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A Day with Charles, Y/N, and Jack

Charles leclerc x reader

The streets of Monaco were bathed in the warm glow of the Mediterranean sun, casting a golden hue over the pristine yachts and bustling markets. In a charming apartment overlooking the marina, life was just as picturesque for Charles Leclerc, his wife Y/N, and their adorable three-year-old son, Jack.

Jack was a spitting image of his father, with the same tousled brown hair and, most strikingly, Charles' captivating green eyes. Y/N often found herself lost in those eyes, mesmerized by their depth and beauty. It was one of the many things she adored about her little family.

This particular morning, the scent of fresh croissants and brewing coffee filled the air. Y/N stood by the kitchen counter, slicing fruit for breakfast, while Jack clung to her leg, his small hands gripping her jeans.

"Bonjour, mon amour," Charles greeted, wrapping his arms around Y/N from behind and planting a soft kiss on her neck.

"Bonjour, Charles," she replied with a smile, turning her head to kiss him on the lips. "Have you seen how much Jack looks like you today? Especially his eyes."

Charles crouched down to Jack's level and ruffled his hair. "Oui, c'est vrai. Il a mes yeux. But he has your smile, and that makes him even more special."

Jack giggled, reaching up to be picked up by his father. "Papa!"

Charles lifted Jack effortlessly, twirling him around before settling him on his hip. "Ready for breakfast, little man?"

Jack nodded enthusiastically, pointing to the table where his favorite blue plate awaited.

As they sat down to eat, Y/N couldn't help but watch the two of them interact. Jack was undeniably a mama's boy, always seeking her out for comfort and affection, but his bond with Charles was equally heartwarming. She loved seeing how Charles' eyes would light up whenever he looked at their son.

After breakfast, they decided to spend the day exploring Monaco. The Leclerc family was well-loved by the locals, and their strolls often involved many friendly greetings and photo requests. Today was no different, and as they walked through the streets, they were frequently stopped by fans and friends alike.

At one point, they stopped by a quaint little park. Jack immediately ran to the playground, his excitement evident in his beaming smile.

"Careful, Jack," Y/N called out, watching him climb up the slide. "Ne te fais pas mal."

Charles laughed, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "He'll be fine. He's a tough little guy."

They sat on a nearby bench, watching Jack play. Charles turned to Y/N, a tender expression on his face. "You know, sometimes I still can't believe how lucky I am. I have the most beautiful wife and an amazing son."

Y/N blushed, leaning her head on his shoulder. "I feel the same way, Charles. Every day with you and Jack is a blessing."

"Do you think he knows how much we love him?" Charles asked, watching Jack interact with another child on the playground.

"I think he feels it," Y/N replied softly. "And I think he sees it in our eyes, especially yours. Those beautiful green eyes of yours that he inherited."

Charles smiled, pulling her closer. "I love you, Y/N."

"Je t'aime, Charles," she whispered back.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the park, they decided to head home. Jack, tired from all the playing, clung to Y/N as they walked back. His little head rested on her shoulder, his eyes fluttering closed.

"He's definitely a mama's boy," Charles said, chuckling as he watched them.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way," Y/N replied, kissing Jack's forehead.

Back at their apartment, they settled into their evening routine. After a bath and a bedtime story, Jack was finally asleep in his crib. Y/N stood by the crib, watching her son sleep peacefully.

Charles came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "He's perfect, isn't he?"

"Yes," Y/N said, tears of happiness in her eyes. "He has your eyes, and every time I look at him, I'm reminded of how much I love you."

Charles turned her around to face him, cupping her face in his hands. "And I love you, Y/N. Thank you for giving me this beautiful life, for being the best mother to our son."

They shared a tender kiss, a moment of pure love and connection. As they pulled away, Charles glanced down at Jack, a smile playing on his lips. "He's going to grow up knowing how much he's loved. And every time he looks in the mirror, he'll see those green eyes and remember where he came from."

Y/N nodded, her heart full. "Our little Jack, with his papa's eyes and his mama's heart. He's our everything."

They left the nursery, hand in hand, ready to face whatever the future held. Together, they knew they could handle anything. Their love was strong, and with Jack as the center of their world, their family was complete.

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zacian117 · 3 days

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inCHident - charles leclerc

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pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings: drunk! reader and Kelly, English is my second language!

type: fluff (funny? i hope so)

word count: 1k

summary: there is nothing funnier than you and your good friend Kelly Piquet, with whom you imitate your partners after alcohol and their famous action of 11 years ago...

more content: formula 1 masterlist, charles leclerc masterlist, max verstappen masterlist

“You know what?” You laughed, uncertainly walking down the stairs hand in hand with your boyfriend Charles.

“I'm listening to you, baby,” the man replied, holding you carefully by the elbow and waist.

Your head was spinning. The amount of alcohol on that day probably overcame you too much, or at least at that moment. Partying with Formula One drivers after races was something you loved. That atmosphere, that closeness of everyone together, the successful partying… well, and your beloved girls who proudly stood by their boyfriends as you did.

“You're a good boy,” you grinned, squeezing his hand. “Really, I've never had a better one in my life.”

Charles giggled under his breath, well aware of your condition. Ay, it wasn't the first time he'd seen you in it, and it probably wouldn't be the last either.

“Well, in that case I'm glad,” he replied, helping you up the last flight of stairs at Max and Kelly's temporary lodging for this trip.

That's where the two of you held your after-party after a good partying at the club. You didn't often do this, as mostly everyone was already tired after the fun at the first place, but today quite a few of you still had a lot of energy in you and you definitely couldn't let it go.

“But really Charles.” you said, stopping in front of the stairs.

You were then standing in a place somewhat isolated from the room where all the rest who had come with you were sitting. They were not all drivers, on the contrary, you ended up with about ten people. The rest simply let go of further fun and either returned by plane to their homes or to their hotel rooms.

That's why hardly anyone could catch the fact that you managed the “bathroom” task, which earlier caused a lot of laughter. Leclerc just didn't want to let you go up the stairs alone, and heck knows - you could still fall down them in those heels.

“Really what?” he laughed, grabbing you by the waist the moment you threw your arms around his neck.

“You really are a good boyfriend. If it wasn't for you, I probably would have peed there, it was a must,” you whispered in his ear as if it were a secret, which brought a smile to his face.

“Mhm” he muttered, stroking your hips through the thin material of your dress.

You moved closer to him and kissed him lightly, grinning into his mouth at the same time. However, you were soon interrupted by a shout from Kelly, who, unbeknownst to you, suddenly jumped out from around the corner.

“[Y.N] I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN A LONG TIME!!!”.

You quickly turned around, abandoning your boyfriend's embrace, and threw yourself into the arms of the brunette, who stood behind you with her arms spread out. The hallway was filled with your squeals.

“Kelly, how I love you! You are so beautiful today, what am I saying? You are beautiful every day,” you replied, giggling.

You and the girl moved towards the living room and sat close to each other on the couch. Charles moved behind you, however, sat on the armchair next to you. He was well aware that he didn't even have a lift at that moment, when you continued to be giggling and in each other's embrace.

Everyone in the room was listening to some story by Lando, who was telling it with great passion, but you were in your own world. You whispered something in each other's ear, burst out laughing afterwards, paid each other compliments, and much more. It did not even cross your mind that Max was not in the room. You only found out when he entered the living room in a down jacket and looked at you and Kelly with a surprised look.

“Max, what happened?” asked Oscar, giggling under his breath at the sight of Verstappen.

Max shrugged off his jacket, depositing it on the couch behind you, making the brunette hiss from the touch of cold on her warm skin.

“I thought she went out...” the man began, but was not given the chance to finish, as he was interrupted by his girlfriend.

“NO, HE'S JUST UNFAIR,” she began to say loudly, grabbing your hand, which you quickly picked up on. You loved to laugh at your boyfriends. "I'm leading, he want to pass, he push me, I push him back and after he push me off the track. JUST NOT FAIR"

"Thank you, thank you Max" you replied, pretending to hold the microphone.

A volley of laughter went throughout the living room, and you could feel Lando's phone pulled out on you, which was most likely recording you, but you didn't pay much remark to it. So did Charles, who measured you with his eyes as intensely as Max did.

Kelly rose on the couch, catching in her hand the remote control that lay on the coffee table, and pressed it to her lips, sitting cross-legged. The girl tilted her head toward you and raised her eyebrows slightly, lending authenticity to the “interview.”

“Charles. What's happend with emm Max?" She asked and put the remote control to your lips, encouraging you to use it, like a real microphone.

You looked at Max, who was standing behind his girlfriend with a disbelieving face, and burst out laughing, but quickly stepped into your role again and put on a serious face. Just like fifteen-year-old Charles, giving an interview at the time.

"Nothing, just an inCHident... on the race" You replied, shaking your head in a familiar way.

“I think I just cried,” replied Lando, choking back his own laughter and wiping away the tears that really did trickle from his eyes.

Everyone in the living room laughed, including you and Kelly. Well, okay, maybe not everyone. Max and Charles looked at each other in disbelief, time and again shifting their gaze to you.

“I can't believe it's been twelve years and people continue to remind us of this,” muttered Charles, trying to break through the loud laughter and applause in the room.

All he got in response was a pat on the shoulder from Max, who took the seat next to him, and they both looked at the rest of their friends, wondering where in their lives they had gone wrong that they had chosen such people...

A/N: please do not copy or translate my work! if you have any issues regarding this please contact me in the messages :)

I hope it brought at least a slight smile to your face. AND what more can I say? happy (but belated) inCHIdent anniversary!

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zacian117 · 3 days

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hii! can i request a little drabble for charles with an aussie gf, and he thinks her accent is so funny that he gets her to repeat certain words like ‘water’ or ‘bogan’ if she was insulting someone 🇦🇺🇦🇺💪

summary: charles loves to tease you, and your accent.

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

notes; thank you for requesting!! feeling good about how i did on my ap test, reminder that i write for oscar, max and charles :)

“So, y/n, we know you are quite energetic on the track.” chuckles ran through the room, including you three sitting on the couch. It was now interview time, it was twenty minutes after the race, Max placed first (surprise, surprise) you placed second, and your boyfriend Charles placed third. "With your cursing, singing, and all, the fans want to know if you drink anything special to bring your energy up?"

What a weird question. you thought. Although you shook it off, you've gotten weirder questions. You thought, trying to remember if you were in a contract with any sports drinks, nothing came to mind. "Uh, no?" you laughed, "All I drink is water."

You heard a quiet giggle from Charles, you turned, shooting him a questioning glance. He just smiled at you, shaking his head. The reporter nodded, accepting your answer.

A few minutes later, Max was in the middle of some questions, when you got thirsty, of course, the water bottles were on Charles's side, "Charles." you whispered leaning back, and spoke behind Max.

He turned his head to you quickly, shooting you a questioning look, "Can you pass me a water bottle?" you smiled sweetly, Charles giggled once more, nodding.

You watched him giggle, confused, what could possibly be so funny? he continued to giggle as he handed you the bottle, "Here's your water bottle." he giggled louder.

Although you loved Charles and his giggle, this time, it was annoying.

"What's so funny?" you huffed, Charles nudged Max, who had finished talking. "Water bottle," he repeated, this time with an accent identical to yours. Ah, that's what he's laughing about.

Max and Charles laughed loudly, you shook your head with a small smile, "You guys are children."

That just made them laugh louder, "Water bottle." Max laughed, using a horrible Australian accent. You turned back to the reporters with a shake of the head.

"Children." you muttered.

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zacian117 · 4 days

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Mycroft and John: *look at small Y/n doing her work on the floor*

John: umm Sherlock, who is this?

Sherlock: my adopted daughter.

Mycroft: you adopted a child?

Y/n: *clears throat* correction.. I adopted him so he became my adoptive father.

Mycroft and John: *nods head* yeah.. that's better.

Sherlock:...

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Mycroft: come on, Y/n. Now it's my turn to take care of you.

Toddler Y/n : *looking at Mycroft while tightly hugging the otter doll complete with coat and wearing a deerstalker and scarf around its neck* No.

Mycroft: what do you mean no, little sis?

Toddler Y/n : no means rejecting or canceling an act or speech that-

Mycroft: I know what 'no' mean, Y/n. *frustrated*

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zacian117 · 4 days

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Say It Back

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: after watching a TikTok, Y/N decides to pull a prank on Charles.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: though this trend is old, I like it a lot.

Charles and Y/N were in the apartment together, she was cooking while Charles was putting on his jacket.

“Where are you going, muñeco?” Y/N asked, pouring the rice in the pot.

“I’m going to the market to buy some chips, I noticed you’re out.” Charles said.

“Aww thank you, muñeco.” Y/N said, mixing the rice with oil, adding minced garlic.

“Okay so I’m going, I love you, Mon ange.” Charles kissed Y/N.

“Bye muñeco.” Y/N said, Charles had his hand on the door and looked back at Y/N.

“I love you!” Charles said louder, opening the door.

“Be safe, bebé.” Y/N said. Charles closed the door and sat at the kitchen counter, staring at Y/N. “What?”

“Is there something I did?” Charles asked.

“Mm no why, muñeco?” Y/N asked, pouring water in the rice pot, mixing.

“So you’re not mad at me?” Charles asked.

“No, I’m not mad muñeco. But I really do want those chips so please get them.” Y/N said, adding salt to the water.

“Okay, I’m going ma Belle, I love you.” Charles said, kissing Y/N, leaving the counter,

“Me too, muñeco, get Lays.” Y/N said and Charles walked back to the counter.

“Seriously Mon ange, what’s wrong? Why won’t you say that you love me?” Charles asked pouting, Y/N covered the pot with its lid and lowered the flame.

“Aww Charlie, i do love you.” Y/N said cupping his face and kissing his nose.

“Okay, I’m going now, I’m getting your chips, I love you,” Charles said.

“Me too,” Y/N said.

“Mon ange.” Charles whined and Y/N laughed. “Stop laughing, Mon ange, I’m very sensitive right now.” Charles pouted.

“I’m sorry Charlie but you are so cute.” Y/N said.

“Mon ange, im getting your chips from the market. I love you.” Charles said.

“Be safe!” Y/N said and Charles had enough, he walked to Y/N, lifted her on the counter and kissed her.

“I love you,” kiss “I love you” kiss “I love you” kiss “I’ll keep kissing you until you say it back, I love you” kiss “I love you” kiss.

“Okay, okay, okay, I love you muñeco, I love you so much.” Y/N placed a long kiss on Charles. “Now get my chips.”

“Yes ma’am, I’ll get your chips, I love you.” Charles said, opening the door.

“I love you too.” Y/N said.

“Yes.” Charles cheered, making Y/N laugh.

The End

A quick little blurb, hope y’all like it

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zacian117 · 4 days

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Sherlock:*opens the body bag*

John: *shocked because he saw Y/n in a body bag with airpods in her ears*

also John: uhm.. Sherlock, shouldn't the clothes or items related to the corpse be separated?

Sherlock: *groan in frust* Y/n! How many times have I told you not to sleep in a body bag!

Y/n: *gets up and yawns while stretching her hands and cracking her spine* nice bed ever

John:...

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zacian117 · 5 days

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🙏

Y/N: God, give me patience.

Logan: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

Y/N: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.

#f1 x reader #formula one imagines #f1 imagine #incorrect quotes #logan sargent x reader #logan sargeant #logan sargeant x reader

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zacian117 · 5 days

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What’s for Dinner?

Y/N: So what's for dinner?

Logan, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

#f1 x reader #formula one imagines #f1 x driver!reader #f1 imagine #incorrect quotes #logan sargent x reader #logan sargeant

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zacian117 · 5 days

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GIF

Y/N: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent?

Logan: Go the fuck to sleep

Y/N: What gif I don't want to?

Logan: Fuck You!

#f1 x reader #formula one imagines #f1 x driver!reader #f1 imagine #incorrect quotes #logan sargeant x reader #logan sargeant #logan sargent x reader

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zacian117 · 6 days

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Max: So, how’s the most beautiful man in the world doing?

Charles: idk…how are you doing? *winks*

Max: …

Max: [voice cracking] I’m fine

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zacian117 · 6 days

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Charles: *yawns*

Max: [smirking] Yeah, being pretty must be tiring.

Charles: Well, then you must be exhausted.

Max: *chokes*

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zacian117 · 6 days

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Inspired by the VERSTAPPENCOM post

You know the one

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zacian117 · 6 days

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living the life ! | poly!f1 driver series

pairing: max verstappen x reader, oscar piastri x reader, charles leclerc x reader. poly!au

genre: humor and fluff

summary: in which, you are living the life as a formula 1 driver, with three formula 1 boyfriends.

notes: request for this series are open! feel free to send them in :)

001 the golf cart: you ‘steal’ a golf cart, it goes as well as anyone could expect. (coming soon!)

002…

003…

004…

005…

drabbles

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zacian117 · 6 days

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Hang on, let me put on the right song for writing Chapter 4 of SRP

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zacian117 · 7 days

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Doing things 🧐

Y/N: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I'm late... I was... doing things.

* Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*

Lando: * Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN' STAIRS.

#f1 x reader #formula one imagines #f1 x driver!reader #lando norris x reader #f1 imagine #incorrect quotes

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zacian117 · 9 days

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Lewis : do you play other sports?

Y/N : yeah , i run away from my feelings.

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