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shinobus-left-eye · 8 months ago
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"Leave it to me. I wouldn't make you sad like this. I'll always make you laugh."
this event story has singlehandedly turned me into a nikiP y'all, MIKI KUROSE MY BELOVED
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krazykiki05 · 1 year ago
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Niki Lauda: An Event to Remember
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"Niki, I have something to tell you." Emily says in German. Niki glances at his wife before returning his eyes to the road. She was a worried look on her face.
"How important is it? Can it wait until we get to the hotel?" Nikki responds in the same language. Emily thinks for a moment. She messes with her index finger's nail.
"I-uh-I guess it can." Emily mutters in English. Nikki sighs.
"I don't mean to upset you. But it seems important and I want to give you my full attention." Niki defends himself in English. Emily nods.
"I understand." Emily says in German. She gazes out the car window.
"Your German is getting better." Nikki compliments in English. "The words are getting faster."
"Danke."
Once at the hotel, Nikki starts stripping of his uniform. "What was it you wanted to tell me?" Nikki asks in German. Emily takes a breath. Nikki was now in a white shirt and underwear.
"I'm pregnant." Emily just blurts it out. Nikki takes a moment to process this. Emily at and there, frozen in nervousness.
Nikki smiles before walking over and giving her a big kiss. "That is great! I'm happy." He says. Emily sighs of relief.
"Oh Nikki. You're going to be a great dad." Emily says, wrapping her arms around her husbands neck. Nikki smiles again, placing his hands on her waist.
The couple now sat on the couch and watched TV after eating dinner. "What promoted you to take a test? You were showing no symptoms." Nikki asked. Emily lightly chuckles
"I have been throwing up a lot recently. You just don't see it because it before you wake up and while you're racing. And half of my favorite foods make me want to gag when I smell them. Also I was late." Emily answers.
That night, the couple slept cuddled together. Emilys head laying on her husbands chest. She was fast asleep. The driver on the other hand? He was wide awake. He was thinking about becoming a dad. Becoming a dad with this woman. Nikki wonders sometimes if he would have chosen her at will instead of being forced into a marriage. She was nice, caring, pretty, and supportive of his work. He was attracted to her and cares for her. But he's seen other women in the streets on in the stands at races who are equally as beautiful, and wonders if what if they were the one. Because he wanted to go up to them and flirt but couldn't. Nikki realized he liked the idea of being married. Someone to share his victories with and to be there for him when he loses. People like to call him a rat for how he looks, being married tells the public he's good enough to get a woman to love him.
Nikki stops dwelling on the hypotheticals and moves on to thinking about him being a father. Nothing in the world could prepare him for this. He doesn't even have an idea how to be a god dad. His father wasn't the best role model. He only has a couple of months to prepare.
Nikki holds his wife tighter before drifting off to sleep.
The next morning Nikki awoke as usual. Emily was already up and around. Nikki saw his uniform was already laid out on a chair along with his shoes. Emily was in the kitchen. "Good morning, darling." She greets in German. "Coffee is made and breakfast is almost ready." She says in English. Nikki nods
"I'm going to take a shower first." He mutters.
Nikki emerges from the bathroom in nothing but a towel, his hair dripping wet. Breakfast was done so Emily was cleaning up. He stops her by putting his hands on her waist. Emily turns around to face him. Nikki plants a sweet kiss on her lips. "How are you feeling?" Nikki asks in German.
"Okay. Just a little nauseous." Emily answers. Nikki let's his thumb carress her stomach. "What the plan for today?" She asks.
"Practice race with James and Andretti then a press conference with both. So I better get ready."
Nikki drove them to the track. There, they were greeted by the head mechanic. "Nikki! Emily! Good morning!" His Italian accent was thick. The couple greet him witch cheek kisses. "Ms. Lauda I hope you're feeling better from yesterday." He says. Emily chuckles while Nikki looks confused. Even his mechanic knew she was off?
"Well I won't be feeling better for the next 9 months if you know what I mean." Emily hints. The mechanic gasps.
"Oh my- that's a great news! Congratulations!"
James watched from his tent Emily rush behind Nikkis tent and cough up her breakfast. Nikki was too far behind, holding her hair. The episode didn't last very long and Nikki started asking her if she was okay in German. Emily was nodding and saying she was fine in English. Nikki then yelled at someone for water. "Nikki! Nikki. I'm fine. Don't worry about me and just have a good practice." He heard Emily say. Nikki didn't look convinced. He made her sit down and handed her a bottle of water. Then he had to go. James decides to walk over and make sure everythings okay. Just because he had beef with her ratty husband, doesn't mean he has to be a dick to her. "Emily!" James calls. Emily smiles at him.
"James! How are you?" Emily stands up.
"I'm great! I'm ready for today. I just came over to ask if you're okay." James asks. Emily grimances.
"Oh l. You saw that. Yeah uh, I'm fine it's just that.. We're expecting." James eyebrows raise.
"Wait! Really? That's amazing!" James gives her hug. Emily chuckles. "Congratulations!"
"Thank you. So dont kick his ass too hard now that he has a family to come home to."
PRESS CONFERENCE
Nikki points to a reporter in the middle. "Is it true that you are in an arranged marriage? And that your wife is pregnant? Did you force that upon her?" Gasps came from the crowd. Nikki was speechless. So was James beside him. Emily was in the back, hidden away. Her hand covered her mouth. Where the fuck did they get that information? And where did the last question come from?
Nikki starts speaking the first thing that comes to his head. "The origins of our marriage is none of your business. I cherish my wife very much and am very lucky to have her in my life. Yes we recently got pregnant but I don't know how you found out. I also don't know where that bullshit question came from of me raping my own wife. I have not and will not force her to do anything she is not comfortable with. I'm done here." Was the last thing Nikki said before standing up to leave. James leans in to his mic.
"Fuck you!" He growls before following Nikki. Emily rushes out as well. The reporters notice and start to stalk her.
"Nikki!" James calls.
"I have to find Emily! We need to get out of here." Nikki thinks out loud while rushing down the hallways, searching for his wife. James wasn't too far behind him.
"Nikki!" Emily calls, searching for her husband. It was difficult being surrounded by reporters shouting questions at her.
"How far along are you!?"
"Did he force you to marry him!?"
"Is he forcing you to have his baby!?" Emily started to panic. All she wanted to do was break down and scream at the top of her lungs. Finally, she spotted a familiar red jumper.
"Nikki!" She calls louder. Nikki hears it and pushes through the crowd of reporters and holds his wife. She buries her face in his neck.
"Stay strong." He says in German in his ear. James bulldozed through the crowd
"HEY! BACK UP. BACK UP." He bellows. Scared reporters do as he says. He turns to Nikki.
"Get her out of here, I've got your back." Nikki nods and starts speed walking to the car. All while shielding his wife from the cameras.
He opens the door and pushes her into the car before running around and getting in the drivers side. He locks the doors. Reporters bang on the car for answers. Still shouting questions. Nikki holds his wife as she breaks down. "Nikki!" She cries. He squeezes her.
"Shh. I know. I know. I'll get us out of here." He mutters in German. He starts the car and starts to drive slowly, causing reporters to move. He maneuvers the car with one hand while he other arm stay wrapped around his wife.
Once they got to the hotel, Nikki looked around to make sure there was no reporters around before getting out.
Once they they shut and locked the door, Nikki held his wife who started sobbing again. "Nikki why would they say that?" She whimpers. Nikki places a kiss to her cheek.
"They are just looking for crappy media. I will go and clear everything up tomorrow. You don't have to worry." Nikki assures.
"Tell then the truth, Nikki." Emily says, still resting her head on her husbands shoulder. "Tell them how our marriage is arranged. For money for racing. But also tell them how we did fall in love with each other." Nikki pulls away from the hug.
"You father will kill me." Emily shakes her head and sniffles.
"I'll talk to Papa. He'll understand." Emily promises. Nikki places both hands on each side of her face, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears.
"I know it's going to be hard, but I need for you to relax. For the baby. I will take care of all this. Go lay down and try to clear you head. Don't turn on news." Nikki demands. Emily nods before walking off.
"Hey. It's Nikki. I need a press conference tomorrow. Just me. All of this shit needs to be cleared up. No, no. She's not coming. Because I said so. Just make it happen."
The next day Nikki called in staying he would go to practice. Everyone understood. James also called in to attend Nikkis press conference.
"I am here today to address the rumors regarding my wife. About our marriage. About her pregnancy. So I'm going to start at the very beginning.
Yes, we had an arranged marriage. It was the only way I would get money from her father for racing. Upon meeting my future wife, I could already tell I was going to have a happy life. She was gorgeous, and made me laugh. She has supported my career and has done everything she could for me. I wouldnt trade her for anyone else.
Now, as for the pregnancy. What can I say? Married people have sex." There was a slight chuckle over the crowd. "That's how most of us came to be here. Unplanned? Sure. But not disappointing. We are both excited to welcome our first born.
I don't know what kind of man you take me for, but I don't rape my wife. All of the many, many, time we have had sex," Nikki pauses for the chuckles, "has all been Consented and wanted by both of us. Despite our arranged marriage." Nikki glances to his left by accident, and saw his wife standing beside the background. The Same wife he told to stay home and safe. But he decided to use it. He gestured to her to come up there with him. Emily started walking up the stairs. He turns back to the reporters. "I can't believe we live in such a disgusting world where I had to come up her and say this. The same world I'm planning to raise my child in."
Nikki stands up, wrapping his arms around his wife's waist while she wraps her arms around his neck. They both go in for a deep kiss, posing for the camera. They hear rapid clicking of cameras. After a few seconds they pull away.
"I thought I told you to stay home?" Nikki scolds.
"You shouldn't have to go through this alone." Emily defends. Nikki looks down at her stomach, caressing it with his thumbs. He feels his wife place a kiss to his forehead. Rapid clicking can be heard again.
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scuttle-buttle · 4 years ago
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Chapter 1
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Summary: Catherine Sinclair is the younger, estranged half-sister of renowned F1 driver James Hunt. Things get a bit complicated when she decides to reenter James’ life and ends up meeting his rival - Niki Lauda. Engines ignite as Catherine finds herself caught between her feelings for Niki and the rivalry that the two men share. Will she pump the brakes or let herself crash in the inferno?
Pairing: Niki Lauda (Rush 2013) x fem!OC Catherine Sinclair
Word Count: 1k
Rating: E for eventual smut
T/W: language, eventual smut, hot second of accidental implied incest (but there is none), rivalry, mentions of substance use, F1 racing, mentions of extramarital affairs & pregnancy
A/N: So while this is OC I’ve written it as minimalist as possible so it's virtually a niki x reader, also I’m unsure if the Nurburgring crash will occur in the story. My vibe is like mixing the ‘75 and ‘76 seasons so that James is McLaren but that Niki doesn’t have the accident/will win the season. We will see how it goes.
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You made your way through the crowd of people looking for a quiet spot. The pit buzzed with excitement, each of the drivers and their crew preparing for today's race. Only those with passes were supposed to be in this section. No one paid you any mind as you wandered.
Originally you intended to find your estranged brother when you arrived. Now that you were here though you felt as though there was a rock in your stomach. You had snuck into the pit to find him and his tent was easy enough to spot, but nerves made you delay. I'll just find him after the race, you thought as you continued to watch the cars fly on the track.
The pleats in your skirt blew in the cool early spring breeze, dusting your calves. Oversized sun glasses perched on your nose, you took a minute to watch the bustle around you.
Some 30 meters away one of the drivers noticed you looking out of place. Usually when women entered the pit it was on the arm of a driver. There was something different about you. Confident stature, yet your face suggested you were unsure of yourself in the unfamiliar territory that was Formula 1. He wondered why you were alone. The man couldn't help but notice how naturally attractive you were. It was a kind of subtle beauty, rather than overemphasized like in the movies and magazines. You didn't look as though you were there to catch the eye of someone, unlike most. He turned away and resumed setting up the car.
"Hey Niki, there's gonna be a party at the Lotus hub later. You should come, have a little fun for once, " Clay offered.
"No, thank you."
"Aw come on, you always say no!"
"And yet you always ask," Niki shot back. He wanted to focus on the race and his strategy to beat Hunt.
"You need to make friends, Niki. Talk to some people. They all think you're an asshole."
"So what? Let them think I'm an asshole, I don't care."
Clay threw up his hands in defeat before leaving Niki to himself. Niki watched him walk back towards his own vehicle before beginning to turn back to his own. Looking to his left towards where you had been standing a minute before he noticed you had vanished.
Finally finding a bit of calm, you leaned against a trailer to watch the race. The drivers had all lined up in position. With a deafening blast the cars shot off along the track.
Time went rather quickly as you watched. James was neck and neck with another driver for most of it. You weren’t even in the race yet you felt alive with adrenaline. In the second to last lap you were sure James was going to place second, behind one of the Ferraris. Suddenly James pulled tight around a curve, whipping past the Ferrari by what looked like inches before settling in the lead.
The last lap blurred by with Hunt in first. He crossed the finish line mere seconds before the Ferrari. People screamed and cheered for Hunt; you yourself broke out into a grin. James celebrated at the podium with his bottle of champagne, the press eating up his theatrics.
You made your way closer to the track and your brother but stayed at a distance so as to not disturb the revelry.
"Can I help you?" came an accented gruff from behind you. Spinning, you saw one of the drivers standing there with his hands on his hips, sweaty with his red track suit partially unzipped. You hadn't realized how close you were standing to his car - the red Ferrari.
"Oh no I'm sorry - I didn't mean to be in the way…"
"You're not." He stared at you and pursed his lips. You shuffle your feet, unable to look away from his gaze. "Is this your first race?"
"How could you tell?"
"Why aren't you joining the party?" was his retort.
"I'm not really the type." He nodded once. "So that was you out there competing against the McLaren?" You weren’t quite ready to reveal that you knew James just yet.
"Yes." He really doesn't say much, does he?
Niki could sense the growing awkwardness between the two of you. "You need to be more friendly, people will think you're an asshole" Clay was always reminding him. He didn't know why but he felt he wanted to make an impression on you. Licking his lips he added "I often find myself competing with Hunt. He has talent. But he has no regard for risk. That curve was my line, I had it. He could've killed us both," Niki scowled.
Agreeing, you said "sounds about right for him. He made some ballsy moves today. It was thrilling watching the two of you compete. You're really talented."
"Thank you," his tone was cocky.
You continued to chat with the driver about the race. He explained how the points system worked to you, adding in that he and James had been neck and neck all season. Niki enjoyed your company. He found it refreshing that you actually wanted to know more about what it was he did, that you weren’t there seeking fame and attention. He was even more impressed that despite knowing very little about F1 you had some knowledge of cars. “My older brother really likes them,” you shrugged.
“Perhaps you will come to the next race?”
“It really depends on what I’ve got going on, I am a busy girl,” you laughed.
“Hopefully not too busy to come by the garage this week. I would like to hear your ideas about setting up the car.” Niki figured there wouldn’t be anything you could suggest that he hadn’t already thought of, but he liked talking with you. You seemed practical, and he was a practical guy himself.
“I don’t even know your name.”
He held out his hand for you to shake; “Niki Lauda.”
“Catherine Sinclair.”
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thatoneao3writer · 4 years ago
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By any chance could you give loose descriptions of all the TT villain/hero outfits? You don't have to go into much detail because there's a lot of people!!
When I have a chance I'd love to draw some of these idiots n I'm sure some others feel the same.
Also in the crack au spirit, I can imagine Skeppy in nothing else other than a bloody cropped hoodie because he thinks that'll make Bad notice him. 😂😂
Oh! I was actually thinking about this in the showers earlier XD
Tbh whenever I think of the TT heroes/villains' outfits, I typically just imagine them as how people usually portray their DSMP personas. But I have some ideas for certain characters tho! (And I'll think of more as I go :v) (I am so sorry if some of these won't make sense or won't look good, I'm not good with clothing T~T)
Sam would (obviously) wear a creeper mask. Like how we always see dsmp!Sam with a trident and a sword, you'd usually see hero!Sam with a multipurpose fighting stick (read: Robin's fighting stick but it has so much more use and looks like a modern day metal trident). He also has golden metal gloves with a matching bulletproof vest over a dark green hoodie since he doesn't really care for style and opts more for practicality. He wears platforms tho. Don't mess with this king.
Ponk wears his signature Supreme mask with a red tinted visor! (it is made of special material that looks like cloth on the outside but is actually sturdy metal. Don't adk me what, this is all made uo XD) His overall color scheme is red, yellow and black. The only real robot parts of his are his legs and left arm, everything is normal. But he wears a full body robot suit for extra protection. I won't say that he's bulky, that's just the suit XD
Puffy... Just imagine a modern pirate. Lmao, you know how pirates have baggy clothes? Makes those tight fitting like Black widow's thing but with a red pirate coat over the black base. Pirate hat with a plain masquerade mask! (High heels for this Queen)
Since Ant doesn't really have a civilain life, and just shapeshifts into animals, he just goes around in any comfortable clothes he could grab. (lazy cats) But you'll typically see him wearing a cozy looking soft brown turtle neck.
BBH would be wearing something similar to his dsmp skin, but it looks more like a cloak than a hoodie. It reaches down to his heels. (idk what he'll wear underneath help)
Ranboo would wear a black and white half-n-half spiderman suit white red and green eyes. His spider logo is purple that has a small golden crown on its head, as horrible the color combination may sound. (have you seen this man's house? Yeah, he designed his costume) He rarely uses his fire breath, so he doesn't bother doing anything about uncovering his mouth. (Don't ask me why I have a marvel hero in a DC au... just dont ><)
Tommy in a spandex what will he dooooo. He's Kid Flash what do you expect me to do?? His color scheme is red white and yellow. More white, least yellow.
Dream would just wear a neon green hoodie and his mask. But he does have a unitily belt that carries all his dangerous weapons. Also, he has a huge ass gun strapped behind his back.
Sapnap would wear something similar to BBH, but his is red with a hint of faded orange at the bottom. And it only reaches to his knees. He's wear black boots, skinny jeans and a plain white shirt underneath. I dunno if this man has style or nah. He also keeps his face demonic (four red eyes and fangs). Oh, not to forget his horns and white bandana tho!
I'm keeping the Skeppy crop top costume XD. He'd also have diamonds covering the top of his face like a painted glitter mask lmao.
Quackity won't have a costume because that would ruin his element of surprise.
Velvet... I got nothing man, please help me T~T
Niki would wear spandex too (Imagine miraculous lady bug but cooler), but with scaley accents on her hands and feet which makes it look like she's wearing gloves and boots. Her color scheme is very light blue, very light pink, and very very subtle yellow. And scaley blue mask!
If you have suggestions or better ideas, please don't be shy to tell me! I'm happy to hear some much more better deaigns than these ones. And if you ever want to draw the TT AU characters, you don't have to follow my descriptions, I would love to see your own twists and designs for them!
Anyway, I feel like I did terrible and I just wish what I described were legible and understandable lmaooo. I hope they look better than I think (i think its terrible-)
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