I Heard Through The Grapevine That Your Request Were Open Only Till Tomorrow Night So

I heard through the grapevine that your request were open only till tomorrow night so

Werewolf!carlos 🤭🤭 fluff

Y/n constantly teasing Carlos because he always looks like a confused puppy 🐶 and he’s like Amor im a dangerous apex predator not a puppy.

babe ily (also i was gonna write this, read THIS by @lewmagoo, fell in love with it and... this happened) (if you guys are as obsessed with Rhett Abbott as me plspls read it) (even if not still read it lol its so fucking good)

warnings: light smut

Carlos was insanely protective over his family, over his pack.

His father was the head of the family, the leader of the pack. His life centred around protecting them. He'd raised his son with the same mind set, to protect his sisters, protect his mother.

He was vicious, but only when he needed to be. To anybody outside of the pack, Carlos wasn't calm, but he was in control, ready to lash out at a moments notice. Most avoided him at all costs.

But she didn't know. She didn't even know what he was when they first met. Her not being afraid of him was what drew him in. She was bold and Carlos wanted to know more.

He couldn't stay away from her. From the first time he took her to his bed, pushed his cock through her folds while she whined out his name, he knew he didn't want to. He wanted to keep her caged in his arms, his body moving against hers, for as long as he could.

It wasn't clear when they fell into a relationship. Carlos just didn't want her being with anybody else. They'd never said they were anything other than having sex, but every time a guy approached her, her was stride up to them, a growl leaving his throat (the guy always backed off after that).

Carlos was still insanely protective over his family, over his pack. She had become a part of that pack, even if she didn't realise it. (She had learnt what he was, had watched him transform right before her very eyes.)

Lando was his best friend. He'd been accepted by his family, accepted into his pack. Carlos couldn't help but treat him like a pup sometimes. In the occasions where Lando was acting childish (and not even in a bad way), Carlos could grab the back of his neck, calming him down instantly.

But there were some things that Lando said, usually attempting to speak Spanish, that had Carlos continued. Soy lago, Lando had said. Carlos's brows furrowed as he stared at his muppet friend. Lando repeated it again. When that sweet, confused look deepened on Carlos's face, she couldn't stop herself from laughing.

His girlfriend, the woman he was mated to, couldn't stop herself from laughing as she watched their interaction. A playful growl left Carlos's lips as he looked at her. But then he turned his attention back to Lando. "I am a lake?" He translated, incredibly confused.

She snorted, holding her stomach.

Suddenly Carlos was standing. He strode over to where she sat on the couch. He nipped at her neck, let out a noise from his throat (a cross between a growl and a whine, one that had her giggling).

"I'm sorry, my love," she said and kissed his nose. "You just... you look so cute when you're confused."

He glared, but she knew it wasn't serious. "I'm not cute," he insisted.

If she ran her hands through his hair, she knew she'd get him to purr like a cat. But she held back. Not in front of Lando (or he'd never live it down). "Carlos, you're fucking cute," she said. "You're like a sweet little puppy."

He stood up straight, her arms slipping from around his neck as he pulled away from her. "A sweet little puppy?! Cariño, I'm a dangerous predator, a killer, not a puppy!"

Her eyes went wide as she stared at him. "Could you say you've got... the skin of a killer?"

His face dropped as he stared at her. But his eyes flashes as he stared at her. "You're gonna get it now."

Better than Romeo and Juliet

No warning, just cuteness and softness here.

The socks absorbed the sound of her footsteps on the wooden floor, but the walls weren't enough to muffle Toto's complaints in his office. She stood at the door of the room holding the book against her chest, wondering if it was a good idea to go in and disturb his work... From his grumbling, it would probably be a good idea.

Y/N pushed the door lightly and put her head inside the office, seeing her fiancé standing in front of the window, and from the state of his hair, the situation on the phone wasn't good. She cleared her throat and caught his attention.

"Am I getting in the way?" Y/N questioned.

"What? You never get in my way, darling." He assures her, calling her into the office, and returns to arguing in fast-paced German. "I was screaming, wasn't I?"

"A little yes... I came to see if you don't want to find out the end of the story..." she suggests, lifting the book, at that point, Toto didn't even care about the conversation on the phone. He said goodbye and threw the phone on the table, walking towards the woman.

"I assume I wasn't even remembering that, darling" he murmurs against his bride's mouth, peppering small kisses on her face. "But now you gave me something..."

"So you won't mind reading it today...? Y/N speaks, making her famous puppy eyes lost in the change, which of course, had a great appeal to the Austrian.

"I thought the reading thing was your thing, baby" he tried to get away with it.

"Ah you can't blame me, you and your prescription glasses are my guilty pleasure, love."

In less than five minutes, the two were lying in bed, with the room's diffused lights on, creating a warm and soft atmosphere. This was exactly the description of a home she always had in mind.

Her mind fell into the limbo that Toto's voice created. It was usually Y/N who read at night, but she loved it when Toto took it for himself.

"These violent pleasures have violent ends, And die in their triumph, like fire and gunpowder, Which, when they kiss, consume each other" Toto's voice gained a deep, sleepy tone, and it suited the story so much. Y/N yawned before laying down on his chest, listening to Toto's heartbeat and felt her own heart rate match his. "This is very tragic, are you sure you really like Romeo and Juliet?"

"Romeo and Juliet is the epitome of tragic romance, and you know that tragic romances are my weakness," she confessed. "You have a good reading voice, have you ever thought about giving up your career as a team leader and becoming a book narrator on YouTube?"

Toto chuckled, dropping the book on the bedside table, "I'll consider this my retirement plan, don't worry."

The silence between the two was comfortable, just listening to each other's breathing.

"What's attractive about two rival teenagers falling in love and dying within a week? It's very tragic" Toto asks, really curious about that, he understood the appeal of Pride and Prejudice, even Wuthering Heights, but Romeo and Juliet was a mystery.

"That depends on each person... Some people hate it, others don't understand, I like how intense they are, from the way they love to the way they die" Y/N said. "Their surrender to the feeling, all the rivalry between the families, this story is wonderful."

Toto hums in agreement, running his fingers down her shoulder, making gentle circles on the warm skin.

"And of course, all teenage girls would like to receive declarations of love as romantic as Romeo's on Juliet's balcony."

"Were you one of those girls?"

"Maybe, I watched Twilight, so I guess that counts for something," she laughs, standing up to face him. "But I sure don't need it right now."

"Same? Why?"

"For a girl who always loved the Italian accent, I was surprised to fall in love with the Germanic accent, with a lot of Austrian appeal, you know?"

Toto laughed, holding her against him. "I like the idea of having the upper hand over Romeo and all his tragic romanticism."

"Your advantage is that you exist and he doesn't, I bet no girl could resist Romeo."

"Is my advantage existing and being Austrian? That's not romantic."

Y/N laughed "no one said the competition would be fair, I think you can read some more, I'm still not sleepy.

"You're taking advantage of me?"

"Yes, now read, Torger and don't forget your glasses."

"Of course, of course ma'am, we're here to continue feeding your guilty pleasure" he grumbled, taking the book and his glasses. "Let's bring closure to these dramatic teenagers."

Y/N closed her eyes, absorbing the deep sound of his voice, laughing when he forced his Italian accent in some parts. That was his teenage dream and he didn't need any declaration. But she wouldn't tell Toto, that was better than any passionate teenage ambition. Better than Romeo and Juliet.

Writing this was absolutely sweet, I got the idea from watching “Love in Verona” and thought about it. N I couldn't let it go and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, until next time!!

I NEED to read something about Lewis or Carlos in the mafia, I need these men to be beautiful, passionate and dangerous. Someone please write !!!

I wanted to write a series, maybe about Toto or Lewis, but I have no idea how to start or what the main point would be. I am the shame of the ficwriter category

Could you do Toto Wolff with wife reader? Everything was a bit chaos during the race season. So he got them a ticket for a family vacation. Also Jack is their son (can't leave him, he's so 🥺) With"hugging the other from behind" and *arm around their waist & voice a low whisper ; "I have something to tell you." Fluff and maybe a little suggestive 👀 Tag me later!! Thanks!! :))

This is so cute! Omg-

Yes, I will do something with this today, can you hold back your anxiety a little?

When the light in your eyes...

Summary: No matter what or who, nothing would be able to stop Toto from looking at his wife. Everything in the world converged so that his eyes turned to his wife.

cw: nothing but Toto being completely in love and Jack acting like the best first child in the world. Nothing but love triggers and cuteness.

Request: anon

author note: I couldn't think of any other song than this to form the plot of the proposal, the lyrics, the song, everything fits perfectly here. I inserted an oc here I needed to insert an OC here because NOTHING in the world told me if Bono is married and what his name would be, so don't take it seriously tnks.

The noise of conversations reached Toto's ears like a poorly tuned radio, he didn't understand anything that was being said. He barely understood what Bono and George were talking about next to him, his eyes fixed on the woman sitting near the piano, Y/N was talking animatedly with Carmen and Bono's wife; one of her hands rested on Jack's shoulders and the other stroked his bulging belly.

Being at that informal dinner was not one of Toto's plans for that night, but he didn't have the strength to deny any request from his pregnant wife. Y/N knew the power she had over her husband and used it whenever she had the chance; just like a little sorceress keeping him wrapped in her charms and to be honest, Toto didn't mind giving in to his wife's whims.

Since announcing her pregnancy, she seemed to sparkle like a crystal exposed to the sun, shining with a hundred colors on all sides. Since then, Toto felt like the Moon attracted to the Earth, unable to stay away, seeking to ensure the well-being of his wife and the baby who was still resting during pregnancy. And this didn't just affect the businessman, Jack couldn't stay away from his mother, always talking to the baby, about all the games they would have when they were older;the boy acted as a dedicated protector, hardly allowing anyone to touch his mother's belly, taking on the role of responsible and careful older brother.

It always made tears of love come to her eyes, extremely grateful to have such a sweet and gentle son like Jack, Y/N and Toto were truly raising him to be a good and kind man.

"Are you hungry, Mommy?" he asked softly, not wanting to interrupt his mother's conversation with the other women, Jack's little hand positioned in the exact place where the baby was kicking inside his belly. The child seemed to love every moment his older brother was near, only Toto could get similar reactions from the baby.

"No darling, I'm fine" he smiled, stroking his son's light hair. "Don't you want to spend some time with daddy?"

Jack shook his head.

"I'm taking care of the baby, Mommy," he said seriously. "I can stay here, right?"

"Of course you can, sweetheart, the baby and I won’t complain about having you here.”

The conversation between Y/N and Jack made Toto's heart race, after having conquered his place in the world, being able to enjoy that family scenario had always been his greatest ambition. Bono and George at some point gave up trying to include Toto in the conversation, he was trapped in the aura that Jack and Y/N emanated. Carmen and Lucy watched the scene with sweet smiles on their faces, also involved in the aura that the two created there.

Toto's chest lit up every time he witnessed the sweet interaction between his wife and son, he considered himself so lucky to have that, a wonderful wife and an incredible son.

Toto watched as the light coming through the window made her shine, her hair, her skin, her eyes. Everything seemed to have taken on an extra vibrancy after the baby and was shining like the sun. Toto knew, there were no words — whether in English, German or any other language in the world — that could translate what he felt for his wife, Y/N was a final breath for his lungs and he was constantly suffocating without air. No man should need a woman so much, but he would be damned if there was a day when he didn't need his wife.

Toto gave up trying to get involved in George and Bono's dialogue and walked where his family was, he needed to be with them, share that loving scenario that the two created there. Carmen and Lucy left the Wolff family at ease, not that it was a huge sacrifice, the three of them were so adorable together.

"Toto? I thought you were talking to Peter and George..." Y/N said, trying to accommodate Jack as best as possible on her lap, the boy was about to give in to sleep, but although he refused to sleep. As stubborn as his father.

"I tried, schatzi, but when I noticed, I was fixated on you and didn't hear anything else." He confessed and shook his shoulders without caring.

"Torger, that's so rude! You shouldn't have been rude to Bono, we're at his house." Y/N fought with him, but Toto showed no regrets, which made the woman snort. "That's not a good example for Jack, or for the baby."

That finally made his mind click "I'm sorry, liebeling, I've been too fixated on you like this..."

And as always happened, Y/N felt her heart give way, there was no way she could blame Toto for being so himself.

"It's not like this won't happen again, is it? You are too dedicated."

"You're absolutely right." He agreed and picked Jack up, at that point the boy was already sleeping soundly, resting on his mother's belly. The boy grumbled, but continued sleeping as he settled better on his father's lap. Toto's hand replaced Jack's and Y/N sighed loudly, apparently the baby had identified his father's presence and was moving in the womb as if it were a party.

"Torger I don't know what you do to make your children go crazy in your presence." She complained, trying to find a better position in the seat. "The baby is moving non-stop here." she said and took her husband's hand to where the baby was kicking.

"He knows he's safe and he's celebrating that."

Once again that afternoon, Y/N's eyes burned with pure love converted into tears. Life wouldn't be perfect, but it was so good, she would never complain.