#nyckierre

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Anyway I have to start writing again. I have some of the next part of Car Crash Hearts written but I'd like to work on something else for a minute.

The descriptions are awful but there's not a lot of room to expand on them.

1. Pierre majors in sports cardiology and his roommate Esteban is an athlete. Esteban ends up in F1 at the end, with Pierre as his personal physician.

2. Pierre works in the hatchery with baby dinosaurs and Esteban is on asset containment security. Disaster strikes and they're left behind when the Evac boats leave. They have to work together to get off the island.

3. Pierre is a highly advanced state of the art android and you can't really tell the difference between him and a human unless you were to open him up. Esteban is his technician and the only person in the world who can fix him/maintenance him. But something happens that ends up in Pierre and Esteban going on the run (Estie has now technically stolen this android) and they fall in begrudging love along the way.

4. Pierre is found half-turned. Esteban puts him out of his misery and finishes the job (he's been a vampire for a while). However, Pierre's other sire comes back and makes a lot of problems for them. More than they are prepared to deal with.

5. If you haven't read the first part of Car Crash Hearts, I implore you to. But yeah Pierre gets into a horrible car accident (personal, not on the track) and Esteban is still listed as his emergency contact. He's left to pick up the pieces and deal with his complicated feelings regarding Pierre while he's watching the poor guy fight for his life in a hospital bed.

6. Pierre gets into a crash on track and he ends up paralyzed from the waist down and unable to drive. There are some other medical conditions as well. He requires a full time caretaker. Nyck de Vries is who Pierre's mum ends up hiring. He's a licensed counselor, a registered nurse, and one of the best caretakers in the world. Even he is not prepared for the wonder and mess that is a broken hearted, stubborn, scorned Pierre Gasly. Angst, healing, and love abound here.

7. Train AU - Pierre and Charles grow up poor (I haven't decided on the time period yet but it's far in the past). Pierre has a plethora of medical conditions (heart condition, severe asthma, among other things) and he's unable to do much of anything at all. Charles, even as kids, always put Pierre first and stayed loyally by his side. He ends up coming up with a plan to get them to a better life and maybe finally get Pierre into a doctor...but it's unknown if Pierre will be strong enough to survive the trip. Charles tries anyway.

8. Pierre rejects Charles. Charles turns to Esteban as a rebound. Esteban is incredibly wary, but he can't deny Charles what he needs. Things get a bit hairy, Esteban gets hurt a few times, but they do work it out in the end. Estie/Charles in the end.

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Everything Ends || M || Pierre Gasly & Nyck de Vries

Title: Everything Ends

Rating: Mature (Violence).

Warnings: Blood, light gore, character death.

Pairing: Gen, Pierre/Nyck if you squint

Based on this BEAUTIFUL. STUNNING. GORGEOUS. (tw blood!!!) Piece of art work from @allphatauri - I am begging you to go reblog the art, it is beautiful and I had the honor of watching it come alive before my eyes on stream in my F1 Server <333 This fic was heavily inspired by Nyck and Pierre's story. There may be a part two with Liam and Yuki's.... B)

His heartbeat roars in his ears the moment his eyes focus on Pierre. He’s sprawled on the ground almost like a ragdoll, skin pale and visibly clammy. The twitch of his chest is faint, barely-there, with breaths that come so quickly it makes Nyck feel like he’s the one starving for oxygen.

And perhaps he is. He realizes, now, that he hasn’t taken a breath since stumbling upon Pierre’s body.

In stark contrast to the paleness of Pierre’s skin are the splashes of deep crimson splattered across his chest and dribbling down from his lips. Nyck stumbles forward, his feet betraying his mind’s need to see and understand exactly what has happened by following his heart’s hesitance at experiencing Pierre’s last moments of life.

No, no, surely not. Surely there’s something –

“Pierre?” Nyck whispers, his voice gentle and weak as he pushes himself forward, trembling legs be damned. He collapses as soon as he makes it to Pierre’s side, taking in the magnitude of the wound. There is a gash in his chest he had not noticed before, angry and red and bubbling with every breath Pierre tries to take. The blood pouring from his lips makes sense, now, with the blunt force trauma to his chest so obvious.

His lungs - they must be -

“Pierre, Pierre, please.” Nyck tries again, his voice louder and more urgent as he reaches a quivering hand forward to test the pulse at Pierre’s neck. The beat is feather soft and all but non-existent, like his heart is merely whispering within the confines of his ribs instead of singing with power the way Nyck is so used to. The way he breathes sends a shiver down Nyck’s spine and straight to the core of his soul. The inhales are wet - gurgled and shallow, with a desperation of a rasp to pull air into lungs that may not have the space left in them for oxygen anymore. The exhales are almost worse, rattling with blood that continues to bubble out from the corner of Pierre’s lips. He is choking, suffocating, on the very same blood meant to keep him alive. 

Nyck swallows a mouthful of bile and nearly vomits on the spot. He moves his hand from Pierre’s neck to the side of his face, and only then do hazy, unfocused blue eyes flutter open to meet his gaze.

“Pierre! Hang on, okay? Just hang on. I will get someone to help, just - just don’t go anywhere.” it hurts too much to say ‘don’t die’ even if that is exactly what he means. There is a spark of recognition in Pierre’s eyes that lasts the span of a heartbeat, before that clarity becomes fear, and then that fear becomes chilling horror. Nyck’s blood runs cold at the expression on Pierre’s face, and he grabs his bloody cheeks between both of his hands. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s alright.”

“Run,” Pierre chokes, coughing up an alarming mouthful of blood. He barely manages to pull in a breath to finish his plea, “Please, run. Now.”

“What? I - I will, I will run and get help.” Nyck assures him, though the fear in Pierre’s eyes only seems to grow. Confusion settles over him like a thick and heavy blanket, one that has him trapped and struggling to squirm his way out. 

A soft flicker of movement twists the shadows around Pierre’s body, and Nyck whirls around so quickly it nearly makes his head spin. A gasp claws its way up from the back of his throat when his eyes settle on another presence, a man, looming over him far too close for comfort. He startles, scrambling backwards until his hand accidentally hits Pierre’s arm, and only then does he sober up enough to recognize the man’s face. The panic quells, and his frantic breaths begin to calm as he pulls himself back up to his feet.

“Christian! Please, Pierre – something’s happened to Pierre. We need to get him help, he can’t breathe.”

Christian remains stoically calm, and Nyck watches as his eyes trail down to Pierre, still struggling for air on the ground. Nothing flickers across his face, not one single flash of surprise, of pity, of empathy -

He merely watches Pierre for a moment, head cocked to the side in interest, before his eyes finally trail their way back up to Nyck.

“I’m afraid it’s too late for him, Nyck. He made his bed, and now he has to lie in it.”

“He…what?” 

At that moment, Pierre makes a strangled sort of sound, something that is suspiciously close to Nyck’s own name garbled through a mouth full of blood and breathless lungs. Nyck looks back down at him, noticing the way his chest no longer moves and his eyes, oh, god, his eyes - they’re glassing over. There’s still life left in them, a defiant spark against his fate, but it is merely a blip, destined to fade out.

Nyck feels Christian’s hands on him in the exact second Pierre’s eyes flutter closed, followed by a burst of fire and pain that erupts at the center of his neck. Just as soon as Christian’s arms had grabbed hold of him, they’re gone, and Nyck looks down to see blood pooling from his neck, dripping onto Pierre’s lifeless body on the ground. His heart roars viciously in his ears, pounding away and unhelpfully spilling more blood even quicker as his hands come up in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

“What did - what did you -” Nyck sputters, stumbling on his feet as blood crowds his throat and pours from him quicker than he can attempt to stop it. He turns, and Christian is gone completely from sight. It’s almost like he dreamed him up, like he was never really there at all.

But the gaping wound in his neck says otherwise. As quickly as the blood spills, so too does his consciousness and strength wane. He sways slightly, before his knees completely buckle and he falls listlessly to the ground, ragdolled next to Pierre. Fear ignites in his veins, a strong sense of self preservation running through him as he tries to push through. 

But mere will alone is not enough to fight the demons of blood loss. It is not enough to clear his airway or keep his heart pumping in his chest. It was not enough for Pierre, either, whose body is cooling rapidly beside Nyck. This is not where he wants to die, this isn’t where he wants things to end –

But, he thinks hopelessly, it surely wasn’t where Pierre wanted his life to end, either.

“P-Pierre…” Nyck gasps, coughing out blood with a horrendous gurgling sound. He can’t breathe, oh he can’t breathe, and is this what Pierre felt only moments ago when he was gasping like a fish out of water to pull anything into his crowded lungs? If Nyck had the energy, he would be sick. “Pierre.”

Logically, Nyck knows Pierre is already dead. He watched him take his last breath, with Nyck’s name pressed against his dying lips. He can see the stillness of his chest, and yet he still desperately calls for something, anything.

Anything he can have, anything his slippery, bloody little hands can grab on to, not to die alone.

“Pierre!” he calls out again, desperately, spitting blood from his mouth in the process. His next inhale provides him with a lungful of blood, and he begins to choke feebly against the same forces that took Pierre from him.

The struggle for air hurts more than he ever imagined it could, the way his chest burns and aches and spasms for oxygen that can no longer make it in. His entire body shakes viciously with the need to breathe, god he just wants to breathe -

It’s only a few moments later his head hits the ground right next to Pierre’s, his lips only centimeters away from the shell of Pierre’s ear. He heaves a dry sob, which makes it no further than the drowning mess of his crushed lungs, and wheezes out, “Please. I’m so sorry, Pierre.”

His heartbeat stumbles, falters, and then halts as soon as the words leave his bloodstained lips.

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“I truly must thank you boys for your time, commitment, and service to Red Bull Racing and Alpha Tauri. Unfortunately for you, it seems you were just not compatible. Those services will no longer be needed, and may you take your shameful display of performances with you to your grave.”

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Please tell me what ship interests you most and reblog for a larger sample size! Thank you!

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My fic ideas have shifted up a bit.

The stardust au is changing to Lawsunoda. Yuki will be the star, and Liam the clueless human that has no fucking idea what's going on.

Editing the Vampire AU (Pierresteban) to add some characters.

I need to start the FC5 AU, nothing changes there. Yukierre/Oconyck/Lawhan

Oconso HTTYD AU needs to be added to.

Oconso search and rescue AU needs to be started.

I started the Nyckierre AU - Full time caretaker Nyck and Pierre, who is paralyzed from the waist down after a horrific crash on track and removed from F1. Not much done, but working.

I need to start the RBR/AT Hellscape Wingfic AU with Liam, Pierre, Yuki, and Nyck.

I have a Lawhan thing to write too 8)

Pierrestie College au....

Jurassic AU and Android AU..... The car crash pierrestie....

AND THEN I have the requests for Esteban whump, so help me god.

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Apart from Pierre and Esteban, do you write for any other pairings? :)

Like completely pulling both of them out of a ship? No Yukierre, no Piarles? No Estemick or Oconso? Or my sleeper faves Nyckierre or Oconyck?

I used to write for Landoscar back in the day. I could probably do it again but it would be hard. Landoscar was the first pairing I wrote in F1 actually 😊

But yes, I've done Charles/Alex, Alex/George, Liam/Yuki, Liam/Jack, Charles/George, I've written Max/George but I didn't much care for it.

As long as I don't dislike the drivers and I KNOW enough about them, I will write it. I just prefer my blorbos you know?

What pairing are you looking for? I miiiiight be open to it.

My bigger No-Nos romantically are like Strollonso, Esteban/Lance, Lestappen, Maxiel, Carlos/anyone, and I think that's it. I'd be hard pressed to write any Danny ships too tbh not because I don't want to, just can't write Danny LOL.

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:0 what’s ‘nyckierre vroom crash’ abt if you don’t mind providing a snippet of content 👀 other than the crash HAHA

Ask me about my WIPS!

tagging @allphatauri because he's been my soundboard for this fic and he's excited for it!

LMAO so the Nyckierre Vroom Crash one is a lot different than the Pierresteban Vroom Crash one. It's a complete AU, where Nyck de Vries never raced before in his life. He is a licensed counselor and a registered nurse.

(Also, it's not written yet, not even one single word, so I have no real content to give you I'm sorry)

Pierre gets into a crash on the track and it's quite severe. He ends up with a few life-long conditions, including being paralyzed from the waist down. So, obviously, he is unable to drive anymore.

This cocktail of medical issues and being paralyzed means at least for a little while (or potentially long term) he will need a 24/7 caretaker. Pierre's mum does her research and hires only the best of the best - that's Nyck. It works in their favor that he's an RN as well, because Pierre's vitals need constant monitoring for the first 2 weeks he's out of the hospital and the monitoring needed to be done by someone who understands what all the vitals mean. Nyck being an RN makes him perfect for that.

Pierre is - well, heartbroken. Devastated. Depressed. He is not an easy person to deal with in the beginning and it's understandable. There's lots of sharp tones and yelling and even some cold shoulder tactics that he uses with Nyck for a while, while he processes his own shit. Nyck being a licensed counselor tries to help the best he can - but he ends up getting Pierre into therapy because his expertise only goes so far and Pierre needs more help in that department than Nyck can give him.

But it's a slowburn, wherein Nyck is very VERY patient with frightened and wounded Pierre, and they make a ton of progress together - through MANY setbacks and trials and errors. Eventually, the goal is to get Pierre to answer all of his friends and his family because he's been ignoring their calls and texts. Then it's get Pierre out of the house. Then it's to get him to watch an F1 race. Then it's get him to a track to face his past life, see his friends, hurt and heal, ect ect.

I left out a lot of meat obviously but there's a good chunk of what that fic is meant to be about!

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rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

tagged by: @fastcarsgovroomm

Pierrestie College AU

Assorted F1 Drabble Requests

Pierresteban Androids Beep Boop

Pierresteban Dinosaurs Rawr

Star light, Star bright (landoscar)

Pierresteban Vampires argh

Inception & Shit

Landoscar drabbles & shit

Pierresteban Vroom Crash

Landoscar Bad Times

Featherdust

Piarles train au choochoo

Pierrestie Cardio shit

Estecharles Ripperoni

Nyckierre Vroom Crash :(

So I think I've seen everyone and their mom do this but I'll tag some folks anyway. @bumblewyn @chilling-seavey @landoisokay man I dunno...like everyone has done this.

If you see it and you wanna do it, do it. And tag me in it.

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Sighs as I add nortrell wips to my list of wips. Fuck.

Adding nyckierre and estemick too.

I need more yukierre as well. Heck. It's all over for me.