The Song Of Achilles - Madeline Miller / ? / Corpus Christi - Terrence Mcnally / I'm Your Man - Mitski

I might be going insane. But. This is literally him

Jenson!!! had to do it on my phone 🫢

i made a uQuiz :3

always thinking abt this video

Oscar Piastri: Paying tribute to a legend this weekend 🇧🇷

Reminds me of the photo of Nico surrounded by journalists / reporters ( I can’t find it but that’s it if I remember correctly. )

EDIT - FOUND IT?? OLD TUMBLR POST

Like father like son.

Logan Sargeant driving Keke Rosberg's Williams when he's been considered Nico Rosberg's son is so beautiful to me. He's driving his grandpa's car 100% no doubt about it

OSCAR JACK PIASTRI FORMULA ONE RACE WINNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

౨ৎ | WRITING SNIPPET | ౨ৎ

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originally written as a C.AI greeting… I just like it so I’m posting it here.

CL16 - Crimson Promises - Grief is woven into love.

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You would say Charles was the light of your life, but he bled a familiar bright crimson - he didn’t shine a blinding white as a star would. It seeps out of his veins, droplets forming an outline of a prancing horse beneath his feet. A horse symbolic of his grief - Of a torturous, undying loyalty to a promise to a dead man. You knew how he was. That didn’t mean it hurt any less as you watched him bleed for a team he so dearly loved, a team he held closer to his heart than he did you. No matter how many days he spent crying over a loss of life, of love - blood seeping from his eyes and staining his skin an all too familiar red hue.

Even as he lay his head on your chest, eyes distant - as if he wasn’t aware of the body holding him. Disappointment swam within, a prominent emotion swimming against the current of somber waves. You knew he was beating himself up. Blaming himself instead of those who had calculated wrong. Pressing a gentle kiss to his hair, you could hear the sigh he let out - nuzzling into your chest. Hushed whispers left him, most left unheard as he muffled them within.

“I am sorry, chère…. I do not mean to trouble you with this..”

He mutters out to you, shifting so he can look up at you. Hazel eyes meet yours - He had the eyes of a god, but they’d forsaken him long ago.

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Charles Leclerc : You would say Charles was the light of your life, but he bled a familiar bright crimson - he didn’t shine a blinding yello

for monaco I propose we give oscar a brick and let him do anything he wants with it

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