Sometimes, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun…

Light.

“He’s my muse, a beautiful man. So perfect. I can’t find any imperfections, superficially and internally. He was made, crafted from the Gods. They knew that a woman like me would fall for a man like him. They created him for me. Oh my god I look like an obsessed fan.”

I’m his partner in crime. Whenever he’s got a mission I’m there to help him. I can see him in action. Can you imagine how lucky am I? 

I write and sing and talk about him.  

I do so many things for him. 

“You are infatuated with him.” 

How do you know? The answer is No. 

And I’m married to him. 

I admire him. He inspires me. Brown, dark eyes. Dull eyes. Staring at me. Or more like glaring. He hates me. 

I try to give him my light. He doesn’t wanna come in. I tell him: “turn your light on”. He doesn’t wanna love me. 

He yells. Not at me. He doesn’t raise his voice to me. He knows. I’d bash his head on the wall. 

He yells. To himself. Because he assumes it’s his fault. But the light isn’t on. 

Come in. Turn the light on. They crafted you for me. Why can’t you understand it? Do you accept it?

You will always be tied to me. I won’t ever abandon you. How could I? I can’t even imagine it. 

Let’s talk about it again. Now try to turn the light off. Can you come in? 

Did you know there’s a way to leave me? 

Oh you are so divine. I do adore you. I hate you. Je te déteste.  

I cherish your rare smiles. Le sourire. 

Excuse my French. Fuck it, no don’t. I studied it and turned myself purely French for you. I can’t make a mistake.  

Would you want to forget me?

You are a puzzle. You don’t drink alcohol. No beers, no whiskey neat and no vodka. You cherish Russian poetry. You’d recite it to me every night, I’d listen to you till you’d fall asleep. I’d remove the book from your hands and lay you in the bed, covering you with a soft plaid. Watch your sleeping face until my eyes close to sleep. And dream about you and I. 

And I say that I’m not in love with you. Ha, even I laugh with my stupid bullshit. 

Demons took my kindness for weakness. Think about it. Were you a demon? Or was I a succubus? 

You were the incubus and I the succubus. Yes, we torment each other at night, at the same time and moment. And I love it. 

I shall tell you the truth: You took my kindness for weakness, used me like a rag doll and I loved it. 

I used you too. Treated you as if you were my true love. I had no right. No right to force you to cherish me. And still, you did it. You took my kindness for weakness and I didn’t complain. Because you are my man. 

You caress my face. You touch my plumpy lips while murmuring words in russian. Perhaps you are insulting me, but it doesn’t matter to me. I get to feel your calloused fingers. That arouses me. It makes me sick, I want to smash your head on the wall. 

You are on a mission. I’m your accomplice. You interrogate the bastards and I shoot them in the head. No hesitation. I read your eyes and understand that I have to move. 

Your light is on at that moment and I don’t say a thing. I don’t want to ruin that moment.

Come over and stay with me in the garden. Read me some Russian poetry and I will prepare some Medovik for you. You are allergic to honey. 

It’s simple, I love you. 

You touch my curves. You adore them. You are addicted to them. And I take care of you every night, you touch me. Your touches are soft. Your hands are cool, I shiver. Oh please come in. 

It kinda makes me laugh. We love each other. We hate each other. We deteste each other. We honor each other. We are addicted to each other. But what are we?

We are married.  

louise: "congratulations, honey, on the final race, welcome home to me and the girls" 😭

They say when an artist falls in love with you, you will never truly die.

@imdamagecontrol wrote a little something for the drawing and I will forever and ever cherish it.

Syd ilysm ♡

im in love with a dying man..

hear me out… virgin!könig whos so used to fucking his fist so the minute he tastes his gfs pussy he cums.. -🐶

he’d been begging to eat you out for a while, growing frustrated with your insistence to take things slow. he’d even practiced on his worn out little fleshlight countless times, imagining how he was going to rock your world and have you seeing stars with his tongue, surely skillful now that he watched so much porn surrounding the topic.

in reality, seeing your pretty, glistening pussy in person breaks his brain a little bit, and he suddenly forgets all of the long nights he spent training for this, your sweet voice attempting to talk him through it drowned out by the sound of his blood pumping in his ears. he gets overwhelmed by how good you smell, how soft you look, shaky hands gripping your thighs as he marvels at the sight in front of him. he hovers over your hot cunt for what feels like hours, just inspecting and playing around with all your wet folds and sensitive nerves with hesitant fingers like he’s figuring out a new toy— or trying to make a scientific discovery. his aching dick is left untouched, twitching and leaking in his pants.

meanwhile, you’re getting all worked up from the teasing, chest heaving and heart racing as you dip in and out of pleasure. you finally push his head down until he has no choice but to lick into you, his large nose bumping against your clit as he licks a stripe up your pussy, and immediately, he’s groaning out in a familiar, almost pained way.

“did you… did you just cum?”

he looks up at you all puppy dog-eyed and guilty. “i’m sorry, maus. you just… taste so good.”

No but why is the Norris family so cute??? Lando is such a mommy's and daddies boy and Adam is just #1 Lando fan page right now. It's adorable 😭

I think the Norris fam is just super loving and tactile and partly what I can only guess is a result of what Adam and Cisca were brought up in. I can't say too much on the Belgian side but even just seeing Lando with his grandparents at Silverstone, the way they looked at him, his grandma holding his hands and ignoring the fist bump to kiss him on the cheek

It's so obvious that that household is so filled with love and that's an environment Lando grew up in and it's so lovely seeing how he doesn't shy away from it

His mum or dad wants to hug him and kiss him but there's cameras and people around? Doesn't matter, he's there, accepting the affection, soaking it up like a little sponge and it settles him

I will never ever ever get over the way he hugs his dad in particular, it's always pushing his face into Adam's neck and holding close and it makes me very 🥺

my sexuality is currently carlos slowing down just enough to let charles pass checo in the belgian sprint race

🕊️ just a lil jj!reader moodboard 🕊️

Cockwarming Simon while putting on his eye black... sigh...

"Stop yer' squirming ya little squirrel." His deep baritone rings out and you only answer with a soft, high whine as the fat of your thighs squishes down against his muscular ones further as he smacks the plush of your ass, causing you to wiggle further.

"C-Can't help it, Si, yer' so big." The soft pout on your lips, the way your bottom lip protrudes out so slightly as you huff is just so cute to him. He cups his hand against the back of your head, bringing you close to kiss your nose, and then your lips.

"C'mon then, brat, you wanted to help..." he ushers you on, showing you the thick black tarry product that he places around his eyes beneath his mask... your fingers delicately dipping in and placing a streak across the bridge of his nose as his girthy cock pulses inside of your warm walls.

Your silken walls fluttering around him as you gently place and spread the product around his eyes, his blonde lashes in stark contrast to the blackness you color around those sweet, deep eyes... and just as your admiring him his eyes shoot open and you cannot help the blush on your cheeks, causing you to clamp down on him inadvertently, causing him to groan and grip your hips.

"Lovie, ya' keep squeezing me like that and m'gonna be late..." he growls out.

"Sorry, Si, ya spooked me." You mumbled as you finished his eye black, but he didn't have you get off of him immediately, his hands poised on your hips as he squeezes and releases your hips, little jolts of pleasure shooting through you as his hips can't up ever so gently.

"Guess the Captain won't mind if I'm a minute late, eh?" He smirks as he flips you around on the bed, his cock still embedded inside of your cunt as he starts fucking you properly.

Godddd I’m watching The Godfather Pt I and I’m always looking for Santino 😩

SANTINO MY BELOVED 😩😩😩