ˏˋ°•*⁀➸ a little bit about me:
⭒ emme. latina. she/her. sapphic. cancer. xix. art and design whore. romcoms. interior designer. lana stan. oscar piastri 81. come talk to me!
❥ i used to write for tlou fandom, but don't anymore. you can find my old works here.
He's a bitch. He's a lover. He's a slut. He's a mama's girl. He's bisexual. He's straight. He's a gamer. God hates him. Paris Hilton loves him. He's your favourite driver's favourite driver. He's the world's worst formula one world champion. He has a boyfriend at every port. He eats pussy because it's vegan. He's a poor little meow meow. He's a grown ass man. He's babygirl. I didn't say his name but he still popped into your head, didn't he?
Max Verstappen x Alina Hart (Original Female Character)
Summary — Alina Hart has lost her writing ability. Her pen has run dry, and every song ends before it begins. Max Verstappen knows exactly what she needs: a muse. And if that muse happens to be a man hopelessly in love with her, even better.
Warnings — Emetophobia (Alina suffers from travel sickness), strong language, sexual scenes, past cheating (not by Max or Alina), invasive press and photographers, asshole Jos Verstappen, anxiety disorder, stalking.
Notes — Since this fic is 90% complete, there will be daily updates until the entire fic has been posted! I’ll be uploading to my AO3 (also pitlanepeach) as soon as possible.
Beautiful banner artwork by @guacala (tysm it’s incredible).
i’m a (legal) colombian immigrant (not that it should matter) who is very white passing and i’m scared to leave my house bc of ice, if that means anything