Summary: Garrett hears you talking about how you would climb Dean like a tree with your best friend.
A/N: Theres a lack of Garrett Graham x Reader fanfics, there should be more
Garrett did not mean to eavesdrop, honestly. He was in Maloneâs with the hockey team while you were sitting at a different table with your friend.
âGirl, Dean is hot! Like seeing him literally makes me feral.â You said and Garrettâs eyes widened at how brazen you were being.
âI know!! Whenever I see him shirtless, I fan myself, I love him so much.â Your friend replied.
âThe things I would do to him if I could.â You said. âI had a dream about him last night and GIRL, I never wanted to wake up.â
Thatâs when Garrett excused himself from his table to sit at yours.
âHey baby, what are you guys talking about?â Garrett slid in the booth to sit right next to you.
âNothing.â You and your friend answered. That makes Garrett suspicious of his girlfriend.
It wasn't the only time Garrett heard you talking about Dean. The final straw was when he heard you on the phone while he was getting out of the shower in his boxers and you were on his bed, wearing his jersey.
"I am telling you, if I had the chance to ride Dean, I would not stop until..." You did not get the chance to finish the sentence because Garrett shouted.
"Enough!" which startled you.
"Girl, I'll call you back." you hung up the phone. "Babe, what's wrong?"
"We need to talk." Garrett said, putting on a shirt. "Answer this question honestly, okay?"
"Yeah, of course, what's up?" You asked.
"Do you have a crush on Dean?" Garrett asked. You were confused.
"I'm sorry, what?" You asked.
"Do you want to fuck my friend, Dean Di Laurentis?" Garrett asked, completely tactless, he wanted a straight answer.
"I can't believe you right now! What gave you that idea?" You asked.
"Don't act so innocent, I heard you talking to your friend about how he makes you 'feral' whenever you see him." Garrett blurted out. You paused for a moment and began to laugh. "This isn't funny, Y/N."
"Oh, trust me, you are going laugh too." You said, you laughed a little while longer and sighed. "Oh, that was good, I need that. I was talking about Dean WINCHESTER." Now Garrett is the one who looked confused.
"Who the fuck is Dean Winchester?" Garrett asked. You clutched your pearls, extremely offended by that question.
"I am going to pretend that you did not say that. He is a character from that TV show, Supernatural." You said and Garrett paused.
"The show with Soldier Boy?" Garrett asked and you rolled your eyes.
"He was Dean Winchester first, thank you. Anyway, my friend started watching the show and we both agreed that Dean is the hotter Winchester." You stated.
"I have been jealous of a fictional character this whole week?" Garrett asked, feeling completely stupid.
"No one told you to eavesdrop babe." You reminded him. "Are you okay now?" You asked.
"I'm okay now, sorry for accusing you of liking my friend." Garrett apologized. He hugged you and your cheek was against his chest.
"Although I do admit, Dean is pretty attractive." You joked but Garrett pulled you away so he can see your face.
"But I don't like blondes, you are definitely more my type, Gare Bear." You said and Garrett smiled, giving you a quick peck on the lips.
Summary: after a party, Dean had the brilliant idea to play wingman
A/N: I liedâŠI have one more thing to get out of my system. Inspired by that scene in Gilmore Girls
Dean was sprawled on the couch, to drunk to make it to his room. It wasnât until he slid off the couch that he woke up.
âFuck, my head.â Dean held his head in his hand, as if it could calm the pounding. Bits and pieces of last night began playing in his head, he remembered talking to a girl for Logan, she told him her dorm number.
âLogan!â Dean yelled out. He got off the floor and walked to Loganâs room, he knocked 3 times, no answer. He opened the door and found Logan still sleeping. âDude, wake up!â Dean approached his bed and started shaking him until Logan jolted awake.
âWhat the fuck, Dean?!?â Logan exclaimed, completely startled to see the 6â2 human golden retriever standing over him.
âIs that anyway to greet your friend?â Dean feigned being hurt by his friendâs words.
âThis early? Yes, yes it is. What do you want?â Logan groaned, moving to his side to try and get some shuteye.
âThere was this really cute girl at the party last night, I need you to help me find her dorm.â Dean omits the fact that it was for Logan and not himself.
âArenât you dating Allie? Why are you finding another girl cute?â Logan asked.
âShe stole my wallet.â Dean lied and Logan let out a little âhaâ. âYou gonna come with me or not?â
âDude, go by yourself.â Logan said.
âPlease come with me, Iâll pay for your breakfast.â Dean offered and Logan perked up.
âPay for my food for the whole day.â Logan countered.
âDone.â Dean agreed.
You were waiting for the elevator talking to your mom.
âSi mami, ahorita voy a salir para desayunar, no te preocupes.â You told your worrying mother. The elevator dinged and you saw two boys who you have never seen before step out, walking down the hall towards your dorm.
âPermĂtame tantito, mami. Excuse me, can I help you?â You asked.
âNo thanks.â The brunette said as he followed the tall blonde.
âDont put your number, donât put your number.â The brunette told the blonde, both of them standing in front of your dorm, the blonde
âIâm not putting my number, Iâm putting your number.â The blonde corrected.
âThatâs my dorm.â You said and the brunette turned around, checking you out and with a little smirk he said
âOkay, put my number.â
âAre you sure this is your dorm?â The blonde asked.
âIâm pretty sure, Iâve been sleeping there since I moved in. Whatâs your name, anyway?â You asked, arms crossed.
âWell my name is Dean Di Laurentis, and this pretty faced brunette is John Logan.â Dean said with his hands on Johnâs shoulders. âHeâs single, by the way.â Dean winked, John elbowed him, and you stifled a laugh.
âSo sorry, itâs just that a girl stole his wallet.â John said.
âOh, it was in my jeans the whole time, silly me. Well, Iâll leave you two to it, you kids have fun.â And Dean left them.
âWas your friend dropped on his head as a baby?â You asked and John laughed.
âNo, but it would explain so much if he was.â John replied. âYou know my name, whatâs yours?â
âItâs Y/N. So John, what was the plan here?â Y/N asked.
âActually, people call me Logan but you can call me John if you like.â Logan said.
âBueno, Logan, care to explain why Dean was going to leave me your number.â
âI think he was pimping me out. Anyway, sorry to bother you.â Logan said and he was going to talk away when you stopped him.
âI was heading to the dining hall for breakfast. You wanna join me?â You asked.
âIâd like that, actually.â Logan said snd the both of you started walking together to the elevator. âYou like hockey?â The elevator dinged and you got on.
âIâve been to one New York Rangers game but I donât really go to the briar hockey games. Iâve been meaning to though.â
âWell when you go to a briar game, check out number 22.â Logan suggested. The elevator door opened and yall got out.
âI will.â You said. âSo youâre inviting me to watch you play?â
âWell clearly Dean was trying to set me up with you, it must have been for good reason.â Logan said. âSpeaking of which, I have to find him in the dining hall, heâs paying for my food.â
âAlright then. Iâll meet you at the register.â You said. You walked inside the dining hall and split up. Logan spotted Dean talking to Garrett and Tucker.
âHey, where were you?â Garrett asked.
âAsk Dean, he pimped me out to a Latina.â Logan said, pointing at Dean before grabbing what he wanted to eat.
âActually, funny story about that, I meant to pimp you out to that girl.â Dean said, pointing to a short brunette with medium straight hair, wearing a blue baby tee and shorts. âI mixed up her dorm number, I drank lots of beer last night.â
âI am so lost.â Tucker said. They headed to the Register to pay for their food.
âI followed Dean to one resident buildings on campus and he was putting my phone number on the door. This girl was startled, had no idea whatâs going on. But sheâs cute, very pretty.â Logan said.
âLooks like I did something right after all.â Dean said.
âYouâre lucky she didnât call campus security.â Logan said.
âBut you two hit it off! Itâs fate, I swear, god wanted me to mix up the dorms.â Dean said.
Summary: Garrett has everything going for him. Heâs captain of the hockey team, heâs on track to being in the NHL, he has girls falling at his feet. However, thereâs a girl whoâs plagued his dreams. He doesnât know her name because heâs going to find her because sheâs just that girl.
A/N: my first EVER Off Campus fanfic because 1, we need Latina representation, and 2, because I LOVE this song and I need to get this out of my system. Iâve only read the first 2 books completely, Iâm halfway through the third book, I am waiting for my bestie to get back so we canât binge the series together so this is probably very OOC.
For Dean and Beauâs party, letâs pretend Sean and Allie were broken up at this time, and that Briar U has a fashion department okay? Okay.
It all started with a dream. A dream about a girl who danced like nobody was watching. It was the first and only time he has dreamt about her. According to him, he was helping Tucker with breakfast, according to Tucker, he was in the way.
âG, if you donât move..â Tucker started and Garrett put his hands up in surrender, moving away from the stove.
âJust trying to help.â Garrett replied.
âYouâd help more if you grabbed the plates, away from me. Whatâs up with you anyway, youâre moving like a zombie, didnât get enough sleep?â Tucker asked.
âSomething like that, I had this dream about a girl.â Garret confessed, hopping on the counter to sit.
âWe eat there, you know, get off.â Tucker reprimanded him and Garrett got off the counter. âWhoâs the girl?â
âThatâs what I donât know! She looked familiar though, Iâll tell you that.â Garrett said.
âMaybe youâre dreaming of Wellsy.â Tucker said.
âNah, sheâs with that Justin guy, it didnât look like her either.â Garrett said.
âWell whoever that girl is, she must be something.â Tucker said. Garrett nodded.
On the other side of campus, Allie was hanging in the fashion department with her high school friend, Y/N, who is a fashion major.
âYou sure this will be ready for the party tonight?â Allie asked and Y/N rolled her eyes.
âDo you not trust me or something?â Y/N asked.
âOf course i trust you, im just saying with the costumes youâre making for the playâŠâ Allie started.
âBabe, those are already done. I gave them to a friend for finishing touches, the priority is our costumes, no te agĂŒites, I spent all week working on them.â Y/N
âAlright then. Do you know what Hannah is dressing up as?â Allie asked.
âShe didnât mention anything. Sheâs going with Justin so I donât know what their costume will be.â Y/N replied. She finished stitching the closure on Allieâs JLo costume. She cut the remaining thread and handed it to Allie. âNow try that on.â
âBossy.â Allie said but went to the dressing room to try it on.
It was the night of the party, everyone was in costume, Justin and Hannah were a magician and rabbit (sorry), Garrett was dressed in a hazmat suit like in Breaking Bad, and Y/N and Allie were dressed as Shakira and JLo.
Beau and Dean were talking when he spotted Allie.
âWhoâs that?â Dean asked. Beau looked at where Dean was looking.
âWellâŠI donât know them personally but Iâm pretty sure that JLo and Shakira.â Beau replied.
âI call JLo, you want Shakira?â Dean asked.
âNah, you, Tuck?â Beau asked Tucker.
âIâm good, but have fun, Dean.â Tucker said as he played On The Floor.
âAh, itâs your song! Go dance, Iâll get a drink.â Y/N said before leaving Allie. Allie began to dance and Dean went to dance with her, Y/N looking at them with a fond smile. âHey Tucker, nice song choice.â
âYou want a Shakira song next?â Tucker asked.
âI mean itâs only fair.â Y/N teased and Tucker nodded. âLooks like theyâre hitting it off.
âProbably wonât mean anything.â Beau replied.
âNot with that attitude.â Y/N joked. A few minutes of chatting, Tucker played Shakira as promised, Hips Donât Lie. âYouâre the best, Tucker.â Y/N began dancing and thatâs when Garret approached Tucker and Beau. Garrett stared at the dancing girl and he started to feel the same thing he felt after his dream.
âTuck, itâs her.â Garrett said.
âWhat, you mean dream girl?â Tucker asked.
âYes, itâs her, I swear.â Garrett said, he then did the same thing Dean did, and began to dance behind Y/N, he had his hands on her waist when Y/N turned around.
âMm, who are you supposed to be?â Y/N asked.
âWalter White from Breaking Bad.â Garrett replied.
âInteresting costume, Garrett.â Y/N said.
âWell since you know my name, I think itâs only fair that I know yours.â Garrett said, the song ended and now GIRLS by Kid Laroi was playing.
âDamn, songs over, now youâll never know.â Y/N teased, walking away from Garrett and Garrett followed her.
âSo youâre really not going to tell me your name?â
âGĂŒey, we are in philosophy together, think a little. AhĂ te ves.â Y/N said before leaving Garrett on the dance floor. Tucker came up to him.
âHow did it go with Shakira?â Tucker asked.
âI still donât know her name, she says that sheâs in my philosophy class.â Garrett said.
âShe also works with Wellsy in Maloneâs.â Logan says coming up to them. âSeriously, what is with you and not knowing the names of girls you are interested in? Iâm afraid this is becoming a pattern, G.â
âYou know her name?â Garrett asked.
âYeah, itâs Y/N. Next time this happens, Iâm not telling you shit.â Logan said. Garrett patted Logan on the back as a thank you. He started to look for Y/N but apparently she left the party. Garrett then spotted Hannah with Justin.
âHey Wellsy, did Y/N leave?â Garrett asked.
âHey Garrett, how are you? Iâm doing well, thanks for asking. She left when you were talking to Logan.â Hannah replied.
âDoes she live with you and Allie?â
âNo, she doesnât. Whatâs with all the questions?â Hannah asked but Garrett stayed quiet. âI see. Well, I never been to her dorm, she usually stops by mine so I guess youâll see her when you see her.
It wasnât until his philosophy class a few days later when Garrett spotted Y/N. She sat a row in front of him and he had about 55 minutes of this class before he could talk to her.
Once the profess dismiss the class, Garrett was the first one to get up from the âdeskâ and began to walk towards the girl that has been on his mind for days now.
âHey Y/N.â Garrett called out and she turned around.
âWow FortachĂłn, Iâm impressed. So, is the puck bunny well dry and thatâs why youâre so fascinated by me or is it something else?â Y/N asked. Garrett chuckled, presently surprised at her response.
âI couldnât get you out of my head.â Garrett said.
âSince the party?â Y/N asked
âSince I had a dream about you, actually, the night before the party.â Garrett confessed. âI dreamt about a girl dancing and you are just that girl.â
âI know Iâm that girl, for different reasons, obviously.â Y/N replied and Garrett smiled.
âYouâre really confident.â
âBeing insecure doesnât benefit me at all.â Y/N replied. Garrett nodded
âDo you wanna grab lunch?â Garrett asked.
âIsnât it too soon? You just learned my name.â Y/N said.
âBut I finally found the girl that Iâve been looking for. I donât plan on letting her go.â Garrett confessed. Y/N thought about it.
âLetâs go.â Y/N accepted Garrettâs deal.
A month later, they were still dating and Logan asked Garrett why he âchasedâ Y/N after Deanâs party.
âSheâs just that girl.â Garrett replied, Tucker looked at him knowingly but Logan and Dean were just lost.
The End
Itâs out my system now! Iâm going into retirement
Summary: Where you get a tarot reading that revealed details of your future romantic partner.
A/N: based on the first episode of La Hija del Mariachi (2006)
You were in the apartment with your best friend and roommate, watching The Devil Wears Prada and eating Chinese food.
âGirl, Iâve been taking classes to read tarot cards, do you want me to do your reading?â Your friend asked.
âFor what, Toni?â You asked.
âI need the practice, please.â Toni said.
âOkay fine.â You agreed and Toni just smiled. You both moved from the living room to the kitchen, Toni got her box of tarot cards, and you sat across from each other at the kitchen table. âWhat do the cosmos tell you about my future?â You asked.
âMake fun all you want but this is the real deal.â Toni said. She began shuffling cards and pulled out a few, laying them out on the table. âIt says here that you are going to meet a Prince Charming who is also the love of your life.â
âGirl, you canât be serious.â You said, looking at the cards on the table.
âIâm Dixie Chicks serious, you are going to meet a Prince Charming, he is a powerful man from foreign land and he is the love of your life.â Toni said.
âThereâs no such thing as a Prince Charming, Toni. And heâs from foreign land, seriously?â You asked.
âI know what I read.â Toni said.
âYouâre ridiculous.â You commented and Toni pouted.
âYouâre no fun.â Toni said and you laughed
The next day, you were working at your familyâs bakery when you saw a man with sandy brown hair walk in. He was taller than you, for sure, had moles across his face, very cute.
âGood morning, can I get a chocolate chip muffin?â The man asked, you could melt from his voice alone.
âSure thing, do you want it warmed up?â You asked.
âYes, please.â The man responded. After warming it up, you gave it to him.
âThatâll be 2.50.â You said.
âHere you go, Miss.â The man paid you and he left.
For the next 2 weeks, he has been coming into the bakery every morning without fail to buy a chocolate chip muffin untilâŠ
âGood morning, how can I help you?â You asked
âGood morning, what would you recommend?â The man asked.
âOh, youâre not in the mood for a muffin today?â You joked.
âOh I still want a muffin, but I also want to invite you to eat with me.â The man said.
âHow forward of you, I donât even know your name.â You said.
âItâs Oscar.â Oscar introduced himself, you smiled, he looked like an âOscarâ.
âAlright Oscar, my favorite pastry here is the tiramisu cupcake.â You said, pointing to your favorite creation.
âIâll buy 2 and the chocolate chip muffin. When do you take your break?â Oscar asked and you felt someone stand behind you.
âShe can take her break now.â Your mother said behind you.
âMami..â you whined, this is so embarrassing.
âYa vete con el muchacho guapo, mija.â Your mom said, untying your apron for you and handing Oscar the pastries.
âSo thatâs my mom.â You said, getting out from behind the counter and walked with Oscar to his table.
âShe seems nice. Here are the cupcakes.â Oscar said, handing you the cupcakes.
âThanks, these are delicious.â You took a bite.
âI have a work thing this weekend, you wanna come with?â Oscar asked and you stopped chewing.
âWe just met, man.â You said.
âYouâve seen me everyday for 2 weeks.â Oscar said.
âDoesnât matter, anyway, my parents are catering some big thing this weekend so Iâm going too.â You said.
âNext time then.â Oscar said.
âI could give you my number.â You said.
âIâd like that.â Oscar replied. He handed you his phone and you began typing in your number.
The weekend came and you and your parents were setting up the cupcake booth.
âMami, can I walk around?â You asked.
âJust come back before we open.â Your mom replied.
âYou need money, mija?â Your dad asked.
âNo but 10 dollars wouldnât hurt.â You joked and your dad gave you 10 bucks.
âDonât buy anything stupid.â Your dad said. You nodded and started walking when you saw a familiar face. You ran up to him and tapped his shoulder from behind. Oscar turned around to see who it was and smiled when he realized it was you.
âHey Oscar.â You said.
âHey Y/N.â Oscar replied. âI didnât know you were into Formula 1.â
âI donât really follow it, my parents were hired to put up a booth. So this is your work thing too?â You asked.
âIt is, actually.â Oscar says. He looks around for cameras. âWanna come over and see where I work?â
âIâd love to but it needs to be quick, Iâm needed at the booth inâŠâ you pull out your phone to check the time. â18 minutes.â
âItâll be fast, letâs go.â Oscar put out his hand for you to hold, which you promptly took, and walked a good 5 minutes before reaching the pits. You were admiring all the cars until you reached to the McLarens
âSo youâre a mechanic?â You asked and Oscar chuckled, shaking his head.
âLook up.â Oscar said and you did, your jaw dropped right there. His name and face were plastered above the garage.
âYouâre an F1 driver.â You said in disbelief.
âI am, yeah.â Oscar said.
âAnd you still want to go out with a baker?â You asked, completely shocked at the thought of this gorgeous and rich man liking YOU.
âI do, yeah. So Iâll give you a team kit, and Iâll walk you back to your booth.â Oscar said as if it was the most casual thing in the world. He walked in the garage to see if he can find a team kit while you texted Toni.
You: GIRL!!!!!! Iâm sorry I ever doubted you, tour prediction came true!!!!
Toni: YES!!! So happy for you! Tell me ALLLLL about it
You: LATER!
âWhoâre you texting?â Oscar asked, handing you a team kit.
âBy bestie, I wanted her to know that her tarot reading of me came true.â You replied, putting on the papaya shirt.
âYou believe it tarot cards?â Oscar asked.
âI didnât before, but I do now.â You replied and he smiled
Summary: You ask Dean for permission to eat in front of Jody and the girls.
A/N: what sparked this was when this girls asked her boyfriend if she can eat chicken in front of his mom, theyâre all Dominican, and it was so funny how the mom had a spoon raised to threaten her son, I was dying.
The case was too long for your liking but the only consolation is that the case was in Sioux Falls, which means you guys were going to stop by Jodyâs and see the girls.
âI canât wait to go to Jodyâs man, I havenât had a home cooked meal in a while.â Dean said and your head perked up.
âUh excuse me, I made us dinner before we left for the case, thank you very much.â You said.
âYeah but thatâs not comfort food, sweetheart.â Dean said. You sat up immediately.
âYou mean itâs not American food. I see how it is, muñeco.â You laid your head back against the window. âVas a ver, vas a ver.â
âSweetheartâŠâ Dean started.
âNo oigo, no oigo, soy de palo, tengo orejas de pescado.â You chanted, closing your eyes and Sam laughed.
âThis isnât funny, Sam.â Dean said.
âWhatever, man, the sooner we go to Jodyâs, the sooner we eat.â Sam commented and in about 15 minutes, they made it to the front of Jodyâs house. Jody walked out to greet them.
âIâm so happy to see you guys in one piece.â Jody said, hugging Dean extra tight, then Sam, and lastly you. âYou keeping an eye on them?â
âOf course, I practically run this outfit.â You said and Jody giggled as Sam and Dean nodded their heads like âyes maâamâ
âAlright, letâs go inside, donât want the food to get cold.â Jody said, the three of you followed Jody, Deanâs hand on your lower back, guiding you in. Once inside, you saw Claire and Alex setting the table.
âAh, Y/N, I havenât see you in months.â Clair said, hugging you.
âHowâs your hunting going, Claire?â You asked, hugging her back.
âItâs not.â Claire said, looking back a Jody, who was getting drinks from the fridge.
âSheâs grounded til her grades improve.â Jody responded, handing the boys beer.
âEres chingona, Claire, youâll do well in class and get back on the road in no time.â You said, sitting down. âHow about you, Alex?â
âI was floated to the ER, not fun at all. The new supervisor is a pain.â Alex commented, sitting down across from you.
âIâm sorry, but itâs the price you pay of being a nurse.â You said.
âI know.â Alex pouted.
âAlright, sit down, Iâll serve your food.â Jody said, Dean sat next to you, Sam sat at the head of the table, and Claire sat next to Alex. âY/N, honey, do you want Mac and cheese? I made it specially for youâ
âMuñeco, can I eat Mac and cheese?â You asked your boyfriend who was mid sip, he began coughing.
âWhat?â Dean asked.
âCan I eat Mac and cheese, Dean?â You asked again and everyone else just stared at Dean.
âWhy are you asking Dean if you can eat Mac and cheese?â Jody asked.
âHe says I eat too much pasta and itâs making me fat.â You said and Deanâs eyes widened.
âI didnât say that, I never said that, Jody!â Dean shouted.
âDean, you live off greasy diner food, you have no room to talk.â Claire said.
âY/N can eat whatever she wants, she doesnât need to ask you for permission!â Alex exclaimed.
âSam, wanna help me out here?â Dean asked.
âNah, Iâm good.â Sam laughed, sipping his beer.
âSheâs lying, Jody.â Dean said.
âHe said that I should cut down on the pasta and eat more meat.â You said.
âI never said that!â Dean shouted.
âDean, let the girl eat whatever she wants!â Jody exclaimed.
âYeah Dean, Y/N is that one that does all the cooking, you canât tell her what to eat.â Sam said, adding more fuel to the fire.
âYou, shut up.â Dean said pointing to Sam. âAnd you, stop lying, sweetheart, I need said you canât eat pasta.â
âHeâs right, he said I couldnât eat rice either.â You said.
âY/N!â Dean yelled. âThis cannot be happening.â Dean muttered.
âYou know what Dean, go to the living room while the rest of us eat.â Jody said and Dean stood up from his chair.
âJody, Y/N is lying! I let her eat whatever she wants, come on, let me eat something, please.â Dean whined and you were laughing so much, seeing how he gets in trouble with his surrogate mom.
âLiving room, Dean.â Jody said sternly and Dean walked to the living room with his head down and sat on the couch.
~~~
After dinner, you said goodbye to Jody and the girls and Dean drove back to the bunker.
âIâm starving!â Dean telling, walking into the bunkerâs kitchen.
âSorry muñeco.â You said.
âHow was the Mac and cheese?â Dean asked softly.
âReally good, best one sheâs ever made, and the ribs? Delicious.â Sam said, rubbing it in.
âGo to your room, Sasquatch!â Dean said, pointing to the exit of the kitchen and Sam walked away with his hands up in surrender.
âIâm sorry I made you miss American food Dean.â You apologized.
âItâs fine, I shouldnât have said anything about your cooking.â Dean apologized in his way.
âIâm glad you learned your lesson.â You told him, kissing his cheek. âBut if you really want American food, thereâs still a box a Kraft of Mac and cheese. Iâm going to my room.â
âNah, Iâll just eat whatever is left over in the fridge. Is there still lomo saltado?â Dean asked.
âThere should be. Eat up muñeco.â You said, kissing his cheek before leaving the kitchen.
dean x chubby reader who has abandonment issues and hella trauma (literally my life story)
she struggles to be left on her own and when her earbuds/headset go missing she goes crazy because...sensnroy issues man.
dena knows how to pick 'em..LOVE YOU WIFE<3
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Chubby Latina!Reader
Warning: possible OOC Dean Winchester
A/N: Castiel will be on his own hunt away from the Winchesters so thatâs way youâre not healed yet. Plus, I have no idea how to write a case soâŠyeah, most of this is going to be bullshit and very poorly written.
Too Much Noise
You were in the Dean Cave watching reruns of Tierra de Reyes on Telemundo, resting your broken leg on the table. You broke it two days ago
âAnd thatâs enough TV for you.â Dean shuts off the TV.
âHey, not fair! You get to watch sin senos no hay paraĂso but I canât watch Tierra de Reyes?â You asked.
âThat was one time and I didnât understand anything. You said it yourself that watching the show raises your blood pressure.â Dean said and you rolled your eyes.
âI wasnât serious about that, muñeco.â You told him. âHow long do I have to stay like this?â You asked.
âYou are out of commission for 6 weeks, sweet thing.â Dean said, kissing your forehead.
âI hate witches.â You grumbled.
âMe too.â Dean said. âWant me to get you something from the kitchen?â
âYes please.â You said and Dean nodded his head before making his way to the kitchen, where he saw Sam on his laptop.
âWhat are you reading?â Dean asked, opening the fridge to take out some leftovers to heat up.
âThereâs a case in Albuquerque. It should be a simple salt and burn case.â Sam said.
âWhat makes you say that?â Dean asked.
âThere have been mysterious deaths ever since the museum added a new mummy exhibit from Latin America.â Sam said.
âWas it from Guanajuato?!?â You yelled from the Dean cave. âIâm coming over, donât move!â You yelled again
âSit back down, woman, Iâm coming!â Dean shouted as he ran to the Dean cave to see you reach for your crutches. âAlright sweet thing, letâs get you to the kitchen.â Dean helped you with your crutches and walked to the kitchen, Dean helped you sit down.
âWere you talking about the mummies from Guanajuato, Mexico? I think they are the most popular. Or is it from Chile? Or Peru? The mummies from there can be dated back to before the Egyptians.â You spat out facts, the boys seemed intrigued and surprised.
âHow do you know about Latino mummies?â Sam asked.
âI like history. Do you know which mummy?â You asked.
âSam says itâs the Incan mummies.â Dean said and your eyes widen.
âThatâs bad juju, those were human sacrificesâ you said.
âGreat, we gotta burn mummies now. Thatâs a new one.â Dean commented.
âGod, Iâd love to go with you guys but I canât really be your Evelyn Carnahan.â You said and Dean laughed.
âThen that would make me Rick OâConnell.â Dean flirted with you and Sam gagged.
âOkay, letâs go on the hunt before more people wind up dead.â Sam said, getting up from the table.
âWeâll be back, baby.â Dean kissed your forehead before leaving with Sam.
~~~
You were painfully aware of how quiet the bunker was without the boys. It was your first time being alone in the bunker. You tried to distract yourself by cooking whatever was in the fridge so that food wouldnât go to waste so you fried some eggs and served it on top of leftover white rice.
âOkay, it will be okay, justâŠchill.â You said.
Meanwhile Sam and Dean were in Baby, Sam spotted a familiar duffel bag in the backseat.
âIsnât that Y/Nâs?â Sam asked.
âOh yeah, I guess I forgot to put it in the bunker since she broke her leg.â Dean said.
âShe has her phone with her, right?â Sam asked.
âOf course she does, she should be fine.â Dean said. However both men know that you would not be fine, knowing your past.
~~~
2 days have passed and you were feeling restless, just walking around the bunker. The place feels so big without the Winchestersâ presence.
âUgh, I canât take it anymore.â You said and went to your room to look for your headphones.
You started looking on the bedside table, the drawers, on top of the dresser, under the bed, everywhere in your room, and you couldnât find your headphones anywhere.
âFor fuckâs sake!â You shouted and left your room and started looking for your headphones in the rest of the bunker, including the basement. Itâs so hard moving around in freaking crutches. âCastiel, if you donât get your feathery ass down here right now!â You screamed but it was no use, Castiel didnât come, no matter how loud you screamed.
You played music out loud on your phone but it did nothing to quiet the voices in your head.
ïżŒThey left you alone
Dean abandoned you
Family donât end in blood, mis calzones, they donât care about you
âShut up, shut up, shut up.â You muttered, covering your ears. âHurry back Dean.â
~~~
âThis is such a weird case, how are we supposed to burn cursed mummies without setting fire to the museum?â Sam asked.
âIt would be a controlled fire, Sam, weâve checked the museum layout, the mummy exhibit is far from the others, it should be fine.â Dean mentioned.
âCould be a cursed objection. When the director of the exhibit gave me the inventory list, there was something missing.â Sam said.
âWhat could be missing?â Dean asked.
âDonât know but we need to finish this fast.â Sam commented.
âYeah, letâs get a move on.â Dean said.
~~~
Itâs been 4 days since you were left alone in the bunker, 4 days since your thoughts been taking over your mind, youâve been in a sort of paralyzed state where you havenât moved form your bed.
Youâre all alone
They abandoned you when you needed them most
You are broken, even more than them
Their mother died while yours walked out
Their father stayed while yours gave you up
You. Are. Broken.
âEnough!â You shouted, placing a pillowing over your head, then you heard the door opening.
âSweet thing?!?â Dean called out for you.
âMuñeco!â You cried out, you heard Dean running to your room.
âHey hey he, what happened?â Dean asked, checking over you, noticing a sad look in your eyes.
âI couldnât find my headphones.â You whispered.
âSon of a bitch.â Dean shook his head. âYour duffle was in my car, theyâre probably in there. Sammy! Give me the duffle!â Dean shouted
âAlright!â Sam shouted back and a few minutes later, he came into the room with the duffle in his hand, giving it to Dean. Dean took the headphones out and placed them on your head. You connected the headphones to your phone and played your relaxing music. Dean was rubbing your arms while you calmed down. Sam left the room but Dean stayed with you. You took off your headphones.
âYou okay?â Dean asked.
âIâm better now, thank you.â You did and Dean put his arm around you and kissed your forehead.
âWe are getting you another set of headphones. One for the bunker and this one for traveling.â Dean said, you laughed.
âYeah, thatâs a good idea, amor, thank you.â You said. âHow was the case?â
âWeird, really really weird. The mummies came to life because of this piece of jewelry that was part of the exhibit. The jewelry was stolen by the owner to the museum. We put the jewelry where the mummies were and the stopped attacking. It was such a strange case.â Dean said.
âOh yeah, it sounds like it too. But at least you didnât have to burn the mummies.â You said.
âTrue. Come one, letâs go watch a movie, we need to spend some time together before the next case.â Dean said.
Summary: how Charles would react to you handing him money to help pay the bill
A/N: I love this trend so much
The two of you would be sitting in a private area away for the crowd.
âThe food was so good, muñeco, thank you.â You said as the check was placed on the table.
âOf course, Mon couer, itâs no problem at all.â Charles said, picking up the check. You then pulled out a 100 dollar bill out of your purse and handed it to him. Charles looked up from the check. âWhat are you doing?â
âGiving you money for the check.â You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Charles had that confused puppy look on his face.
âWhat makes you think Iâm going to let you pay?â Charles asked.
âIâm not paying for the whole thing, just what I ordered.â You clarified.
âMon couer, have I not been providing for you?â Charles asked.
âMuñeco, you already pay for so much, I wanted to help you out with the bill.â You said.
âMa belle, your money is your money, my money is our money.â Charles said.
âButâŠâ you started but Charles gave you back the 100 dollar bill and added 400 dollars. âMuñeco, thatâs too much.â
âNope, I have plenty of money, I make more than enough for the both of us, and you needed to be reminded of that.â Charles then asks you to stand up so he can place you on his lap and kiss you softly. âI love you. Donât ever think I canât afford to spoil you.â
âOh youâre so sweet, muñeco.â You said, melting at his words. âIt was a prank I saw on TikTok, I just wanted to see how youâd react.â His eyes widened.
âDid I at least pass the test?â Charles asked.
âOh yes, you aced it.â You replied and Charles seemed content.
âGood good, let me pay and we can go get your nails down.â Charles said.
Quick question to anyone who still writes Dean Winchester x Reader (or really any Jensen Ackles character x Reader) fic, how many of there are you who are nonwhite writers? And of those of you who are, do any of you write for Black or Latina or Asian readers in mind. (Mixed race woman here. <3) I'd love to follow you!
Not that I don't like or appreciate writers of other ethnicities, of course, but sometimes I will read a fic and the writer will include a physical description of the reader where it throws me off - blue eyes, rosy nipples, pale skin, etc. Those sorts of details really break the immersion and I'll typically stop reading. And while the writers certainly don't owe me anything because y'all are out here providing entertainment for free, it does make me feel very aware of the fact that fandom is a very white space.
Other than that, I'd also love writers who refrain from including physical descriptions in their fic.
If and when I write and publish my own x Reader fic, I will probably share a few stories with a mixed race reader in mind.
Hi! So I wrote a Dean Winchester x Latina!Reader story, I donât know if youâd like it and I donât know if I would be posting more BUT I have been thinking about it a lot. Hopefully you do end up liking it
đŹ 4  đ 5  â€ïž 50 · El Cucuy · Pairing: Dean Winchester x Latina!Reader
Summary: the Winchester brothers and Y/N go on a hunt for the monster
A/N: I am currently in mourning because my own dog died on February 17th in the morning, after having her for 11 years and 11 months, she turned 12 two months ago. She had a heart condition but lived more than she was expected to, photos of la baby preciosa at the end.
You and Oscar have been dating for 5 years, you share an apartment, youâre already engaged, and youâve been talking about possibly getting a dog once the two of you were officially married.
âY/N, the florist called about how you wanted the bouquet.â Oscar called from the kitchen. You were in the living room, looking over wedding magazines for dresses.
âI wanted peonies in my bouquet, along with hydrangeas, maybe some lisianthus. Iâm thinking about blue hydrangeas, peonies are obviously pink, the lisianthus should be pink as well. Oh, and add some babyâs breath.â You said. Oscar looks at you like you have three heads. âTiburoncin, they are all in season, and babyâs breath is a must as a filler. I need the bouquet to give cottage core if Iâm walking down the aisle to âonce upon a dreamâ from sleeping beauty.â
âI didnât say anything, but wonât the bouquet be really big? Thatâs a lot of flowers.â Oscar said.
âNot necessarily. Iâm thinking that the center pieces should be hydrangeas and lisianthus, maybe they should both be pink or have just like the bouquet, blue and pink.â You wondered out loud.
âIf you want your wedding bouquet to be special, I think pink hydrangeas and white lisianthus so your flowers will stand out a lot more.â Oscar said.
âYou are a genius, tiburoncin. I signed up for a yoga class, I have to be there in a an hour so we will talk more about the wedding.â You said.
âOf course, have fun at yoga.â Oscar said. You went to your shared bedroom to change into your Fabletics set, grabbed your yoga mat and gym bag to leave.
What you failed to mention to Oscar was that it was puppy yoga. The yoga studio was a 30 minute drive, you listened to your playlist on the way, a dove you got out of the car, you were very excited to see the puppies.
Once you entered the building, you saw the cutest puppies you have ever seen.
âWelcome in! Be careful of the puppies, they are very curious so watch your step.â The instructor said. You did as she said and set up your yoga mat close to the front so you can see the yoga poses better.
Class started in 20 minutes and when it was time to actually start, there was a cavalier King Charles puppy who stayed close to you. As the class went on, multiple puppies were running around but your puppy did not leave your side. In 45 minutes, the class ended and the instructor spoke again.
âJust a reminder, all these puppies are available for adoption.â She said. You looked down at the puppy who was chewing on your shoelace and picked her up and walked towards the instructor.
âHi, is she available for adoption?â You asked.
âOh yes, Dahlia is available. Are you interested in her?â
âMy fiance and I have been talking about adoptingâŠâ you started.
âWould she be your first dog?â The instructor asked
âOh no. Iâve had dogs growing up, is she vaccinated?â You asked.
âYes, all of our dogs are vaccinated. Iâm just going to need you to sign a few pages and Dahlia is all yours.â The instructor said and you read over all the pages and signed enthusiastically to adopt dahlia. âYouâre all set, darling.â
You drove to the pet store and bought everything you considered necessary for a new puppy. You bought food, food and water bowls, toys, a bed, pee pads, a leash and harness, a collar, wipes for crusty eyes, a doggie toothbrush, EVERYTHING. When you parked in the apartment garage, you realized it was a lot of bags and you did not have the upper strength to carry everything in one trip so you called your fiance and in 1 ring, he picked up.
âYeah, darling?â
âHey tiburoncin, I ran some errands, can you help me bring up the bags?â You asked.
âSure love, Iâll be right down.â Oscar hung up and you looked down at the puppy in your arms.
âYouâre going to meet your daddy! Best behavior, Charlotte.â You said. 5 minutes later, Oscar was in the parking garage. The closer he came to your car, the more his face changed.
âY/N, whatâs that?â Oscar pointed to your arms.
âWellâŠsheâs a cavalier King Charles spaniel puppy, I got her at yoga class, isnât she adorable?â You said, holding her out to Oscar.
âWhy?â
âWeâve been talking about getting a dog. I bought everything for Charlotte.â You said.
âYou named her already?â Oscar asked.
âOf course I did. Look how cute she is!â You said.
âSheâs your responsibility, Darling.â Oscar said.
âI can feel with that. Now will you carry her things in please?â You asked.
âOf course.â Oscar opened the trunk of the car and looked back at you. âDid you buy the whole store?â
âHaha.â You laughed sarcastically and the three of you went up to the apartment. âOkay Charlotte, this is your new home.â You placed her on the floor and she started sniffing everything, wandering about the apartment.
âYou do realized you canât go to a puppy yoga class again, right?â Oscar asked.
âI was afraid of that. But she was by my side the whole class, I had to adopt her.â You said and Charlotte got closer to you and pawed at your leg, wanting to get picked up. âSee? She loves me.â
âAnd I love you. Letâs get her bed set up.â Oscar said.
So I have been watching H2O and Mako Mermaids and I was thinking, what if Dean Winchester dated a mermaid?!? For all purposes, she would have ALL the mermaid powers, like controlling water, the weather, talking to animals, and a siren song. I know thereâs more but I have googled it completely.
I have seen a lot of supernatural rewrites where Y/N is a witch or has magic powers like that, but imagine if a mermaid joined them on the hunt?!?
I am picturing scenes like if Gordon spilled a drink on her, Dean will escort her to the bathroom right before her tail comes out and asks if sheâs okay while she steam dries her tail. Once the bathroom door opens, Dean tells her to go to the motel room with Sam. Whenever it rains during a hunt, Dean will tell her to stay in the motel or car. Due to the full moon thing, Sam has done so much research about mermaids that he makes sure she doesnât get âmoon feverâ whenever they are on a hunt or when they know a full moon is tonight, they have y/n stay in the bunker with Castiel so sheâs not lonely before the brothers go on a hunt. When Dean and Sam were battling a siren, it was Y/Ns siren song that got them back to normal before killing the siren.
Iâm just saying it would be so cool! And according to the lore, born merpeople live in the sea and then there is a spell that makes them human. But youz can turn into a mermaid by going to a moon pool which is not found in the US which means she is possibly the only mermaid that the Winchester brothers can encounter of her kind. So the background would be that Y/N and her parents swam the Pacific Ocean and landed on a beach in California, her parents wore their moon rings and had a necklace made with the same stone for a 6 year old Y/N, they cast the spell to have legs, and they have lived in California ever since. Y/N meets Sam in Stanford and once Sam entered the bathroom in her apartment outside of campus and he saw her tail. Thatâs when Sam started telling her that he was a hunter but his brother and John hunt all types of monsters. From that moment on, Sam researched everything about mermaids since it was Y/Nâs first time lining on her own.
Now I would LOVE to write this but I have two jobs and Iâm in school so if anyone likes this, have at it and tag me
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A/N: As of right now, Iâll be focusing more on Oscar Piastri. My heart is not in it to write about Charles or Lando, maybe later down the road. Currently, my focus is on Oscar. And happy birthday to me đ„ł
It was the morning of December 20th, you were in a deep sleep, dreaming about being rescued by the Winchester brothers, Dean was carrying you out of the building when-
"Shit!" Oscar yelled when he dropped a frying pan on the floor. You rubbed your eyes, knowing you can't go back to sleep now even though you were about to kiss Dean Winchester. You put on your slippers of your favorite Sanrio character, and walked to the kitchen to see Oscar standing over the frying pan on the ground.
âCan I just sayâŠnot the way I was expecting to be waken up.â You said.
âSorry darling! I was going to surprise you with breakfast but the frying pan fell.â Oscar said.
âItâs okay TiburĂłncin, breakfast is overrated.â You said, kissing him on the cheek.
âBut itâs your birthday! I wanted to do something special for you.â Oscar said.
âWellâŠwe can go to the Pooh Corner tea room.â You said, placing your chin on his shoulder.
âYou and Winnie the Pooh, I swear.â Oscar said. âYeah, we can go.â
âYay! Thank you.â You said.
âBut first, we have to stop by my apartment okay.â Oscar said.
âYeah thatâs fine, I just need to get ready.â You moved away from Oscar to go to your room.
âSo weâll leave in 2 hours?â Oscar asked
âHaha, tiburoncin.â You replied sarcastically, then you thought about it. âYeah, weâll leave in two hours.â You muttered before heading into the bathroom to shower, Oscar just laughed.
By the time you were ready, it was 12pm, you had on your favorite outfit, you hair was done, you put on some makeup (full beat or natural, I usually do a full beat, or no makeup at all) you were ready. Oscar was wearing your favorite outfit of his.
âYou look beautiful. We need to stop by my apartment before we go to the tea room, is that okay?â Oscar asked.
âYeah, itâs fine, letâs go.â You said.
You and Oscar walked to his car and he drives to his apartment. Once you have arrived, Oscar got out of the car and waited for you.
âI thought I was going to to stay.â You said.
âI need your help looking for it, you have a gift for finding things.â Oscar said. You smiled.
âHaha, I learned from my mom. Okay, Iâll help you look for it. What are you looking for?â You asked, getting out of the car and walking into the lobby of the apartment building. You greeted the doorman and got in the elevator.
âJust a card.â Oscar said. Once they reached the 23rd floor, they got out of the elevator, went to the hallway, and Oscar opened the door to his apartment.
âI canât see shit, I need to turn on the lights.â You said and once you turn on the lights..
âSurprise!â A bunch of people yelled, you placed a hand on your chest.
âAy chingao!â You shouted, you turned around to face the people in Oscarâs living room. âMami, papi!â You ran towards your parts, giving them a hug.
âFeliz cumpleaños, mi niña.â Your mom said, kissing your cheek.
âGracias, mami.â You said.
âQue grande estĂĄs, amor.â Your dad said, hugging you. When you let go, you saw your friends.
âIrina, SofĂa, Andrea!â You screamed, running towards them to hug them. âHow did yâall get here?â
âGirl, your boyfriend flew us out! He put us in a hotel, too. He wanted to surprise you.â Sofia said.
âGirl, es tan generoso y guapo, does he have a single friend? Or brother?â Irina asked.
âAy, que descarada, he has 3 sisters, and as for friends, you ask him.â Andrea said.
âYouâre right. Can you ask for me, Y/N?â Irina asked you.
âYeah, Iâll go ask him right now.â You said, walking away from your friends and walked to Oscar who was talking to your dad about something. âHola papi, puedo robar a mi novio un segundo?â You asked and your dad nodded. You held Oscarâs arm and walked away to talk. âYou really flew my parents and my friends out here?â
âOf course! They should be present for your birthday.â Oscar said. âI know you havenât seen them since the move, family is important to you, I wanted them here for you. All of us are going to tour around London, show them the London eye, buckingham palace, and weâre all going out to eat.â
âYou are the best boyfriend ever.â You said, kissing him.
âI have to treat my girl right, donât I?â Oscar asked.
âYes, yes you do, this is going to be the best birthday ever, thank you so much.â You said.
âCome on, letâs go mingle some more.â Oscar said and before yâall walked back to the âpartyâ, you had to ask,
âDo you have a single friend for Irina by any chance?â You asked and Oscar laughed.
âIâll see who I can find for her.â Oscar said.
Summary: You meet the man you wished for when you were a teenager
Warning; the usual
A/N: I was going for Hallmark Christmas romance, hopefully I did okay
You were 15 years old with your 8 year old brother in the living room writing letters to Santa.
âMami, do I have to?â You asked your mom.
âYes! Itâs tradition and your cousins are looking forward to it. Now, whatâs on your list?â Your mom asked.
âI donât think you can get me everything on my list.â You said.
âTry me.â Your mom said as you handed her over your list. âMija, I canât get you a 5â10 Australian boyfriend.â
âWhy not?â You rebutted.
âFirst, youâre 15, youâre too young to date. Second, itâs not like thereâs a Boys R Us, pick something else.â Your mom said.
âThe 5â10 Australian is a Santa order. A mom order is a new phone.â You said.
âAy muñeca, a new phone is a dad order. Ask him to buy you a new phone.â Your mom said.
When you were at a sleepover at your friendâs house, you were asked the question âwho is your dream guy?â
âMy dream guy would be Australian like Chris Hemsworth, he would be 5â10 because I want him taller than me but not too tall, like Dylan OâBrienâs height, I want him to have like that mousy brown hair that used to be blonde as a kid like Dean Winchester in season 1âŠâ you listed.
âGirl, you have seen âHow to build a better boyâ too many times.â Your friend said.
âShut up. I have a type, okay.â You said.
âWell a guy like that doesnât exist.â Your friend said.
Years later, you were out buying Christmas decorations for your apartment. It was going to be your first Christmas since you moved to London. It was snowing, not as much as it does in New York, but still beautiful nonetheless. As you were drinking your hot chocolate that you bought earlier, you bumped into a taller gentleman, causing your hot chocolate to spill on the floor.
âAw man, I waited so long in line for that.â You said.
âI am so sorry, Miss, I should have been more careful.â The man said.
âYeah you should have, my guy.â You said.
âYouâre not from here, are you?â The man asked.
âAnd clearly neither are you.â You said.
âSorry, again. Iâm Oscar.â He held out his hand.
âY/N.â You said, shaking his hand.
âWe can head to Italian Bear Chocolate, Iâll buy you another hot chocolate.â Oscar said. You started to consider it, you couldnât see much of his face because of the hat and scarf.
âIâll accept it.â You said.
âGreat, itâs not that far of a walk.â Oscar said, both of you started walking next to each other. âWhere are you from?â
âIâm from New York.â You replied.
âYou donât sound like youâre from New York.â Oscar said.
âThatâs because my parents are from Latin America so I didnât grow up with the âhey, Iâm walking hereâ new York accent.â You replied. âWhat about you? Your accent sounds familiar but I canât quite place it.â
âIâm from Australia actually.â Oscar said. Your ears perked up, you have always found the Australian accent to be attractive.
âWhat brings you to London then, shark bait?â You asked.
âShark bait?â Oscar asked laughing. âI mean itâs better than Bruce. lâm in London for work, you?â
âIm here for school, actually.â You said.
You guys talked for a little while longer until you made it to Italian Bear Chocolate. Once inside, you started taking off your coats, hats, and scarves. When you turned to see Oscar, you practically melted. He looked like the man of your dreams.
âYou okay? Youâre kinda staring.â Oscar said and you shook your head.
âSorry, didnât mean to stare, shark bait.â You said.
âDo you know who I am?â Oscar asked. Your eyebrows furrowed, you were confused by what he meant by that.
âShould I? Right now, youâre just the Aussie that cost me my hot chocolate.â You said.
âRight, sorry, Iâll pay for the hot chocolate. And whatever else you want to eat here.â Oscar handed you the menu.
âThats awfully generous of you. After this I have to finish buying Christmas decorations.â You commented.
âHow much do you have left to buy?â Oscar asked.
âI bought a tree and ornaments yesterday. Trying to go for a sugar plum fairy theme since it will be my first time hosting Christmas.â You said.
âAre your parents going to visit?â Oscar asked.
âYeah, theyâve been planning it for months.â You said.
âThen I can help you with your shopping, what else do you need?â Oscar asked.
âI need a tree topper, a wreath, maybe Christmas themed towels as well.â You said.
âYeah, Iâll help you. I donât have to go to work until March so Iâll be happy to help.â Oscar said, you raised and eyebrow.
â3 months off work? Damn, thatâs lucky.â You said.
âYou can say that.â Oscar grinned.
Now itâs Christmas 2025, you and Oscar have been dating for 2 years, he was helping you decorate the tree when you decided to tell himâŠ
âYou know you were my Christmas wish?â You asked him. Oscar furrowed his brows.
âYou have never told me that, darling.â Oscar said.
âWell Iâm telling you now. 7 years ago I asked Santa to bring me an Australian boyfriend that was 5â10 with mousy brown hair.â You confessed
âThere is no way you asked for that.â Oscar said.
âOh yes I did, I swear!â You exclaimed.
âWhy Australian?â Oscar asked.
âI was obsessed with all things Australian, 5SOS, H2O, Heath Ledger, seemed fitting to wish for an Australian boyfriend. Youâre everything I asked for and so much more.â You said, kissing him.
âIsnât that a line from a Maine song?â Oscar asked.
âDonât ruin the moment.â You said and kissed him again.
Summary: when the classic Latina beauty is all over your boyfriend after he won the championship but she doesnât know that he only has eyes for you.
A/N: I put a photo of me for the header because I couldnât find photos of someone with a similar body type.
Like most F1 drivers after a Grand Prix, they go to the club to celebrate. Tonight was a big night because Lando just won his first championship. One of the people at the club was one of the celebrity guests of the paddock, invited by the McLaren garage.
Her name was Gabriela Vega, a 5â2 Brazilian woman with a perfect hourglass figure, curvy in ALL the right places, long sun-kissed hair that matched her perfectly tanned skin. She was basically that anyone picture when someone would ask âwhat does a Latina look like?â You, however, were NOT built like her.
Your waist wasnât tiny like hers, you werenât a perfect hourglass or even a pear. You were a rectangle on a good day, curves in the WRONG places like your stomach. Like your mom says, âtienes lonjasâ. You were too in your head that you didnât hear Lando ask you something.
âPerdĂłn, fresita, what did you say?â You asked him.
âI asked if you wanted anything from the bar?â Lando asked.
âA margarita please, thank you, fresita.â Lando kissed you on the cheek.
âIâll be back sweet thing.â Lando left and you were sitting with Gabriela in silence until she muttered something in Portuguese.
âYou think Iâm insignificant?â You asked. Gabriela looked shocked that you understood her.
âWell youâre no model, thatâs for sure. The dress clings to your stomach and the pattern make you look a little big.â Gabriela said. You looked down at what youâre wearing, suddenly feeling self conscious. âYouâre not ugly, youâre quite cute and Iâm sure someone would love to date you, but you and Lando donât fit. However meâ she gestured to herself. âI would look fabulous by his side.â You didnât say anything until a margarita was placed in front of you.
âHere you go, sweet thing.â Lando said.
âThanks, fresita. Iâm going to talk to Oscar for a bit, okay?â You told him before getting up but Lando grabbed your hand to pull you down for a kiss.
âHurry back.â Lando said. You gave him a nervous smile and went to sit with Oscar.
âWhat happened?â Oscar asked.
âNothing, just wanted to hang out with my bestie.â You said.
âWell I donât think Lando liked the idea.â Oscar said, pointed behind you to see Gabriela talking to Lando but Lando not paying any attention to her. After a while, Lando left the booth to come sit with you and Oscar. âWelcome.â
âHello, what did I miss?â Lando out his arm around you.
âYou left her?â You asked.
âYeah, I prefer my girlfriendâs company.â Lando said.
âBut sheâs totally your type.â You said and Lando just stared at you and then at Oscar. Oscar excused himself so you were alone with Lando.
âSweet thing, I donât have a type.â Lando said.
âWasnât your ex Brazilian too?â You asked.
âYes but that doesnât mean theyâre my type. I like you a lot and I didnât even notice she was flirting with me until you left.â Lando said.
âAnd you didnât like her advances?â You asked.
âY/N, how do I say this? I came with you, I am leaving, my eyes will always be on you, no matter where you go. I love you, I donât care how many girls flirt with me.â Lando said and you smiled.
âThank you, fresita, I love you.â You said and kissed him. âHave I told you how proud I am of you?â
âYes but I like hearing it.â
âI am so proud of you, fresita.â You said.
The end
Something quick to celebrate the fact that LANDO NORRIS HAS WON THE WDC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Summary: what dish would you make for thanksgiving
Charles Leclerc
You would make a baked chicken pasta dish. The man loves pesto pasta and chicken so what better way to spend the holiday? You even make a side of cheesy garlic bread so eat with the pasta, very delicious, his family loves it.
Lewis Hamilton
You would make a vegan Mac and cheese for Lewis and a regular Mac and cheese for everyone else because Mac and cheese is a staple thanksgiving dish and you donât want him to miss out. Lewisâs mom would thank you for thinking about Lewis when you go to his parentsâ house.
Lando Norris
Heâs a picky eater to you make traditional pollo a la brasa, which is rotisserie chicken, and white rice. You season the chicken like you momâs recipe says and bake it in the oven. Once the chicken was done, you made the rice, packed them in containers, and went to his family house. They enjoyed the meal you brought over very much and Lando joked saying you should make this chicken more often for him.
You would make pernil to bring to Carlosâs house. Him being Spanish, I think heâd like it and it would go well with whatever his mom cooks for dinner.
Max Verstappen
With his teammate being Yuki whoâs a total foodie, you would make arroz chaufa, which is Peruvian fried rice. You would either add chicken or shrimp to it, depending on what max prefers. To add a little spice, you make ajĂ which is a spicy green sauce that could go on top. Very good and I think Max would turn red if he pours too much ajĂ on his rice.
Daniel Ricciardo
You would make baked ribs with red rice and peppers, basic meets traditional in a way. You would have barbecue sauce on the side in case Daniel wants to put barbecue sauce on the ribs but youâd find he has finished his whole plate. He loves your cooking and is very happy to spend thanksgiving with you.
Logan Sargeant
The American boy!! With him being from Florida and the Cuban population being huge, you make ropa vieja because itâs something he should be used to, and you made flan for dessert. Who doesnât love a good flan? Your ropa vieja might look out of place with the sweet potatoes and green bean casserole that almost no one eats, but it was definitely among the most popular dishes along with Mac and cheese. The flan was also a big hit along with the pumpkin pie
Summary: with the news of Charles and Alexandra getting engaged, it stirs up questions for this beloved couple
A/N: If y'all remember just an inchident, should I pick that up again?
You and Oscar were on the couch watching a movie when he got up to use the bathroom. You decided to scroll through Instagram and thats when you saw the post Charles made.
"No fucking way!" You screaamed.
"What, what happened?!? Who died?!?" Oscar shouted from the bathroom, flushing and washing his hands in haste because of his girlfriend's scream.
"Charles proposed! He and Alexandra are engaged!" You exclaimed. Oscar left the bathroom and landed on the couch.
"Oh, good for them." Oscar said. You were confused by his calmness.
"Thats it? Good for them?" You asked.
"Well yeah, he's very much in love with her, she is in love with him, good for them." Oscar repeated.
"I have the most nonchalant boyfriend in the world." You muttered.
âDid you want to talk about something?â Oscar asked.
âWellâŠwe have been dating since you were in F2, do you see yourself proposing to me any time soon?â You asked.
Oscar paused, he hasnât talked to your parents about giving him their blessing to marry you. He knows your family is traditional and he wants the proposal to be a surprise as well.
âWhen I think of my future, I picture you in it.â He admits truthfully. You smiled at his confession.
âGood, because I see you in my future too.â You said and kissed him softly. âBut you will propose to me when I am all âdolled upâ and not on a holiday like Christmas or Valentineâs Day, right?â You asked and Oscar shook his head.
âI promise I wonât propose to you in sweatpants or on a major holiday.â Oscar said with his hand on his heart.
