#ayrton senna moodboard

[kierd]

⠀⠀⠀⠀꒰͡ ⊹ 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾'𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀for my friend : @s-piderboy

[userstuf]

★ AYRTON SENNA USERS ★

• sennabf

• ayrtwns

• ayrsenas

• sennavhs

• ayrtoin

fav/reblog if u save or use ♥︎ dont repost it

[kiwd]

888

[wintergreenoreo]

F1 Champs as Greek Gods 🌟🏛️

Based on vibes or some lore stuff that fits them 💕

Ayrton Senna - Zeus ⚡️

Michael Schumacher - Poseidon 🌊

Mika Hakkinen - Helios 🌅

Kimi Raikkonen - Hestia 🕯️

Jenson Button - Dionysus 🍇

Fernando Alonso - Hades ♠️

Lewis Hamilton - Demeter 🌾

Nico Rosberg - Aphrodite 💗

Sebastian Vettel - Athena 🦉

Max Verstappen - Ares ⚔️

[tormentedness]

ayrton senna.

[itskindnessinfinite]

prosenna x sad pinterest quotes

[ifgosling]

𝙸. ┄─ Lewis Hamilton driving Ayrton Senna car moodboard﹒🇧🇷

[thestargirlbyb]

[vitorunos]

tanned skin, beaches, road trips, gold jewelry, fresh fruits and beautiful sunsets. 🌞

[rivqahpacino]

Green icons but the theme is just really random interests of mine

[thinkingaboutfilm11]

(Do you dream about being Interlinked?) Interlinked.

PROSENNA FIC DROPPED!!! FINALLY!!!

Word Count: 45K

Chapters: 2

Summary: A retelling of the 1988 season, focusing on how Alain's and Ayrton's relationship spiraled into something neither of them could resist, or control.

I spent three fucking months on this piece of shit so.... I hope its been worth the hype. Please do check the tags before reading!!!

(Kudos to anyone who gets the Bladerunner ref in the title hehe)

[bellof]

SENNA DA SILVA, AYRTON.

[jkznnedy]

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𖥔 ࣪˖ WELCOME TO MY BLOG ! ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏─͏͏͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏pezdri ☆

hello, I'm vic, I'm from brazil and my intention here is to post header, pack, icon... I hope you like the blog! 💞. my carrd : ★

[bunniezinha]

"Onde aprender a odiar para não morrer de amor?"

- Clarice Lispector

[iceman-kazansky]

Celebrations Together

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Requested by: Anon

Request: Can you write an Ayrton senna fic which they’re both teammates and it’s just fluff between them and they’re dating

Pairings: Ayrton Senna x F!driver reader

Warnings: Kissing, nothing much just fluff

Word count: 690

A/n: This is really similar to a part of the Seb fic I wrote haha. Anyways, first fic of the new year!! Hope you enjoy, anon. Also, I’m experimenting with replacing the gifs usually featured at the top of my works for pictures or moodboards :)

Taglist: None. If you'd like to be tagged in my works, either ask in the comments or fill out this form !! :)

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

You were sweating hard, a sheen layer of moisture gathered on your brow beneath your balaclava and helmet and breath leaving you in low pants. The knowledge that each corner you took was bringing you closer to winning– to a championship– had you stressed yet excited. All you had to do was hold onto this position for a few more seconds–

Ahead, you could ses the chequered flag waving above the track barriers, white and black squares a blur. Your tires roared against the pavement, engine howling, wind rushing past you.

As you crossed the finish line in first place, you nearly burst with joy. Tears sprung to your eyes immediately.

The cool-down lap felt unreal. You were still in shock. Had you really just won a driver championship for yourself? The first woman in the sport to do so? As you pulled into the parc ferme, you scrambled out of your car in the Mclaren garage. A flash of a signature yellow helmet in your peripheral told you that Ayrton wasn’t far behind.

When you turned to look at him you shouted in joy and he was quick to join you. Together, you jumped around excitedly, his arms looped around your waist with your faces creased into broad smiles. You weren't sure which one of you did it but in a minute your lips were connected in a moment of pure joy.

“I did it!” You exclaimed, pulling away and voice bursting with delight, “I won!”

Ayrton had a wide smile present on his face. “You did it, meu amor!” He repeated, “Você é um campeão mundial!” [You are a world champion]

You smiled wider at his words. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes. Your team had gathered around you, cheers and the feeling of their congratulating shoulder pats overwhelming your system.

“Thank you guys,” you said, voice wobbly with emotion, “I mean it. I couldn't have done it without everyone.”

The Mclaren garage was teeming with bright joy. Smiles were present everywhere you looked. Everyone stood around, cheering for you. You, who had proven yourself to Mclaren and the world that you belonged here. You, who had proved that you were worthy of a seat and the investment. You, that had proved you could do everything male drivers could. You.

Eventually, you were forced to part with the team for the podium. You climbed the stairs to the walkway, waving to the crowd as you climbed onto your spot on the #1 spot. As you stood on display for the world to see, the booming sound of your national anthem began loudly in your ears, reminding you of your achievements. You were trying so hard to be strong, to not get emotional, but it was impossible. You had tears in your eyes as you stood with your face to the sky, letting your overwhelming joy smother you.

The champagne spray began shortly after the anthems had been played. Ayrton, who had secured himself a p2 popped open his bottle, the cork shooting off the top and white fizz running over his fingers like lava before he turned and began pelting you. Immediately, you turned your head away from the onslaught, fizz erupting from your own bottle as you directed your own defensive spray back at you. A wet splash against your back caused you to gasp, body tensing as a second spray of champagne hit you. As your bottles emptied, you laughed, the other podium members joining you.

Slowly, everyone filed off the balcony when the celebration came to an eventual end. After throwing a final wave to the crowd, Ayrton reached for your free hand tenderly as you walked off. “I love you, querida,” he murmured into your ear, pressing a kiss to your hair and squeezing your hand. “I could never be prouder of you.”

You smiled, turning to receive the kisses against your lips. The smile had scarcely disappeared from your face, and your cheeks were beginning to sting. Yet, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. You were beyond happy with your achievements, and Ayrton being by your side to celebrate them made it infinitely better.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ || ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ || ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

[imaseabear]

happy birthday to the man the myth and the legend Ayrton Senna (and me ❤️❤️❤️)

Aryton Senna moodboard

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