#prince of monaco

[bawsixteen]

Why he's so random and unpredictable😭😭🤣.

Oh btw Charles, i found your first employee. He's very hardworking, and he's funny. He's name issss:

Max Verstappen.

Give him a chance please

[ch44rles]

pov: you open ur front camera but ur charles leclerc

[justc2world]

The royal couple ❤️

[inchidentally]

@vastappenen LISTEN okay so this is the full spin-off of the Charlos part of my Prince Lando AU post

I cannot write real fic so this is just like me doing a retelling of what's gone on in my mind lol - and this is the post of Charles in White that's screencapped above

(side note my friend was listening to this haunting music while I wrote this so it might help set the scene - it's called "Fancy on a Bach Air" by Yo-Yo Ma)

this gets a bit NSFW toward the end so fair warning!

ok so to start, this is what was in my original post

Unfortunately the royal courts of Europe were shaken by a quick series of upsets: His Serene Highness Lorenzo of Monaco abdicated the throne in search of a quieter life - his heart had never been in it since his father, the former Sovereign Prince, had become ill and abdicated. This left Lorenzo’s unwed brother Charles to be hastily crowned Prince Regent at the tender age of 22 (too young to be crowned Sovereign Prince bc modern monarchy rules I’m inventing). As a result Charles suffered the loss of his long-time suitor, nobleman Sebastian Vettel, who couldn’t bear the thought of being Sovereign Prince let alone of a land that wasn’t even his own.

Enter the Sainz Vázquez de Castro elders seizing the opportunity and negotiating a deal with Monaco in private conclave with the Papal State (??) to wed their son Carlos to the Prince Regent. Carlos is ashamed at giving in to the temptation… to not just be Prince Consort but to be Sovereign Prince, to rule over the vast wealth of Monaco and by extension the Holy See, to have the coveted beauty Charles in his bed. So he agrees to be spirited away to Monaco and the ugly business of dissolving his betrothal to Lando is left to members of church and state.

But Carlos experiences a complete conversion when Charles is on his knees in the cathedral - looking up at him with docile green eyes as Carlos’ fingertips touch the warm red roses of Charles’ lips as he holds the chalice of holy wine for Charles to drink. Carlos was almost hard beneath the ermine and velvet robes in a house of God when the crown was on his head and Charles next to him - and slightly below - smiling up at him with filaments of gold hanging from pendants on his chaplet, framing his achingly beautiful face. If Carlos feels his immense happiness and prosperity darken whenever he sees Lando’s picture or encounters him at one of the courts then no one need know.

ok so I've removed this from the narrative to of course be charlos true happiness endgame and removed Seb entirely, or he can just be called a close confidante and possible candidate to marry Charles but not very serious.

I imagine young Carlos Jr. moving through the royal courts as a child and teen and seeing the royal children of Monaco sometimes. in my weird version of royalty I have it that Lorenzo is the natural successor to the throne and therefore has always been allowed to dress and be seen "normally". as a second child, Charles was always the rightful property of whichever alliance would maintain Monaco's independence. he was raised mostly in the Prince's Palace and when playing or venturing to where he could be seen he's attended by a retinue of guards each carrying a gonfalon to conceal the young prince from view. on the rare occasions that the prince will be around those not within his immediate family or private staff, he is carefully wrapped in embroidered, jeweled white silks or cottons (depending on the climate) with only his eyes visible. the only color allowed being a scarlet silk girdle around his hips. until he reaches maturity or is married he wears a ferronnière with a single white diamond at his forehead. (I imagine the wrapping as looking like fancy white fireproofs that cover the hands as well and a long, flowy tunic over the top with smart little white renaissance boots (that Charles hates).

Prince Charles is also not permitted to speak outside of his family circle/staff but he is taught multiple languages and fond rumors spread that the prince has a charming lilting accent that comes from a little of everywhere. he is also taught the piano and there is a place on the shore that only locals know of where fairy echoes of his playing can be heard. they call it his 'lone voice' because the mood inside the palace can be judged by the prince's choice of music. childish and jolly for a while, then more challenging pieces, until his eighteenth birthday and an unknown dirge for his godfather who had perished during a racing tourney that summer. the prince's music would change over the years but it would never be joyful again.

I imagine many instances over the years of Carlos Jr. being coaxed by a conniving Carlos Sr. into bowing low to the small, mummified-looking creature that everyone assures him is a prince. the eyes and vague suggestion of white-clad hands and feet are the only indications that this is true, but the big green eyes are very expressive and seem to smile whenever they meet Carlos' own big brown eyes. Prince Lorenzo has a kind smile and would be a good playmate but solemnly maintains his position by his parents' side. Prince Arthur comes along in a bundle of energy and mischief - being blessed with a birthright to total freedom so long as his elder siblings are alive. he enjoys being swung around and thrown in the air by Carlos Jr. which helps pass the tedium of royal engagements. Arthur is clearly the favorite of Charles who rather mothers him - especially when the Sovereign Prince falls ill and hushed preparations are made behind palace walls for Lorenzo to take the throne. Charles is so deep in mourning for his godfather and soon his own father that his presentation at court is delayed indefinitely as it would be cruel to open him up to marriage bids that would inevitably take him from his home.

in the meantime, Carlos Jr. has grown into his large features and promises to inherit all his father's looks and daring. at his father's encouragement - "by the time you wed a virgin, you will need to know everything there is to know about pleasing them" - Carlos enjoys countless conquests across every continent on the globe. he's a seasoned bachelor by the age of 20 and has been given his own estate outside of Madrid to party, race expensive cars and drink expensive wine. but even as he wakes between the thighs of this or that beautiful boy or girl, his mind recalls the hours spent at court in Monaco trying to discern the subtlest lines of Prince Charles' body beneath the absurd layers of drapery. he knows for sure that the prince is slim but not scrawny. that his posture is upright and proud and stands about the same height as Carlos. at times when he scoops Arthur up to hold on one hip, Carlos can discern the fine dip of a small waist - probably small enough for Carlos' big hands to meet around. what a gift-wrapped present for whoever got to marry him!

but by the time they next meet, news has traveled all over of the Sovereign Prince's health and plans for the reluctant Prince Lorenzo to be hastily crowned. during their first visit after this news, Carlos Jr. makes his usual low bow to Prince Charles but when he looks up he sees tears clouding the prince's green eyes. it twists Carlos' heart and he boldly takes the prince's hand and presses a hurried kiss to the silk and at the same time trying to speak with his eyes how sorry he is for the prince. the small noise Charles makes at Carlos' boldness is a precious secret Carlos holds like a tangible thing against the breast of his tailcoat as he hurries down the steps before any of the other royals can notice what he's done.

[this is when the above section from my AU comes in and Carlos is attempted to be married off to Prince Lando, Lorenzo abdicates, Charles can only be named Prince Regent bc of his status etc and a hasty arrangement is made for him to marry Carlos]

at their wedding I imagine Charles' veil/headdress to be much lighter and tied in a simple knot at the base of his head. the only time Charles is called to speak is to swear fealty to the crown, to his country, and to his husband (it's also the first time Charles' voice has been heard by almost everyone in the Cathedral including Carlos. it sounds like joyous music, dipping deep and rich one moment and high and sweet the next - with a little bubble of laughter at the end. Carlos wants to hear him talk forever.) when the priest finishes his blessing, Carlos put a hand beneath Charles' chin and guides him to stand. he moves closer to Charles than he has ever been permitted and circles his arms around his neck to untie the knot. the veil falls away and a collective gasp rises up from the cathedral through the clouds of incense. Carlos doesn't gasp so much as suck in a triumphant breath through his nostrils and lifts his chin in triumph. Charles is not just the chaste ideal of beauty that the court and citizens of Monaco had whispered about for years, he is the vision of temptation itself: a delicate brush-spatter of freckles beneath a flush on finely molded cheekbones, a straight French nose that was the final word on French noses, and perfectly smooth lips in the shape of a patriotic 'M' and the exact red of Monaco's flag. the prince's hair and brows have all the shades of a glossy hazelnut and a thick fan of lashes surrounded the green eyes - all that Carlos had known of him until now. but soon, he would know everything about Charles and in a way no one else ever had or would.

Carlos is supposed to buss a small, ceremonial barely-there kiss to Charles' lips to please the court but of course he can't help himself and, holding Charles' face in his big hands, presses a fiercely possessive (thankfully still close-mouthed) kiss that nearly makes Charles collapse. murmurs go around the cathedral of "well, those Spaniards, you know".

when they are crowned, my version of royalty has the priest setting the heavy gold crown on Carlos' head but Carlos in turn places the chaplet of gold leaves and gemstone pendants on Charles. Carlos is flying as high as mortal can when he can finally lead Charles out to the balcony and show him off to the waiting public. Carlos wonders if there's a man on earth who possesses more wealth than he does at that moment.

but there's one more thing he doesn't yet have! oh you bet the bedding ceremony is weird and fucked up and poor Charles is using the short time they have alone as they move through the halls (merely flanked by guards) to nervously and apologetically explain to Carlos what they will need to do. something about protocol for regents who found it difficult to "perform" under such circumstances etc. Carlos just puts a big warm hand to Charles' lips as they are rushed along, leaning into to whisper that he'd take Charles' virginity in front of his own grandmother if that's what was required and his desire still wouldn't be dampened.

the chamber is small and has one purpose. the clergy stand behind wrought iron mullioned screens but Charles can see their eyes clearly and has known many of them all his life. he'd probably faint dead away from nerves if Carlos didn't pull him close and kiss him so deep and dirty it should've turned Charles' white gown red with lust. Carlos tells him to look only into his eyes, that he'll take good care of him. there's a whole intense sexy element to Carlos unwrapping Charles the rest of the way, just like the birthday present he'd imagined when he was a teenager. he probably spends WAY too much time on foreplay considering the witnesses are only there to see one thing and then leave but Carlos knows that Charles deserves this. by the time they've reached the point where Carlos can reach a hand between them and literally 'come' up with the goods to hold up and be viewed, Charles' moans are reaching up to the rafters. there's a rustle and murmured blessings as the priests finally withdraw.

Carlos is like FINALLY and decides to give Charles every bit of the benefit of his vast experience and looks smug as hell when Charles' attendants have to physically carry Charles to his own bed bc Carlos fucked him senseless lmao

agfalsgfsla this was so weird and detailed and I do not know WHERE it came from but if an actual writer sees this and wants to write it properly PLEASE tag me or message me!!!

EDIT: these are great photo references for adult Charles and Carlos in this AU

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[allywthsr]

THE LEADER | (c.leclerc)

summary: the new boy in your class is funny, so you befriend him. What happens when you find out who he really is? And what holds the future for the both of you?

wordcount: 3.4K words

pairing: royal!charlesleclerc x fem!reader

warnings: reader is a child for now

notes: hope you like this! It’s a series I wanted to do for weeks now, next part will be out when it’s done. Charles is the oldest of the three brothers because otherwise he couldn’t be the king later on.

When you met Charles, you didn’t even know who he was. Well, kind of.

You grew up in Monaco and as a little girl, you didn’t understood the monarchy. You knew that there was a king and a queen and you knew that they were quite powerful, but that was it.

So when a young good looking boy joined your class in fourth grade, you immediately crushed on him. How could you not, with his dark blue uniform, his brown messy but neat hair, his brown eyes, and big smile. You were nine years old and he was ten, of course everyone had a crush on him, but he choose to sit next to you, you were over the moon.

When he sat next to you, the only thing he could say was a quiet ”Bonjour!“, which you returned, but you both were too shy to say anything else.

You clicked instantly, always talking, always laughing, and always doing something together, whether it was during lunch break or when you had free time during class.

The odd thing was, he was never able to go on play dates. Now you understood why, but when you were little you couldn’t understand, you were always sad about it and had one or two tantrums at home because of it. I mean, how unfair that his parents always said no.

You guys continued the close friendship you had over the year. After two months, there was no Y/N or Charles there was just Y/N and Charles.

When you found out that he was the crown prince, it was a dark day. It’s not like you were mad or anything. You were ten years old, you didn’t understand much yet, you just thought he was a normal kid, your best friend, not a prince and at some point in his life, king.

You remember the days as if it was yesterday.

It was summer break, and you played with your Barbie doll as the TV was on after getting out of the pool, waiting for your mum to finish dinner. You had an open-plan house so your mum could see the TV and what you were doing.

Your mum had turned on the TV on some typical gossip TV show, where they showed the newest gossip of the celebrity world.

When she let out a sigh and said: ”Look Y/N, the king and his family enjoying the day on their boat.“

It was important to her, that you knew the king and the queen, to be a loyal resident.

So when you looked up and saw Charles with a big smile and a towel around his shoulders, you pointed with your pointer finger to the TV and said: ”But mom, that’s Charles, from school. He‘s my best friend, he‘s not the prince.“

That shocked your mother. She‘d never seen your friend Charles before, as you always went to the afternoon program the school offered and Charles didn’t, so she never saw him at drop off or pick up.

”Sweetheart, are you sure? Because that’s the crown prince, his name is also Charles, maybe you got them mixed up. I don’t think that the crown prince goes to a local primary school.“

But you insisted that it was him. Your mum thought that you were making things up in your head, she could not imagine that he went to a primary school, she thought that he was either homeschooled or went to a premium primary school, where only the rich kids would go.

”I‘ll pick you up after the summer break, the new school doesn’t offer an afternoon program, so you could maybe introduce me to your Charles.“

You just nodded and started playing with your doll again, not thinking anything from it, you were sure it was a mixup, that your Charles wasn’t the Prince Charles.

Fast forward to the first day of the new school where Charles and you went. The school was out for the new day. You just left your new classroom and went to the lockers where you stored the new and heavy books. You took Charles by his hand and you said to him: ”Let’s go, my mum wants to meet you!“, but when you wanted to pull him with you, he stopped you. You turned to him and asked him what was wrong.

”Are you sure that she can meet me?“, you looked at him confused. He was your best friend, why couldn’t she meet him?

But the truth was, Charles, was told by his parents and the staff to not meet any parents or something like that, because they wanted him to be a normal child, going to school because before he knows he must do everything the protocol needs him to. It was no big secret, that he went to a public school, and a few parents saw him at pick up, but they didn’t think much of it, just like your parents, thinking that this wasn’t the crown prince, but more like a boy, that looked like him.

The teachers were all advised that they should just treat him like a normal pupil, grade him how his school performance was, and no ’your majesty‘. He was Charles, a boy that just lived in a palace instead of a normal house. Just like the other kids he had to do his homework, study for tests, and behave accordingly. But on school trips, the teachers had to have an extra eye on him, he even got security to accompany him. It wasn’t obvious, but wherever the class went, there was always a big man following them.

So when you looked at him confused, he shook his head, ”Y/N, I can’t meet your mum.“

”Why not? It’s not like she‘s the queen“, you joked. Bad joke. Really bad joke. But how were you supposed to know? He never told you.

”But maybe my mum is“, you choked on your saliva and your eyes widened.

”Charles this isn’t funny.“, you let go of his hand.

”I‘m not being funny Y/N.“

”So it was actually you on the TV during summer break?“

”Yeah, they like to report our life.“

”But you’re my Charles, you can’t be royal.“

”I am your Charles, I just have a different lifestyle than you thought I had.“

”Why did you never tell me?“

”I didn’t think that it was that important, we‘re friends because of how well we get along and I was scared that people would try to befriend me just because I am a prince. Or my parents were scared.“

You felt your whole world crashing down, you were 10, so of course you were a little dramatic with it.

”Is this why we could never meet outside of school? I always wanted to play with you, but you always said that your parents said no.“

”It’s because they said no, they didn’t want anyone in the palace and if I go somewhere, that is dangerous, you never know what some people are up to, I don’t mean that in a bad way, but my parents are scared that something could happen to me.“

You understood, but you were shocked. Did you need to be formal with him now? Call him certain things or bow in front of him?

”My mum is waiting, I need to leave.“

You turned around and rushed to the exit of the school. All you could hear was a faint: ”Y/N, wait.“ but you didn’t turn around. Your mum always told you, that you needed to do a formal greeting when you saw the king or the queen, Monaco is a small city, you may come across the king when you’re on a walk in certain places. She never told you how to greet the prince. Do you need to bow as well? Shake his hand firmly? Address him with a special name?

When you saw your mum waiting for you at the gate of the school you let out a breath.

”Can we hurry home? I want to tell you something.“

So you did just that. And when you sat on the couch you told your mum that ’Charles from school‘ was actually ’Charles the crown prince‘. You could see that her posture changed. Excited to be near a royal but scared that you could’ve said something that could upset the family. So when you finished the story of what happened at the lockers with Charles, you had questions.

”How do I greet him? Do I need to shake his hand as well or bow? And do you think that he can come over now? I want to show him my room.“

Your mother clearly didn’t know what to tell you, she never thought that a situation like this would appear in her life. She needed to speak to your father about this.

”Why don’t you go play and we can talk about this when Dad is home? Lunch will be done soon as well.“

You agreed and when your dad was home, he spoke to your mum, you all sat on the couch ready to talk. Your dad started.

”Mum and I talked about Charles and darling, you do have other friends outside of Charles, right? Because we think it’s best if you focus on them a little more. Charles can be a complicated friend, he is the crown prince. I don’t think he can ever come over for a play date, it’s a dangerous thing for him.“, you thought about the words Charles told you earlier, ”You need to bow when you see him, and maybe ask him if you need to call him crown prince Charles or if prince Charles is enough. The royal family is an important part of Monaco, Y/N. I hope you understand this. He‘s not just your friend, but the future reign of the country, that’s a big thing.“

You nodded understandingly and so you didn’t want the next day to come, scared of how he will react if you call him crown prince Charles.

What you didn’t know, the discussion that happened in the palace over dinner that day.

The Leclerc family sat at the long table in one of the dining rooms they had, over some smoked salmon and Charles was telling his parents how he told his friend, who he is.

”She wanted me to meet her Mum and I said no“, the king gave a nod of approval, while collecting some salmon on his fork, ”and then I told her that I am the prince of Monaco because she tried to drag me to her mum.“

The king was about to put his fork full of salmon in his mouth, but let the silverware fall down where it landed on the old plate with a loud clink, while his eyes widened.

”You what? Charles that is unacceptable. You know how important it is for you to be safe. The more people that know where you go to school, the more uneasy it will get for you there. Maybe we should move you back to your old school. It’s too dangerous, I knew it from the beginning but you insisted on being a normal boy. Charles, one day you will be the king of Monaco. You need to take this a little more seriously, it’s not something you do lightly.“

Charles suddenly felt really small on his chair, his head sunk and his jeans pocket was more interesting than the food that was served on the table.

”We need the staff to call your school and maybe you can go back to your old school again, it’s safer.“

”But Dad, please let me go back there tomorrow. Maybe she didn’t even tell anyone and I can continue my school journey on the normal school. I know that I will be the king, but at the old school, they reminded me of that daily. It was refreshing to not be the crown prince for once. And Y/N is my best friend. I don’t want to leave her, I finally have a genuine friend. You should meet her, she‘s lovely.“

”You can only go if you take Ben with you, he‘ll be by your side the whole day. You will notice sooner or later that you won’t have many friends if you’re the king. Get used to it, Y/N will move on faster than you will know.“, with that he ushered the maid to get Ben to wait in his office to talk about the next day. Ben was the kids’ security, he was a big, bulky man. In front of the king and queen a rather cold guard, but whenever he was alone with the kids he was playful, funny, and always down for some mischief. Charles liked him a lot because he was allowed to run around and play whenever he was out with Ben.

Charles was sad about what his father told him, he didn’t think that Y/N would move on fast, you guys were like Bonnie and Clyde, you only worked together. He hoped he didn’t ruin your friendship because he was the prince of Monaco.

The next school day couldn’t come fast enough for Charles.

Charles came to school a little earlier than usual, while you were running late, which was unlike you. You were always the early one, having to wait for Charles. So when Charles waited for you in the schoolyard for 10 minutes and you still didn’t show up at your usual meeting spot, he scoffed and made his way to the classroom. He was scared that you wouldn’t come today or you suddenly were sick.

But he wasn’t prepared for what he saw when he came into the classroom.

You, sitting next to Cassandra and talking to her squad. That was on the other end of the room where your seats were. He tried to get eye contact with you but failed miserably. Just when the teacher came into the classroom and ushered everyone to go to their assigned seats, you looked at him, while taking your seat.

”Y/N, why didn’t you wait for me at our meeting spot? Are you still mad because of the thing yesterday?“

”I‘m sorry my prince, I didn’t mean to upset you.“, was all you pressed out while staring at the blackboard, where the lesson had already started.

”My wha-? Y/N you can’t be serious, I‘m Charles, stop with the nonsense.“

”But you are the prince of Monaco, our future King, I can’t address a royal by their first name.“

Charles took a breath and wanted to answer you when your teacher spoke up.

”Y/N and Charles, I know the Summer break was fun and all that, but you can tell each other all about that during the lunch break, yeah? It would be nice if you would pay attention.“

You both nodded in sync, but Charles whispered something in your ear.

”We‘ll talk about that later, I‘m Charles to you.“

You looked at him and you could see in his eyes, that he wasn’t the happiest of what suddenly happened to your friendship.

After the boring lessons, it was finally time for the lunch break. Due to you guys still being young and new to the school, you had to be guided to the hall where lunch would be served. Everybody picked their buddy’s on the first day of school and it was no question that you and Charles were buddies. Now you regretted it, the awkward silence between you two was unbearable.

Before you reached the hall, Charles spoke up.

”What was that this morning? I‘m still your best friend Charles.“

”My parents said, I need to call you prince and be formal when I talk to you because you are the heir of the country. And I don’t want to hurt you if I don’t.“

He was speechless. He was the same person as before he told you he was the prince.

”No Y/N, I am your Charles and we’re best friends. No prince or whatever, okay?“

”But we’ll never be normal friends, I’ll never be able to visit you at your home and you can’t come to my house. I’ve always wanted to show you my room and the new toy I got.“

”What if you come home with me after school tomorrow? I will get my parents to allow it, I’m allowed to have friends and, normally, they visit each other.“

Before you could answer, you arrived inside the food hall and you got your lunch, pasta with bolognese. You sat opposite from Charles and it was funny to see him eating that dish, the red sauce was everywhere on his face but you didn’t look any better, he always found it hard to eat pasta with Bolognese, it just somehow ended on his face more than in his mouth. You also discussed the really important topic, if Elefant could actually fly because Charles saw Dumbo on TV last night.

So after the lunch you got back to your old self, chatting with Charles the whole time, pushing each other or tickling him when he least expected it.

So when the end of the school day neared, he got a little nervous.

”You have to ask your parents later if it’s okay if you come home with me tomorrow. They can pick you up by 6:30 pm if that’s alright. I talked with Ben the other day about how we could arrange a meet up“, he saw your confused face, ”Ben is a big guy and he always watches over me when I‘m outside but he‘s also a really good friend.“

You nodded and he continued: ”So your parents just have to come to the palace when you‘re getting picked up“, you nodded again.

”Yep, that sounds like a good plan, I‘ll ask Mama later. But I‘m sure she won’t mind.“

”You know, I‘ve never had friends over before, I‘m quite nervous“, you looked shocked at Charles. Never had friends over? Everybody had someone over or at least when you celebrated birthdays. You weren’t the most popular student in the class but you got along with everybody and would invite some of them to your birthday. That’s what you do, right?

”Never had friends over? How do you celebrate your birthday?“

”Well, the press comes over to take a picture of me and then I celebrate with my family. I had little to no friends in my old school, it was a snobby school and everybody tried to be my friend because they knew that I am the prince.“

”But isn’t it lonely when you have no friends?“

”I have friends, but they all live inside the palace, all the maids are nice or Ben, Ben is my best friend, apart from you of course. I also have my family. My cousins and I get along really well, and let’s not forget my younger brothers. Lorenzo is my younger brother and Arthur is the youngest. I like to play with them, I‘m never lonely because I have all these people around me.“

”That’s fun! What do we wanna do?“

”We can play in the garden, no wait, I‘ve got this really cool toy, it has lights all over it and is a ship. I want to show you it!“

While you made plans the school was out and you both said your goodbyes.

”Charles I‘ll see you tomorrow. I‘m so excited!“

”Me too Y/N! I can’t wait.“

You waved to him and walked the other way, to where your mum was waiting, after greeting her and getting in the car, ready to go home, you said: ”Charles and I made plans tomorrow!“

”Cool Y/N, what are you going to do during lunch break?“

”No mama, after school, he invited me to his house!“

She had to stop at a crosswalk to let pedestrians cross the walk and with a shocked face she turned to you.

Part two

[lizablackthorn]

More Charles from his Monaco vlog <3

antoinetruchet

[krasivaa]

Grace Kelly watching with satisfaction at her wedding cake, right after she married Rainier III, Prince of Monaco on 19th April, 1956. 🫶🏰🍰

♡𓂃☁︎ 𑁍 ☁︎𓂃♡

[chrisevansonly]

i just need everyone to know i’m heavily in my charles leclerc era…i’m literally bound to it, and i just figured that was something you all should know😃😃😃😃😃😃

[ayumikeyx]

CHARLES LECRELC OMG-…

[delicateflappizzaplaid]

Charles Leclerc

#cl16🏎️

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[bawsixteen]

The tea is super super hot

What did she tell you sharl?

Meme king😂🤣

[ch44rles]

Ngl it’s giving Disney prince

[f1memes16331]

[mon-mothmas-collar]

Charles Leclerc is so interesting to me because what do you mean Ferrari believes in you so much they call you “il predestinato” treat you as if Enzo Ferrari sent you himself to save Ferrari? You had a rival from childhood, who growing up was one of the people you hated most in the world, only to grow up and he’s still your biggest rival? To have your father and godfather die when you are young but still go out and fight? To have grown up with a dream to race for the most famous racing team in the world. Only for that same team to crush your soul over and over again? To be considered the best by all around him except for the very team you are working with? Charles Leclerc, the story you are, the person you are, the future champion and the savior of the scuderia. I love him so much

[allywthsr]

THE LEADER | (c.leclerc)

summary: you have a play date with Charles, he meets your parents and you meet his‘

wordcount: 3.7k words

pairing: royal!charlesleclerc x fem!reader

warnings: reader is a child for now

notes: this took me so long to write, I‘m sorry. I think it’s boring when they‘re kids, but with the next chapter, they‘ll age up. Let me know what you think!

Part one

”Y/N! He‘s the prince. You can’t just go and have a play date with the prince.“

”No mama, I talked with him, it’s no problem. I can go home with him after school and you can pick me up at 6:30 pm. He talked about it with his friend.“

She started driving again, shaking her head.

”That’s something he also has to talk about with his parents, the king and queen! You can’t just go home with him. Y/N, no.“

”But he said that it’s okay! I want to go home with him tomorrow, he wants to show me his room and the new toy he has. Mama please.“

”We‘ll talk about that with your father, that’s not something I want to decide alone.“

You scoffed and turned your head to the window.

”Don’t scoff at me young lady, he‘s the prince, if he were a random boy, I wouldn’t care, but he‘s the future king of our country. Do you want to be the queen at some point or what?“, your mother asked sarcastically.

”No! I just want to be his friend, he does not have any.“

Your mum didn’t answer you anymore, she just drove you both home. At home, you went to your room and waited patiently for your dad to come and allow you to meet up with Charles tomorrow. Your dad came home not long after, he had the early shift today and could come home earlier.

”Y/N, Lunch is served!“

You ran down the stairs to the kitchen where your parents sat around the table waiting for you. So you pulled your chair back and sat on it, grabbing your fork and collecting some pasta on it.

”We talked about the Charles thing.“

You perked up, now fully invested in what your parents decided.

”We think it’s not okay to just take away one of your friends. We‘re just scared because they‘re the royal family. But, you can meet him tomorrow-“

Before your dad could continue, you jumped off your chair and ran to hug your parents. You were so happy, visiting Charles was going to be fantastic, you already knew it.

”Wait Y/N, only if you respect the king and queen. We want you to curtsy when you see them and fully obey to whatever they tell you. You have to be on your best behavior. It’s not just Cassandra’s house or whatever, but the royal castle. We‘ll pick you up at 6:30 pm sharp and you will listen and not whine.“

You nodded, ”I‘ll do all of that. Thank you, you’re the best parents in the world.“

With a laugh you all continued enjoying your lunch, you sat on your chair and kicked your legs in the air, now being super excited and not able to sit still.

For the rest of the day, you just played in your room and thought about what you wanted to do with Charles the following day.

///////////////// meanwhile at the palace ////////////////////

”Mother? Father?“

Charles knocked on the heavy wooden door of their office, hoping to get a free minute where he could have a chat with them. The door was opened by a maid.

”Charles? What is it? We have a meeting with the premier minister in five minutes.“

”It won’t take that long, I just wanted to ask if it’s okay if Y/N comes over tomorrow? We really want to play together but Ben said it’s safer if she comes here first.“

”Charles..“

”I know what you said about me meeting up with normal friends but Mother, Y/N is not just my friend, she‘s my best friend. I am so happy to have her, can she please come over tomorrow after school? She will not disturb you in any way and be picked up by 6:30 pm. She‘ll only eat lunch with us and then we both will be in my room or in the garden. If you don’t want to see her, you don’t need to.“

”This is quite dangerous, I hope you know what you are doing. You are the future king and you need to make wise decisions. She has to go through the security check to make sure she is not an intruder.“

”I am making wise decisions, and is it really necessary for her to do that dad? I don’t think she has anything bad on her mind.“

”You never know Charles, she either goes through the security check or she won’t come into the palace. That’s my last word.“

”Yes, father.“

With that Charles turned around and left the office, walking to his room. You were not a criminal, you were only eleven, you wouldn’t do ugly things.

////////////////////////////// next day ////////////////////////////////

You jumped out of your mum's car and screamed a goodbye while closing the door. Today was the day, having a play date with Charles. You waited for him at your meeting point, the big rocks that were placed on the schoolyard. Shortly after five minutes a black car pulled up and the door opened, Charles hopped out of it and waited for Ben to give him his school bag. He already saw you and waved at you, Ben looked up to where Charles was looking and gave you a small nod, and gave Charles his schoolbag. He runs towards you.

”Y/N! What did your parents say?“

”I can come with you after school!“

He hugged you tightly, being overwhelmed with emotions. You were kids, everything was a little over dramatic.

”What did your parents say?“

”They said it was fine, they‘re not sure about me having non-royal friends but I‘m sure once they meet you, they‘ll love you and you can always come over, whenever you want.“

”What will we do first?“

”Eat lunch and then I want to show you my new toy, you‘ll love it!“

”I‘m so excited!“

You both went into your classroom and sat on your seats, class couldn’t go fast enough. In between you would always giggle when you looked at each other, too nervous to meet up later.

The bell rang, indicating school was over for today, you both ran out of the building and Charles pulled you towards a black car, a tall man got out and looked you up and down.

”You must be Y/N!“

”I am.“

”Nice to meet you, I‘m Ben, Charles has told me so much about you!“

”Nice to meet you too, he also told me about you.“

You both got in the back of the car and fastened your seatbelt. Ben started driving towards the palace.

”Charles, lunch is prepared for you and Y/N, your father and mother won’t join you, they have duties outside of Monaco, Pascal picked up Lorenzo and Arthur from their school and they will eat with you.“

You looked at Charles.

”How old are your brothers?“

”Lorenzo is nine and Arthur is six, they’re both annoying but nice, you‘ll see.“

The rest of the ride was filled with comfortable silence, it was only a short drive anyway. When you drove through the gates of the palace, you marveled at the shimmery gold that covered everything, Ben drove through another gate and he parked in what looked like a courtyard, it was more like a middle passage, because if you went through the last gate you would be in the garden.

”That’s our entrance, we only use the door in front for special days, like birthdays, don’t ask me why.“

Ben collected your backpacks he put in the trunk just minutes ago and gave them back to you, you placed them on your back and followed Charles through the big door, which also shimmered with golden specks.

”We can place our backpacks in my room and then lunch will be served in our guest dining hall. I hope you like pasta Bolognese, I requested it specifically for you.“

”Thank you Charles, I love Bolognese.“

So you walked to Charles's room and while you walked through the big hallways you were mesmerized by the artwork that hung on the walls, you‘ve never seen such a big hallway, the ceilings were super high, you could never touch them, even with a ladder. The walls were white with a wavy pattern, it must be hundreds of years old, it looked exactly what you imagined a palace to look like. You passed at least seven maids on your way to his room, they all smiled and nodded at you, greeting Charles with a small: ’Your majesty‘. You almost let out a giggle every time they said it, it sounded so surreal, you knew he would be the king one day, but to you, he was just Charles, a regular boy. When he finally opened a door, you looked inside, the walls were the same pattern as you saw in the hallway, the room was decorated with a darker blue and a few red details here and there. It was clean and no toys were lying around, it wouldn’t look like this at your house.

”This is my room, but we have a separate room where we play, that’s where most of my toys are, I mainly sleep and do my homework here.“

You placed your backpack next to his and before you could look around once more, he walked out of the room, you followed him to the dining room.

”How many dining rooms do you have?“

”Three, one for family, one for guests, and one for formal dinners or lunches.“

”Impressive.“

Charles laughed and pulled you towards the long table that stood in the middle, he sat down on a seat and you sat down next to him. Shortly after, two younger boys walked into the room and greeted you with a shy: ’Hello‘, you said the same back and they sat down in front of you.

”Are you Y/N?“, the younger one asked.

”I am, and who are you?“

”I‘m Arthur and that’s Lorenzo.“

”Nice to meet you both!“

”Nice to meet you too.“

With that lunch was served by two maids that placed the food in front of everyone, it looked delicious. And it tasted delicious as well. While eating you looked around in the room, the same white wall pattern with red and gold accents everywhere, a big chandelier was hanging from the ceiling. The table could at least fit twenty people and the porcelain on top of it, looked very old and very expensive. After finishing your plate of bolognese you waited patiently for the others to finish as well, and when they did you all got up. Lorenzo and Arthur made their way through the door that was left and Charles and you made your way through the door on the right. Ben stood by the door, waiting for you.

”Charles, Y/N, do you have any homework? I can call Trina to help you.“

”We‘re going to try on our own first, thank you, Ben.“

With that, you went to his room to do the homework, an assignment in math and in biology. With the help of the others you could solve them in no time and finally, it was time to play and run around.

”Come with me to our playroom, I have my new toy there.“

So you both ran to the room, it was just as big as the other rooms and had the same wall pattern, don’t they have wallpaper? This wall pattern is getting boring. There were a lot of shelves everywhere with boxes, probably full of toys. You spotted mainly boy toys, like cars and dinosaurs, and barely any dolls. In the end, there were no girls in the household, so why should they have girly toys if no one plays with them?

Charles pulled one of the boxes out of the shelf and grabbed his toy out of it. A big red ship with lights all over it.

”If you press this button it makes ocean sounds and if you press this button, it turns into a party boat.“

He pressed the different buttons and it made what he said they would.

”And it’s really big as well“, you marveled.

He pulled out a smaller boat and so you played with that for a while, Lorenzo came in not long after you started and joined the play. Together you played some pirate scenario, Lorenzo and you both entered Charles's ship.

”It’s boring, can we go outside and play?“, Lorenzo said after a while and you agreed with him. It got boring after doing the same thing twice.

”We have to ask Ben first, if he says yes then we can go.“

With that, Charles got up and ran out of the door.

”You know, he‘s really happy today, yesterday evening he wouldn’t keep quiet about bringing you over.“

”Really? I am also excited to be over.“

With that, you kept playing until Charles came running back with Ben trailing behind him.

”Charles, how often do I need to tell you, we are not running in the palace, especially you. We can go outside, but only in the garden where no cameras are allowed. Somebody come to get Arthur as well please“, Ben told you three.

Lorenzo got up, ”I‘ll get Arthur.“

Charles held out his hand and you grabbed it, helping you off the floor. Together with Ben, you made your way to a secluded part of the garden, big hedges and trees were planted around it and a weird net hung over it.

”What’s that net for?“, you asked Charles while pointing towards it.

”It’s for our safety and privacy. Some people fly with helicopters over the garden to get exclusive pictures of us and this net is like a shield, when you take a picture from above it, it’ll only be black.“

You could only nod, it felt weird having a net above your head while playing on the swing or the big climbing wall, but after a while, you got used to it. Eventually, Lorenzo and Arthur joined Charles and you in the sandbox, building various versions of sand castles. Ben sat on a chair, watching over you and the surroundings, he could never be too sure of the safety of the future king.

The time neared 6:30 pm when dinner was served, simple bread slices with what felt like a thousand versions of cold cuts and cheese. You were overwhelmed when you came into the guest dining room and the table was decked with food. Charles sat down next to you, smiling when you took your first bread slice and some ham. A servant came into the room and waited for Charles to give his okay for him to talk, when he nodded, he started: ”Miss Y/N, your parents are waiting for you outside of the castle.“

You nodded and looked at Charles, what should you do? You only started eating and weren’t finished yet.

”Tell them to come inside and take a seat, we have too much food anyway, they can join us.“

”Are you sure?“, you whispered to Charles.

He only nodded and smiled. The servant turned around and left, getting your parents. After just two minutes, they joined you in the guest dining room and sat down, but not before bowing in front of Charles and his brothers, thanking them for joining the beautiful meal.

”Please don‘t do all that, I‘m just a normal boy.“

They laughed and grabbed a piece of bread. Ten minutes into the dinner the door opened and an older woman and older men walked into the room. Your parents stood up and bowed their heads, you looked at them weirdly. Slowly Charles and his brothers stood up as well and did the same, you quickly followed them.

”Sit down please.“

So you all did just that. After a glance through the room, their glance settled on your parents.

”And who are you?“

Your father started to stammer and didn’t know what to say.

”These are Y/N's parents, they waited for her to finish dinner but I invited them to join us, we have so much anyway, I hope it’s okay Father “, Charles joined in for him.

That must be his parents then.

”Yes Charles, it’s nice to meet you, Mr. Y/L/N and Mrs. Y/L/N. You too, Y/N.“

You three nodded and smiled, you didn’t know what to do, keep on eating or wait for them to leave?

”You should join us Mummy!“, Arthur exclaimed.

The queen looked at her husband, asking whether to join them or not. With a smile, they pulled back two chairs and sat down, grabbing something to eat. Charles touched your arm and you looked at him, his smile was big and he was clearly happy that his parents joined you. The conversation flowed lightly and everyone had their laughs, it was a nice dinner. After one hour of eating, talking, and laughing your parents said that it was time to leave and get home. You pouted and stood up, just like everyone else on the table. Arthur and Lorenzo said their goodbyes and left the room, while your parents did a little bow in front of the king, queen, and Charles. You hugged Charles and waved at his parents, they smiled and waved back.

”We‘ll see each other on Monday! Maybe we can talk over the phone“, Charles said while you made your way out of the door.

”I‘d love to! Call me when you want.“

Charles nodded and waved. A servant guided you out of the door to your car, when you sat down, your parents couldn’t believe who they just shared dinner with.

”The King and the Queen! And we just had a casual dinner with them, nobody will believe us. Y/N do you even realize where you had a play date? The palace!“

”At Charles‘ house, it’s still his home. He‘s really nice Mum.“

”I agree sweetheart. He is a nice and polite boy, just like his parents. You can have more play dates if you want and his parents are okay with that.“

You nodded excitedly, you couldn’t wait to tell Charles over the phone. Soon you arrived home, enjoying the rest of the evening.

————————————————————————

It was Sunday afternoon and you jumped around in the pool, your garden offered. While your mum lounged on a lounge chair, your dad swam a few rounds in the pool, playing with you in between. The house phone started to ring and your mother got up.

”Y/N! It’s for you, it’s Charles.“

Excitedly you got out of the pool and dried your hands a little, grabbing the phone from your mother's hands.

”Charles, hi!“

”Y/N, I missed you! How are you doing?“

”I missed you too! I‘m good, enjoying the pool.“

”I‘m jealous! I wish we had a pool.“

”You should come and join me.“

”I‘m going to ask my parents, maybe someone can drive me to you!“

”Do that! My parents just nodded while hearing me speak, they‘re okay with it.“

”I‘ll go ask and call you back.“

”Yes please.“

With that, he hung up and you waited for him to call you back. You dried yourself up more and ran to your room, picking up the toys you left there this morning. Just five minutes later the house phone rang again and you answered.

”Y/N? My parents agreed! I can come to you, but only if Ben is with me.“

”That’s fine, he can play with us in the pool.“

”I‘m excited! I‘m packing my stuff and we‘ll come to you.“

”Perfect, see you soon.“

”See you.“

With that, you hung up and turned to your parents.

”He‘s coming! But with Ben, he will be here the whole time.“

”That’s okay sunshine. Should I go and make some snacks for you?“

”Yes please mummy.“

Your mum went into the kitchen to prepare little fruit and sweets snacks. Ten minutes later the doorbell rang and you excitedly skipped to the door, opening it and seeing Charles and Ben waiting for you.

”Come in!“

Both of them stepped inside the house and Charles hugged you, the hug was warm and it felt good to be hugged by him. Charles already wore his swim trunks, so you guys went to the garden after he placed his backpack in the living room. He said hello to your dad, pulled off his T-shirt, and jumped into the pool with you. For the next two hours, you swam through the pool, splashed each other, and just had fun. Taking breaks in between and eating the snacks your mum prepared. He was a lovely boy, polite to your parents and always funny.

Ben sat on the garden furniture, watching Charles and talking to your parents. Your parents loved having Charles and Ben over. They, again, were surprised at how polite he was. He was just a normal boy, they didn’t remember often that they had the future king in their backyard.

When dinner neared Charles and Ben decided to stay, Charles didn’t want to say goodbye yet. While your mum cooked dinner, you and Charles sat in your room playing with a few toys you had. While you both were eleven, you still liked to play with toys, but slowly you leaned more towards being a teenager. Charles was very much into playing with toys, technology wasn’t something that was big in the palace, but you didn’t mind. Being a teenager meant having your first crush. You fancied Charles a lot. You thought he was cute, handsome, and funny. You couldn’t help but fall in love with him, at least how an eleven-year-old girl can fall in love.

Dinner was ready and you all sat around the table, your mum cooked an easy pasta dish you loved, but looking at your guests, they seemed to enjoy it as well.

It was time for Charles and Ben to leave and return to the palace, school started early tomorrow anyway. You were sad to say goodbye, but with a hug, it was all good. You loved being close to Charles.

You couldn’t wait for school, where you would see Charles again.

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