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the paths we didn't take (cl16)

part3!

multipart story! part 1 part 2

Summary : Years ago, Charles Leclerc and Y/N promised to let each other go—for his dreams, for her freedom. No calls, no texts, just memories they buried deep. But when fate reunites them in Monaco, old scars and unresolved feelings resurface. Some loves are unforgettable, but can they find their way back, or is it too late?

✦ pairing - charles leclerc x female reader

Chapter 3: "The End of Us"

Graduation night was a blur of laughter, hugs, and the echoing sound of congratulatory cheers. The air was warm and thick with excitement, and the whole school had gathered for one last celebration. Charles and Y/N, though, barely noticed the festivities. The world around them felt distant, like they were in their own bubble, separated from the noise.

Charles stood with a wide grin on his face, surrounded by his friends. He had received the call that morning. Formula 2 had offered him a spot, and as much as he should have been celebrating with everyone else, his thoughts kept drifting back to the girl who had always been by his side. Y/N was now talking to a group of her friends, but her eyes kept flickering toward him, as if they both knew this night would end differently than they had imagined.

Y/N stood near the refreshment table, trying to focus on the conversation, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the acceptance letter she had gotten just that afternoon. She had been accepted into her dream college, the one she had worked so hard for. But as much as she had longed for this moment, a part of her felt a sense of dread growing in her chest.

She glanced at Charles across the room. He caught her gaze and smiled that smile—the one that had been hers for so long. She smiled back, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

The party continued late into the night, but as the evening drew to a close, the crowd thinned out. The music softened, and the chatter faded. Charles and Y/N, finding themselves alone once again, slipped away from the remaining group of students. They made their way to the same rooftop where they had sat so many times before, where their relationship had been built on the innocence of childhood and the promises of forever.

The city lights below them flickered like a sea of stars. Y/N sat on the edge of the roof, staring at the sky. Her hands rested on her knees, but her fingers trembled slightly. She could feel the finality of this night creeping in. The moment they both knew was coming.

Charles stood beside her, his gaze fixed on the same sky, his heart pounding. He wanted to reach out, to pull her close and say something—anything—that would make this easier. But the words wouldn’t come.

“You did it,” Y/N said softly, breaking the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re going to Formula 2.” She turned to face him, her eyes searching his face for any sign that he was struggling with the same emotions.

Charles nodded, but there was a bittersweet smile on his face. “I did.”

“I’m proud of you, Charles. You worked so hard for this.” Y/N swallowed hard, trying to steady her breath. “You deserve it.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you,” he said quietly, his voice laced with raw emotion. “You’ve always been here. I know I’ve been distracted, with racing and everything, but you’ve always been here.”

“I’ve always been here,” she repeated, her throat tight. “And I’ll always be here, even when I’m not with you.” Her voice cracked, and she quickly wiped away a tear, not wanting to break down in front of him, but she couldn’t help it. “I’ll always cheer you on, Charles. Even when I’m not right by your side.”

Charles turned to her then, his heart breaking at the sight of her trying to hold it together. He had always admired her strength, but right now, he just wanted to take all her pain away, even though he knew he was the one causing it.

“Y/N…” His voice faltered. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I wish things could be different.”

She shook her head, her tears now falling freely. “Don’t apologize, Charles. This isn’t about that. This is about our futures… and the paths we have to take.” She took a deep breath, wiping her eyes. “We’re not the same people we were when we started this. We’re growing into different versions of ourselves, and that’s okay. We can’t keep holding on to something that isn’t meant to be.”

Charles stepped closer, his hands shaking as he reached for hers. “I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want to lose you.”

Y/N’s heart cracked open. She looked up at him, seeing the pain in his eyes that mirrored her own. “You’ll always be my first love, Charles. No one will ever replace you.” She closed her eyes briefly, taking a shaky breath. “But you need to find the right girl. The one who can give you the future you deserve. The one who’ll be there when you need her.”

“No,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I don’t want anyone else. I’ve always wanted you. You’re the one I wanted.”

She smiled through her tears, shaking her head gently. “But you have a future that’s bigger than this. Bigger than us. You have racing, and you’re going to go far. I don’t want to be the one who holds you back. You deserve to be free to chase your dreams without worrying about me.”

Charles stepped back, his heart in his throat, and looked up at the stars. “I’ve always been so focused on my racing,” he murmured. “But you’ve been here, Y/N. And I haven’t appreciated it enough.” He paused, swallowing hard. “I don’t know how to do this without you.”

Y/N reached out and placed her hand on his cheek, turning him to face her. “You will,” she said softly. “You’re stronger than you think. And you’ll find someone who makes you happy. Someone who can be there for you in ways I can’t.”

The weight of the words hung between them like an anchor, dragging them deeper into the inevitable. The silence was thick with everything they couldn’t say, everything they couldn’t change.

Charles looked at her one last time, his voice barely a whisper. “I’ll never forget you, Y/N. You’ll always be in my heart.”

Y/N nodded, her voice catching in her throat. “I’ll never forget you either.” She took a final, shaky breath before adding, “I’ll always love you, Charles. No matter where we go.”

He kissed her then, one last time. It was slow, tender, and filled with all the words they couldn’t say out loud. And in that moment, it felt like the world had stopped spinning. Like they were the only two people left in the universe. But they both knew the truth—they couldn’t stay here forever.

When they pulled apart, both of their eyes were red, their hearts broken but full of love.

Y/N turned away first, walking toward the edge of the roof. She looked back at him one last time.

“You’ll be great, Charles,” she whispered. “And I’ll always be cheering you on, from wherever I am.”

And with that, she disappeared into the night, leaving Charles standing there alone beneath the stars, the weight of their love and their parting settling in his chest.

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Voice 

Las sábanas tibias donde reposaba Natalie empezaron a enfriarse, sabía que Kylo había abandonado su lugar hace más de media hora, en el momento estaba muy cansada como para preguntar, sin embargo teniendo en cuenta la tardanza de su pareja le hubiera gustado saber hacia dónde se dirigia. Vagamente se despojó de las mantas, eran finales de otoño y Natalie quien amaba el invierno, estaba satisfecha con el clima de esos días.  

Desayunar era su actividad favorita; hacer un te y comer bizcochitos apenas se levantara era todo un banquete. Su comida fue interrumpida por ella misma, el disturbio que provenía del pasillo llamó su atención, su vecinos eran silenciosos y tranquilos, más a esas horas de la mañana que nadie se atrevía a romper el sueño de otros. 

Natalie con su pijama de ositos y el pelo castaño suelto, se tapó con una de sus camperas abriendo la puerta principal. A unas cuantas puertas del departamento, un grupo de policías, su pareja y algunos vecinos hablaban en conjunto mirando algo dentro del hogar de los Milian. Natalie se acercó a pasos lentos, tratando de descubrir lo que pasaba, sin embargo rápidamente Kylo noto su presencia y dejó su conversación con uno de los policías para pararse frente a ella. 

—¿Qué pasó?—Natalie intento ver por los laterales del cuerpo de su pareja, quien la sostenía por la cintura. Unos paramédicos aparecieron en la escena, los vecinos y policías se movieron de la entrada. 

—Amor, no mires—pidió Kylo tapando su vista con la mano, sin embargo rápidamente Natalie la sacó—Nat, no mires.

Eso no había sido un pedido, Kylo había usado su voz de mando en ella. Natalie cerró los ojos, siendo incapaz de negar la orden. 

—Lo siento—susurró el alfa abrazándola—La señora Milian, la degollaron… No quería que lo vieras. 

Aunque Kylo sabía que Natalie no podía desobedecer la orden, tapó con sus dedos los ojos de la omega. Una vez que se llevaron el cadáver y las voces disminuyeron, el alfa le dijo que ya podía mirar. 

—¿Qué pasó con el señor Milian?—hace poco que los conocía, eran una pareja joven; Natalie ni siquiera podía imaginarse lo que sería que le pase algo así a su pareja. 

—Hasta ahora, es el único sospechoso—Kylo seguramente noto la expresión de horror en la cara de la omega, por lo que propuso volver al departamento a desayunar.  

como encuentro gente con la que interactuar, soy nueva y no entiendo nada ayuda

like reader who never done a nest, and after marriage started to feel like she wants one but she is not sure of how to made it

after a long long day of working without Ani, she just starts to collect all her favorite clothes including Anakin's one. Her bed now is warm and she feels so safe 💕

Anakin arrives founding her omega all cutely trapped by his clothes, making him giggle, he is so in love 😭

I want to write a alpha!anakin fic :(

hi!! i love your hybrid aus so muuuch

could you do one with Max who has a high maintenance cat hybrid? she’s a picky eater, likes pretty and expensive clothes, not dirtying her fur, things like that :)

i love this!

cw: HYBRID!reader

"sorry, angel," max mumbled as he placed your plate down in front of you.

a frown crossed your face as you looked down at your dinner. brandishing your knife and fork, you poked at your dinner. "what... is it?" you asked, pulling your cutlery away from the food.

"what is it?" max echoed, staring across the table. "salad and soup. you used to love salmon and soup."

a scoff left your lips, your tail moving from side to side. "yeah, when i first came to live with you." when you pushed your soup away, it splashed onto the table. "where's my salmon?"

you weren't always fussy. when max first took you in off the streets, you scrambled to eat anything he put in front of you. your clothes had been tattered and dirt back then, not pretty like what you wore now.

"i couldn't get your salmon," he mumbled, reaching over the table to take your hand. "sorry, kitten."

you pulled your hand out of his grip and stood up. with a huff, you turned on your heel and marched away from the dining table. "kitten!" max called after you, but he was gone. he was lucky you didn't throw your soup all over the floor.

hiding in his bed, your tail flicked. you weren't happy, not in the slightest. was your salmon too much to ask for? you didn't think so. if he loved you, he'd go out and get your salmon.

no, that wasn't fair. you knew he loved you, you were just being bratty.

your ears twitched as the bedroom door opened. "kitten," he mumbled and sat on the end of the bed. "talk to me."

pulling the blanket from over your head, you pouted at him. "i want my salmon," you mumbled. but your tail, the indicator of how you were feeling, was still.

"you want your salmon?" he asked as opened his arms.

you nodded as you crawled into his lap. your head was tucked against his neck as you pawed at his shirt, at his chest. maybe if you acted cute enough, you would get everything you wanted.

max released a sigh and threw his head back. "okay, fine," he mumbled and kissed the top of your head. "go get your coat on."

your eyes lit up. "are we gonna get salmon?"

"yes, kitten. we're gonna get salmon."

A chance | LN4

Summary: Lando has been in love with the same person since he was 18. The problem? She doesn't think it will work out because he's younger.

Pairing: Lando Norris X Actress!Reader

English is not my first language, maybe I will do a part two 👀

"Why don't you want to be with me?" Lando says close to Y/n's ear so she can hear.

They were at a party, Lando was P1, and that night was all about him.

"Lando, why don't you enjoy your night?" She says pushing him a little and he kisses her cheek.

"I'm trying to do this, but the prettiest girl at the party is turning me down once again."

Y/n rolls her eyes but smiles, fixing Lando's hair with her hands.

"I already told you-"

"I know, I know, I'm younger than you, but you need to understand that 18-year-old Lando already dreamed of Y/n 22 and now 25-year-old Lando dreams of Y/n 29 and 85-year-old Lando will dream of Y/n... How old will you be?" He says, thinking a little.

"Fuck you're so drunk." She says laughing and he smiles when he sees her smile.

"Fuck you're so beautiful." Lando leans in to kiss her, but Y/n turns her face away.

"Lando, no." Y/n says, gently pinching Lando's belly, making him pull away with a grimace.

"Come on, give me a chance, just one kiss and I promise to stop bothering you." She thinks for a bit.

"I know you won't stop."

"Please, I promise I'll stop." He says, dropping the glass he was holding anywhere, and takes Y/n's face with both hands. "Can I?" He asks inches from her mouth.

"You're insufferable, you know that?" Lando crushes his lips to hers, and my God, it was so worth it to almost beg her on his knees.

Lando asks for passage with his tongue and when he gives in, he just wants to stay there forever.

The kiss gets hotter and Y/n pulls away a little to be able to breathe.

"What a delicious mouth." He says, pulling her lower lip with his teeth and giving her three little pecks.

"Have you gotten your kiss yet, satisfied?"

"I wanted your heart, but I'll hold back with a kiss."

"You don't give up, do you?" She says, putting her arms around her shoulders.

"Never, 18 year old Lando wouldn't believe the girl in my arms right now." Lando always speaks close to her ear so she can understand everything.

"Congratulations, P1." Y/n says kissing Lando's cheek and he feels that this kiss practically sobered him up again.

"Will I get a kiss like this every time I get P1?"

"Don't force it, Cat." She says, walking away and Lando takes her hand again.

"Nooo, you can't do this." Lando says whimpering.

"You promised Lando."

"I promised?" Lando says pulling her by the waist, and kissing her lips again, this time more slowly, more passionate, it was as if they weren't in a crowded place, and God, Y/n is praying that no one took any pictures of this.

But they took it away.

A few hours later the news was all over social media.

F1news Things are heating up! 👀 Lando Norris and Y/n are seen kissing at the party celebrating Lando's P1, some people who were on the way back confirmed that they spent practically the whole night close to each other, could a relationship be on the way?

—

User1 What the fuck is this?

User2 Wow, isn't she much older than him?

— User3 It's only four years girl 🙄

User4 Why is everyone so surprised?

— User5 Yes, Lando had already said that she has been his celebrity crush since he was 18.

User6 I think I'm jealous of Lando.

— user7 I think I'm jealous of both of them.

User8 Well, he never hid the fact that he was interested in her.

User9 Have you ever imagined the beautiful child that would be born?

— User 10 She's much older than him...

User 11 Damn, stop treating her like her age is wrong or something.

——

Y/n wakes up with her phone vibrating like crazy.

"Where the fuck is this?" She gropes blindly on the bed until she finds the device, reading the following messages:

Lando: Please don't be mad at me.

Lando: Are you mad at me? 😟

She sits on the bed, a little confused, why would she be mad at him? But soon she also sees some messages from Carlos.

Carlos: Please don't be mad at Lando.

Carlos: He swears he didn't want to cause a scandal for you.

Carlos: Yes, he forced me to send this, block this bastard now.

And to top it off, she sees a message from her best friend.

Bestf: Seriously Lando? And you still swore to me that you didn't want to get him 😏

She closes her eyes and lies down on the bed again, she already knows exactly what happened.

Fuck.

I took a brief break from tumblr to look at instagram, saw a video of sleepy cats, and immediately returned to request Alex, Arthur, Marcus and Seb with a sleepy cat hybrid!reader. Like the reader's favourite place to sleep with/on the driver

i love this idea omd i yawned typing this lmfao

gn!cat hybrid!reader (sleepy headcanons)

alex albon:

absolutely obsessed with how sleepy you are because your ears and tail get all droopy and you blink so slowly and alex just finds it so fucking adorable

loves it when you stretch out on top of him, lying on your side on his chest with your face buried in his jaw/cheek - it's chaotic and catlike and alex has many photos of you asleep like it

always ready to catch you when you fall asleep whilst standing up because he refuses to let you get hurt due to your sleepiness

has carried you out of many places plenty of times because you fell asleep - his garage after a race, williams hospitality after his work is up, restaurants because he ate too slow and you got sleepy, etc.

arthur leclerc:

started tracking how often you yawn in a day because he thinks it's funny but then ended up yawning so much more often himself and he started getting sleepier so he stopped

curl up in a ball of cat on his chest and arthur will be the happiest man ever, especially if you purr in your sleep or, in arthur's best case scenario, you sleepmeow

always down to let you nap on him no matter what he's doing - he'd rather be mildly inconvenienced by you using him as a bed than find out you slept somewhere uncomfortable

loves it when you fall asleep on facetime because arthur gets to watch you doze peacefully and he gets to take screenshots galore

marcus armstrong:

genuinely doesn't understand how you're so sleepy all the time but he thinks you're cute so he won't complain about it

loves spooning you when you're curled up in a ball but if you sprawl out, marcus will cuddle up to you as close as he can, dreading the moment when your arm will inevitably smack him in the face

finds your sleeping positions and noises to be so fucking weird but also so fucking adorable at the same time to the point that he gets major cuteness aggression over you

lightly flicks your ears and tugs your tail when you're sleeping to see if you'll wake up but you never do - he knows not to pull too hard though because he'd hate to hurt you

sebastian vettel:

you're the cutest cat and literally everyone knows that because sebastian doesn't shut up about you and your cuteness ever

loves when you fall asleep on his chest whilst straddling his lap because you look so adorable and your soft little purrs fill his ears to the point that he finds it so cozy and comforting

has taken plenty of pictures & videos of you meowing in your sleep and tossing and turning about that sebastian is honestly starting to run out of storage space

loves to carry you in his arms whilst you sleep and will often just find somewhere to sit down, you still in his arms, so he can stroke your ears & tail and keep you safe and warm

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