#freash

[aigle-suisse]

Young woman hiking in summer par Jacob Gregory Via Flickr : Young woman hiking in summer near Rogue River

[angstyhikka]

Choose you fighterXD

[gothic-digital-circus-askblog]

Tw: blood

[Knife throwing with kaufmo ft freash pomni]

[Freash pomni by @triangularitydubs]

Ver with 🩸

[arcanespillo]

"Fresh Blood"

Supernatural S3E07

[habitual-creatures]

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-Mystery guest

WASN'T WORRIED. JUST WANTED THAT DUMBASS TO GIVE A REASON IF HE WANTED TO HOLD ME BACK.

[ REGARDS, HABIT ]

[altospaceangel]

After seeing it all over my dash for years, I will be watching “What We Do In The Shadows” for the first time!

Things I know

1) Goofy vampires failing to blend in to society

2) Why are they Russian?

3) They wear a lot of furs (Or maybe just Nandor?)

4) Guillermo becomes awesome

5) Nandor is hilarious

6) Nadia seems hilarious too (Natasha? Is her name Nydia?)

7) Guillermo and Nandor start out as servant/master but end up a couple I think???

8) “The Superb Owl”

9) I know Nandor has a goofy alter ego who he thinks is normal with a name like “Johnny Magnificent” or something like that

10) “New York CITAY” (that’s Nandor, right?)

11) There’s a normal bald guy in a sweater, I’m unsure how he fits into any of this? He reminds me of Toby from “The Office” so I already feel bad for him

12) Also I could have sworn there was a movie too, but I’m not finding it, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The tag for my liveblogging and WWDITS related posts will be #altowwdits if any followers want to mute it or any vampire fans want to watch me go into this blind haha

[misbehaving-pet]

X this is also on my Ao3

[pizzapasta23045]

If the Tsaritsa and Pierro don't have some vaguely romantic shit going on between them I don't wanna hear it. I am firm in my HC of Pietro being the Tsaritsa's husband and I will not change my mind ever.

[egorax]

[gloomyjulliette]

So the SH2r had me alllllllll the way till the very end. The way you get the endings has changed and unlike the collective who likes this game I'm not the biggest fan of In Water and there's too many ways to lock you into that including using the previous way to get Leave to now get In Water 😒

[x-alightinthedark]

I just saw someone losing their minds because someone edited Lewis' face on Charles' selfie from the other day because they wanted to manifest a win there for next year... girl get off the Internet, go touch some grass or something. It's not that serious, jesus christ

[theknitpotato]

The Great Salt Lake in Utah, United States.

Fun fact: The Great Salt Lake has a railroad causeway that separates the lake into two bodies of water.

The blue side is mixed with fresh water from three different rivers, so its salt levels are much lower than the pink side.

The pink side has almost 10 times the salt concentration of the ocean and is home to salt-loving organisms that give the water it’s pink hue

@giveusthisdane

[g0om]

actually today is amazing

[bunnys-kisses]

Hi love can I get a tiramisu with a side hot coffee (w baby trapping) made freash by Max Verstappen ty 💛

bakery menu (complete)

want to submit your own order? then hit up the menu! i have tons of items to choose from and i'd love for you to check them out! any driver is available (must be 18+, duh) so please feel free to throw your orders my way <3 i love the way your mind thinks, lovely anon. that's one way to get competition off the track! i hope you love the fic!

tiramisu (“my little slut to ruin.”) + coffee (rivals au) served by max verstappen (formula one)!!

cw: smut/pwp, driver!reader, rivals au, baby trapping, (technically) unprotected sex, jos verstappen jumpscare, missionary & mating press,

max knew the hunger of racing. it was almost a blood lust. it was a fire in the belly of a driver that pushed them to such limits that it would kill some. formula one drivers were all striving to be the best. max knew this quite well, spending years in a shadow he could never escape. he yearned for approval but it always came to him like a bitter pill. but, not you. you were the track's princess, praise came to you on a silver platter.

and it annoyed the hell out of max. many prayed for his downfall both on a driving level, but also on a personal level. people wanted him to fail, but those same people wanted you to fly high to a second world championship.

so when he saw his own father smiling at you and give you a firm hand shake followed by a pat on the back after a spectacular win. max knew there was one thing to do.

make sure you never stepped foot on the track again.

"c'mon, schat." max said as he leaned against the doorway of the motor home on the track. he saw you walk by back to your teams. he crossed his arms and watched you on shaky legs.

you made a face, "treasure?" you laughed, your voice bounced a little down the row of motor homes for the weekend, "max verstappen, do you forget who i am?"

he snickered, "currently you look like a shaky deer. why are you in heels, you never wear heels?" the two of you butt heads often. you seemed to get under each other's skin often enough.

"it's called going on a date, max. have you heard of those? plus, shouldn't you be fucking some grid bunny tonight? we are on your home turf, might as well trap some poor girl with your bastard."

he laughed louder, "funny. were you having a night on the town? i bet you opened your legs to whatever manager you could find. whoever would give you the biggest contract." his words were biting and so were yours. while it was always better to catch flies with honey than vinegar.

it was easier to catch a rival with vitriol than kindness.

you got your heels off and threw them one after the other towards him before you stopped over bare foot to get in his face. you got onto the small porch and he was all smiles.

"do you have-"

"of course. after all, you're not the first grid bunny of the weekend." then pulled you into the motor home with a slam of the front door. before you could chew him out for that term being used towards you. he had you pressed against the door of the motor home with your leg wrapped around his hip and his large hand pushing up the already short skirt of your dress.

he had no interest in any of the fans with his face plastered across their fat tits. while the women of his home country were beautiful, his eyes were set on the snapping jaws of another driver.

his lips down your neck, teeth grazed across your pulse point and it made you shudder. nipples grew hard under his touch. he started to grope your breasts and you moaned out loud in the near empty motor home.

clothes were shed, leaving you vulnerable. it was a surprise that you made it to the bed. for a brief moment as you dragged him to the bedroom, max thought he was going to breed his future wife on the linoleum wooden floor. and max may have wanted you bred asap but, he wasn't going to hurt your poor elbows and knees. his wife deserved the best, you were going to be doing a big thing. giving birth to the next legend of the track.

"schat." he said softly his mouth to your ear. his strong arms wrapped around you and pulled to his chest. his hands then went to your breasts where he groped the flesh, near bruising them. they were only going to get prettier once you got pregnant. he felt lucky tonight.

"max. fuck." you groaned before you managed to pull yourself away from him and get onto the bed. you propped yourself up on your elbows as you gazed at him. he eyed your beauty as he got closer to you and the bed. his cock at full attention.

oh yeah, you'd never step foot in a car again after tonight. well give it a few weeks and then you'll be off the track for good. he got between your legs on the bed. he got those lovely thighs around him as he continued to gaze at your figure.

"pretty thing." he said, "should i be worried that another man touched you tonight? or were you a good girl?"

you looked at him, "you're not my husband. max. you don't own me."

max smiled before he leaned over you, his bare cock almost slipped into your slick hole as he grabbed a condom from the box in the nightstand. you were trying to get out from under him before he slipped in without protection. a condom was what you thought was your savior. but, max had pricked little holes in it earlier, when he found out you'd be back to the track late.

you watched him get the condom on, the low light made it almost impossible to notice that there were small tears int he tip of the condom. with enough force of his hips, max could probably tear through it. you held onto his forearms as he rubbed his cock up against you for a few moments before he sank inside your sweet cunt. it made him groan and feel a heat in him.

"perfect little thing. i bet you thought about me while you were out. thought about all the thing i'd do you that's why you came in here, right? because you knew you'd get that cunt fucked out."

you felt your ears burn as he continued to rut against you. you dug your short nails into his arms as he thrusted against you. his cock was like a bully, just like the rest of him. but it made your toes curl as you laid under him.

max verstappen was your rival and now he was too busy gorging on your cunt like he owned it. like you were a couple. but, little did you know. the plan was going well in max's mind. it wasn't a difficult one anyway. he just needed his achy, thick cock inside of your gooey cunt and finish inside of you. the rest was biology's doing so he could take his hands off the wheel for that.

and if you weren't pregnant there was a whole other leg of the season plus the off season to really make sure it took. but, you strived for perfection, it was written in your dna. so you'd be good and take him the first time. let his baby sprout in your sweet womb. no need to think about racing when you're caring for his child.

"jij bent de mijne." he said like a promise as he picked up the pace. his cock shoved into the softest parts of you. for such a bitch on the track, your pussy was gummy soft and just pulled him in.

you whined and arched your back. max enjoyed the heavy rise and fall of your pretty breasts. oh, you were beautiful. maybe he was lucky, giving you a baby now. not allow anyone else on the grid to get a taste of you. because you were the kind of woman that men got addicted to.

he picked your hips up further and started to really work at it. your legs were over his shoulders while he fucked you with such vigor that you couldn't find it in you to grip onto the covers under your back. your toes curled while he pounded into you. heat flashed across your body and you felt like you were on fire.

you panted and moaned while max was determined to breed you. you'd be such a pretty mother to his children. did you think he was stopping at one? no. because with you he was going to breed champions and that fact made pleasure lick up in his stomach. he watched you squirm a little as you neared climax and it made max hot all over.

yeah, it was only right that he bred you. keep you off the track and at home with the kids. no need to step on anymore toes in formula one. retire with grace and raise his kids. put that hot feminine body of yours to good use, grow them well in your soft womb. be good for your husband.

he leaned further, pushing you further into yourself to kiss you hotly on the lips once more. he felt your cunt tighten around him as you panted heavily. he had you in a full mating press as his cock bruised your sweet insides. poor thing, marked forever by your rival. the kissed between you two were hot and left heat dripping through your body. his cock felt heavy between your legs. pushing you to your limit. that was a good future mrs. verstappen. you climaxed, he watched bliss crossed your face as you tensed up then relaxed. your heart hammered in your ears as you laid under him, knees to your chest and over his shoulders while his leaky blunt cock head hit against you.

he came soon after, but even when he stilled to a stop. he kept the position to make sure every last drop knew where to go. now wasn't the time for mishaps. he knew that the condom was fully torn at the tip. there was nothing protecting that pretty cunt of yours.

sorry, schat, that was the game. and as max looked into your dazed eyes, he thought that you didn't mind. when he put your legs down and got you on your stomach.

you whimpered a little and he shushed you with heated kiss. he didn't even try to pretend he changed the condom before he was back to being inside of you. you two had a long night together.

max hungered for a lot of things, but as he listened to your sweet whimper and moans, he hungered for one thing. your cunt happily drooling down his cock.

-

"think he's going to do it?" max asked, his arms crossed over your rounded middle. his head on your shoulder as you both watched your eldest son do a second lap on the track.

you looked at him and replied, "of course he will. he's our son." your son, remko was eight now and had taken to the track like nothing else. maybe max's plan didn't work when he made you retire years earlier due to being pregnant with your son. you would eventually step on the track again, first watching your husband win three more championships and now your son taking an interest in it.

you turned back to your son as he hugged the curves of the track. you worried your bottom lip a little. it was a little too much hugging for your liking. you rubbed your lower back. maybe it was the pregnancy emotions getting to you. making you worry.

your career ended after two championships. something you held with pride. you were married to max now, had a son and expecting another in a few short months. as max rubbed your middle and kissed your cheek. you did get one thing out of it though, a promise from your young son that while he would race under the verstappen last name, he'd happily race under your country's flag.

so while you couldn't bring your nation joy, you'd be nothing but smiles when your son held the flag high in due time. some would've considered that max trapped you with a baby (or rather two). but those same blue eyes and charming smile still lured you in. even though you had your doubts about that night being an 'accident', there was nothing you could really do now. both your boys needed their father.

"i love you." max said, hand wide across your swollen middle.

you looked at him, your rival turned husband. as your son crossed the finish line for his practice, you kissed your husband on the lips. the time of the laps were called and you said to max, "i love you too." then watched your husband pull away to congratulate remko on a good practice.

knowing your luck both of your kids will be in racing. and you knew if max had his way, the entire future grid would have the verstappen last name. <3

[bluberimufim]

Hiii! Hello! I can't think of anything to say but I feel bad not saying anything. So. Hi <3

This is from the very first part of chapter 1 of "Devourer of Souls"! Literally right before Seth and Theo meet!

Sunlight fell through the window, like a gentle touch on Seth's sleeping face. She awoke gradually, welcoming consciousness with a slow blink. She allowed herself a moment to look through the window. On the other side of the glass, green fields stretched as far as the eye could see. Everything was bathed in the soft light of the dawn, painting the sky in rosy hues. She got up and grabbed her cane, leaning against the wall right next to the bed. Her leg didn't hurt a lot today. It was going to be a good day. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she headed to the kitchen to fix breakfast. In her mind, she'd already started putting together a list of all the things she needed to do today. First, she needed to water the crops, then tend to the flowers, and if she had time, she could head into town- She stopped at the doorway to the kitchen. There was another person in the house. Someone was there. Whoever it was, they didn't seem to notice her, - which was strange, considering how much noise the old floorboards made.

*cut to Theo, so engrossed in stealing bread she doesn't even notice that this house is inhabited*

Daily Sip 1/13

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[sauronsgirl]

Midnight Dessert

Pietro Maximoff xF!Reader

Warning: smut 18+

-Pietro! Someone could see us! you half protest half moan as he kisses the inside of your thighs.

-They are all sleeping don’t worry. Plus, don’t tell me the risk of being caught doesn’t turn you on? says Pietro smirking as he pulls down your pyjamas short and panties.

You woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty. When you came into the kitchen, Pietro was sitting on the kitchen island, eating an apple. He is always hungry since he spend a lot of energy everyday in his running.

You two are secretly dating since a few months and you don’t want the team to find out about the both of you yet. They would tease you constantly. Plus, you like the idea of always sneeking around with Pietro, it’s exciting.

You are now sitting on the kitchen island with him kneeling between your legs. He looks at you teasingly before putting his mouth to work. You moan quietly as he devors you, licking your folds like it’s his favorite dessert. He switches between kitten licks and sucking on your clit. Your hands find his hair and grab it hard in pleasure, making him moan against your dripping cunt. Tears pools into your eyes as he makes you feel so good. Pietro has a gifted mouth.

He inserts two fingers inside of you, finding your g-spot immediately as he sucks hard on your clit. You almost scream in exctasy, bringing one of your hand to your mouth just in time to hide the noise. Pietro smirks as he eats you out. It’s his favorite thing, bringing you pleasure and seeing you lost in pure bliss. You feel your orgasm approaching, your thighs starting to shake.

Pietro climbs up your body, with his fingers still pumping fast inside of you, making a squelching noise because of how wet you are. It’s almost embarrassing. Almost. He kisses you, making you taste yourself on his lips. You whimper at the salty taste.

-Are you going to be my good girl and cum for me? he whispers against your mouth.

-Yes…please Pietro.. you beg on the edge of coming.

-Then come for me Princeznà.

The petname, a circle of your clit with his tumb and it does the trick. You climax hard, a breathless moan escaping your lips, your back arching off the kitchen island. You feel like it last for minutes because it was so good. Pietro slowly pulls his fingers out, while you try to catch your breath. He looks at you in the eye when he sucks them clean.

A freash wave of arousal envelops you. That is the hottest thing you have ever seen. You definitely are ready to fuck him. Just not here.

-Pietro baby can we go back to my room please? I really want to fuck you now and it’s the better place since it’s soundproof…

-Such a dirty mouth on such a beautiful woman. Whatever my lady wishes she shall have it. says Pietro chuckling sweetly and lustfully.

He picks you up and in no time you find yourselves inside your bedroom, your short and panties completely forgotten on the kitchen floor.

My first Pietro fic :) sorry if it’s a bit short I had this idea in mind for days and needed to write it xx

Tag: @pretty-little-mind33 @tangerineboss @princesssunderworld