jamesvowles

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James Vowles in Behind The Scenes of our FW46 Shoot Day

#f1 #james vowles #my edits #oouuuaaagagagghhgghhgghghghgh man oh man i need him like air

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1 day I will draw the grid as girls. But for now, have Yuki and. Louise

#nobody talk to me im trying to get with girl yuki ok

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forgot at some point jenson and shov actually have to fall in love in this 2nd vampire au i hope i dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

#da mind prison #haha sad inciting incident wait how r they going to recover from this

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2015 kinda boring as fuck but the real shock is that the red bulls/toro rossos didnt explode in this race just when i wrote this there was contact but again the engines didnt explode which was shocking

#da mind prison

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— The Machinist, Teaching His Daughter to Play the Piano. by B.H. Fairchild

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ITS 2024 AND IM BEING DRAMATIC WHY ARE THEY ON MY MIND

something about their head tilts and crossed arms, i guess

#SHOVSON ON MY MINDDDDD HEEEELLLLLPPP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE #da mind prison #I FEEL CRAZY MARK U ALREADY KNOW IM GOING CRAZY

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kyle's graphic requests: Seb + Pastels + nature requested by anon

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#microwave

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#b sides #posting this bc i find this funny as fuck and im too lazy to fix it #'poor valtteri he must be so heartbroken he cant race' shot of him not giving a fuck

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great art project you have here.jpg

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something about their head tilts and crossed arms, i guess

#shovson #having a normal one here #my edits

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This picture of Lewis my whole personality right now

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Oscar Piastri’s new Miami helmet!

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f1: 20 years ago today, Jenson Button secures the first pole position of his career in Imola 🗓

#(it's me I'm actually the F1 admin Jenson posting at will) #<- why arent u posting more jenson at all times then huh

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brocedes || angst, pwp, getting back together, secret relationship, no wives verse

(I blame me writing this on THAT picture)

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Lewis is more than adept at keeping a secret, if the necessity arises.

Out of that necessity alone, this is one he has down to an art form.

It’s hard to say exactly when things between him and Nico began again, and perhaps it all comes down to the matter of shared circumstance. There are things they know about each other, things that they know about each other which can never be forgotten, staying for an undetermined amount of time in some form of stasis until the moment arises for it to wake.

Maybe it was somewhere on the yacht, smiling down at sun bleached blonde hair shining amidst the calm blue waters of the Mediterranean.

Or in the curves of Barcelona, laden with all of the history it holds between the two of them, certainly not ideal ground for any love lost to reappear.

But nevertheless, those are the emotions that come to the fore under the cover of a Monaco night and that familiar bed, a leg over Nico’s shoulder and tattooed hand buried in fair hair, Lewis’s head tossed back in an ecstasy that had been considered beyond them. There is only so much bitterness that time will allow to be had. Nothing Nico says with his voice obscured by that desirous haze can be misinterpreted. Lewis knows all of it is true.

As for the specifics and what this means for them, he cannot say. When everything is over, between lazy kisses, an affectionate jab and showers taken separately, those specifics are not far from Lewis’s mind. Even if they could discuss them, now is far from the right time.

Clothes are gathered, put back on.

Lewis follows the familiar path down the hall, into the elevator and up three floors.

Through the door.

Collapsing into the bed that is his alone.

#AAAAAAAAUUUOOOOOHHHHHH thank you as always #brocedes #fave #chewing on rocks now

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you must fuck him beside the car and he also might bring his little moleskine/notebook he carries around so...erm....be ready for that

#OLD MAN SITE VOTE NOW