#One Day Race

[sapphire-to-the-rain]

unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe / blonde.

+ zoomed in versions :))

[helcef]

SpiderKimi

Part time student, f1/2 driver, spiderman

Full time busy guy, its why hes always napping

Part of his logo suspiciously looks like the Prema racing logo and his suit is Mercedes fireproofs-esque but no ones connected the dots (yet)

Might make this into a whole au, feel free to leave ideas

[gruppocompatto]

Paris - Roubaix (1.UWT): il percorso e i protagonisti

257 km, 29 settori sul pavé per un totale di 55 km sulle pietre. Dylan Van Baarle lo scorso anno stacco tutti vincendo in solitaria a Roubaix Dylan Van Baarle  (Photo by Bas Czerwinski/Getty Images) Una delle classiche più attese, la più dura e imprevedibile!!! Questa domenica sarà davvero una domenica di passione per coloro che saranno impegnati nella centoventesima edizione dell’Inferno del…

[t4yce]

SUZIE TOOT • rupaul’s drag race 17.05 tickled pink runway ↳ for anon

[reidiot]

charles apologising for not being enough after going from p19 to p3 will haunt me for the rest of my life

[love44lew]

kinktober day one: in heat

彡driver max verstappen x fem!reader

彡genre smut (with a little plot), sub!reader, softdom!max, a little dumbification, petnames, unprotected, dirty talk, multiple rounds, reader gets put to sleep #melatonindck

彡summary you wake up from a nap uneasy

彡notes october is my favorite month of the year!! i should’ve started the first but whatever 🙄🙄

彡warning sexual content

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you plopped down on the couch next to max. you had just woken up from a nap with and ache in your lower stomach and in between your legs, you thought it was just your period but that had already passed a week ago. you didnt know what was wrong with you. 

your panties were soaked and your palms were clammy. probably had a wet dream, but now that wet dream has effected your real life and you need help. you lie in a fetal position with your hands pressing your lower stomach. max placed his phone down and ran his baby soft hands down your back, moving his thigh a little so your head can rest on it. “whats wrong liefde?” his brows furrowed as his face showed genuine concern. you just groaned in response, your nose nuzzling into his thigh with your eyes shut. “baby” he tucked some hair back from your face.

your eyes fluttered open as your gaze locked on him. your puplils dilating a little wider upon seeing his face. “my pretty girl, whats wrong with you? are you sick?” he placed the back of his hand on your forehead. you were a little warm, but its naturally cold in the house so you were all wrapped up in your blankets. “mm-mh” you shook your head. “cramps?” you shook your head again. “i cant help you if you dont use your words” he brushed a finger over your eyelid as his hand cupped the side if your face. “t-touch me, please” your legs slightly shivering as the words managed to collect into anything but a slur. “ima need you to be more specific, i’m touching you right now” he lifted an eyebrow and you whined a little in frustration with his slight naiveness.

“touch my body while you fuck me. fuck me please, it hurts” your breath hitched and your voice cracked as you sat up. without a word max began stripping off his clothes. you quickly threw aside your shirt which was the only thing you had on. you turned around your knees dug into the soft cushions and your back arched as you waited dripping for him. max slapped his heavy cock on your cunt, your legs shaking a little. “so fucking wet for me” he rubbed his shaft between your folds before positioning himself aligned with your dripping cunt.

his cock sunk into you, air released making a funny sound. max giggled, “pussy talking to me, huh?” his hand landed hard on your rear mounds. the sting was so sweet your hips thrusted back onto him.

he continued thrusting into you as your bodies moved in synch with each other. he reached his hand over to grab your wrists, holding them behind you as his other hand lay on your lower back. his cock dug deeper than before, your cunt making wet noises as your slick coated his shaft. “mm doll, you’re taking me so well” his voice rung sweetly in your ears. you hear nothing but the sounds of your own muffled moans him pounding into your soaking hole.

you felt like you could go on for hours without being completely satisfied, which is exactly what happened. you both came in 5 different positions and your cunt still wanted more, your legs were so tired and you could barely collect words together or even form a thought. the pressure had relieved a bit but his cock felt sooo soo good and you took him so well he couldn’t get enough of your cunt either.

“my dick might fall off if we keep this up” your mouth tugged into a weak smile at his remark.

“you like it when i make you cum back to back though..” he sat up and tapped his thigh signaling that you get on. you straddled him as you slowly sunk down onto his still very prominent arousal, using his shoulders as leverage. you rested your temple on his shoulder and felt yourself start to slip away. max pushed his shoulder forward forcing your head up as your tired eyes stared into his.

“stay awake, just a little longer.” your head tipped to the side as you sigh. “here, hold my hand” he whispers, taking your hand in his as your fingers intertwine.

his other hand grips on your hip, squeezing until it feels like its bruising—like you didn’t already enough of those. you gripped your hand on his shoulder and tried to lift yourself but you came crashing down as soon as you went up. you whined as your head fell onto his shoulder.

“i know baby, i know.” he rubs circles on your hip with his thumb. max adjusts himself causing you to let out an involuntary whimper.

he lets go of your hand and slides both of them to under your bum to hold you up to slowly let you back down and then up again. you feel his strong arms and chest flex with every movement. he groans when you rock your hips for him to go faster. his hips buck up into you, you yelp at the sudden force.

“sorry, sorry” max kisses your cheek along with a trail of apologies.

“dont s-stop” you whine out and he obliged, bucking his hips up again and again. he fucks you so good you could feel another orgasm approaching with every time he hit the spots you didn’t know existed but stung oh so good. “oh fuck-“ you felt another thick knot welling up in your core. you hugged him closer your moans and whines muffled into his shoulder.

your walls spasmed around him as your legs began to quiver.

“are you close, mijn liefje?” he asked panting a little. you just nodded, too drunk on bliss as his shaft continues to bruise your cunt.

“fuck—me too” his cock twitches inside your gummy walls.

“you want me to fill this pretty pussy again? hm?” his voice quivered a little. you nodded once again.

his pace picked up as his own climax came near. max’s tone went up a little higher than before, his groans and moans shifting into panting and a couple whimpers here and there.

“fuck fuck fuuuhh~ fuckfuckfucshitkfuck” as he pumped pearly ropes into your cunt, your own climax followed shortly behind. you now using his arms as support to grind your clit down onto his base. waves of pleasure washed over you as your body shivered and shook. your body had given out, passing out in his arms, with his cock still buried deep in your walls.

“liefde?” max called to you between pants, none to his avail, no response. a smile creeped on his face,

“i put my baby to sleep, hm?” he said to himself quietly as he felt all your muscles relax, your body melting impossibly further onto his. with his soft, plump lips, he landed soft kisses on your shoulder and neck, rubbing circles up and down your back.

[cryptidstealingyourcreditcard]

okay but hiccup and snotlout are totally the type of cousins to just randomly enter each others room, say something mildly disturbing, and leave without closing the door

[ryssbelle]

Thought of this while at work, sorry it's a bit hard to read I sketched it out really fast before my last shift lmao wanted to get it done so I could work on other stuff hehe

If it's any consultation Floyd is mostly talking about himself

[pastryfication]

new year’s day, oscar piastri

note: a little blurb to welcome the new year! happy 1st of january guys, i hope your hangover isn’t too bad… thank you all so much for being a part of my 2024 <33 i can feel that 2025 is gonna be our year!

the first thing you feel when you wake is the urge to groan. your entire body feels mushy and wrong and your head aches terribly.

the sound almost leaves your lips, but then you feel the warm, bare chest beneath your cheek.

it rises and falls steadily, almost lulling you back to sleep as your eyes glib sleepily against the light in the room.

“are you awake, baby?” the chest beneath your cheek rumble as your boyfriend gruffly speaks.

“mhmm, no,” you mumble into his bare skin, snuggling into the muscle to hide yourself from the light. “‘don’t wanna move.”

“i have to pee, baby.” oscar laughs at your form, gently trying to remove himself from your grip.

“no.” you drag out the word, your fingers numbly digging into his back to keep him with you. “don’t leave me.”

he laughs again, the sound melodic even in your pounding head. “i’m sorry…” he ignores your protests and slip out from beneath you, hissing when his bare feet hit the cold floor.

as you lie back, you take a moment to admire your boyfriends body from the back. he’s only wearing a pair of black boxers, so his back muscles and thighs were on full display for your hungry eyes, but as the bathroom door closes behind him, you sigh loudly.

sitting up in bed, you take a moment to take in your surroundings. you’re only wearing underpants and a big t-shirt belonging to the boy in the bathroom. your hair is a mess, and your hand gets stuck when you try to run it through knots.

the bedroom door is wide open, and a trail of glitter leads from the doorway to your bedside. just outside, you spot your silver heals laying in a heap with your glittery clutch and the mini dress you had worn yesterday.

you almost sigh audibly again when you slowly stand from the warm bed, walking to the door to lean against the wall. there, you spot the mess left behind by the party you had thrown with your friends just hours before.

confetti covered every possible surface and the floor was littered with empty bottles and crushed crisps. dirty dishes lined the kitchen counter and the thought alone of all the cleaning you would have to do was enough to almost send you back to bed.

but as the overwhelming thoughts start to envelope you, a warm hand encircles your waist and a chin rests on your shoulder.

“we’ll figure it out, baby.” he reads your thoughts immediately as he moves to give you a real hug from behind. “we’ll figure it out together, baby.”

at his words you smile. never before had you had such a perfect boyfriend. someone who not only wanted your exciting midnights, but also the tired new year’s day the morning after.

[rosiesrroses]

Valentines | mv1

in which max spends valentines day with his girlfriend

paring: max verstappen x fem!reader

warning: fluff (lmk if there's something else!), not proofread (just wrote and then posted)

finished: 08 December 2024

posted: 08 December 2024

word count: 380 words

My love for u is ever lasting, it will last until eternity ends~

third person pov

Y/n knew at the beginning of their relationship that Max wasn't into celebrating Valentine's Day, and although she loved Valentine, she respected him. 

But that didn't stop her from going out with her friends and having a galentines dinner with them. 

Y/n is dressed in a short red dress with little bows on the straps paired with some red Mary Jane’s with bows on the front. 

“How late will you be back, schatje?” Max asked her as she stood in front of the mirror, applying some lipstick. 

“Maybe around 9?” she shrugged, then turned around to face him. “I’ll let you know once we leave,” 

Now entering their living room, she picked up her small purse and her car keys. 

“Are you sure you don't want me to drop you off?” he asked her. 

“I’ll be fine, Max. I promise,” she promised him. 

At the front door, they both bid their goodbyes.

“Be safe, okay?” he asked her. 

“I will,” she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and then left their shared apartment. 

Once Max made sure she left the building and safely in her car, he put his plan in motion. 

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The sky was now darker, the streetlights were on and Y/n could see couples, young and old, dining in restaurants and celebrating Valentine's Day. 

She smiled sadly, wishing that that were her and Max. But she shook her head at the silly thought. 

She pulled into a parking space in front of the apartment building, sighing as she climbed out of her car and took the elevator.

As she reached their front door, unlocking it and stepping out, she froze seeing the sight in front of her.

Their apartment was filled with beautiful roses and some lit candles, and Max appeared in a suit, holding a bouquet of white and pink tulips. 

She smiled but that quickly turned into a frown.

“I thought you didn’t like Valentines?” she asked as he walked over to her. 

“I don’t, but I like you,” he smiled softly. 

“So, will you be my Valentine?”

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note ~ i didn't know how to end this 😭😭 but i hope you enjoyed reading

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[jadedjuicerider]

IT FEELS SO CORRECT

[finifugue]

something about red bull being where world champions go to kill and ferrari being where world champions go to die

[gruppocompatto]

Dwars door Vlaanderen (1.UWT), One Day Race: il percorso e i favoriti

11 muri e 9 tratti in pavé rappresentano le difficoltà della settantasettesima edizione della Dwars door Vlaanderen Planimetria 77esima edizione della Dwars door Vlaanderen – A travers le Flandre (1.UWT) che si svolge domani con partenza da Roeselare e arrivo a Waregem dopo 183,7 km e un dislivello di 1437 metri; in programma 11 muri per quella che è l’ultima corsa di avvicinamento alla Ronde van…

[formulanni]

Dear lord please double Logan Sargeant’s misfortune and give it to the British this weekend 🧎‍♀️

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time

[dynamo-deepblue]

Crash doesn't like to see Coco get frustrated, so he helps out by working his magic! Crash himself probably doesn't even know what he did to help, lol.

I've never really done a comic-type thing like this so this was more a challenge for me to draw characters interacting and also attempting to draw them consistently. It was a fun exercise :)

[eat-your-milk]

Yall ever think about the fact that Viggo is voiced by Doc Ock? Because I do. I think about it a lot.