#chilli 55

[isawthesainz]

shirtless carlos because i am a simp for this man

[gaypoetsblog]

[bolodamoranguinho]

carlos and alonso for the practice 1!

[sainztificc]

It's already September 1 here in my country so

May god bless the dinosaur that died to make the fossil fuel that was treated to become gasoline in the car that took his mom to the hospital to give birth to CARLOS SAINZ VASQUEZ DE CASTRO CENAMOR RINC��N REBOLLO BIRTO MORENO DE ARANDA DE ANTERIUGA TIAPERA DELTUN.

[lynslilworld]

Husband 😝

[stachesainzcore]

I'm actually crying. This is lil too much for me.

[dinosaurwithablog]

Aaron Judge is wearing a turtle neck and Jazz Chisholm Jr. Looks like he's on an expedition to the North Pole. Apparently, it's a bit chilly in New York right now. Meanwhile, Carlos Rodon is in short sleeves. He is working very hard so it makes sense. I love the look that Jazz Chisholm Jr. has on his face. He's looking right at me. Adorable 😁😍LET'S GO YANKEES!!!!!

[montereybayaquarium]

Listen sometimes you’ve just gotta make do with what you’ve got when you can’t use copyrighted music 🤷

Okay but seariously, sea otters always gotta be hot to go to survive in the chilly waters of the Monterey Bay. Inside their exhibit where our dancers, er, divers are cleaning is the same temperature as the bay thanks to our open water system—on average about 55 degrees fahrenheit or 13 degrees celsius. Thick wetsuits and, of course, fun dances keep the humans warm while they work, much like layers of air trapped in a sea otter’s thick pelt keeps them warm. The sea otters haven’t quite figured out how to dance though…

[warmilikeit]

Yandere Batfam x Camp half-blood (Neglected reader)

DC x Pjo

Part 6

This had like a huge timeskip

___________________________

It's been 3 months Since you decided to stay at camp

It's been so good, the camp is quiet, since it's school year right now, it's currently October, the weather outside doesn't really affect the camp but it's chilly, the good kind

Percy and Annabeth have been sending you photographs of their schools, since you can't go to school anymore

Because you're "dead"

Still even if you're not studying, no way you're gonna let them get ahead of you, so you spent an entire day carving an Athena statue

You got a bunch of food from the Cornucopia as offerings

Then you pray "Lady Athena, may you please guide me, I need books on grade 6 studies.... Please?"

For good measure you decided to place a drachma on the statue

"I- I want to study... And uhhh, I've never really prayed to a god before- I mean what kind of god would - okay going off topic, I want to learn because I don't want to feel helpless anymore, I've been there, never again, so if- you could help me... I'd appreciate it, but you don't have to if you don't want- sooo... Yeah I guess, do I say amen? Um bye"

"didn't think a child of Aphrodite would ever be interested in learning"

"AH!" You yelp as a voice appears behind you

" 'Thena can you not sneak up on children, that's fucking creepy"

You tilt your head "Mr. D???"

"kid next time you want to study just bother Chiron, there's legal procedures to this kinds of things" he groaned

You were about to apologize but then Athena spoke up for you "Nonsense, if she wants an education is it not reasonable to get it from the best?"

She turns to you "kid, what do you want to know about?"

With great determination you say "I want to know everything I can manage to learn"

"really?" She smirked

"Yes. Whatever you can teach me, how to use an abacus, what body part do you stab someone to kill them in an instant, how to crochet, whatever you can teach"

"yeah while you two are at it can you teach her how to undo my punishment" Mr D opens another new diet coke

______________________________

"Gods- Wait crap" you collapse on the floor

4 fucking hours now, she's been training you for four hours, Mr D had finished 55 diet cokes watching and laughing at you

Out of every fight, she wins, of course she does, out of every train, sparring, archery and everything she made you try

"new rule, all you have to do is make sure this cloth touches me, whether it be a momentary graze or wrap it around me, it just needs to make contact, and I will try to push you out of bounds" she says pulling out a blue cloth and a bunch of rocks and twigs form a square

You didn't think it'd be easy, at all, she'd dodge and dodge and dodge

You lunge at her and change direction to where she's going, but she flies instead

The sun is going down, and Athena flies down and kicks you near the bounds

"AHHH! ow! Shit!" Your form looks disfigured, your arm is under your body and it doesn't look good

You cry, tears coming out as you try to not scream "I fell the wrong way, I-" you sob on the ground

"Shit, Thena what did you do?!?" Mr D stands up

"I'm sorry- I didn't, help please...." You scream in pain

Athena teleports to you and kneels, she turns to Mr D "I'll call on Apollo to heal her arm and-" she stops talking

She stops talking as she feels a silky texture on her cheeck

With wide eyes she looks at you, and your smug smile, that stupid smile

"I finally won against you" you stand up and dust yourself off

You can't beat the goddess of wisdom, but- you can trick her

"huh..." She says

Mr D spikes his diet coke on the ground "(name) go fuck yourself"

___________________________

I'm about to take a test rn, it's mathematics 😀

Anyways enjoy the chapter:3

@delias-stuff @sadslasher13 @ellaprime7 @wpdarlingpan @mountvesuvu @chinxinsomnia @nathaly36 @vanessa-boo @bat1212 @ceramic-raven

[ice-creamforbreakfast]

::Download:: (Patreon - Free) - Simblreen Week 2

Knitted sweater and skirt set for autumn days that aren’t quite chilly, but aren’t warm either…so basically summer in Glasgow.

Swatches - 55 Polys - 3658 (top) 1210 (skirt)

[isawthesainz]

f1 The Smooth Operator made his debut in F1 on this day in 2015! 🏎️

[thepumpkin-queenn]

Halloween This or That 🎃

1. Scary pumpkin or Cute pumpkin

2. Creepy dolls or Creepy clown

3. Skeletons or Zombies

4. Trick or Treat

5. Broom or Wand

6. Ghosts are real or Ghosts are fake

7. Halloween party or Scary movie

8. Face mask or Face paint

9. Scary pumpkin carve or cute pumpkin carve

10. Scary costume or Funny costume

11. Hannibal Lector or Norman Bates

12. Warlock or Werewolf

13. Abducted by aliens or Turned into a zombie

14. Black cat or Orange cat

15. Michael or Jigsaw

16. Mummy or Grim Reaper

17. Chocolate or Gummies

18. Take two or Take the whole bowl

19. Monster cookies or Eyeball punch

20. Give out candy or Turn off your lights

21. Gory films or Thrillers

22. Heros or Villains

23. Orange or Black

24. Bat or Owl

25. Halloween parade or Halloween photoshoot

26. Dracula or Frankenstein

27. Candy or Popcorn ball

28. Hocus Pocus or The Nightmare Before Christmas

29. Corn maze at night or During the day

30. Freddy or Jason

31. Last one alive or First one to die

32. Cute decorations or Scary decorations

33. Morticia Addams or Elvira

34. Halloween handmade crafts or Store bought crafts

35. Big pumpkin or Small pumpkin

36. Warm Halloween night or Chilly Halloween night

37. Trick-or-treat or Hand out candy

38. Sleep in a cemetery or Sleep in an abandoned house

39. Scary stories or Ouiji board

40. Pumpkin seeds or Pumpkin pie

41. Go all out on your costume or Go basic

42. Paint your pumpkin or Carve your pumpkin

43. Witches or Demons

44. Ghost or Mummy

45. Reese's or Hershey's

46. Fog machine or Spooky sounds

47. Friday the 13th or 'It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown

48. Homemade costume or Store-bought costume

49. Haunted hayride or Haunted house

50. Werewolf or Vampire

51. Skeptical or Superstitious

52. Fake blood or Fake spiders

53. Always hiding or Frequently jumpy

54. Sees ghosts or Good at screaming

55. Goodbye October or Stay spooky

56. Good witch or Bad witch

57. Beetlejuice or The Addams Family

58. Trunk or Treat or Fall Festival

59. Good or Evil

60. Chucky or Annabelle

Doing this as an ask. So ask away 👻

[bolodamoranguinho]

ferrari team wishing carlos a speedy recovery. ollie & charles on the front (the chillis im crying rn 🥹❤️‍🩹

[luvellx]

fic recs , 55 | carlos sainz !

old money by @astonmartinii

always you by @love-belle

my devotion by @cherry-leclerc

birthday posts by @f1version

do you want it? by @leclsrc

mini sainz by @norrisleclercf1

playing cupid by @somejazzinthemorning

chilly chilli by @dilemmaontwolegs

mine by @pucksandpower

love grows where by rosemary goes by @bestedoesmeow

exposed by @dumbseee

i can see you by @goldsainz

the other women by @sainzproductions

instagram stories by @lecsainz

✎ella's note !

hello there! as requested by @avengersheart , here is a list of my favourite carlos sainz fanfics! so that's all! thx for reading! muah<33

[saiintvalentiine]

Summary: Parrot and Wifies have a talk some time after the fallout of Parrot finding out Wifies is a clone. A follow up to Ken's POV in Part 1.

notes: this is once again not edited, this was the result of some quick writing last night and a wrap up today. it's more like practice for Parrot's voice which i think i did a shit job at but it's here and u can now judge me urself. enjoy. or dont idk. divider from here

word count: 2568. just slightly less than the previous installment.

11:49

Parrot has picked through his feathers so many times he thinks he’s developing a bald spot in his left wing. He's usually better at waiting, has patience for his plans to go through, but today there is no plan, just waiting. He stares at his comm, open in his hand as he rereads the chat over and over again.

[Wifies]: Would you be open to talking with me today?

[Parrotx2]: yes

[Parrotx2]: of course

[Parrotx2]: what’s up

[Wifies]: I was actually wondering if we could meet up.

[Parrotx2]: yeah wherever you want

[Wifies]: I’ll open up my world.

[Wifies]: How does noon sound?

[Parrotx2]: perfect

[Wifies]: I’ll send you the IP then.

[Parrotx2]: great!

Great! He sounds like a loser.

So Parrot is waiting for the clock to strike noon on his comm to go. Part of him wonders if he's going to spawn into a pit, or straight into lava, or in an escape room, something that would make Wifies feel better to watch him go through after the hell Parrot raised. Parrot would be fine with that. Honestly, he hopes Wifies is mad. He's only going to feel worse if he's met with Wifies’s carefully thought out words and blunt kindness.

11:54

He stops touching his wings. He's been trying to organize his thoughts so he doesn't say something incredibly stupid to Wifies again. There’s a script now.

I’m sorry for reacting so harshly, I was shocked and didn’t know how to process what I was hearing. I felt hurt because I thought you didn’t trust me with the truth, but now I see why you wanted to keep it to yourself. I should have never acted that way. You’re so important to me, and I should have thought about all the trust between us. I always trust you.

11:55

It’s simple, but it’s straightforward, and he wants to be as clear as possible. He also wants to be sincere, but sincerity is scary. His sincerity is blue, bruised, gushes forward like an open wound and stains the world in his blood.

11:56

But he can do sincerity. He can do it for Wifies. He could probably do a lot for Wifies, but Wifies never asks for anything. He didn’t even ask to be freed from the chunkban. He just waited. Trusted Parrot, and waited for Parrot, and was happy to see Parrot after everything. Wifies is always trusting and waiting and happy.

11:57

And Parrot ruined it for what? Catharsis for his fears? A moment to let that horrible feeling of being second, third, fourth in someone's life tear through everything he’s done? Is that even the reason why?

11:58

God. When Wifies starts asking questions, Parrot is going to crumble like a house of cards. It'll be Parrot's unjust luck to be forgiven.

[Wifies]: IP XXXXXXXXXX

Parrot jolts and almost drops his comm. He scrambles to copy the IP down and flick through his comm settings. He pastes it into the server IP box and hovers over the connect button.

12:00

He clicks connect.

Landing softly onto a carpet of podzol in a chilly spruce forest, Parrot lets out a plume of ashen breath. There are a few cabins in a semicircle in front of him, warm light spilling out of each window and from the branches of the towering spruce trees. The afternoon sun barely breaches the canopy, but it speckles the ground just enough to give the world a surreal atmosphere.

There's a campfire pit to one side surrounded by log benches, and there sits Wifies. He looks brilliant in the firelight, dark hair loose without his headband and violet eyes muted.

“Parrot,” Wifies calls out as he stands up. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Parrot says lamely, hesitating for a moment before making his way over to Wifies. The campfire warms him up, but the chill doesn't go away. “How are you?”

“It’s going to rain soon, so I’m feeling it in my joints,” Wifies says, lighthearted as he rubs one of his shoulders. “Sit with me.”

So Parrot does. He’s not in the business of denying Wifies much of anything. He sits on one end of the log bench, and Wifies sits two feet away, turned towards Parrot, and Parrot looks at him, and his mind just— it blanks. His script dissolves like salt in the sea.

“I wanted to start with saying that I am a clone of the original Wifies,” Wifies says, giving Parrot space to try and reboot his brain. “He was. . . making clones for the sake of content, and I was the most successful one. I never knew. And one day, Ken showed up to what I thought was my single player world, and. . . it’s a very long story, but he got me out of there and we, um, we killed the original. He. . . wasn’t going to let me just leave. And those are the main points of my story. I just wanted you to know the important bits before we talk further.”

“Clones for content,” Parrot echoes, eyebrows scrunching up. “Clones for content? He was— what?”

“Making clones to put them into escape rooms for quick video production.”

“The— what the fuck?”

Wifies smiles awkwardly, but doesn’t speak again. He keeps rubbing his shoulder over and over, self soothing maybe, or maybe it’s just that painful from the onset of the rain.

“I'm sorry for how I acted. I don’t care that you’re a clone,” Parrot says, flinching at his own sharpness. He looks away and into the crackling fire. “I care about you. The clone stuff is— is whatever. Or not whatever, I’ll care about it as much as you want me to care about it.”

“Parrot, don’t make me promises you know you can’t keep.”

Wifies’s voice is gentle. It is so, so gentle, with no hint of disappointment or scolding. Parrot’s stomach churns. He wishes again for Wifies’s anger, pointed and cold, instead of this. Anger is easy. This stings like salt in a wound.

“Why do you think I can’t keep to that?”

“Not knowing drives you crazy.”

“You not being there has driven me more crazy.”

“Until you forget, and it starts bothering you again.”

Parrot deserves it, but his heart is heavy and he feels like he’s been shot right through it. Wifies isn’t even being cruel, just honest; he’s right, eventually it will drive Parrot crazy to not be able to talk about the whole situation, to understand Wifies better by prying into his life.

“I don’t like talking about it. It was a bad time for me. I also don’t know everything about. . . myself. About what you’ll eventually ask.”

Parrot has to physically bite his tongue. Wifies doesn't know everything. What if he gets sick? Or badly hurt? What if he starts feeling like something is wrong, and there's nothing to be done for it, because nobody knows? What if—

“This is why I never want to tell anyone,” Wifies sighs out, curling in on himself in the corner of Parrot’s eyes. “If nothing else, just promise me you won't tell anyone?”

“Never,” Parrot says firmly. That's a promise he can keep. “I would never.”

“Thank you, Parrot.”

Their conversation tapers off. The sunlight is disappearing little by little, the promised rain clouds rolling in from far away, far above. Parrot’s feathers puff up a bit at a slight, churning breeze that cuts through the forest.

“I'm sorry, for what it's worth. For lying this whole time.”

“I see why you did. I just ended up proving why lying was the right choice. Nothing to be sorry about.”

“It's funny,” Wifies says in a voice that promises to be anything but funny. “When I'm scared, everything hurts again. I can never remember how they got here, but all the little pains come back again, like the reminder of fear should pull a memory or two up. But there's nothing. I don't remember how I hurt my shoulder this badly. I don't remember how it got fixed. All I remember is that it’s hurt forever. I don't remember a life without pain, and when this all came to light, my reality went from a life where pain existed to a life that was lived with pain.”

Rain begins to dribble through the leaves around them. The campfire hisses and sparks but doesn't extinguish, too large and hot to be daunted by such a pathetic display. The canopy is too dense for the rain to punch through in earnest.

“What are you scared of?” Parrot forces himself to ask. Please don't be afraid of me.

“Losing another part of my life to this. I can never seem to escape the factory. What a lousy escapist I've become, huh?”

Wifies pulls his feet up into the log, resting his chin on his knee and watching the fire. Parrot doesn't remember turning towards him, but he inches closer. The space between them is too large. His hand is too far from Wifies’s own.

“You don't have to lose anything,” Parrot says. “There's nothing to be lost. You can always come back to the server. Nobody there will ever know except for Ken.”

“No matter how this plays out, I lose you.”

“I'm right here. I'm right next to you, right now, what do you mean?”

Parrot feels pathetic, but he doesn't care. Wifies won't look at him, is talking about losing him like Parrot isn't about to crawl out of his skin just so Wifies won't leave him again. The rain thickens the air around them with the promise of more force, and Parrot stretches a wing over Wifies’s head without a single thought.

“You'll always think about the fact I'm a clone. I lost my status of human. I lost our relationship. It took so long for me to feel normal, and now it's all gone.”

“Wifies, look at me please.”

Wifies does. He does, because he still cares, and Parrot is going to be sick at the resigned look in Wifies’s eyes. Parrot is close enough now, so he reaches out and holds Wifies’s face in both hands. He can feel the way Wifies’s jaw works, the thrum of his slow heartbeat in his throat, the way his breathing is shallow and quick. His eyes are a little glassy, a little red, and Parrot adds another wretched tally to the list of times he's made Wifies cry.

“No matter what, you are human, okay? To me, and to Ken, and I'm sure to whoever you were talking to that day as well. Don't ever doubt that.”

Wifies’s expression softens and he just barely nods, which is a small relief for Parrot.

“All I ever think about when you're gone is when you're coming back,” Parrot says. His sincerity bleeds, red and blue smudged across each word. He’ll bleed for them, every drop if that’s what it takes. “And all I've been thinking about this whole time is how I'm going to make it up to you. How I really, really want to do whatever it takes for you to stay. I want you to stay. And not a single one of those thoughts had anything to do with whether you're a clone or not.”

Wifies breathes in. It shakes something horrible. Parrot will crawl his way back into being trusted until he has no more body to move with.

“All of those thoughts had to do with how you've always been with me. Funny, kind, snarky, quick, the only person in this world I've ever been able to close my eyes next to knowing that I've got everything I need right there. That the only way I'll ever be apart from you is by being torn. And none of that, none of it, has changed. I still think all that about you. All that's been added is that I'm an asshole who definitely doesn't deserve your loyalty, but I'm too greedy to let it go so easily.”

That makes Wifies giggle, the sound wet and cracking. Parrot presses the pads of his thumbs under Wifies's eyes. If he's going to make Wifies cry, the least he can do is clean it up too.

“The only thing I ever need you to do is believe in me,” Parrot says, pressing his lips to Wifies’s forehead. It's easier somehow to speak like this, wetness pooling against Parrot’s fingers. “Believe that I love you so much. Believe that I'm going to make this right between us. Believe that learning this has done nothing to change how I feel about you. And if you can't, please believe in me anyway.”

“Of course I believe in you Parrot,” Wifies murmurs, voice crackling. “Why else would I follow you everywhere?”

“I'm that persuasive?”

“Hardly.”

“Hey, not even a little?”

Wifies laughs. It’s a sweet sound. When Parrot pulls back to look, Wifies has his eyes closed, and he’s not quite smiling, but he’s not frowning either, which is a win. 

“You’re determined and direct,” Wifies says, letting the full weight of his head loll into Parrot’s hands. Parrot raises his other wing so they're encompassed by green and red and blue. “Which is what made me agree to help you at first. But then. . . I don’t know. You can be charming when you want to be. Not often, but on occasion.”

Parrot squawks indignantly just to hear Wifies laugh again. Wifies blinks his eyes open, and Parrot wipes away a stray tear.

“Do you know how touchy you are?” Wifies asks suddenly.

“Should I let go?”

“No, I just wonder if you know that. When you were upset, you made a real effort to not reach out. That’s how I knew it was serious.”

“Well, now you know it’s not serious.”

“Mm, this is serious too in its own way. You’re serious that you want me to stay.”

Parrot lifts Wifies’s head so that they’re eye to eye, bloodshot violet to his own green-blue blur, and says, “Deadly serious. I don’t want to be separated like this again. Knowing I had hurt you and couldn’t make it better? The absolute worst time of my life, I think.”

“It sucked,” Wifies agrees, finally cracking a smile. “It’s over now though. I think.”

“Of course it's over now, you're never allowed to leave me like that again,” Parrot scolds him entirely lighthearted and Wifies snorts.

“Don't yell at me again and I won't.”

“I won't, I'm sorry for yelling.”

Wifies laughs again, and despite the fact he's clearly reveling in having Parrot wrapped around his finger like this, Parrot can't even pretend to be annoyed. Wifies won't leave him again. It's all that matters right now. Any question or doubt dies a quiet death when Wifies reaches up to hold both of Parrot’s wrists in a loose grip.

“This is weirdly nice,” Wifies says, closing his eyes again. “I don't think anyone's ever touched my face so gently. I can't remember the feeling.”

“You just say when,” Parrot replies.

He's not being entirely selfless here— there's something soothing about running the pads of his thumbs over Wifies’s skin, like a promise that this moment is as real as when he left. Wifies can't leave him when they're like this, tangled up under Parrot’s wings under the rain.

“Then for just a bit longer,” Wifies says, and Parrot agrees. Just a bit longer.

[fictional-character-obsessor]

Carlos Sainz x Supermodel!Reader- Relationship Headcannons

My Carlos is one of my favourites so I had to make this 🥰

Warnings: None (I don’t think, let me know if you find any)

• You and Carlos are Ferrari’s golden couple. You’ve been together several years, since his time at Renault.

• You have a chilli necklace that was a gift from Carlos for your one year anniversary which you almost always wear.

• You speak English and Spanish natively and also Italian so fit right in as a Ferrari WAG along with Charlotte who is like your sister. If Charles and Carlos think they spend a lot of time together then you and Charlotte must be almost chained to each other.

• Alexandra is lovely too, you haven’t known her very long but you both get along well.

• You’re a supermodel with designer and high-street brands like Alaïa, Prada, Paige, Zara and Alexander McQueen but since Carlos began racing for Ferrari, you were signed for Ferrari Style, Puma and Ray Ban so you often are at the same events for work.

• Carlos attends all your Ferrari Style shows. He’s on the front row anyway because he’s a Ferrari driver but he’d still be there if he wasn’t anyway.

• Whenever you want to tease Carlos, you call him Carlitos which makes him blush like mad.

• You are very good at padel, as good as Carlos. Often, you have doubles matches with Charles and Charlotte. It’s either couple vs couple or boys vs girls which is often a challenge of who can tease the other more.

• While being excellent at padel, you are bad at golf.

• In the several years Carlos and you have been a couple, you have gone from being absolutely awful at golf to being poor at it.

• Quite often you simply play golf with Carlos to tease him with the short skirts.

• Rupert and you get on great too, if you’re away for a race and Carlos and him are training you’ll often join Team 55 to get some exercise and also to tease Carlos with Rupert.

• You’re Guzmán’s favourite background character in the DONTBLINK episodes. You think you’re being sneaky but the fans always find you in the background.

• You’re a private couple. Private but not a secret. Everyone on the grid knows you’re a couple.

• You may be a private couple but your phone is full of Carlos Memes from Instagram and Twitter.

• Piñon is Carlos’ and your baby. You love Mati and Oli too but Piñon is your child.

• Carlos, you and Lando are like a child and their parents. It started in McLaren but you’re still close even though Carlos is now at Ferrari

• Your camera roll is 50% Carlos photos and 50% Piñon photos. It’s hard being a dog mum ok.

• You’ve gained a few of your own fans at the races, some who like your style such results in Instagram pages documenting looks you’re seen wearing.

• You have dozens of Carlos/Ferrari bracelets which fans give you.

• You cried with happiness at Silverstone 2022. Carlos deserved the win and you were overjoyed to be able to see him finally achieve it first-hand.

• All the emotions peak in Singapore 2023 when Carlos gains his second win. It’s been such a hard season for both Ferrari boys. Carlos has worked so hard and he can finally reap the reward of his hard work.

• He gazes at you from the top step of the podium as you gaze back up at him with tears of joy in your eyes.

• Charles teases you and Carlos about what goes down in his driver’s room before the races. You both always tell him he’s got no proof. 😉

• The Sainz family love you. Blanca and Ana are like your sisters. Carlos and Reyes are lovely and treat you like one of their daughters. Caco is like your big brother and you both team up to tease poor ‘Carlitos’

• At both Ana and Blanca’s wedding, Carlos’ family members and family friends are asking when you will marry. They point out he’s the last Sainz sibling that isn’t married.

• ‘Sois una pareja preciosa y estáis bien preparados’ his family repeat.

• At both Ana and Blanca’s weddings, both bouquets were given to you by the brides.

• You think you’re too young at the moment to marry. Carlos thinks otherwise.

• ‘I have an engagement ring querida’ he tells you as you slow dance at Blanca’s wedding after-party. ‘I will ask you to marry me soon. All these weddings have made me want to settle down’

• Since the first summer of you and Carlos being a couple, you’ve gone to Mallorca with the Sainzs.

• Lying on a yacht in Mallorca or drinking gazpacho with Carlos’ family has become one of your favourite parts of the summer break.

• You always end up going on a girls trip with Blanca and Ana around Mallorca before returning to show Carlos, Guillermo and Rodrigo what you’ve bought.

• Every year, you go on a night time boat ride with Carlos which is one of the many highlights of the trip.

• You thought that England was your home when Carlos was at Renault and McLaren but now you realise that Italy is your favourite. The food, the people and the weather is everything.

• Carlos’ carbonara is incredible. You’re both foodies so date night often becomes one of you cooking, or going out for a meal to one of your favourite Italian restaurants.

• Carlos and you are everything to each other and neither of you can see your lives without each other.