#gasly gifs

[norrisleclercf1]

Daddy? Daddy.

Pairing: Dad!Pierre x Reader

Warnings: Slight smut, daddy used in sexual term

Request: Yes/ No

A/N: haven’t written in forever so I apologize if this isn’t up to par with my other works.

It wasn't often that you woke before your husband, yet here you lay watching your husband sleep. His chest moved up and down slowly, looking so peaceful that waking him would be a crime. The soft whimpers from the baby monitor, you sitting up and slowly untangling yourself from Pierre’s hold.

Padding down the hallway, you open the nursery door and smile at your baby girl, Coralie. Smiling down at your little 4-month-old girl, she had her father’s bright blue eyes and sandy hair that made you see his mirror image sometimes.

“Good morning, my little dove, hungry?” You whisper, knowing it is around her feeding time as you move about back to your bedroom and sit down as you start to feed your little girl. You feel a weight on your legs and look down, seeing Pierre’s arm laying your leg as he is still deeply asleep.

Smiling, you play with his hair as a ghost of a smile covers his face but soon disappears as he relaxes back into sleep while you finish feeding Coralie. She whines loudly, feeling full, and you move, but Pierre’s head snaps up, making you let out a small yelp from surprise.

“I've got her.” He grumbles, going to get up to get her, but you grab his arm.

“Pear, she's right here; I was feeding her.” You whisper, making his sleep-filled eyes look between you and the baby.

“Oh.” He whispers as you giggle and place soft kisses over his face waking him up slowly as he moves to lay on his back.

“Give her here.” He grumbles, voice thick with sleep but reaches out for his daughter, who gurgles for her daddy.

“Good morning, my petit Coeur. Did you sleep well?” He asks, laying her down on his bare chest as she makes noises and makes herself comfortable.

“I have to get ready, Pierre. Are you okay watching her?” You mumble, seeing Cora is starting to fall asleep again.

“Don't insult me, and I'm her father. If I can't handle taking care of her, I don't deserve to be her father.” He grumbles, and you shake your head.

Pierre always hated the narrative that fathers don't need to do much in their child's lives or that people be surprised to see the father being just as active as the mother. So him being bitchy about your comment was in character for him as he sat up slightly to answer some emails.

Going into the bathroom, you stood in front of the sizeable wall-to-wall mirror, unable to tear your eyes away from Pierre and your baby. There was something about him, seeing him lay in bed looking so damn normal, that made you want to jump his bones.

Pierre sensing your eyes on him, looks up, giving you that lazy half-smirk that makes your heart flutter as you start the shower.

“Rude, you gave me the baby knowing I can't get in the shower with you!” Pierre laughs, making you laugh as well.

“I’m sorry, but I need a shower.” You tease, making him curse in French as he calms Cora down.

Stepping into the shower, you start to wash your hair when you feel cold air hit your back but soon, a warm body presses into you. Leaning back the chest, you smell his favorite cologne and turn, pushing water off your face.

“Where’s-” “She’s laying on the bed with pillows around her so if she turns, she won't fall off the bed, and also, the baby monitor is right next to the shower door. She's safe, my love.” He whispers, kissing your forehead.

“Besides, we rarely get time anymore, and just as t a shower with you.” He smiles, grabbing your shampoo and pouring it on his hands.

“Turn.” He whispers. You turn as his fingers weave into your hair and start to rub it in; he was right, though.

You both rarely had time for each other; with his race schedule and the baby, you rarely had time to be with each other. You both loved Coralie so much, but you mourn the time you both used to have; it was still there once in a while, but it wasn't the same.

The stolen kisses, the being able to be with each other anywhere and any time in your house, or traveling the world randomly with just a single say. You missed it, but this..... this was priceless and something you wouldn't change for the world. You knew Pierre was still adjusting; whenever he'd come back from the race, he would forget that Cora was here until he'd hear the familiar whines before snapping into father mode.

Pierre rinses your hair as he watches you and can't help the semi he gets making you laugh when you accidentally press into him.

“Come here.” you giggle, pulling him down for a kiss as he backs you up into the wall; taking advantage of him being distracted, you slide your hand down to his cock and slowly wrap your fingers around him.

Pierre groans, pulling his lips off you and resting his forehead against you as you slowly pump him. His arms cage you as he tries hard not to rest his weight on you in the shower, he finally hardens, and you move your hand faster, kissing his neck and lips, trying to help him relax as you feel the familiar twitch of him.

“Baby, I’m... I’d fuck im about to come.” He groans, and you bite your lip, nodding as you move his hand faster as his muscles tighten, finishing in your hand.

“Feeling better, daddy?” You ask innocently, teasing him.

“The hell?” He asks, shocked, making your laughter bounce around the walls.

“I’m sorry...I had to!” You choke out as he stares at you, trying not to laugh himself.

“I guess since having Cora, it lost its appeal, huh?” You ask as he grumbles, turning the shower off about you ruining the moment.

“Oh, come on, daddy! Don't get mad!” You tell as he yells at you to stop laughing now too.

“Daddy!” You yell, laughing even harder.

“STOP!” He yells as you chase him around the bedroom, as you both soak in the memory.

#f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 imagine #f1 2022 #f1 scenario #formula one #pierre gasly #Pierre gasly imagine #team gasly #gasly #alpine #f1 Pierre gasly #pierre x reader #Pierre gasly smut #dad!pierre

[itsgxsly]

DON’T BE SCARED

Summary: you and pierre seek comfort in each other during the red flag of suzuka 2022

Pairing: pierre gasly x reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 561

You had accompanied Pierre to the Japanese GP, since this year you were a little freer from work and could attend more races to support him.

So you were in the garage at alpha tauri watching your boyfriend in the garage in his car ready to go racing. You had to admit that you were scared in this race. In the years that you had been dating Pierre, you had been to some races in the rain, but the Suzuka circuit in these conditions did not bring back the best memories for anyone.

The lights went out and you saw your boyfriend leave the pit lane once the rest of the cars had already left. There were several accidents at the start of the race, you saw Carlos Sainz and Sebastian Vettel crash into the barriers and you prayed that your boy did not suffer the same.

You almost gasped when you heard Pierre's radio after driving past that tractor and taking what looked like a piece of barrier. You put your hands to your mouth, your eyes already watering when you heard your boyfriend's voice talking pissed off about how he could have been killed because of that tractor.

You approached where some of the engineers were, who gave you a look mixed between pity and relaxation. You waited there knowing that with the red flag your boyfriend would have to go back to the garage to wait for the race to resume.

You sighed shakily as his car pulled into the alpha tauri garage and he got out, removing his helmet and breathing angrily. You saw him automatically go to the engineers and his team leader, complaining pissed off about the accident that could have happened and how he could have died. When he finished, he started walking directly towards you, having already seen you and almost invisibly relaxing his features as he looked at you. When he got to you he grabbed your hand and walked with you next to him to a secluded spot in the garage so you two could talk. You stood facing each other and Pierre placed his hands on your waist squeezing to try to relax. At the same time you placed your hands on his face caressing his cheeks with your thumbs trying to calm both of you when you noticed your eyes watering.

"Don't cry mon amour" Pierre said leaning his forehead on yours at the same moment he saw you about to cry.

"I was very scared. I thought you had hurt yourself” you whimpered.

“Don't be scared, amour. Everything has been left in a scare okay” Pierre calmed you down hugging you as much as he could.

You closed your eyes sighing, letting fall a few tears that Pierre kissed, following a trail until it reached your lips, where he left you a tender but passionate kiss, the two of you wanting to feel each other after the bad moment.

"I love you. Please try not to scare me like that anymore” you told him when you parted ways.

"I'll try mon amour. I love you so much, thank you for being here” Pierre spoke, the two of you calm now, although there was still talk about the accident, but you decided to let it go at that moment, preferring to enjoy being close to your boy regardless of what happened.

#f1 weekend #formula 1 #alpha tauri #gasly #imagine #pg10 #pierre gasly #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly blurb #pierre gasly x you #pierre gasly x y/n #f1 blurb #f1 2022 #japanese gp 2022

[charlesslut16]

-its over-

summary : you break up with pierre...

PAIRING : pierre gasly x fem!reader

WARNINGS : angst, includes curse words

masterlist

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Pierre, your boyfriend of 2 years would always put you last, his friends, racing and his girl best friend would always come first, and you had an enough of his behavior.

Today was the last straw, it was your birthday and all your friends and family were here celebrating it with you, but pierre. Your own boyfriend. He couldn't even bother to come to his own girlfriend's birthday.

You checked your phone, went on Instagram, because you got a message that he posted a story. You opened the story and saw him with his friends and his girl best friend at the club. 

"Happy fucking birthday to me" you laughed as you cried. Your tears running down your face, but you couldn't seem to stop.

Pierre and you shared an apartment, you grabbed your bags and started shoving your clothes in the bag. One after another. Until none of your clothes were in the closet.

You had absolutely enough of his shit.

You heard the door unlock, the keys jiggling and the door closing again. Not only that, but you realized he was here. 

"Fuck" you sighed because you were hoping to leave before he arrived. You could trow that in the bin.

"Shit!" you hear pierre curse in the living room, he probably saw all the birthday decorations in the living room and in the hall.

He bursts into the bedroom, looking at you. Then he looked at all the packed bags. "Mon coeur... I'm so, so fucking sorry."pierre slowly walked up to you, he tried to grab your hand, but you pulled it away.

"Don't 'Mon coeur' me. I'm done. I'm really done, this was the last straw. You say, as your voice cracks, and you started tearing up. Your tears now streaming down your face.

"You always put me last, you go hangout with your friends and your girl best friend for the whole week but when you hang out with me, it's not even for 5 minutes.

You wiped your tears. "I was hoping you'd change, but I was wrong. You forgot your own girlfriend's birthday." you scoffed, grabbing your bags and heading out.

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PIERRE POV : 

fuck, it's all my fault, all my fucking fault. She was so right about me putting her last, and everyone else. She was right that we didn't even talk for 5 minutes anymore.

I didn't know what to say, I tried to stop her, which was absolutely stupid because she had every right to leave, I watched the love of my life leave and it was all my fault.

"FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!" I screamed out, punching the wall multiple times, how could I be so fucking stupid? How? She did everything for me, she left her damn family for me and moved across the country for me.

I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, hoping she'd pick up, so we could talk this out. I know that sounds shitty, but I can't live without her. She is the light of my life.

"fuck..." it goes to voicemail, her beautiful voice telling to steak after the peep, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

"I'm so sorry, y/n" looking at the picture of us, by the bedside. The picture was taken on our 1-year anniversary. Her sitting on my lap while all our friends and family sat around us in the restaurant.

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It was now the next day, zero sleep, I cried all night, hoping she had come back, or she had forgotten something, but I got nothing. I tried to call her several times yesterday and in the night but no response.

Not a call. Not a text, nothing. She didn't post on her socials, where she would always post something going on in her life. Not even her family or friends posted something.

I called and texted, her coworkers, her friends, her best friend, her family. Everyone she knows, but no one heard from her. Not even her best friend.

I've tried every place. Our favorite place. The place where we first met. Her favorite restaurant, but she's gone. She really is. 

She must have really meant it when she said this was the last straw, I was immature, and now I lost the best thing that ever happened to me. Ever.

I gave up searching for her, I walked back into our shared apartment. Laying on our bed. Looking at photos of her on my phone, crying as I realize I lost her forever.

My phone pinged, and I looked up and saw a message from y/n. Instantly, I clicked on the message. I read it through and fell how my heart is breaking. I started crying again, while reading the message again and again.

"Stop looking for me. Let me go. It's over." that’s all it read. And it left my heart broken.

#pierre gasly #f1 angst #f1 #formula one #gasly #team gasly #gasly10 #formula 1 #pierre gasly angst #pierre gasly f1 #pierre gasly fanfic #pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly one shot #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x y/n #pierre gasly x you

[infinityerlingx]

Unresponsive

pairing- pierre gasly x (fem)reader

warnings- mentions of death (implied), car accidents, hospitals

genre- angst, fluff

word count- 3.2k

Days if not weeks of Pierre training, had all led up to this day, the biggest race of the season. You stood alongside him outside the paddock in the sun as the team got his car ready, your hand laced with his own.

Pierre’s suit hung low on his hips, the thin underlayer top covering his upper half. You wore denim shorts and one of Pierre’s AlphaTauri shirts tucked in.

“You ready?” You spoke, turning to face him, his body turned towards you. “Your last race for AlphaTauri?” A saddened look took upon his features, you knew he was looking forward to a fresh start, but leaving his team behind, it would take a while for him to readjust. Your hand cupped his cheek, stroking your thumb ever so carefully over his beard.

“Yeah” Pierre let out a deep sigh. “I just need to focus on this race and then it starts looking up from here” A small smile settled on his lips.

“Pierre, be ready to go in 10” You heard one of the team members shout. Your hand dropped from his cheek. He began walking back into the paddock, you followed suit. You watched as he pulled his suit up, covering the upper half of his body, fastening it up tightly. You sat yourself down on a tall chair in the room as Pierre finished getting himself ready and making small talk with the engineers.

He finished getting ready and you knew he only had a couple of minutes before he needed to get into the car, he made his way back over to you, settling himself between your thighs, his hands found your hips.

“Stay safe, okay?” You spoke softly, wanting nothing bad to happen to him. Pierre nodded, he knew that you got worried about him when he raced, you couldn’t help it.

“I will do mon amour” Pierre replied.

His hand cupped your cheek, bringing your face closer to his own as he slowly pressed his lips to yours.

“Don’t worry too much” He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. “Je t'aime chérie”

“Je t’aime” You replied, pulling him into you for a hug. Your arms wrapped around the back of his neck. His head nestled in the crook of your neck.

“Pierre, 3 minutes” You heard one of his team shout. Pierre reluctantly let go of you, before quickly pressing a kiss on your forehead again.

He stepped back from in between your legs, going over to the drawers in the room, pulling out his gloves and balaclava, you slid off the chair, walking to the other side of the room, grabbing his helmet and taking it over to him. As you walked back he was putting the earphones in. He took his helmet before mouthing a quick thank you to you. He leant forward pressing a quick kiss to your lips, before putting the rest of his uniform on.

You wandered to the front of the paddock, turning towards the car which was on full display to you. You watched as Pierre made his way to the car, with the help of his team he got himself in, getting comfortable and putting a thumbs up to them as a thank you.

The race started 5 minutes after that, you watched the race on the screens. Pierre’s team talking to him every so often, sometimes letting out laughs at something he had said.

After many laps, Pierre had pulled in for a quick pit stop, the team ran out fixing what needed to be done, before you could even react he was off again. It always amazed you at how quickly the team worked.

Another 20 minutes had passed with no issues whatsoever, Pierre was doing so well and you were so happy for him.

However, as he came up to a corner, he mustn’t have decreased his speed, the car slamming head on into the wall in front of him. The whole front end of his car smashed off. You felt time stop completely, your heart shattering.

Everything seemed to be muffled however you could make out the team shouting his name. Your vision went blurry with the tears forming in your eyes. Everyone seemed to be moving in slow motion.

“We need a medical car out now!” You heard another team member shout.

Your eyes struck onto the car that was leaving the pit lane in a hurry to go to Pierre’s rescue.

The crew were still trying to get him to respond, as you stood back and looked at the television again. The worst possible scenario was right in front of your eyes, you could possibly be watching your boyfriend die in front of you, and on a screen.

The tears started flowing freely as you watched the scene unveil. You saw the medical car reach Pierre, the medics jumping out and going straight to the car.

The race was put on hold for a while as the medical staff attended to Pierre, the rest of the drivers coming back to the pit lanes, parking up and getting out of the cars to see what was happening.

You were shaking, panic clearly evident on your face and the way your body was reacting. You felt like your heart had just stopped. Watching the medical staff pull Pierre’s limp body from the car, resting him on the ground away from it, just in case it went up in flames. In the worst case scenario, it did. Just as they got him away.

You couldn’t watch as they took his helmet and balaclava off, not wanting to see his face, just in case.

“Y/N?” You heard someone shout, a french accent, but not the french accent you were hoping for. Spinning round you were met with a worried Charles Leclerc. “What happened? We got told to come back here after an incident, I saw everyone but Pierre. Is he okay?” He asked, concerned.

“I don't know Charles, everything was going okay and then he just smashed into the wall, now he’s unresponsive, the cars on fire and I don’t know what to do” You sobbed. Charles sighed and pulled you into him, tears now streaming freely down your cheeks, your breath hitching in your throat. “What if he’s dead?” You mumbled, the worst possible outcome coming to your head “He promised me he’d come back to me” You whispered.

“Oh Y/N, I’m sure he’s okay, he’s a strong guy” Charles tried to ease your mind. You pulled away from the hug, looking up at the television. The camera still on your boyfriend.

An ambulance had pulled up next to him, a stretcher next to his body, you watched as they lifted his body up, placing it on the stretcher, an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.

Charles had watched as they did so, pulling you back into his chest, a hand on the back of your head, keeping you close as you felt so broken.

“I need to go with them, I need to know he’s okay” You sobbed into Charles’ suit.

“I’ll take you, I’ll forfeit my place in the race” Charles spoke softly.

“Charles. No. I won’t let you give up a chance of winning for me” You spoke.

“Y/N, you know luck is never on my side, plus i’d rather you see him and know that he’s okay, it’ll mean more to me than getting 11th place or something” You stifled a short laugh.

“Thank you Charles. It means so much” You smiled giving him another hug. Charles set off a few moments later, telling his team about what had happened and he was forfeiting. His team trying to convince him otherwise, as you had done, but he wasn’t having any of it. He got himself changed into normal clothes and met you back outside. You grabbed a change of clothes for Pierre. You had asked which hospital Pierre had been taken to. Putting it into the maps in your phone, syncing it to Charles’ car and within 10 minutes of the ambulance leaving with Pierre, you were on your way.

Charles could sense your anxiety as he was driving, the way you couldn’t sit still, chewing at your nails and the sniffles you let out, indicating to Charles that you were still crying.

“Y/N, I'm sure he’s okay, we would’ve heard something if not” Charles spoke.

“Wouldn’t we have heard something either way Charles, I just want to know if he’s okay, I can’t lose him” You spoke the last few words so quietly, hoping Charles wouldn’t hear you, but in that case, he did. He didn’t have any words inside of him at that minute to try and comfort you, it finally hit him that if anything happened to Pierre, Charles would also lose a best friend.

You arrived at the hospital 5 minutes later, Charles dropped parked up and you both walked quickly towards the entrance. You found the reception desk, asking the woman if she knew where Pierre would be. She found the room he was in and directed you on how to get there. You said your thanks and made your way down the halls to Pierre’s room.

Your heart was racing with nerves as you got closer to where Pierre was, and what lay ahead you hadn’t a clue. Not knowing anything about his condition was breaking you and you needed to see what the outcome was.

You finally made it to the room, Charles stood next to you as your hand hovered over the door handle.

“Here goes nothing” You breathed before opening the door. Your eyes landed straight on the bed. Pierre lay there, unconscious. Your heart breaking more, a doctor stood on one side of the room, filling in some form. However as he noticed the door opening, he placed his pen down, giving you a small smile.

“Is it Y/N?” He asked.

“Yeah, and this is Charles” You replied, gesturing to Charles. “How is he?”

“He’s stable. Just about, lucky the medical team got to him as soon as they did, otherwise he might’ve not made it” You couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, thanking silently that the medical staff got him out when they did. “He should be awake soon” He assured, leaving you and Charles in the room.

You let out a deep sigh. You walked over to Pierre’s bedside, pulling a chair over with you in the process, sitting down next to him. You finally saw him, not even a scratch on his face, he had the helmet to thank for that. Your hand found his own, lifting his hand to your lips, pressing a kiss to his skin. Charles had brought another chair around to sit on the opposite side of the bed.

That moment you never wanted to relive ever again, the love of your life lying in a hospital bed. It scared you so much and you honestly couldn’t be more grateful that he was okay.

“Do you want a drink? I’ll go grab us one” Charles spoke after minutes had passed and there was no sign of Pierre waking.

“Yeah please Charles, I’ll have a coffee” You replied, a small smile on your face. Charles stood from his seat, walking towards the door. “Oh, and Charles” You spoke, Charles turned to face you. “Thank you”

“Anytime” He smiled before leaving the room, the two words meaning more than you could ever express, for him bringing you to the hospital, for him keeping you calm and for looking after you.

You turned back towards Pierre, your hand lightly squeezing his.

“Pierre, mon amour, please wake up, I need to know you’re okay” You spoke softly, the tears beginning to form in your eyes once again. A few stray ones slipping down your cheeks. You closed your eyes, bringing Pierres hand up to your lips again, keeping it there, your elbows resting on the bed. “Please Pierre” You whispered into the back of his hand.

“I’m here chérie” Your eyes snapped open at the sound of Pierre’s voice, although a bit groggy from not speaking for a few hours. More tears gathered in your eyes, flowing freely down your cheeks now.

Pierre’s eyes were still closed, however the squeeze on your hand and the small tired smile that made its way onto his face, told you everything you needed.

Leaning over the bed, you pressed the buzzer to indicate to the nurses that he was awake. The nurse came in a few minutes later, taking all of his readings and asking him a few questions to make sure that he had no problems with his brain.

You stood against the counter with Charles who had come back with your coffee to find Pierre awake. He was relieved, you could tell that as he walked back in the room, you gave him a quick hug, thanking him once again for all of his help.

“Do you want me to give you both a lift back to your hotel once he’s been released?” Charles spoke as Pierre was getting his final checks.

“Are you sure? Thank you so much” You replied.

“Yeah of course, can’t exactly leave you both here” He laughed lightly.

Pierre had finally had his final checks and was ready to leave the hospital, he stood from the bed quite unsteadily. You stepped over to his side, his arm around your shoulder, Charles going to the opposite side to keep him balanced. You helped walk him from the room and down the hallways back to Charles’ car. You helped him down into the back seats of the car, sliding in next to him. The journey back to the hotel only took 10 minutes, 10 minutes of Pierre and Charles talking about the race, as if nothing had happened.

Charles dropped you both off at the entrance of the hotel. You got out of the car first and Pierre had finally getting the feeling back in his legs, getting out slowly.

“Thank you again Charles” You leant back into the car.

“Y/N stop thanking me please, you would’ve done the same for me, anyway I couldn’t leave you in that state I knew you needed to see him, so don’t worry about it at all” Charles spoke with a smile on his face. You sent him a smile back, silently thanking him again, without wanting to say it again. Pierre had heard what Charles had said, he had no idea how broken you were over the situation.

You stepped back as Charles drove off, turning on the spot and walking into the hotel, Pierre followed behind you.

You made it to the lift, Pierre stood close to you, his hand brushing yours, he quickly laced his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand lightly.

“Y/N, can we talk?” Pierre turned to face you.

“Can it wait until we get in our room please?” You replied looking at him, his gaze on your own. He silently nodded, turning back towards the lift. You both got in it as you pressed the button to your floor. The whole lift ride was silent, you couldn’t comprehend the situation and your mind was racing with thoughts. Pierre could sense it, he felt awful. The lift opened, pulling you from your thoughts as you walked off towards your room, using the keycard to let yourself in, Pierre said a quiet thank you as you held the door open for him.

The large hotel room acted more as an apartment, as you both were staying there for a few weeks, Pierre had booked the biggest room, fitted with a kitchen, lounge and 2 separate bedrooms. You walked straight over to the kitchen. Leaning your upper half on the kitchen island. Letting out a deep sigh. Pierre stood in the lounge watching you, as he took his jacket off, leaving it on the hook near the door.

You let the thoughts back into your head, you were overcome with all the emotions of today, tears slipping down your face again. All the panic and worrying you were faced with all coming out. Pierre saw you breaking in the kitchen, he walked over to your side, a hand on your back, stroking up and down your clothed back.

“Y/N, I’m still here, like I promised, aren't I? What’s the matter chérie?” He asked quietly.

“You don’t get it do you Pierre?” You choked out. “I watched you crash your car today, worse than you ever have, normally I see you get out of the car, walking around and getting over the crash as soon as” You felt yourself getting more and more upset over the situation. “But today, I watched the medics pull your body out of the car, you looked dead Pierre, I thought you were dead” You spoke so quietly. Pierre felt a lump in his throat, he didn’t realise how scary that must’ve been for you. “The crew were shouting for you, there was no reply P, I really thought that was it. I thought I’d never see or hear your voice again. I was so worried, then your car went up in flames and if it wasn’t for the medics then you probably would’ve been dead Pierre. I was so close to losing you today” You let it all out.

Pierre pulled you straight into his embrace, your head resting on his chest, your hands gripping his shirt. Pierre wrapped an arm around you, the other hand on the back of your head, keeping you close to his chest. He could feel your body shaking with the sobs you let out. Tears gathered in his eyes, no one told him what had happened after his crash, it scared him to think about, but the worst thing was hearing your side of it, how you felt. Pierre knew that your anxiety was bad when it was a harder race, plus the issues he was having with his cars at the minute. He felt awful on your behalf.

“I’m so sorry chérie” Pierre choked out. “I’m here okay? I’m never going to leave you” He dropped his hand from your head, you pulled your head away from his chest, Pierre’s hands cupped your cheeks, making you look at him. “Look at me, I’m here” He assured you. Your eyes looking at his glossy ones, no doubt that yours were the same as tears still spilt from them. He rested his forehead against your own. “Je t’aime” He roughly pressed his lips against yours, a physical way of telling you that he was still alive and still yours.

“Je t’aime tellement” You replied, kissing him back with everything you had in you. Your hands reaching up to wrap around his neck. He pulled away after a minute, wiping the tears from your eyes, a smile made its way onto your face for the first time in hours. Pierre’s hands didn’t leave your face, pulling you back into him, his lips pressing desperate kisses to yours.

“I’m never going anywhere mon amour” He assured you.

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[kingvetski]

its the raised eyebrows, the "NO WAYY" and the nodding that's killing me. love my gossiping king frr

#vetski.gif #brazil 2022 #brazillian gp 2022 #formula 1 #formula one #pierre gasly #gasly #f1 #alpha tauri f1 team #alpha tauri f1 #alpha tauri #pierre gasly x reader #daniel ricciardo #dr3 #ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x reader

[littlelando]

drivers 🫱🏻‍🫲🏼 seeing a camera and automatically winking

#daniel ricciardo #charles leclerc #Lando Norris #Pierre gasly #Gasly #Leclerc #Norris #Ricciardo #danny ric #formula one

[gaslyleclercsworld]

#piarles #scuderia alphatauri #scuderia ferrari #pierre gasly #charles leclerc #arthur leclerc #lecly #leclerc #gasly #formula 1 #ferrari #monaco #ferrari driver academy #formula 2 #formula one #formula racing #f1

[httpsaa1]

Morning - Pierre Gasly

Warnings: light mention of sex, bad french

Summary: in which reader wakes up for the first time next to Pierre

Promts(by @screnwriter): “I always wondered how it would be like sleeping with you”; “Give me a good reason to say”, “I’ll kiss you”

Pierre Gasly x female!reader

English is not my first language!

Requests are open!

You woke up by the sunlight coming through the blinds of the f1 driver’s room. You had stayed for the first time the night at your new boyfriend’s place, and now you had him soundly sleeping on top of your boobs and hugging your waist tightly, like he didn’t want you to go. He looked so beautiful and peaceful sleeping. You ran your hand through his soft hair a few times and left a faint kiss on his forehead.

You stayed like that for a bit more until you felt him shift in his sleep and saw him slowly opening his pretty blue orbs and stare back at you.

“Morning, mon trésor”, Pierre said with a sleepy voice that made you feel all funny inside. “I hope that you slept well.”

“I would have if you didn’t move so much”, you teased and he softly pinched your arm. You chucked a little bit, “I did, it was nice.” You tenderly smiled at him.

“I’m glad to hear that”, the young driver smiled back at you. “I always wondered how it would be like sleeping with you.” He said without even thinking. His remark made you both go red out of embarrassment. You had never had sex, not because you didn’t want to, but because Pierre wanted to show you that he was serious about your relationship after all the flings that he had.

“I mean-“, he stuttered and nervously scratched his head with the hand that was previously securing your waist, “you know what I mean, not in that way obviously, I-I mean of course I want to sleep with you in the other way, but…”, the softs giggles coming from your lips cut him off.

“It’s all right, mon chéri. I know what you meant.” You laughed it off and the french man left a sigh of relief, he could never think of a way of offending you(even if you didn’t) and was scared to screw it up because he wanted you to know and feel that he was dead serious about your relationship.

“I could really get used to this.”

“Me too”.

“Are you staying for breakfast?”

“Only if you make it.”

“I will if we stay five more minutes.”

“Give me a good reason to stay.”

“I’ll kiss you.”

“Fair enough.”

The blue-eyed man laughed and proceeded to kiss your neck, he continued with your jaw, then he pecked a few times your cheeks, and finally kissed your lips. It was a sweet and lazy kiss because you were still half asleep. He ended the kiss with a delicate bite to your bottom lip and brought you closer to him to sleep some more minutes before finally starting the day.

Hope you enjoyed!<33

Masterlist where I took the prompts from

#pierre gasly #pierre #gasly #fluff #imagine #pierre gasly fluff #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x reader fluff #pierre gasly x you #pierre gasly imagine #f1 #redbull #alpha tauri #pierre gasly x reader imagine

[micksradio]

@alpinef1team ↳ Pierre Gasly content incoming 📲

#gifs — mine #pierre gasly #gasly #formula 1 #f1 #alpine f1

[uniquexusposts]

Sunset paintings - Pierre Gasly

If you have a request, don't hesitate to send me a message :)

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Valentina sat down on the ground and cleaned the palms of her hand by rubbing them against each other. She grabbed the bottle of water she had brought and took a sip. It was quiet around her. She could hear the water turn into waves and slam against the cliff beneath her. A smile curved on her lips. Did she just find a hidden place to watch the sunset at?

Valentina was on holiday with her friends in Mykonos. It had been a living dream. Sun, warmth, the beaches, the food, the cocktails... She worked the entire year for this trip - alongside her study and the many breakdowns she had because it sometimes became too much for the student. She would enter her last year, luckily. However, spending this much time with her friends, became a little bit too much for her. Valentina loved her friends, but sometimes she just needed a moment for herself to recharge. She decided to go for a walk after spending a day at the pool. She had no idea how long she was walking, but this view was a good reward.

She bent her knees, pulled them to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, she was hugging them now. It used to be her favourite sitting position, but since she gained some weight, it wasn't as comfortable as before. A hurtful sigh left Valentina's mouth, letting go of her knees.

All her friends were so skinny, beautiful skinny. The last school year was breaking her, making her crave more food and less exercise. Valentina was glad to put her mental health first, and she loved her body, but seeing her toned and skinny friends... And they would complain about eating one fry too many! Her friends probably said it subconscious, but it was confronting to Valentina. She was never perfect skinny, she would never be that next Instagram model, and she did not want to be a model, but social media is ruining so many things these days. Valentina enjoyed the holiday, but her friends were complaining about how they would look because 'what if I spot a famous person and they would think that I'm fat?' Or 'I have to look good for handsome people and I have to impress them.' Her friends got attention from everyone and Valentina was just...smiling awkwardly while it all happened. She barely got attention from people. If she did, it was probably because they were messing around.

Valentina was glad she was on her own now. She could hear her friends panic and stress about their outfits already.

When the day was over, it was sunset. At that time, the night began. It was not completely dark. The sun sunk to the sea, and its reddish glow still lingered. Darkness then began more over the world.

The eyes of Valentina wandered off to the person who sat down next to her, leaving a one-metre space. Bummer, it's not so secret. The man didn't give her any attention; his eyes were focused on the sunset. Valentina licked her lips and looked back at the sunset.

The sun seemed to be a disc of gold. Many colours were discovered in the sky. Seven, to be exact. And it made it look charming. The entire sky seemed to be painted with colours. The golden rays of the setting sun fell on the water of seas, houses, nature. It appeared to be exquisitely beautiful. The sky was then covered with the setting sun's red glow, and all the objects of nature made an alarming appearance.

Valentina looked at the man next to her once again. She was curious to see how he would look at the sunset. He was wearing a white linen shirt, probably the same colour as hers. It coloured nicely with his skin. He was wearing his cap backwards; it looked pretty handsome. Valentina allowed her eyes to make the journey to his face. His eyes were steady to the horizon, face aglow with the last orange rays. His lips bear the semblance of a smile, just enough to show that he was enjoying his thoughts, whatever they may have been.

She looked back at the horizon and a soft smile curved on her lips. It is pretty. It somehow felt special to watch the sunset together. This was their sunset. Gradually, the sun sunk into the sea, and the sky's red touch began to turn. Darkness then covered the earth.

A sunset scene was basically enjoyable. The slight darkness of the sunset created a feeling of joy. The beauty of the sunset helped a poet generate many ideas and compose poems.

"It's like a painting, isn't it?" The man began to speak.

Valentina looked at him. "Hmm," she hummed. "Yes, it is. It's sad that it is a temporary painting, though."

"That makes it exclusive," he said and looked at Valentina as well. Their eyes met. "Every evening, a different artist is showing their painting."

"I can't wait for what tomorrow will bring us," she whispered. She knew who he was, but seeing him in real life, made him even more attractive.

"What brings you to this pretty remote spot?"

It seemed like he was also emptying his mind, perhaps even recharging too. "A quick recharge from reality," Valentina responded. "You?"

"Hmm, yeah, same. I've been around my family all day long, but it's enough at some point. I needed some time and space for myself, recharging for dinner."

A shy laugh rolled over her lips. "Yes, same, though. I've been spending the entire vacation with my friends, and it's enough. My patience with them is getting less by day."

"I can imagine. How many more days before you can discharge them?"

The corners of her lips turned up; she liked his vibe. "Three more days. Two and a half, actually."

"Did you enjoy your time here so far?"

Valentina nodded. "It is like I'm living in a dream. You?"

"I am enjoying every second of it. What is your favourite moment so far?" He scanned her face; she looked so pure and sweet.

She blew up her cheeks and slowly blew the air out. "Probably this sunset."

"Yes?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "I'm a sucker for sunsets; I probably have like a million photos of sunsets on my phone. And probably just walking through the villages, drinking a cocktail, not thinking of my life at home. What about you? What is your favourite moment so far?"

"I think it is the day that I arrived and got to spend it fully with my family," he breathed. "Or this sunset. I can't really pick one moment."

Valentina just smiled. "That is a beautiful moment too."

The man cleared his throat, and he looked at his watch. "I don't want to be rude, but it's getting dark. And there are no lights on the path back to the village. It's probably a good idea to go back to your friends," he proposed. "Unless you obviously want to stay here, in the dark, getting lost..." He made it sound dark.

She looked away from his; it was indeed getting dark quickly. "Yeah, that's perhaps a good idea." She got up and grabbed the almost empty water bottle from the ground.

"Are you going left or right?"

"Uh..." Valentina grabbed her phone. "I don't know where I am, actually," she admitted and opened Google Maps. "I started walking; I have no idea for how long I have been walking," she shyly said and looked at the map. "To the right."

"Ah, I have to go that way as well. Do you mind if I walk with you?"

"No, of course not." Valentina put away her phone, and they started to walk, taking the right path, back to the village.

He made sure he was walking on the side of the shore, letting Valentina walk on the side of the land. "I'm Pierre."

"Valentina."

"Nice to meet you, Valentina."

"Likewise, Pierre."

"I don't want to sound cheesy, but couples go watching sunsets as a date all the time. Are we a couple now?" Pierre looked at her, having a wide smile on his face. He was teasing her.

A laugh rolled over Valentina's lips, and she pushed Pierre away from her. "I was there first," she said. "For the time we sat there, admiring the sunset, we can say that we were a couple, yes. I can cross that off my bucket list now," she played along with his bold lines. It made her smile, someone actually saw her. She was the only person there, but still.

"Ah, glad that I helped you with crossing a thing of your bucket list," Pierre gratefully said and winked.

#f1 imagine #pierre gasly #pierre gasly 10 #pierre gasly x you #pg10 #pierre gasly fluff #alpha tauri #fluff #f1 imagines #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula one #f1 #one shot #f1 one shot #love #Gasly #Gasly one shot

[lindonorris]

ok, im being a whore for gasly rn but hear me up:

dancer!reader teaching pierre some coreography and then filming and posting it (just like that video of justin b and selena)

#pierre gasly imagines #pierre gasly #gasly10 #gasly #team gasly #f1 imagine #formula 1 imagine

[sebscore]

Forget the wags, could you write something about all the drivers having massive small crushes on reader and like there’s loads of edits on social media of them looking at her with heart eyes or just general ship edits or I mean ship fan fiction that they have to read in a team challenge or something..👀

LATE NIGHT TALKING

pairings: f1 drivers x driver!reader (indirectly)

warnings: swearing. drunk drivers. lando talking about a woman.

author’s note: I AM BACK FINALLY! also I wrote this in my notes app so pls be patient 😭😭 and this is probs the closest thing I’ll ever write to romance for this series lol

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“Out of all the drivers, who would you date?” Pierre drunkenly, almost-giggly, asked the question to his fellow colleagues.

Charles, George, Lando, Alex, Carlos and Yuki nervously laughed at the shit-faced Frenchman in front of them.

“Out of the entire grid?” Charles wanted clarification.

Pierre nodded. “Like hypothetical, if none of us had partners.” He quickly added.

A silence followed. The seven men thinking of all the possibilities.

“I mean…” Lando was the first one to speak up, every head in the hotel room shooting up at him,

“and this stays between us, right?” He followed up, needing reassurance from the others, who swiftly nodded their heads.

“If like, I was single, and I could only date one of the drivers… I would date Y/N.” He confessed.

His words were met with choruses of “same” and “me too”. A small, relieved sigh left Lando’s mouth at the others’ agreement.

“Yeah, you guys are cool and all, but Y/N’s the right answer.” George snickered, awkwardly avoiding eye-contact with the group.

Charles hummed. “I’m also choosing her, but you know, cause I’m not, uh…”

“For the other side of the street?” Alex laughed, taking a swig from his drink.

“Yeah.” The Monegasque’s dimples made an appearance, grinning towards the Williams driver.

“I think she would rather die than date one of you guys.” Carlos said, matter-of-fact.

Charles, George and Lando gave him an unimpressed look, despite knowing he was speaking nothing but the truth.

“She would date me!” The McLaren driver tried saving his own ego and pride.

“She would not.” The six others immediately shot him down.

Lando scoffed at that, sitting up more straight on the bed. “Why? It’s like textbook childhood friends to lovers, or whatever Lily said at that party once.”

“You kinda sound like you want to date her.” Pierre made eyes at him, causing the younger man to lightly push him away.

“I don’t! But I’m just a little offended that you guys don’t think I could, like, you know… bag her.”

“Bag her? She’s not a fucking product.” Alex judged his choice of words, a slight disgusted expression on his face.

“You know what I mean, Albon.” Lando brushed it off, not having bad intentions. “I just think she would be a nice girlfriend to have.”

“I think so too,” Charles agreed, “she’s a lot of fun.”

“I mean- you would never get bored with her.” George hesitantly added to the conversation, feeling a little uneasy about imaging himself with his colleague.

“True.” The seven of them chorused.

“Hey, maybe we should change the topic- it’s getting weird…” Carlos suggested. The atmosphere in Charles’ large hotel room having changed drastically ever since the question had been asked.

“Yeah, good idea.” Lando cleared his throat, uncomfortably shifting on the bed.

“I would choose Pierre to date.”

“Yeah, we know, Yuki.”

#f1 fic #f1 fics #f1 x reader #lando norris x reader #charles leclerc x reader #female f1 driver #f1 x you #f1 x oc #f1 imagines #alex albon x reader #pierre gasly x reader #george russell x reader

[itsgxsly]

PERFECT MATCH

Summary: you love petting pierre's hair and pierre loves to be spoiled by you, the perfect combination

Pairing: pierre gasly x reader

Warnings: allusions to sex

Word Count: 378

You love Pierre's hair.

You loved it a few years ago with those blonde streaks he decided to get before his victory at the Monza GP. He looked so handsome with his champagne soaked blonde locks while he was receiving the first place award on the podium.

You still loved his hair to this day, already a little shorter and making him look more mature even if only two years had passed since that event. Now his hair was a shade more brown, but during the summer time, when both of you spent a well-deserved vacation on some quiet coast, his hair still reflected some blond strands due to the constant sun you received when spending days on yachts and beaches.

You also loved when Pierre lay on your chest on the hard and tired days, when all the problems he was dealing with of lack of performance, bad races and poor results overwhelmed him, and he would let you run your fingers through his soft locks, making him sigh of relaxation when he felt your nails scratching the back of his neck.

You loved tangling your hands in his hair when the two of you were wrapped in the sheets, while he makes you sigh with pleasure, his name coming out of your mouth almost like a prayer.

Certainly it had to be emphasized that in reality, you were the perfect combination.

As much as you were obsessed with Pierre's hair, he loved all the attention he could get from you when you pampered him and stroked his hair.

He loved more than anything cuddling with you after a bad run or a very tired day of interviews, and letting you thread your delicate fingers through his locks and delicately scratch his back with your nails.

He also loved so much to kiss you slowly on any occasion that you had and that you climbed your hands up his chest to place them on his neck, the path of your touch ending in his hair, your hands lovingly caressing his nape while your lips collided transmitting all the possible feelings between you.

You loved pampering Pierre so much and Pierre loved being pampered by you, even if he was with something as mundane as a simple caress.

#pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly blurb #pierre gasly x you #pierre gasly #pg10 #f1 blurb #blurb #one shot #f1 fandom #f1 weekend #formula one #formula 1 #gasly

[theyluvkarolina]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍

Part One , Part Two ' ' 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓 ' '

· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` no! you’re married to me! she’s the other woman! ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ Being in love with your friend is the best! Until your wort dream comes true.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ lando norris x friend!reader (one-sided love)

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ none!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ angsty…?

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎 ୨୧ The Other Woman - Lana Del Rey

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ sheeee’sss baaaaacckkkkk!!! so sorry i’ve left you guys high and dry! this work isn’t my favorite but definitely improved in my eyes! for my other mclaren supporters, how are we feeling with the results so far? personally, we can always improve, but I’m very happy with how they have been so far! Especially Oscar! :) (OP81 fic coming soon! 😉 )

hmmmm kinda feeling to make a part two but I will let you all decide! ;))

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y/n.jpeg pre-race-week pizza day :)) someone is now banned from the kitchen after almost setting the AirBnB on fire.

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landonorris it’s not my fault it had a hard oven to use 🙄

→ y/n.jpeg says the one that left the pizza in the oven for MORE THAN TWO HOURS??? → username1 TWO HOURS???? → username2 don’t let that man cook ever again. → y/n.jpeg trust me, i plan on it → landonorris you just don’t know real gourmet dishes. → y/n.jpeg okay buddy 💀

maxverstappen1 i think chrales met his match for worst cook

→ charles_leclerc the next race it won’t be just a inchident. → maxvertsappen1 🤐 → username3 THAT’S CRAZY 😭😭

ybsf_username WE NEED TO HANG OUT SOON :(( i don’t want to see you spend time only with this stinky man

→ y/n.jpeg DW I GOT YOU 🙏🙏 → landonorris STINKY?!?!?!

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y/n.jpeg congrats to my boy and everyone for the tremendous job they did! congrats to @ mclaren for their placement this race.

p.s. Y/Bsf/N and Lando met for the first time today! I think they like each other 🙃

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ybsf_username my gf is so pretty 😍😍😍

→ landonorris who said she’s your gf?? → ybsf_username why are you asking??? → username5 not them fighting over Y/N 💀

ybsf_username i hate him i’m gonna chop his weenie off

→ landonorris im feeling rather unsafe right now. → username4 LMAOOO

username5 SHES SO PRETTY

landonorris i don’t like your friend she’s scary.

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therealyn_ln they are friends now! nothing a little partying can’t fix 🥂

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ybsf_username okay he’s not the worst 🙄 🙄

→ therealyn_ln :)) → landonorris i’m honored → ybsf_username don’t think this would be a usual thing for me to admit mr. norris. → landonorris yes ma’am 🫡 → username11 I can’t be the only one sensing some romantic-ish tension here am i? → username12 time for your meds gram-gram!!

username6 oh god

username7 after the last post celebration post I don’t know what to expect…

username8 i’m so happy the duo is expanding into a trio

username9 someone check on Y/N

→ y/n.jpeg no need! I’m fine! → oscarpiastri how many drinks did you have again? → y/n.jpeg 12 why? → oscarpiastri yep we’re taking you home.

y/n.jpeg guys, is it normal to think you guy best friend is hot?

y/n.jpeg why don’t I like it that they are laughing together

y/n.jpeg i don’t want him to forget about me

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username10 i can’t be the only one that saw those comments… right?

y/n.jpeg i think i had too much to drink…

→ oscarpiastri you think?

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y/n.jpeg the vienna balls are pretty cool. absolutely loved it in austria! 3 days till race day :)

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username13 idk guys this rubs me the wrong way.

username14 this feels… so forcibly positive?

username15 she literally looks like the third wheel not even a friend :(

landonorris haha balls

→ ybsf_username you re literally so immature → landonorris piss off, suck these balls.

ybsf_username my girl looks so gorgeous

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charles_leclerc that is not how you say it in french.

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username18 who is that? where is y/n for pre-race-week pizza day? :(

→ username24 it’s never pre-race-week pizza day without y/n :(

username19 guys… that’s not Y/N’s hair color…

username20 call me crazy but i think that’s Y/Bsf/N

→ username21 that makes no sense… → username22 i mean, lately, lando has been spending more time with her… → username23 not only that, y/n looks like her own third-wheel to friends that just met each other. Have you seen their posts together over the past couple of weeks?

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lailahasanovic the best 🩶

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lilymhe FUNTIME FUNTIME FUNTIME

y/n.jpeg guys don’t drink if you are under 18

y/n.jpeg or 21 if you are a weird american

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y/n.jpeg guys i’m at my limit!!! and not with alcohol!!

→ username24 Y/N :((( → franciscac.gomes literally call me right now. we’ll have a pasta night! :) → y/n.jpeg what about pierre?? → franciscac.gomes he won’t mind! → pierregasly I won’t??? → franciscac.gomes now you won’t!

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y/n.jpeg pasta night with my girl is better than pizza :)

ps. thank you big brother pierre for the photos 🫶

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pierregasly anything for my girlfriend’s girlfriend

→ franciscac.gomes mwah mwah ❤️ → y/n.jpeg best honorary big brother → pierregasly normally I don’t like this… but I’ll let it slide. → franciscac.gomes 😼 😼 😼

username24 BIG BROTHER PIERRE!!

username25 i hope Y/N finds someone that loves her :(

alexandrasaintmleux sorry I couldn’t join :((

→ y/n.jpeg don’t worry alex 💕 it’ not our fault charles stole you from us

charles_leclerc what is the pasta recipe? it looks delicious 😋

→ y/n.jpeg one you can’t make and one you definitely can’t serve to alex. charles_leclerc enough. 😒 😒

y/n.jpeg men ain’t shit ladies!!

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[infinityerlingx]

Childish

pairing- pierre gasly x (fem)reader

word count - 737

Sitting opposite Pierre on the couch, you sat cross legged as he muttered words in French that you couldn’t quite hear as he was speaking so quietly.

You were in the middle of a childish argument that had just led onto something bigger. You had seen pictures of Pierre at the races, talking with some girl, who was openly flirting with him. You knew that Pierre was never going to be the man to cheat on you, that boy was down bad for you. However, your mind would not let it rest. Pierre was getting more and more irritated with your behaviour with every passing minute. Your eyes were stuck on your hands that were sitting in your lap, your fingers toying with each other, something you did when you got anxious.

“Will you look at me when I’m talking to you?” Pierre blurts out. You lift your head, eyes meeting his own. His fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance with you.

“What Pierre?” You snapped.

Pierre raises an eyebrow at your tone “Are you seriously going to act like a child?”

You let out a deep sigh, standing up from your position on the couch, not wanting to talk to him anymore. However, before you can even get a step away from the conversation, Pierre’s hand links around your wrist, turning you around to face him. You stood in between Pierre’s legs as he still sat on the couch, a smug look on his face.

“I’m going to give you two minutes to throw your tantrum chérie. Then we’re sorting this out.” He spoke, a smirk making its way onto his lips.

You suddenly felt so little in the situation, you’re the one standing looking down at him, yet the way his large hands were placed on your hips, and the smirk on his face, you knew you weren’t in control of the situation anymore.

He hooked a finger through one of the belt loops of your jeans, pulling you that tiny bit closer to him.

“Understood?”

The blush that rose to your cheeks just made Pierre more cocky. His hands dropped from your waist, you let out another sigh and stepped away from him, walking to the bathroom down the hall.

Closing the door behind you, you stared at yourself in the circle mirror. The deep shade of pink painting your cheeks. You suddenly felt bad about the whole argument, none of it was Pierre’s doing, you were jealous. Seeing another woman with him, it just didn’t sit right with you.

Before you could get any other thoughts entering your head, a knock at the bathroom door could be heard.

“You okay in there chérie?” Pierre spoke.

You shook your head, trying to clear it from any thoughts and doubts you were having, before opening the door.

“Yeah, I’m okay” You mumbled. “Shall we go talk about this then?”

Pierre nodded, walking back towards the living room, sitting back down on the couch, you followed suit, sitting down next to him. Your eyes couldn’t meet his again.

“I’m sorry” You spoke quietly. “You know what I’m like, my mind just can’t turn it off”

“I know amour, but you have nothing to worry about, you know me. I wouldn’t do anything to upset you, you mean too much to me for me to ever think about it” He replied, moving closer to you on the couch, his arm resting on the back of it. “Y/N, look at me please” You sighed, lifting your gaze to him, he noticed the small tears that had collected in the corners of your eyes.

“I never want to lose you Pierre” You spoke, a few stray tears slipping from your eyes.

“You never will mon amour” He replied, one of his hands reaching up to your cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears. “Come here” He beckoned, opening his arms to you.

You scooted over in your seat, sitting down onto Pierre’s lap, head resting on his shoulder, his arms came around your body, holding you close. “I’m sorry for calling you childish, but you need to know that you are the only one for me” He spoke softly, his french accent, more prominent than ever. “I love you and only you” He told you truthfully.

You lifted your head from his shoulder “I love you” You whispered, before pressing a loving kiss to his lips

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