I Got Guns In My Head And They Won't Go Spirits In My Head And They Won't Go

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apologies for sexualizing ayrton senna unfortunately it will happen again

Oh wake up poeple they just publish luca scars on main 😭

Carlisle >>>>>>>>> Edward

Sorry I don't make the rules

carlisle cullen out there making my daddy issues act up like sir—

GODDAMN 🧎🧎

Alain Prost son or Ayrton Senna daughter

He was telling us

Andy's timing is interesting

he seems to have a crystal ball whether he knew it or not

°☆SAME☆°

My emo phase will end when i die

and i love them both

Happy petekey day ❤

happy 15th annual national petekey day <3

PLAYBOY: What were your thoughts on Senna when you met him?

ADRIANE: [Laughing] You won't believe it. He was wearing his helmet and race suit, walked by the girls and i said to one of them: “He has a cute ass, doesn't he?”

— Adriane Galisteu interviewed for Playboy Magazine, 1997

your onlyfans au is like. insanely hot

Thank you! And thank you to everyone who has sent me asks about this au! 😭 some of them I’m saving for later but I promise I read them all!

Have some Plot.

OnlyFans au, part 4/?

The problem with Vale and his ‘relationship’ with Marc is that when Vale’s dick is hard, there’s no more blood left for his brain to function. It’s a Pavlovian response, at this point; he sees Marc and his brain shuts off like a light switch has been flipped. No thoughts, only dick.

He and Marc send messages back and forth all the time now. Vale tips him handsomely, but Marc has begin asking for other things in return, aside from money.

Send me a picture of yourself.

The message sends a jolt of fear through Vale. He can’t very well send a selfie of his face to a motorbike-obsessed pornstar.

He can’t send nothing, though. He wants to please Marc in the same way he pleases Vale.

Instead, Vale pulls his boxers down just enough to snap a picture of his cock, hard and weighty in his hand. He’s in a hotel room, so there’s nothing easily identifying him. He sends it and waits, lazily fisting his cock.

Fuck. Marc responds.

Marc follows that with a video of himself, standing and facing a mirror in his bathroom. Little notes in Spanish are stuck to the edges, but Vale is too hard to try and read them. Instead he watches as Marc jerks his cock, whining and desperate.

Marc is hairless, waxed from head to toe, and Vale wants desperately to lick his chest. He wants to suck his balls into his mouth and make Marc cry.

“Valentino,” Marc murmurs, as he so often does in the videos he makes especially for Vale. “Fuck, your cock is perfect. I want it inside me.”

Vale’s cock twitches in his hand as he starts to jerk it in earnest. He thinks about slipping his cock into Marc’s perfect hairless asshole. He’s sure Marc would let him in easily; he’s seen him take big, thick dildos.

He wants to pound Marc into the bathroom counter.

“Please, Valentino. Please fuck me,” Marc begs.

Marc pumps his cock faster, and Vale follows his lead. Watching Marc come is Vale’s favorite thing. He refuses to come until Marc does.

Marc comes with a whine, jerking his hips and painting the mirror in cum.

He grins, when his cock is spent, and reaches toward the mirror. He swipes his fingers in the cum, brings it to his mouth, and ends the video.

Vale comes so hard he can barely breathe. Every time Marc sends him a video he’s surprised by just how perfect he is; just how sexy and wonderful he can be.

Vale pulls his boxers all the way off, snaps a picture, and sends it.

This is what you do to me.

It’s only after it’s sent, and the blood has finally returned to Vale’s brain, that he realizes the photo includes a small, ugly turtle tattoo.