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ngl pierre and yuki feel like they’re stuck in like a 3 year long game of gay chicken in which the lines have become so blurred they cant tell whats straight and whats gay
Agreed
i think everyone should let yuki pass so we can get more yoints today
DOOMED YUKIERRE CORE
Based off Chappell Roan’s song “Casual” and the trend around mlm/wlw situationships on TikTok
BREAKING NEWS: FRENCH MAN REJECTS GAYNESS AND LIVES TO REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF HIS CAREER
(Alt Title || POV: You’re Pierre at the end of the Chappell Roan animatic)
Reference:
A snippet of my convo btw my friend and I 💀:
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Chat, why isn't Yukierre more popular than it is? Is it because Pierre left or smth b4 the fandom could really sink into them??? WHERE ARE THE FICS BRUV
SOFT. — yt22
pairing . . . yuki tsunoda x reader summary . . . after the particularly disappointing Canada Grand Prix, all Yuki needs to come home to is his partner, cooking for him, as well as fully prepared to be his own personal pillow for the week. warnings . . . nothing really! notes . . . guys I literally love Yuki so much :( also, this is pretty short!!
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━━━━━━━ YUKI WASN'T HAPPY with how the Canadian Grand Prix ended, but at least he was on his way home, which was all that mattered. He knew you would be home when he touched down, and he'd be touching down in the evening.
He would drive himself home, but he knew you'd be waiting for him there, his favorite dish cooked for him and a bath ready to be ran for him. You catered to his every need when he got home, ready to drop any and everything for him.
It's not like you really had much to worry about, you worked from home. That also made traveling with your boyfriend much easier, being able to hold your entire job on one laptop.
Yuki was right, as soon as he pulled the front door open, the smell of his favorite dish wafted through the air. He was home, and he was safe. He left his work behind him, on the front doorstep. He was home, he didn't have a facade to live up to anymore.
You still stood in the kitchen, dishing out two plates of food when he walked into the kitchen. You faced him, smiling before setting everything down and walking over to him. Wrapping your arms around him, and feeling his around you after so long, was the most relieving part.
"Are you hungry, Yuki?" Your voice was soft, nothing more than a careful whisper. He tiredly nodded, sitting down across from you at the dining room table. You smiled as he ate, he always loved this part of your guys' tradition.
"Should I run us a bath today or tomorrow?" Your hand reached his, tucking into it from where you sat. Yuki was finishing up his meal, drinking most of the cup of water you'd set out for him.
"Tomorrow. I showered before getting on the plane, I want to sleep." He complained, rubbing at his drowsy eyes. You smiled, taking care of both of your plates. It was a matter for tomorrow to wash them, so you pulled Yuki into your guys' bedroom.
You'd made the bed earlier, the windows were pulled open, sheer curtains waving in the moonlight breeze. Yuki and you changed into pajamas, joining each other under the blankets. It was warmer beneath them, and it was also warmer in his arms. But tonight was about Yuki. So, you gathered his head into your chest, and pushed your fingers through his hair.
As they moved through his hair, they scratched against his scalp, which effectively put him to sleep.
Room Service | A Yuki Tsunoda Zine
Created for the 2024 Motorsports Zine Exchange. Read it on AO3 here!
