#the dogs meant to be a dachshund

[atlaseclectic]

{Your honour

Ouppy}

[szczekaczz]

every day i'm afraid that today my dog is going to die

[lechrts]

hiiii!! could u please write one where Charles has a crush on a girl who owns a small coffee shop in Monaco and he's never really had the courage to ask her out yet but Leo kinda acts as his wingman when Charles just got him? lmao, thank u sm! also, i adore ur writing <33

Coffee. ✷ Charles Leclerc

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x CafeOwner!reader

Summary: When Leo Leclerc decides to be a chaotic little wing man for his dad.

Word Count: 1.1k

Disclaimer/s: fluffff! ^_^ leo feature slay

Vera’s Voice! loved this request to death so had to get to it immediately. but!!! will be getting to my other requests soon!!! promise ^_^ thank u for requesting!!!! mwah! hope u enjoy!

The mornings in Monaco always held a quiet charm, a soft blend of sunlight bouncing off the pristine waters and the gentle hum of life waiting to stir.

For you, mornings meant the comforting clink of ceramic little tea cups, or the bittersweet aroma of freshly ground coffee beans. And the hum of your small cafe shop nestled along a cobblestone street just off the harbor was perfect.

It wasn’t grand or luxurious, but it was yours—as place as perfect as you, called La Petite Matin.

The regulars made the place feel like home. Businessmen grabbing espressos, elderly couples sharing croissants, and the occasional curious tourist wandering in off the beaten path.

But none of them made your heart skip quite like Charles Leclerc.

The first time he walked in, you didn’t even register it was him. Your brain was too preoccupied with the morning rush, juggling orders and making sure the almond croissants didn’t burn.

It wasn’t until he was standing in front of you, all tall and handsome with that devastatingly soft smile, that it clicked.

“Bonjour,” He greeted, glancing at the handwritten menu above the counter. “Ehhmm..” He studied the contents before finally making a choic. “Could I get a cappuccino?”

You blinked. Once. Twice. Then stared, trying not to make it obvious that the guy from the posters on your cousin’s bedroom wall was standing in your shop, asking for coffee like he wasn’t Charles Leclerc.

“O—Of course,” You stammered, nearly letting out a nervous giggle as you fumbled to grab a cup.

That had been three months ago.

Since then, he had become a regular. On any morning he wasn’t traveling for races, he’d show up at precisely 8:30 AM, lean against the counter like he had all the time in the world, and flash you a smile that made your pulse stutter.

At first, it was overwhelming—serving coffee to one of Monaco’s most famous faces. But you quickly learned that Charles wasn’t anything like you’d expected.

He was easygoing, funny, and oddly humble for someone whose face was plastered across billboards. He’d ask about your day, tell you stories about his week, and even joke about how he probably should be ordering green smoothies instead of croissants.

What you didn’t know was that Charles wasn’t just coming for the coffee.

He was coming just to see you.

It was a warm and golden Tuesday morning when he walked in, but this time, he wasn’t alone.

He waved at you as he pushed the door open with one hand and holding a leash in the other. Trailing behind him was a small dachshund, its tiny legs moving at lightning speed as it padded into the shop.

You looked over the counter. “Bonjour!” You smiled. “And who’s this little guy?”

“Leo,” Charles said, crouching to unclip the leash and picking the animal up. “He’s… well, he’s quite the handful.”

Leo wagged his tail furiously, barking once in what could only be described as a hello. You leaned over to greet him, your heart melting as he pressed his nose against your hand that pet him.

“He’s adorable,” You said, scratching behind his ears. “I didn’t know you had a dog.”

Charles shrugged, a sheepish smile on his face. “I don’t usually bring him out, but I figured he’d like to finally meet you.”

You froze for a second, glancing up at him. His expression was casual, but there was something in his tone that made your stomach flip.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you too, Leo,” You said, trying to ignore the warmth creeping up your neck.

As Charles ordered his usual cappuccino, you gave him the okay to let Leo trot around the shop. The mini dachshund sniffed the furniture and charmed the few customers sitting by the windows.

You couldn’t help but laugh as he stopped in front of the display case, staring longingly at the pastries inside.

“Hmm,” You teased, handing Charles his beverage. “Think he’s saying you should get a treat with your cappuccino today.”

“Oh, he’s already convinced me,” Charles replied with a grin.

Before you could respond, Leo made his move. The little dog bolted toward the counter. He leapt up on his hind legs, paws resting on the wood as he barked.

“Leo!” Charles scolded, but there was no real heat in his voice.

“It’s okay,” You said, laughing as you leaned again to pet him. But just as you reached out, Leo darted to the side—right into the shelf of to-go cups.

With a crash, the cups tumbled to the floor, scattering across the tiles.

“Oh my,” You gasped with a laugh, hurrying around the counter.

Charles was already crouched down, gathering the cups as Leo sat innocently beside him, tail wagging like he hadn’t just caused chaos.

“I swear he’s not usually like this,” Charles said, shooting you an apologetic look.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind,” You assured him, though you were fighting back laughter. “Honestly, it’s kind of impressive. He’s got a lot of energy for such little legs.”

Charles chuckled, stacking the cups in his arms. But as he stood up, something slipped out of his pocket—a small scrap of paper.

You bent down to grab it before he could, your eyes catching the familiar curve of your own handwriting.

It was one of the notes you wrote with his coffee cups.

You’d started the habit a few weeks ago, jotting down little messages like Good luck today! or Hope this makes your morning better. You’d never expected him to keep them.

“I—” Charles began, his ears turning pink. “I meant to throw that away. I’m not a stalker, I swear.”

You bit back a smile, holding the note out to him. “You kept this?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. “Y—Yes… It was a nice message. And, uh… I’ve actually kept a few others.”

Your heart thudded in your chest as you stared at him, suddenly noticing the nervous energy radiating off him. For a guy who drove at 300 kilometers per hour for a living, Charles seemed unusually flustered.

“I like the notes,” He admitted, his voice softer now. “And I like coming here.” A pause.

“And sometimes, not just for the coffee.”

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, you didn’t know what to say. Then, as if sensing the tension, Leo barked again—loud and insistent.

Charles groaned. “Leo, not helping.”

But you were already smiling, warmth blooming in your chest.

“Well,” You said, tucking the note back into his hand, “I’m glad you like the coffee. And the notes.”

Charles met your eyes, his nervousness melting into something softer, more genuine.

“Would you like to get dinner sometime? With us—or I mean, just me. Not Leo. Unless you want him to come too.”

You laughed, feeling a giddy kind of lightness. “I’d love to. But maybe just us for the first date?”

He grinned, his relief palpable. “Yeah, just us. That sounds perfect.”

As you scribbled your number on a napkin and handed it to him, Leo barked one last time, wagging his tail like he’d just sealed the deal.

“Guess I owe him a treat then,” Charles said, tucking the napkin into his pocket.

“Definitely,” you replied, your smile widening.

“Best wingman I’ve ever met.”

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[mariclerc]

Meant to be | cl16

Summary: where you dream about a life with a guy you don't know yet.

Warning: fluff, soulmates!au, interlinked dreams.

Part 2, part 3

“My God, where are those keys, huh?” you say as you search through your bag for your house keys while holding a bag with some groceries you had bought. “Bingo!” you say finding your keys and inserting it into the knob and opening the front door.

Upon entering you were met with the most beautiful scene; Your pets, a kitten named Luna and a little dachshund dog with golden fur called Leo, they are playing with a boy, who is alone in a pair of sweatpants without a shirt, showing off his toned torso.

His skin is a bit tanned and sunburned, but he still look gorgeous with that contrast of golden and slightly red color from the sunburns. He laughs at the antics that Luna and Leo make at him, when he smiles he shows the cutest dimples you've ever seen.

He looks up at you and gives you that cute smile. “Hi there, mon chéri!” he says while stroking Leo's fur. (my darling) “Little ones, look, mommy's here!” he says to Luna and Leo, who come out to greet you with affection.

You smile. “Hi there my little loves!” you say at your adorable pets, Leo moves his tail wide and Luna moves her paws towards your legs. You put the groceries on a table and walked over your boyfriend. “Hey you, lovebug!” you greet him by giving him a soft kiss on his cheek, he closed his eyes and smiled.

“I missed you darling.” he says with a slightly hoarse voice.

You caressed his hair and he closed his eyes again, he looked like a soft angel. “I missed you too, honey. What were you doing?” you asked him softly.

He smiled. “I was picking some fruits from the garden while Luna and Leo were running around among the flowers.” he says softly. “And well, then I started playing with them!” he giggled.

“Sounds like you had a lot of fun!” you giggled too as you get up the floor and started walking to accommodate the groceries in their place, he gets up too.

“The best, but I missed my girl so much.” he says smiling as he helped you with the groceries.

He looks so soft and cute, it's like you've seen him somewhere before, not just in your dream, but somewhere else. His greenish eyes captivate you, he has a quite bewitching look, his face seems carved by God himself, and he looks like a prince.

“Awwe, I missed you too baby!” you hug him gently.

And just as he was leaning in to kiss you... Suddenly you wake up very excited and agitated.

-

You rub your eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The dream felt very real and vivid, so much so that you still feel the sensation of his arms around yours.

You sit in your bed. “Why I can't remember his face? I don't understand, it felt so real...” you say softly to yourself as you swing your legs over the side of the bed, feeling a mix of excitement and confusion. “Oh god, we had a house... and a puppy... and a kitten.” you muttered to yourself while closing your eyes as you try to replay the scenes of the dream.

You get up and walked over to the window, looking out at the world outside. “It was perfect.” you sigh.

Almost simultaneously, Charles wakes up very sleepy from his dream, he had a dream quite similar to yours. He stretches as he smiles, trying to remember parts of the dream.

“That was... Different, but it felt so real.” he mutters to himself, He gets up and gets out of bed and heads to the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. “There was someone... but who?” he thinks out loud.

He takes a sip and leans against the counter, lost in thought.

Back to you, you're pacing around your room, still trying to remember the dream.

“Why I can't remember? My god...” you say a little frustrated. Then you decide to grab a notebook and start jotting down everything you can still remember about the dream. “A cozy house... a dachshund puppy... a kitten... and him.” you say as you finish writing.

***

As the days went by you continued to dream about the boy and the pets you had together, each dream was different but the feeling was the same: there was that familiarity and closeness that you've rarely had with someone... You are now in your apartment with your best friend Sarah, you are having a girls' afternoon while catching up on everything that has happened in your lives.

“And then in this dream I was waking up next to him and god! He looked so angelic and peaceful I just...” you say and you sighed, covering your face with your hands. “Don't think I'm crazy, because I'm not.”

Sarah smiles gently. “I know you're not crazy or something like that darling... It means that maybe that is your soulmate and you are interlinked with him somehow.” She says as she removes your hands from your face.

“But the thing is... You know I've never had a boyfriend, and well, it's a little weird.” you say shyly.

“Y/n... That's not unusual, don't worry about rushing into that... Imagine that you meet this guy from the dream and that everything that occurs in the dream eventually happens in real life, wouldn't that be great?” she smiles.

You blushed. “I don't know, I just wish he was true.”

Suddenly Sarah sees a post about a charity gala at the prince's palace, in Monaco charity galas are very common and although you don't like being in the spotlight, you've always been fascinated by the idea of attending one of those galas.

Sarah shows you the post. “Look, there's a gala in a couple of weeks... And I know you've always wanted to attend one.” she smiled mischievously. “So... What do you think if you go and get the guy of your dreams there?” she says.

You giggled. “Oh... That's a good idea, but I don't know if I could find him there.” you say softly.

You and Sarah start going through your closet to find a dress worthy of a gala, waiting to see if the guy who makes you spend sleepless nights finally appears.

***

Finally the day of the gala arrives, you’re wearing a lovely dress but feel shy amidst the crowd. Whether you get the guy or not, you'll try to have a good time.

“Okay y/n, just breathe.” you say to yourself.

As you navigate through the crowd, Charles stands across the room, chatting with friends. He suddenly feels a pull toward you, when he looks up and sees you he can't believe it, you are the girl of his dreams, the girl who has been keeping him awake every night.

“Who's that? No way... she's here.” he says in a whisper while looking over towards you. “Excuse me, guys.” he says as he leaves his group of friends to start walking.

You catch his eye for a brief moment before looking away shyly. “Okay, just be yourself.” you whisper to yourself.

Charles makes his way through the crowd toward you, his heart racing with anticipation. “Hi there! I'm Charles.” he says while he smiles warmly at you, showing off his dimples.

The same dimples he had on your dream, the same cute little smile he gives to you in your dreams... It's real, he's real.

“H-hi! I'm... I'm y/n!” you say while stammering slightly.

“You look familiar... Have we met before? Because I can swear I've seen you somewhere else.” he says a little intrigued.

You blushed. “Ehm... No, I don't think so, but it's funny because I feel like I know you from somewhere else.” you say softly.

He giggled. “It's okay.” he smiles again. “You want to grab some drinks and have a chat?”

You nodded shyly. “Sure! I'd like that.”

As you walk together through the great hall, there’s an undeniable chemistry building between you two. You share stories about your lives, and he opens up about his passion for racing.

“And that’s why I love being on the track—every lap feels like a new adventure.” he says enthusiastically.

“That sounds exhilarating!” you say genuinely interested.

“What about you? What’s your adventure?” he asked playfully.

“I guess I’m still figuring it out… but I love animals.” you smiled softly.

“You know, I feel like we’ve known each other forever.” he says while looking deeply into your eyes.

“I feel that too.” you can feel your heart racing so fast. “The truth is that for a couple of nights now, I have had a very recurring dream... And someone similar to you appears.” you say shyly.

“Oh, really? Tell me all about it, let's see if it's similar to my dream.” he says softly.

You blushed, gaining confidence. “Well... It was about a pretty house in the countryside I guess... A little puppy and a little kitten appeared in it and, obviously, you...” you said the last thing softly.

He looks at you softly. “Oh, that sounds so interesting... I had a somewhat similar dream, I had cute puppy and kitten there, a nice house with a garden and, well... There was someone similar to you there, maybe it was you.” he says blushing a little bit.

You look at him shocked by his words, some time ago you had heard someone talk about soulmates and that there are some that are interlinked by dreams and such... What you didn't imagine is that you were going to get your soulmate, the guy you've been dreaming about for several nights, at a charity gala.

You looked at him, shocked. “You... You think our dreams were interlinked?” you say in a whisper.

He nodded while smiling. “I do think so, I mean, it's no coincidence that we had the same dream, right?” he asked you and you smiled. “I want to know what else was in your dream?”

You smiled. “Well, there was this house... It felt so safe and warm.” you say thoughtfully.

He leans closer to you. “What was it like?” he asked.

You smile nostalgically. “It had a big backyard with fruits and lots of flowers... and a swing set, we were so happy there!”

Charles watches your expression change as you talk about it.

“And, what about me? What do you remember?” he asked curiously.

You bite your lip. “Just that we were together... and it felt so right.”

There’s a moment of silence as you both absorb what you just said, the connection between you grows stronger.

“I think that our dreams are our hearts trying to tell us something.” Charles says softly.

You look into his eyes, feeling a rush of emotions. “Do you think… do you think we could make that dream a reality?” you whisper.

Charles shifts closer, his gaze intense. “Oh, believe me, I would love to make it happen with you.” he says earnestly.

Suddenly, Charles reaches out and gently takes your hand in his. The warmth of his touch sends shivers down your spine.

“Y/n... Can I kiss you? Please?” he whispered softly.

Your heart pounds in anticipation as you nod slowly. He leans in, capturing your lips with his in a soft yet electrifying kiss. It feels like magic—everything you've ever dreamed of coming to life in that single moment. As you pull away, breathless and smiling, the world around you seems brighter.

“Wow...” he whispered while grinning.

You blushed. “Wow indeed... Did you know that in my dreams we never got to kiss?” you giggled.

He smiled. “Let me guess, did the alarm wake you up too? Because it happened to me several times.” he giggled softly.

You shake your head. “Worse... I woke up all excited and flustered, but it was worth it, I think... That kiss was much better than I could have imagined.”

He giggled. “Oh, I know baby.” he kissed the back of your hand. “It was perfect, it felt like we were waiting a long time for it.”

With laughter and warmth enveloping you both, it feels like this is just the beginning of a beautiful adventure together—one that echoes the dreams you've both shared and those yet to come.

[allywthsr]

LEO LECLERC | (c.leclerc)

summary: you and Charles get a dog

wordcount: 1.8k words

pairing: charlesleclerc x fem!reader

warnings: dogs

notes: how cute is Leo? My goodness.

You and Charles had been together for quite a while now, while he was busy racing all over the world, you were staying at home and working, sometimes you would join him for a race but most of the time, you couldn’t just get off work. Even with meeting your friends and being busy with your own work, you still felt lonely, especially at night. You never knew what could happen, due to having your address leaked by a few fans, you had people ringing the doorbell at two am. Sometimes friends slept over, but you needed someone to cuddle with when Charles was gone.

You‘ve always thought about having a dog, and all the cute puppies on your Instagram page had you swooning, just like Charles, he had always kept a close eye on your phone whenever you went down a rabbit hole of looking at cute dogs, seeing what kind of dogs you loved and spent hours of watching, he secretly always watched videos as well, but he also knew that a dog meant more work than it seemed in the videos.

It wasn’t like you two were seriously talking about getting a dog, sometimes the topic would randomly occur and you fantasized about the life with a dog, but you weren’t even sure if Charles would be a hundred percent okay with a little companion.

Until one Thursday evening, it was an off week for Charles and you were cuddling on the couch, watching some Netflix, when his phone rang. Joris was calling and Charles left the living room, you heard him mumble something in French, but you couldn’t hear him clear enough to fully hear what he was saying. Shortly after he came back and sat down again, you looked at him, he normally never left the room when he received a call.

“Joris called to tell me something.”

That made you sit up, nudging him slightly to talk more.

“I know how lonely you felt these last few weeks when I’m not around. And I know that you love dogs, so I aske-”

“You got us a dog?!”, you screeched in his ear, to which he shifted a little more far away, so he could keep his hearing ability.

“Not yet, Joris knows someone whose dog accidentally got pregnant and wants to sell some puppies, I thought we could go there tomorrow and see if any puppies like us?”

With tears in your eyes, you nodded and hugged him tightly, this was your dream, a little someone to take care of, a new best friend.

During the night you had trouble falling asleep, too excited to look at the dogs, so when the clock hit 7 am, you got up and took a shower, after you prepared some breakfast and woke Charles up, the faster you could get there, the better.

You both were nervous during breakfast, this was a big decision, a dog was a responsibility for several years, but you knew he or she would have the best life in your home, and your lives would also get better. There would always be a little cuddle buddy, someone to play with, and someone who needs your attention twenty-four-seven.

Joris didn’t say what breed it would be, only that the pregnancy wasn’t planned, but the puppies were adorable, and you didn’t doubt that for one second, every puppy was a cute creature.

The drive was rather short, only thirty minutes until you reached the family home, when you rang the doorbell, you could already hear dogs barking, and when the door opened and an older lady smiled at you, you could hear little puppies crying. You introduced yourself to the woman, whose name was Margarete, and she welcomed you into her home. After she offered you a coffee, she led you into the room where a big playpen was standing, and five little light brown puppies were sleeping. The little golden retriever dachshund mixes had the cutest little floppy ears and the softest-looking fur you had ever seen.

You quietly gasped after seeing these angels, and the first one lifted his head, after hearing a strange noise, and got excited when he saw you and Charles, waking his siblings in the process. After the puppies were awake and barking at you, you couldn’t wait anymore and carefully got in the pen, immediately you had four dogs crawling all over you, and the fifth one was sitting in the corner, crying for his mother, he was smaller than his siblings but in perfect health. Margaret told you she was currently training them to be separated from their mother, and so they could be crying, but when Charles joined you in the pen, the little fella walked over to him and sniffed at his knee, before getting up on Charles leg and finding a comfortable spot to sleep, after all, he was a small puppy.

From that moment, you knew this puppy had your heart, seeing how comfortable he was with Charles, and how he was crying for his mama a second ago, these two had a special connection.

Charles also fell in love with the little boy, he picked him up carefully and the puppy started to lick his face, which Charles commented with a chuckle. You two looked at each other and you knew what he was thinking, you found your little love. Charles gave you the fella and he also started sniffing you, giving you small licks on your chin, when you held him close to your chest.

Margaret came in and saw you cuddling with the dog, she knew you made a decision when you looked at her, “That’s Leo, you can change his name if you want to, but my grandson named him that way.”

Leo fit him perfectly, Leo Leclerc.

Charles and you took your time to cuddle some more, really making sure Leo liked you and wasn’t scared.

After doing all the paperwork with Margaret and learning about the needs that a little puppy had, you two left the house and went straight to the pet store, you still had to wait two weeks until you could pick him up, but you two were way too excited to not go and shop for Leo.

The cart was almost full when you waited in the queue to pay, food, toys, leashes, beds, and more stuff waiting to be used by Leo.

The next two weeks were going by slower than you’d hoped. Every day you chatted with Margarete and she sent you pictures and updates from Leo, the little puppy was doing great and got his last few shots at the vet, now he was ready to come home to you.

It was a Saturday when you picked him up, Leo got excited when you had him in your arms, licking everything he could reach, while Charles paid for Leo, and signed the last papers. Now he was officially yours, your own little puppy, to cherish and love.

On the way home you spilled some tears, while the little angel was sleeping on your lap, this was a dream come true. Now you wouldn’t be as lonely anymore when Charles was gone, but you also had a little companion when you two were together.

The first few steps Leo did in his new home were wobbly, he was a little scared, so you and Charles settled down on the floor, just to make sure Leo didn’t feel lonely and had someone he could go to if he needed emotional support. But he was a brave boy, and even if his steps were slow, he still looked around the apartment, sniffing all these new smells and he already found his favorite spot, which was underneath the piano, where a furry rug was lying.

You let the little puppy sleep and started making dinner, Leo must’ve been exhausted, he left his old home and his family, and now he was with strangers in new surroundings, but he felt comfortable, or otherwise he wouldn’t be sleeping like he was now.

The evening was spent cuddling with Leo, when you and Charles were lying on the couch, watching TV, Leo tried to get up on the couch and when Charles picked him up, he settled on your belly, where he took another nap.

The first night was nerve-racking, you had read a lot of articles, so you prepared for the worst. Leo and you two went to bed at around eleven pm, the little puppy lay down in his dog bed that Charles placed in the corner of the room, and two hours after you fell asleep, you got woken up by little whines that came from Leo. You grabbed him and put on his leash, and Charles and you went outside, where Leo did his business. Charles held your hand, while he had the leash in the other hand, he looked adorable with his jumper pulled over his head.

Back at home, you laid in bed again, but before you could fall asleep, little whines came from Leo again. Charles let out a sigh, “Do you think he needs to go outside again?”
“But he did his business, maybe he misses his family? They slept cuddled together every night after all.”

So he got up, picked Leo up, and came back to bed with him, when Leo settled between you, he stopped crying and fell asleep.

The next morning started off early, Leo licked all over your face and started playing with your hair, even if you were sleep deprived, when you opened your eyes and looked at Charles with Leo, all of this was worth it. The way Leo’s tail was wagging when you filled his food bowl with the puppy food, you think you died from diabetes, but Charles wasn’t any different. You already caught him way too often when he sneaked a treat to Leo, and you only had him for a day.

You also caught Charles cuddling with Leo while he was doing sim work in his simulator at home, or while taking a nap on the couch, or how Leo followed him everywhere Charles went. He already loved his new dad. Just as much as he loved you.

The ice cream launch was when you wanted to introduce Leo to the world, the little baby was frightened by the flashing lights, but when Charles held him, he calmed down again, in general, he felt most calm when he was in Charles’ arms.

Leo loved small walks, he couldn’t walk for long, he had small legs and was exhausted easily, so you all could walk for fifteen minutes before Leo had enough and wanted to be held, that's why you and Charles were often seen holding him.

You couldn’t wait to see Leo grow up and have the time of his life, especially Charles couldn’t wait for him to join him at a race, Leo would be his emotional support dog, in these hard times at Ferrari.

[cllightning81]

Babysitting [AL12]

Summary : Your sister asks you to babysit while Arthur is staying over and you couldn't say no.

Pairing/s: Arthur Leclerc x Reader

Word Count: 0.6k

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A/N: I had to use this gif. The whole video that this gif is from gets me every time.

 Arthur had been staying at your house for the past week during his summer break but when your sister called last night asking if you could suddenly watch your niece you couldn’t say no to her and Arthur would never let you say no just because he was there. 

So, for the rest of the night, you enjoyed your time with Arthur before your niece was dropped off the next morning. 

She spent basically the whole day playing with Arthur because he was a child in an adult body at this point and while your sister just assumed that Arthur was still just a friend you didn’t exactly want to correct her. Correcting her meant correcting everyone who mistook the two of you. 

Charles had stopped by to Arthur’s request because Arthur wanted some more clothes but was enjoying the time with you and your niece. Your niece had just gone down for a nap while you were cooking dinner. 

Arthur wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your neck as he caressed your hips with his thumbs 

“She’s down for a nap. When did you say your sister was coming?” He asked, and you glanced at your phone 

“About an hour. Which means she’ll just be waking up from her nap when she gets here” You explained, turning in his arms so you could look up at him. 

“What’s for dinner tonight? I thought we were ordering in” He frowned, and you shrugged 

“I know that was the plan but we didn’t exactly know when she’d be going home so I thought I might as well use some ingredients up before we start travelling again” You shrugged and he nodded

“But I do have to add you look really, really hot with her” you whispered, leaning up to kiss him. Your arms wrapped around his neck to pull him further down to you. After a minute or so, Arthur pulled away and left you chasing after his lips. 

“Y/N?” He asked, and you hummed

“Is this your baby fever kicking in?” He whispered, and you looked down, hiding the blush that was forming. 

“Maybe” you mumbled as he tilted your head up, pressing a kiss to your lips again. 

“Think you can wait another year? Maybe in that time we can get engaged? Have a little more practice with your niece? Also, maybe I’ll be a little more settled down with racing” You couldn’t help but smile as you watched him explain his plans 

“Or we could wait longer than a year and copy your brother” you suggested 

“You want your own Leo as well?” He asked, and you shrugged 

“As cute as Leo is I’m not exactly sure if I want a dachshund” Arthur raised his eyebrows 

“What do you mean by that?” He asked 

“Don’t get me wrong, I love Leo, but you’re away quite a bit, and I can’t always follow you around the world, and big dog privileges seem like a good thing” You shrugged 

“So what were you thinking?” He asked, pulling you over to sit on the couch 

“I quite like greyhounds, collies, german shepherds” You shrugged, and he nodded. 

After talking about different types of dogs, you could possibly get for what felt like five minutes your sister arrived to pick your niece up. Giving her the task of waking the little girl up while you and Ollie stayed cuddled. 

You heard her little cries from downstairs as she cried about not wanting to leave. Your sister is attempting to calm her down. As she walked downstairs, you and Arthur both looked over

“Thur I don’t wanna go” She repeatedly cried as your sister put her down, and your niece ran straight into his legs.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry you’ll get to see me before me and Auntie Y/N go on holiday, okay?” He gently rubbed her back as he picked her up, walking back over to your sister. Your sister left with her crying daughter as Arthur pulled you into his arms again. 

“Yep let’s get a dog” You laughed while pressing a kiss to his cheek.

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Complicated ( Lando Norris X reader and Charles Leclerc X reader)

Work count: just over 7K

Plot: 

You are Lando's girlfriend but he has cheated on you. When you find out you find yourself at Charles's house and one thing leads to another and you guys end up having sex and then you're all confused because Lando tells you what really happened and you feel horrible for sleeping with Charles. Lando finds out you slept with Charles and you both decide not to stay together and move out but you get pregnant.

PS your name is Maeve i just felt it was easier to have an original character that you can put yourself in the shoes off - let me know any feedback! (I also want to note i wrote this around a year ago so please tell me if you like this writting style or my current more)

It was 1 Am and I was still sat on the couch watching TV and scrolling through Tik tok, Lando was out with the  F1 boys Clubbing, It was a boy's night they did this every now and then which I loved, they were such a lovely and supportive group of men and I was glad he got along with them all. 

"hmm I guess we should go to bed huh Frankie," I said to our 2-year-old Dachshund and led him to the bedroom he settled into his little bed beside ours and I hopped under the fresh sheets and placed my phone on the nightstand and turned the light off rolling over to fall asleep. 

After what felt like about 30 minutes I was still awake just thinking about things I needed to do, I struggled to sleep without Lando which meant whenever he went away if I wasn't able to come I would constantly have trouble sleeping. 

I tossed and turned a few times before I decided to just go back on my phone until I felt sleepy. 

I was scrolling for a bit when I saw it. I had to sit up and rewatch it a few times and I kept zooming in.  It was a tikTok with the caption 'Lando Norris Spotted in a club in Nice Kissing a mystery woman who is not his Girlfriend Maeve Piastri fellow Mclaren Driver Oscar piastri's Twin sister. We will be interested to see if they have recently broken things off as they were spotted together just last week walking their dog Frankie in the streets of Monaco, Updates to follow.

"What the fuck" is all I say in disbelief 

I let the video replay and reply in my lap and I try and convince myself that isn't Lando but I know it is I'm not blind. 

I immediately call Oscar since he was there and I wait impatiently as it rings and rings. No answer shit. 

I text him 

Maeve: WTF Oscar where are you all? Did you see it happen? I'm freaking the fuck out here please call me. 

I need to speak with you, please

please call me as soon as you can 

I'm gonna throw up Im so fucking mad 

I wasn't getting a reply but I need to find out more so my next bet is Charles, he was the one I was closest with besides my brother and Lando, he's always been so kind and welcoming. 

I dial his number and wait for him to pick up 

"Mae, Mon Amour, what's wrong it's so late why aren't you asleep?" he asks 

I just burst into tears 

"oh my god Mae what's wrong love" he sounds very concerned 

"L-L-Lando cheated on me" I finally get out 

"WHAT," he says angrily "When?" 

"tonight....I saw a video" 

"send me the video," he says so I do I forward it to him for him to watch, I wait on the line still sobbing to myself. 

"I'm going to fucking kill him," he says 

"I can't get ahold of Oscar," I say 

"He Left the club hours ago, and so did I, I promise you Maeve if I had been there I would have not let that happen"

"I know" I went silent "I don't want to be here when he gets home" 

"I know mon amour I'll come get you. You can sleep in the spare room and in the morning you can talk to Oscar and see what you want to do okay?" 

"thank you, Charles"I get out through my tears 

"not to worry love I'll be there shortly" he said and hung up. 

"come on Frankie, Let's go to Charle's, daddy doesn't deserve to come home to us tonight," I say getting Frankie and taking him to get his collar and lead on. 

10 minutes later I heard Charles pull up the driveway and I grabbed the bag and quickly threw stuff in. 

when I opened my door I saw him standing there and he opened his arms for me which I graciously accepted 

"come on let's get going before he turns up" 

we got in the car and started Driving 

"I called Daniel and he said they didn't see it happen that he had gone off with a group of girls and they didn't think anything of it they said he just left the club but he didn't tell them if he was coming home or what he was doing" he looked at me nervously. 

I looked down and took a small breath "So what you're telling me is that he could have left the club with one of those girls right now and gone back to fuck her" I bit my lip as to tremble trying not to cry again and moved my head to face out the window. 

"I'm so sorry Maeve I promise we will fucking kill him when we see him next" 

"Oscar is going to kill him," I said still looking out the window.  "you know" I paused for a second, " Oscar told me to not get involved, he told me what he was like and I went ahead and did it anyway, I thought he would be different with me I guess I was just another name on his list" 

"Maeve" Charles says slowly. 

"No it's okay I've seen his true colours now, I should have known better is all" 

my sadness was turning into anger and resentment. 

When we got to Charles I put my stuff in the Spare room and Charles offered me a wine, which I accepted. 

I turned my phone off knowing I didn't want to speak to Lando when he got home and noticed I wasn't there 

we sat and talked on the couch for a bit trying to avoid the topic of what had happened that night so I wouldn't cry again. 

A few drinks later I was getting a bit drunk, I knew I wouldn't get to sleep tonight with my adrenaline I had passed the point of tired, Charles was good at distracting me which I was thankful for. 

We ended up playing some silly card games and were honestly beyond drunk by 5:40 Am when the sun was rising. 

"Charles look" I got up and walked to the balcony overlooking the Beautiful sunrise and the city of Monaco was breathtaking 

he came to join me on the balcony where we watched the sunrise silently. "Maeve" Charles broke the silence I turned my head to face him and realised how close he was I looked into his eyes and then down to his lips and back up again he did the same. the tension was thick or maybe it was just because of how much we had to drink 

"Can I?" he said in a low voice and I nodded 

I knew I probably shouldn't but with everything that had happened tonight I knew Lando had done worse. 

It started off slow and then became needy and sloppy he grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. 

"hop up" he tapped my butt and I jumped wrapping my legs around his waist and he walked us back inside and to his bed. 

He placed me down on the bed and then pulled his top over his head and then gone were his shorts leaving him in his boxers. 

I also took off my Pajama top and bottoms leaving my breast bare and just a pair of Knickers on 

his eyes went wide as he saw me on the bed "well Fuck, Lando is a fucking idiot" 

"Shhh don't mention his name," I said back "Come here," I said and he did 

he crawled on top of me and began kissing again, he slowly made his way down my neck to my chest and over my breasts. He focused on one breast at a time the other in his hand making me moan a little. 

"Charles please." I said very needy for him down lower

he smirked and looked up and me as he kissed his way down further and hovered over my heat with my leg wide open. I could feel his hot breath over my Clit 

"Charles omg please do something" he giggled and pulled them aside and attached his lips to my core using his tongue to pleasure me sucking on my clit and then he added two fingers. 

He kept at it and I must admit he was very good at this. I was getting closer and starting to clench. He pulled away making me whimper and he came back up to my lips kissing me again and letting me taste myself. 

He pulled down his boxers and lined himself up at my entrance and pushed in after looking me in the eyes for confirmation. 

"Fuck" I said

"Oh Mon Dieu" he said and then he started speaking French under his breath 

he kept thrusting in and out and we were getting sweaty and our kissing got messier and he started kissing my neck again 

"I'm going to cum" he said 

"me too," I said back, truth be told I normally never came by penetration with Lando he usually had to use his fingers on my clit rubbing it while he fucked me for me to cum so this was a new experience for me. 

He came first and it wasn't too long after we came down from our high and he rolled off me. 

"I'll be back" I said and excused myself to the bathroom. 

When I came back he followed suit, 

We both lay in his bed under his sheets and the sun was flowing through the windows 

my eyelids were getting heavy and I let them fall closing my eyes and falling asleep. 

I'm not sure how long I was asleep when I was woken by a phone ringing over and over, 

"Omg can you please shut that thing up," I said out loud 

I heard a grumble next to me and then someone got up out of bed and answered the phone 

"Sault" I heard a familiar voice.

My head was pounding and everything was so goddamn loud so it was hard to pinpoint who it was.

I groaned and put the pillow over my head. 

"No she doesn't want to speak with him," the voice said "I don't know if that's the best idea she's asleep currently and it took her forever to fall asleep last night, what if I get her to call you later when she's awake and ready?" he paused before he continued "Okay thank you Oscar" and then he hung up I opened my eyes at the mention of my brother when I saw the room around me I started to remember what happened last night. 

"omg my head hurts so much" I said turning around to see Charles standing next to the bed Naked "omg Cover yourself up Charles" I yelled covering my eyes with my hand. 

"Wow rude." he laughed "I'm going to have a shower you can have one when I'm done" 

I ran through what happened last night and how I ended up in bed with Charles Naked. 

I rubbed my eyes and thought what the fuck have I done. I got up after Charles came back and had a nice hot shower which was much needed. 

Once I was dressed I got my phone and turned it back on and saw the notifications flood in from everyone the most were from Lando and Oscar but I saw ones from my parents and siblings who heard the news too.

"I better call Oscar" I said to Charles who was now in the kitchen making coffee 

"No worries" he said 

I pressed his contact and didn't wait long for him to answer. 

"Mae are you okay?" he answers 

I took a deep breath "Not really." 

"I'm so sorry Mae if I hadn't left early I would have been with him and this would have never happened" 

"Don't do that it's not your fault he made a decision that's all him, if he had been stopped last night he just would have done it somewhere else. OMG do you think this isn't the first time he's done this" 

"I fucking hope this is the first time I'm seriously going to give him an earful believe me and if Mclaren would let me I would probs make him crash next race" 

"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you" 

"I know Mae it's okay I really thought he had changed for you" 

"Me too." 

"Do you want me to go over there and speak to him? He has been calling me all morning." 

"No that's okay I'll send him a text so he can at least know I'm ok not that he deserves that." 

"Okay call me later when you're ready I'll come pick you up."

"Okay, thanks Oscar love you." 

"Love you to Mae." 

The call ended and I decided to text Lando. 

Maeve: I'm at a friend's house. I don't want to speak with you I just wanted to let you know I'm okay and that I know. Please respect that I need space

Lando: Mae I Promise I didn't do anything please just hear me out It's not at all what it looked like I didn't kiss her

Maeve: Really? what's this then 

https://www.tiktok.com/@Newslive_Now/video/72729282397449936953602 (not a real link)

Lando: Maeve seriously I know how it looks I promise it wasn't like that at all please let me explain to you in person where are you? 

Maeve: nothing can change what happened Lando i can see it with my own eyes you can't argue with that.  

He didn't reply thankfully. 

I walked over to Charles and he handed me a cup of coffee Frankie was at my feet licking up some food Charles had given him. 

"How did that go?" he asked 

"Lando messaged me saying it was how it looked but what a load of shit you can't argue with that video." 

"it definitely is hard to argue when it's caught on video. Want some Breakfast" he offered

"Yes please I'm starving, it was an exhausting night." I said and then realised we hadn't addressed what happened last night "Um Charles we really should talk about what happened last night" 

he sighed and stopped what he was doing and turned around to face "Look Mae, Im not going to sit here and pretend I didn't enjoy what happened last night, or that I haven't liked you more than a friend for a while now  but we overstepped a boundary last night I know we were drunk and you were vulnerable and I apologise if you feel I took advantage of you." 

"Oh wow thank you for being so mature Charles." I sent him a small smile. 

"I do really like you Mae but I know you are not in the right place right now to even explore if there is something between us so I just want you to know I am not going to cross that boundary again unless you want me to." 

"Thank you Charles" I said as he went back to cooking breakfast 

it honestly wasn't a shock he liked me as I said he was the one who was the closest to me part from my brother and Lando and I had a small suspicion he liked me but thankfully never acted on it until last night. 

Charles passed me my plate of food when there was an aggressive knock on the door that startled us both.

I removed my gaze from the door and looked at Charles knowing who it was 

"Do you want me to go kick him out?" 

"I'll deal with it," I said getting up and walking to the door. 

I opened it and saw Lando honestly looking shit like he hadn't slept all night.

I closed the for behind me and pulled him away from the door slightly 

"what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked looking around the street to make sure no one was around.

"Daniel told me you were here I had to come and speak to you please Mae just give me 5 minutes to explain." 

"Fine 5 minutes talk fast" I sighed rolling my eyes. 

"Okay so I was there and this group of ladies came up to me telling me it was their friend's hen party and that her Fiance was a huge fan of mine and that he would be so jealous if she had a photo with me so I went over with them the bride was so drunk and while we were posing she kissed me, I pushed her off as soon as I could and nothing else happened that's all Mae I didn't even kiss her back and I left straight away the only reason I wasn't home quicker was I had to wait for an uber and they kept cancelling on me, I promise you, baby, I would never cheat on you ever I love you way too much" 

I bit my lip and looked away from him. Fuck what the fuck have I done. 

"Mae baby say something." 

"I just need a moment to think" I covered my face with my hands and started to swear "Fuck fuck fuck shit omg" I paused and pulled my hands down and looked at Lando looking so exhausted and shit and here I was fucked by his co-worker and friend last night...I'm the cheater, not him. 

"I'm such a fucking idiot," I said feeling so guilty I could be sick 

"What's wrong? What did you do fuck Charles" he joked a smile on his face laughing off what he said 

I closed my eyes and covered my face again with one hand and softly shook my head 

"Oh my fucking god did you Maeve?" he said shocked I didn't answer 

"Answer the fucking question Maeve" he was stern now 

"It wasn't like that" was all I could get out 

"Jesus Christ I can't fucking believe you my side of the bed was cold for 5 seconds and you went and fuck my friend, you didn't even ask me what happened before you went and fucked him"  he shouted. 

"I was drunk and in an emotional state I wasn't thinking I thought you had gone home with that woman" 

"But you never fucking asked me Maeve I would never do that to you, but you would" he was crying now and my eyes were getting teary. 

" you know what have a nice fucking life Maeve you and Charles deserve each other," he said and walked up the driveway out of the property to his car.

'Fuck me" I said wiping my tears that wouldn't stop falling from my eyes. 

I stood out there for about 10 minutes trying to compose myself before I walked back in to Charles. 

When I went back in he saw me crying and came to hug me "What happened." 

"He didn't cheat but I did" I cry more into his shoulder

"What do you mean he didn't cheat?" he asked shocked 

"She kissed him and he pushed her off and then he left and I'm such a fucking idiot, I told him what happened last night and now he's gone and honestly I deserve it I fucking cheated on him I'm worse than he is" I was a blubbering mess. 

Oscar came and picked me and Frankie up later that day and took me to his. 

I didn't want to outstay my welcome so when I knew Lando was out the next day I went back to our house and packed up all the things I would need and dropped Frankie off at home and then Oscar dropped me at the airport, I was going to go home for a bit to London and just take some time to heal I stayed at a hotel for a few weeks not wanting to cause a fuss at my parents.

The media was in a frenzy it was all over the news and all F1 media, Lando got a stern talking to from Mclaren Oscar told me and I heard from Daniel that Oscar also gave Lando quite a talking to even after knowing the truth of what happened he still was mad at Lando for the kiss happening in the first place. Lando had to release a statement on what happened. 

Charles hadn't reached out giving me my space and I was glad that i couldn't think about it or I would feel sick to my stomach with what happened. Apparently, Lando went over to Charles and they had a fight that ended with Lando punching Charles. 

Lando hadn't spoken to me but had organised with Oscar for all my stuff to be moved out. 

He told Oscar he was mad at me for what happened but didn't blame me he told him he blamed Charles for taking advantage of me in the state I was in and getting me drunk while I was already in a vulnerable state and Charles told Lando about how he felt about me and that's when he punched him saying he probably made me think bad of Lando so Charles could get in my pants a swoop in. 

I felt sorry for Charles, as much as yes he did take advantage of the situation he had apologised and backed off and was mature about it I didn't think there was any ill intention. 

4 weeks after staying at the hotel I decided I needed to get myself an apartment so I went flat hunting and found a small one-bedroom in Belgravia and signed the lease. I was ready to start fresh away from Monaco. 

2 months in my new flat and I was out at the supermarket and went down the toiletries section. I was glancing at the shelves when I saw the Pads and Tampons and I realised I hadn't had my period in two months. 

God I was a fucking idiot I put a pregnancy test in my trolley (shopping Cart for all the Americans) 

When I got home and had packed away my shopping I took the test. I waited the 3 minutes anxiously.

My phone timer went off and I flipped over the test and saw the 2 pink lines. Well fuck. 

Who's the fucking Father.... Charles or Lando? both of them I had unprotected sex with around the same time. 

I have no idea what I do next.

I decide to call my brother cause he was the one person I was closest to, Being twins we shared everything. 

It rings a few times before he answers. 

"hey Mae, what's up?" 

"Oscar I'm going to tell you something and I need you not to freak out" 

"well now I'm worried what's wrong?" 

"I'm...pregnant" 

silence 

I can hear him breathing and he lets out a big sigh "Do you know who the father is?" 

"No, I mean I slept with them both within a couple of days it could be either" 

"Alright what are we going to do?" 

"No Oscar not we. I need to be a big girl and do this myself." 

"Mae seriously what are you going to do, turn up to their house and tell them to give you their DNA? Can you even find out this early?" 

"Yeah you can, I don't know do you think there is a better way to do this? I've never exactly plan for this to happen." 

"I know Mae I'm sorry it sucks this has all happened you gonna fly out here then?" he asked I could hear the pity in his voice. 

"I guess I'm gonna book a doctor's appointment first to get all checked out and then I'll come I'll text you when I get an appointment." 

"Okay Mae, hey whatever happens you know you have us all and we will support you" 

"I know thanks Osc, love you." 

"Love you too Mae." 

time to book an appointment 

I got an appointment for the following Monday and it was all I could think about what was I going to say to them both? 

I laid down on the table and the technician pulled my top up 

"This might be a bit cold.," she said and squirted the gel onto my stomach area

I take a breath and look up at the monitor on the wall and that's when I see them. My beautiful baby my heart just melts that's a little me in there. 

"There they are not a shy little one they are looking at about 3 months is that about right?" 

"Yeah 3 months." 

"And you had no symptoms?" 

"Um I mean none that I attributed to this I was a little sick I thought I just had food poisoning but it went and I mean I have been out of breath and a bit fatigued but again I didn't think I was pregnant I just moved back to London so I just thought it was because of that" 

"Okay well that's okay not everyone gets all the typical symptoms, and bubs seems to be healthy so just make sure to take it easy from now on, we will do another scan at week 18 but  we can book a check-up if you want in between just to get your blood test done and any tests you may want to do, and I see on your form you noted you would like to do a DNA test will you be bringing in the potential father or just a sample?" 

"Um can I do that just get a sample?" 

"Yeah it's just a cheek swab so if you want to get him to complete it and then send it off to the lab for testing we can take a blood test sample today so we have that on record" 

"He's in Monaco do I have to get him to fly to London or can I bring the swab back?" 

"He can take it in Monaco and then you can mail it I can give you a parcel for it" 

"Thank you," I said and looked back up at the little baby on the screen 

"Would you like to know the gender or are you wanting to wait?" 

"Are you able to write it down for me so when I'm ready I can know?" 

"No worries" she goes to write it down and then when she comes back she goes to take some blood and completes some health tests on me. 

Walking out I look at the photographs from the sonographers and took a picture to send to Oscar. I hadn't told the rest of the family yet only because I wanted to know who the father was first. 

I went home and packed for my short trip back to Monaco and spoke with Oscar and his girlfriend Lily while I packed and spoke about the appt. 

"Who are you going to ask to do the DNA test?" Lily asked 

" I was thinking Charles only because why bother Lando who clearly wants nothing to do with me unless it is his baby and I don't want to bring up everything that has happened unless I need go" 

"Good thinking, Lando's has been in a real mood ever since best not to annoy him unless needed"

"Have you started showing?" Lily asked

"yeah only the last few days I've really started to pop and can see my little belly so who knows how long until I can't hide it anymore, I'll have to tell the family as soon as I know and have discussed a plan" 

"Yeah wow this is so reaI i can't believe we're gonna have a niece or nephew" Lily seemed excited and look in any other circumstance iIwould too i love kids and I've always wanted to be a mum but it was so scary to think of the future of me and this baby.

"Alright well we have to go I'll pick you up from the airport in nice tomorrow at 9AM okay?" Oscar said and I nodded 

"Thank you love you both bye."

They waved and ended the call. 

Once I finished packing my small bag I settled on doing a bit of work on my laptop before bed. 

I was so glad to work was so flexible for me, I was a social media manager for a few clients as well as having my own social media make me money with Advertisements and sponsorships. 

the next morning I was up early to travel to Heathrow for my flight. Luckily the airport wasn't too busy this morning and I went through quite quickly and waited for my flight. 

After the short flight I arrived in Nice and went out to see Oscar waiting for me, He pulled me into a tight hug 

"Missed you Mae." 

"Naw I always miss you Osc, I don't like not being in the same town anymore" i looked at him sadly. 

"You didn't to leave you know, you could have stayed" 

"I know I just needed some space and time away to get myself in a good space" 

"I know! come on let's go I wanna take you out to breakfast before I talk you to see Charles" 

"Okay sounds perfect" 

We drove to Monaco which wasn't far from Nice and just chatted about life and the drive there.

He took me to our favourite Cafe.

"So do you know if iI'm having a Neice or a nephew?" he wiggled his eyebrows 

I laughed "About that I'm gonna give you something to hold onto and yes you can read it but I swear to god Oscar if you do read it I don't want to know just yet what gender the baby is" I said seriously 

"Omg no I can't be trusted with no spilling that secret" 

"Give it to Lily then it's so tempting to look but I want to save that for when I know if it's Lando or Charles we find out together" 

"Oh god just promise if I do read it and spill the beans you won't yell at me lol" 

"No promises" I laugh and sip my juice 

After breakfast, he dropped me off to Charles' house who was aware I was dropping by as Oscar asked him if he would be home

I walked down the driveway and knocked on the door 

He opened the door. 

"Mon Amour I missed you come in" he gave me a small hug and stepped aside to let me in.

"Thanks for seeing me." 

"Of course, Oscar said you needed to speak with me, Please sit can I get you a drink?" 

"Just a water please" I smiled and sat down on his couch. 

"Sure" he smiled and disappeared in the kitchen

when he came back he set the drinks on the table and sat on the couch next to me "How have you been?" 

I smiled and let out a small laugh "I've been better but the reason I'm back and sitting here in your living room is that I um..." I paused" Fuck this is a lot harder to say thanIi thought it would be" I took a breath and he placed a hand on my thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze. 

"It's okay take your time" he gave me a nod of encouragement 

I took a sip of water and then a deep breath "Im..Pregnant" I watched his eyes go a bit wild and his mouth fell open a small bit

"Oh, and i'ts mine?" he looked at me questioningly 

"truthfully I don't know so I need a DNA sample to test with and I didn't think Lando would speak to me " 

"Oh Mon amour I'm so sorry you're in this situation its completely my fault I didnt even remember that we didn't use protection to be honest id just assumed even drunk I would have remembered that" 

"Yeah I didn't think about it either and Lando and I had been intimate in the same week and he had just pulled out so there's still always a chance it was him. which serves us right for using the pull-out method if it is his" 

he sighed "Still I feel guilty for my part in all of this" 

"I'm sorry he punched you" I said 

"Dont be I deserved it" 

"I'm sorry you're now in this position too, if I'd noticed my period was late earlier I could have taken a pill and we wouldn't be in this situation right now" 

"Oh Mae I wouldn't have wanted that and you know Lando wouldn't have either" 

"Anyway here is the cheek swab and the parcel you can do it and post it whenever you feel like it they already have the babies DNA on file" I said and looked down to my belly and rubbed it and his eyes followed suit 

"You know Mae if it's mine, I will love and support you both forever you know that right? I know it may not be exactly how I planned to be a father but my Papa was the greatest man alive and I will strive everyday to be half the man he was for that baby" 

I place my hand on my heart "I know Charles, you know he is already so proud of the man you are" 

"Thank you Mon Amour, I'll get this test done ASAP and send it for you so you can know"

"Do you want to see a photo?" I asked and he nodded a smile on his face 

I reached into my bag and brought out the Photos from the ultrasound. 

"Oh wow look at them so small and beautiful like their mama already" he said taking the photo from me and making me smile looking at him. 

I spend a few more days with Lily and Oscar in Monaco just hanging out before leavving back for London and thankfully not bumping into anyone else I know and especially not Lando.

2 and a half weeks later it was a normal day I had been out for an appointment for work when I came home and checked my letter box seeing I had 3 letters I took them into my apartment and flicked through them as I took my shoes off, one from the bank, one from the local council and one that didn't say who it was from. I opened that once first as I was curious to see who it was from hoping it was the DNA results. 

The letter read: 

PATERNITY TEST 

Dear Miss Piastri, 

We recently received a sample From C. Leclerc to Compare to the sample provided by you regarding the paternity of the unborn Child. 

Alleged Father Details 

Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc  16 October 1997.     HECAASGU_0032

Mother Details:                                                                                                                                                             Maeve Elizabeth Piastri    6 April 2001.    HECAASGA_0034

Regarding the sampling of the participants please refer to the protocols in copy. We received the originals of the identity confirmations and of the consent statements. 

Method:DNA isolation was carried out separately for all samples. Genetic characteristics were determined by the following PCR-single-locus-technology analysis. 

Results: 

The results of the analysis are shown below: 

DNA-System DNA-criteria Charles Leclerc

HID123830_001DNA-criteria Charles Test

HID123830_002AM X, Y X, Y

D3S1358 14, 15 14, 18

D1S1656 16.3, 17.3 16.3, 13.3

D6S1043 11, 17 15, 19

D13S317 9, 12 8, 9

Penta E 10, 16 14, 18

D16S539 12, 15 19, 13 

In all analyzed PCR systems, Charles Leclerc does not show the genetic markers which have to be present for the biological father of the child. The biostatistical analysis of the PCR systems was performed according to the method of Essen-Möller. The probability of Mr. Charles Leclerc being the biological father is < 01.9999 %.

Conclusion: Based on our analysis, it is practically proven that Mr. Charles Leclerc is not the biological father of the child. 

"oh Shit"  I breathed out. 

Lando is my only thought. I need to tell him. I'm already 4 months pregnant now he needs to know. 

I booked the next flight to Nice which is tonight and quickly packed a small bag and got ready. 

I left for the airport and organise a car to pick me up in Nice. when the car arrives at Landos... and my old house it's about 9PM 

I thank the driver and walk down to the front door. I take a deep breath before I knock. 

I wait patiently as I hear him coming down from upstairs and Frankie barking like mad already down to the door like always. I had a jumper on that was a bit baggy so it isn't as obvious that my bump is there for when he opens the door. 

The door swings open and he looks taken aback "You're not my Pizza" he says 

"I'm sorry to just show up like this am I able to come in and talk?" I ask 

"um.." he hesitates "Sure" he steps aside and lets me in 

"I'm sorry this was a last-minute trip I've come straight from the airport and I wouldn't come unless it was important" 

he looks at me expecting me to spit it out while I was here 

"Right sorry, I'm here because well" I pause for a small second "I'm pregnant and it's yours" 

He blinks his eyes a bit and then they get wide looking at me as if I am a fish out of water 

"You're what?" he said shocked

"pregnant" I pull up my jumper to show my belly through the tight white top I had underneath

His mouth falls open while he stares at my bump he closes his mouth and sits down on the chair just behind him just staring straight. 

a knock at the door goes off and he doesn't move an inch. 

I look at him and realise he hasn't even noticed the knock

"I'll get that then" I said slowly and began to walk towards the door and answered it and took the pizza from the delivery man and walked back towards the living room with it and put it down on the table. 

he is still sitting where I left him 

"you're scaring me Lando" I said and put my hand on his Shoulder 

"You're pregnant....and it's mine?" 

"yeah I got a DNA Test done" I said and put the letter down and the photo from the sonograph. As it landed on the table it caught his eye and he reached to pick them both up, 

"So you thought it was Charles'?" 

"I had no idea and I thought it would be easier to ask him to do a DNA test because I didn't think you would speak to me" 

He closed his eyes and shook his head a little "So wait how far along are you?" 

"4 months" 

"4 MONTHS," he said loudly "Holy shit so your'e like almost halfway" he covers his face. 

"I'm really sorry Lando, I had no idea I was pregnant until it was too late" 

"You now I don't blame you for that night, I was so fucking mad at myself and at Charles and at you I just exploded, but you thought i'd cheated and so you went to Charles for protection and he fucking used you the bastard, you were in such a vunerable state and he was the one who gave you all those drinks and knew he could take advantage of you in a situation like that and he should have known better. I mean your not completely innocent in this all but neither am I and I get it why it happened" 

"None of it ever should have happened but it did and I'm sorry that it all happened" 

"Dont you apologise, I know you're sorry and I'm sorry we  are in this situation, I guess my pull out game isn't as strong as I thought and my Sperm seem to be as fast as Max verstappen " he jokes cracking a small smile. 

"Ew" i laugh "So what happens now?" 

"I don't know Mae, I mean I always knew it may happen and although it happened in the complete opposite way I imagined, its' still happened so I guess we just do the best we can. Do wanna start as friends and take it slow and find ourselves again and if we're meant to be then we will get there and if not we deal with it as it comes. 

I nod almost crying. 

"Oh come here you" he says getting up and giving me a hug "You wanna stay for pizza and Frankie cuddles?" I nod into his shoulder. 

"I'd like that" I replied. 

We sat down and then I remembered 'You better call Oscar and put him out of his misery he knows the gender he hasn't spoken to me in 4 days because he was worried he would spill the secret" I laughed and so did Lando 

He pulled out his phone and Facetimed Oscar 

"wasssapp" Oscar answers the phone and immediately sees us both in the frame 

"OMG OMG OMG RED ALERT MAE I CAN NOT KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT" he panics 

I laugh "It's okay Oscar you can tell us" 

He burst into a smile and takes a big breath "You're having a little boy" he bites his bottom lip with happiness 

I let out a breath and my eyes start tearing up and I turn to Lando "a little boy Lando"I say as he wipes away a few stray tears 

"I'm gonna have a little boy to race with" he says and looks over to me in disbelief 

"He's gonna be a Piastri Fan I can feel it in my bones and wanna race with Uncle Oscar" 

We laugh and have some small talk before he let's us go to work everything out 

"you wanna move back in?" Lando asks grabbing a slice of pizza and handing it to me 

"I would love that, I've been so lonely" I say honestly 

"me too, it's just not the same without you here" he says and Frankie jumps up on the couch and cuddles into me "We've both missed you so much"

[wyrddogs]

The dachshund originated in Germany as a forester’s dog; dogs were selected who worked well, one on one, with their masters. Dachshunds don’t pack well, compared to beagles because they were never developed to be a pack hound. However, hunting dachshunds as a group may well be the most biddable of the scent hounds. If for your special purposes you are looking for a small hound that handles like a good cur, the dachshund may be the hound for you.

The purposes for which the dachshund was developed are very different from those of a beagle. In part the dachshund was a dog to be used for underground work on foxes and badgers. “Dachshund” actually means badger dog in German, but these dogs were used much more on fox. In Germany and in the rest of Europe foxes were always much more plentiful and a much bigger nuisance than badgers. Also a good dog can usually drive a fox from the den to the gun. A badger is an even tougher on the defense. He goes very deep and will seldom bolt. A dog small enough to get down to a badger is not is strong enough to kill him. Usually the hunting party assisting the dog has to dig down to the quarry. This is old fashioned hard work that is not very popular these days.

The dachshund in Germany was also seen as an above ground dog that handled well and could be used to flush game, especially the small European roe deer, out of heavy cover of young growth forest. As a jump dog the dachshund was expected to give tongue on a fresh scent line and warn the hunters posted around the gridiron pattern of forest roads that game was on the way.

It was also discovered that the dachshund, bred to be the biddable hound and attuned to the needs of his handler, was very useful for finding wounded big game which left little or no blood trail. The good ones could learn to work the right deer even if it meant picking out the body and foot print scent of the individual deer. The dachshund was bred to be versatile dog, although individuals tended to excel in one or two categories, and less often in all three.

[finifugue]

~600 word snippet of a WIP sequel to Death and Other Lies which may or may not come out in the near future, depending on how life goes. ily

They pound down the stairs, dodging guns and fists and knives as they go, and Lando catches a stray bullet, grazing across his arm as he pushes Ollie out of the way ‒ less dangerous, and more frustrating, because honestly the guy shooting it was slow as anything, so it’s really actually on Lando that they were in a position to be shot in the first place.

He swears a little under his breath and continues to herd Ollie down to the basement, to the sewerage grate he knows runs right into a complex system of tunnels. It's bolted shut, but Lando just attaches one of what Alex calls his ‘brand new state-of-the-art lockpicking devices’ to the centre of it. “Code?” “18-15-20-20-15-7-15,” Alex replies. “What?” “I said, 18‒” Lando huffs, tapping in the code impatiently. “I know what you said. I want to know why that’s the fucking code.” George snorts into the comm, making a truly disgusting noise. “’Cause Alex is a basic bisexual using a letter-number conversion cipher.” “Oh, die.” The thing beeps in a way which is never good for anyone standing nearby, a little red light blinking, and Lando yanks Ollie backwards by the arm, diving behind a large stone pillar before there’s a huge flash of light and the sound of an explosion. When he peeks back around, the grate is little more than a smouldering hole in the wall. He puts a hand up to his comm again. “Two-Three.” “Yes?” is Alex’s reply. “That’s not a lockpicking device. That’s a bomb.” “It opened the sewer, did it not?” Arthur asks. “My brother is coming, also.” “What?” Charles is meant to be securing the perimeter, not running through the sewers. If Charles is running through the sewers instead of securing the perimeter, Lando is going to fucking kill him. He says as much. Arthur snorts. “Other brother.” “Lorenzo’s on Earth again?” He was on one of Jupiter’s moons, last Lando checked, terraforming. Or, at least, he was telling the government he was terraforming. Lando’s pretty sure he’s money laundering up there. “Other other brother.” Arthur doesn’t have any more brothers. Unless he’s talking about ‒ The rapid pit-pat of four absurdly small legs echoes out from the hole in the wall, followed by a high-pitched, yappy bark, and Lando begins praying to gods long since murdered. Leo Leclerc. “Remind me to murder Charles when we get back,” Lando tells Ollie. “Fricking Charles and his fricking ninja dog.” Ollie tilts his head. “I think he’s cute.” He bends down, scritches Leo behind his big floppy ears, and Leo snuffles up to his hand, tail wagging like a thing that waggles at the speed of sound. “Will you show us the way out, buddy?” he asks in a baby voice, and when Leo yaps in response, he coos. “Good boy. Good doggie, yes, you’ll help us. Good boy.” While Ollie is distracted, Leo’s eyes turn towards the door they came through, where the sounds of guards are becoming ever-closer, ever-louder. His gaze burns with the wrath of a thousand suns. Leo Leclerc is a Dachshund, but he doesn’t let that stop him. His little black tapioca pearl eyes hold a fire last reflected in the eyes of Genghis Khan. He barks at a hundred and thirteen decibels, on last count. He has a distant ancestor who would routinely run away from his master and fight bears. Leo Leclerc spent his first three months of life in a Russian satellite, course set for Mars, and is the scariest, most eldritch, longest little tiny dog that has ever graced the planet. Charles adores him; Alex is in a constant state of war with him; Lando tolerates him, but only because when he said they were not keeping him, Charles pouted and him and asked him why Lando was allowed to keep Franco if Charles couldn’t keep Leo.

Happy new year wahoo

[innytoes]

Happy birthday @jatp-spinsb!

"I don't think this is a good idea," Ray said, twisting the leash between his nervous hands.

"Come on, Dad, it's too late to back out now," Julie cajoled him. "You said you wanted to help Flynn and I with our charity project."

And Ray had. He thought it was great that the school had this program. It helped teach kids planning, coordination, they did a lot of writing for the advertising. He just... hadn't expected Julie and Flynn to go this hard.

"I thought you meant with photography or setting up or something," he said. "What happened to a good old fashioned bake sale, anyway?"

"Everyone does a bake sale," Carlos rolled his eyes. Carlos was also helping, but mostly in corralling dogs behind the scenes. "Besides, this way they raise money for the shelter, and they might adopt out a few cute dogs! It's a double whammy."

"It'll look really good on our college applications," Julie said, giving him the best puppy dog eyes in the room. Which, considering the amount of puppy dogs back stage was saying something.

On stage, Flynn was talking up a storm, raising the price of 'Eligible Bachelor Number Three And Muffin The ChiWeenie' steadily. It helped that Eligible Bachelor Number Three, also known as Flynn's Uncle Todd, was a bodybuilder and about twenty years younger than Ray. Sure, officially people were bidding on a date with the dog and the 'bachelor' was just a 'chaperone', but Ray didn't think the two ladies in a bidding war cared much about the dachshund-chihuahua mix in his arms.

"Sold to the lady in the red dress for two hundred dollars!" Flynn said, cheerfully. Todd happily coaxed Muffin down the stage.

"Come on, dad, you can do this," Julie said, squeezing his shoulders. He tried not to think of the fact that she'd made him swap his shirt out this morning for a tighter one. "Besides, Donut is a really cute dog. Don't you want her to get adopted?"

He gave her a Look, but before he could say anything, Flynn called him up on stage. With a sigh, he went. "Our next bachelor is chaperoning Donut! Donut loves long walks on the beach, belly rubs, and discussing whether or not Han Shot First."

Ray tried his best to smile, walking Donut up and down the stage once and showing how well behaved she was, sitting on command (with a treat for enticement, of course).

The bidding started at fifty dollars, and for a moment Ray's heart seized. What if nobody bid at all? What if Flynn had to lower the price? What if-

"Fifty dollars!"

And then the bidding was off. Someone else bid sixty, and he showed off how Donut knew how to high five, scratching her ears fondly when she did. "You're a good dog," he told her, because it was way easier to focus on her trusting, sweet face than on the sea of people staring at him like a piece of meat. From behind the stage, Julie motioned at him to stand up again, and Carlos made some flexing motions.

He chose to ignore his son, but he did stand up and smile at the crowd.

Seventy, eighty. The bidding got slower, as Flynn rattled off true facts (Donut was great with children) and less true facts (Donut's favourite art movement was Dadaism).

And okay, maybe he flexed just a little. Subtly.

Then...

"Three hundred!" Someone from the back called. Which, considering they'd only just reached ninety, was a bit of a shock. He tried to look into the crowd, but he couldn't really see who was bidding. It was a male voice, though. There was some murmuring, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the ridiculous price hike, or because of who bid on him. Well, Donut.

"Do I hear three-ten?" Flynn tried, but nobody raised their hand. "Sold for three hundred to the enthusiastic gentleman in the back!"

"Whoo!" came the answer, and Ray laughed a little as he and Donut went back down the steps of the stage on the other side. He followed the little arrows Julie and Flynn had put on the floor in tape, and then he was at the meeting point.

He crouched down again, telling Donut what a good girl she was, laughing as she flopped over on her side so he could give her belly rubs. He was so busy loving on her, that he almost didn't realise someone came up to them.

"Oh wow, she really does love belly rubs," he said, and Ray looked up, smiling.

And then froze.

Because that was Reggie Peters, the bassist of Sunset Curve.

Reggie Peters had paid three hundred dollars to go on a date with him.

No, pull yourself together Ray, he told himself. He paid three hundred dollars to help charity and meet a cute dog. "She does," he agreed. "She also really does like long walks and the beach. And she's very cute." Donut gave a happy little doggy pant in agreement.

"Yeah well so's her chaperone," Reggie Peters, the bassist of Sunset Curve said.

Oh.

Oh.

[lowlights]

The Third Date - Javi Peña x f!Reader

The Third Date 

Javi Peña x f!reader // 2.7k (no beta, u don't see any mistakes ok?)

Warnings: Female reader wearing femme clothing (skirt and chonky heels), anxiety, mentions of a crappy past relationship, Javi is handsy, insecurities, exhibitionist kink activated, maybe a little jewelry kink?, fingering, smut but like sweet smut, food and alcohol consumption, too much cuteness, reader is living her best 90s clothing life, retired!Javi, mood board picture is to show jewelry only

Summary: Your evening with Javier Peña takes a turn for the interesting when he takes you out on a date. 

Thank you to all my friends who listened to me talk about this for too long, especially @ezrasbirdie.

**

The third date is when it’s supposed to happen, right? You hadn’t gone on a proper date in a long time, and maybe things had changed. 

Oh god. What if things had changed?

While this was in fact only your third official date, you had known Javi for almost two months now. You met at a mutual friend’s birthday party, where he immediately zeroed in on you. You’d recently left behind a bad relationship that had run two years too long, and you liked the way he smiled at you. He asked for your number that night, promising to call the next day to set something up.

He didn’t call for three weeks. 

Just as you had written him off, your phone rang. He was apologetic but vague, mumbling something about being busy but still wanting to take you out. The quiet timber of his voice melted your heart a little, and you said yes. When the next Friday rolled around he arrived with flowers and a chew toy for your dog Charlie, which won him major points in the dachshund’s book. He took you to the movies, and when he walked you to your door at the end of the date he confessed that he hadn’t called because he was nervous. Nervous about how much he liked you, and how he wasn’t so good at relationships. You confessed that were just as nervous about seeing someone new, but that you were only interested in something with the potential to be serious. 

He kissed you and said he would call tomorrow. Which he did, to his credit and your delight; you weren’t really expecting it, to be honest. What you didn’t like was that he was calling from Florida. He had quickly explained something about an old partner and his wife who had given birth two weeks early, and he would be there for a little while to help fix up some things around the house. He called you every night before bed to hear about your day- Javi was more of a listener than a sharer- and to flirt relentlessly with you. He only hung up each night when a male voice in the background would yell about long-distance fees. 

Three weeks later he came over for your famous fajitas and a movie. You made out like teenagers on the couch for the entire duration of the film and went to sleep with butterflies in your stomach that night. You had it bad for Javier Peña. 

Now here you were. Date three. Suddenly despising every article of clothing you had chosen to wear. 

A quick knock at the door meant you didn’t have time to reconsider your outfit. You took a final glance in the mirror and adjusted your long black wrap skirt. You had opted for your favorite deep v-neck top that was also black and covered with tiny sunflowers, which you had knotted and tucked up at the bottom. It was a pleasantly warm Texas night so you left your jacket behind. Chunky heels and silver rings completed your look, along with something else that you were thoroughly regretting putting on this evening. 

No time to take that off now, he was annoyingly punctual tonight. 

You pulled open the door. “Hey, Javi,” you said, attempting to hide your nervousness behind a big smile. 

He looked you up and down without shame, his pouty lips morphing into a grin. “Well hey yourself, sunflower.” 

You leaned in to press a quick kiss to his cheek, but he gently redirected your mouth to his and kissed you slowly. You melted against him, resting your hands against his sides. He’s the only man that had ever made you feel weak in the knees, something you thought authors had made up in those trashy romance novels you liked to read. 

“You look so pretty, sweetheart,” he complimented, kissing you once more. “Ready to go?” 

You nodded, grabbing your purse. “You look handsome yourself, Javi,” you said as you locked the door behind you. He was dressed in his usual jeans and boots, with a dark blue button-up shirt that looked like it had been freshly pressed. Javier Peña wasn’t one to dress up too much, now that suits weren’t required in his day-to-day life, but it was clear he had gone to some effort here. It felt nice to know that it was for you. 

He laced his fingers through yours and only let go long enough to let you into his truck and hop in himself, where his hand immediately sought yours out again. Your conversation was easy, like always, and full of flirty glances. Javi maneuvered down some side streets in the old part of town and parked in front of a hole-in-the-wall restaurant you had never even heard of before. 

The aroma wafting from the open door smelled divine. “I’m starving,” you lamented. 

“Best tacos in town,” he promised, taking your hand and leading you inside. 

Javi asked for the booth in the very back of the long room, where the tall dividing walls hid you from view from the rest of the patrons. You slid in first and he followed in right next to you. 

“Oh no, are we going to be that annoying couple that eats on the same side of the table?” you joked, the word “couple” tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop it. Your brain tingled with the beginnings of panic. 

He just raised an eyebrow at you but didn’t bother to conceal his smile. “Want me to move?” 

You pulled his left arm around your shoulder. “Nope. I don’t mind if we’re annoying.” 

“Me either.” 

He didn’t freak out, at least outwardly, at your little slip. Maybe he didn’t mind. Maybe he even liked the sound of it. 

The server, Diego, interrupted to take your drink order and let you look over the faded menus. Javi ordered without looking, enchiladas verdes with extra rice, and you asked Diego to bring whatever his favorite tacos were. Javi asked for a Paloma for you and a Shiner Bock for himself and turned his attention back to you. You smiled at Diego and thanked him before he disappeared back towards the kitchen. 

Javi cupped your jaw with his right hand and leaned in for a soft kiss. You were so tucked away in this booth that no one could see you, thankfully. He trailed his hand down the front of your shirt, right between your breasts, and down to the top of your thigh. Before you could stop him to explain he ran his hand down your thigh towards your knee, pausing when he felt unfamiliar bumps under his touch. 

He looked at you inquisitively. “What’s this?” 

You felt heat creep up your neck. “Um, nothing.” 

“Oh-okay.” He pulled his hand back to his side. 

“It’s the third date!” you blurted out, cringing at yourself.

Javi’s confusion deepened. “Yeah, it is,” he said slowly. 

You wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole. “It’s just some jewelry. It’s nothing.”

Javi’s eyes flicked down to your thigh and back up to you. “Jewelry?” 

You sighed. “My friend makes these pieces of thigh jewelry and she wanted me to have one. I-I thought that maybe you liked my thighs. You kept touching them when you came over to my house, and you said they looked pretty in my dress when we were on the phone, so I wore this tonight because it’s the third date.” The words were tumbling out of your mouth despite every brain cell in your head screaming shut up in a frantic cacophony. 

Javi squeezed your shoulder reassuringly. “What does the third date have to do with anything? 

You locked eyes with him. You were too far in now to play it cool, so you might as well tell him the truth. “The third date is when people are supposed to have sex.” 

“Who told you that?” Javi asked. His voice was kind and you were pretty sure he wasn’t making fun of you. 

“Cosmopolitan. And my friend Brenda.”  You wished the ground would open up and swallow you whole. 

Javi’s brow furrowed. “Oh, baby, have you been worrying about that?” he asked. 

You nodded shyly. 

Javi had never hidden his emotions from you, letting his feelings splash across his face no matter the setting. He’d spent more than enough years training his face into disinterested neutrality but would never let you see that side of him. However, his look at this moment was confusing and that sent you into a tailspin. The condescending words of your ex swirled in your head, bitter reminders of the flaws and fears that he seeded within you for years. 

Always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. 

It didn’t help things when he removed his hand from your shoulder. The booth suddenly felt almost claustrophobic. 

“Honey, we don’t have to do a damn thing if you don’t feel like it. I’m sorry if I made you feel like that,” he said softly. True panic bubbled up in your chest as you struggled to find the words to explain, desperate to erase the look on his face. Was that look…hurt? 

“Oh, god no. No! You didn’t pressure me, I promise. It’s just been a million years since I dated someone new and I thought-I thought…” Your voice trailed off. Javi knew a little bit about your last relationship, small admissions shared during your phone calls when it felt safe to tell him things alone in your living room. But now, with Javi’s big brown eyes staring at you, the words felt stupid as they tangled on your tongue. 

Javi opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Diego bringing your drinks to the table. 

“Your food should be out soon!” he said cheerily. Javi didn’t bother to respond, focused solely on you. You wished that you could rewind and go back to five minutes ago when his arm was around your shoulder and you hadn’t made a complete fool of yourself. 

He cleared his throat. “Alright, so here’s what we are going to do. We can just sit here and enjoy these drinks and good food and have ourselves a really nice time. If you want something more, you tell me. You’re in charge here.” 

You were stunned for a moment, not used to someone really giving you the reins like this. It was as terrifying as it was freeing and you seized the moment, tired of feeling like you had wasted time in your life. You didn’t want to waste a moment with Javi, let alone let this fall apart because of your own misgivings. 

“Can you put your arm back around me?” you asked softly. 

Javi obliged. “I can do that.” 

You settled into his warmth, already feeling better. “I’m sorry. I just…I just really like you, Javi.” 

“I really like you too, sunflower.” 

His reassurance emboldened you further. “Can you go back to what you were doing before?” 

He ran a finger slowly up your thigh, tracing the shape of the adornment under your skirt. “You mean this?” he asked coyly. 

You shuddered and let out a breathy little yeah as his finger trailed upwards, teasing the slit of your skirt open the tiniest bit. His finger slowly skimmed across your bare skin, so faint you could barely feel it, and you felt as though your skin was on fire in its wake.

“Javi, I-” 

“Alright, enchiladas for the gentleman and tacos al pastor for the lady! Can I get you anything else to drink?” Diego interrupted jovially. “Oh, you haven’t even touched your drink. Is everything okay? Can I get you something else?” 

“I’m fine, thank you,” you said quickly, praying that the large table top hid Javi’s wandering hand from view. Diego’s presence wasn’t enough for him to stop trailing his finger up and down your inner thigh, however. 

“Are you sure? Because if you don’t like your Paloma I can certainly get you -” 

“She said she’s fine,” Javi interjected gruffly. Diego nodded and left the table hastily. 

“He was just doing his job,” you tutted, although you were very happy that he was gone. 

“He should have listened to you the first time,” Javi replied. “Besides, I’m curious about this jewelry. Can I see it?” 

You nodded and watched his face with rapt attention as he pushed open your skirt far enough to see the glittery metal chains, delicately stretched across your skin. 

“So pretty, baby. Looks so good on you.” His praise made you feel beautiful, and confidence settled deep in your chest. “Is this okay?” 

You spread your legs wider, encouraging his hand to dip down at the apex of your thighs. “More than okay. Just make sure no one comes.” Javi had scared Diego away for the moment, but he would certainly be back before long.

“I wouldn’t be doing my job if no one comes, honey.” Of course, Javi couldn’t let the double entendre pass by without a comment. 

You had no time for a clever retort as Javi’s finger traced over your new lacy underwear, pressing lightly over your entrance. You arched into him, clinging to his broad shoulder with your left hand. He whispered praise to you as you, his honeyed words and gentle ministrations making your core drip against his hand. You took a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure that no one could see you, but everyone was tucked away in the adjoining booths and too focused on their meals to realize what was happening. 

Without meaning to, a moan slipped past your lips and you buried your face against Javi’s neck to drown it out. 

“Save all those sounds for me later, baby. No one here gets to hear you. Only me, right?” Javi asked you. 

You nodded against him, inhaling his cologne of soft vetiver and golden amber. You kissed along the column of his neck as he pushed your panties aside and dipped one thick finger in. 

“That’s it, that’s it. Does that feel good?” he asked, rubbing his thumb against your clit in gentle circles. Javi alternated between gliding one finger in between your folds and pressing down with just enough weight with his thumb to drive you absolutely mad. Eventually, Javi slid in a second finger, stretching you to the point of feeling pleasantly full. When you whimpered against his neck he swirled your clit hard enough to make you clench around his fingers. 

Your orgasm was soft and syrupy, like being draped in a warm glow. Javi cooed praise in between pressing kisses to the crown of your head. He gently removed his fingers and without hesitation sucked on them while you readjusted your skirt. 

“Javi, oh my god,” you scolded. “You can’t!” No one had ever tasted you like that before, not right in front of you. 

“Why not? I wasn’t gonna let that go to waste.” 

“Because…oh my god,” you repeated, the realization of everything that just happened washing over you. You had just let him finger you. In a restaurant. Where people were. 

And you liked it. And it was good. 

Javi chuckled and kissed you deeply, brushing his thumb across your cheek. You could faintly taste yourself on his tongue. 

“Eat your tacos, sunflower. They’re getting cold,” Javi instructed, picking up his own fork and diving into the rice. You resituated yourself so that you could eat, not bothering to hide your smile when he left his arm around your shoulders. 

Even cold, the tacos were amazing. You would have to make sure to leave Diego an extra big tip for the recommendation- and the privacy. 

“So,” you said between mouthfuls of food, “I don’t think this is what Brenda meant by getting back out there.” 

Javi quirked an eyebrow, mischief glistening in his eyes. “I would argue that you just got back out there in a pretty big way.” 

You giggled. “Well, it definitely was not part of the rules she mentioned.” 

Javi put his fork down and turned to you, lips pursed in thought. “What do you say we forget the rules, hm?” 

That sounded really, really good. 

[shelbgrey]

The luck of a dog(Linus Caldwell)

Paring: Linus Caldwell x Ryan!Reader

Summary: Linus and the reader find and lost puppy. Linus names him Lucky not realizing how lucky the dog actually is to have around.

Request: @jolovesfandomes

MasterList ML2

We were yet on another case, Danny gave us the lowdown and his ‘sold’ plan just like he did when we robbed the Bellagio casino. After me and my brother Rusty met up with Linus and Danny we split up to get a few things. Lunis was supposed to go with me and steal some documents for the heist. Linus was a total sweetheart and the complete opposite of most of the guys on our team, but damn he gets distracted easily. I looked down for one second and he’s gone.

I caught him getting distracted by a stray puppy. I head to admit, it was kinda cute to watch it all go down. Linus was across the street, knelt down on one knee in front of this blond Dachshund puppy. The puppy put his front paws on the knee that was on the ground and craned his neck up to sniff Linus’ hand. I smiled at how gentle and loving Linus was to this puppy he just met.

I chuckled from afar, approaching him. God knows he'll get in trouble if either Danny or Rusty finds out he got distracted so easily

“You get distracted so easily” I said kindly and knelt down next to him and petted the puppy too. He was a very unique looking puppy, probably a mutt. He had those big black dachshund eyes and body, but had the same shade of fur as a golden retriever. I've only seen these types of mixes in fancy pet stores and dog shows on tv. He must have ran away, but he didn’t have a collar and looked like he hadn’t eaten in a while. It broke my heart to think about him possibly being abandoned.

Linus looked up at me with those big blue eyes, they almost held just as much innocents as the puppy’s eyes did. It was unusual in a good way that his personality was so different. He was just gentle and kind unlike my sarcastic brother and Danny with his twisted and sometimes misunderstood humor. Linus laughed before looking down at the puppy again. He flashes me a smile as he looks back up at me.

“I know, I know... But who can blame me?” Linus gestures to the puppy as if it were obvious why he was distracted in the first place. Linus gently scooped the puppy up in his arms and held him to his chest protectively.

“You're adorable, you know that?” I smiled softly, not confirming if I was talking about him or the puppy. I gently rubbed the puppy behind the ear as Linus held him. The puppy sniffed my hand, letting me love on him.

Linus raised an eyebrow in confusion, turning pink as he looked up at me. It was rare for me to make a guy blush, I was just as shy as he was at times. But I guess I just felt comfortable with him and the team, I guess I'm what they call an ambivert.

Linus looked between me and the puppy, bushing “Me? Or…” He nods over to the puppy, clearly not certain that I meant him or the puppy.

“Wouldn't you like to know…” I looked up at him with a smirk, but it was very affectionate. I stroked the puppy behind the ear. The puppy was small, but he looked even smaller when Linus held him.

“Hah” Linus let out a bit of a scoff at my answer. He rolled his eyes, a small smile forming at the corners of his lips. “That's not fair, ya know?” He said with a chuckle and looked back down at the puppy, gently stroking his fur.

“Eh, you're smart…you’ll figure out who i'm talking about soon enough” I shrugged playfully and let the puppy lick my hand.

Linus laughed gently, rolling his eyes as he tried to mask the red tint in his face and the pounding in his chest. He continued gently stroking the puppy's soft fur, but looked down at his watch. He quickly glances back down at the puppy again and lets out a dejected sigh. “I guess we should get back?” He said, though he seemed as if he didn't want to go back immediately.

“We should take him with us…” I looked up at him with puppy eyes, begging him to go along with my plan. “we can't just leave him out here alone”

Linus raised an eyebrow at me before looking down at the puppy again. He couldn't help but let out a small amused snort. “You realize that you're giving me the same puppy eyes look that this puppy is, right?”

I smiled up at him. “You do the same thing to me all the time”

“Touche” Linus let out a bit of an amused scoff. He turns his attention back to the puppy, gently stroking him before letting out a fake defeated sigh. “Fine then, we'll take him with us. But we may have to hide him from Rusty and Danny if we have to”

I chuckled softly at the mention of Danny and my brother. “They'll be fine” especially if i'm behind it. Have both Rusty and Danny wrapped around my finger. Rusty refuses to yell at me because doesn't want to be like our dad and Danny knows he'll get hit by Rusty or Tess if he’s mean to me. Usually if they have an attitude I don't like I'll pull a prank or refuse to hack into anything for a heist.

“Will they?” It was mostly a rhetorical question, but Linus' tone was a tad serious. He held the puppy close to his chest, as if he was protecting it. He looked down at the puppy smiling, but looked concerned. “...We're going to need to feed him too. He looks skinny.”

“If Rusty didn't already eat it all there should be some leftover fried chicken in the fridge” I said petting the puppy. I smiled, thinking about what Danny and Rusty would say. “and who could say no to this face... Danny's too much of a softly deep down to tell us to get rid of him”

Linus let out a soft sigh, knowing that I was correct. He gently held the puppy closer to his chest and gently scratched behind the puppy's ear. He let out a small chuckle. We both knew the puppy really was cute..

“Damn it…” Linus muttered under his breath, though he didn't seem angry. He looked down at the puppy with a small, warm smile. The puppy looked up at him and craned his neck up, he sniffed Linus' face and licked his chin.

I smiled, stroking the golden fur on the puppy’s back. “Good boy,” I said softly.

Linus chuckled as the puppy licked his chin, closing his eyes in amusement. “Hey there, boy” He said gently in a playful, tender tone. He gently scratched and patted the puppy on the head and underneath his chin, to which the puppy gently barked and wagged his tail happily.

“Please... Who knows how long he's been wandering the streets” I said softly.

Linus was still occupied by the puppy, scratching behind his ears and patting him on his head. He was quiet for several moments before letting out a small chuckle and a sigh. “I suppose you're right…”

My smile widened and I looked up at him, Linus gave back a small amused grin. “Guess this is our puppy now, huh?”

It made my heart flutter when he said 'our puppy.' I've loved him for so long, I just didn't know how to tell him and didn't want to mess up our strong friendship. Owing something this important and innocent together was the best feeling I had in a long time. I could only dream that he felt the same way. “I guess so…” Is all I said.

I didn’t know Linus has had feelings for me for quite some time. However, I was worried about messing up the strong friendship we built since the day we met. He continued to gently pat and scratch behind the puppy's ears, who was clearly loving the attention. “Do you mind if I name him...? I thought of one that actually suits him?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“How do you feel about calling him Lucky?” Linus said in response, smiling softly at the puppy. It was quite the fitting name after all... Lucky was a true miracle to be born like the way he was. A rare, unique puppy. Linus truly believes that the puppy is a miracle in itself, and wanted to remind the dog of it by naming him Lucky.

“Lucky is a cute name” I smiled and stroked his golden fur. “well... It’s lucky we found him”

“Yeah.” Linus agreed. He watched as I pet the puppy, though I felt his gaze focused on me instead of the puppy. He smiled warmly as he watched me with those beautiful blue eyes, his eyes filled with admiration as he watched my tender touches with Lucky.

I smiled at the puppy as he craned his neck towards me and licked my cheek. I laughed softly. Moving closer to the puppy as Linus held him. I petted his head with one hand and stroked his chin with the other.

The puppy was clearly loving all the attention from both of us, his tail wagging happily and his tongue was out slightly. Linus continued to watch me and Lucky closely, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. I couldn't help but find it adorable to see Linus so focused on the puppy, holding him so protectively. I had to resist the urge to move myself closer and gently press my lips against his. “Let's get him to the hotel…”

“Yeah... The others are probably starting to get worried.” Linus gently held the puppy close to his chest as he nodded in agreement. He didn't let go of Lucky as he looked back up at me with a small smile, before gesturing for me to come along. “Onwards

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

We took him to the hotel room then set him down. He sniffed around a bit, getting used to the place. His tail was wagging and his nose led him right to Rusty. He looked down from where he was sitting at the counter, he looked down surprised. “where did the dog come from?” Rusty asked as the puppy stood on his hind legs, begging for the food Rusty had.

“Uh... We found him in the streets. Left all alone” Linus explained as he looked over at Rusty. He couldn't help but smirk, knowing that the puppy was going to try and steal the food Rusty was currently eating.

Rusty sighed, but not completely against it. “Guys..”

I ignored Rusty as he dragged out the word and stole a chicken strip off Rusty's plate then knelt down in front of Lucky, giving him a piece.

Linus chuckled. It was obvious Rusty was reluctant to let the puppy have any of his food, but he didn't protest for the time being. Linus continued to watch me feed Lucky, a smirk still on his face as the puppy happily wolfed down the chicken piece given to him.

“Come on, he was on the street. What were we supposed to do?” I asked rusty as I filled a bowl of water up for the puppy

Rusty was silent, as he knew I had a point. Even though he was annoyed, he didn't protest or say anything. He let out a deep sigh and looked over at me and Lucky in defeat.

“Fine... He can stay for now, alright?”

Rusty shrugged as he spoke. He looked over at the puppy, his eyes showing that he didn't want to admit it but he was softening to the dog. He took another bite of his food and spoke again. “Look, the dog has to prove himself first. Then I'll make my judgment”

Linus and I both knew Rusty was just trying to save face. But he knew deep down that Rusty already had a soft spot for Lucky. The puppy let out a quick small bark at Rusty.

Rusty looked over at the puppy and couldn't help but let out a small scoff of amusement at the loud bark. He rolled his eyes and took another bite of his food as he muttered. “Smart ass…”

Danny walked into the room a couple of minutes later and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Lucky. “Why's there a dog here?”

“me and Linus found him…”

Danny was silent for several moments as he took in this information. He looked over at Lucky, who was now sitting at your feet. The expression on Danny’s face was clearly a mixture of irritation and disappointment.

“Please tell me you two aren’t keeping the dog…”

“Please, Danny. He was all alone... Someone abandoned him”

Danny lets out a loud sigh in annoyance. He looked over at you and at Lucky, who was looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes. “Damn it. I hate cute things” He muttered to himself under his breath before looking back over at me and Linus. “You better make sure that goddamn dog doesn’t cause any trouble, got it?”

I immediately hugged Danny. “Thank you!”

“Yeah, yeah” Danny said, playfully rolling his eyes. “You guys are such children sometimes”

Linus chuckled as he watched Danny roll his eyes at the hug. Linus knew Danny would soften up eventually and end up approving of having the puppy with them in the hotel room. He crossed his arms and smirked. “Yeah, yeah. We’re such children. But you secretly love us really”

“Yeah, we're a joy to be around” I added.

Danny rolled his eyes in annoyance again, though it was clear from the affectionate tone in his voice that he was only teasing me and Linus. “Yeah… More like, a right pain in the ass…”

Lucky walked right up to Danny and sat at his feet. The puppy looked up at him and let out a small yelp, pawing at his pant leg gently. Danny raised an eyebrow in annoyance as Lucky sat at his feet. However, when the puppy let out a small yelp, it softened his irritation just a bit. But he refused to show it immediately as he looked down at the puppy and scoffed. “What do you want, mutt?”

Lucky tilted his head and wagged his tail. Danny continued to look down at Lucky, but his expression softened when the puppy tilted his head and wagged his tail in response. He tried his absolute hardest to hide the fact that he was softening to Lucky, but ultimately failed miserably. He let out a small grumble under his breath. “Stop looking at me like that, will ya?”

“aw, he likes you” I smirked.

Danny sighed, but the expression on his face quickly softened. He couldn’t help but give into the puppy’s cuteness, and secretly admitted to himself that the puppy was adorable as it sat there wagging its tail. “Ugh…. Cute bastard” Danny sighed, making me laugh.

Danny gave me an annoyed look again, clearly not happy to have had his secret admission of how adorable he found the puppy. Even Rusty chuckled at that

“Shut up… You two are even worse than the mutt” he told me and Linus.

“He does have a name ya know... You don't have to keep calling him mutt”

Danny looked back down at Lucky and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, yeah… So what’s the mutt’s name then?”

“Lucky” me and Linus responded at the same time.

Danny looked at Lucky for several moments before raising an eyebrow at me and Linus. “Lucky, huh?” He smirked, clearly secretly finding it a bit ironic that we’d give the dog that particular name. “How cliché…”

“Fuck you” I said in a fake offended tone.

“Hey, don’t hate me cause it’s true” Danny shot me and Linus a smirk as he said that, to which Rusty snickered from where he was sitting.

I rolled my eyes. Danny chuckled, clearly amused. He continued to look down at Lucky, before crossing his arms. “Hey, Mutt. Gimme your paw”

Lucky held his paw out for him. Danny was a bit surprised but impressed when Lucky held his paw out for him, as if it was asking for him to shake it’s paw. He raised an eyebrow, but the smirk never left his face. He knelt down and held onto Lucky’s paw with the tips of his fingers and gently shook it. “Huh… Smart little bastard”

I smiled and playfully nudged Linus, looking smug that we had a smart pup. Linus chuckled, smiling back as he playfully nudged me back. I looked at him and couldn't control the slight blush that dusted my cheeks. My heart fluttered at the reminder that Lucky was our puppy. I just wished I had the courage to tell him how I felt, that his friendship meant everything to me, but I loved him more than just that. We may have Been lucky to have found... Lucky, but there hasn't been a day that's gone buy that I didn't feel lucky to have Linus in my life.

I cleared my throat, trying to distract from my flustered expression. “Okay, but Lucky is sleeping with me tonight” I said, picking up the weiner dog mix and holding him to my chest.

“Lucky gets to sleep with you on the first night with us? Damn… Seems a little unfair, don’t ya think?”

“It's very fair” I smirked as Lucky licked my face. But I would be lying if I said I didn't think about the three of us all cuddling together and safe in bed. Lucky curled up between us and Linus' arm around me as we slept. I cuddled my face into Lucky's back as I held him so I could hide the blush those thoughts brought.

“Lucky's a really Lucky dog, huh?” Linus spoke in a joking tone, making me chuckle softly.

Before he could control the impulse, he spoke almost subconsciously. “God, you're so beautiful, you know that?”

My heart skipped a beat, I looked up at him with wide eyes as my cheeks turned red, I quickly played it off, afraid this could go bad. “M-me or... The pup?”

Linus’ lips twitched in amusement as I tried to play off his compliment. He had a small smirk on his face as he chuckled. “Oh, absolutely the pup….” He said sarcastically, his tone clearly teasing. But he quickly spoke again with a more serious, yet still slightly teasing tone.“You know damn well I’m talking about you”

“T-thank you... Y-you too” I mentally cursed myself, that was such an embarrassing response. I couldn't understand how I could have these loving or sometimes dirty thoughts about me and him and when there's a sliver of hope I chicken out. I held Lucky closer and hid my embarrassment in the golden fur of his back.

“Yeah… Your welcome” he mumbled almost awkwardly.

“So... Umm” I looked up shyly to change the subject. “tomorrow... Do you wanna go to the pet store together and get Lucky a collar and some other supplies?”

A faint smile appeared on Linus’ face as I asked him, secretly grateful we changed the subject. He chuckled softly and nodded. “That sounds like a great plan. We can go to the pet store tomorrow and get Lucky his supplies”

He paused for a moment, secretly wondering whether or not he should use this as a chance to take a risk and subtly confirm if I had any feelings for him… He took a deep breath and quietly added.

“Just the two of us?”

“Well, lucky will be with us,” I joked with a smile.

Linus chuckled at my response. Despite the pang of disappointment you could see running through his body, he smiled back. “You know what I’m trying to ask, you smartass. Just us two without Rusty or Danny tagging along”

“Of course” I chuckled. Me and Linus were paired up to do a lot of stuff when it came to heists anyways, that's how we became such close friends. The more time I spent with him, the harder I fell for him.

“Great! It'll be just the two of us, sounds good”

“Yep” I smiled, my cheeks turning red when my eyes met his blue ones. “So... Umm” I looked down at Lucky in my arms, the puppy let out a yawn then shook his head. “I Should probably get to bed…”

“R-right, yeah… Get some sleep” Linus said as I held Lucky out to him so he could say good night.

Linus smiled as I held Lucky out towards him for him to say goodnight. My heart couldn’t help but flutter when I thought about how the puppy now technically belonged to the both of us. He took Lucky into his arms and chuckled.

“Goodnight, Lucky. Behave, alright?” He jokingly warned Lucky, before passing the puppy back to me.

--------(3rd pov)--------

Y/n’s hotel room was right across the hallway from the one Linus, Danny, and Rusty were staying in. It was about 1 Am, y/n was fast asleep with Lucky curled up beside her. Lucky's ears perked up suddenly when he heard her whimper and shift in bed. Lucky stood up, alerted now when she twitched. Lucky nudged her arm with his cold nose trying to wake her up from the nightmare, she wouldn't open her eyes. Lucky let out a yelp but I didn't work.

Lucky jumped from the bed and ran as fast as his stubby legs could take him. He went to the front door of the hotel room and looked up. The Handel was too high, he sniffed under the door then saw there was a side table next to the door, he jumped up on it then pawed at the door handle. He eventually pushed down, almost falling off the table in the process. Once he was out in the hallway he ran to the hotel room where he tracked Linus' scent. To the puppy's luck, Rusty forgot to close the door. He slipped into the room and went to where Linus was sleeping on the couch. He jumped on to his chest and let out a yelp.

The sudden feeling of something small and soft landing on his chest brought Linus out of his deep sleep. He immediately sprung up, instantly on guard as he wondered what had just landed on him. However, his confusion was quickly replaced with surprise when he saw it was Lucky. He blinked, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness around him.

“Lucky? What the hell…” He muttered under his breath. Despite his surprise and slight annoyance at being woken up in the middle of the night, he still gently petted the puppy’s head.

Lucky barked again and Linus quietly shushed him, not wanting to wake up Rusty and Danny who were sleeping in the room.

“Hey, hey… Keep your voice down, alright Buddy? You’re gonna wake up the others”

Then he immediately realized something. He got a bad feeling in his gut. “Wait a second… How did you even get in here?” He whispered.

Lucky jumped down to the floor and tugged at Linus' pant leg. He watched as Lucky pulled on his pant leg, feeling incredibly confused by the dog's actions. He didn’t understand why Lucky was trying to pull him out of the hotel room. “Hey- What do you want me to follow you or something?” He quietly asked the puppy, before he decided to stop wasting time with questions and get up to follow Lucky instead.

Linus quietly followed Lucky to the door, his mind running a mile a minute as he tried to figure out why Lucky had randomly come to his room and tried to get him out. He looked back at Rusty and Danny, making sure they hadn’t been woken up by all the racket before tip-toeing out of the room and gently closing the door behind him.

“Okay… I’m out. Where are we going?”

Lucky led him to y/n's room and to the bed she was sleeping on. Lucky jumped up on the bed, whimpering as She continued to have a nightmare she couldn't wake up from.

Linus’ eyes widened in panic when they finally entered the room and he saw her tossing and turning in the bed. Seeing y/n have a nightmare was a horrible sight for him, and he immediately crossed the room and knelt beside the bed, his concern growing as Lucky whimpered and nudged her arm.

“Hey, y/n. wake up” He whispered, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, trying to gently shake her awake.

Y/n immediately shot up, her heart racing. Lucky jumped in her lap and licked her chin and nuzzled himself closer. Linus’ heart skipped as he gently held her shoulders as he tried to soothe her, wanting to calm her down and make sure she felt safe again from whatever horrible dream that was. Linus’ eyes never left hers.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay… You’re okay. I’m here” He whispered softly, gently rubbing her upper arm with his thumb in an attempt to comfort, while also subconsciously savoring the feeling of touching her.

Y/n's breathing was heavy and she wrapped her arms around Linus' neck, holding on to him. Lucky jumped off her lap and went to them empty side of the bed so Linus could get closer to her

Linus’ heart was pounding against his chest, his mind went blank for a moment. He had secretly dreamed of her hugging him like this so many times… But he could also feel how scared she was. He could feel her trembling in his arms... So he gently wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“Shhh… It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. You’re okay”

Y/n buried her face into his chest, making his heart flutter. He held her a little tighter, rubbing her back soothingly while resting his chin on the top of her head. He swallowed hard, his heart racing as he gently stroked her hair. He tried to ignore the hammering in his chest and the butterflies he felt in his stomach when he held her like this.

“I thought I lost you” she cried. “Everything went so wrong…” She mumbled, as her nightmare flashed in her mind over and over.

“No, No” Linus felt his heart ache for y/n as he heard her cry. His arms instinctively held her tighter when she cried and he gently shushed her, rocking her slightly in his arms. “No, I’m right here. I’m right here with you, Baby. I’m safe… I promise”

He gently tilted y/n’s head up so he could look at her face. He gently placed his hand on her cheek, gently wiping away the tears as they fell with his thumb.

She nuzzled into his touch, trembling. Linus’ heart ached as he continued to wipe away the tears and saw her tremble in his arms. The need to comfort and protect y/n overwhelmed him, his heart feeling like it was going to burst as he gently kept his hand on her cheek. He carefully shifted closer to her, bringing his other arm around her. He gently pulled her closer, resting her against his chest.

His mind was racing as he held y/n, both trying to distract himself from the intense closeness between her and thinking about what her nightmare could have been about. Just the feel of her in his arms, her body against his, her head resting on his chest as he held her. It had his heart racing and his stomach filled with butterflies.

“I didn't mean to wake you up... I'm sorry” She mumbled.

Linus gently tilted y/n's chin up again so she was looking at him. He gently wiped a tear off her face again, his heart aching as he saw the fear behind her eyes.

“Hey, don’t worry about that. I don’t care about losing out on some sleep. You don’t need to be sorry” He gently cupped her face in both his hands. He felt his breath hitch and his heart race as he stared into her eyes, his thumb gently stroking your jawline. She melted into his touch, feeling nothing but love and safety.

Linus stared back into y/n's eyes, his breath hitching as he looked at her like this. He was mesmerized at the sight of her up close. He loved her eyes, the way they shined and how loving they were, how he could get lost in them for hours and never want to leave. He loved having her this close to him. He gently cupped her face in his hands, leaning in closer until his face was just an inch away from hers. He gently stroked her face with his thumbs.

“Can I ask you something?”

Her breath hitched, she didn't shy away from him and let him get closer. Her heart fluttered at how close they were. “What is it?”

Linus’ heart raced at her soft voice and the fact that she didn’t move away from him. He took that as a good sign, a sign that she was perhaps comfortable with him being this close. He swallowed hard as he looked into her eyes. And then he took a risk, his voice barely louder than a whisper. “Can I… do something?”

“Yes” she whispered.

He slowly but carefully shifted a bit closer to y/n, his body almost flush against hers and his face close enough that he could feel her soft breaths.

“Close your eyes.” he said softly, her eyes fluttering closed.

Linus took a deep shaky breath as soon as y/n's eyes closed. He could feel himself trembling slightly as he carefully moved closer to her. He wanted this moment to be perfect so badly… He gently pulled her body flush against his, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently holding her close to his chest. He slowly leaned in, his heart racing in his chest and his head buzzing as he slowly and gently pressed his lips to hers. Y/n’s breath hitched as his lips met her's. She melted into the kiss, placing her hand on his cheek.

He gently pulled her closer, wanting to savor every second of this moment. He gently cupped her face, kissing her. His heart was racing and butterflies filled his stomach. Y/n tasted like heaven, she felt like heaven, and he could already feel himself getting addicted to the feeling of her lips on his.

Linus reluctantly and gently broke the kiss for y/n to catch her breath. He felt a little breathless as well as he felt y/n rest her forehead against his.He couldn’t stop the feeling of warmth that spread through his body when he held her like this. His heart was still racing, and he couldn’t help but to admire her face so close to his. “Jesus… you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that”

“me too”

Linus let out a soft, slightly shaky sigh of pure happiness as he heard y/n’s response. He gently pulled her closer, holding her tight against his body, his arms securely wrapped around her. “Then… does this mean you have… you know, feelings for me?” He asked softly, his heartbeat quickening.

“I've had feelings for you since the day we met,” she said softly.

“You… have?” Linus once again was stunned. He wasn’t expecting y/n to admit that she had feelings for him this whole time. He couldn’t help the way he practically melted at the admission. “why didn’t you say anything?” He gently asked, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I was afraid of ruining our friendship, you mean everything to me” she said softly, there was a hint of vulnerability in her voice.

“You mean everything to me too, baby” Linus gently lifted his hand from y/n’s back to cup her face, gently stroking your check with his thumb. His heart still felt like it was racing a million miles per hour, he took a deep shaky breath before he continued to speak.

“You could never ruin our friendship, darling… because I’ve been completely in love with you for months”

“R-really?” Her breath hitched and she stared up at him with doe eyes.

Linus chuckled at her cute little doe eyes, his fingers gently stroking her skin as he stared into her eyes. “Yes, really… You have no idea how much I love you. I’ve been in love with you for monts”

“I love you too” She whispered, nuzzling her nose against his.

Linus practically melted at hearing her say that. It sent a wave of happiness and excitement through his body, and the feeling of having her nuzzling against him only made his heart race faster. He gently cupped her face in his hands and softly nuzzled his nose against hers, a soft smile on his face as he spoke. “Jesus, I’ve wanted to hear that from you for months”

“Sorry it took so long,” she said softly.

“no, don't apologize… You have nothing to be sorry for”

Linus gently pulled y/n a bit closer, wanting to savor the feeling of having her in his arms and as close to his body as he could. His hands on her waist gently moved to her hips, still holding her securely against his body. He softly nuzzled his face against the top of her head, taking in the scent of her hair and enjoying the sensation of their body pressed against each other. He felt like he was in Heaven.

Y/n eventually fell asleep, making Lucky want to be closer to them. Linus gently chuckled at the feeling of Lucky cuddled up next to him. He continued gently stroking y/n's hair with one hand, the other gently moving to stroke the top Lucky’s head. He looked down at Lucky next to him, smiling slightly at the way he was staring up at him with cute puppy eyes.

“You really are a lucky mutt…”

[theewokingdead]

The Wiener of My Heart - Benjamin "Benny" Miller x Reader

Pairing: Benny x Reader (1st POV, no descriptions) Rating: T (blog is 18+) Summary: You and Benny are brought together by your mutual love of dogs. Word Count: 1.4k+ Warnings: Some cringe-worthy puns and innuendos, but it’s Benny so are you really surprised? Language. A/N: I saw a decal on a car in a grocery store parking lot that read “Sometimes I trip over my wiener.” I immediately thought “Benny would 100% have that on his car.” This is pure chaos, and I’m not sorry. Hopefully this doesn’t get lost in translation for anyone, but wiener = wiener dog = dachshund.

{Masterlist}

I fucking hate grocery shopping. It’s one of those things I can’t seem to bring myself to do until I absolutely have to. There’s something about wandering through the endless aisles, searching for the things I need, finding the best price of those things, all while avoiding small talk that I find frustrating. It’s just not worth the hassle, the time, or the stress.

Today’s trip has been a nightmare; there are people everywhere, obstructing every turn and moving in all directions, and the shelves are being emptied as if the end of the world has just been announced.  I will not be surprised if I immediately hear the national alert system going off when I turn on my car.

God, please, if the world is ending let them be The Walking Dead zombies and not the fucking infected from The Last of Us.

I am on edge until I step out the doors and take a deep breath, the heavy, muggy air of Tampa somehow easier to breathe in than the air inside the stuffy store. I made it out alive, and so far, there aren’t any signs of any impending doom. I mean, no more than usual, considering Florida is a dumpster fire on a normal day.

I push the cart to my car, unlock the trunk, and rapidly load the groceries, eager to get home and pour myself a glass of much-deserved wine. I’m only halfway through when I turn and happen to catch sight of the most striking man walk out of the store, several grocery bags in each hand. He is tall, with broad shoulders and strong arms that seem to effortlessly carry the weight of the groceries. The sleeves of his jacket are rolled up enough to see his forearms flex with each step he takes. Something about him oozes rugged charm, and it’s impossible to not be captivated by him.

Fuck, he’s cute.

The man moves in my direction, and I quickly shift my focus and get back to loading my car. I watch out of the corner of my eye as the man approaches the Jeep parked beside me, shifting his bags to unlock it and and lift up the back window. My heart beats a million miles a minute, but I try to ignore it, figuring he’s too far out of my league.

He’s probably a douche anyway, I tell myself, trying to keep from being disappointed when he doesn’t even acknowledge my existence.

Unexpectedly, I hear a deep, quiet laugh, then a smooth, sultry voice speaks, “I’d rather be playing with my wiener too.”

My stomach twists, making me feel sick. The fuck did he just say?

“Excuse me?” I question, whipping toward the stranger faster than I thought humanly possible. My nose scrunches with disgust. The fucking audacity of this man. He’s not just a douche, but a fucking creep - which is a shame because up close this man is gorgeous. His blue eyes are like two pools of sapphire, glistening in the sunlight. A pair of sunglasses hang on the neck of his shirt, pulling it down just enough to reveal hair on his chest. Strands of blond hair peek out from underneath his hat, which he’s sporting backwards – a telltale sign of being a total douche.

I should’ve known.

However, the man seems to immediately regret what he said, his growing wide, cheeks as red as a traffic light.

“Oh shit! I-I didn’t mean it like that,” he exclaims, tripping over every word. “I meant…” He gestures toward my rear passenger window, which I know has a decal featuring the words “I’d rather be playing with my wiener” along with the silhouette of a dachshund. “I have one too,” he clarifies, pointing to his bumper, a sticker with a similar picture and the words “I trip over my wiener.”

My cheeks warm as realization settles over me. “Oh!” I exclaim, a nervous laugh escaping my lips. “I am so sorry! I thought you were-”

“An asshole?” he finishes for me, to which I breath out a “Yeah” with a small giggle. He chuckles awkwardly, reaching to grab the bill of his hat and pulling it off his head. While running his fingers through his tussled hair, he flips his hat around then puts it back on. “Yeah… Sorry. I didn’t exactly think that one through. Not my finest conversation starter.”

“It’s okay,” I assure him, offering him a genuine smile. “Don’t worry about it, uh-” I suddenly remember that I don’t know his name.

“Benny,” he replies, offering his hand to me.

“Benny,” I reply, repeating his name aloud once while it plays in my head like a beautiful song. I give him my own name, and as I shake his large hand, my mind immediately drifts to how his touch would feel on other parts of my skin. The thought of his hands exploring every inch of my body sends shivers down my spine. As I reluctantly release his hand, I can’t help but long for a moment when his touch could be more than just a fleeting gesture.

“Do you think maybe I could see your wiener?” Though my voice sounds meet, the sly smile spreading across my face shows that I’m well aware of what I’m doing.

“Right here? Right now?” Benny questions, pretending to be appalled by the notion, clearly playing along.

“Right now,” you demand. “Show me see your wiener.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies with a smile.

Fuck, the things those two words make me feel.

After reaching into the pocket of his jeans, he whips out his phone and swipes across the screen with his thumb. Within seconds, he’s showing me a picture of a beautiful black and brown dog, sporting short legs and a long torso.

“This is Beanie.”

My eyes flick up to him. “Beanie the Weenie?”

“Sir Beanie the Weenie of House Teenie, actually,” he clarifies, trying to sound so matter-of-fact.

“Oh,” I gasp, trying to sound impressed. “I had no idea you know the star of Game of Bones.”

Benny lets out a boisterous laugh, sparkles in his eyes, seeming both shocked and thrilled by my parody. “Fuck! Yes! That’s exactly what I was going for!”

Smiling, I look back at his screen, watching as he swipes to another picture, then another.

“You know, I don’t show just anyone my wiener,” Benny admits after several moments of silence. “I hope he doesn’t disappoint.”

I snort. “Not at all. He’s very cute.”

Chuckling, he tucks his phone back into his pocket, then gestures to me. “I showed you mine, so why don’t you show me yours?”

“It’s only fair,” I reply, reaching for my phone. Happily, I show him a photo of my brown long-haired dachshund. “Her name is Leia”

“Like from Star Wars?” he questions, a hint of excitement in his tone.

“Well, actually…” I pull my phone back and quickly find a photo from last Halloween. I show him the picture of my dog in a Leia costume, fake buns and all, which causes Benny to bust out in a fit of laughter.

“Okay. You win! Your wiener is way cooler than mine.”

I shrug nonchalantly. “A princess does outrank a knight, so…”

He chuckles, and a giggle escapes my lips.

“Maybe we can set up a playdate?” I suggest.

“Yeah, absolutely,” Benny replies. “Maybe we can set one up for the dogs too?” He looks up from my screen to meet my gaze, the corner of his lips rising into a small smile. Fuck, his eyes are mesmerizing. They’re the kind that make you feel like you’re the only person in the room, as if he’s seeing into my soul and understanding me without even uttering a word. I could stare into them for hours, lost in their piercing blue beauty.

I smile, feeling my cheeks warm once again. “I’d like that.”

We exchange numbers and part with the promise that we’ll be in touch soon. While walking toward my car door, I feel a sense of anticipation for what the future might hold. Grabbing a hold of the handle, I pause, then look over at Benny as he climbs into his seat. Looking at him makes me feel calm, as if all my worries melt away in his presence. I almost don’t want to let him leave.

“Hey,” I call, grabbing his attention before he can close the door of his Jeep. “Make sure you play with your wiener for me when you get home.” Casting him a wink, I climb into my seat, satisfied by the pink that’s rising in his cheeks as he casts a shy smile.

I’m pretty sure a stranger just stole my heart in a Publix parking lot. But what can I say? Benny has one incredible-looking wiener, and that makes me weak.

[sundove88]

Can ya headcanon info dump Hollyberry + the Hollyberry Kingdomer Cookies?

Hollyberry Cookie:

She is a fantastic dancer and will not hesitate to boogie down when music plays!

She dotes on her granddaughters by a lot- including buying them gifts that mean a lot.

She often tries to rope her friends into dancing as well as making merry.

Wildberry Cookie:

He loves dogs of all kinds; but his favorite has to be pugs.

He often is in charge of babysitting Snapdragon whenever Pitaya’s busy or away.

If there’s anything he attends parties for, it’s probably for one thing- the food.

Elderberry Cookie (OC):

He is an absolute pacifist at heart, especially since he loves nature!

He was a servant in the royal household prior to marrying Holly.

He doesn’t drink berry juice that often; but he does it in moderation.

Jungleberry Cookie:

Waaaay before marrying Royalberry, she was his royal bodyguard!

She doesn’t hesitate to bust out a few moves when her family is in danger.

She loves going on walks through the kingdom.

Royalberry Cookie:

Just like his dad, he’s an absolute pacifist at heart! And he’s chubby, like his mom.

When he was young, he often helped his parents with their gardening.

He often tries to rope Jungleberry into dancing sometimes.

Princess Cookie:

Princess Cookie is just as chubby as her dad and grandma- it helps she has a big appetite.

Whenever she fangirls, she lets out a squeal that can shatter glass.

And she has a closet that has everything a girl could ever want!

Tiger Lily Cookie + Butter Tiger:

Tiger Lily is also very chubby, but that’s because not only is she Hollyberry’s granddaughter, but she also has a huge appetite.

She and Butter Tiger have the tendency to chase laser dots and butterflies.

Her bedroom is a LOT like Antonio’s from Encanto- Think a massive tree in the center, plants abound, etc.

Knight Cookie:

He’s trying to take up embroidery skills so he can impress Princess Cookie.

He’s also tried dressing up as a frog- that didn’t work, though.

Snapdragon views him as their “Big Fwend”.

Raspberry Cookie:

She’s a surprisingly amazing dancer- she can boogie down when she wants to!

Whenever it comes to her and fencing, there’s no standing in the way.

She often picks berries for desserts in her spare time.

Raspberry Mousse Cookie:

He really adores his cousin, and his cousin (Raspberry) adores him back.

He dreams of going on a world tour across Crispia.

And he has a crush on Rose Cookie, but won’t admit it.

Rose Cookie:

She is an incredible gardener and doesn’t mind if mud gets on her outfit.

When it comes to a royal ball, she is the star of the show.

Making flower crowns is one of her hobbies.

White Choco Cookie:

Her mom is from the Dark Cacao Kingdom and her dad is from Hollyberry.

She learned how to fence thanks to both of her parents.

Making origami is one of her hobbies when not fencing.

Blueberry Cookie:

Her favorite dogs are blueberry Pomeranians!

She’s naturally chubby and meant for hugs.

She buys beautiful dresses for her friends- especially Raspberry, Bumbleberry, and Cranberry!

Bumbleberry Cookie:

Her favorite sports have to be croquet and golf.

Her favorite dogs are Taffy Terriers!

She loves to draw lovely pictures in her spare time.

Cranberry Cookie:

Her favorite dogs? Licorice Dachshunds!

She’s also naturally chubby, and loves a good walk in the sun!

She does her best to ensure her house’s reputation is clean.

[notjuststardust]

One Piece Monster Trio +Law and Ace: What kind of dog breed would they be?

Monkey D. Luffy

American Pitbull Terrier

-In general terms american pitbull terriers are often misconstrued as something they aren't because people want to sugarcoat what their original purpose was, dog fighting.

-THIS IS LITERALLY LUFFY'S PLAQUE THROUGHOUT THE SERIES.

-DOESN'T MEAN THEY ARE MEAN.

-Just means their inner goofball comes out when they are doing terrier things.

-LIKE LUFFY BEING A CAPTAIN.

-Though they're silly, loyal and more intelligent than people give them credit for, a purpose driven life with people that understand that insane drive and appreciate a velcro dog are best for these dogs (ahem, Zoro, ahem)

-LOVE TO EAT.

-Also their big gaping smile reminds me of Luffy too.

-Above pictured is Dino, a dog at my local shelter who has been looking for a home all his life. I have hung out with him and can vouch he is dog friendly, people friendly and an overall great pup. He is now with a foster home to care for his very specific allergy needs. I would take him home and rename him Luffy if I could, please check out his adoption page and share so he can find a good home!

New Bern, NC - American Pit Bull Terrier. Meet Dino a Pet for Adoption - AdoptaPet.com

Roronoa Zoro

-ANATOLIAN SHEPARD

-Yall thought I'd say pitbull.

-Absolutely not because Zoro has PRESENCE and that comes with a livestock guardian breed.

-These dogs are intense.

-Bred to take on wolves and coyotes and to be willing to die for their families.

-The Anatolian shepard specifically is a very quiet livestock guardian dog hence why I chose this over the great Pyrenees.

-ALSO THEY WERE SPECIFICALLY BRED FOR THIS COLOR TO STAND OUT TO SCARE THE WOLVES OFF AND I FEEL LIKE THATS SO ZORO.

-Though they're MASSIVE they have athleticism similar to big cats because they were originally bred for the fields of Turkey.

-Y'all can't tell me that the level of athleticism Zoro maintains while being built like a tank doesn't make this match.

-Good head on their shoulders to access threats and work well within their job and independently.

Vinsmoke Sanji

-Dachshund

-HEAR ME OUT

-I'M SERIOUS.

-Dachsunds are go getters, HOUNDS.

-They're independent, drivey and WILLFUL and like who they like.

-They're meant to work alongside terriers (Luffy) to trap the badgers so the terrier can take the threat out.

-Literally the goat of hound dogs.

-EXPLORERS.

-EVERYONE SEES THEM AS SOMETHING THEY'RE NOT.

-Distinguished little velcro dogs who will recklessly fight for their person despite the threat to themselves (SANJI'S SELFLESSNESS??)

-Not actually breed specific but literally every dachshund I have ever met has a love for women.

Trafalgar Law

-Siberian husky

-I'm going to get really specific and say a husky that pulls lead on the sled.

-These dogs will work themselves until they die.

-They're so stubborn that their drive and need to work literally has altered their metabolisms to adapt.

-Thats definetely what happened to Law's brain.

-ACTUALLY (Their metabolisms are biologically different than other breeds, able to practically slow and speed up at will)

-Not to mention they are meant to be working together at all times BUT are incredibly independent unless forced to work together.(LUFFY AND LAW).

-Smarter than you.

-Also, the markings on them just look so Law to me.

-Don't do well when they aren't working.

-Will easily fall back on anxious behaviors when separated from their jobs.

-Also, I can so imagine Law doing the quiet grumbling that these dogs do when they 'complain'.

Portgas D. Ace

-ROTTWEILER

-It is in their blood to be silly (not a fact, just speculation pls don't cite me for a college paper)

-Drive for food and play is high.

-Originally bred as herding dogs but due to unforseen circumstances of their size and perception were forced to become protectors of the families of sheep they herded (ACE WITH LUFFY AND SABO).

-THEIR SMILES ARE THE SAME.

-Smart but dumb.

-CLINGY. LITERALLY JUST CLINGY.

-Threat perception and self preservation is skewed just because of the herding breed in them so it can make them a little too brave sometimes.

-Originally bred to be a family herder and fated to be an independent guardian, close to work but far from family.

[jacaeryse]

@wcrriorhearts

ㅤㅤㅤWhen Jace arrived home for Halloween, the house had been decorated from floor to ceiling, and the furniture had been rearranged. Behind him Cregan carries their luggage through the door before setting it down. Vermax is the first to greet the pair. He barrels down the stairs and makes a beeline for Jace. Picking up the Dachshund, Jace is meant with relentless kisses and whines from his beloved wiener dog. "Vermax! My baby! I missed you, too!" He looks back at Cregan who was lovingly watching the pair. "I'm totally gonna bring him back with us." Jace sets Vermax down in time for Luke to bound down the stairs. He meets his younger brother with an enthusiastic hug and a look of astonishment. Luke was already taller than him before he left for college and now he was nearly as tall as Cregan and Harwin. Man, life was so unfair sometimes.

Having tasked Cregan with putting their stuff in his bedroom he searches the house for Rhaenyra. Vermax happily follows after Jace as he sets out on his quest. "Mom? Mom? Mom?" He called, poking his head into the kitchen to find Harwin removing cookies from the oven. His father quickly sets the tray down, forgets to throw off his oven mitts, and rushes to pull his son into a bear hug. Jace is certain he's got a broken rib by the time Harwin puts him down. "One of these days you're gonna break me in two." Jace pouts, rubbing at his sides in jest. Harwin affectionately cups his son's cheeks and squeezes, earning a glare from Jace. His son pulls away from the display of fatherly love bashfully. "Where's your boyfriend? He's usually always right behind you." Harwin asks, offering Jace a warm sugar cookie. "Upstairs. He's putting our stuff away but should be down any minute now." Jace takes the cookie and bites into it, finding it to be utterly delicious. When Harwin wasn't prepping for a cage fight he could be found in the kitchen, baking or flexing his culinary skills. "Where's mom? I haven't seen her. Is she upstairs with Aemma?" Jace asks after scarfing down his cookie as if he had been starving. "Last time I saw her she was laying Aemma down for a nap. That was about...twenty minutes ago? Just hang tight, buddy. She'll be down soon."

Jace sat down at the counter and was eventually joined by Cregan. He enjoyed watching his boyfriend interact with his dad. He was always so painfully formal around Harwin. For all his piercings and tattoos he was such a gentleman. Jace caught himself staring, chin in his palm while admiring his boyfriend. Man, he had really lucked out.