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All-American Bitch

How Many Likes?

Pairing: Lando Norris x Latina/Hispanic! Reader

Summary: Y/N wants to test out a thing she saw on TikTok

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: this is my first Lando Norris fanfic, let me know if you’d like more

Y/N has been dating Lando Norris for a while and honestly, the relationship is going great for only being together a few months. So, like any girl, she wants to test how much her boyfriend loves her. She was seeing a trend on TikTok where girls ask their boyfriends how many likes on their new TikTok video does she need to get certain expensive item.

Y/N was scrolling on her phone, doing a little “window shopping” as she does when she came across a cute bag. Lando came out of his little workout room drinking water and wiping his face with a towel.

“How was your workout, Chico fresa?” Y/N asked. Lando sighed.

“My workout went well, sweet thing, but I regret letting you hang out with Pato. What even is ‘fresa’ in his country?” Lando asked, taking one of his premade meals from the fridge.

“According to Pato, it means diva, according to Checo, it means posh. I think Blair Waldorf from gossip girl is the most fresa out of the nonjudgmental breakfast club.” Y/N said and Lando laughed.

“I am not posh.” Lando said.

“Amor, you live in Monaco, you drive sports cars, even the way you dress SCREAMS posh. But I love you.” Y/N said, getting up from the couch to kiss Lando.

“Thanks, sweetheart.” Lando said.

“Hey so I was looking for movie tickets because k really wanted to see Inside Out 2 and I came across this bag.” Y/N said, showing Lando the bag.

“So my question is, how many likes on TikTok do I need to get for you to buy me this bag?” Y/N asked.

“10 like.” Lando said.

“10?” Y/N asked.

“Yep, just 10, send me the link, would you, sweetheart?” Lando asked

“Sure.” Y/N sent Lando the link and Lando started to scroll, checking all the bags

“Love, so I got you the pink bag, a white galleria leather bag, and a saffiano mini bag.” Lando said and Y/N was shocked.

“Lando, mi Vida, that’s too much, I can’t possibly accept that.” Y/N said and Lando cupped her face.

“I believe my girlfriend deserves that and SO much more. This way you have options of which bag to take with you when we go out.” Lando said, kissing her nose, making her scrunch her nose.

“Thank you. Plus I needed a new work bag.” Y/N said.

“Well now you’re getting a new work bag and two other bags. Did you buy the tickets for the movie?” Lando asked.

“I saw the bag and I forgot.” Y/N said.

“I’ll buy the tickets, you want the open air cinema or the princess Grace theater?” Lando asked.

“Whichever works for you.” Y/N said

“Alright the princess grace theater it is, we could go mini golfing before, you up for that, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

“Yeah, sounds like fun.” Y/N said,

“Perfect.” Lando said, kissing Y/N before buying tickets and everything.

The End

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Hi! I was wondering if you've watched the new Scream movie yet and if so, are you taking any requests for characters from the movie

Hi! I have not seen the new Scream movie, and if I did, I’m not sure if I can write an imagine/one shot of any of the Scream characters…unless it’s an AU since that’s my specialty 😂.

IT ALL DEPENDS!! I can definitely make an “X reader” one shot of a Scream character that DOES NOT follow the plot of Scream. Once I watch the movie and get a feel of their personalities, I would be able to write

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My name is Eyad Sami.

I have been married to Amal Mahmoud for thirteen years, and we have four children: Sami, Mohammad, Sarah, and Saad. We are from Palestine, specifically the Gaza Strip, which has been under siege for over eighteen years.

Now, we no longer have a home, and my family lives in a refugee school in the Al-Zaytoun area of northern Gaza, while I live in a tent in Deir al-Balah. I haven't seen my children or my wife for over eight months. My children and wife are suffering from continuous bombing, lack of resources to live in peace, and a shortage of food and water. Here, I am enduring severe psychological and physical pressures due to my inability to be with them and meet their needs.

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Fanfic Question

So I don't know how i feel about this or how you guys would feel about it...but would you guys be okay with me posting blurbs or shorter fanfics while I'm working on my longer ones?

For example, the Drive Thru Test was a shorter fanfic i posted while i was working on The "Affair" and right now That's That Me Espresso is a shorter fanfic I posted while i currently work on Missing Journal where Charles reads Y/N journal about her crush but thinks she has a crush on Lando when she is actually crushing on Charles.

I am also working on another longer fanfic where Charles is dating a girl and she thinks the food that Y/N, Charles's roommate, made was actually made by Charles so Charles has Y/N to teach him how to cook ONE DISH but Charles's date decided to bring ingredients for him to cook a completely different dish so he FaceTimes Y/N so she could tell him how to cook whatever his date is wanting him to make. Its called "Ratatoullie" and its based on an episode of this sitcom Melissa and Joey. Do y'all like this idea?

The longer fanfics obviously take a longer time to write but I also don't want to keep you waiting if that makes sense. Like yes, I know i am not the only Charles Leclerc fanfic writer, but I am the only one who writes for us Hispanic/Latina readers. Like I am Mexican and Peruvian and I try to include a little bit of my culture whether its with slang or food.

ANYWAY the main question is, should i write shorter fics while you wait for the longer fics?

Ringtone

Summary: how the drivers react to the ringtone Y/N puts for their contact

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE, as you can see, I am alive, not that I want to be, jaja. I have mild depression so I can joke about this. ANYWAY drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz Jr. and Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Charles was in his apartment, washing dishes and Y/N was walking all over the living room, practically tearing the couch apart.

“Mon coeur, what are you doing?” Charles asked.

“Looking for my phone. It’s not in my bag, it’s not in the car, I don’t know where it could possibly be.” Y/N said.

“Want me to call it?” Charles asked, drying his hands on the towel.

“If you can, muñeco, that would be great.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, I’m on it.” Charles said, getting his phone from the charger and calling you ‘Mon Coeur ❤️’

Then her ringtone started playing.

“Baby said When you're talking, I go dead Shut your mouth, give me your head (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to Baby said Let me taste your silhouette You can talk between my legs (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to”

Y/N found it the cupboard where they keep their wine glasses.

“Thanks, muñeco.” Y/N said, kissing him but Charles started at her. “What?”

“That’s my ringtone?” Charles asked

“Yes. You like Måneskin, I thought it would be fitting.” Y/N said, putting her phone to charge.

“But ‘baby said’? Specifically the chorus?” Charles asked.

“If you don’t like it, I can change it.” Y/N stated but Charles kisses her passionately.

“I didn’t say I wanted you to change it. In fact, I think I would like to talk between your legs.” Charles smirked.

“Damn, muñeco. I guess we could since you really want to.” Y/N said and they went to the bedroom.

Lando Norris

“Fresita!” Y/N called Lando from the other room. He paused his video game and went to where Y/N was.

“What happened, sweet thing?” Lando asked.

“I lost my phone again.” Y/N pouted. Lando laughed, shaking his head as he pulled out his phone.

“I will get you one of the straps for your phone so you won’t lose it. How do you lose it so often?” Lando asked, clicking on your contact ‘Babygirl ❤️’

“I don’t know.” Y/N replied and she heard her phone ringing.

“It's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what? It's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what? (We want that weekend) it's Friday again (oh) Then Saturday, Sunday, what? (We want that weekend) it's Friday again then Saturday, Sunday, what?”

“Got it! Thank you, mi Vida.” Y/N said, pulling the phone from between the couch cushions and Lando groaned. “Hey, at least my phone wasn’t on silent!” Y/N exclaimed, thinking he’s annoyed with her.

“It’s not that, is that really my ringtone? I sang it once for a radio check. Once!” Lando said.

“I’m sorry but there isn’t another song I associate you with, fresita mía, how else would I know it’s you when you call me, hm?” Y/N said.

“True. I’m still buying you the phone strap though.” Lando said.

“Yeah, that’s fine, go back to your game.” Y/N said

Logan Sargeant

“Son of a bitch!” Y/N shouted and Logan ran to where she was.

“What happened, baby?” Logan asked, concerned by your scream.

“I lost my phone again. Can you call it?” Y/N asked.

“Is the sound off again?” Logan asked, pulling out his phone to click on your contact “Babe 😍”

“Of course not, Im not an idiot.” Y/N said and she heard her phone ringing.

“So I put my hands up, they're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away I'm noddin' my head like, yeah Movin' my hips like, yeah I got my hands up, they're playin' my song They know I'm gonna be okay Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A. Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.” Y/N walked to bathroom and found it with the cleaning supplies.

“Thanks, príncipe!” Y/N said, putting her phone in her back pocket. Logan stared at her in disbelief. “What? You Don’t like the song?”

“Why did you choose ‘party in the u.s.a.’ as my ringtone?” Logan asked.

“Because it’s the most American song EVER, you’re American…” Y/N said.

“You’re American too!” Logan exclaimed.

“AND I liked Miley Cyrus. Plus, I can’t really put ‘what the fuck is a kilometer’ as my ringtone for you, that’s too much.” Y/N said.

“Haha, You’re lucky i love you.” Logan said, kissing her forehead.

“I am pretty lucky huh. Think we can go to Disney World while we’re staying with your parents, please?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah sure, when did you want to go?” Logan asked.

“Next week? Can you Disney bound with me?” Y/N asked.

“Of course we can, babe. Will we be Prince Charming and Cinderella?” Logan asked.

“Mmm, more like Anna and Kristoff since you’re blonde…but I do own a lot of blue, we’ll see.” Y/N says, kissing Logan.

Oscar Piastri

“Darling, you ready to go to the airport?” Oscar asked.

“No! I lost my phone, I have no idea where it is.” Y/N said.

“Sweetheart, we’ve talked about this.” Oscar said.

“I know, Tiburóncin, but I can’t find it. Can you call my phone?” Y/N asked.

“Sure.” Oscar pulled out his phone and clicked on her contact “Darling 🥰” and Y/N’s phone started ringing

“Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself, I don't wanna stay, wanna run away but I'm trapped under your spell. And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest And I'm having trouble catching my breath Ooh ooh Won't you please stop loving me to death?” Y/N found her phone in her suitcase.

“Thanks, tiburóncin! I thought I lost it for real this time.” Y/N said, adjusting her suitcase again and zipping it up.

“Why is my ringtone a 5 seconds of summer song?” Oscar asked.

“You’re Australian, they’re Australian, it seemed appropriate.” Y/N said.

“I guess it could have been worse.” Oscar said.

“It WAS worse, I had it as ‘tiburóncin ooh ha ha’ from finding nemo.” Y/N admitted.

“Why are you like this?” Oscar asked.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it, I’m freaking adorable.” Y/N said.

“Yes you are.” Oscar said, pinching Y/N’s cheek. “Now let’s go.”

Lewis Hamilton

“Bombón!” Y/N yelled, lewis got off the couch with Roscoe walking behind him to see what Y/N wanted. She was in his home gym, looking behind dumbbells.

“Yes, angel?” Lewis asked

“Have you seen my phone? I can’t find it anywhere.” Y/N said.

“Where was the last place you saw it?” Lewis asked.

“If I knew that, i wouldn’t be searching for my phone.” Y/N said. Lewis pulled out his phone.

“Don’t be a brat, I’ll call your phone, all right.” Lewis said, clicking on her contact “Angel💕” and Y/N’s phone started ringing.

“A mi me gustan mayores, de esos que llaman señores, que los que te abren la puerta y te mandan flores. A mi me gustan más grandes, que no me quepa en la boca, los besos que quiere darme que me vuelva loca, loca, oh oh oh oh oh, loca, oh oh oh oh oh” Y/N found it under a gym bag.

“Thanks, bombón.” Y/N said.

“Why is that my ringtone?” Lewis asked.

“Because you are older than me and I LOVE this song.” Y/N said.

“What does it mean?” Lewis asked.

“I like older men, those who you call sir, who open up your door and give you flowers, I like bigger ones that can’t fit in my mouth, the kisses he gives me drives me crazy.” Y/N said.

“Oh wow, such a naughty girl you are.” Lewis said.

“Hey, you asked for the translation. Can we go out to eat?” Y/N asked.

“Of course.” Lewis said.

Carlos Sainz Jr.

“Chingada madre!” Y/N yelled, startling Carlos and Piñón.

“Princesa, qué pasó?!” Carlos yelled backed.

“Perdí mi pinche teléfono, me puedes marcar?” Y/N asked, walking into the living room where she found Carlos and Piñón on the couch.

“Sí, claro.” Carlos said. “Con permiso, Piñón.” He got off the couch and went to his phone that was charging and clicked on her contact, “Princesa 👑” and her phone starts ringing

“His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold No need to ask He's a smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator” Y/N found her phone under Piñón’s dog bed

“I have to ask, why is your phone there?” Carlos asked.

“I Don’t know, chulito.” Y/N said, pocketing her phone.

“But thank you for putting ‘smooth operator’ as my ringtone.” Carlos said.

“Of course, Amor.” Y/N said. “It’s literally impossible to find another song that represents you.”

“It wouldn’t say impossible. Piñón and i are gonna play fetch outside, want to join?” Carlos asked

“Sure.” Y/N said.

Max Verstappen

Max was feeding Jimmy and Sassy when Y/N entered the kitchen.

“Hello, schatje (sweetheart), did you take your allergy medicine?” Max asked.

“Of course I did, guapetón, have you seen my phone? I know I had it last night when we were watching a movie.” Y/N said.

“Maybe check between the couch cushions.” Max said.

“I did, it’s not there.” Y/N said.

“Well we didn’t go anywhere…it should be here, I’m gonna call your phone.” Max said.

“Good idea.” Y/N said, max got his phone and clicked on her contact “Schatje ❤️” and that’s when Y/N’s phone starts ringing.

“Du du du du, max verstappen, du du du du, max verstappen.” Y/N found her phone inside the cats’ scratching post

“Thank you, amor.” Y/N said.

“Out of all the songs you could have chosen for my ringtone, you chose that one?” Max asked.

“How else would I know it’s you, baby?” Y/N asked.

“By looking at the phone and see who’s calling.” Max said.

“Yeah but i think personalized ringtones are so much better.” Y/N said,

“Okay, fine, do you want to go to the beach today?” Max asked.

“I’d love to.” Y/N said.

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My absolute favorite James Potter imagine/one shot!

imitation || james potter x reader

pairing: james potter x fem!reader

request: james boggart turning into reader’s dead body and he panics so much he just has to see reader💔 and when he does see them he cant stop clutching onto them and telling them hes going to protect them forever/or never to leave him…🥺💔💔 fluff and angst.. but if you ever wanted ideas for a james fic…^^ – anon :))

note: this is so fucking cute and it’s prolly going to be short but i’m lowkey pumped to write it! also - i have no fucking clue who the dada teacher was so… they’re just going to be referred to as ‘professor.’ enjoy! :)

warnings: swearing, angst, sad!james

word count: 2.3k 

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Prison For Life

Paring: Walter Marshall x Latina/Hispanic! Reader

Summary: Walter Marshall is very protective over his girlfriend, Y/N, despite her knowing how to protect herself.

Warning: non translated Spanish porque luego me da flojera, errors in spelling or grammar because I don’t double check, I guess mentions of violence and sexual harassment

A/N: Based off of Olivia Rodrigo’s unreleased song “Prison For Life” which is most definitely my theme song, can’t lie. Sorry I haven’t been writing much

Y/N has always been an independent woman, she can perfectly take care of herself. However, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t want someone to protect her.

Just a boy in a Chevy truck

He’s got money, but not too much

Walter Marshall has been a detective for the Minneapolis police department for over 10 years so he makes a decent amount of money. The day he met Y/N is certainly a day he would never forget. He parked his 2022 Chevrolet Silverado 2500 HD in the parking lot of Brits Pub and walked inside. He sat at the counter and waited for the bartender to turn around. When the bartender did, he was greeted by beautiful (your color) doe eyes and a small smile.

“Hola, guapo, I’m Y/N, what can I get ya to drink?” Y/N asked him.

“What do you recommend, love?” Walter asked. Y/N wanted to blush because of his British accent but she remained professional. It was a British pub after all so she shouldn’t really be surprised whenever a Brit comes in.

“Well, you could never go wrong with a classic Corona or a Dos Equis Lager, but that’s just me. You seem like a Heineken guy though.” Y/N said.

“I’ll take a Heineken then.” Walter said with a smile. Y/N smiled back and been to serve Walter Heineken in a frosted glass.

“Here you go. Would you want food or are you just here for the beer?” Y/N asked.

“Could I get a chicken tikka masala?” Walter asked.

“Sure thing, hun.” Y/N said, winking at him.

Half an hour later, Walter was eating his food, drinking his beer, and watching whatever the pub was playing on TV when he spotted Y/N at a table with 3 men (basically that scene in Man of Steel).

“Come on, Doll, have a drink with me, I’ll make it worth your while.” The guy in the green t shirt said.

“I already said no, I’m working. Even if I wasn’t working, the answer would be no. So unless you’re gonna order something else..” Y/N said, making her way to clear the empty beer bottle when she felt the guy grope her ass. Y/N turn and smack his hand away and the guy grabbed her wrist. “Let go.”

“Who’s gonna make me?” The guys said. Before Y/N had the chance to take her butterfly knife out of her apron pocket, she felt someone stand behind her.

“I will.” The deep British voice said. “You heard her, let her go.”

“Who the fuck are you?” The guy asked in an angry tone.

“I’m detective Marshall, so let her go before I arrest you for sexual misconduct and disorderly conduct.” Walter said and the guy let Y/N go while the other bartender working kicked him out. “You okay, Y/N?” Walter asked.

“Yeah, thank you for that. If you hadn’t done that, I would have stabbed him.” Y/N said,

“I Don’t believe that.” Walter said but Y/N pulled out her butterfly knife. “Oh wow, you really would have stabbed him.” Y/N chuckled at his shocked face.

“When you’re a female bartender or a woman in general, self defense is vital.” Y/N said.

“Could never be too careful. How about I buy you a drink.” Walter said.

“I can’t really drink on the job. But my shift ends in 15 minutes if you want to wait. We could go somewhere else.” Y/N said.

“That sounds perfect.” Walter said.

And he calls me “baby girl”

I run my hands through his curls

Walter and Y/N have been officially dating for 2 weeks. This was the first time Y/N spent the night at Walter’s house. She was sound asleep until Walter’s alarm woke them up. Walter shut off his alarm while Y/N covered her face with the comforter. Walter chuckled and pulled down the covers to see Y/N. He kissed her nose.

“Good morning, baby girl.” Walter said. Y/N felt butterflies every time he called her that. Y/N started to play with his curly hair.

“Good morning, guapo. What time is it?” Y/N asked. Walter checked his phone.

“It’s 6:30, love.” Walter said. Y/N groaned.

“You wake up way too early.” Y/N said. Walter got off the bed and put on his boxers.

“Well I get in at 8, I have to shower and everything. But you can rest up, baby girl, I know I tired you out last night.” Walter said, kissing her one last time. But before he left his room, he heard something that made him turn around.

“Or I can join you in your shower.” Y/N offered, batting her eyelashes. Walter groaned.

“You’re going to be the death of me, baby girl.” Walter said, before leaning down on the bed to capture her lips, making out a little before lifting her off the bed, having her wrap her legs around his waist, and carrying her to the bathroom where they showered.

And my parents think he’s good and he is, rest assured

He’s anything but sweet if someone comes for me

Walter and Y/N have been dating for 3 months now, Y/N was working in the bar when she got a phone call. She told her coworker, Jason, that she was on break and went to the back room to answer the phone.

“Hello?” Y/N said.

“Hola, amor, como has estado?” Her mom said on the other line.

“Hola mami, estoy bien. Ahorita estoy trabajando, te llamo después, si?”

“Espérate mija, te llamo para decir que tu papá y yo estamos en camino para tu apartamento, nos falta dos, está bien para ti?”

“Mami, para que me visitas?”

“Una mamá ya no puede visitar a su hija o que? Solo quiero saber cómo estás, casi no hablamos. Entonces te veo luego amor, bye.” Her mom hung up and Y/N groaned, calling Walter. He picked up after 3 rings.

“Hey, baby girl, are you excited for our date?” Walter asked

“Hey, querido listen, we need to cancel our date.” Y/N said.

“Why? Are you okay?” Walter asked worriedly.

“No Yeah, everything is fine, but my parents are coming over, I just got off the phone with my mom, so now I need to get my apartment ready, so sorry.” Y/N said.

“Don’t worry, darling, it’s fine, I get it. Talk to you later, bye.” Walter said.

2 hours later, Y/N was in her apartment, she prepared penne vodka, got a bottle of Sangiovese out of the liquor cabinet, set up the dinner table, and out on something somewhat presentable before buzzing up her parents. When there was a knock on her door she opened it but was surprised to see Walter standing outside her door with a bouquet of pink peonies.

“Walter, what are you doing here? I told you my parents are coming over.” Y/N said, pulling him into the apartment.

“Yes, I know, love. But I actually wanted to meet your parents if that’s okay.” Walter said, Y/N was shocked that he actually wanted to meet her parents.

“Yeah, sure, that’s fine, up, take another plate out of the cabinet while I put these in water.” Y/N said, kissing his cheek. Y/N got a vase, filled them with water, and checked to see if the stems were cut diagonally before putting them in the vase and setting them on the kitchen counter. Walter set up his place at the dinner table when the doorbell rang and Y/N buzzed her parents up. A few moments later, there was a knock on the door and Y/N opened the door to see her parents.

“Hola, mija, como has estado?” Her dad greeted her first, hugging her while entering the apartment.

“Hola papi, hola mami.” Y/N greeted back.

“Y/N, quien es este hombre tan guapo?” Her mom asked and Y/N blushed out of embarrassment.

“Ah mami, él es..”

“Buenas tardes, señora, soy Walter, el novio de su hija.” Walter held out his hand for her mom to shake. All three Latinos shocked at the fact that the handsome gringo can speak Spanish practically perfectly.

“How?” Y/N asked.

“Well i am from England, I learned Spanish in school but ever since I got a gorgeous Latina/Hispanic (whichever you prefer to be called, honestly) girlfriend, I’ve been practicing more.” Walter said.

“I love that. Bueno, ya está la comida, así que les sirvo la pasta y quizás un poquito de vino, si?” Y/N said.

Dinner went quite well and Y/N walked her parents to the lobby to say goodbye properly.

“Es un buen muchacho, Y/N. Se nota que te quiere mucho. Nos vemos luego.” Her mom said as they both left. Y/N got upstairs and saw Walter washing the dishes.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know.” Y/N said.

“I crashed your dinner with your parents, it’s the least I could do.” Walter said.

“Thanks. So you’ve been practicing your Spanish ever since we’ve started dating?” Y/N asked him.

“Pues claro, así puedo decirte que te amo.” Walter said as he took Y/N hands in his. “I love you, Y/N, I really do. It was one of the reasons why I wanted to meet your parents today too.”

“Yo también te amo, Walter.” Y/N said. They kissed.

A week later, Walter and Y/N went to a bar so she could meet his friends/coworkers. Everything was going well until Y/N went to the bar counter to get more drinks for their booth and felt a person grab her ass, what is with people and her ass? She turned around but she already saw Walter pushing the guy away from her.

“What hell is your problem, man?” The guy yelled, clearly drunk.

“My problem is men like you thinking it’s okay to touch my girlfriend, or any woman for that matter, without their consent. I’m a cop so I suggest you leave before I arrest your drunken ass.” Walter threatened and the guy left with a huff. “You okay, baby girl?”

“Yes I am, thanks to you.” Y/N said, the bartender flagged her down for the drinks, she thanked him, and walked to the booth with Walter’s arms around her.

I’m a feminist, obviously, but I wouldn’t really mind him saving me

And I know that I’m fine without a man but I think I would like his protection

I’m just being honest, can’t change what I like, I’ll never forget it, he told me one night

“If anybody hurts you, ha, I’m going to prison for life”

Y/N was at her house, getting ready to go out with Walter, video chatting with her bestie.

“Wait, you’re telling me that you’re in love with this guy? What happened to you being an independent woman and a feminist.” Her friend said.

“I am a feminist, Don’t get me wrong. I still am an independent woman, thank you very much, I pay my bills, but i wouldn’t mind him fighting off any pervs from the fucking bar when I’m working. I’m pretty sure I’d get fired if I actually put my butterfly knife to good use.” Y/N said, doing her makeup

“I mean fair, it’s like you could do it, but you shouldn’t have to.” Her friend said.

“Exactly! Besides, all those romance novels I’ve read made me want like a protective boyfriend, those who say ‘where whatever you want, I can fight’, like a that’s so hot. I think Walter fits that description.” Y/N said, putting the finishing touches of her makeup.

“You certainly got a book boyfriend, I’ll tell you that.” Y/N was going to respond until she got a call from Walter.

“Hey baby girl, I’m downstairs, ready whenever you are.” Walter said.

“I’m coming, bye.” Y/N hung up. “Hey, (friends name), Walter is here, I gotta go.” Y/N said.

“Have fun.” Her friend said and hung up. Y/N got her bag and left the apartment to see Walter standing by his truck with a bouquet of roses in his hand this time.

“Happy 6 months, darling.” W,after said, leaning down to kiss her.

“Happy 6 months. Do I just put these in water and then we can go?” Y/N asked.

“Or you could do that after our date. Come on, I’m positive you’re going to love it.” Walter said. He drove until they made it to a park where there was a picnic table. He got out of the truck to open the door for Y/N and help her out. He went to the back to get out a picnic basket.

“Aw, this is so cute, Walter.” Y/N said, kissing him lightly.

“I’m glad you think so, love, let’s go, our date awaits.” Walter said, leading her to the table, setting everything up.

When they were done, he drove back to her place where she invited him up to have a slice of flan that she has made last night.

“This is delicious, love. You are an amazing cook.” Walter said, kissing her, her lips tasting sweet from the flan.

“Thank you, my mom taught me.” Y/N asked.

“Y/N, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.” Walter said,

“Go ahead, ask me.” Y/N said,

“Whats that scar on your hip?” Walter asked. Y/N tenses up a bit but answered him anyway.

“It was after work. This was like a year ago, um, this drunk kept hitting on me, I kept saying no, when I was leaving his table, I felt his hand on my inner thigh, the one day I wear a skirt, right, and I slapped him. The manager kicked him out, my shift ended an hour later, as I was walking to my car, I felt him grab me, I was looking for my knife when I felt him cut me on my hip and I stab his hand. He screamed, I got a bunch of napkins that I kept in my purse to press it against my hip and drove to the hospital. It wasn’t that deep but it did need stitches. So yeah, that’s what happened.” Y/N said, eating another spoonful of flan. Walter took Y/N’s free hand in his, bringing it to his lips, kissing it.

“I Don’t know what to say. I wish I would have met you before, to prevent that from happening.” Walter said.

“Whats done is done, don’t dwell on it, guapo, it’s okay.” Y/N said,

“I’ll just say this, I have fought or threatened any person who has touched you or even looked at you the wrong way.” Walter started and Y/N giggled because it was true. “But I am positive that if anybody hurts you, I’m going to prison for life, I’ll always be there to protect you or fight for you.” Walter said, kissing her.

The End

Hope y’all like it! Should I make a part 2 based off the second verse and the bridge?

OBSESSED

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina Plus Size! Reader

Summary: Y/N has been dating Henry Cavill for a few weeks and everything was going fine with their relationship until she found out that his ex is Ana de Armas.

Warning: I think this turned out a little more comical than I wanted to but it was fun to write.

A/N: Obviously his dating history is made up, this is inspired by Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo (I definitely prefer GUTS over SOUR, its more my vibe, not a stan though) ANYWAY, as a plus sized Latina who struggles with her body image and has tons of insecurities, i will be projecting. Let me know if you want more plus sized Y/Ns in the future

When Y/N was younger, she always had the dream of walking the red carpet like Salma Hayek. Though she wasn’t a singer or an actress, she couldn’t believe her dream is coming true as she walks alongside Henry Cavill, her super handsome actor boyfriend. They met on the set of the ministry of ungentlemanly warfare, Y/N was the guest of Eiza Gonzalez, Henry confused her as one of the wardrobe designers, Y/N explained who she was, and they hit it off. They were invited to the premiere of an action movie. She had on a smoky blue dress with a slit up to the middle of her left thigh and a corset bodice, absolutely beautiful. Henry and Y/N were posing for photos and Henry leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“You look ravishing, darling.” Henry whispered and kissed her temple when he pulled away. After a few more pictures, they entered the area, Henry began to talk to some people he knew and that’s when Y/N bumped into someone.

“Ay que boba soy, im so sorry.” Y/N told the Woman she bumped into but couldn’t see her face.

“No se preocupe, está bien.” The woman said, she turned to face Y/N and Y/N was in shock.

“No way, Ana de Armas de verdad lo siento mucho, no me estaba fijando.” Y/N said,

“Toda está bien, de verdad, me encanta su vestido.” Ana said, gesturing to Y/N’s dress. The twos were talking until…

“Ready to go in, love?” Henry said, putting his arm around Y/N. “Ana, how are you?” Henry asked the Cuban woman.

“Henry, I didn’t know you came with someone, she’s stunning. It was nice seeing you again, guapo, un placer conocerla, querida.” Ana said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek as she went inside. Henry and Y/N stayed back.

“How do you two know each other? I don’t think you guys made a movie together, right?” Y/N asked, curious how the British man knew the Cuban actress.

“Well, love, um, Ana and I dated…for a while.” Henry said. Y/N’s eyes widened.

“What?” Y/N questioned. So many questions were going through her head. Why did they break up? Was it jealousy? Is that why Henry chose her to date? He wouldn’t get jealous dating Y/N because no one else would want to date the fat girl? Henry’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.

“Let’s go in and watch the movie, yeah?” Henry asked, leading Y/N in the theater to watch the movie but Y/N couldn’t pay attention. She couldn’t help but compare herself to Ana de Armas, like Ana was basically perfect! Ana’s hair looks so healthy, her amber eyes were just beautiful, her skin was flawless, and then there’s her, her hair is frizzy no matter how she styles it (wavy hair problems), there’s nothing special about her eyes, and no amount of makeup or skincare would give her that airbrushed look. Why is Henry going out with Y/N? That is what she keeps asking herself.

When the movie was over, Henry and Y/N went back to his house to unwind.

“You staying the night, darling?” Henry asked, hanging up his coat.

“Yeah, Fortachón, I’m staying.” Y/N said, sitting on his couch. “I didn’t know you dated Ana.”

“Yeah, it was a long time ago.” Henry said.

“If you guys never had any movies together, how did you meet?” Y/N asked. She was curious about his past relationship.

“My love, I don’t think we should be talking about this.” Henry commented.

“Fine, I’ll drop it.” Y/N said.

“Good.” Henry said. “Now let’s get you out of this dress because I’m tempted to see what’s underneath.” Henry grinned.

And he did just that. However, when Henry was asleep, Y/N was wide awake, looking at Ana’s instagram. She is so perfect! Not too short, not too tall, Ana had an hourglass figure unlike herself. Did Ana slept in the same bed as Henry, same side as Y/N, she bet Ana had those sexy silk pajamas unlike her, opting for her Macy’s pajamas set. She googled Henry and Ana together and their size difference was PERFECT, Henry and Ana looked like Hercules and Meg, Y/N, however, saw herself as Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty.

“Why do I do this to myself?” Y/N mumbled, her hands covering her face. She decided to watch Overdrive, which is one of Ana de Armas’s movie and she was gorgeous, but Ana was definitely prettier in person. Y/N fell asleep watching one of her interviews on YouTube, turns out Ana and Henry are the same sign.

Henry woke up and found Y/N already awake, stalking Ana’s Instagram.

“Darling, what are you doing?” Henry asked,

“Nothing.” Y/N said, quickly exiting out of the app.

“That didn’t look like nothing, why are you looking at pictures of Ana?” Henry asked, sitting up in the bed.

“I’m just curious. How long have you two dated?” Y/N asked. Henry rolled his eyes.

“I thought you dropped it.” Henry said.

“And I’m picking it up again, how long have you two dated?” Y/N asked.

“4 years, I met her when I was filming ‘A man from UNCLE’ in Italy.” Henry told Y/N, knowing what her next question would be.

“Why did you two break up?” Y/N asked.

“I guess we just grew apart.” Henry commented and Y/N looked at him.

“Why did you grow apart?” Y/N asked.

“Oh my god, angel, leave it alone, please, I have never seen you act this way, you know I’ve had previous relationships, why is this one different?” Henry asked

“Because it’s Ana de Armas! You went from Ana de Armas to me, do you understand how mind boggling that is?” Y/N gets up from their bed. “She’s an 11 and I’m a 4, and that’s on a good day, Fortachón. I know you love me and clearly looks don’t matter to you,” Y/N said gesturing to herself. “But I can’t help but think about you and Ana. What about your other exes? Are they actresses too? Or are they models? Singers?“

“You think I don’t wonder about your exes too?” Henry gets up as well. “Of course I think about them! But I don’t obsess over them like your obsessing over Ana right.” Henry said.

“You wanna know why? Because you don’t know who they are! You never met them, I never really told you about them, so you could imagine them however you want! You are a public figure so your previous relationships are all on Google.” Y/N said and goes downstairs to the kitchen, Henry following quickly behind her.

“Y/N, i love YOU, i am with you, Ana and I haven’t talked in years, we only make small talk if we see each other at award shows or premieres. You are so beautiful and I love you because you make me feel safe, happy, and at home.” Henry said, looking at Y/N in her eyes.

“I love you too, Fortachón, but I still have some questions. Did she give great head? Like I know I’m not the best at it, I’ve been told before, but…” Y/N started but Henry kissed her, after a while he pulled away.

“You’re better…wait, who said you weren’t good?” Henry questioned.

“Not the point..” Y/N said but was interrupted by Henry.

“No no, you obsessed over Ana, now it my turn to talk about your ex, what did he do?” Henry asked with his arms folded in front of his chest.

“Mm, He’s a hockey player, his name is James Oleksiak.” Y/N said. She went to the fridge to look for what to make for breakfast. “How do you feel about pancakes?” Y/N asked. Henry googled him and his eyes widened.

“James Oleksiak? HE IS 6’7!” Henry exclaimed.

“Yeah, i was a hockey WAG, good times.” Y/N said. “If it makes you feel better, I dated Lewis Hamilton for a while too, he’s 5’9 so you’re good.”

“You’re doing this on purpose now.” Henry said, also looking up pictures of Lewis Hamilton. “Okay, now I know how you feel.”

“I guess we’re both obsessed with each other’s exes. Can we stop doing that? That was actually exhausting.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, as far as we know, we only date each other.” Henry said, kissing Y/N. “How big was James?”

“I am not answering that.” Y/N said, laughing at Henry’s question.

“Why not? I answered your question about Ana.” Henry tried to convince Y/N. “Wait, did James say you weren’t that good or was it Lewis?”

“I’m good, I just can’t deep throat.” Y/N said and Henry thought for a second.

“It was James, wasn’t it?” Henry asked.

“Oh my god, stop, help me make pancakes.” Y/N said

The end

Because of the poll results, I am trying to write more Henry Cavill x Reader, I’ll still write about Walter and Mike, just not as often. ALSO, Henry Cavill’s nickname going forward is “Fortachón”, I can’t BELIEVE I forgot that in Hercules, his nickname in the Spanish Latino dub is fortachón, and since I had the idea to make Henry dress up as Hercules in a fanfic @shellyshellshell wrote, Fortachón is PERFECT! I was going through a crisis trying to figure out a good nickname for Henry, like damn.

Face Reveal

Can I request Ajax x Hispanic reader where the reader is shorter than him about 5ft

And she’s really cuddly and clingy and they go a movie date

Care Bear

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N reminds Ajax of koala bears because of the way she clings onto him and hugs him whenever they’re together. Ajax sets up a movie date for them.

A/N: Although most Hispanic women are short, I am 5’3, I am making Y/N an elf, Wizards of Waverly Place style. In WOWP, elves are naturally charming so people are just drawn to them, you can’t help it.

Y/N was in the kitchen of Nevermore, jumping to try and reach the pot that was on the top shelf.

“Puta madre, Ajax, Can you get it down for me, please?” Y/N asked, pouting as she turned to Ajax, who was sitting at the counter watching TikTok.

“Sure, care bear.” Ajax says, getting up and reaching for the pot with ease and places it on the stove. Ajax walked back to the counter to sit.

“I hate that you’re so tall.” Y/N said as she filled the pot with water so they can eat some ramen.

“But if I wasn’t tall, how would you reach for things? Last I heard, elves don’t have telekinesis. But how awesome would that be.” Ajax said. Y/N walks to the counter and gives Ajax a hug, placing her head in the crook of his neck.

“Elves have telekinesis, I just don’t my full powers yet. After ramen, we’re going to bed.” Y/N said, giving Ajax lazy kisses.

“I’m fine with that. I’m just hungry, is the water boiling yet?” Ajax asked.

“Patience.” Y/N said. She went to the stove and noticed the water was boiling so she poured their packets of ramen in. She continued cooking until it was finished and they both ate their ramen. Ajax then washed the dishes since Y/N cooked. “Thank you, Papito. Now to bed.” Y/N said.

“Alright, come on.” Ajax said as he crouched in front of Y/N so she can climb on his back. “Time for bed, my little koala.” Ajax said and he walked to his dorm room and set Y/N on his bed.

“Okay, just give me a second.” Y/N said as she went through Ajax’s drawers to get a t-shirt to sleep in. She went to his bathroom to wash her face and do her routine because Ajax bought the products Y/N uses and leaves them there for her. “Okay, I’m ready.” Y/N said and she went under the covers to cuddle with Ajax.

“Let me do my routine, okay? Then we can cuddle all you want.” Ajax said, kissing Y/N’s forehead. He did as he said and when he was finished he went under the covers and Y/N just gravitated towards him and wrapped her arms around him.

The next morning, Ajax woke up with Y/N being on top of him. Ajax reached for his phone on the nightstand to check the time.

“Damn, care bear, wake up, we have class.” Ajax said and he shook Y/N lightly but she snuggled in more. “We have class.” Y/N wakes up very slowly.

“Can’t we just stay in bed?” Y/N asked.

“Nope, you need to go to your dorm and get dressed, after school we can watch a movie.” Ajax said. That’s when Y/N really started paying attention.

“Can we Watch Pitch Perfect?” Y/N asked.

“Anything you want.” Ajax said.

“Okay,” Y/N got up. They kissed goodbye and Y/N went to her shared dorm with Yoko and put on her uniform and did her hair in a cute hairstyle (whether your hair is curly or straight because honestly, my waves can only last so long so then I put it up in a ponytail, space buns, or something braided)

Ajax put on his uniform and sprayed on some cologne. When Ajax went into the hallway to walk to the quad for breakfast, Y/N spotted him and ran towards him to jump on his back. Ajax quickly adjusted to carry Y/N.

“I was wondering where my koala went.” Ajax said as he laughed. Ajax put Y/N down and Y/N gave him a hug. They walked to the food line, Y/N still hugging Ajax. They ate breakfast and went to class together, still holding hands, and it continued that way until classes were finished.

“Do you need help setting up the crypt for our movie tonight?” Y/N asked, hugging Ajax, her chin resting on my chest, look up at him with doe eyes.

“You think you can get the snacks?” Ajax asked.

“Of course, I’ll just head into Jericho. You gonna need anything else?” Y/N asked.

“No, I’m fine, care bear.” Ajax said, kissing her forehead. They went their separate ways, Ajax was setting up the crypt with Kent’s help, and Y/N went to the grocery store.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Y/N said when she was looking at the shelves and saw the big bag of potato chips were in the top shelf. “Ugh, I can’t even get that jumping!” Y/N groaned but then she saw Tyler Galpin walking with his dad. “Tyler, hey, can you reach that for me?”

“Yeah, sure, I’ll be right back.” Tyler told his dad and walked to where Y/N was and reached the potato chips she was pointing to. “Anything else I need to reach?” Tyler asked.

“I just needed chips and popcorn. Maybe a soda but that’s when I’m at the register, thank you!” Y/N said.

Ajax was placing the blankets and pillows on the ground to they could be comfortable.

“You think that’s fine?” Ajax asked as Kent was putting up the white screen.

“Yes, you guys will have a very cute date.” Kent said. When they finished, Y/N was walking in with her grocery bag. “Bye Y/N, have fun.”

“Thanks Kent.” Y/N said as Kent left. “I got everything, sadly the good stuff was on the top shelf so I needed Tyler’s help but I got it.” Y/N said, hugging Ajax.

“Perfect, let’s start the movie.” Ajax said. They got comfort, Y/N leaning in and hugging Ajax as he played the movie. They were snuggled up with each other, watching the movie, Y/N was singing along, it’s a very cute date.

Hope you like it! I made Y/N more of a hugger so hopefully that’s okay