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This Is Part 3 Of My Charles Leclerc Social Media Au But It Can Also Be A Stand Alone
This is part 3 of my Charles Leclerc social media Au but it can also be a stand alone

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English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes
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All That Glitters is Gold

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Pairing: Soft!Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Type: AU One-Shot??
WC: 4.7k
Warnings: Y’all know I love me some fluff!
Summary: The one where Y/N takes a chance on the mobster.
Note: This could become a short series but idk yet. I’m awful with deadlines, especially since I’m in college. But let me know what you guys think! Dividers by @firefly-graphics

You wrapped your apron around your waist as you looked in the mirror in the back of the restaurant. You were admittedly tired and wished anyone could’ve picked up your shift tonight. It was just another reminder that maybe your co-workers didn’t deserve you picking up theirs. At least you would be making decent money tonight. Working at an upscale restaurant did have its perks financially. At least you would be working with your favorite co-worker and roommate.
“I thought you weren’t working tonight,” Natasha mentioned as you walked past her.
“Yeah, well you’re the only person I can depend on to take my shifts, believe it or not,” you slightly chuckled as you picked up a ticket pad, pens, and straws to place in your apron. “But hey, at least the tips are usually good, right?”
“That’s the only reason I’m still working here,” Nat laughed. “That and because Manny in the kitchen still gives me free meals.”
“Well Manny is literally in love with you, and you gotta stop leading him on, Nat.”
“What? He makes food, I eat food; it’s completely transactional.”
You playfully rolled your eyes at your friend before seeing someone get seated in your section. “Okay, well don’t be surprised if he asks you out soon,” you noted before approaching your first table. It looked like a couple on a date, probably a first one by the looks of it.
Continua a leggere
The one with “Spill your Guts”
Summery: Henry is a guest on The Late Late Show with James Corden and let something slipped out
Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Henry was actually rethinking the whole thing: everything smelled awful and he couldn’t help but gag. It was going to be a long night.
James Corden, sat in front of him, and was already laughing
“Welcome back everyone, I’m James Corden and I’m here with Henry Cavill and we are going to play one of our favorite games “Spill your Guts or Fill your Guts”. Are you ready Henry”- James asked
“I really really am not. I’m thinking about running away”- he laughed
“It’s too late for that; but let’s get back to our game. So here is how it works I will ask a question, you can either choose to answer the question or eat the food I pick. Let’s have a look at the food here: hot sauce, salmon ice cream, we’ve got cow tongue, a thousand years old egg, pig blood curd and our old time favorite the bull penis”- James said laughing - “so do you wanna start, or should I ask first?”
“I can start, so I have to decide what to give you right?”- Henry asked - “ok, let’s see I’d like to give you the cow’s tongue.”- he took the card with the questions and slightly smiled -“oh man, this gonna be a tough one to answer to”
“Really”- Corden asked
“James which product that you’ve been paid heavily to endorse do you not use?”
The question was soon followed by the public clapping their hands, it was clear they couldn’t wait for the answer
“I told you it was gonna be a tough one”- Henry said -“ ok chase bank, curry coffe or Apple Music”
James took a deep breath
“Ok chase bank, curry coffe and Apple Music which of those products I don’t use”- he repeated while thinking. It was clear he was having trouble choosing what to do - “ok… well…”- he added while taking the cow’s tongue -“ I think I’m gonna… Yep”- he took a huge bite of the tongue
“Oh my god”- Henry was astonished- “it must taste awful”
“It sure does”- James laughed -“it’s your turn bud, I’m gonna give you the hot sauce. I’m being nice here as you can see. So the question is”- he started laughing -“to the nearest million how much do you make a year”
Everyone in the audience started laughing along with Corden
“Well… cheers”- said Henry before drinking the hot sauce. His eyes were nearly watering… -“it’s good, I’m probably going to have hiccups so don’t mind me. I’m choosing again right… I’m gonna go with some pig blood curd, it looks delicious doesn’t it”- Henry asked the audience laughing once he saw James gagging already
“I wanna remember you it’s gonna be your turn again next…”
“Ok ok the question. Peter rabbit, emoji movie, trolls rank them from worst to best”
“I feel so bad though, because I like all the people that worked on those films but I can’t eat that”- James said after smelling the curd once again
“If you pinch your nose it’ll go down easier I think”- Henry laughed
“Come on. Ok I’m gonna answer it, there is no way I’m gonna eat that. I’ll rank them best to worst, so number one Peter Rabbit, number two trolls, number three emojii movie. There done it”- James answered earning the cheering of the audience -“ Now it’s your turn again Cavill are you ready?”
“Not at all”
“Ok so I’m gonna give you the salmon ice cream and here’s the question: who is the celebrity that has your number that you wish didn’t”- James read the card
“Oh my god this is a terrible game”- Henry laughed -“whose idea was it… I mean after what you put me through today, probably you… I’m kidding, I’m kidding.. well I’m not totally kidding”
James couldn’t stop laughing
“I bet you’re regretting answering my call and accepting my invite, aren’t you”- Corden asked
“I totally am, I don’t know if I’ll ever pick up the phone again”- Henry asked - “Is my answer valid or should I eat the ice cream?”- he asked the audience
EAT, EAT, EAT
Screamed the audience and Henry groaned before taking a spoon and eating a chunk of ice cream
“It tastes awful if you were wondering”- Henry said to the audience - “ok let’s see I’m gonna give you the one thousand years old egg because that smells really awful and I don’t wanna be the one eating it. So James name two of the cameraman that are here right now”
James tried to look around before eating the egg without saying anything
“Good?”- asked Henry
“Tasty”- jokes James -“so now I’m gonna give you some bull penis”
“Well thank you, I haven’t had some penises in a while”- Henry chuckled
“If you had to choose between Gal Gadot and Anya Chalotra, who would you date?”- James asked
“Oh my god”- Henry closed his eyes trying to figure out how to get out of that one
“Well they are both your costar and they’re both beautiful women”
“You’re putting me in a tough spot James, if I answer this question my wife will never let me live it down”- Henry groaned

“Wait what… wife?”- James asked evidently excited about Henry’s word
Silence filled the studio, it was clear everyone was astonished by what just came out. No one wanted to miss not even a word
“Oh damn I wasn’t supposed to say that”
“So let’s put aside the game because you know it’s my show and I can do whatever I want. Henry are you married”- James was confused. He always tried to be informed about his guests and he would have guaranteed Henry wasn’t even in a relationship until a minute ago
“Oh my god, I’m so gonna sleep on the couch tonight. Can’t I just eat the bull penises, it seems more appealing than answering your question right now”- Henry didn’t know how to get out of this one. He knew you would only pretend to be mad about his slipped out but he should have been more careful. You weren’t hiding per se, you were just careful because you knew that every time people knew about his relationships they would always have something to say about them. He just wanted to protect you and you both wanted to protect your privacy and your relationship.
Anyway dwelling on it wasn’t going to help, he had to decide how to answer now.
“Ok ok. Forgive me love”- Henry said looking at the camera before turning towards James Corden once again -“If someone didn’t hear me a couple of minutes before, yes I’m married”
“There are so many questions… can we know with whom, how did you two met, how long have you been married? In other words tell us everything you can”- James said and Henry couldn’t help but chuckled at the man enthusiasm
“Well her name is Y/n, we met on the set of The Tudors actually, she played my mistress in the last season. We lost contact for a while but we met again four years ago and we have been together ever since. We got married last year”- Henry smiled like he always did when he talked about you.
“Well you have heard here first… but Henry you have to eat the bull penis now”- James laughed -“I’m joking I’m joking”- he stopped Henry who had taken the cup ready to eat-“Henry thank you for coming here and for the scoop really”

You were at home on the couch looking your husband outing your relationship on tv.
“Well Kal, look what your dad did… what do you say should we forgive him?”- you asked the pup. He barked, always ready to defend his human
“Ok ok I’ll forgive him, but I’ll make him work for it”- you smiled already planning Henry’s road to forgiveness.

I have a thing for writing about talk show if you hadn’t noticed
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WIN IT ALL
Summery: You’re Christian Horner’s daughter and the new Ferrari driver... well isn’t that ironic?
Pairing: Charls Leclerc x reader
Warnings: the relationship between Charles and the reader is not the focus. I dont think I’ll write more of this but if I was/will that was where I would aim. Also this story is not that Christian Horner friendly but it’s a fiction guys so NO HATE.
THIS IS NOT PROOF READ AND ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO I’M SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES

You took a deep breath knowing it was imperative for you to stay calm. They weren’t even looking at you yet but you could already feel their eyes on you, scrutinizing you, trying to find any sign of nerve, trying to uncover any weakness of yours so they could exploit it against you.
You almost wanted to turn around and run, leave the room, leave the state even, you wanted to go back to your apartment so you could hide under your comforter and never see them again, so that they could never again look at you like you were some little prey they were ready to destroy.
But you knew you couldn’t, not only becasue you would prove them right, but most of all, if you decided to leave and give up, you would disappoint yourself, you would give up your dream and you had fight too much for it, you had given your all since you were a little girl and you had no intetion to quit.
“Only the weaker quit Y/n”... that’s what your father had always told you and, even though he hadn’t taught you much, that had stuck with you.
So no, you weren’t going to stand up and leave the room, you weren’t going to give up, you weren’t going to give them the satisfaction to say that ‘this wasn’t a woman place after all’. No you had always been strong and you were going to be even stronger now, stronger than their prejudice.
Sure it would be nice to look up and see proud eyes, see someone that had always believed in you but you knew no one was going to be there.
An hand on your arm brought you back from your thoughts, and even if you didn’t need to look to know who it was, it was always nice to look into his eyes, they were comforting in a way you didn’t think your team-mate’s eyes were going to be.
“They are waiting for us, are you ready?”- Charles asked, smiling at you... Uhh his smile, it was even worse... ok better... than his eyes.
“Yap. as I’ll ever be”- you tried to smile but you knew it didn’t reach your eyes.
Charles knew that you were nervous even though you didn’t want to show it, it was your first conference after all, even though you had raced most of your life it was your first time in a formula one conference. Charles didn’t know all your story, no one did, you didn’t like to talk about it: you didn’t want people to pity you and at the same time you knew that, even with your problem, you had been lucky: you had always had a plate of food in front of you, a beautiful and comfortable house, your parents had given you the best educations. They hadn’t been always supportive of your choices but at the end of the day you were lucky and you knew it.
you took a deep breath and tried to prepare yourself: they were going to ask uncomfortable questions and you had promised yourself that you were going to answer to all of them without even a peep otherwise you knew they would say you didn’t want to answer because you were a woman, that you were easily hurt and irritable. Your team had tried to shield you from it for as long as they could, they had put off the news that you were going to drive for them for long as possible, but now was the time.
“Welcome to next year Ferrari drivers Charles Leclerc and Y/n Horner. So we’ll start with Y/n first if that’s ok?”- the journalist said and both you and Charles nodded.
“Well first of all I think congratulation are in order”- the journalist said
“Thank you, I’m very honored to be here, very happy that Ferrari believed in me and decided to make me part of the team”- you smiled
“I have to say that the news came at the very last moment, other drivers were taken into account for Carlos’ seat, why do you think Ferarri decided for you and not someone else, in the end?”- he asked and you really wanted to laugh in his face. It wasn’t the question per se, it was what he wasn’t openly asking but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction
“I think you should ask that question to Mattia, the team principal, but I’ll say that they decided how they and all the other teams have always done: they select their candidates and then decide which one is best for the team, which one can help the team win”- you saw Charles smiling with the corner of your eye. he had that smirk that always made you feel hot, that smirk that said I know what you are doing… and he probably did: you hadn’t wanted to say ‘They chose me because I was the best’ but that was the meaning of your answer and you both knew that.
“So you’ll help your team win this year?”- he asked
“That’s the plan”- you shrugged, what a stupid question.
“So why Ferrari? How come aren’t you driving for RedBull? I mean it’s not a secret you are the daugher of Christian Horner”- you could see Charles was looking at you side way to make sure you were ok even though the questions were becoming more personal, but you gently nudge his foot with yours trying to convey you were ok.
“Ferrari is an amazing team, it’s well know they have had some bad years but they’ve come back on top in the last year, they’re still working on it and I can only be honored they believed in me. And frankly I’ve never been approach by RedBull”
“why not? I mean wouldn’t have been easier for you to drive for your father’s team?”- and this time you laughed for real.
“Seriously? We both know that it would have probably been harder for me, and if that had happened, now you would be asking me if I had had the spot only because I am my father’s daughter”- you could see no one was expecting such honesty from you, but you didn’t care
“So this is why you weren’t approached by RedBull? your father didn’t want to make things more difficult for you?”- it was clear that the interviewer was like a dog with a bone and he wasn’t going to stop until nothing was left
“Not at all, we all know that Christian Horner, as team principal, only care about what’s best for the team, as he should. So if he had thought I was the best choice for the team he wouldn’t have care what was going to be easier or harder for me”- whisper were filling the room but you still hold your head high
“Does your father think you deserve this seat in formula one?”
You could see Charles was ready to stand up for you but you stopped him once again. it was nice of him, it really was, it only proved how nice of a person he was, and that he cared about you but the last thing you needed was to show that you needed a man to protect you.
“I don’t know what my father think, you should ask him that. But you know, you can always tell me if he answers”- you smiled knowing that you hadn’t fallen into the interviewer trap. You answer was diplomatic and put your father in the corner and not you. You had been honest since the beginning of the conference so they would have never guessed you had lied at the last question because you perfectly knew what your father thought .
When you were young and had asked your father if you could race in the go-cart he hadn’t even needed to think about it and he had told you ‘yes’, he had always told you were going to be a F1 driver, the first woman in F1 in years and you had seen the pride in his eyes when he had said that. He had supported you for years until he had seen that there were kid of your same age more talented than you and he was right, you knew he was. You had seen his excitement fade away year after year, until the talk about you changing path, changing your dream had started. But you had always been a stubborn person and while your father’s belief in you subsided, your desire to chase your dream and prove everyone wrong only had grown stronger. Since then your relationship with your father had become stranded: he still had come to most of your races, when he had time, but most of the time his eyes weren’t on you but on the other kids, the more talented ones, the one he was eyeing for his team already, the one who was going to become his golden child.
You had started working harder than anyone then, just to see that look of pride on your father eyes again but it never came; and when he had decided to stop paying to help your career, you had found a job that helped you pay everything for yourself and tried your best to find your own sponsors. Your mother had helped you a little, you didn’t know if she had actually believed in your dream, but what you knew for sure was that she wanted to keep the peace in the family, and in particulat between you and your father. That was why you had moved out of the house as soon as you had been 18.
Your career in F3 and F2 hadn’t been the easiest, you had had your ups and downs, racing against your father’s future golden child for years had made things harder, but you had done it and in the end you had done it alone.
So yeah you knew what your father thought but you weren’t going to give anyone more ammos against you.
you almost didn’t noticed that the interview had come to an end, Charles’s questions had been more intersting than yours but they had tried a few shot with him too.
“Are you ok?”- Charles asked once you were alone
“I’m fine”- you shrugged
“They shouldn’t have asked those questions, in particulare the one about your father, it wasn’t fair”
“Life is not always fair, but it will be worst once my father answer”- you could feel your eyes burning with tears but you tried to stay strong
“He’s proud of you, I mean he has to be, how could he not? you are amazing”
“He is not”
“Y/n”- he wanted to comfort you, you knew that but you also knew better
“Believe me he isn’t ”
“Well fuck him...”- and you laghed... and laughed and for the first time since the day had started it was an honest laugh
“FUCK CHRISTIAN HORNER!”- Charles screamed making you laugh even harder
“Oh my god, stop before someone hears you”- you could see he was going to scream again just to see you laugh longer, so you covered his lips with your hand, the last thing you wanted was for Charles to get into trouble because of you.
Charles moved your hand from his lips, gently squeezing it
“i mean it fuck him and everyone else who doesn’t belive you earned your place here. We are gonna prove them wrong, we’re gonna win all, ok y/n? We’re gonna win the world constructor championship, and one of us is gonna be the world champion. We are gonna take it all ok?” Charles said, his hands still holding yours
“We are gonna take it all”- you smiled at him until a splash of blu came into your line of sight: your father had just entered the room. You look at him for a second, still waiting, hoping for something from him but when nothing came, you turn around and with Charles went back to Ferrari hospitality
FUCK HIM! YOU WERE GONNA WIN IT ALL
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Hi can I please be added to the Henry cavil tag list if you are still writing. Thanks
Yes of course. I still intend to write for Henry Cavill and to write in general, I‘m trying to get back to it. once i start posting again Ill be sure to tag you
Charles Leclerc // SMAU -Part 4

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I don’t know where I’m going with this seriously. I guess I’ll see what inspiration the next races will give me
English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes
Feedback is always welcome and appreciated ❤️
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