#Interstate 70

[kodachrome-net]

Through the Mountains, Colorado, September 2023

[thatawaydad]

Peruque Valley Park Hike

Hike along a short ridge above a pebble-filled stream and by baseball fields at Peruque Valley Park in Wentzville. This is a 1 mile hike with 33 feet of elevation gain. It is paved in two parts with the middle area being gravel. Start of the hike heading east. Start of the Hike I parked on the east side of the large lot and headed to the cement path. I headed to the right along the path…

[legacydevice]

Interstate Programaster 1125

[glittergroovy]

April to Death - Flower Face

[tchaikovskaya]

while my mind is on headlights and my patronizing gripes about them, i'll add this: if it's raining hard in the middle of the day (like *insert the unfortunate idiom of domestic abuse* kind of rain when its still very bright out), and you're driving in somewhat dense/heavy traffic, do not put your fucking high beam lights on. the light bounces off of the rain droplets and makes visibility a billion times worse. for goddamn everyone around you. which makes everyone else put their high beams on bc they cant see SHIT. creating a dangerous and eyeball-searing feedback loop.

when you're driving in rain, esp on a lower-speed road, having your lights on is important secondarily [primarily is your own visibility obvi] for a) letting oncoming traffic see you, and b) letting cars in front of you see you in their rear view mirrors. some people even say that if its bright enough u can/should use fog lights to mitigate the whole light-water reflection effect, but iirc those usually dont light up the car's tail lights, which are important for cars behind you to see you. however i maintain that unless you're driving on a highway/interstate or some other "higher-speed" roadway with few stops/lights/intersections, if the rain/snow/fog is so bad that you can't see a car like 4-5 car lengths in front of you until they hit the brakes and you're Right There and you need to stop or significantly slow down, you're either driving way too fast for the conditions or following way too close. :))))

[dewvorce-flowers]

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[koravelliumavast]

They should invent a me who’s not afraid to pass cars

[anissapierce]

Reading a book called screening the sexes homosexuality in movies from 1973 and im xiv pages in and already theres this killer line "sexual organs themselves are exactly like musical instruments"

[thecelestial-art]

Adulthood is so crazy like I pay my own rent and live in a completely different state and I’m still like “my parents said I can’t drive on the interstate :( I cut my hair how am I going to explain this when I see them in three months :(((“

[basil-doing-things]

LOOK AT HER

[world-fresh-news]

Tragedy Strikes on I-70 in Ohio: Six Lives Lost, Dozens Injured in Horrific Semi-Bus Collision

A catastrophic collision unfolded on Interstate 70 in Ohio, sending shockwaves through the community, as a semi-truck plowed into a school bus carrying students. With at least six confirmed fatalities and over a dozen individuals injured, the incident has prompted a comprehensive response from emergency services.  The harrowing incident occurred just east of Columbus, Ohio, when a semi-truck…

[kodachrome-net]

Fall colors along I-70, Colorado, September 30, 2023

[gristlegrinder]

isgarren and mabon. prove me wrong

[walkingcontradictionwithanxiety]

1970: A Milestone for the Interstate Highway System is Achieved in Wyoming

1970: A Milestone for the Interstate Highway System is Achieved in Wyoming

October 3, 1970 In Wyoming, a 77-mile (123.9-kilometer) segment of Interstate 80 between the city of Laramie and community of Walcott Junction was …1970: A Milestone for the Interstate Highway System is Achieved in Wyoming

[turcott3]

nasty

trevor zegras x fem! reader

warnings?: smut!, cursing, fingering, oral male receiving, unprotected sex, p in v and of course a little bit of fluff

positions fics masterlist

~don’t wanna wait on it tonight, i wanna get nasty~

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“trevor, can we go now?” you ask, tugging in his sleeve. you were at the team dinner, which was practically over by now since people had already begun to leave.

“just wait y/n, stop rushing everything’s okay.” he says trying to soothe whatever nerves you had.

“need you so bad.” you whisper into his ear.

“just five more minutes okay?” he replies kissing you on the cheek causing the heat between your legs to burn hotter. you adjusted the way you were sitting and scooted away from your boyfriend, after all his hand running up and down your thigh all night had been the cause of all of this. the five minutes finally pass and you take it upon yourself to leave.

“it was lovely seeing everyone, but we have to go. have a great night.” you smile, anxiously pulling trevor by the sleeve out of the restaurant.

“what was all of that?” he asks once we get to the car.

“trevor you’ve been driving me crazy, your hand running up and down my thigh all night. i was fighting off goosebumps so people wouldn’t think anything was going on at the table. and now i’ve been sitting in soaking underwear for at least an hour, probably more. take us home now.” you demand and he giggles, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

“so antsy baby.” he smirks placing his hand back on your thigh.

“trevor.”

“relax baby, i got you.” he says as he merges onto the interstate, putting the car in cruise control. his right hand travels closer and closer to the heat between my legs, running two fingers over your wet underwear.

“wow you weren’t lying.” he laughs, sliding your pantries to the side and running his fingers through your sensitive folds.

“fuck.” you say shutting your eyes, you’d been yearning for this feeling for the last few hours and it was finally here. you didn’t care that you were in the car riding down the highway at 70 miles per hour.

“that’s my good girl.” he says as he presses two fingers into you causing you to moan loudly.

“fuck trevor. oh my god.” you said as he moved his fingers at an unforgivably slow but godly pace, curling his fingers inside you.

“tell me how it feels huh.” he says.

“it’s fucking good, really fucking good.” you gasp, grabbing tightly onto his wrist as he brought you closer to the edge, quicker than you could’ve ever imagined, almost embarrassingly quick.

“i’m gonna come.” you say breathlessly.

“come for me baby.” he says as you tighten around his fingers, practically screaming out of pleasure as an orgasm rips through your body.

“oh my god.” you gasp, struggling for air, “get off the interstate right now.”

“okay?” he says, sucking his fingers clean of your mess. he finds the nearest exit and pulls into a dimly lit parking lot, stopping the car.

“it’s your turn.” you say as you unbutton his belt, palming at his dick through his underwear, feeling him grow under you.

“y/n.” he says with his breath shaking. you tug down the waistband allowing his dick to spring free. you take it into your hand before leaning over the console and spitting on it, jerking him off more.

“couldn’t wait until we got home, needed you right now.” you say looking up through your eyelashes at the boy who was in awe of you. your tongue makes contact with his tip, tasting the salty taste of his pre cum instantly. with the help of your hand, you took all of him into your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and pulling him out with the pop of your lips, saliva covering the area around your mouth. you swirled your tongue around the tip while pumping with your hands before taking him all back into your mouth, this time sucking in your cheeks, causing you to gag slightly. you take him out of your mouth, spit webbing from your mouth, which you wipe away with your arm. with tears in your eyes, you make eye contact with the boy, who grabs you by the face with one hand and kisses you shamelessly.

“god you’re so fucking perfect.” he says once he pulls away, sounding nearly intoxicated by the way you made him feel. you climb over the console and straddle his lap, stroking his dick a few more times before placing a hand on his shoulder as you lined him up with your entrance. you sank onto him, a raspy moan leaving your mouth.

“you fit so perfectly around me.” he said pulling your dress up and placing both hands on your bare ass. you bounce up and down at a rhythmic pace, your moans consistent. your lips attached, tongues tangled for what seemed like hours, but after a while, he gripped tightly onto your ass as he littered your neck with hickeys. trevor needed more.

“fuck.” you scream as he bucks his hips up into you, pounding as hard as he could.

“such a pretty girl when i’m fucking you like this.” he says grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he thrusted into you at an unforgiving speed, hitting the sweet spot deep inside of you each time.

“oh my god, trevor.” you say, both of your arms wrapping around his shoulders and laying your head on one of them as he continued his pace. you felt yet another orgasm creeping up on you, but you tried your best to hold off.

“are you gonna come for me, i feel you tightening around me, so good.” he says into your ear sending you over the edge.

“oh my fuck.” you say as he slows down his pace, fucking you through your high. his strokes getting slower and sloppier until you feel his warm seed spill deep inside you, slowing down until you were both still, breathing heavily. you could feel his hot breath on your shoulder as he kissed it.

“baby, you made me come so much.” you smile, legs shaking, leaning up to look at his face and kissing him sloppily.

“god i love you.” he says when you pull him out of you and sit back in your seat.

“i love you more.” you say leaning over to kiss him again.

“let’s get home and clean you up okay baby?” he asks, placing his hand back on your thigh, more innocently this time.

“okay.” you sigh, recovering from the fucking you’d the received.

“you know i’m kinda glad you didn’t wanna wait because that was the hottest thing i have ever experienced.” he laughs as you pull into the parking garage of your apartment complex.

“you’re the hottest thing i’ve ever experienced.” you laugh as a reply. you spent the rest of the night together in your bed, fucking like bunnies. you never wanted to stop the feeling he gave you these nights, but most importantly you’d never been more in love.

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[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 10

PREVIOUS

He calls his grandma to thank her for everything. She promises him that if anything keeps him from her on Christmas she’ll just make her way over to South Carolina to see him. “Maybe I can give that boy who is bullying you a piece of my mind!” She says and he loves her for it even if the thought of Andrew vs. his 70 year old grandma gives him heart palpitations that have nothing to do with the five hour energy he just slammed when no one was looking.

(He had eaten turkey because Abby had asked if he didn’t like it when he had forgone the white meat being passed around. She looked SAD so he just piled the dark meat onto his plate (at least it has less tryptophan) trip and now he needs to counteract the turkey. He could not afford to be sleepy on the impending car ride.)

He lets her know that everyone likes her pie and Abby had been overjoyed when he informed her that his gran always attaches a recipe card to the bottom for any pie in transit / for public consumption. (This is a woman who has been asked enough that she has the confidence to assume).

He gets off the line and feels the 5 hour energy kick in when Captain Neil appears out of nowhere next to him and he thinks he strains something when he resists the flinch his rapidly beating heart almost forces him into. “What language was that?” He asks.

“Polish.”

“You really do know a lot of languages. Just like your friend said.”

DANGER. DANGER. DANGER.

“Not that many.” DEFLECT DEFLECT DEFLECT “When are we heading out to Columbia?” DAMMIT

Captain Neil blinks but smiles, “We’ll be heading out in a little bit. Abby’s packing us leftovers. Too bad there’s no pie left. Do you think we could make it at the house? Andrew really liked it.” Neil says.

Pie is a safe topic. Pie will not betray him. Also if Andrew wants pie then he can’t kill FF until FF makes it and, perhaps, the pie will buy him a few extra days of mercy from his executioner.

“We can try. The secret ingredient is a grandma’s love though.” He says because it’s on the recipe card. It’s the most important ingredient in the whole pie. It’s what can keep a pie warm across a country. “Gran always says whipped cream can be used as a substitute though.” he says.

Captain Neil blushes.

DAMMIT WHY? WHY BRING UP THE WHIPPED CREAM?

“Well, we’ll have to pick some up from the store.” Captain Neil manages.

FF blanks his face as best he can and nods but gets up his heart beating too fast to remain seated. “I’ll be outside.” He says because he needs to walk around in some circles while he can. The car ride to Columbia is going to be a nightmare in general but especially since he slammed the five hour energy.

Kevin is the reason for the hold-up and the reason that FF gets 80 more laps around the house. He’s reminding them that they can’t stop exercising just because it’s a break gesturing to himself and the 20 minutes of squats that he just did to burn off the pie and then to FF who passes a window for the 10th time since this conversation started “See FF is keeping up with his fitness. Be more like him.”

Wymack eventually drags Kevin out of the house and into his car since they’re spending the break together. He flashes FF a thumbs up as FF passes and FF (unaware as always but great at mimicking social cues) gives him a thumbs up back.

It’s then that they get into the car. FF (as is the way of the world) is sitting bitch with Aaron and Nicky on either side of him.

Captain Neil is up front and starts to play some music. Both Nicky and Aaron are conked out before they even reach the entrance to the interstate. They have also slumped onto FF with Aaron asleep on his shoulder and Nicky drooling into his hair.

“You can just shove them off.” Andrew says.

“It’s fine.” FF says reminiscing about the last time he’d had something like this.

20 minutes later it’s not fine because the five hour energy is definitely kicking in but it would be so rude to move and wake Nicky and Aaron up. Nicky is probably tired because he came to check on FF five different times the night before and kept dragging him away from whatever Saw movie he was taking notes on and Aaron ate a LOT of white meat so he’s filled to the brim with tryptophan.

But he thinks he’s about to vibrate out of his skin.

He closes his eyes to try and breathe through this when.

“Smith said that we can try and recreate his grandma’s pie. We’ll just have to do a grocery run tomorrow.” Captain Neil says in Russian.

“It was good pie.” Andrew returns in the same language.

“He said that the secret ingredient is grandmotherly love.”

“It was on the recipe card. It said for best results be sure to add throughout the baking process.”

“His grandma said whipped cream was a good replacement. That it goes great with the pie.”

Uh-oh

FF knows that tone.

FF has fled across campus, the bus, the dorm room, and (one one notable occasion) the locker room when he has heard that tone coming from Captain Neil.

“Pie isn’t the only thing it will enhance the flavor of.” Andrew says back and FF feels as the car speeds up.

FF wishes that Andrew would just hurry up and crazy murder him already. He’d take the reverse bear trap over this psychological torture. He wants to pull up his phone and read if the Geneva Conventions list this as a war crime.

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