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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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Hurt And Afraid

Pairing : Carlos x fem!oc.

Warnings : PTSD, drowning, mentions of being attacked.

Plot : The story of how Nova received her scar and a rather scary nightmare.

Pronouns used : he/him for Carlos, she/her Nova.

Note : All oc’s belong to me, please do not copy or steal any of my oc’s details. Thanks.

Info : Info about Nova here! Also, Carlos will probably be ooc but it’s a fic so that much is obvious I guess.

Word count : 1.6k words.

OC taglist : @pochi-moochika @fairchildflag

OC Masterlist here!

Nova paced the room, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. She’d been doing this since she’d arrived home from school at 3:15, it was currently about to hit 5pm. She knew her mother would give her a huge telling off once she was home from work.

Carlos sat on her bed, watching her helplessly. He had tried doing everything within his power to calm her down, even using his gift to shift into her just to make her laugh- which usually worked a treat, he loved seeing her laugh. He eyed her, “Look, maybe it won’t be as bad as you think.” Carlos told her for the 50th time in the past hour.

“Carlos, I skipped classes to go to the nurse’s office, I didn’t tell Noemi where I was for the whole duration of that and then I sprinted home just so she wouldn’t have to see my face like this. The school will have notified my parents somehow of my absence, or worse, they’ll give a ‘your child was sent to the nurse's office today’ slip to Noemi to bring home.” She reminded him.

He sighed, running a hand down his face as he ruffled his hair slightly, “I still can’t believe he did that to you.” Carlos groaned.

“I can’t believe you nearly killed him, you could’ve been suspended!” Nova exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air to emphasise the seriousness of what he did.

“It would’ve been worth it.” Carlos shrugged, nonchalantly.

Nova shook her head, a fond smile on her face as she stared at her best friend of eight years. Her eyes soon drifted to glance out of her bedroom window, “they’re back.” She told him.

She glanced over her shoulder, staring at the door, her left eye was covered by her red hair as she waited for her mother to fling the door open.

It didn’t take long. The door was thrown open and in walked her… sister?

“Where were you today, Nova?! I was worried sick!” The smaller girl whispered as she threw her arms around her sister.

Nova took in her scent of sunflowers as she slowly wrapped her arms around her sister's frame, “I’m fine, Noemi. There was just a problem at school, that’s all.” She reassured the brunette as she pulled out of the hug.

“What happened?” Noemi questioned.

“That’s what I’d like to know too.” Nova heard from behind her, she quickly whipped her head around at the voice, her hair flying away from her face momentarily- only realising what had happened when she heard Noemi gasp loudly.

Nova turned to Carlos, giving him a hopeful look. He watched her before nodding and standing up, “Hey, Noemi. I heard Cami say he was gonna be at the flower garden before tía Julieta makes dinner, shall we go and join him?” He asked, placing a hand on the younger girl's shoulder.

“C-camilo? Are you sure?” She asked, hesitantly turning her attention away from Nova. The older girl soon felt a pair of hands on her cheeks, inspecting her face.

“Yeah, he likes to go there to relax and watch the butterflies.” Carlos responded, guiding her out of the room.

He glanced over his shoulder and watched Nova’s face distort in discomfort before he followed Noemi down the stairs and out of the door.

Nova stared at her mother, “who did this to you?” Her mother asked her.

“Just some boy from school. I missed classes because I was in the nurse's office.” She let Sofia know.

“I want a name, Novalee.” Sofia responded, sternly.

Nova gulped, using her full name, she knew her mother wasn’t messing around, “Lukas, Lukas Gonzalez.” Nova sighed, pulling her face from her mother’s grip.

“The farmer’s son?” She asked. Nova nodded. “I’m going down there to have a word, meanwhile, your father will take you to Julieta’s stall so it can heal properly.” She told her, turning on her heel and leaving the room.

Nova stared after her, throwing her head back and letting out a groan before sprinting after her, “Mamá, don’t! You’ll make it worse, plus, Carlos already stuck up for me!” Nova pleaded, staring at her mother.

“Novalee, you are eleven years old and a boy has seriously harmed you with what I can only assume was a knife. I’m not letting this go unpunished.” Sofia told her.

“He hasn’t gone unpunished, Carlos dealt with it!” Nova exclaimed. “Please mami, don’t go there with all guns blazing.” She pleaded, grabbing her mother’s arm gently.

Sofia sighed, staring at her daughter, “okay, fine. Let’s just get you to Julieta’s stall.”

“She won’t be there now, mamá. Plus, I kinda like the thought of the scar.” Nova shrugged, a small smile playing on her lips.

Sofia eyed her daughter, shaking her head before groaning, “Fine, come on, we need to get some ice on that and hope it doesn’t get worse- if it does, you’ll be seeing Julieta immediately.” She let her know as the pair of them began walking back towards their home.

The pair arrived home and Nova was immediately handed some ice as she sat down on the couch beside her father, “rough day, kiddo?” The older man asked, looking up from his newspaper and seeing his middle child with ice covering half of her face.

“Like you wouldn’t believe.” Nova mumbled, letting a small smile show from behind the ice as she rested her head on her fathers shoulder and began to read the newspaper with him.

Later that night, the twins lay in their bunk bed. Nova held tightly to a stuffed leopard that her father had bought her for her third birthday, she held the leopard close to her chest as she closed her eyes, trying her hardest to drift off to sleep.

“What happened for Lukas to slice you?” Noemi asked from beneath her.

Nova’s eyes flickered open once more before she opened her mouth to speak, “We were having a fight,” Nova told her sister, “he pulled his penknife out and decided to take a swing at me.” Nova let her know.

“What were you fighting about?” Noemi questioned.

“Uh, he said some shit about Carlos,” Nova shrugged, “I wasn’t gonna stand for it so I threw a punch.”

“You really like him, huh?” Noemi asked, cocking a brow.

Nova sighed, hiding the smile on her face with the leopard even though she knew her sister couldn’t see her, “What about you and Camilo, huh? I saw the way your eyes lit up when Carlos mentioned he’d be at the flower garden.” Nova responded. A soft squeal came from the bunk beneath her, causing a satisfied smile to cross Nova’s face as a soft chuckle left the redhead's mouth.

“I don’t know what it is about him, Nova. He just… he brings me so much happiness and joy. He’s cute and talented and just adorable. I mean, how couldn’t you like him?” Noemi gushed.

Nova rolled her eyes adoringly before a smile settled on her face, “Don’t worry, Noe, I’m sure he feels the same about you. How could he not? You’re adorable.” Nova told the slightly younger girl.

Noemi shook her head, a smile adorning her features as she rolled onto her side, “Goodnight, Nova.” She told the older girl, quickly drifting into a deep sleep.

Nova yawned slightly, “Goodnight.” She whispered as she began tossing and turning, trying her best to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

“Nova! Novalee!” Nova heard her mamá’s frantic calls of her name.

“Mamá! Papá!” Nova called out, trying her best to stay on the surface of the water.

“Nova! Where are you?!” Her father’s worried voice rang out.

Nova tried to scream out, tried to call out to them but water began to fill her lungs. Panic quickly set in within the young girl as she fought for air, trying her best to make it back to the surface of the river. Her arms flailed frantically, her eyes closing momentarily as she felt her small body hit the riverbed at the bottom.

Nova awoke in a sweat, throwing her body up into a sitting position as her blankets fell from her body, tears slipped down her face and her breathing was heavy.

She slowly reached out for her stuffed leopard, grabbing it within her clammy palms as she slowly made her way down the ladders of her bed. She stared at her sister momentarily before carefully climbing into the younger girl’s bed, Noemi’s eyes flickered open at the newfound weight on her bed. “Another nightmare?” The brunette asked as she pushed herself up and rubbed at her eyes.

“Mmhmm.” Nova nodded sleepily as she curled up beside her sister.

Noemi immediately wrapped her arms around the slightly older girl and began to comb her fingers through the redhead’s sweat covered hair, “It’s okay, No. Everything’s okay. You’re not at that river anymore, you’re safe. I promise. I’m not gonna let anything like that happen to you ever again.” Noemi spoke the words she had reassured the fear stricken older girl with so many times in her life since the incident.

Nova’s breathing began to calm down as she held onto her sister, as if she may disappear at any time. Noemi let out a soft sigh, kissing the older girl’s forehead as she watched her slowly drift into a more comfortable sleep.

Noemi slowly laid her head on the pillow, letting sleep take over her entire being once again as she held her sister close, making sure the older girl was safe from any and all harm.

Holaaaaa! Hi! Helloooo! So, idk how many of y’all will be interested in my oc fics but I wanted to start publishing them so here’s the first one with my Encanto oc! 🤪 So here’s a little insight to how Nova received her scar and what happened to her when she was around five years old. Please do lemme know what y’all think tho angels! 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe. Mwaaaah! 💖

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thecastillosisters · 2 years

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M… Move your hand and just kiss me ffs!

{art by the amazing @pochi-moochika 🥰}

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va1entinesg4l · 2 months

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you’re my fucking star

pairing: charles leclerc x model!reader

summary: what happens when Charles meets his celebrity crush?

warning: tiny bit of fluff, f! receiving, slight breeding kink

Charles always had his eye on you. Even during his teenage years, watching you grow up to be a model. In interviews, he’s mentioned having a crush on you, how he’d wish to meet you. He’s been to a few shows to watch you, you were absolutely stunning. He’s even bought a few magazines that has you on the cover.

He was staring again, a Nova Cora crêpe satin dress made by Vivienne Westwood hugging your curves perfectly, your hair flowing down your shoulders, your smile lighting the room up. He takes notice of every single detail about you.

The party was at the Mclaren driver’s house and you were invited. Lando and you had been childhood best friends and he always invited you to watch his races which to everyone’s surprise, they figured you were both dating which made Charles’s blood boil.

“You alright, mate?” Charles snaps out of his trance when he heard Carlos’s voice, turning around to see him handing a glass of champagne.

“M’ fine.” Charles grumps as he downs his champagne, keeping his sharp gaze on you when Lando comes from behind, placing a palm on your back.

Carlos shrugs at his grumpiness before heading off for another glass of champagne. Charles was left in his thoughts, wondering if he should make a move.

You could feel Charles’s gaze burning a hole through you, little did he know. Lando knew that he had a thing for you but he never says anything about it. You excuse yourself from the conversation as you head to the restroom and Charles took that opportunity to follow you.

Your heart slightly jumps when you see Charles leaning against the wall, straightening his back when he sees you come out of the bathroom.

He clears his throat, “Sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you. I was just-”

“Following me?”

Charles’s cheek burn with embarrassment, quickly denying the fact that he was following and watching you. You smile at his expression, ‘cute’ you thought.

“I just need to use to restroom as well.” What a shit lie, Charles. He mentally curses in French, making you giggle. “At the women’s bathroom?”

“N-No, I um. I wanted to ask if you’d join me for dinner tomorrow night.” Charles was nervous, it might seem a little rushed, considering he followed you to the bathroom just to ask you out, he could’ve waited till the night ended but he didn’t.

Your heart flutters in surprise and so did your answer.

“I’d love to, Charles.” Charles couldn’t help but let out a sheepish smile, his heart feeling giddy.

“I’ll see you tomorrow night then.” He smiles before you give him a nod, walking back to the crowd as he watches the way your body moves.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

It was the night you were having dinner with Charles. You liked Charles, more than you expected. Those sneaky glances he gave when he thought you wouldn’t notice, those nice gestures he made whenever he tried to impress you.

You felt the same way he did, ever since he made his debut in formula 2. The first time you actually met him was when Lando won his first podium, everyone was rushing to take pictures of him, bumping into each other when you bumped into Charles, a digital camera of yours that you dearly loved slipping from your hands.

It broke and Charles couldn’t help but feel bad. You shrugged it off saying it was fine but Charles insisted on buying a new one for you, which he did.

He left it for you in the Mclaren garage, a small apology note that wrote,

‘sorry for breaking your camera, hope this one fills new memories, C.L.’

Reading that note instantly made you fell for him. You never told anyone, not even Lando.

You arrive at the restaurant Charles insisted on going, walking inside as you glance around to look for him. There he was.

The sight of him wearing a suit with those glasses made your clit throb, you kept a straight face before walking over to him. He sees you and his smile beams, he gets up from his seat, pulling your chair out for you to sit.

You smile, giving him a small thanks as he sits down as well.

“tu es magnifique..” you look beautiful. He mutters, his gaze taking every inch of you, his heart pounding in his chest.

“tu es beau toi-même.” you look handsome yourself. Charles stops, looking at you in surprise. He didn’t expect you to speak French. “You speak French?” He grins.

You laugh softly with a nod, shrugging. “You could say that.”

Charles lets out another grin, the love of his life a gorgeous woman who spoke French as well, you have him on a tight leash.

This is going to be a long night.

You were glad dinner went well with Charles tonight. You both spoke about your dreams, your hobbies, your careers, anything to know about each other. You listened to him explain about his love for driving, how it’s because of his late father.

You were both on the way back to his apartment, the ride silent as the soft music plays through the radio.

Charles sneaks a glance when he notices the way you bit your lip, the way your thighs were clenched. Blood rushing straight to his cock. He keeps his attention to the road, his mind filled with the thoughts of fucking you.

He parked his car in the driveway, opening the car door for you as he leads you inside his apartment. It was comfy, there were pictures of him hung up on the wall. His trophies arranged nicely on the cabinet.

He watches the way your hips move and he swallows hard, trying his best not to bend you over the couch and fuck you.

“Do you want anything to drink?” He asks and you shake your head, “I’m alright, thanks.”

Your breathing becomes shaky when you face Charles, his body moving towards yours as he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him and you swore you felt his hard cock pressed against your clothed pussy.

“Charles..” you whisper, your breath hitting his.

“Hm?” his eyes find yours, his fingers sliding down your back, goosebumps starting to form on your skin. He’s wanted this for years, to touch you, to taste you.

“Fuck me, Charles.”

That’s all he wanted to hear. He lifts you up, your legs wrapped around his waist before he lays you down on the couch, pulling your legs apart before he starts kissing the insides of your thighs.

His nose nudges your clothed pussy before he rips your panties off, sucking on your clit.

You throw your head back, letting out pornographic moans as he continues to lick your pussy.

“So fucking sweet.” He murmurs, sucking harder which makes you clamp your thighs around his head but his hands keeps a firm grip on them to hold you down.

You were a whimpering mess, so close to coming. Charles then slides in two fingers and you moan, gripping his hair tighter before he groans. He could feel you clenching around his fingers and it only takes five seconds for you to cum when he whispers.

“Come for me, jolie fille.” pretty girl. And you do, your cum dripping down his fingers and he licks them clean, groaning at how sweet you taste. “So sweet, baby.”

Charles then undos his pants, letting it drop to the floor. His cock hard, the tip red and swollen before he slides inside of your slick, wet pussy. “Charles!” you gasp, shutting your eyes as he starts to fucks you.

“You’re so fucking tight, mon ange.” my angel. He pants out, his glasses fogging up made him look hotter and you lean in, smashing your lips against his, his tongue slipping in to taste you.

You both were close to coming, the sound of your skins slapping filled the room. Charles couldn’t take it anymore as he whimpers out.

“Cum for me, baby.” You let out a cry of pleasure, arching your back as you finally cum. His cum shooting inside of you, loading your pussy up.

He kisses your forehead gently before holding you in his arms, both your breaths heavy when he whispers.

“I think I’m in love.”

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

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cashmeremars · 10 months

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𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬 || 𝐜.𝐬

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: carlos sainz jr x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you’re moving to Madrid to be closer to Carlos and on the day he picks you up from the airport, he has a suprise for you

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: established relationship, fluff

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.5k

𝐚/𝐧: carlos is attentive (and rich)

"You’re not kidnapping me, right?”

The buzz of Carlos’ car dwindled under the breeze whistling through the rolled-down window. Soft bossa nova tunes floated around the car as you reached over to toggle the volume on the radio. Yoshitaka Minami’s voice flooded your ears as your eyes fluttered closed. You practically had complete ownership of the car radio whenever you and Carlos drove around together, and he didn’t mind at all. Carlos’ hand stroked your knee tenderly as he swivelled up and down the bustling streets of Madrid. You indulged in the smell of the fresh breeze, and the familiar musk of Carlos’ cologne. It was the fragrance of home. Your new home.

You’d spent numerous Summers in Madrid with Carlos, but you’d always found yourself missing the comfort of your hometown, even though you didn’t really enjoy the town itself. You’d always end up so homesick while you were in Madrid, feeling lost as you yearned to go back to your mundane life, away from intruding cameras and vexing fans. Yet, when you went back home, you found yourself calling Carlos every night, expressing how much you missed him and life in Madrid. It was paradoxical, and Carlos never understood why your feelings about Madrid and your hometown were equally polarizing, but he never pried. Nonetheless, the more time you spent in Madrid, the more you felt like the lack of privacy was worth it. Madrid was beautiful; the streets, the people, the culture, it was everything your hometown had never been. So here you were, sitting in your boyfriend's Ferrari 812 Competizione, with your luggage in the trunk, and your heart in his hands.

The car ride from the airport to Carlos’ home wasn’t long, you’d practically memorized the route yourself after travelling between the two locations so frequently. Carlos’ fingers tapped on your clothed thigh to the mellow beats of the song, causing you to turn your attention toward him. His hair had been tossed around due to the turmoil of the wind, yet it still managed to look more cloud-like than messy. It was an art form. He hummed along to the music before throwing a quick look at you.

“It’s rude to stare, querida,” Carlos chuckled, his gruff voice snapping you out of your daze.

“Not staring. Just admiring, querido,” You replied. He squeezes your thigh once before returning his hand to the steering wheel, leaving the lingering phantom of his touch.

“I missed you a lot,” Carlos spoke.

“I missed you too. Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time for you to talk about how devoted and in love with me you are once we get home,” You punctuate the sentence with a poke to his cheek, and he turns his head in an attempt to bite your finger.

“I unpacked all the boxes you sent over to the house from your hometown. I think you’re really gonna like how everything turned out.” Carlos said.

“Didn’t realize you were also a part-time interior designer,” you teased.

“I suppose I’m just good at a lot of things,” Carlos winked.

You turned your attention back toward the picturesque view painting the window. The trees and buildings blurred into a single mosaic as the car sped through the city. Carlos slowed the car down as he moved into the right lane of an intersection. You faced him with a raised eyebrow as the car turned onto the unfamiliar road. This was not the way to Carlos’ home, but he remained unfazed.

“Carlos, I think we’re going the wrong way,” you said as you leaned further into the window.

“Nope. This is the right way,” Carlos said curtly.

“Is this the long way?” You were looking right at him now.

“I guess you could say that,” He said, keeping his eyes directly on the road ahead of you.

“Carlos…” The music was being drowned out by the tumbling of thoughts in your head. The syncopated guitar couldn’t stop your brain from kicking into overdrive.

“Don’t worry, I know where we’re going,” He pokes your thigh, sensing the anxiety boiling over in your stomach.

“We’re going home, right?” You ask.

“In a way.” The corner of Carlos’ mouth upturns.

“Carlos, seriously. You’re not kidnapping me, are you?” You half-joked. Carlos laughs at the quiver in your voice.

“Mi amor, I’m not doing anything. Don’t worry,” Carlos reassured.

“Fine.” You gave in, calming your unnerving thoughts as you analyzed the unknown environment.

Carlos continued to drive through Madrid, stopping upon a large iron gate surrounded by meticulously sculpted trees. He pulled out his phone, typing quickly before the iron gates began to creak open. Carlos smiled at you briefly as the car started to drive forward. The driveway was decorated in yellowed cobblestone, leading up to a breathtaking statue situated at the heart of a fountain adorned with specks of moss.

“Carlos, what are we doing here?” You whisper.

“You’ll see. Be patient, querida.” He turns off the car engine before opening the driver-side door. Carlos opens up the passenger-side door, holding out his hand for you like the gentleman he was, even when he was being annoyingly secretive. You place your hand into Carlos’, allowing your fingers to entangle as he leads you to your luggage in the trunk of the car. He pops open the trunk, grabs your luggage for you, then smiles at you once more before leading the pair of you up the cobblestone path.

As you walked further up the path, a regal home sat at the top of the slope. The exterior of the home was a mustard yellow with grand windows that spanned the entire height of the building. Plants and abstract furniture peeked through the openings of the windows. The home could only be described as otherworldly.

“Carlos, can you tell me where we are now?” The home was so captivating that you hadn’t even bothered looking at Carlos as you spoke to him.

“Cariño, remember when we were watching Architectural Digest a few months ago, and there was that one home that you said was the embodiment of your dream home? Well, I did some research and it turns out the house was located in Madrid. So I bought it. For you. For us.” Your heart plummeted to the floor of your stomach. You could almost hear the pride oozing from Carlos’ mouth. “Is that okay with you?” Your silence was causing Carlos to deflate as he searched your face for a hint of emotion

“Cariño, please say something,” Carlos placed your luggage on the doorsteps in favour of holding your hands in his.

“Carlos…” Your gaze shifted to his. His eyebrows were knitted together as his eyes fixated on yours.

“If you’re going to be mad at me, please do it inside. There’s a really pretty view in there,” Carlos spoke carefully, pointing toward the home. Your home.

“Carlos, I don’t know what to say… I love it so much. I love you so much. This is, like, surreal. My brain is hardly processing this.” You sank into him, wrapping your arms around his torso as if he were about to vanish into the atmosphere. Carlos encased you in his embrace, embellishing the top of your head with never-ending kisses.

“I mean, you bought us a house. My dream house, Carlos. I’m having a hard time believing you aren’t a literal Angel,” You spoke, lifting your head to look into his eyes.

“The only angel here is you, mi amor.” He nuzzled his nose into the side of your head, holding you tighter.

“How are you so perfect?” You felt your eyes begin to water as the weight of the moment began to settle. You’d been so hesitant to move to Madrid, but everything turned out better than you could have ever hoped, and it was all because of Carlos. He released you from his hold before he dug into his pockets in search of the house keys. Carlos pushed the front door open, and a wave of warm vanilla diffused into your lungs. You walked past the threshold of the front door together, welcoming your new environment as a unit. The interior of the home was suited perfectly to your and Carlos’ tastes. It was an undeniable incarnation of your relationship; coordinated, cozy, and inarguably quite beautiful.

“Your clothes were unpacked and placed in our shared closet, all of your instruments are in their own music room, and we’ve even got a home theatre for when our friends come over,” Carlos explains. Photos of the pair of you lined the hallway as they sat in gold picture frames. You couldn’t help but wonder how long he’d been working on this.

“Friends? I’m not sure about that. Can’t let Pierre taint our little sanctuary.” You joked, stroking Carlos’ back.

“Come on, Hermosa, you’ve gotta see the library we decorated for you,” He grabs your hand, pulling you down the vast hallway.

“Library? Carlos, you’re joking…” Hummingbirds couldn’t have competed with the flutter of your heart.

“I know what my girl likes.”

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rebelwrites · 11 days

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Twenty Four: There’s Been An Accident

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

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Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

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Monza was definitely special, I knew from watching on TV this place had a magical feeling surrounding it but there was something breathtaking about being here in person, surrounded by the team and seeing all the love the Tifosi had for the two boys in red. Charles knew how to give us all a heart attack, the last few laps of the race were so intense and I was pretty sure we were only moments away from having to get a defibrillator on Fred, especially when Charles locked up so close behind Carlos.

“Je n'ai jamais vu mon fils aussi heureux. I've never seen my son so happy.” Pascale said softly, resting her hand on my shoulder.

“Peut-on lui en vouloir, tout le monde l'aime ici. Can you blame him, everyone loves him here.” I beamed, keeping my gaze focused on my man who was currently standing on the pit wall with the crowd going crazy underneath him. He was in his element signing things for them and it warmed my heart seeing him doing what he loves.

“Nova, sweetie, I was talking about you.” Pascale chuckled softly, causing me to turn my attention to her, the smile on her face was as bright as the Italian sun. “Ever since you came into his life, I noticed his outlook has changed, as you know this season hasn’t been the best for him so thank you for making him smile again.”

I felt the lump form in the back of my throat, I knew how much Pascale meant to Charles so to get her approval made this weekend even better that I could have ever imagined.

However, all that was about to change and my mood was about to plummet into the earth.

The sound of my phone ringing caused me to freeze, it wasn’t my normal ringtone that was blasting out of my back pocket, this was the sound I had set for Pops. He never rang me, most of the time he had no idea where his phone was. My stomach dropped, my mouth went drier than the Sahara desert, I had a feeling deep in my gut that whatever this phone call was about it would cause my world to come crashing down around me.

To everyone it looked like Charles’ attention was solely on the crowd in front of him, yet in reality he was listening to everything that was going on behind him, focused on his girl and Mum. Nothing could wipe the smile off his face, even though he came fourth, Monza always meant a lot to him and now to be able to share this moment with someone as special as Nova made things so much more special.

Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed that Nova was now on the phone. The look of panic on her face caused Charles to worry, whoever was on the other end of the call must have dealt her some devastating news.

“Pops, take a breath, you aren’t making any sense.”

“What’s going on? Is everyone okay?”

“ACCIDENT?!?!?”

“Pops, who is hurt?”

Charles felt the pit in his stomach as he clambered off the pit wall, rushing over to Nova placing his hands on her shoulders. “Is everything okay, Sunshine?” he asked, trying to get a read of the situation. All of the color had drained from Nova’s face and her hands were starting to shake. “Come on, let's move out of the way of the crowd, give you some privacy,” he said softly, guiding his girl away from the fencing. The lack of response he was getting caused his mind to race, had something happened to Jax or Elenor? “Put it on speaker babe.”

Nova pulled the phone away from her ear, following Charles’ instructions.

“JT, it’s Charles, what’s going on?” he said in a panic as Nova tried to hold back the tears from spilling over her lash line.

��There’s been an accident involving Jax.”

Charles watched as fear completely took over Nova’s body, her knees giving out from her the moment her father said her brother’s name, luckily Charles was quick with his reaction, catching her before she landed on the floor.

“No, no, no, no, no,” she cried, gripping onto Charles’ hoodie.

“It’s bad Nova, really bad,” JT’s voice was starting to crack as he spoke. “Tig found him at the side of the road his Harley totaled along with Jax unconscious on the floor.”

Charles felt tears burning his eyes, as he held onto Nova letting her cry into his chest. He needed to get her back inside as he knew all attention would be on the pair of them even though no one could hear the conversation the atmosphere around the track had taken a turn. “I will be on the next flight home,” she breathed in between her cries.

The minute the phone call ended Charles quickly guided Nova back into the safety of the garage, not stopping until they were in his driver’s room along with Pascale. The air felt heavy in such a small room but all Charles cared about was getting his girlfriend back to Charming to be by her brother’s bedside.

“There aren't any flights to Cali until this time tomorrow,” his mum sighed, looking up from her phone.

“I will get Andrea to make sure the private jet is ready,” Charles hummed, running his thumb across Nova’s cheek trying to wipe away her tears. “Everything is going to be okay, babygirl.” he whispered, pressing a kiss against her forehead.

“No it won’t, you don’t understand,” Nova cried, tangling her fingers in her roots. “Jax is the best rider I have ever known. He wouldn't have just come off his bike like this, something must have happened.” Charles' heart shattered with every word she said, she sounded so broken and there was nothing he could do to fix the situation. “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for, okay. Family comes first, so within the hour we will be on the flight back to Cali.”

“Char, no!” she scolded, looking up into his green eyes. “You aren’t coming with me, you have the Pirelli tyre testing tomorrow.”

“I can bail, Fred will understand.”

“Nope, ain’t happening, this is your dream and I am not letting you jeopardize anything because something has happened back home.”

Charles let out a heavy sigh, he knew there was nothing he could do to change her mind on this. Looking over at Pascale he shot her a look causing her to nod in acknowledgement. “I will go with you, sweetie,” she whispered, placing her hand on Nova’s back. “And don’t try and fight me on this, you are in no state to travel on your own and I have a feeling you might need an extra pair of hands back in Cali.”

Within the next forty minutes they were standing on the tarmac of the airport, the private jet was ready to go as soon as Nova and Pascale had boarded. Charles was struggling to hold back tears, he hated saying goodbye even though he had a plan in place but it still didn’t make this any easier, especially when his girlfriend was distraught not knowing the state of her brother’s health.

“As soon as you find out how he is, let me know,” Charles whispered, pulling out his ipad from his backpack. “Take this, I have made sure all three of the Cars movies are downloaded onto it along with Monza 19 and a few other good races.”

“Char,” Nova whimpered, smiling weakly at him as she took the device, “thank you.”

“Try and get some sleep on the flight baby, you won’t be any help to anyone exhausted.” he whispered, resting his hand on her cheek before pressing a tender kiss against her lips. “Everything is going to be okay.”

Every step I took felt like I was being crushed further into the floor, the clinical smell of the hospital assaulting my senses. Since the phone call with Pops I had no updates so I had no idea if Jax had gotten worse or improved but I was sure as hell gonna eat the boys alive for not texting me even if it was just to say “no change.”

I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest with how fast it was pounding against my ribs, my stomach was in knots and I felt like I was only moments away from throwing up. Jax had to be okay, he needed to be okay. I couldn’t go on without my brother, not with how Pops was. My thoughts drifted to Elenor and that's when the tears threatened to spill over my lash line.

Did she know?

If she didn’t know how was I going to tell her that her daddy isn’t well?

I had no idea what floor Jax was on let alone what room but I didn’t need to, my body was on autopilot and with every step I took it was guiding me to my older brother. As I ventured down a corridor I could hear the sounds of Tig and Chibs bickering in the distance causing me to roll my eyes. Suddenly I found myself frozen on the spot, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t get my legs to move, it was like someone had just nailed me to the floor.

“Sweetie,” the calming voice of Pascale came from behind me as she placed her hand on my shoulder. “I know how worried you are but take a deep breath,” she quickly appeared in front of me, forcing me to stop, “I know this is going to be hard but I am here for you and so are your family, so fall back on us.” Following her instructions I slowly nodded, scared if I spoke I was going to break down into tears.

“I knew she shouldn’t have gone, she should be here not at some fucking race track!” Tig exclaimed, claiming my full attention. Is that what he really thought, did he really think it was an easy decision for me to go with Charles? “I knew that boy was trouble the moment I laid eyes on him. And now look, Jax is lying unconscious in a goddamn hospital bed with Nova is nowhere to be seen.”

“That’s way outta line!!!” Chibs snapped, I could practically hear the growl in his voice as he spoke. “That lassie deserved to have a break so I’d be careful what you say next because brother or not you will be the next one in a hospital bed if you carry on talking about Nova and Charles like that.”

Running my hand over my face I needed to intervene making sure this situation didn’t get any worse. I kept telling myself that Tig was only acting like this due to the stress of the situation but I think deep down I knew there was some truth to his words, ever since the morning he interrupted us in the kitchen he had been different towards me.

“If you have something to say Alexander, say it to my fucking face!” I scoffed loudly as I turned the corner, instantly being met with a very pale looking Tig. “I have just spent the last 12 hours on a plane, I am stressed to the max and very very cranky, do not fucking try me right now.”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond before barging past him, making a b line straight for Pops, the moment I was close enough I flung myself into his arms trying to find some sort of comfort in his touch. “How is he, Pops?” I whimpered, feeling like a lost five year old.

“Still unconscious, the doctors won’t let us do anything because you are his next of kin,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of my head, my heart sunk knowing how hard this was on him, because of his declining health he couldn’t make the decisions needed for his son’s care “they did have to take him for emergency surgery though.”

Pulling away from him I slowly made my way to the window of the room everyone was crowded around, placing my hand on the glass my heart shattered into a million pieces seeing my brother lying in the hospital bed. The moment I laid eyes on him the tears started to fall and there was no stopping them. The doctor in the room made eye contact with, whispered something to the nurse before she quickly made her way out to me.

“Are you Nova Teller?” she asked softly.

“Yeah, that's me,” I whispered, afraid if I spoke any louder my voice would give out on me. “How is he?”

“Come inside, the Doctor will update you on your brother’s condition.” she nodded.

“I want my Pops and Pascale in the room with me.” I stated, roughly wiping my eyes with the sleeve of Charles’ hoodie.

“Of course,” she said, opening the door for the three of us to enter.

The moment I had passed her I made my way to the seat next to the bed, automatically taking Jax’s hand in mine. “Oh Jaxy,” I whimpered, taking in the road rash that covered most of his arm and cheek. Once again I found myself fighting the tears as I looked up at the ceiling of the room praying to all the gods to keep him safe.

“Miss Teller, your brother is very lucky,” the Doctor said, his tone was stern which caused me to shift in my seat, I felt like I had been transported back to 16 year old me sitting in the principal's office with Jax after we decided to spray paint the reaper on the gym wall. Pushing the memory down I took a deep breath as the doctor continued. “He has broken his right leg, but due to the severity of the break we had to surgically fix the bones back in place, meaning he now has a titanium rod holding the bones in place. He has road rash covering a lot of his left side and had to be rushed for emergency surgery due to a ruptured spleen,” he paused, looking back at his clipboard for a moment. “His toxicology report also showed he was nearly four times over the legal blood alcohol limit.”

“When will he wake up?” I breathed.

“That is all down to Mr Teller, the anesthetic has worn off now so it is just a waiting game unfortunately.”

Taking a deep breath, I looked back down at my brother. We were going to need as much help as we could get whilst he was recovering, I knew the next few months were going to be a challenge. I knew Chibs would step up covering the President’s role in the club but I had no idea how I was going to cope with getting Jax back to full health alongside looking after Elenor and Pops.

“You aren’t in this alone, sweetie,” Pascale said softly, squeezing my shoulders, like she was inside my head, “I will be here as long as you and your family need me.”

The hours had passed and I had no idea how long I had been in the room, all I knew was I wasn’t leaving Jax’s bedside.

“I swear to god, if you don’t wake up I will smother you with your goddam pillow!” I cried, clutching his hand. The tears were freely rolling down my cheeks, Jax had been one of my lifelines for so long.

I couldn’t lose him now.

He was the reason I found my voice, he taught me how to fight much to Pops annoyance, he was my partner in crime and always had my back when I needed it the most. He was also the reason why I was so happy, without him I would have never taken the plunge with Charles, I would have more than likely hidden myself away not to make a fool of myself.

“You gotta fight bro, we need you to pull through,” I paused, taking a deep breath, “I cut my time short with Char, because you we stupid enough to ride four times over the limit,” I scoffed, staring at him trying to see any signs of movement.

“I didn’t ask you to ditch him,” Jax mumbled, his voice raspy from the endotracheal tube used for the anesthetic. The sound of his voice caused me to freeze, seeing his blue eyes staring back at me. “Oh that’s it, give me the silent treatment,” he hummed, smirking at me.

“Do you know how fucking stupid that was, you had a daughter who needs you and you could have killed yourself,” I said narrowing my eyes at him. “I could punch you in the face right now.”

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navstuffs · 10 months

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Hey! First and foremost, congrats to Brazil for stopping Bolsonaro on the elections! (not completely but still, this is a great feat)

The second thing: lately I've been thinking how poor Carlos must feel knowing that he probably can never go back in Brazil 🥺. So I thought: reader notices this and decides to make something special for him. When he comes back for a long and stressful week of work he finds reader waiting for him with the dining table full of traditional Brazilian dishes like Feijoada or Pão de Queijo. All the while there's soft Bossa Nova music. When he asks reader why they did this they say that they've noticed that he's been feeling homesick so they thought of making all of this to make him feel a little closer to home. "I know how much you miss your country, but know that I love you. So whenever you'll feel down I'll be there to hold you, to make you feel safe. *chuckles* and you know what they say 'home is where the heart is' right?". After dinner high quality cuddles ensures.

No need to rush, take your time and thanks in advance! Have a good day!

Arroz e Feijão (Rice and Beans)

Pairing: Carlos Oliveira x GN!Reader

Summary: Carlos is homesick and you help to comfort him.

Warnings tags: hurt/comfort, carlos is always brazilian in my fics, translation from pt-br to eng at the bottom

Author's Notes: first of all, thank you! bolsonaro isn't in prison YET BUT is something, so consider this fic an ode to that. SECOND, this fic is SO personal to me. in my pov, the sentence "home is where your heart is" IS very hard to begin to understand, so writing this was certainly a challenge but one i welcome with open arms. thank you so much for requesting with me, i hope from the bottom of my heart you like it as much as i enjoyed writing this!

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Carlos finally parks his car in the driveway of your shared house, rubbing his face. It had been a long and stressful work week, and staying away from you didn't make it any better. To make matters even worse, he had felt homesick for quite a while. You see, feeling homesick never entirely leaves someone. It is a pain Carlos learned how to manage and live with it. He never shared anything in deep detail, only vague responses if you asked. Not because he didn't trust you, no, Carlos just didn't want to worry you.

When Carlos exits the car, his eyes follow the lights in the kitchen, and he smiles. You are home. He couldn't wait to shower, lay down with you, and forget that the rest of the world ever existed. Listen to you tell him about your day, and update him with gossip.

When he enters the house, the first thing he notices is the food scent. It smells so familiar Carlos forgets to take off his backpack, walking straight to the dining room. A few pots are closed, but he can see the fresh white rice cooked and the black beans still boiling through the glass lid. He wants to open another one when you walk from the kitchen with another enclosed bowl. You smile happily when you see him, placing the bowl carefully on the table before running to hug him.

"You are back!" You exclaim, excited, not wanting to let go of him.

"What is all of this?" Carlos asks, his voice low.

"Rice and beans? Oh, I have farofa ready and some salgadinhos, as well. I ordered the last ones, I won't lie, but the rest I did myself. And mhm, also!" You jump up and down as you open the bowl you just brought from the kitchen, displaying twenty brigadeiros. "I made those from scratch and finally gave them the small ball form, so we won't have to eat from the pot like all the other times. I am so excited for you to try because I don't know if they turned out well and…Carlos, are you okay?"

You stop talking, Carlos's expression worrying you. He looks speechless, his eyes going from the food to you. It is like you have read his thoughts.

"Why?" His voice comes out barely a whisper, and you realize, a chill going down your body, that Carlos is holding back tears.

"I know you miss Brazil, and you don't tell me," You reply, making him stare at you. "I see in your eyes. So I decided to pull up this little dinner. I know it is not a lot, but—"

Carlos doesn't let you finish, pulling you into a tight hug. He can't even express his gratitude for having you in his life. For you love. For your patience with him. You gently rub his head, listening to some silent sobs coming from your man. You pull away slowly, wiping some of his tears as you tell him.

"I want you to know that if you ever fall, I will be here. Don't bottle up those feelings, okay? I am here for you. Eu te amo muito."

"Eu amo você também. Você é a minha vida."

After dinner, where you think you saw Carlos shed one or two tears when he ate your rice and beans. Carlos pretty much praised you the whole night: how everything was so good because it tasted with love. By the end of the night, you sit by the sofa, waiting for Carlos. You smile, tapping your lap when he reappears clean and wearing pajamas. He lays his head on your chest, a purring sound coming from his chest.

"Eu te amo tanto. Você sabe, não sabe?"

"I know. I love you too. Now sleep, rest, meu amor."

It doesn't take long for Carlos to fall asleep on your chest. You smile, kissing the top of his forehead. It is good to have him back home.

Eu te amo muito = I love you so much

"Eu amo você também. Você é a minha vida." = I love you too. You are my life.

Eu te amo tanto. Você sabe, não sabe? = I love you so much. You know that, don't you?

Meu amor = my love

#carlos oliveira x reader #carlos oliveira x you #carlos oliveira #carlos oliveira fanfic #carlos oliveira fanfics #carlos oliveira imagine #carlos oliveira imagines #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME WRITE THIS ANON #i'm sorry it didn't turn out so good and i am sorry i delayed so much #but this fanfic is SO PERSONAL to me and i thank you for allowing me the opportunity to write it #requests #request

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selfsabotaqe · 6 months

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hi everyone! it's been a while & finally i'm making my comeback. work has finally left me some room to breathe so i'll be reappearing on your dash and hopefully getting back into the swing of replies. down below there's a full list of everything currently in my drafts. please let me know whether you'd like to continue or drop these threads. whichever scenario is completely fine and understandable (it's been a hot sec after all), just let me know. if you'd prefer to start something new, we can also do that. feel free to message me or reply to this post anytime. there's no rush at all to make up your mind, but just to start off i'll start with replies for threads people do actively express interest in. so if anything from this list is something you're still excited about, let me know and i'll prioritize. we can always waitlist the other stuff while we feel it out. anyway, let me know, come chat, let me love u down and can't wait to continue writing together. love u all! 💗🥹

with @persephonyed. carlos x lorenzo marley x camille

with @silvrmoon. nadiye x milo axel x kadri zehra x sierra

with @lilacwiine. drew x felice amara x maya

with @invcntions. alec x lucas mateo x saxon devrim x leo beau x koa emre x noah luca x jaiden (smth new?) jesse x finn peyton x vance soren x lincoln

with @horrorphase. dominic x percy milan x kendall

with @slumpcd. max x theo kendall x nolan jinny x gwen

with @gcldcnhour. eden x mathias rhys x bodie isabel x tate alina x priya zoe x knox ethan x violet marisol x miriam

with @temptedfates. emmett x aydin noor x solana

with @spectraled. maddie x rory tbd x dallas (thought abt replying if u would like replies <3)

with @vacationeyes. marco x conrad julian x callum emre x frankie xavier x tyson jude x forest

with @lovecharged. jonas x antonio aleksei x drake bridie x quilo tbd x amie jonas x antonio (part two) julian x zayn felix x robin nadiye x rasim tatum x uziah carlos x gabriel

with @fruitpoem. ambar x joel

with @inkiidreams. aera x selin davika x esra carlos x mallory merve x yaritza robin x aurelia lais x nova casper x knox lachlan x olivia

with @wutheringdevotion. lachlan x oliver rowan x ginny connor x evan meera x monique carlos x gabriel gwen x jonah margot x adrian

with @gardenwalls. meera x paloma alec x mack naiyana x nadine daniel x minako laura x andrea fabien x mei li nazli x rhys

with @felteverywhere. alina x rowan

with @sunstvne. santiago x constantin

with @gvngsigns. gabriela x lucas kai x mateo florence x liam tobias x zuri andrea x cruz ricardo x vincent

with @scbrvght. all of our formula one threads (don't think i owe u the replies but let me know if you'd like to continue them <3) lale x finley soren x everly

mAYBE im missing things. if there's anything i owe you that isn't on this list, feel free to point it out to me! and also vice versa, if you owe me something & you want to discuss continuing or dropping it, just come message me and we can chat about it!

#this literally took forever but <3 #just don't wanna drop the current things if people are still interested #because i genuinely love these pairings?#so please don't hesitate to tell me if you'd like to continue certain threads because then they'll be prioritized!

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phoenixlionme · 7 months

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Marvel Latino Superheroes Part 1

1. María Aracely Josefina Penalba de las Heras aka Hummingbird - Mexican born

2. Miles Morales aka Spider Man - biracial; half Puerto Rican and half black

3. Miguel Santos aka Living Lightning - Hispanic nationality unknown but is American born

4. Sam Alexander aka Nova - biracial; half Mexican and half white

5. Victor Alvarez aka Power Man - biracial; Afro-Dominican

6. Humberto Lopez aka Reptil - Mexican born

7. Roberta Mendez aka Captain America 2099 - Hispanic nationality unknown but is American born

8. Miguel O’Hara aka Spider Man 2099 - biracial; half Irish and half Mexican

9. Bonita Juarez aka Firebird - Chicana (Mexican American)

10. Robbie Reyes aka Ghost Rider - Chicano (Mexican American)

11. Alejandra Jones aka Ghost Rider - Hispanic nationality unknown

12. Maya Lopez aka Echo - half Hispanic and half Cheyenne, the former nationality is unknown

13. Ajak aka The Legendary Inca Warrior - Peruvian born

14. Anya Corazon aka Arana - half Mexican and half Puerto Rican American

15. Gabriel Vargas aka Captain Universe - Chicano (Mexican American)

16. Gabriel Carlos Dantes Sepulveda aka Defensor - Argentinian born

17. Fabio Medina aka Egg (formerly known as Goldballs) - Hispanic nationality unknown but is American born

18. America Chavez aka Miss America - biracial; Afro-Puerto Rican Caribbean

19. Carmen Cruz aka Gimmick - biracial; Afro-Latina

20. Laura Kinney aka Wolverine - biracial; Afro-Latina and half white; her exact ethnicity is unknown but first appearance (in the animated X-Men: Evolution series) depicts her with dark skin and her “mother” had darker skintone with blonde hair. Her creators didn’t specify her ethnicity but I do think she’s Hispanic. And given the darker skintone of her “mother”, she’s most likely Afro-Latina. I know in recent comic adaptation portray her with way lighter skin tone but her ORIGINAL appearance shows her with DARKER skintone (thought not as dark as her “mother”). As such, I have seen Laura as half white and half Afro Latina but the Hispanic nationality is unknown. Also, as a side note, her creators also mentioned they planned to do a LGBT storyline with Laura but it was axed. So, she’s also LGBT.

21. Cecilia Reyes - Puerto Rican and depicted with dark-skinned complexion

22. Roberto da Costa aka Sunspot - biracial; Afro-Brazilian

23. Armando Munoz aka Darwin - biracial; Afro-Latino; Hispanic nationality unknown

24. Julio Richter aka Rictor - Mexican born

25. Gloria Dolores Muñoz aka Risque - biracial; half Seminole and half Cuban American

26. Brian Cruz aka Tag - Puerto Rican

27. Angel Salvadore aka Tempest - biracial; Afro-Latina; Hispanic nationality unknown

28. Lucia Callasantos aka Thornn - Hispanic nationality unknown

29. Benito Serrano aka Toro - Cuban

30. Gabriel Cohuelo aka Velocidad - Mexican born

#marvel #latino supers #super info #latinoexcellence #exude excellence #lists #my posts

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moonhearty · 2 years

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AFFECTION - CS55

Carlos Sainz Jr. x Driver! reader

N/A: fluff , angst , um acidente ruim, carlos sofre, mas final feliz yey.

Carlos já havia confirmado mais de uma vez aos jornalistas que afeto excessivo não era algo que lhe agradava ou que fazia parte de quem ele era, mas aos poucos o público via que aquilo não condizia com a realidade, não só em torno de suas amizades, mas com a mais nova motorista do grid.

A nova motorista da AlphaTauri , apelidada Hawks por seus fãs foi uma adição inesperada no grid de 2023, após a saída de Yuki do time ela foi contratada, sendo a primeira mulher em décadas a correr na F1.

Após se conhecerem na reunião dos pilotos Carlos e Hawks se deram bem imediatamente, os finais de semana foram dias de campo para instagram's de fofoca e fãs alucinados pelas interações entre os jovens pilotos.

Com os compromissos e festas relacionadas ao trabalho os dois não tiveram outra opção a não ser se aproximar cada vez mais, não que eles reclamassem, aos mesmo tempo que a admiração crescia em Hawks em relação a Carlos, Carlos sentia o fascínio pelo talento puro e honestidade que formavam a mulher.

Junto com a amizade que crescia dentro e fora do Grid Carlos sentia a necessidade crescente da presença, toque e atenção da mulher, ele se via fazendo coisas inconscientemente pensando no que ela acharia ou até mesmo se permitindo chegar mais perto e deixar seus ombros se tocarem, ou suas mãos enquanto andam lado a lado.

Os meses de corrida passaram rápido, assim chegando a pausa de julho, Carlos e Hawks ainda sentiam a agitação do pódio que os dois compartilharam na Hungria junto com Max, o calor que fazia em conjunto do gritos da torcida ao som do hino nacional Espanhol era extasiante .

HUNGARIAN GRAND PRIX 2023

" P2 , isso é um P2 Hawks, muito bem, você e Pierre voaram nessa corrida, aproveite essa conquista, você merece" a mulher não conseguia acreditar, a euforia parecia se esvaziar quanto mais próxima ela chegava dos pits, o cansaço da corrida em que ela teve que lutar contra o carro e defender sua posição de Max.

Saindo do carro ela pode ver sua equipe vibrando em animação de sua chegada, se apressando ela corre em direção ao mar de uniformes brancos e azul que a abraçam gritando em felicidade.

Correndo para a área de espera ela vê Carlos que limpava o suor excessivo com uma toalha, quando seus olhos se encontram ela sente novamente aquela euforia a tomar, deixando seu capacete e balaclava na mesa da AlphaTauri e correndo em direção a Sainz que abre os braços de bom grado.

" Carinõ, você me deu muito trabalho nessa corrida" o homem diz depois de se separarem, mas ainda mantendo a mão que estava sem a toalha na parte baixa das costas da mulher, que apoiava a mão em seu bíceps.

" Acho que você gostou muito disso Carlitos, seus olhos estão com um brilho lindo, parabéns, foi ótimo compartilhar essa corrida com você, na próxima chutarei sua bunda de olhos fechados" Carlos apenas ri com a ameaça, acenando em concordância ele sorri feliz ao sentir o leve carinho que a mulher faz em sua bochecha direita.

" Vamos esperar pra ver Hawks" piscando de lado Hawks se afasta para cumprimentar Max com um aperto de mão e um aceno de cabeça, a corrida teve muitas batalhas entre os dois, o estresse era persistente mesmo depois de um pódio.

As horas passaram rápidas dali em diante aos pilotos vencedores, conferências e reuniões com a equipe .

BELGIAN GRAND PRIX 2023

Os pilotos mais jovens do grid se encontravam amontoados no final do grid enquanto esperavam a hora da corrida, a tensão era densa, o dia estava nublado, e de minutos em minutos chovia e parava, a pista parecia mais perigosa do que nunca.

Hawks tinha um pressentimento estranho, ela sentia o medo rastejar até seu coração pensando nos pilotos mais novos que correriam.

Hawks largaria na frente do Grid sendo seguida por Max, as duas Mercedes de Lewis e George e as Ferrari atrás, Pierre tinha rodado o carro nas classificações e teve que largar atrás no Grid por ter que trocar algumas peças.

Carlos viu os olhos castanhos começarem a se afogar nos pensamentos, ele não pensou antes de se mover para ficar ao lado de Hawks, sua mão direita fazendo carinho nos cabelos da mulher.

" Preparada para chutar minha bunda Carinõ ? " as sobrancelhas do homem se moveram de forma engraçada pra a mulher que riu acenando.

" Você sabe que sim Chilli, mas acho que metade do caminho já esta feito, é você que vai ter que lutar pra chegar até mim " Carlos deixa seu braço cair ao lado da mulher que viveu em seus pensamentos nas últimas semanas fora, as mãos se tocaram e logo ele pode sentir a mão tremula e gelada da mesma agarrar seus dois últimos dedos em um aperto leve.

Uma troca de olhares e foi suficiente para saber que palavras não eram necessárias, Hawks sentiu o calor da mão de Chilli atravessar seu corpo acalmando sua ansiedade pré corrida.

Logo todos começaram a se mover para entrar nos carros, Hawks continuou a segurar a mão de Carlos que ainda tentava a acalmar com olhares tranquilizadores e leves apertos na mão fria dela.

Parando ao lado da Ferrari ela sentiu sua respiração parar e seus lábios se apertarem.

" Tome cuidado Carlos, estou com um pressentimento estranho" Carlos viu os olhos castanhos brilharem em medo e soube que os seus refletiam a mesma coisa.

" O mesmo para você, Palomita, tudo vai dar certo, me espere no pódio hum" Carlos não segurou seu instinto e permitiu sua mão trazer o rosto da motorista mais perto e deixar um leve beijo na bochecha da mesma, " agora vá antes que sua equipe venha lhe buscar arrastada" um sorriso leve apareceu no rosto mais jovem e logo a mulher estava na frente do grid suspirando enquanto pedia pela proteção de todos.

A corrida estava mais perigosa que o esperado, logo no inicio das primeiras voltas uma chuva forte caiu pelo terreno, alguns carros já haviam girado, mas nem um saiu com qualquer dano, Hawks mantinha o primeiro lugar, faltava apenas 10 voltas para o fim da corrida, os pit-stops tinham sido rápidos e coordenados perfeitamente fazendo com que Hawks mante-se seu lugar, Pierre também estava indo bem estando em P7 após sua última parada da corrida, o clima parecia finalmente ter se estabilizado.

A frente da pista não era muito visível para Hawks que ia em alta velocidade tentando fazer a volta mais rápida da corrida, a curva Eau Rouge era a próxima curva que ela tinha que fazer, tudo ia bem até que ela viu um carro retardatário da Williams rodando no meio da pista, em meio a adrenalina sua escolha foi tentar desviar, para evitar um acidente horrível como muitos outros, mas seus pneus derraparam na pista com óleo e água, fazendo a Williams colidir com a lateral da AlphaTauri que girou indo para o outro lado da pista.

Hawks sentiu sua respiração presa em sua garganta, a força g exigindo muito de seu corpo, mas oque a preocupou foi ver o carro capotar e entrar com força contra a barricada do lado da pista, sua visão escureceu aos chamados de seu engenheiro, tudo parecia muito quente, e seu corpo estava pesado demais para ela se mexer.

" Carlos bandeira vermelha, bandeira vermelha, se alinhe com os carros para a entrada no pit, acidente na curva 3 " Carlos sente seu coração bater loucamente enquanto ele diminuía a velocidade para entrar no pit.

" Quem bateu ? " a voz de Carlos falha.

" desculpe Carlos, não consegui ouvi-lo, repita pra mim"

" Quem bateu, o que aconteceu ? " sua voz saiu de modo mais desesperado.

" Foi Hawks Carlos, Latifi girou na frente dela e ela deslizou enquanto tentava desviar, os dois bateram" Carlos se sentiu enjoado.

" Ela esta fora? ela esta bem?"

"Não sabemos ainda Carlos, o carro dela está em chamas"

Os pilotos estavam todos fora do carro, pouco havia se passado, Latifi estava fora de seu carro e bem, mas os bombeiros ainda lutavam pra apagar o fogo que tinha começado a dois minutos, tudo parecia se mover lentamente, Carlos sentia seu coração queimando em seu peito, Lando estava ao lado dele assistindo as imagens do carro em chamas e de ponta cabeça.

" oque esses idiotas estão fazendo, tem uma pessoa ali dentro, é isso que ganhamos ao nos deixarem correr em uma pista com um clima como esse" a voz enfurecida de Vettel ecoava pelo corredor da sala em que todos os pilotos estavam sendo mantidos.

" Meu deus quanto tempo eles vão levar ? " Lewis parecia sem forças ao lado de Daniel que olhava fixamente para as telas que mostravam como acidente tinha acontecido.

" Esse idiota, como deixam um cara assim entrar na f1 " Ricciardo sentia raiva daquilo tudo, o medo fazendo suas mãos tremerem.

" Ah, o cinto tá preso " a voz feminina é ouvida pelo canal de rádio da AlphaTauri " não consigo me soltar, acho que desloquei meu ombro esquerdo, tá doendo pra caralho" .

Todos que estavam de pé no segundo seguinte, Carlos sentia lágrimas em suas bochechas.

" A saída de emergência está presa, eu não quero morrer, merda" o desespero cru era assustador a todos que ouviam " o que eu faço .

O áudio é cortado, o engenheiro de Hawks grita no chat tentando contato, mas não se a resposta.

" Ela me disse que tinha um pressentimento ruim " os olhos de Carlos se fecham com força enquanto as palavras saem embargadas de sua língua.

" Carlos, não tem como prever algo assim, eu só acho que ela sabia dos riscos"

" Sim, mas ela, olhos dela, o medo neles" mais lágrimas desceram correndo por suas bochechas.

O silencio tomou a sala, os pilotos sentiram o desespero chegando na parte mais profunda da alma de todos, os olhos se afastaram da tela, o medo do que poderia ser dito.

" É ela, ela ta fora" Sebastian anuncia fazendo todos olharem para a tela, a piloto saia por baixo do carro com dificuldade, assim que pode se levantou e correu para longe das chamas enquanto tentava apagar as que cobriam seu corpo, um braço pendia ao lado do corpo quando ela finalmente parou, tirando o capacete e a balaclava ela sente o suor escorrendo por seu rosto junto das lágrimas, os joelhos encontram o chão não muito depois das primeiras gostas de chuva começarem a cair.

" Tudo parece bem na medida do possível, é um milagre ter saído com apenas algumas contusões" o médico falava para a motorista que suspirava em alivio.

" Eu poderia dizer isso, eu posso ir pra casa hoje então? " o médico acenou enquanto sorria.

" Sem esforço físico, use as pomadas e os remédios passados, gelo irão fazer seu dia mais fácil amanhã" a mulher sorriu.

" Vou me lembrar disso, obrigada"

" A senhorita precisa comer antes de deitar" o treinador de Hawks fala enquanto eles estão no caminho para o elevador do hotel.

" Já que é assim, posso comer no quarto de Pierre, os meninos estão comendo lá, eu queria vê-los " ela pode ver a expressão contrariada " por favor, isso vai me fazer me sentir melhor " os olhos de cachorrinho parecem funcionar.

" Apenas vá direto pra lá, vou pedir pra entregarem a comida lá"

"Sim senhor, obrigada" a mesma sorriu enquanto apertava o botão para o andar de Pierre.

As batidas na porta alertaram os meninos que pensavam que era o jantar chegando, Lando que foi atender a porta soltou um suspiro surpreso.

' Hawks, você ta viva" diz puxando a mais velha para um abraço.

" Eu acho, vai me deixar entrar ou vamos comer aqui na porta? " rindo Lando deixa a mulher passar.

" Olá estranhos" sorrindo levemente a mesma é recebida com sorrisos" espero que não se importem de eu comer com vocês hoje" .

" Nunca, como você esta se sentindo?" Pierre sorriu ao dar um leve beijo na cabeça da mesma.

" Dopada, mas bem, foi a pior sensação que eu já tive na minha vida inteira" disse enquanto se afastava e abria o frigobar de Pierre e pegava uma água logo se sentando no sofá ao lado de Daniel que sorriu pra mesma.

" Oi Hawks " .

" Oi Honey Badger " rindo a mesma olha em volta " Carlos não está aqui ? Pensei que ele jantaria com vocês " .

Assoviando Daniel olha pra mesma sorrindo.

" Seu homem está no banheiro " George ri se jogando na cama de Pierre ao lado de Yuki.

" Meu homem ? "

" Eu quero ser o padrinho " Charles ignora a mulher enquanto entra em uma lutinha pelo lugar de padrinho de casamento.

" Não, eu mereço mais que você, eu que fico ouvindo resmungos e suspiros apaixonados" Pierre fala empurrando a cara de Charles.

" Mate, Carlos chega a me dar depressão ao vê-lo se enganar, você não sabe como ele pode ser resmungão e mal-humorado quando não tem a dose diária de contato físico ou atenção" a cara da mulher era impagável, Lando ria junto de George e Yuki .

Daniel abanava o rosto vermelho de vergonha da mais nova, enquanto Charles e Pierre continuavam a dizer coisas sobre seus companheiros de equipe.

" Para que essa gritaria toda ? " Carlos chega " Dá para ouvir do fim do corredor " a voz de Sainz cessa ao ver Hawks sendo abanada por Daniel.

"Carinõ, esta se sentindo mal? precisa que eu te leve para o hospital" Carlos procura pela chave de seu carro nos bolsos de seu moletom mas logo é parado pela voz suave .

" Carlos, eu estou bem, obrigada pela preocupação " a mesma ainda continuava vermelha como tomates, e seus olhos não conseguiam se segurar em vagarem pelo espanhol que vinha em sua direção, ela se levantou quando percebeu a intenção do outro, que abria os braços para um abraço.

" Fiquei muito preocupado Palomita" disse enquanto a abraçava com cuidado, as mãos passando pelas costas cobertas com uma camiseta grande do brasil.

" Eu estou bem agora, apenas umas contusões que vão me arrepender de ter nascido pela manhã de amanhã".

Aos se separarem os olhos de todos os outros pilotos brilhavam em malícia.

uma batida na porta é ouvida e é anunciado o serviço de quarto, fazendo todos se prepararem pra comer.

" Salva pela comida" Danny brinca enquanto entrega o prato pra outra enquanto Carlos faz uma cara de confusão.

"Porra " todos pulam na cama e no sofá de Pierre, o filme de terror que rodava na tv faziam todos gritarem a cada susto, Carlos se mantinha tranquilo apenas aproveitando o calor do corpo de Hawks que se encolhia e se escondia nele a cada susto.

" Quem teve essa ideia de merda de por um filme de terror, todo mundo é cagão aqui" Hawks ri alto quando Lando solta um grito fino aos pés dela e de Carlos.

" Eu to fora" Yuki se levanta pegando sua jaqueta jogada no chão do quarto.

" Ah não yukino, tá quase no final " Pierre disse olhando o tempo restante de filme, faltava 45 minutos.

" 45 minutos ? eu vou junto Yuki, me espera " Lando pula para fora da cama acompanhando o japonês " não há dinheiro que me faça ficar aqui" conclui o britânico antes de fechar a porta.

" Acho que eu vou também" Carlos escuta da voz fraca de Hawks.

" Eu vou te levar, já passou da hora de ir pra cama" Os dois se levantam e logo ouvem resmungos dos motoristas restantes.

" Vocês dois juízo, o grid não é lugar pra crianças" George grita bêbado enquanto Daniel ri alto provavelmente imaginando a cena.

" Vocês deviam ir pra igreja, pervertidos de merda " Hawks resmunga de volta enquanto Carlos fecha a porta do quarto " eles precisão ser internados imediatamente" a mulher diz guiando o caminho até o elevador que já estava aberto.

" O seu braço não estava deslocado então ? " Carlos inicia o assunto quando o elevador começa a subir para o andar de Hawks, ele se permitiu averiguar procurando na pouca pele exposta algum hematoma.

" Não, apenas mais uma contusão" um suspiro é solto da parte dela enquanto ela joga a cabeça pra trás.

" Fiquei muito preocupado quando não tínhamos respostas suas, foi assustador " a confissão atingiu o peito da piloto que sentiu seu coração palpitar com os sentimentos que essa frase revelava.

" Foi tão intenso, eu tentei desviar, mas acho que só piorei tudo" respondeu ainda olhando para o teto, o medo do que os olhos sinceros de Carlos podiam revelar era maior do que o esperado.

" Carinõ, se você não tivesse desviado Nicholas poderia ter morrido com o impacto, até mesmo você" as mãos de Sainz ganharam espaço nas bochechas da mulher a fazendo olhar pra ele, os olhos do homem tinham algo, um brilho de preocupação, carinho e algo que ela conhecia, mas não queria acreditar.

Os olhos de Carlos foram atraídos para os lábios rosados de Hawks, que sentia seu coração bater cada vez mais forte ao ver os olhos do espanhol descer em seu rosto, a mão da mulher subiu segurando na mão de Carlos, os próximos movimentos foram lentos e hesitantes, Carlos se aproximou mais do corpo de Hawks que puxou seu moletom para perto.

Os lábios se tocaram em um beijo calmo, aproveitando cada segundo, cada sentimento, ao se separarem pela falta de ar Carlos sentiu a vontade de abraçar o corpo menor em sua frente, ele não precisou fazer muito ao sentir os braços finos envolverem sua cintura.

" Para uma pessoa que diz não gostar de contato físico e grude, você ama me tocar até demais pro seu próprio bem Chilli ".

" Hawks, eu prefiro quando seus lábios estão nos meus".

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MAPIANU Nº2

Entre drills, traps e boombaps de fina estirpe, soltamo mais uma edição de MAPIANU com os lançamento do ano.

CHELSEA REJECT - BUBBLE GIRL

Terceiro álbum de estúdio deste jovem talento de Nova York, berço de grandes nomes do Hip-Hop. Aqui nesse trabalho, segue o bom trato nas linhas e na escolha dos beats, que imergem em um universo própria da rapper.

Transitando entre o boombap, trap e beats mais experimentais do que o costumeiro, Chelsea deslancha entre uma das emcees mais embaçada, quando o quesito é flow e barras. E o híbrido repertório sem perder a postura só vem pra confirmar isso. 'Bubble Grl' tem 10 faixas e conta com a participação de CJ Fly, Anthony King, T'Nah & LIFEOFTOM.

BIG BLLAKK - ERREJOTACULTDRILL, VOL. 2

Se formos falar de Drill no Brasil, temos obviamente que citar nome do rapper carioca Big Bllakk, uma das grandes referências nacionais. Mas nem tudo são flores, muito menos pra quem vem de baixo, e para que Bllakk chegasse até aqui, um longo e trabalhoso caminho teve de ser percorrido. Depois de singles com certo estrondo na mídia e feats com SD9 e produções de Apoena, foi com Derxan, em uma parceria digna de Romario e Edmundo para o Brasil Grime Shows, que as a melhoria começou a piar. Foi também com o mano Derxan que soltou sua primeira mixtape, 'Músicas Para Fumar Balão', lançada pela Pineapple Storm Records. Big Bllakk solta agora a versão 2.0 do EP 'Errejotacultdrill', que já tinha enxamiado a cena, em agosto de 2021. Com flow mais afiado e a dicção em dia, Bllakk retrata as noites e rondas pela 'cidade purgatório da beleza e do caos.'

O Extend-Play de 7 faixas e +1 bônus, com participações cirúrgicas de Juyè, LEALL, Sant e MG CDD. Já os beats, que trazem também um pouco a atmosfera da orla carioca, com sambas e bossas sampleadas e contrastando com as letras de Big. Os instrumentais são assinados em sua maioria por $amuka, que em collabs com produtores do calibre de Ávila No Beat, Erick Di, Nansy Silvvz, Babidi e Pedro Apoema, fazem o disco crescer ainda mais. Mais um bom lançamento do MC carioca, e mais uma da família Rock Danger!

KURT SUTIL - ME PERGUNTA COMO FOI MEU DIA

"Pergunta Como Foi Meu Dia" é o terceiro disco do manaura Kurt Sutil, um dos artistas mais criativos da nova safra de rappers, se destacando no underground brasileiro, sobretudo nortista. Carlos Wendel, vulgo Kurt Sutil, 22, é um cidadão que como qualquer um tem suas ascenções e crises, mas como é sabido, as condições de raça, classe e geografia atravessam o globo. E no Brasil, terceiro mundo, não seria diferente. No álbum - o artista que se inspirou em Kurt Wagner, o Noturno dos filmes X-Men - desenha bem em linhas e flows agressivos as dificuldades de um jovem afro-índigena. Com 11 faixas, o terceiro disco do rapper não trata só de questão de raça e das mazelas do povo do norte, mas também de amores, relacionamentos, exaltando também a sua área, e os seus, consequentemente. Entre boombaps e traps, "Pergunta Como Foi Meu Dia" conta com participações pontuais de Keys Carvalho, Greeg Slim, Will o índio, Ligeirinho AM, Andreww e os camaradas Bêonin, Bukana e DaPortela em duas faixas cada. Beats de JXX$, RVL$, Vittor Clover, Wander Reiss e a parceria de Rob & Dotghostit. O seu faixa Custic também assina 4 faixas no disco, além do mago do norte VXamã Goldfingah. Abençoado por tupã, Kurt segue... de Tapuá pro mundo!

PUMAPJL (FT. SONOTWS) - AUTODOMÍNIO

Mais um trampo da dupla do Febre90's, um dos grandes destaques da cena do Hip-Hop Brasileiro. Puma já se garante por demais, com Sono na retaguarda lançando as pedras, aí já é certeza de qualidade....

Com todos os instrumentais assinados pelo paulista de Jundiaí, o carioca do morro da Mangueira traz um flow de malandro posturado, como de praxe, tratando das vivências pós-sucessada do seu último trabalho, também com TWS, "Naturalidade EP".

O disco, apesar de curto, é objetivo. Se antes, em Naturalidade, pumapjl rimava sobre os balões no morro, e história de sua infância, personagens de sua vida e afins, hoje ele põe no papel as vivências de autocontrole e autodomínio nessa nova fase da sua vida artística e pessoal, com perspectivas totalmente diferentes de quando surgiu na cena. E segue contrariando estatísticas nessas 7 faixas, conseguindo dialogar com seu trabalho anterior, sem cansar flow ou lírica, e ainda estourar com um som não habitual entre o mainstream, sujo e mais orgânico, cheio de picotadas de jazz, música brasileira e batidas crocantes. Aliás, a drumkit do tio Sono, é brincadeira....

É isso, espero que tenham curtido. Até uma próxima!

Kelafé!

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