Detective Marshall, what got you interested in working in homicide?” Y/N asked. Walter looked up from a file he was reading to look at the woman.

“Am I required to answer?” Walter asked.

“You don’t have to answer, I was just trying to make conversation seeing as we’re here, alone.” Y/N commented. Walter rolled his eyes.

“I was on SWAT before, then I switched to homicide.” Walter said.

“Why did you make the switch?” Y/N asked.

“I don’t want to talk about this, just finish your work.” Walter said, looking back at the file, reviewing Y/N’s work.

“Whatever you say, Don Refri.” Y/N commented and Walter looked back at Y/N, seeing her slightly smirk.

“What did you just call me?” Walter asked.

“It’s ‘mister fridge’ in Spanish. Since you’re kinda closed off, you don’t talk, you don’t let what you’re feeling be known. You have a poker face all the time, it’s good when you’re interrogating a perp, but it’s not so good for the soul. You’re kinda cold as well, so until you learn to express your feelings in a positive way and not bottle them up, you will be Don Refri, okay? Okay.” Y/N said as she continued typing. “I wanted to be an FBI profiler before coming here. I was in Quantico and everything, I was training for weeks but when it finally came to the physical assessment, I couldn’t do it. I failed the times 1.5 mile run and got a stress fracture. So now I’m here. But I don’t think I want to become a cop.” Y/N shared and Walter just hummed. “In my culture we’re very family oriented. I moved from Miami, I’m far away from my friends and family, I’m all alone. Since I’m reporting to you, I thought we could at least be friendly towards each other, guess not. I finished, look it over, I’m leaving.” Y/N said as she packed up her stuff to leave.

Walter felt like an asshole. He could at least replied or act interested in what she was saying.

The next morning, Y/N entered the station and when she walked to her cubicle, she saw a little box of chocolate chip cookies with a sticky note that said “Sorry -Don Refri” and that made Y/N smile.

Although Y/N really wanted a relationship with Walter, being friends with him seems like a step closer to the right direction.

The End

Taglist: @shellyshellshell

Hope y’all liked it! I did my research about the Saint Paul police department to make it accurate, and hopefully I gave Y/N a good background since I put in the first installment that she doesn’t do the cold, I made her be from a warmer state. Let me know if you want to be tagged!

Do you think you can do a imagine Lewis Hamilton

and Lewis goes to get a new tattoo and YN and is the tattoo artist

🇲🇽🫶🥰😘

Ooh okay, I love the idea, sorry it took so long

Love In Ink

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Tattoo Artist! Reader

Summary: Lewis wants a new tattoo during summer break, Lando recommends him someone

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

Lewis got home after the Belgian Grand Prix and started thinking about something Lando has told him in the cool down room a while back.

“I was thinking about getting a new tattoo.” Lewis commented to Lando.

“Oh, you should go to Oly Anger Tattoo in Montreal, that’s where Zak got his tattoo. It turned out pretty well actually.” Lando said.

“Mate, I am not going all the way to Canada for a tattoo, that’s doing too much.” Lewis said.

“Yeah but the artist who did Zak’s tattoo said that he got his start at this tattoo shop in New York, don’t you have an apartment there?” Lando asked.

And that’s how Lewis ended up flying with Roscoe to New York, which he immediately regretted because of how humid New York is during the summer. He left Roscoe on his New York apartment and walked into the tattoo shop.

“Hello, I’m here to make an appointment.” Lewis said. That’s when the owner of the tattoo shop, Y/N, makes her appearance after replacing the needle on her tattoo gun.

“What are you looking to get done?” Y/N asked.

“Um, I have some free space on my left arm, I was thinking of adding something.” Lewis said.

“Do you have something in mind or did you want to look in the books?” Y/N asked.

“Can I look in the books?” Lewis asked.

“By all means, go ahead, sir Hamilton.” Y/N said, gesturing to the table.

“You know who I am?” Lewis asked, looking through the pages of Y/N’s tattoo portfolio.

“I am an avid F1 fan. I’m going to Monza and I am so excited.” Y/N said.

“Why Monza?” Lewis asked.

“As a Ferrari fan, going to Monza would be fucking amazing.” Y/N said.

“Oh, You’re rooting for Ferrari.” Lewis said.

“Yeah, I’m part of the tifosi. Now did you pick out a tattoo?” Y/N asked,

“I haven’t yet.” Lewis said.

“Take your time, we could either do it today because I just had a cancellation before you came in, or we can schedule an appointment.” Y/N said.

After a few minutes of looking, Lewis decided on a tattoo.

“Ah, good choice, very popular. Do you want it to today?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, please, since you have time.” Lewis said.

“Sure thing. Go to the bathroom before I set you up in the back. If you want, you can choose what music to play on my speaker.” Y/N said.

“You play music while you’re working?” Lewis asked.

“It’s not loud, I just need background music sometimes, ya know.” Y/N said.

Lewis went to the bathroom, did his thing, came back and saw Y/N wiping down the chair, getting out the stencil and everything.

“My phone is connected so just tell me what artist you wanna listen to.” Y/N said.

“Nah, it’s your place, we can listen to your music.” Lewis said.

“Cool, let’s get this show on the road.” Y/N said. Y/N wiped Lewis’s skin with alcohol. “How do you want the stencil placed? Just tell me where to move it.”

“A little to the left, lower, perfect.” Lewis said, Y/N placed the stencil on his arm and peeled it off. She got the tattoo gun and dipped the needle in black ink to complete the outline of the tattoo. Once the outline was done, she switched the tattoo needle on her tattoo gun and started shading in the tattoo.

“You’re good! Now I just have to wrap up the tattoo. You’ve had many tattoos done before so I don’t need to tell you how to take care of it.” Y/N said, getting the Saran Wrap to wrap up the tattoo.

“Thank you very much, how much is it?” Lewis asked. Y/N came back with the Saran Wrap,

“250 since you were a last minute client.” Y/N said, wrapping his tattoo.

“Seems reasonable.” Lewis said.

“Okay, let me ring you up.” Y/N said. They went to the cash register, Lewis paid, and he left the shop.

The next day, Lewis was walking Roscoe when he stopped in front of the tattoo shop.

“What do you say, Roscoe? You want to visit the woman I met yesterday?” Lewis asked Roscoe. “Yeah, Let’s go in.” So Lewis walked in and he saw Y/N finishing up with a client

“Hey man, there’s no dogs allowed here.” Y/N said until she saw the owner. “Oh it’s Roscoe!” Y/N cooed at the bulldog. “But seriously, Lewis, you can’t have him here, it’s a tattoo shop, tattoos are basically open wounds, he can’t be here.”

“Oh, Can we talk outside then?” Lewis asked.

“Sure, let me just wrap her wrist, okay?” Y/N said. Lewis left the shop and 5 minutes later, Y/N walked out but she squatted down to pet Roscoe. “What did you want to talk about? Don’t tell me I messed up your tattoo.”

“You didn’t, It’s perfect, I just wanted to ask you a few questions.” Lewis asked.

“Go ahead but I can’t promise I’ll truly listen,” Y/N said, putting all her attention in Roscoe.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Lewis asked.

“Nope, not at all.” Y/N said.

“How do you feel about age gaps?” Lewis asked.

“I Don’t mind them, I always had a thing for older men.” Y/N said.

“Would you go out with me?” Lewis asked, Y/N looked up from Roscoe and stood up to face Lewis.

“Are you serious?” Y/N asked.

“I am.” Lewis asked.

“I’d love to. I close my shop at around 11, what do you think we can do?” Y/N asked.

“Well i could cook Dinner at my apartment. Nice and intimate.” Lewis said.

“Sounds perfect. I have another client in 15 minutes, pass me your oh one so I can give you my number.” Y/N said so Lewis handed her his phone and she put her phone number in with her name, and took a selfie to use as the contact photo. “Here you go, text me when you’re outside.”

“Can’t wait for tonight, let’s go, buddy.” Lewis said and he walked away with Roscoe.

The End

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