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
This idea contains spoilers from season 4 part 2 so if you still haven’t seen it…
I have a fanfic idea where when JJ saves Kiara from Groff, it’s the reader instead. NOW instead of hugging her like he did in the show because keep in mind, GROFF HAS A FUCKING KNIFE, JJ stands in front of her, blocking Groff from getting to her, they do fight a little, Groff manages to cut JJ again, but YN knocked him out with some brick she found.
Noticing he’s cut, she calls out for John B and Pope while applying pressure to his wound and leaving that place with the crown she took from Groff, holding up JJ. John B asked what happened, she says that it was Groff and that we need to get JJ some help, they do, but JJ is pretty much out of it because the person who’s fixing him up is saying the first wound is infected, YN is worried AF.
While JJ is knocked out, he dreams of an alternate reality where he stayed with Wes and Larissa and was raised as a Kook, Groff was kicked out of the Genrette residence, he was raised as Jackson, being friends with Topper and Rafe, going to Kook Academy, and only sees the pogues once in a while. He sees John B whenever he’s on Ward’s boat with Rafe, sees Pope when he delivers groceries, sees Kie at the Wreck and during her Kook year, but he has never come across YN at all, until the kegger at the boneyard from season 1.
Instead of Topper saying “stupid pogues” because JJ didn’t give him the beer, he said it because Y/N spills beer on him BY ACCIDENT, someone bumped into her and made it spill. She’s apologizing profusely, Topper not taking it, she keeps saying it’s an accident, John B has his hands on her shoulders saying to forget about him, Topper says “stupid pogues”, him and John B fight, “Jackson” tells topper to leave them alone, topper tells Jackson that he’s a kook, he was born a Kook, he was raised a Kook, and he’ll die a Kook
JJ wakes up, says that he had a terrible nightmare, he was friends with Topper, and says that he’s glad that Groff handed him for to Luke because despite the fact that his father was shitty, he had the best friends ever, his real family, and being a Kook didn’t feel right. Mainly because he never got to meet YN who he is madly in love with.
Just a little idea, if y’all like it and want to use it, please tag me! It’s inspired by a Switched At Birth episode
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Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Hispanic!Reader, Ajax x Enid (platonic)
Summary: Ajax has a crush on Y/N, a new student, and asks Enid for help
Warning: spelling errors as always
A/N: I AM SO SORRY!!! I was in Mexico for 2 weeks, very lovely, I’m taking driving lessons, absolutely terrible, and now I am crushing on Chris Evans so that fixation has taken over my tumblr feed. And now I’m watching Star vs. The Forces of Evil so now all of my Hispanic Y/Ns will have her personality
Most people believe that Nevermore Academy is the only school for supernatural children. However, there are schools around the world. Much like there’s Hogwarts and Ilvermorny, Nevermore is the American school, Wormwood is the UK school etc., and Belladonna is the Latin American school, the school where Y/N transferred from.
Y/N transferred from Belladonna 2 weeks ago and she was very good friends with Enid. Ajax has been crushing on her since she was introduced in botany class. Ever since that day, the little things Y/N did like talk to the animals that wander on campus made him like her more. He was now at a lunch table with Kent while he looks at Y/N who was sitting with Enid.
“Dude, you’re staring again.” Kent said as he ate his sandwich.
“Sorry.” Ajax said while eating his lunch.
“I’m telling you, it’s creepy. It’s been two weeks and all you do is stare at her. How about you ask her out? What’s the worst that can happen?” Kent asked.
“She rejects me, she laughs in my face, Enid records the rejection and posts it on her blog.” Ajax said.
“Nah, she’s too sweet to laugh in your face and let Enid film it.” Kent said.
“Either way, even if I did want to ask her out, I wouldn’t know how.” Ajax said. Kent was going to say something when Ajax saw Enid get up from her table with Y/N. “Enid, Enid, hold up!” Ajax said as he got up, following Enid.
“Hey Ajax, what did you want to talk about?” Enid asked.
“You’re good friends with Y/N, right?” Ajax asked.
“Yeah, I know her pretty well, why do you ask?” Enid asked.
“No reason. Does she have a boyfriend…or girlfriend back home?” Ajax asked.
“As far as I’m aware, she is very single. What’s with the questions? No way! You like Y/N, oh my gosh, this so perfect.” Enid said excitedly.
“Why is it perfect? Does she like me too?” Ajax asked.
“She thinks you’re cute.” Enid admitted.
“I Can work with that. So what does she like? I want to ask her out.” Ajax said.
“Ooh, we need to plan this, just let me talk to Y/N more, maybe I can get some…useful information, you know, help you out.” Enid said.
“Thanks, Enid! You’re the best” Ajax said, hugging her. He then went back to sit with Kent.
“Oh, i know.” Enid commented and she went to her dorm that she shares with Y/N. Enid was watching a movie on her laptop with Y/N came in. “Hey, where did you go?”
“Yoko needed help with some botany homework, you know, the one where you match the picture to the scientific names of the plants? Anyway, what you doing?” Y/N asked.
“Im watching 10 Things I Hate About You, such a great movie.” Enid said.
“I loved it when Patrick sang for Kat, so cute! I mean, it also helps that it was Heath Ledger.” Y/N said.
“Would you like someone to dedicate a song to you like that?” Enid asked.
“I don’t know, I think it depends on the person, you know.” Y/N commented.
“So that’s a definite maybe..” Enid mutters as she took note of it. “Since you grow and control plants, do you have a favorite flower?”
“I like peonies, I blame Gossip Girl though.” Y/N said and Enid made a note of it.
“I like peonies too. If someone were to ask you out, do you want it to be like this big thing or something small?” Enid asked.
“Something small is preferable.” Y/N said. They kept talking until Enid texted Ajax to meet her in the library, she had everything she needed.
“Im gonna go to the library to do some homework, I’ll be back in a few hours.” Enid said.
“What kind of homework are you doing? Maybe I can help.” Y/N said.
“It’s some dumb monster anatomy homework, you don’t take that class.” Enid said. She went to the library and found Ajax sitting at a table.
“Hey, so what dos you find out?” Ajax asked.
“She likes peonies, of you’re going to ask her out, make sure it’s like a small thing, maybe private, nothing too big. She’s a dessert person so maybe if you can like send her boxes of desserts everyday until the day you ask her out would be perfect! Like imagine, one day you send mini cupcakes, the next day a mini chocolate cheesecake, then brownies, then a small flan, and lastly you send a box of frosted cookies that spell out ‘will you go out with me?’ And you appear with a bouquet of peonies! That would be so cute!” Enid exclaimed as she grabbed Ajax by the shoulders and shook him with excitement.
“How many romance movies have you seen?” Ajax asked.
“I’ve seen a lot, not gonna lie. Now, how are you going to do this? Are you going to order from the bakery? Are you going to bake? Ooh, can I help you bake please?” Enid asked.
“Yeah sure, you can help me bake.” Ajax said and Enid squealed excitedly, hugging him.
“This is going to be ADORABLE, I’m so excited. I’m gonna start looking up recipes, I’ll send them to you so you can buy the ingredients.” Enid said.
“Why do I have to buy the ingredients?” Ajax asked and enid rolled her eyes.
“You have money, you’re asking her out, you’re paying. We’re baking Sunday night, I’m thinking chocolate cupcakes, we’re making our own frosting, everything has to be done from scratch, okay?” Enid said.
“Why scratch?” Ajax asked.
“It’s more romantic that Way, it says you put thought into it. Now I need to look up recipes on TikTok, I learn more visually.” Enid said as she left Ajax.
Ajax was in over his head. All of this for a girl who might say no. What if she thinks it’s too cheesy or if it doesn’t taste good?
Sunday night, Enid and Ajax were in the kitchen with flour on their faces and aprons.
“You set the timer, right?” Enid asked.
“Yeah i did, don’t worry.” Ajax said. When the timer went off, Ajax got the oven mitts that Enid brought and took the mini cupcakes out of the oven. He places it on the kitchen counter. “We gotta wait a little before tasting it but it looks pretty good, what do you think?” Ajax asked.
“It rose pretty well. Do you want to pipe on the frosting or do you want the cupcakes to have that flat look?” Enid asked as she showed Ajax the pictures as example.
“Piped, but not too high.” Ajax said, once the cupcakes cooled off, Ajax took one out of the pan and took a bite, “this is pretty good.” Ajax said and took another bite. Enid took another cupcake out of the pan and hit it.
“Ooh, the cupcake is kinda dense, it’s perfect for a chocolate cupcake! Now let’s see if the frosting we made is good too.” Enid grabbed a butter knife to smear the frosting on where she But it and finished off the cupcake. “It’s perfect!”
The two poured the frosting into a piping bag and began frosting the remainder cupcakes. Ajax puts the ones for Y/N in a box, in the fridge. The rest, Ajax and Enid split between them evenly, and they went to their rooms.
“What you got there?” Kent asked.
“You know, Enid and I were baking, don’t laugh, so I can ask out Y/N, now you can laugh.” Ajax said.
“I’m not gonna laugh, how douchey do you think I am? I think it’s kinda nice, how male wife of you,” Kent snickered.
“Ha ha, taste the cupcakes, I think they turned out pretty good.” Ajax gave Kent the container. Kent opened up the container and took a cupcake and tasted it.
“Very good, how are you planning to ask out Y/N anyway?” Kent asked, eating the cupcake.
“Enid came up with the plane, a week of dessert and the final one is frosted cookies with writing that spell out the sentence ‘will you go out with me’ and I appear with a bouquet of peonies.” Ajax stated.
“How many movies does Enid watch anyway?” Kent asked,
“Apparently a lot, but let’s see how it goes.” Ajax said.
Monday afternoon. Ajax made sure that Enid and Y/N were talking so he could have enough time to leave the cupcakes on her bed with a note. Enid texted Ajax that Y/N was coming so Ajax ran down the hall to hide. Y/N entered her room.
“Huh, what’s this?” Y/N asks herself as she opened the note. “‘You’re as sweet as the frosting i made, enjoy -A’ interesting.” Y/N said and she opened up the box and tasted the cupcake. “These are great, oh my gosh.” Ajax smiled when he heard that. He walked away and Enid entered the room.
“Ooh, where did you get the cupcakes?” Enid asked.
“Apparently they’re from a secret admirer. But I love these cupcakes.” Y/N said.
“That’s great.” Enid said.
So that’s how the week went, Ajax and Enid bake the night before and leave it in the fridge til it’s time to give Y/N the treat. Now that it’s Friday, enid had to keep Y/N in the room to give Ajax enough time to buy a bouquet of peonies despite them not being in season.
Ajax took the cookies out of his room and place them nicely in order with the bouquet in hand. He left the box on the floor and knocked on the door, running down the hall so Y/N doesn’t see him.
“Ooh, lets see what’s the dessert today.” Y/N said to herself as she opened the box. “‘Will you go out with me?’ Who sent this?” And Ajax appears in Y/N’s line of vision.
“I did” Ajax said and Y/N looked delightfully surprised.
“You bought all these postres?” Y/N asked.
“I actually made them. Enid helped.” Ajax admitted.
“That’s really sweet of you. Enid, you’re such a good friend.” Y/N said, looking behind her.
“Anytime, girl.” Enid said.
“So, will you go out with me?” Ajax asked.
“I will. This was too cute to say no to.” Y/N said.
The End
Pairing: Walter Marshall x Hispanic/Latina! Reader
Summary: In this, we will see the friendship between Walter and Y/N and Walter’s first act of protectiveness; let’s face it, it wasn’t his first time punching a man because of Y/N
A/N: If y’all have seen Gilmore Girls, Walter and Y/N will be like Luke and Lorelai in the way that they hang out outside of work. If y’all haven’t, Luke/Walter is known for being grumpy in his place of work and in general. BUT he lets Lorelai/YN who is basically a ray of sunshine on caffeine get away with EVERYTHING. Lorelai/YN call Luke/Walter if they need to rant or need something fixed, they have a good friendship, very “you came, you called”
Ever since Walter gave Y/N apology cookies, they were closer, they got to know each other. They even started hanging out at friends outside of work which was rare for Walter.
Walter and Y/N could be seen at the mall, shopping for Faye because Walter is clueless about what to get her. They were walking down the aisles at Barnes and Noble.
“How do you not know what to get your daughter, Don Refri?” Y/N asked him.
“I thought that name was for the district.” Walter said.
“That name is for everywhere, Don Refri. Seriously, how do you not know?” Y/N stopped walking and stood in front of him.
“I know what my daughter likes, the only problem is that I don’t know if Angie and her new husband have already bought it for her.” Walter said, looking down at Y/N (I'm 5'3 and a half, yes, my doctor counts the half inch, but Henry is 6'1 so he's pretty tall, whatever height you are, he will still be looking down at you)
“Yeah, divorce makes it harder. I’m Just guessing, my parents are still together.” Y/N said with a smile. (If they are divorced, ignore that last sentence) “How about a funko pop, does she like Marvel?" Y/N said, holding up a Captain America funko pop that was on the shelf.
"I think she is more of a DC fan." Walter said, poking the Superman funko pop on the shelf.
They could even be seen at Y/N's apartment drinking coffee.
"Thanks again for fixing my lock, it was driving me crazy.” Y/N said, giving Walter a pan dulce to drink with his coffee.
“Yeah of course, wouldn’t want you to feel unsafe in the neighborhood.” Walter said.
“Still, you could have come tomorrow but you came tonight, so I appreciate it.” Y/N said.
“It’s a 5 minute drive, you’re close by. What is this, by the way?” Walter asked
“It’s pan dulce, there’s a little Mexican bakery that i like to go to, really good, I gave you a concha.” Y/N said, also taking a bite out of her concha. Walter have it a taste.
“You’re right, it’s really good.” Walter said. They kept talking until Walter finished his coffee and they said goodbye.
The next day, Walter came into the police department with a thermos in hand and an paper bag in the other. He walked over to Y/N’s cubicle and knocked on her desk.
“Good morning, Don Refri, how are you today?” Y/N asked.
“Good morning to you too, Y/N, I’m good, and you?” Walter replied.
“Im good, what’s in the bag?” Y/N asked, she was curious to know what’s inside.
“I went to the coffee shop this morning and got you something. It might not be as good as the pan Dulce from your Mexican bakery, but this coffee shop is Latina owned.” Walter said and Y/N opened the paper bag and saw manteconchas and polvorones.
“Oh my gosh, they look so good, they smell good too, gracias Don Refri, ya te estás calentando.” Y/N said, giving him a hug. Walter hugged back and went to his office while Rachel turned to Y/N with a smirk on her face.
“Walter brought you Mexican pastries? How nice of him, looks like you might be his favorite.” Rachel said.
“Maybe it’s because I’m new, I’m sure the novelty will wear off.” Y/N said.
“Maybe, maybe not. Who knows.” Rachel said, going downstairs.
A week later, Y/N entered the department and it was all chaos, she walked over to Glasgow to see if he could tell her what’s going on.
“Why is everyone acting like my mom when Luis Miguel announced his tour?” Y/N asked.
“Detective Marshall finally found a lead to the guy who’s been trafficking teenaged girls. We got his license plate and planted a tracking device on his van so Walter asked me to see where the van stops and that’ll be this guy’s hide out,” Glasgow explained. A few minutes later, “I found him! He’s in an All Inc Warehouse!”
“Let’s get a move on, we’re finally gonna get this son of a bitch.” Walter said as he grabbed his gun and out on his vest to leave with the other officers.
“What does he mean by ‘finally’? Has this been a tough case?” Y/N said, finally being able to sit at her desk.
“Detective grumpy has been working on this case for a month. It’s been driving him crazy knowing that the guy was still out there.” Rachel said, walking in, sipping her coffee.
“Then I’m glad he’s finally catching him.” Y/N said.
An hour later, Walter walked into the district with the guy in handcuffs. Walter takes him downstairs to put him in a holding cell. He walked back upstairs.
“Y/N, i need to fill out a report, come with me please.” Walter said and Y/N followed him.
“Congratulations on the arrest, Don Refri. How does it feel?” Y/N asked.
“It feels good. How was the Mexican bread?” Walter asked.
“The polvorones we’re really good and the manteconcha was delicious. I saved you a polvorón because you have to try it. Where did you get them?” Y/N asked.
“I got it at Abogados Café.” Walter said. “What does that mean, by the way?”
“Lawyers coffee. Do they have Cuban coffee?” Y/N asked.
“I Don’t know, we can check it some other day.” Walter said.
Hours later, Walter and Y/N were finishing their paper work.
“Hey Don Refri, how do you feel about going to a bar tonight? You don’t have to drink, but I think it’ll be fun. We could celebrate that you finally solved that case! Rachel told me you’ve been working on that shit for a month.” Y/N said as she put on her jacket.
“I Don’t know about that, Y/N.” Walter said.
“Oh come on, it’s not like I’m asking you to get drunk. Let’s just go to a bar, you can play pool with the guys, I can eat some fries. We could go to Brunson’s Pub! Or Skinner’s or Iron Ranger, I don’t care, I just want a night out and I really don’t feel like cooking.” Y/N practically begged Walter as she was holding onto his biceps.
“Fine, fine, we’ll go to Brunson’s, they have more food there, I’ll tell the guys, you can tell Rachel. Group celebration.” Walter said and Y/N was happy. She texted Rachel about going to the pub and Rachel was down.
“Rachel said she’ll be there, what about Matthew and Glasgow?” Y/N said.
“Yeah, they’re coming too. You want me to drive you?” Walter said.
“And leave my car here?” Y/N asked.
“I’ll drive you to work tomorrow, it’ll be fine. This way you can drink as much as you want.” Walter said.
“Jaja, mira que funny eres.” Y/N said. They walked out of the department and got into Walter’s car. Walter put on a random playlist on Spotify. Y/N was looking out the window when she heard a familiar song, “Oh my gosh, I haven’t heard this song in forever. I love ‘colgando en tus manos’, my mom would play it in the house all the time.”
“Yeah, I found a playlist with Spanish songs, thought it would be good, maybe help with my Spanish with us being friends and all.” Walter said.
“You Don’t even know what Carlos Baute is singing right now.” Y/N commented.
“It doesn’t matter, you like this kind of music, right?” Walter asked.
“It reminds me of my life in Miami, before Latin music went mainstream.” Y/N said. They kept talking and listening to music until Walter parked in the parking lot at Brunson’s. They walked in together.
“Hey, look who made it! Detective Grumpy and his sunshine partner.” Matthew said.
“Hey, we’re not at work right now but I’m still your boss, watch it. How much have you had to drink?” Walter asked.
“He had 3 tequila shots.” Glasgow said.
“How did he get here?” Walter asked.
“I took an Uber.” Matthew said.
“Same.” Rachel and Glasgow said.
“Great, well I gotta stay sober because I have to take Y/N home. What do you want to drink?” Walter asked, turning to Y/N.
“I want a ‘bad hombre’ and you should get yourself a beer, we’re celebrating you, you should be able to let loose.” Y/N said.
“All right, I’ll go to the bar.” Walter said and Y/N slid into the booth. Walter came back with a beer, a “bad hombre” which has reposado and mezcal, and an Italian sandwich for Y/N. “Here you go.”
“Thank you, Don refri.” Y/N said. They were all talking and laughing, having a good time but Walter stepped away. “Damn, I’m running low, I’m gonna see of i Can get a beer, be right back.” Y/N said and walked to the bar when bumped into a tall man. “Oh I’m so sorry.”
“Nah, you’re good. Wait a minute, Y/N?” The man said and Y/N looked up to see a familiar face.
“No way, Mitch, how are you? What are you doing here in Minnesota?” Y/N asked as she hugged Mitch (Dylan O’Brien) a friend she made back in Virginia.
“My brother Steven wanted to go skiing. You want me to order you a beer?” Mitch asked.
“Yeah, get me a modelo.” Y/N said and Mitch told the bartender to get him two modelo beers. “Well, how’s the CIA treating you?”
“The CIA is fine. Listen, I’m sorry to hear that the FBI didn’t work out for you but maybe you can come back to Virginia and become part of the CIA.” Mitch said.
“I’d love to, but I’m not sure I can cut out as a CIA agent.” Y/N said. They kept talking and Walter got out of the bathroom to see Y/N talking to Mitch. He went back to his booth.
“Who’s that guy?” Walter asked.
“I Don’t know but he’s cute.” Rachel said. Walter went closer to hear their conversation.
“You’d do great. I swear, I would love to work with you.” Mitch said.
“Mitch, honestly, stop insisting, I’m not doing it.” Y/N said. All Walter heard was Y/N telling Mitch “no” so Walter got closer and..
“Didn’t you hear her? She said no.” And Walter decked Mitch, Mitch landing in the floor. Y/N got out of her stool.
“Walter! What did you do?” Y/N asked, facing Walter.
“Wasn’t he bothering you?” Walter asked.
“No! Walter this is Mitch, my friend who’s in the CIA. Mitch, this is Walter.” Y/N said as she helped Mitch off the floor.
“He’s your boyfriend or something?” Mitch asked.
“No, we’re just friends.” Y/N said and Walter walked outside the bar, he needed fresh air. “And he’s technically my boss at the police department. He’s a detective.”
“Well He’s quite protective of you. I should give you my number so we could hang out next time I’m in Minnesota.” Mitch said,
“That would be great.” Y/N said and they exchanged numbers. “It was great seeing you, I gotta talk to Walter.” Y/N walked outside and saw Walter leaning against his car. “What the hell was that in there?”
“Sorry, Y/N, I thought he was just a random drunk harassing you. I didn’t know he was a friend of yours.” Walter admitted.
“You could have asked. Just don’t do it again, okay.” Y/N said,
“I won’t. Are you sure you’re all right? He didn’t try anything?” Walter asked,
“Nah, Mitch is a good guy, he wanted me to ‘try out’ for the CIA but I told him no. Thanks for being protective though, I appreciate it.” Y/N said and she hugged him. “Can we go back inside? I’m kinda cold and this skirt isn’t helping.” Y/N said and Walter chuckled.
“Yeah, we can go back inside.” Walter said, leading her into the pub with his hand on the small of her back.
The End
Taglist: @shellyshellshell @warriormirkwood @secretdream2
Yeah, Elle deserved SO MUCH better, I think Hotch shows that he cares more than Gideon does but yeah, totally agree with you
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?!?
Pairing: Lando Norris x Hispanic/Latina!Reader
Summary: When Y/N calls Lando without knowing he was in the car with Max Fewtrell
Warning: spelling and grammatical errors, implied +18 activities
A/N: inspired by Derek Morgan’s and Penelope Garcia’s friendship since I picked up Criminal Minds again. I AM WORKING ON MY REQUESTS, I SWEAR, but those are kinda like LONG fics so in the meantime, I’ll post some blurbs
Y/N was going to Lando’s apartment to surprise him since she got an earlier flight from visiting her family in (the Latin American country your parents are from). How we, when she entered his apartment, he wasn’t there.
“Well there goes my surprise.” Y/N mutters. She pulls out her phone to call him.
Lando was driving around Monaco with Max, who has been staying in a hotel for the past 3 days with P, they were singing along to whatever song Lando had playing until it stopped when he saw Y/N was calling him.
“You have Y/N saves on your phone as ‘babygirl’? You’re so whipped, mate.” Max said.
“Shut up, you muppet.” Lando said before accepting her call. “Hey babygirl, how’s your family?”
“They’re good, I’m in Monaco right now, in your apartment, actually.” Y/N said and Lando smiled
“No way, baby!” Lando exclaimed.
“Yeah so imagine my surprise when I came to your apartment in your favorite outfit…” Y/N started and Lando knew where this was going
“Baby..” Lando said so Max won’t hear and Max is happily listening, trying to hold in his laughter.
“In your favorite lingerie, I bought a few other sets too, I was thinking you would unwrap…” Y/N was interrupted
“Babygirl, you’re on speaker, I’m with Max.” Lando finally said. There was a bit of silence.
“Hey Max, how you doin’?” Y/N asked, little embarrassed.
“Oh I’m great.” Max said in between laughs.
“Lando, next time I’m on speaker, tell me I’m on speaker!” Y/N yelled.
“How was I supposed to know you were going to be talking about that?” Lando asked
“You need to warn a girl, like damn.“ Y/N said.
“Hate to break this up, but I’m still in the car.” Max said.
“Talk to you later, babygirl.” Lando said.
“I’ll see you at your place, fresita.” Y/N said before hanging up the phone.
“Fresita? How adorable.” Max teased Lando.
“That’s it, I’m dropping you off.” Lando said
“Oh come on, man, I’m your best friend.” Max said.
“And I have my girlfriend waiting for me so I’m dropping you off.” Lando said.
The End
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Latina! Reader
Summary: Charles decided to buy concert tickets to The Driver Era since his girlfriend loves them. However, this will be the first time Charles witnesses how much Y/N LOVES Ross Lynch.
Warning: spelling and grammatical errors
A/N: this fanfic will mainly serve as a way to get back into the flow of writing so I hope y’all like it. This is inspired by the way I get so feral and unhinged whenever a Ross Lynch concert edit shows up on my fyp
Charles was on his laptop, sitting at the table in their hotel room while Y/N FaceTimed with her parents on the bed.
“Sí mami, ya tengo todos los regalos para mis primos….Cuando vas a (your mom’s country)?…Así que cuando charles y yo estamos en Nueva York, te doy los regalos, y luego vas planeando como empacar los regalos en la maletas…” Y/N told her mom.
Her and Charles were planning to go to New York before the Texas Grand Prix, their flight is next week. Luckily, Y/N’s favorite band, the Driver Era, just so happens to have a concert October 10, during the time they are in New York. So Charles being the wonderful boyfriend he is, is buying tickets. Luckily, there were still tickets available and they weren’t expensive at all. It wouldn’t even matter if they were expensive, he still would have bought them. Y/N hung up the phone as Charles looks up from his laptop.
“What did your mom want, Mon coeur?” Charles asked. Y/N pulled up a chair to sit next to Charles at the table.
“She wanted to know if I bought the gifts for my cousins. I swear, every time I travel with you for your races, she asks me to buy stuff for her side of the family. My dad…not so much since I dont talk to much to my cousins on his side. Are we going to fly straight to New York?” Y/N asked.
“Actually, love, the jet is already scheduled to take us to Monaco, I hope that’s okay.” Charles said.
“It’s okay, that’s good, actually, that way I can pack better outfits.” Y/N said, before kissing Charles. “The flight is tomorrow morning?”
“In the afternoon since it was a night race.” Charles said.
“Cool, I’ll brush my teeth then we can go to sleep. Or do you need to shower?” Y/N asked.
“I was thinking we could shower together.” Charles said with a little smirk. Y/N just nodded her head, giggling lightly.
“I mean it does save water.” Y/N said. Charles got up first, grabbing Y/N’s hand to lead her in the shower.
After their shower, Y/N blow dried Charles’s hair for him before she started her hair routine, also blow drying it because there’s no way in hell she is sleeping with wet hair. The next day, they ate, got dressed, and were ready to go to the airport.
As usual, Y/N slept on the flight to Nice, and with their New York flight being at night, they had time to get eat and finish packing their bags with extra clothes they needed for the trip. On their flight is where Charles thought it was time to break the news.
“Mon coeur, what do you plan on doing during our New York visit?” Charles asked. Y/N started wondering.
“I Don’t know, honestly. I just thought of visiting my mom before she goes visit my grandma, so I haven’t really thought of anything. We could go apple picking upstate, why do you ask?” Y/N asked.
“No reason, just wanted to make sure you’re free October 10th.” Charles said.
“What’s special about October 10th?” Y/N asked.
“Nothing really, just that I got 2 tickets to the driver era concert.” Charles and Y/N turned to face Charles.
“You’re kidding.” Y/N and Charles shook his head. “Ah! No way, I’m gonna see if my friend can come.”
“I thought we were going to go together.” Charles said and Y/N looks hesitant. “Why don’t you wanna go with me? I promise I won’t dance.”
“It’s not that it’s just…are you sure you want to go? It’s not your scene.” Y/N said.
“We’re going.” Charles said.
“Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Y/N said.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to spend time with him, but the concerts end with Ross Lynch being shirtless and all the fangirls losing their minds. So when the concert rolls around, they’re waiting on line and there were two girls talking in front of them.
“I also excited, do you think he will wear a tank top and rip it off like last time or do you think he’ll be wearing a button down?” Girl 1 asked
“Who cares, he’s gonna end up shirtless anyway. But I love Rocky, he’s such a vibe.” Girl 2 said.
“Who’s going to end up shirtless, Mon coeur?” Charles asked.
“Oh you’ll see soon enough, muñeco.” Y/N said, patting his back.
The venue doors are open and everyone started walking in, Y/N went to the merch table, holding Charles’s hand so he doesn’t get lost in the crowd because it is a small venue, she decided on buying the t-shirt that said “Ross’s Girlfriend” (which I really wanted but I couldn’t get) and Charles decided on a shirt that had the band name in the front and tour dates in the back. Charles paid for the merch and they got to the floor after Y/N put new shirt on over her outfit.
“You really like Ross, huh?” Charles asked.
“You have no idea. He’s been my celebrity crush since he was on disney channel.” Y/N explained, Charles just nodded. “Thank you for buying the tickets, muñeco, really.” Y/N kissed Charles and pulled away as soon as she heard the introduction of the band.
When “Natural” started playing, Ross took off his shirt, Y/N was staring at him, completely mesmerized by the way Ross moved and interacted with his brother, Rocky. Charles recorded Ross and Rocky singing and then panned to Y/N’s reaction. Charles was liking the music but he believed Y/N sung “when you need a man” a little too loudly. Overall, they enjoyed the concert, Y/N more than Charles obviously, they were walking to the car and once they got in, Y/N asked.
“Did you have fun?” Charles looks at Y/N.
“Of course I do, Mon coeur, watching you enjoy your favorite band perform makes me so happy. I’m glad I got to do this with you.” Charles said, kissing her. “I just didn’t know you were so in love with the blonde guy.”
“I’m sorry, muñeco, but he’s 6’1, Can sing, dance, and there’s the nostalgia factor. You know I’m your number one fan.” Y/N said, making reference to one of their songs.
“And im yours.” Charles replied.
“Hey, do you think we can hit a drive thru or something, I’m hungry.” Y/N asked.
“Sure thing. Are there any other celebrity crushes I should be aware of?” Charles asked,
“Musician wise? No. Actor wise? There’s Jensen Ackles and Dylan O’Brien, that’s it.” Y/N said.
“Interesting. There’s no way to meet them, right?” Charles asked.
“Unless you are willing to drop about 2 grand on a Supernatural convention in Jersey. Why Jersey?” Y/N asked.
“It’s not that much money.” Charles said.
“Muñeco, that’s awfully sweet of you but this show ended in 2020 and they are still holding conventions for it. Plus I checked before, the Jensen Ackles photo ops are already sold out.” Y/N pouted,
“Maybe next time, Mon ange.” Charles said.
“You would really spend money so I could meet my celebrity crushes?” Y/N asked.
“If it makes you happy, I would bring you the moon.” Charles said,
“I love you.” Y/N said.
“I love you too. Now let’s go get you some chicken nuggets and fries.” Charles said.
“And a milkshake.” Y/N said.
“And a milkshake.” Charles replied before driving off to the nearest fast food drive thru.
The End
could u do an imagine for xavier based off the song i love you by billie eilish where it’s angsty but with a fluff ending?
I most certainly can! I love getting requests, makes me feel like a real Tumblr fanfic writer. Just forewarning you, I did not understand the song at all, I listened to it, I read the lyrics, I had to look at someone’s else note on the lyrics, have zero clue what I’m working with
Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader
Summary: Xavier tells Y/N he loves her but she doesn’t say it back and asks for a break. Xavier doesn’t know why.
Warning: errors because I don’t proofread til it’s posted, me self projecting, some thoughts that go through my head for some reason, I guess ED but not really.
Y/N is a person who is very much has her guard up. When she was younger, she was bullied for not looking like the other girls so whenever someone was nice to her, she proceeded with caution. Not to mention her own mother commenting on her weight whenever she was eating, trying on clothes, sometimes her mom would look a at old pictures of her and say ‘look how skinny you were’ and would even text her old pictures of herself and say ‘you looked so pretty, try to lose weight’ (yeah…that’s my mom, everyone). Years of receiving mean comments from her classmates and her own mother made her think she did not deserve a happy ending, didn’t deserve to be loved. She is very insecure, has self image issues, it’s a whole thing. However, with Xavier, she let her guard down, all those voices she has in her head suddenly go mute when he’s around, everything was going well. She likes the way things are. Xavier and Y/N were in the Weathervane.
“Y/N, you already had three brownies,” Xavier said,
“Then can i get one more brownie to make it even?” Y/N asked with her puppy dog eyes, she’s comfortable eating with him. Xavier looked away but then looked back and Y/N also added a pout.
“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing her cheek, and going to the counter to buy another brownie. Xavier came back. “Here you go, sweetheart, all warmed up.”
“Thank you, Flaquito.” Y/N said, kissing cheek. “Now what did you and Ajax do again? I still don’t understand how you guys could stone the principal.”
“It was an accident! The principal didn’t know that Ajax was a gorgon and they reached over and took his beanie off, I covered my eyes, the principal got turned to stone. Besides, he shouldn’t try to take someone’s hat away without asking ‘why are you wearing a hat’ so that is their fault completely.” Xavier said.
“Alright, fine, i believe you.” Y/N said. They talked some more, then took an Uber back to Nevermore, and now they are in Xavier’s art shed. “Why did you bring me here? Are you going to kill me or are you trying to kidnap me?” Y/N asked jokingly.
“Those are the two conclusions you came up with? Damn, sweetheart, you’re slipping.” Xavier.
“Haha, pero de verdad, why am i here?” Y/N asked.
“I wanted to show you something, hold on.” Xavier said as he pulled out a big canvas underneath a white tarp. When he unveiled it, it was a portrait of Y/N. Since Y/N has the power of botanokinesis, she can control plant life, Xavier painted Y/N surrounded by plants and with flowers in her hair.
“Flaquito, this is so beautiful, thank you.” Y/N said, hugging Xavier.
“I know we’ve only been dating three months but…I love you.” Xavier said. Y/N’s heart dropped. She backed away from Xavier.
“You’re kidding, right?” Y/N asked awkwardly.
“Kidding? No, Y/N, my feelings for you are real, i love you.” Xavier said, walking towards Y/N but she out her hands up in defense and back up.
“Xavier, you can’t love me, it’s only been 3 months, not even 6 months, not even a whole year.” Y/N said.
“Love isn’t a timing thing, it’s just what you feel and I feel great when I’m with you, you make me feel safe, you feel like home, I love you, Y/N.” Xavier said,
“Can you please stop saying you love me?” Y/N asked exasperated. She looked at Xavier and he had tears in his eyes.
“You don’t love me, is that it? You want to break up?” Xavier asked through tears.
“I don’t think you understand something, you can’t love me.” Y/N said.
“You don’t understand, you can’t tell me what my feelings are for you, why can’t you just accept the fact that I love you.” Xavier said.
“Oh my gosh, please stop saying that. I like that you painted me as Persephone, that’s how you see me, cool, I accept that, but I’m not Persephone, I am not good for you.” Y/N said,
“I think that’s for me to decided. You don’t get to decide whether or not you’re good for me.” Xavier said.
“I think we need a break, Xavier, just to think things over, so I can think things over.” Y/N said. Xavier gave Y/N a weak smile and left the shed, slamming the door. Y/N began to cry. She loved him, but she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t deserve it. It’s amazing how Xavier could see her as Persephone when she doesn’t see herself like that at all.
She was on the couch, crying, thinking about how sad she made Xavier, that made her cry even more. He didn’t need Y/N to burden him with her problems, but she also didn’t want him to think she doesn’t care about him. After a few more minutes, she went back to her dorm she shared with Enid and Wednesday.
“Hey Y/N, wait, why are you crying, what’s wrong?” Enid asked her, immediately getting off the bed to comfort her friend.
“Mm Nothing, Xavier told me he loved me and I said I needed a break, so here I am.” Y/N said as she was wiping her tears.
“You really liked him, Y/N, why did you decide to have a break?” Enid asked.
“Enid, It’s clearly a personal decision to Y/N, she doesn’t need to tell why she wanted a break, it was up to her, she did it, leave it be.” Wednesday defended Y/N.
“Thank you, Wednesday.” Y/N said. She went to the bathroom to do her business, brush her teeth, wash her face and change into her pajamas. She walked out and went to bed. However the events of today replayed in her mind and she hated it so much.
The next day, she did her morning routine and went to the quad for breakfast in her uniform. Out if everything, Y/N just grabbed a banana.
“You’re not going to eat anything else, mama?” Ajax asked.
“Just the banana, papito, I’m not very hungry.” Y/N said, gotta make up for eating four brownies yesterday, she thought.
“Okay, just checking.” Ajax said and walked away to sit next to Xavier,
“Did you notice anything weird?” Xavier asked immediately after Ajax sat down.
“I just saw her grab a banana for breakfast, that’s it.” Ajax informed him. “I’ll ask Enid if she knows anything if that helps.”
“Yes that would help, thank you.” Xavier said. He was looking at Y/N’s table. He didn’t take his eyes off her until the bell rang. As everyone was leaving the quad, Ajax went to talk to Enid.
“How’s Y/N doing by the way?” Ajax asked.
“She was crying yesterday because of Xavier, but she hasn’t told me anything about why she asked for a break. She really liked him, I don’t understand what could have happened, she was so happy to go to the weathervane with him.” Enid commented.
“It’s a mystery, Xavier is also curious about what changed. Maybe it’s a shapeshifter that looks like Y/N and the real Y/N is trapped somewhere!” Ajax exclaimed.
“Are you stoned?” Enid asked,
“Of course not, it’s too early. I’m gonna sit with Xavier today.” Ajax said,
“And I’ll sit with Y/N.” Enid said. They went to their classes and as promised, she sat next to Y/N in all the classes until school was over. During lunch, she noticed that Y/N only ate a salad and nothing else. Which is fine, nothing against it, but she chose a salad over her favorite food. Enid was starting to get worried. “Wednesday, you like observing people, have you noticed anything strange happening with Y/N?” Enid asked.
“Not really, just looks like her habits have increased.” Wednesday commented.
“What do you mean about that?” Enid asked.
“At lunch, she only eats half her food and saves the rest for later, right now, she’s eating half and throwing the rest out, meaning she doesn’t intend on eating later anytime soon.” Wednesday said.
“Thanks, Wednesday.” Enid thanked the goth girl. She was about to talk to Y/N when Xavier approached her.
“Y/N, we need to talk.” Xavier said. Y/N agreed and went to the woods with Xavier. As they were walking, Y/N tried making wildflowers grow in the grass, she succeeded and that brought a smile to her face. “Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier asked and Y/N stopped playing with her powers.
“What?” Y/N asked.
“Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier repeated.
“Xavier, i love you, i really do, but im not emotionally stable for you, don’t you see? The longer you’re with me, the more you are going to see how broken I truly am. I don’t love myself, I can barely believe that you love me, what I see in the mirror is nothing like what you painted, there are going to be moments where I would restrict myself to much that I will go to bed starving because the last meal I ate was at 3pm (which does happen to me often), I don’t want you to regret being with me. As the months this go on, you’ll see how much of a burden I am after you have to reassure me time and time again that you only love me, and you’re going to resent me because I’d be holding you back. I don’t want you to resent me, okay?” Y/N explained, at this point she was full on crying so Xavier went closer to her and pulled her in a hug. That’s when she let out a sob. Xavier’s eyes started to water, he started letting Y/N’s hair, trying to soothe her. After her sobbing has calmed down, Xavier pulled her away and lifted her chin up with his finger so he could see her face.
“You are not a burden, okay. As for the self love part, we will work on that together. I’ll be with you no matter what, I won’t resent you, if you see that I’m unhappy, although I doubt that I would be unhappy by your side, talk to me about it and break it off. If you feel like you’re broken, we’ll put the pieces back together. I would never regret being with you, you just need to talk to me about all these doubts you’re having. When did it start? How long have you been feeling like this?” Xavier asked, wiping away her tears.
“It started since I was younger, you know how ethic moms are, they always have something to say about your weight. My mom still makes comment about my weight, then there’s the elementary school bullies, so I always felt like this.” Y/N said with glassy eyes.
“You never told me that before. You have been carrying that around for years, have you?” Xavier asked. Y/N nodded, holding back a sob with teary eyes.
“I didn’t want to tell anyone but it feels so good to let it out.” Y/N said.
“I’ll be with you every step of the way, okay. We will work on your self esteem, you will learn to love yourself, we will do this together.” Xavier said. Y/N nodded and hugged him. “We won’t date until you’re ready, okay.”
“Thank you, i need that.” Y/N said.
“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing the top of her forehead.
The End
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader
Summary: Y/N watches a TikTok and decides to do the same thing to see how Charles would react
Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors, you already know
A/N: I am currently working on a Lando Norris fanfic, If that goes well, MAYBE I can continue writing for him and also start writing for Logan Sargeant and Oscar Piastri, if thats what y'all want.
Y/N knows that money is no object for Charles, he's an F1 driver for fuck's sake. So when Y/N saw this couple on TikTok, vitoandniyah, where Niyah pulls a "prank" on her boyfriend, she decided to try it out. Qualifying went okay, Y/N was waiting for Charles in the hospitality and when he came, she stood up from the couch and gave Charles a quick kiss.
"I know qualifying didn't exactly go like you wanted, but i was thinking we could go out to eat." Y/N suggested
"Yeah, that sounds good, mon coeur. Do you know where to go?" Charles asked.
"I was thinking you pick since I've never been to Spain before." Y/N said. Charles nodded his head.
"Yeah, that sounds good, baby. We could go to Xera, we just gotta stop by at the hotel so i could change." Charles said.
"Do i need to change?" Y/N asked
"Nope, you look beautiful, lets go." Charles said.
They exited the paddock and Y/N stayed in the car while Charles went up to his room to change. Y/N watched the TikTok again so she'll know what to say and she hopes that Charles would react in a sort of similar fashion as Vito. Charles opened the car door and he was wearing a nice button down shirt with dress pants. When he entered the car, Charles gave her a kiss,
"You ready to go, mon coeur?" Charles asked.
"Yeah, about that, mi vida, I don't have money." Y/N said, trying to look sad but Charles just stared at her
"What do you mean?" Charles asked.
"Well i wanted to pay for our dinner since you did better in qualifying today than in Canada." Y/N explained.
"Mon coeur, I love you. that was thoughtful of you, but it's okay that I'm paying." Charles said.
"But I WANT to pay." Y/N said
"When did you ever pay for our dates? When did i let you pay for ANYTHING? Remember, the money that you make is your money but the money I make is our money. Now let's go, I'm hungry." Charles said.
"Muñeco, can we go tomorrow so i can pay?" Y/N asked
"Okay, if you really want to pay, here." Charles said, placing his wallet in Y/N's hand.
"Really?" Y/N asked
"Yes, pick any card you want, and when the check comes, place the card on top of it, make it seem like you're paying since you want to so bad." Charles said.
"But you're stilling paying though." Y/N argues and thats when Charles turns in his seat so he can face Y/N
"Okay, let me just tell you this, mon coeur, as long as we are dating, you won't have to pay for anything ever, unless I'm not with you, obviously." Charles said.
"Aw, amor, that was so sweet. And it's a prank, I do have money." Y/N said.
"That's good that you have money, i was going to transfer 8 thousand euros into your bank account." Charles said.
"You are the best boyfriend ever." Y/N said, giving him a quick kiss and she her phone dinged, Y/N checked the notification. "Charles!" Y/N turned her phone to Charles to read the notification 'Charles Leclerc has sent you 8,000 euros' "Seriously?"
"Yes, now lets go eat and you can use that money to go shopping since you never been here before." Charles said.
"Okay, I love you." Y/N said.
"I love you too." Charles said before pulling out of the hotel parking lot.
The End
22 years old, Latina, a Ravenclaw, child of Aphrodite , and proud of it. I dabble in writing.
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