10 Works in Jealous Pierre Gasly
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i was enchanted to meet you by strongestavenger, yukierres for your_littlesecret
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
05 Dec 2025
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Mr. Charles Leclerc, not quite yet one and twenty and the middle child of the late Marquess of Calais, was not well known for his elegance. Or at least, no one had commented on it before. Many had commented on his fair singing voice, or his extraordinary talent on the pianoforte, and even on his speed at arriving on the dance floor, but no had ever called him elegant.
‘And,’ Charles thought as he collapsed on to his bed, ‘no one ever would after that incident.’
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In the middle of the busy season, Charles and Pierre meet. Their story develops in a most...peculiar manner.
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Yuki tidak bodoh. Tidak untuk ketua OSIS sekolah mereka dan tidak juga untuk sang ketua ekstrakurikuler basket.
ceritanya yuki lagi diperebutin Max dan Pierre :3
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- Part 1 of Not for Sale — piece by piece
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Esteban y Pierre siempre fueron inseparables… hasta que un nuevo año escolar, un poco de fútbol y algunas fotos inesperadas comienzan a complicar su amistad.
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No fue una palmada. Ni un empujón. Fue apenas un roce, solo una caricia breve. justo en el centro de la espalda.
No es accidental. No en ese contexto. No con esa historia entre ellos.
Una caricia breve, muda, contenida. Apenas la yema de los dedos sobre la tela del buzo.
Esteban no se detiene, no dice nada. Sigue su camino como si nada.
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Knee Deep In The Passanger Seat And You Are Eating Me Out, Is It Casual Now? by starsnoopy
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
23 Apr 2025
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Yuki had a crush on his collegue, Pierre, since he got the job five years ago. Pierre clearly has a soft spot for him, but not for his best friend Alex, always glaring at him whenever he's near Yuki.
Will a night to the club resolve years of sexual tension and unsaid words?
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swell of the first stare
idiom, commonly used in the Regency era
1. a very fashionable man.
(or: Charles and Pierre take a trip around the continent and meet a special guest.)
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- Part 2 of The Regency Universe
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Charles meant everything to him. Pierre couldn't fix him, knew Charles was reaching his limit; he had tried everything but nothing worked, not rehab, not therapy, nothing. You could only hold so many interventions before people gave up. Everyone had, everyone except Pierre.
Pierre would never give up on him.
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I am putting a heavy TW on this fic, it's darker and messier than anything I've written. Heavy angst, descriptions of heavy drug use, suicidal thoughts/attempts and self-harm - if you are triggered by any of these subjects, please refrain from reading this - and check out the tags before you start reading. Thanks. xSeries
- Part 1 of Piarles works
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Well…there she was. Yuki. Yuki, who had managed to take her heart by storm.
Nestled among the cheering Alphatauri engineers and mechanics, was the short Japanese girl- clad in a white race suit, her nose scrunched up cutely as she laughed exuberantly, cheeks tinted cherry-pink. As Yuki’s enchanting laugh rang through her veins, a certain warmth Pierre couldn’t comprehend spread through every crevice of her, filling her up with fondness.
Pierre had come to congratulate her former teammate on her sensational sixth place, but she could not find the will to walk up to the garage, she stood rooted to her spot. Pierre’s eyes lingered on Yuki’s plush lips.
Aka: an emotionally constipated Pierre finally decides to make a move on Yuki.
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He sighed heavily, completely annoyed at absolutely everything, dwelling entirely on it because…well, he’s never been one to let go of things that easily when his phone buzzed. It was a message from Charles.
Charles.
The golden boy of the sport after Max Verstappen.
He got to finish the race, he got a podium.
Pierre felt pathetic at the thoughts that started to swirl around his mind about his boyfriend.
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- Part 1 of ❤️Formula 1 One Shots❤️
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Pierre watched Mick's hand grasp Esteban's shoulder, how close he leaned to whisper in his ear, the way Esties smile grew. He watched how their bodies seemed to gravitate towards each other. Every brush of their shoulders and knock of their knees, the way elbows lightly jabbed into sides and fingers gazed. He hated the tendril of bitterness that curled in his stomach.