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myheartwillzhouon · 23 days

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mclaren Same same, but different. 🤪

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sharldose · 2 months

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holy damn danny

#formula 1 #f1 #daniel ricciardo #past through mctwinkies...#bahrain gp 2024

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xiaoluclair · 9 months

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Pretty please:

15 giving them a message and 9 resting head against their back, together?! ❤️

For Lestappen of course

happy wife, happy life etc etc! (enjoy 😈)

massage + head resting against back // lestappen // [ rating: T/M ]

"Where are you going next?"

"Andromeda. My sister was admitted for labor yesterday. Gave birth this morning."

There is a beat of silence. VER tips a little more petroleum gel onto his fingers, bottle sliding back onto the floor. The moles on LEC's back shift, a constellation in ripple. He settles again under the flat press of VER's thumbs. Round the bend, throttle the straight. He's worked most of the knots out.

"I did not know you have a sister."

VER makes his way down the sinewy line of LEC's spine. All curves, a loop, the briefest DRS between. "Or that she was pregnant."

"Or that," agrees LEC.

"Now you do."

On the floor, O.8.C.A.R makes a beeline for the empty condom wrapper. LEC moves again as VER shuffles back, lifts himself over the soft swell of his ass to settle on the backs of his thighs.

"I have two brothers. One older, one younger."

"Ah, the middle child." VER nods. "Makes sense."

LEC makes a noise, high-pitched, short. Affronted. It makes VER grin and the slide of his hands go light like Skipping Eels on the small of LEC's back. X marks the spot. Straight, curve, kink to the left.

"So, your nephew," says LEC. "What is his name?"

VER pokes him.

LEC laughs. "Okay, okay. But he is under your star, yes? This morning?"

"Yeah." He feels his mouth curve in smile.

"I can feel your head growing from here."

VER laughs. Round the bend, full throttle. Loop. "Your droids are fucking," continues LEC, neck twisted in mild interest to the right. VER follows his gaze, where L.4.N.D.O is trying determinedly to manover its way on top of O.8.C.A.R. O.8.C.A.R continues hunting for trash under VER's Kyirinyse cactus.

He muses, "Reminds me of our first time."

"What." LEC snorts. "Humping me into the floor?"

VER pinches a fold of skin and the snort turns into a yelp. "If I remember correctly," he says, "that was you."

"Was not."

"Was too. Practically chasing me to get into my pants—" One straight, his teeth to the air.

"Lies—"

"Like, I know I have a really big dick but, come on, at least some decorum would have—" And another, shoulders unsteady.

"Conveniently skipping over the fact that you—" Straight, bend, swoop to the other direction, sound spilling like seconds in sand, "—were the one who ripped my Trakro vest, like, I know I have a really tight ho—"

"Okay!" VER gasps, stomach convulsing. "Okay, okay." He shakes his head, folded like paper over the shuddering body below. The curl of LEC's grin shakes, hidden under his hand.

Slowly, the vibrations subside. Pliant, VER feels himself sink a little, paper body bent a bit further. His breaths rebound back into his face, sour. LEC's skin is slimy smooth against his nose, smells lightly sweet, mostly nondescript. It has settled too. Gone to the occasional hiccough with a cool touch to the raw bone of VER's knee.

VER's hands have slipped to the bars of LEC's ribs. His elbows rest on the bed. His nails, blunt, move. X marks the spot.

"My name means free."

He stills. Swallows. “ Stop it.”

LEC does. For a second. Then, "Free man." He says it soft. Like a secret.

He should.

Under his forehead, the skin is hot and slick, ridges of the spine like fingers when LEC shifts. VER presses further. Like he could get to LEC's heart from here, a sleazy knock on the backdoor. Mind if I spend the night? Mind if I spend the next ten?

"I could give it to you." LEC exhales; the meat of it makes VER's head tremble like a lighter spark in cold wind. "Right now." The fingers on his knee curl around it.

VER moves a hand, fits it around. It slips with oil between LEC's knuckles. His voice lies down like a scratchy lullaby between the moles. "That would be incredibly stupid."

"Why?" presses LEC. He sounds breathless.

The lump in VER's throat is difficult to speak around. "You fucking know why."

"You say it yourself." LEC moves. It jostles VER's head, displaces their naked bodies from one other. Their hands slip apart. "Rules are meant to be bent."

"Racing rules," stresses VER, rises to his knees. "This is not a racing rule."

This is a life rule. Death rule. No Names.

LEC finishes twisting and his eyes land like a shock. To L.4.N.D.O, VER says two years back: Imagine the brightest supernova you can. Now turn it green. And when it starts to collapse into a blackhole, light that blackhole on fire. They are like that, but a million times more annoying. And L.4.N.D.O replies: Oscuh?

Now, he just holds himself as LEC sits up, stomach going taut. Their faces level — VER is higher. Indentations line the edges of LEC's face like a moon and his skin shines damp like its light. "I am not asking for yours," he says shortly into the soft jut of VER's chin.

"I know," says VER. His belly twists like a rope. "And I would of course not tell it because that would be—"

"Incredibly stupid," finishes LEC and his eyes slant to the side like half a roll.

VER scowls. Swings his legs together to rest over one side of the bed. "Glad you finally get it." He stretches out his legs, and his toes bump the pool of LEC’s Trakro suit. The untorn one. He stands.

A hand snags him around the wrist. LEC’s teeth have sunk into his lip. His throat bobs with a swallow. He says, “Two rotations until the next race.” The lines of him glow gold in the low panel lighting. He paints a pretty picture, that is for sure. He usually does.

VER makes a pointed glance, to the place low on his body where he is soft and still slightly red. "Mate, you are spent."

LEC's head cocks. His lips tilt: a smirk. "And you love a challenge."

Later, O.8.C.A.R swallows a final piece of trash — an empty bottle of petroleum gel — before trundling from the room, L.4.N.D.O stuck to his solar panels. The door slides shut behind them.

In front of him, LEC gripes out incessant chokes of sound. He arches and, just for a second, catches the light along the ripples of his spine, and the slants of fingerprints flash into focus.

max max max max.

VER rolls him over, lets the rocking sheets rub it all away.

#spoilerish things in the tags #fic: mv1.cl16 #xiao: writes #f1 rpf #turns out i can write anything if i just smack them somewhere not on earth #yknow i had to put in the side ship #for my mctwinkies (charlie ellie elle (and as recently discovered lee!)) das for U #everything else is for my Beloved. i hope u feel satisfied and tortured and loved. and i hope i get to hear that tonight 😁😏😁#<- tag written before i got to here you now instead!!#*hear #will u be the petroleum to my jelly etc etc

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lifeandlies-of-regulusblack · 5 months

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On Regulus:

- i used to have intelligent thoughts about this man.

- regulus slutty slut mcslutty mcCumsock mctwinky black. His boy pussy go brrrrr 🎶

#regulus black #regulus headcanon #slytherin skittles #regulus arcturus black

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cvakviigmohns · 8 months

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Not the mctwinkies fighting 😯

#they're like those two little guys from the alice in wonderland movie to me #behave children

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hayleydirectium · 5 years

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yagirlqueenie replied to your post: Stupid idea but how about a mogarvid little...

PLEASE STOP I JUST WHEEZED THINKING ABOUT MOGAR SAYING “BUT MOMMY I LOVE HIM D:”

*Angry mooing and hoof stomping*

#yagirlqueenie #Camp Camp #Xray and Vav #Mogarvid #Also now I'm imaging MK singing and like....#Only makes me even madder that the show ended before we could get a song from him #While Daniel McTwinkie over there got a cool song

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mystupidlovesongs · 6 years

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About Cornroll McTwinkie and his involvement in charities: He recently got involved with a charity that supports indigenous children and teenagers. Which is a) pretty awesome and b) hella controversial in Canada, since indigenous people still face a whole lot of racism every day. (There's a pretty cool true crime podcast called "Finding Cleo" from the CBC on the topic of First Nation People in Canada btw!) Aaanyways - he does look pretty bland though, I 110% agree with you on that..;)

That’s exactly what i meant! He has such a strong voice that can get to thousands of people, but somehow it doesn’t. I’m happy he finds the issue important enough to support it, but I wish he drew attention to it/another charities/another issues...

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myheartwillzhouon · 2 months

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