Social Media Au- Part 21 (Last Part!)

Social Media Au- Part 21 (Last Part!)

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THREE YEARS LATER

So guys, this is it… I don’t exclude I’m never gonna post about this family again but the story is finished

Taglist: @sesamepancakes @slytherinambitious @little-smurf @tanyaherondale @mytbel0st @freyathehuntress @high-on-darren-criss @wanniiieeee @winterberryfox @cucciolafaerie @sluttylesbian4you

Just to be clear I’m a Ferrari fan, so I really hope Charles will stay with the team for a long… loooong time. I just wish Ferrari would wake the hell up and stopped screwing him over, because he really deserves to win the title.

Also I would love to see Charles rebelling a little bit 😂… innocently of course

This man is trying to kill me for sure 🥹😍

Your, dog, Dodger, is beloved by fans all over, can you explain why you chose to adopt an older dog and the importance of adopting older dogs? 

My dog Dodger, I rescued him and though he was a puppy technically, he was probably two years old at the time. I always thought when I adopted a dog or rescued a dog it would be a little puppy. Dodger was a full grown dog and it wasn’t the story I had in my mind but it ended up being the best decision in my life. I just think that adult dogs and older dogs get overlooked and  that’s a shame. Let’s give them some love too.

Chris Evans+Senior Dogs, Buzzfeed Puppy Interview

I’m like 99% sure that the next part is gonna be the last one for this story 👐🏻

Social media Au- Part 20

It’s been so long I don’t even know if there is someone still interested in this

Taglist: @sesamepancakes @slytherinambitious @little-smurf @tanyaherondale @mytbel0st @freyathehuntress @high-on-darren-criss @wanniiieeee @winterberryfox @cucciolafaerie @sluttylesbian4you

I hope I don’t forget to tag anyone

charles_leclerc: It hurts again. But I’ll never give up.

uncle darling | c. leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 2.3k request: yes/no by an anon: "hey, can i request a imagine with charles leclerc where you arrive on a date with charles leclerc's family with a baby in their arms and everyone asks you if it's yours but in reality it is your sister's who asked you to keep it urgently, please?" prompt: babysitter canceled/family date night from this prompt list. warnings: kids, fluff, language, the leclerc brothers sharing one braincell, i think that's it. a/n: we're almost done with this!!! i was worried i wasn't going to finish this one in time, and i'm not that happy with how this turned out, but i tried my best. i'll tag all the fics as illicitvalentine's so it's easier to keep track of them. my askbox is always open for requests, currently the only drivers i write for are lando, mick, pierre, charles and george.

my masterlist / valentine's day masterlist

the moment you and charles started dating, his family welcomed you with opened arms immediately. often, you’d find yourself hanging out with pascale, going out for a girls’ day just the two of you. you’d discuss different topics with lorenzo, which you both left with more knowledge than you started the night with. and with arthur, you’d cheer for him whenever he got into his race car, the weekends where he and charles would have races together were probably one of the best ones for you.

needless to say, you loved them and they loved you just as much. which was why you decided to throw a little celebration party for arthur, who was about to have the last race of the championship he was currently taking part in. and since everyone’s schedules were pretty hectic, the only available day was valentine’s day.

“charles, you haven’t seen your family in a bit, and you’re leaving on wednesday.” you explained, pressing a soft kiss on his lips to stop him from pouting. “plus, you were the one who suggested we do something in the first place!” you place a hand on your hip, raising an eyebrow.

“but not on valentine’s day! i want you all to myself,” he slid his hands around your waist, pulling you close to his front. you tried to keep a stern face, but the way he left small kisses and bites on your neck made it impossible.

“then you’ll call your mom and cancel,” you said, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“she’ll kill me. and you know she loves you more than she loves any of us.” he rolled his eyes, making you laugh.

you were about to say something when your phone rang, you kissed his cheek quickly before slipping away from his embrace.

“hello?” you answered, lifting the phone up to your ear.

“(y/n)! thank god you answered,” it was your sister.

“what happened?” you asked, sitting down on a stool in the kitchen.

“so, you know valentine’s day is tomorrow, and ben and i have plans, obviously.”

“okay…” you butted in, not knowing where this story was going.

“but, turns out our babysitter got sick. and we don’t have anyone to watch mila. so, i was wondering if…”

“you want me to look after mila tomorrow,” you finished for her, hearing her sighing on the other end of the line.

“could you? please? i haven’t left the house in weeks, and i’m in desperate need of some alone time. i love my child, i really do, but, i want a night for myself,”

“i get it. can i call you back in a bit?”

“sure. and if you can’t look after her it’s fine, we’ll think of something else,”

“don’t worry, i had some things planned but i think she can join us,”

“oh, thank you so much! i swear, whenever you and charles have kids i’ll be the first one to volunteer to look after them,” she sighed, making you laugh.

“well, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves, i’ll call you back in five minutes, okay?”

“yeah, okay,” she hung up after that. now, to tell charles the news.

“baaabyyy,” you sang, in the same tone of voice you always used when you wanted something.

“who was it?” he opened his arms, inviting you to join him on the bed, where he was currently laying on.

“my sister, she wanted to ask for a favor,” you started, leaving small kisses on his chin, his cheek.

“what kind of favor?” he asked, his hand slipping under your shirt, meeting the skin of your back.

“they were planning to go out tomorrow-” you started and charles interrupted you.

“like all normal couples, do,” you rolled your eyes.

“yes, whatever. but, as it turns out, mila’s babysitter is sick. which means, they need me to look after her,” you said, pecking his lips.

“aw, baby mila,” he pouted, and you nodded. charles absolutely loved your two-year-old niece with his entire heart. he’d play tea parties with her, dress up in whatever princess costume she wanted him to wear.

“i know. and i know that you wanted to cancel the dinner with your family, but, why don’t we do both? look after mila and spend time with your family,” you suggested, and he gave in.

“fine. but as soon as that kid falls asleep, i’m not responsible for my actions,” he said, grabbing your waist and turning you over so he was now on top of you.

“okay,” you laughed in between kisses.

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“thank you so much, i promise we’ll be here early tomorrow to pick her up,” your sister said as she handed you mila’s bag with everything she might need for the rest of the afternoon and the next morning.

“don’t worry, you guys enjoy your night together, have fun!” you said, taking mila from your sister’s arms, the girl had fallen asleep on their way to your home.

“lifesaver. love you!” she leaned down to kiss mila’s head, waved her hand and rushed to the car, where her husband was waiting.

“come on, baby mila,” you balanced the sleeping toddler in your arms, closing the door behind you and walking to your living room.

the house was quiet, charles was out getting some things you still needed for that night’s dinner, so it was just you and the baby for a little while. you set her things down, sitting with her in your arms. you took your phone out, scrolling mindlessly until your eyes started feeling heavy. you let sleep take over you, wrapping your arms around mila protectively.

about twenty minutes later, charles walked in, holding several bags of snacks, and ingredients you needed for dinner.

“amour?” he called, setting the bags down on the kitchen island. “baby?” he tried again, this time hearing a soft sigh coming from the living room. he walked in, seeing mila moving in your arms, her eyes opening slowly as she yawned.

“ma?” she asked, looking around, “auntie ange,” she gasped once she saw you sleeping.

“hi, mila,” charles said, catching her attention. the girl was lying on her stomach, and she turned her head as she heard his voice.

“uncle darling!” she exclaimed. since she’d started talking, she’d call you both by the nicknames you used for each other- charles loved calling you ‘mon ange’, and you always called him ‘darling’. it was no surprise when the girl started repeating the words. mila tried to turn around, charles smiled and leaned down to grab her.

“how are you, baby princess?” charles kissed mila’s head as she leaned it against his shoulder.

“where’s ma and da?” she asked as they walked to the kitchen.

“i think they already left, mon coeur,” he set the girl on the kitchen island as he began taking the groceries out. “did they tell you you’re staying with us?” he asked as he washed an apple.

“yeah, i sleep with you and auntie ange,” she giggled as charles handed her a slice of the apple.

“that’s right. what did you and auntie ange do when i was gone?” he asked, handing the girl another slice once she finished her first one.

“i was asleep in the car, i didn’t know i was with ange,” she nibbled on her fruit, charles nodded in understanding. “can we play?” she asked.

“give me one minute, ma belle, okay? i just need to put this away and we can play all you want,” the girl nodded, swinging her legs over the edge of the marble island, “careful,” charles said, even though his back was toward her.

“how did you know?” mila gasped, eyes blown wide as she carefully moved her dangling legs.

“i have powers,” charles laughed, turning toward the girl, hands ready to tickle her.

“uncle darling! no!” mila giggled uncontrollably, doubling over to cover her stomach. “stop!”

“but the tickle monster wants more tickles!” charles yelled, pressing soft kisses all over the girl’s head as the girl fought against him.

“what is going on here? tickle war without me?” you appeared, standing in the doorway, a hand on your hip as you watched the two of them.

“auntie ange!” mila squealed, trying to get off the island to run to you, but charles held her back, helping her down instead. two little arms wrapped around your legs, your hands went to mila’s hair, the perfect blonde curls that made her look like a princess even when she’d just woken up from a nap and was having a tickle war.

“i see you woke up before me, cupcake.” you crouched in front of her.

“yeah, uncle darling woke me up!” she accused him, and you gasped.

“did he?” mila nodded, “well, i’m sure he didn’t mean to. listen, baby princess, in a few hours, uncle darling’s brothers and his mom are coming over, okay?” the girl nodded after a few seconds, “okay, we are all going to have a nice dinner, is that alright?”

“yeah. they play with me?” she looked at charles, who nodded as he walked to you, picking her up. you stood up, leaning against charles’s free shoulder.

“of course! we can all play outside after we’re done. does that sound nice?” charles asked, kissing her cheek. mila nodded.

the three of you started getting the food ready. it was nothing fancy, but with the presence of a toddler, it took you twice the time to get everything done because she wanted to help. you let her, of course. you loved spending time with her and getting to show her new things was one of your favorite things ever.

“and now, we wait for a bit until it finishes baking,” you explained, seeing mila looking at the banana bread you made together through the glass of the oven door.

“i smell bananas,” charles stated as he walked down the stairs. he’d gotten a shower while you and mila made the bread.

“come on, mila, let’s change your clothes,” you made grabby hands at her, but she shook her head, crossing her arms over her shoulders.

“uncle darling!” you looked at charles, who raised his hands in defeat.

“fine, you go with uncle darling, i’ll go take a shower, okay?” you leaned down to kiss her forehead, she nodded. “she’s all yours, uncle darling,” you tapped his chest twice, walking away.

“what do you want to wear, mila?” charles asked, grabbing her tiny hand and leading her to the living room, where he grabbed her bag and then they went to the guest bedroom downstairs.

“pink tutu!” she giggled, charles scanned through all the things your sister had packed, spotting the pink tulle skirt. “rainbow unicorn shirt!” she grabbed it.

“here,” charles handed her a pair of thick, pink tights, “do we like these?”

“yeah! i’ll be a rainbow unicorn ballerina princess!” she giggled, grabbing her toy crown and placing it on her head. charles laughed, nodding at the innocence and imagination of the girl.

“yes, you are!” he told her. "can you change while i take the banana bread out of the oven?" he asked, and the girl nodded. he laid out the clothes for her and bolted out of there. once he returned, he found the spare hairbrush you kept for her. “are you excited about tonight?" he asked once he returned, the girl was ready, she only had to put on her tutu.

"yes. i want to play with all of you. can we play princess and the dragon and the knights and-" she rambled, but was cut off by the doorbell ringing. "my tutu!" she jumped down from the bed and pulled the tutu up her skirt. "let's go uncle darling!" she grabbed charles's hand and led him to the door. "up!" she extended her arms and charles picked her up, placing a soft kiss on her cheek as she circled his neck with her arms.

"what the fu-fork!" arthur almost slipped up, but his mother elbowed him and he corrected himself.

"charles?" his mom asked as charles and mila moved out of the way to let them all in.

"who's this?" lorenzo asked, waving at the girl, who leaned her head in the crook of charles's neck.

"i'm a rainbow unicorn ballerina prin- my crown! uncle darling, my crown!" she squealed, wiggling in his arms until charles put her down. as soon as her little feet touched the floor she set off looking for her crown.

"did you adopt a child and didn't tell us?" arthur narrowed his eyes at him.

"aw, i always knew you were going to be a dad first out of all of us," lorenzo clapped his shoulder.

"did you two not hear what the girl called him?" pascale asked, standing between her two sons.

"uncle darling! i'm a rainbow unicorn ballerina princess!" she sang, twirling around, showing the glitter of her tutu.

"uncle-" arthur started.

"darling," lorenzo finished. "(y/n)'s niece?" he guessed, and Charles nodded.

"auntie ange!" mila cheered as you walked down the stairs.

"hi, everyone!" you said hi to all of them, lifting mila up in your arms, "i see you've met miss mila over here, she's my niece. did you say hi?" you asked, leaning your nose on her cheek.

"hi!" she waved at them.

after the first introductions were made, you all went to your kitchen, where you finished preparing the food as mila played with arthur.

"my brothers thought mila was ours," charles whispered as you set the table.

"wait, really?" you asked, smiling.

"apparently lorenzo always knew i'd be the first to have kids," he rolled his eyes, walking to you, slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you until your back met his chest.

"ha!" you cackled, "i can see it, though."

"me too. to be honest, i've always pictured myself as a young father. and you?"

"gotta put a ring on it first," you leaned your head back against his shoulder, watching through the kitchen window as lorenzo joined his younger brother and mila outside. "she's got them wrapped around her little finger," you chuckled.

"and if that's how they are with our niece, imagine how they'll be with…"

"i know," you smiled, moving your head to the side, placing a kiss on his cheek. "i want one."

"as soon as she falls asleep, i swear," he promised.

"okay," you laughed.