#bite sized pieces of f1c

[meova101]

With the music challenges Sebchal did and only a “soulmate theme” to guide me, I had to retcon the beloved Senorita moment into the drabble you find below. It’s only natural, really.

2.

Charles is fine with having a soulmate. He really is. Has no other choice, really, it’s just how it is.

He just wishes his soulmate had a better taste in music.

Good music didn’t suddenly stop being made after the 90s, after all. In fact, most good music was made after that, if you ask Charles. And his soulmate never went for the classical stuff, either.

It takes him an embarrassingly long time to eventually connect the dots. It’s not even him, really.

When Senorita plays during a challenge, Sebastian turns to him, eyes wide.

“You listen to this stuff??”

#soulmates hear the music you listen to and there's so many shenanigans with sebchal honestly #maybe i'll make a proper fic out of this because it's cute #still coping through fic don't @ me #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

Can we please get some sebchal + cooking? Maybe together, maybe for each other, your call🙏💜

I had the cutest idea for this and I hope I did it justice! That one pasta-making video Ferrari did sometimes appears in my nightmares, I swear to god, idk what they were doing there. So I fixed it with some domestic Sebchal! Really hope this tickles your fancy 🥰

Send me prompts for a lil Sebchal drabble <3

9.

Charles is nothing if not an eager student. Sebastian gladly uses this to teach him some cooking.

It starts out with simple knife skills, cutting herbs, vegetables, onions (Charles insisting he’s not crying, sniffling all the while). At one point, he lets Charles near the furnace, which goes surprisingly well.

Sebastian starts looking forward to their times spent in the kitchen, moving easily around each other, learning what works well. It’s homely, familiar.

But the shining moment is when Charles finally makes a pasta carbonara, all by himself. He serves it with a smile, no hint of cream in sight.

#the image of seb trying to teach charles how to cook and charles eagerly listening... fuck #i couldn't quite fit it in anymore but seb absolutely bought some cream as a mislead slkjsg but charles didn't fall for it #domestic sebchal my beloved they're so cute honestly #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

Thinking real hard: how could Charles possibly participate in ROC to feed the rats some more

Anyway, have a drabble of Charles trying to make exactly that happen!

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“We have discussed it extensively, Mr Leclerc, but I’m afraid we simply cannot add a Monegasque team to Race of Champions.”

“Why not?” Charles is highkey offended.

“We only let nations participate in the Cup of Nations.”

“Hey!”

“Is Monaco a principality or not?” The guy taps his fingers on the desk.

“It is, but… We have an anthem! A royal family!”

He is not losing this one, dammit.

“If you really want to participate, we could pair you up with Sébastian Loeb for the French team.”

There’s fucking smoke coming out of his ears. This is an insult.

“…fine.”

#and then seb starts flirting with everything that moves in roc and charles gets jealous and finally kisses him the end #will i ever stop poking fun at monaco? probably not #sorry not sorry charles #wrote some fic and posted it #fic stuff #meo shouting into the void #bite sized pieces of f1c

[meova101]

sebchal with chocolate please 🥺🤲

Oh man I love writing about Charles's sweet tooth! And since we know he likes (at least occasionally lol) to get some local sweets, I figured I could make it cute 🥰

If you really don't want to hear about the recent news, fair warning: this takes place next year. And has a hefty dose of wishful thinking in it, too sklsjg

Send me prompts for a lil Sebchal drabble <3

I just kept the same calendar as they had this year btw, or well, the same order of the beginning races, it was a bit easier.

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About a week after testing, when Charles is still in Maranello, a package arrives.

Sebastian doesn't think much of it. He grabs it while on the phone with Charles, jokes about no longer needing to bother his neighbours with his mail, opens it right then and there.

It's a box of chocolates from Bahrain, beautifully packaged, looking luxurious even through the plastic covering.

"It's for you," Charles says. "I wanted to keep you here, a little."

Sebastian saves the box, saves the subsequent ones (from Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, Australia, everywhere Charles goes) too.

When Charles wins the title, they'll feast.

#just the idea of charles going out to get chocolates specifically for seb made me melt ngl #anyway i love writing cute stuff and you can't not get cute with chocolate slkjsg #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

hello!! so for the sebchal prompt…what if they are in a secret relationship and no one has to know but at some point both of them slip? like maybe seb saying he knows some place in monaco that he isn’t supposed to or charles being like “oh yeah those scratches? yeah the chicken attacked me two days ago” and everyone being like “charles, where have you found chicken in monaco?” :)

THE CHICKENS SKLJDSG OKAY I HAD TO USE THAT

This prompt was so fun and I can see it happening too slksjdg they're so comfortable around each other and there's plenty of places they don't have to keep it a secret, so when they do... sometimes they slip up. Anyway, hope this drabble is what you were looking for!

Send me prompts for a short lil Sebchal drabble <3

It started with small things. Charles getting scratched by chickens, begging the question where said chickens came from. Sebastian gloating he didn’t need a hotel room in Monaco, but where else would he sleep?

4.

In hindsight, they got a little careless.

At least their date at the nice Italian restaurant was easy to explain.

But they really fucked up near the end of their self-imposed secrecy.

Sebastian took a picture of the newly green herb garden on Charles’s balcony, uploaded it to Instagram.

Charles smiled when he saw it, tagged himself and commented “our herbs!”.

No explanation could fix that.

#look I just love them being idiots okay slkjsdgl it's my bread and butter #i love that seb has insta now too (and am trying to ignore the reason lol) so I can make him use it too and be in character #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

sebchal, pole! ☺️😳

I went way back for this one because I have totally not been pretending it's still 2019. And Charles said some interesting things in interviews that makes me want to prod, lol. So have some rewritten Sebchal history and I hope you like this 🥰

Send me prompts for a short lil Sebchal drabble <3

So this takes place in 2019. I'll put the additional context in the tags to not spoil the 100 following words slkjsdg fair warning, this gets a little spicy.

5.

Charles had been so awkward at first. Sebastian couldn’t help but push a little, try to break the tension and have some fun doing it.

He’d suggested a bet. A reward for whoever got pole.

He hadn’t expected Charles to say yes. He also hadn’t expected Charles to win so quickly.

It became a tradition, furtive knocks on hotel doors to honour the bet.

After Monza, Sebastian should be pissed. Was pissed, really, but he still knocked dutifully on the door, sank to his knees when inside.

Watching Charles unravel as Sebastian blows him made up for a lot, honestly.

#seriously i can't believe charles is taking this opportunity to use the camera as his diary retelling their history #anyway so re the monza mention #charles was supposed to give seb a slipstream during quali but didn't and at q3 none of the drivers reached the line in time #except for charles and carlos so long story short charles got pole #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

what about non binary seb 👀 maybe seb and charles getting closer and closer, something developing between them , and seb finally telling him about it, because he wants people he cares about and is especially close too to know, so he can be comfortable around them, telling charles about they/them pronouns

looking at charles with all the hesitancy and all the anxiety about how he is going to react

non binary seb is living rent free in my head

Oh my god this premise is deserving of a whole fic, you've already thought it out so well! Sadly I had to pick a part of it to stay within the constraints of the drabble (and I already cheated by making it a double drabble at 200 words) so I hope this will work for you, anon!

Send me prompts for a short lil Sebchal drabble <3

Also I kind of went with Seb trying to figure it out for himself too because the image of him trying to get his hair to look right wouldn't get out of my head... and it's slightly extrapolated from my own enby experience so. really hope I managed to slightly scratch that itch for you.

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The brush clatters loudly into the sink, Charles rushing in at the sound.

“Are you okay? You’re taking longer than usual…”

Sebastian pulls a face into the mirror.

“I can’t get my hair to look right. I don’t know what it is.”

Charles studies him for a moment, starts to move but hesitates.

“Can I try?” he asks carefully, hand already twitching towards the hair products. Sebastian shrugs, not feeling like protesting. Maybe Charles can fix… whatever this is.

He trust Charles, anyway.

It’s slightly harder to keep trusting Charles when a frankly ridiculous amount of products gets pulled out, the blowdryer even making an appearance, but Charles’s nimble fingers on his scalp, running through his hair, feels too nice to not relax into. Almost like getting pampered.

When Charles steps back, Sebastian recognizes himself in the mirror. His hair looks shiny, curlier than before, framing his face exactly right to soften it slightly.

“You look so pretty,” Charles tells him, earnestly. Sebastian can’t help but believe him. “Do you want me to pick clothes out too?”

“No, these are good.” The combination just works, he thinks, his normal clothes with the nice hair.

He’ll figure this one out later.

#i usually don't write enby or gender stuff so we do not perceive but i'll try anything once as usual #i don't have too much to say this one made me think and consider and thank you for the interesting prompt #sorry i limited myself to drabbles only this really should have more words available to do it justice #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void

[meova101]

Outlined a whole roadtrip fic the other day only to now write a drabble because the start of the fic just hit me in the face and won’t leave me alone. Anyway.

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It starts on an unassuming Sunday in late April, when Charles can feel the walls of his house crawl closer with every blink, Monaco feeling more cramped and small than ever before.

He’s on a call with Sebastian, looking out of the window to the dark sea, stretching out into nothing. It’s beckoning him.

“I’m thinking of going on a road trip,” Sebastian says in his ear, casually, like it’s something he does daily. “Maybe Italy.”

“Oh, that sounds good,” Charles sighs. “I wish I could do that, too.”

“Why don’t you come with me, then?”

It’s that easy, somehow.

#takes place in 2020 because I have plans for the plot that require them to be on the road for May 2020 #also i got obsessed with the idea of them sleeping under starry night skies... so hotels being closed is a good excuse for that sklsdg #bite sized pieces of f1c #wrote some fic and posted it #meo shouting into the void #sebchal

[meova101]

*knocks on your door* okay but do the Bun thing as a prompt 👉🏻👈🏻

I was merely joking when I told you to prompt me this on main but slkjdsg your wish is my command! Pro tip: writing drabbles works better when I can see the word count going up. I blame GDocs and my bed for not sticking with 100 words 😭

Send me prompts for a lil Sebchal drabble <3

For those not in the know: we have a beloved headcanon about Charles and Seb’s daughter, affectionately called Bean. She was conceived just after Abu Dhabi 2020 as a magical wish baby, through a very special moment between Seb and Charles that may or may not have involved a cheek cradle. I like to joke around that Charles tries to recreate the moment to give Bean a sibling (Bun) but things don’t quite go to plan. Now that’s finally drabbled skljsdg 

warning for mention of mpreg but it’s really not a lot.

6.

Sebastian doesn't realize what's going on until weeks have passed.

Charles keeps trying… he doesn't even know. There's candles on the table during dinner. There's flowers offered that Charles picks specifically for him during long walks, Sebastian pushing Bean's pram.

Charles insists on watching old races, curled up together. Sebastian vetoes Abu Dhabi 2020. He doesn't need to hear himself sing. Charles still pouts.

There's no escape in the paddock, either. Sebastian loves him, but they're going to get caught any fucking minute now if Charles doesn't stop trying to hug Sebastian, touch his cheek, corner him after races for some intimacy.

It's strange. Charles never was this clingy before. Sebastian's actually getting a little worried.

It takes until they're back home for winter break, season almost starting again, for Sebastian to figure it out.

Sebastian has put Bean down for a nap, tucked her in and kissed her forehead. Charles is behind him, laces their fingers together and tries to get Sebastian's hand on his cheek.

"Why won't it work," Charles complains. "I have tried…"

It suddenly clicks.

"Are you… trying for a sibling?" Sebastian asks.

Charles's pout says enough.

Sebastian cups Charles's face in his hands, kisses his nose.

"It will happen when it happens," he says. "Don't force it. I love you and her enough already."

There's a sudden warm spark where their skin touches, strangely familiar. Charles sighs sadly.

"Alright. I will be patient."

*

The test is positive a few months later. Sebastian could have seen this coming.

He strokes his stomach once, twice, imagines what's happening inside.

He wonders how Charles felt when he found out. How he dealt with it, all on his own. At least Sebastian's spared that.

He texts Charles he's got good news and waits until Charles gets home, mind racing.

#did i amuse myself for a bit pretending like seb's retiring to take care of these specific kids? I sure did #charles might have raced throughout the pregnancy and kept going but seb wouldn't and i have a surprising amount of thoughts about this #oh yeah this was absolutely inspired by a pic of seb where he looks slightly pregnant skljsdg i'm so sorry i live in my headcanons now #anyway i hope you like this leq 😘 love you and love our little family 🥰 #bean au intensifies #tw mpreg #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

I have decided that the best coping mechanism is sharing fic. So I’ll be tossing some drabbles up throughout the weekend whenever I feel like it. First up, a random college!au I wrote for a bingo once.

If you have a fun idea for a drabble (Sebchal ofc because what else do I ever write) feel free to send me an ask and I’ll see what I can do! 

1.

Charles doesn’t usually go for the professor-look, but seeing Sebastian in a suit is always a treat.

And if it helps them to keep on track for this studying session, well. The upcoming German exam wasn’t going to wait and Charles at least paid attention when Very Strict Professor Seb was quizzing him on vocab.

Sebastian scrapes his throat and Charles prays to every deity he knows that he’s not noticeably hard. After this, he would return the favour for Sebastian’s French exam and then finally, they could…

“Charles.”

Okay, focus.

Sebastian smirks.

“What does du hast schöne Augen mean?”

#i'm just going through my old stuff to cope honestly #and figured i might as well share to spread some joy #and who doesn't love some professor!seb amirite #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

sebchal..... gloves? 🥰

If I had the eagertoto emoji you know I would be spamming that thing right now 😘😘 your wish is my command after all, especially when you come up with delicious ideas like this. Warning: this is on the spicier side

Send me prompts for a lil Sebchal drabble <3

Further warnings: roleplay, spanking

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"Mr Leclerc, if you can't stop squirming, I will have to punish you," professor Vettel says, staring down at Charles.

"So sorry, professor." Charles tries not to fidget. A pencil falling from the table signifies his failure.

Vettel sighs, takes off his leather gloves.

"Please bend over the table, Mr Leclerc."

Charles does so at record speed, unwilling to reveal that somewhere, he's still twitching.

He gets the expected spanking then, some gentle slaps with the gloves first, Vettel finishing with his hands until Charles's legs tremble.

"Tomorrow again?" Sebastian asks afterwards, dropping the act.

Charles snuggles closer in response.

#those gloves... fucking hell #thank you for sliding into my ask box dear truly appreciate it 🥰 #and who doesn't love some professor!seb amirite #bite sized pieces of f1c #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it

[meova101]

Apparently, Seb bakes bread as gifts. Of course this asked for a sebchal drabble concerning this newly learned fact.

Bread

Sebastian’s ignored the first few videocalls from Charles, but when his phone rings again, he does pick up. Maybe something’s actually wrong.

‘Yes?’

‘Seb! Finally! Where’s my bread?’

‘Your bread?’

‘Yes.’ Charles pouts, looking more like a sad puppy than usual.

‘You have to be more specific.’

‘You made bread for the people at Aston Martin. I want that, too.’

Sebastian pinches the bridge of his nose.

‘Fine. I’ll bake you some bread too.’

‘Yay!’

Charles barely pauses to breathe, immediately starts talking about his new piano. Sebastian settles in for another long call. At least Charles’ smile is back.

#fanf1ction #meo shouting into the void #sebchal #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc #of course seb knows how to bake bread and actually does so asdgkljdfg #i'm just glad it wasn't zucchini or banana bread because i would've been worried about him finding fic #the tags are longer than the fic itself and that's a talent #wrote some fic and posted it #bite sized pieces of f1c

[meova101]

As it turns out, Charles got a new car this week. okay he got two but this is definitely about the car that he can actually drive in now If you are currently thinking oh man wouldn’t it be cute if he drove to Seb for his first drive in that car, then you might be in luck, since that’s exactly what this drabble’s about.

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Of course Sebastian had seen pictures of the car. It was gorgeous, a perfect paint job, interior looking buttery smooth, everything looking expensive and luxurious.

And he had to admit, it looked even better up close, in person.

He just hadn’t quite expected that car to appear in front of his Swiss home, a visibly exhausted yet exhilarated Charles almost vibrating out of his skin on his doorstep.

‘It drives just as good as it looks!’ Charles exclaimed the moment Sebastian opened the door.

‘That’s nice,’ Sebastian replied. ‘Why did you drive here first?’

‘Where else would I have gone?’

#okay this is also partly inspired by that gifset of seb and chal driving together #I just miss these two okay #pretending I'm fine 100 words at a time #fanf1ction #wrote some fic and posted it #text #sebchal #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc #meo shouting into the void #bite sized pieces of f1c

[meova101]

Helmet swap my beloved <3 I don’t exactly remember where I got this idea from, just that it was somewhere in the soup, so if you remember being the spark for this idea and want the credit, hit me up! Also I’m claiming that this counts for my helmetswap bingo square, because I did write this after the cards were sent out.

Anyway I’m sure I don’t need to remind anyone of how hard Charles tried to get Seb’s helmet on his head. This drabble is about exactly that.

tw mention of possible blood

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It takes a while, but Charles finally feels Sebastian’s helmet slide further onto his head. Worth all the blood, sweat and tears, he thinks as he poses for the pictures.

He’s hoping it’s not actual blood, but the sticky feeling on his ear could go either way.

And in hindsight, it took less long to pull the helmet on than to take it off again.

Sebastian just chuckles fondly.

‘I tried to warn you. This happened to Lewis too. Should I call someone?’

‘Not yet.’ Charles isn’t willing to give up yet.

‘Just say when,’ Sebastian says, squeezing his arm.

#sebchalday21 #sebchal #fanf1ction #love writing cracky sebchal things #helmet swap my beloved #tw blood #meo shouting into the void #wrote some fic and posted it #bite sized pieces of f1c

[meova101]

I got the bingo square karting rivalries and let me tell you, I never thought this would be the one to give me the most trouble. Still made something out of it. Seb&Charles, taking place when they karted against each other in 2016. Half based as well on how they could not stop racing each other with toy trucks in a Sky video.

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Sebastian's never met a more infuriating driver in his life.

He's seen Charles around, of course, noted his speed and drive, but actually driving against him sparked something inside of him he hadn't quite expected.

'Again,' Charles panted after the fifth race. The crowd that had gathered to watch them started to thin by now, people needing to go to training sessions or have dinner.

'Alright,' Sebastian agreed again, and again, and again.

By the eleventh, Charles won.

'Again,' Sebastian said.

'Of course,' Charles agreed.

The crowd was long gone by now.

They kept going until the karting circuit closed.

#bingo's nearly done halleloo! just gotta figure out the final one #never thought i'd actually do it but here i am #playing it hella fast and loose and probably not even meeting half the prompts but who cares! we're having fun! #also for real though I cannot believe seb and charles already karted against each other in 2016 just how far back do they go #sebchal truly is something else #sebchal #bite sized pieces of f1c #wrote some fic and posted it #meo shouting into the void #text

[meova101]

Charles was listening to Lana Del Rey yesterday, I saw him walking behind Seb after the race, that’s plenty to make my sebchal obsessed brain fill in some gaps and drabble about it.

Whoops, I guess? Anyway if anyone has a better explanation why Mr Too-Many-Middle-Names Leclerc was listening to sad songs after a good race yesterday, feel free to let me know lol

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He’s still buzzing from the race.

P6 is far from where he wants to be, he wants to feel champagne on his skin, race suit sticky from the liquid, the taste of victory, but it’s a promise of better times nonetheless.

He’d wanted to share his happiness with Seb, but Seb probably hadn’t heard him calling his name after the race. Possibly off to debrief. Charles gets it.

It takes a few seconds to pull up the race results. Charles quickly wishes he hadn’t, heart breaking for Seb.

He opens up Spotify. One day, he’d be done with sad songs.

#don't even know if this makes any sense to anyone outside of my brain but eh #Charles having his spotify on public is a gift to the fandom and I'm not taking criticism on that bold claim #fanf1ction #charles leclerc #sebchal #wrote some fic and posted it #meo shouting into the void #text #bite sized pieces of f1c