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[williamsmybeloved]

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[adventuringblind]

charles having a baby fever

Father Material

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Genre: fluff but also kinda smutty

Request: I saw this and my brain immediately went down the gutter. I appreciate you for this request 🙏 also my requests are open so send me things

Summary: Charles gets a case of baby fever and you're willing to indulge him ;)

Warnings: sexual themes ahead, not the whole thing but it's definitely in there. Talks of pregnancy.

Notes: I would be lying if I said I'm not a hoe for this man. Written in third person.

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Charles had managed to take notice of every child in the paddock that day.

He'd recently been noticing small things. Things like baby clothes, small children, family interactions.

He'd watched Sergio and Kevin with their kids. Seb had brought his family around. It was starting to get to him.

He'd be lying if he said he didn't want kids. Starting a family was always a dream of his. Something him and his wife talked about often. They just hadn't really tried for a baby.

He knew she was at their house. Waiting for him to come home with groceries. It felt peaceful compared to the life they lived during race season.

As he walked, he could pick out every family. Kids bundled up in their winter clothes. Adults holding them upright so they don't slip and fall.

He could hardly take it. He's never walked home so fast in his life.

She was in the kitchen when he appeared behind her in the doorway. She was prepping to make dinner.

Charles looked disheveled, out of breath. She was concerned and yet simultaneously turned on by his appearance.

"Are you alright?" She asked. Charles quickly came back to his senses. Dropped the bass on the floor and wrapped her in a hug.

"We should have a baby." He was looking directly into her eyes. His face completely straight.

She was taken off guard for a moment. Then, realizing the proposal, she started excitedly shaking her head.

Charles was waiting no time. Vigorously kissing her lips. Heavy but passionate.

She was giggling at him. "What are you laughing at?" He asked as he swiftly picked her up and set her on the counter.

"Nothing, I just find you adorable."

He was mumbling French into her collarbone and Italian into her chest. Letting his hands roam her body freely.

"You are so beautiful. Soon, you will become a goddess. Pregnant with our child." He cradled her face in his hands.

"Charles I swear if you don't stop teasing-" She couldn't get any farther as Charles practically ripped her clothes off. Now left in only her underwear.

He ran his fingers lightly across her now bare skin. Memorizing the feeling. Paying attention to the way she reacted to his touch.

His shirt and jeans were next. His lips only breaking away from her for a second. Her fingers begin tracing every line on his body. The way his chest was rising and falling in rapid succession.

“Mon Amour, shall we start here, then maybe move to the couch, then into the bedroom.” He’s voice is dripping with need. He is going to take her on every piece of furniture even if it takes all night.

Her brain was already turned off. The act of thinking to much with the feeling of his fingers worshiping her. She practically fell into him, humming her approval.

Charles lifted her for a second, her only remaining garment now tossed aside.

Then he took her on the counter, then again on the chair, the dining room table and the couch. Finally they made it to the bed where Charles made love to her softly. Her body trembling with every ministration.

Charles is the ‘king of aftercare’ as she likes to call him. Something he occasionally gloated about. Much to Pierre's dismay.

He grabbed a wet rag and a cup of water. Using the rag to clean off the bodily fluids that covered both of them.

She curled her body into Charles. Her head rested on his chest.

"I think you'll make a great dad." She mumbles. Charles laughs at the notion.

"Why do you think that Mon chère?"

"You just seem like father material, ya know."

"Guess I should learn some dad joke then." The two were both laughing now.

Basking in eachothers presence. Fantasizing about what life will be like with a growing family.

#x reader #fanficion #f1 fic #formula one #formula 1 #racing #charles leclerc x reader #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc x you #charles lechair #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc is a simp and you can't change my mind #charles leclerc #charles #leclerc #cl16 #cl16 x reader #charles leclerc imagine #ferrari formula one #scuderia ferrari #ferrari racing #ferrari #ferrari f1 #formula racing #racing driver #fluff #smut #f1 imagine #open requests #max verstappen

[jax-arts]

The Storyboard glow up ~

#viggo grimborn #rtte viggo #httyd fanart #httyd rtte #httyd series #how to train your dragon #httyd viggo #digital art #digital fanart #fanart #dragons race to the edge #race to the edge #i simp for this man #storyboard #httyd #httyd fandom #httyd franchise

[laundrypause]

#logan sargeant #williams racing #f1 #now im not saying im simping #nor am i saying im not #but...

[dr3smile]

Redbull have never gone to this level for a show run. I know they want to make it big in the US and using Daniel is a sure fire way to do that, but making a whole entire event surrounding a guy that’s technically not on their team is insane to me. What is going on in Nashville?

#daniel ricciardo #danny ric #dr3 #ric3 #redbull racing #rbr dan #red bull daniel #oracle red bull racing #his **** is really that huge #big **** energy #Nashville #Nashville show run #they love him so much as they should #still insane simp behaviour

[ihavenothingwittytosay]

Vox is “Cannibal” by Tally Hall coded and you cannot convince me otherwise (for Alastor specifically because the mouse on my radiostatic/radiosilence hamsterwheel is training for a 5k)

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #vox #headcanon #tally hall #alastor #he’s a simp and there’s nothing we can do about that #the infection has reached his central nervous system #if he was a race horse he would need to be shot

[f1-stuff]

His eyes are literally shining when he’s talking about Carlos… babyyyyy

your fond eyes are showing sharl...

#wait until he sees carlos tho and realizes how upset he is 😭 #why can't both drivers have a good race that isn't just finishing P4-P5 i s2g #anyway im sorry for bringing emo vibes to the cute simp post #charlos #anon #ask

[rainystressed247]

Throw back to one of the crackier AU because my soul demands for it >:D

#dream fanart #georgenotfound fanart #sapnap fanart #dreamteam #wilbur fanart #technoblade fanart #rivalsduo #race queen dream au #Or should I say #simp or not simp #rainystressedart

[psudopod]

Can we not keep saying the entire goddamn Japanese playerbase is so racist they've swung every fest so far now? Individuals can have their own issues, but please don't say the majority of the Japanese playerbase is motivated by racism. Clearly they care more about food names than skin color here. The Japanese playerbase of Splatoon is not a machine of institutional racism. Overt racists are not the majority of the Japanese Splatoon playerbase.

The sore losers who don't know how to take a fair loss with a smile mix with these insane conspiracies that validate their poor sportsmanship and we get dumpster fires.

Most of these fests get decided by less than 5% score distribution. It's hardly a statistically robust measure, intentionally! So underdogs can win!

Just play tricolor if you're good at PVP, do your best in other modes if you aren't.

#splatfest #splatoon #splatoon 3 #discourse #can we put the “simpspiracy” to rest? there's no grand conspiracy of shiver simps who just like her race

[disasterace1]

Sir, there are cameras watching

#max cant keep his eyes of Charles #the biggest simp #so good to have them on the podium together #even if it was a 1-3 instead of a 1-2 #max verstappen #charles leclerc #lestappen #f1 #redbull racing #ferrari #1633

[feraltwinkseb]

October 3, 2009 - Suzuka, Japan Source: TOSHIFUMI KITAMURA/AFP via Getty Images

#THIS is the man we're all simping over #im okay with that #sebastian vettel #red bull racing #red bull seb #2009 #f1 #sv5

[adventuringblind]

omg can you please do another forbidden love one with charles leclerc? maybe like a verstappen!reader or smth? angst to fluff please!

Red and Blue

Charles Leclerx x Verstappen!reader

Genre: angst and fluff

Request: Forbidden love is my secret love language. My requests are open. I'm in the mood for some angsty things. I'm challenging y'all to sent me your angstiest ideas. ;)

Summary: Jos was never the best parent. Often leaving Max in the position of protector over his sisters. He knew men were dangerous and unpredictable. So when he finds out his sister is in love with Charles Leclerc, he's not the happiest.

Warnings: mentions of abuse, Jos Verstappen, trauma, mentions of sexual assult

Notes: written in second person

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The Verstappens had always been an interesting family. Your father never taught you about how to love yourself or others. He kept you and your siblings away from anything he deemed a distraction and didn't hesitate to slander and become aggressive if he didn't like something.

Max was often left in the position of making sure his sisters were safe from Jos. The way your father treated your family making him wary of any male who even remotley came close to you.

He'd been happy when Victoria found someone. A male who treats her right. It wasn't something any if them were extremely used to.

His younger sister was a different story. You often found yourself falling for guys who were like your father.

Max had gotten into a few fist fights with your boyfriends. None of them ever treated you right, and he was left to pick up the peices. Jos told you it was your fault.

You'd had a boyfriend for a few months now. Even though he wasn't your first pick, Max wouldn't allow you to date who you wanted to.

Charles Leclerc. His emotional support rival. Max didn't care if he was a good guy or not. He didn't want you anywhere near him.

Thankfully, Max didn't care if you were friends with the grid. This means you could talk to Charles. You two had been friends for years now. He'd even been through a couple of rough breakups with you. You spent your nights crying in at his place instead of going to Max. He hated picking you up from your boyfriends house beaten and bruised.

He ranted to you about his problems at Ferrari. Helped through a few mentally rough patches. He had definitely fallen for you over the course of a few years

But you settled for your current boyfriend. Somone who for once was treating you like a person and not a piece of meat.

Max was skeptical of him. He said it was the way he looked at you. You said he wouldn't like any boyfriends.

Charles was also skeptical of him. You'd had a habit of falling fast and then being gaslit into thinking everything was okay. He was more cautious for your safety.

Everything had been going great. Until you came home from a race weekend. Back to Monaco with Max and everyone else who lives there.

Pictures of you and Charles were circling Twitter. Everyone is saying that you two look good together. Something your boyfriends didn't appreciate.

He did unspeakable things that night. Proudly claimed that he would make you remember that you're his.

Marks litter your body. Your voice is hoarse from screaming at him to stop.

He stormed out of the house when he was done. Leaving you there in a puddle of sobs.

You didn't hesitate to grab a bag and leave the house. Walking to whoever was closest.

You find yourself at Charles' door. Knocking with no hope of him opening it to you. Shocked when he did.

His face immediately fell. "What happened chère?"

Sobs wrack your body as your mind replays the events. Charles went to hug you, but you flinched away instead. That's how he knew it was bad.

He let you in. His mind trying to process all the options. He watched her curl up in bed. Unmoving. Broken.

You ended up staying at his house for days. Even when he was away for races.

You told Max you'd broken up with your boyfriend. Something he was proud of you for. If he knew the reason, he would start a fight. You didn't want to be the reason he lost his seat because he ended up in jail.

It took a couple of months for you to go out and see people again. Still hesitant with your trust and now severe dislike of men.

Charles was good, though. He showed you kindness and patience through the whole thing. He let you talk to him about what happened. Held you through nightmares. It felt unreal in a way.

Six months in, and you two were practically domesticated. Somehow, avoiding max through the whole thing. Though he is getting suspicious that you were hiding something from him.

You and Charles were home. Eating his favorite cheat food, which you made, considering he can't cook.

It was blissful. Soft music is playing in the background. The two of you laughing at at everything and nothing.

Then it slipped. "God, I love you so much." The words fell out of your mouth before you could process them. Shock hits your stomach, and a hand flies over your mouth. "I'm so sorry - i just - I don't know what came over me."

Charles was smiling at you. He was elated. He pulls your hands away from you and holds them gently. "I love you too."

~

You two took things incredibly slow. You didn't want to lose him because of your past experiences. Regardless, it felt right this time. Like somehow, you were made for each other.

You started going to races again. Secretly cheering on Charles from the Redbull garage.

Max was becoming increasingly suspicious. Asking all the time where you were staying now.

You dodged all his questions with ease. The practice you'd had since early in life is coming in handy. You knew Max was just trying to keep you safe. It was ingrained in him.

So when he saw you sneaking out of the garage, he decided to follow you. Tailing far enough behind that you wouldn’t see him.

You stopped at the outer door of Charles’ driver room, waiting patiently for him to let you in. Practically smothering him in love when he opens it.

To say Max was livid was an understatement. He was absolutely furious.

Max was you to your hotel room. Watches you go inside. Then he waits almost an hour outside your door until you leave again.

"Where are you going?"

You jump at the sound of his voice. The air in your lungs is gone. You take heavy breaths before you answer him.

"Just heading down to the bar."

"All alone and dressed up?"

"Who knows, I might meet my one true love."

Rage flashes through Max's eyes, his hand slamming the wall he is leaning on. "Dammit Y/N! I saw you with him. Of all people, why Charles?"

You could tell he was frustrated with you, with himself, and the entire situation.

"He treats me right. He hasn't laid a hand on me without asking first. He hasn't marked my body in unpleasant ways." She was crying now. The events from the night you appeared at Charles' door were slithering their way back into your brain. "He took me in after my previous boyfriend did some awful stuff to me, Max."

Oh. Max was stunned. Why had you not told him? Were you scared of him? The one thing he never wanted to happen was happening. He rubs his face in regret of lashing out at you and confusion of why you didn't want to say anything.

"I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

"Can you at least give him a chance. Please?"

Max let out an irritated sigh. At least with Charles, he could keep a close eye on you two. "Fine."

~

When you got back to Monaco, you invited Max and Kelly over for dinner. Max had promised to be civil, and you reassured Charles that he would be alive tomorrow countless times.

The four of you sat at the table. You and Kelly were trying to ease the tension with some small talk. Charles was practically shaking, and Max had yet to move his unrelenting gaze elsewhere.

"Max, I can feel you trying to kill him with your eyes." Kelly playfully hit his shoulder, hoping to divert his attention. Her attempt was unsuccessful.

"How long has this been going on?" Max finally asked. The first thing he'd said all night.

Charles wasn't breathing anymore, so you answered for him. "I've been living here for ten months, but we've only been together for four."

Max looks directly at Charles, who is still doing his best to look anywhere else. His nervous laugh not helping the situation.

"Look, Charles, I'm sorry I haven't been the greatest about this whole thing. I'm sure you've heard stories about why our family dynamic is the way it is." Max's expression softens. Charles is able to finally breathe again and nods his head understandingly.

Max flicks his gaze between the two of you now. Kelly places a reassuring hand on his arm. "That being said, I think you'll take care of her." His relaxed smile finally lightens the mood.

"Thank you, Max." Charles sighs out.

"Now, if you ever hurt her, even a toe out of line, I will not hesitate to crash into you at every race."

Max laughed at himself to impy his joking manner. The rest of you chuckling at the now eased tension.

You can't help but find Charles eyes, staring out you comfortingly. Nothing but love in his gaze. His eyes that told you he would love you in the way you deserved.

#x reader #fanficion #f1 fic #formula one #angst #formula 1 #racing #max verstappen #charles leclerc x reader #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc fic #charles lechair #charles leclerc is a simp and you can't change my mind #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x female reader #max verstappen is a protector #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #ferrari formula one #scuderia ferrari #ferrari #ferrari racing #forza ferrari #red bull formula 1 #redbull f1 #redbull #redbull racing

[jax-arts]

Working on a bigger pic rn so today its just some rough doodles

#viggo grimborn #httyd viggo #rtte viggo #how to train your dragon #httyd dragons #httyd fanart #httyd fandom #httyd rtte #httyd series #fanart #digital fanart #digital art #i simp for this man #httyd skrill #fandom #dragons race to the edge

[skitskatdacat63]

2005 Hungarian Grand Prix - Kimi Räikkönen, Michael Schumacher & Ralf Schumacher(my personal post-race highlights)

+ bonus Renault boys

#that last gif of the toyota crew is still making me lose it LMAO #just the way he fumbles the bottle but they still manage to save it and then the ferrari guy catches his perfectly #I love the way they were just following nando walking like it was some nature doc(reminds me of kimi monaco 2006) #but the way nando kept his helmet on tho ;;; even tho ik he wins wdc it still makes me sad not seeing him on the podium #ralf and michael on the same podium!! im so soft AAAAAHHH #yes okay those gifs of kimi and schumi individually are simp propaganda i wont deny it #(also like i said last race jfc the unreliability of the mclaren truly is their downfall istg they cant go one race without DNFing) #kimi raikkonen #michael schumacher #schumi #ralf schumacher #fernando alonso #giancarlo fisichella #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #we do a little bit of f1 #(2005: 13/19 races watched) #hungarian gp 2005

[safetycar-restart]

Ok ok ok

Pierre did so well in the sprint (I locked myself in the bathroom to watch the last two laps so I was not interrupted) and he did it at a track that is so emotional for him every weekend.

Everyone is celebrating with him and for him, and he’s hugged by all the team and his friends and he has a huge smile and he is so so so so so happy. He’s glowing, it almost doesn’t matter what his result is on Sunday, what he did in the sprint is going to lift him and have him walking on clouds.

But you know Pierre. He has to come down eventually, and you’re ready to catch him when he does. As soon as he’s alone with you, he just sort of sighs really heavily and then he’s crying. They’re good tears, of course they are, but he’s so overcome with emotion and you’re safe so he can let them out with you. He is so happy and he’s hugging you and somehow you end up on the couch with his head in your lap and you’re stroking his hair as he naps. And when he wakes up you two are going to have a little mini celebration and as soon as the weekend is over you’re flying to whatever tropical location Pierre has chosen for the break and you’re going to pamper each other for at least two straight weeks.

Everyone look at the amazing thoughts my sub has!! I love this, it's so sweet and also so soft.

So firstly, of course Pierre is so happy when he gets that podium. He truly didnt expect it at all, but honestly he really needed it. He had been working so hard and been through so much and to see it finally show at a weekend that was already so emotionally charged? He needed that. He really did.

And I actually think he might avoid you at first? He's so overwhelmed with emotions and even though he's so happy, he also knows that it'll come crashing down soon. And he especially knows that he'll break when he gets alone with you. He can hide his emotions very well, just refuse to feel things, but he can't do that when he's with you.

At first you're confused when Pierre doesn't hug you immediately, but then he glances at you and shakes his head a little bit, and you realise what's happened. You get it then.

He just wants to enjoy the happiness for a little bit before it all comes cashing down, so you give him that.

You stand a bit further back and watch him celebrate with his team, watch him take pictures and cheer and get hugged by every team member. He's happier than you've seen him in a long time.

He celebrates with the team and goes through interviews on a high, barely able to stop smiling. After media, it's time for a few more pictures and then he's finally finished with it all.

He takes your hand the moment it's over and takes you to his driver room. He closes the door behind you two and locks it, not wanting anyone else to see this.

He sits down on the little couch, rests his head in his hands and just takes a few breaths. You don't sit down, knowing that he'll tell you when he wants you. He just needs a moment to sit down and breath for a little bit on his own.

But he needs you to be there. He would feel too lost and vulnerable if you weren't there. He just needs you with him.

And then when he's ready, he stands up and just sighs.

You open your arms and he steps right in, resting against your shoulder and holding you tight. He breathes for a few more seconds and then the tears start.

He cries for a good while, and to be honest he's not even entirely sure what he's crying about. He's happy, he knows he is. But the entire weekend has always been very emotional and his team has been given him so much stress and now he's gotten a sprint podium and it's all just a little too much.

You don't say anything, just holding him close and letting him cry it out. Pierre feels a lot of emotions very intensely, and you've learned that sometimes what he needs from you is a safe space to feel them, not any advice or to be asked to talk. He just needs to feel.

When he stops crying, his grip on you lessens but he leans against you more, letting you take more of his weight. So you gently lead him back to the couch, sitting down and directing him to lay with his head on your lap.

That's how his trainer finds you two an hour later.

#pg #soft soft vibes #gn!reader #gonna make a shels being a simp tag #post race vibes

[epicwin64]

I keep seeing that scene from Rebirth of Aerith and Tifa in swimsuits and I’m so tired of people going “AAAAAH WOMEN AAAAH HOT HOT BARK BARK WOOF WOOF GRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRR” over it. Keep it to yourselves people. And the fact that some of these people were the same who complained about Tifa’s design in 7R says a lot (they gave her a BRA? Unforgivable.). People who say stuff like this: “The West is doomed because they don’t make hot video game characters! Glory to Japan, the only country that dares to give female video game characters bikinis!”

-A guy who’s never seen the sun in their entire life

You can enjoy a character’s design, but a character’s design is superfluous to their actual character. If you think they’re hot, then good, that’s not exactly the most controversial opinion in the world. But remember, Aerith and Tifa aren’t real!

GamerGate isn’t dead, sadly. In fact, it’s only gotten much worse. And no, the West isn’t erasing attractive characters, have you seen Black Cat in the Spider-Man games, or Astarion from Baldur’s Gate 3? Games like Stellar Blade and the AerTi swimsuit scene in Rebirth are also not a sign that Japan (I know South Korea and Japan are different countries but try telling these people that, they can’t tell the difference) is the only country brave enough to make hot female characters. How about we talk about how Cloud is shirtless in that scene as well. Y’know, I hear Cloud and Sephiroth have quite the following with women….but you guys would burn down a city block if you found out that women can be attracted to men.

#ff7 rebirth #complaining #gamergate and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race #that era never ended #uncontroversial opinion #don’t be a simp; touch grass #ugh i hate them #i don’t like sefikura but at least you guys are better than the anti-sjw community #that’s my opinion so you oughta respect it #rambling #stellar blade is weeb bait i’m sorry but it’s true #touch grass