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of-many-fandomss · 5 hours

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PLEASE- IM BEGGING FOR F1 REQUESTS WHILE I FINISH UP MY NEXT FIC

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Right Where You Left Me- TEASER

Ex’s + fake dating + family gathering

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“What are we doing here, Charles?” A long sigh left your lips as you lifted a hand to run through your hair, fingers weaving through until you could pull slightly at the roots in agitation.

The brunette man standing across from you was tense. His shoulder muscles were locked and his jaw was set tightly while his arms were crossed over his chest, “What do you want me to say?” The softness of his tone didn’t match his rigid appearance in the slightest.

A humorless laugh left your lips as you spun on your heels, shaking your head, “I want you to tell me that we’re through with this. With the lies.” Your gaze cut to him once more, face dropping the mocking smile, “We broke up two months ago, Charles. And yet here we are, pretending to still be together at your cousins wedding.”

Leclerc pushed himself off of the counter he had been tensely leaning against, eyes hard as he stalked closer and closer until he was towering over you. Despite the intimidation of his movements, you didn’t so much as bat an eye, staring up at him with daggers of your own.

“This isn’t a good time to tell them,” He spoke lowly, “It’s Sarah’s wedding and we don’t want to take the attention away from her happy day. Not to mention the fact that it would kill our families if we told them.”

Your families. Your families that had been friends since long before the two of you were born. Since your grandfathers were kids.

They would take the breakup almost harder than you did in the beginning. Almost.

A slight scoff escaped your lips, “It’s never a good time.” You reminded him, referring to the multiple occasions the two of you had already had this discussion, “So, what? Do we just keep pretending to be dating? What’s next, a fake marriage? Will the charade continue until I’m walking down the aisle and we’re both bound to this unhappy life forever?”

Something flashed across Charles’s expression as he took a quick, recoiling step backwards.

It was a low blow, and you knew it. And yet, you couldn’t seem to care.

You waited silently for a moment, eyes dancing across the man’s features as he just stared back at you, having already cleared his face of whatever emotions had managed to escape his hold.

“Whatever,” You turned and began making your way out of the room, “But I hope you know that this isn’t gonna be able to go on for much longer. We can barely stand to be in the same room as each other, let alone act as if everything’s okay.”

And it was only the first day out of six that you had to be trapped in this lie.

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COMING SOON

Please let me know if you would like to be added to the taglist for when this is published :)

Taglist: @vicurious28 @janeholt3

#charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1

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of-many-fandomss · 3 days

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F1 requests, anyone?? 👀👀

(maybe the three times__ and the one time __)

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of-many-fandomss · 4 days

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Three times Charles or Max pined for you and the one time they finally did something about it?

Puppy

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x reader

Warnings: slight cursing

A/N: please don’t judge this, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve written anything

Word count: 1.4k

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“Charles? Mr. Leclerc?”

It wasn’t the voice that roused the driver from being trapped in a loop of thoughts within his own mind, it was the gentle but firm nudge against his arm.

His head snapped to the side, his eyebrows up and eyes slightly wide, “Huh?” He breathed out in confusion.

Carlos smirked a bit at his frazzled teammate, “They’re talking to you.”

Charles’s gaze finally floated to the ground below the stage he was sitting upon, where people were sitting in a line, looking up at him expectantly.

He shook his head slightly, lifting his microphone off of his lap and lifting it to his lips, “Sorry, what was that?”

The man that had been asking the question for the press conference looked slightly annoyed, but repeated his question anyway.

Leclerc gave a short answer before his gaze drifted back to the place it had previously been resting, to the person standing in the very back in the crowd, somehow in the middle of a light that made it very easy for his eyes to lock onto.

You, however, were not returning his gaze. Your head was down as you furiously typed away at your tablet, eyebrows furrowed slightly in concentration and as oblivious to the piece of hair that had fallen in front of your face as you were of the formula one driver's stare.

“You’re staring again, mate.” Carlos’s voice floated into his ear in a low murmur as he directed his microphone away from him so as to not pick up on their quiet conversation as the crowd continued without paying them any mind.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” It was a pathetic lie, and they both knew it. Especially since he couldn’t bring himself to tear his eyes off of you long enough to even look at Sainz.

A chuckle escaped the man’s lips and he snickered, “Like a little lost puppy,” He mused.

That was able to finally bring Charles’s eyes away from you and to his teammate, blue orbs narrowing slightly, “Shut it,” Annoyance sat in his tone, though he didn’t bother even trying to deny anything.

Without even looking at you, it was as if the man could sense your movement and turned back to you just in time for you to look up from your device, your eyes locking with his.

“Smile,” You mouthed, knowing very well as his pr that any bad media pictures would not be fun to clean up in the morning.

He did so without hesitation, allowing his face to soften so he didn’t look as stoic as he had when he was addressing Carlos.

You smiled at him in gratitude before returning your gaze to the work you had been previously doing.

“Puppy dog,” This time, when Carlos whispered in a sing-song voice, Charles only allowed his smile to widen.

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“Here,” Charles’s voice was a soft murmur as he all but materialized beside you.

You glanced to his face then to the flute of champagne in his outstretched hand and took it eagerly, imminently taking a generous sip, “Was it that obvious that I needed it?”

He smiled softly, eyes trained on you as you scanned the crowded room of the charity event that the company had all of the current formula one drivers at currently, “I could sense it.”

It wasn’t any secret that this was one of the most important- and therefore stressful- nights of the season so far for you. Not only were you responsible for making sure that Leclerc looked good in the eyes of the public, but your bosses had enlisted in your help with doing the same for all of the other nineteen drivers.

Apparently you had done such an excellent job with Charles that they wanted to place you in charge of this night. You were never one to turn down new opportunities, no matter how much stress you knew it would bring.

Charles, bless him, had remained by your side for almost the entirety of the night so far, remaining like an anchor to your sanity.

From replacing Lando’s drinks with water to having to pull Daniel away from jumping onto a table, the man had helped you with every task without question nor complaint.

“You’ve been such a big help tonight,” You met the drivers gaze, your eyes wide and full of complete gratitude, “Thank you so much for all of this.”

He waved you off, “I don’t mind,” He told you honestly.

A sigh left your lips, “But you should be enjoying yourself-“

“I am.” Charles insisted earnestly, “This is fun.”

You laughed, “Fun?”

“Fun.” He echoed, subconsciously, moving a strand of hair that had fallen into your face without even thinking about it.

Your smile softened as you looked up at him, something flickering in his eyes so fast that you almost missed it. What it was, you didn’t know.

“Thank you,” You spoke again, your voice soft and full of emotion.

Charles just smiled, never once tearing his eyes away from your face.

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“What’s all of this?” Your lips were parted as you spun in place to look around the room, eyes wide.

“Happy birthday!” Carlos cheered excitedly, bounding across the room full of the Ferrari team until he was right in front of you, sweeping you up into his arms in a bone crushing embrace.

“You did all of this?” You gawked up at him when he finally set you down.

“I helped,” He admitted before a large, cheesy grin overtook his features and he waggled his eyebrows up and down, “You’ll never guess who set this all up, though.” His voice was light and teasing.

Your heart swelled in your chest, “Charles,”

As if summoned by the sound of his name falling softly off of your lips, he appeared from within the crowd of red and yellow, joy alight on his features.

“Happy birthday,” He whispered softly as he came to stand by your side, ignoring the smirk Carlos sent him as he slipped away, giving you two some privacy.

The beam that he was met with was as bright as the sun, “Thank you, for all of this. Seriously.”

“There’s no need to thank me.” He smiled, “You do so much for me, this is the least I can do.”

Without thinking much of it, you pushed yourself onto your toes and left a lingering kiss on the man’s cheek, not even noticing his face go red nor his eyes go wide.

“Well, thank you anyway.” You spoke softly when you lowered yourself back to the ground.

“Who wants cake?” Landos voice boomed through the small room, interrupting Charles right as he opened his mouth to say something.

You joined everyone else in your cheers of response, excitedly taking Leclerc's hand in yours and pulling him towards the dessert table.

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“I’m so proud of you,” You lolled your head to the side as you spoke, voice full of nothing but complete confidence and honesty.

Charles shook his head softly from the cushions beside you, “I didn’t get pole position.” Defeat crept into his tone.

“No,” You admitted, “But you got p2. Which is pretty damn close.”

“I-“ He opens his mouth to argue more.

You cut him off by firmly grabbing his hand in your own, angling your body to face him, “None of that.” You spoke strictly, catching onto his gaze being locked in your intertwined hands, “You raced amazing and did the absolute best you could.” You squeezed his hand, “I’m proud of you.”

His eyes flickered up to yours, staring into them for a moment as the briefest look of hesitation overcame his features.

Before you could even begin to question it, however, the man seemed to take a quick breath to muster confidence, before leaning in and connecting his lips with yours.

Your eyes widened briefly- for no more than a split second- and just as he went to pull away, you dove forward, capturing his lips in yours once more.

Before the kiss could deepen too much, you both pulled away slightly to catch your breaths, “I’ve been waiting a very long time to do that.” Charles admitted breathlessly.

You grinned up at him in response, “I’m glad you finally did it.”

#f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 fic #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x y/n

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of-many-fandomss · 5 days

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F1 requests, anyone?? 👀👀

(maybe the three times__ and the one time __)

#charles leclerc x reader #max verstappen x reader #carlos sainz x reader #lando norris x reader #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic

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of-many-fandomss · 1 month

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someone send me domestic fluff daryl dixon requests because oh my god-

#daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon blurb #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #twd #twd x y/n #twd x you #twd x reader #the walking dead x y/n #the walking dead x you #the walking dead blurb #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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New obsession unlocked

Aaron Hotchner requests now open

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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This is random, but I just had the sudden urge to write for prompts of: “The 3 times ___ and the 1 time ___”

If that even makes any sense then please send in requests!!!

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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I know that I’m probably gonna get absolutely no takers but I was rewatching Speed (1994) and would anyone be interested in me writing/ opening requests to write for Jack Traven??

#speed 1994 #speed x reader #jack traven #jack traven x reader #jack traven x you #jack traven x y/n #keanu reeves #keanu reeves x reader #keanu reeves x you #keanu reeves x y/n

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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It was really successful- so I think I’ll do it again.

I’m accepting requests for any of the characters in the tags for Valentines Day!!

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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It was really successful- so I think I’ll do it again.

I’m accepting requests for any of the characters in the tags for Valentines Day!!

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It was really successful- so I think I’ll do it again.

I’m accepting requests for any of the characters in the tags for Valentines Day!!

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of-many-fandomss · 3 months

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I’m gonna do a serious nav makeover soon

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of-many-fandomss · 4 months

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Now accepting Loki requests

#loki x reader #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki blurb #tva!loki

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of-many-fandomss · 4 months

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Mob!AU with Pietro Maximoff x Stark!daughter reader? Either they’re from rival mafias or Pietro works for the Stark family, whatever you think works best. Maybe a Romeo & Juliet vibe where they see each in secret, but with a happier ending?

AHHH IM OBSESSED WITH THIS- THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING

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“Guess who,” That infuriatingly flirtatious voice floated into your ear, the breath of its owner hot against the back of your neck.

“Stop,” You huffed, trying to push yourself out of the arm he had slid around your waist, not playing into his game. You ignored the butterflies that had erupted in your stomach and the fire that lingered wherever he touched, “We can’t do this right now.”

Pietro smirked down at you as you pivoted to look at him, an all too familiar glint of mischief lingering in his eyes, “I couldn’t think of a better place.” He tried to play it off innocently, but you knew better.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest, desperately trying to convey that you were annoyed at being pulled into a random supply closet you had been walking past on your way to the kitchen. He didn’t need to know how the crammed conditions to him were making you feel.

“My dad will actually kill you, Maximoff.” You tsked, “We already know that he’s just looking for an excuse to do it.”

It was then his turn to roll his eyes, though there was a great playfulness about him as he did so, “Psh, we both know I’m his favorite employee.”

Employee was a loose term for deadly assassin.

And while Pietro might not be Tony’s favorite, he definitely was one of the biggest assets.

“No,” You poked his chest, the task itself not being difficult considering you had mere inches apart between you two already, “We both know that you enjoy pissing him off a little too much.”

“The don would’ve killed me long ago if that’s what he had wanted.” The man gently took your hand off his chest and held it in his own, squeezing it once.

You sighed irritably, eyes fluttering shut as you suddenly softened and spoke, “We can’t keep sneaking around like this, Piet.”

He smirked, leaning close and beginning to leave a trail of kisses along your exposed neck- you, unable to help yourself, sighing slightly and titling your head back as he did so.

“And why not?” He muttered against your skin, “It’s so much fun.”

Before he could get much further, you got ahold of yourself and mustered every bit of strength that you could to gently push him away.

His eyebrows furrowed momentarily as you gingerly took his face in your hands, making him look you in the eyes.

“I don’t want to keep sneaking around anymore.” You clarified in a whisper.

For once, the man was silent, his eyes searching yours for some unknown purpose.

After a few moments, he finally breathed out, “I don’t either.”

“Good.” You took his hands into yours, being the one to squeeze them this time, almost eagerly, “Then let’s not. I’m tired of acting as if I don’t know you whenever we’re in the same room as others.”

Pietro carefully detached one of his hands from yours and swept a stray piece of hair behind your ears, “Weren’t you just the one saying that your dad will kill me?”

“I won’t let him.” You promised earnestly.

He was silent for another moment before he leaned in and softly captured your lips against his, “Then let’s do it.” He breathed out when he pulled away, “No more hiding. No more lies.”

A genuine smile broke out onto your face, “I can’t wait.”

#mafia!pietro #pietro maximoff blurb #pietro maximoff x reader #avengers blurb

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of-many-fandomss · 4 months

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Guess who loves mafia!au’s?? *raises hand* I do! Send in some requests :)

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of-many-fandomss · 4 months

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Kraven the Hunter requests??

#kraven the hunter #kraven the hunter x reader #sergei kravinoff #sergei kravinoff x reader #sergei kravinoff x you #sergei kravinoff x y/n #marvel x reader #marvel #mcu #mcu x reader

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