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[screampied]

RIDIN' DIRTY ?!

⋆˚. sum. you never realized how hot your local mechanic was until he had you arched and bent over your hood. spoiler fucking alert, you end up getting a different kind of pipe that’s of course free of charge just for you.

warnings. fem! reader, mechanic toji, unprotected, degradation, oral (f! receiving), spıt, breēding, shotgunning, fuckıng you on the hood, praise, manhandling, pússywhipped toji, size kink, biting, brief fıngering, petnames.

wc. 5.3k

an. ty kali for beta'ing some x

“she’s all done, ma’am,” your mechanic toji murmurs in a gruff voice, yanking back your stick shift before putting it in park. he drove it near the garage of his auto shop, a rounded plump cigarette sticking from the corner of his mouth. with a yawn departing from his lips, he eyes you up and down for a bit before removing his seatbelt. stepping out, he then towers over you by many, many staggering inches. his silhouette alone was intimidating, and you shift your dilated irises away once he cocks his head to your level. “still in pretty good shape. y’er model ain’t that old ‘n i think you should visit every few weeks.”

compressing your thighs together, you bury your purse underneath the pit of your arm. “oh, okay thank you sir,” and as he’s standing—you then take a good glimpse at the man in front of you. he’s handsome, sweaty, and covered in nothing but a slick sheet of grease. the more you gawk, the more you could see a bit of curly chest hair poke out against his skin. his broad chest, his perky pink nipples that poked-

“heh, darlin’ ya don’t gotta be so formal, y’know,” and your eyes darted toward his work cap that was slightly twisted. god, he was so attractive. he inches toward you closer, watching you struggle to keep composure before you think he’s gonna kiss you. so what do you do, you close your eyes. you close your fucking eyes, thinking he was gonna kiss you but instead, he places a hand on the hood of your car. “oh? silly girl, were you expectin’ something?”

“n- no.”

yeah, you were.

it was late at night, midnight, and everyone had clocked out for the day.

everyone except toji. he was a workaholic. you needed a last minute oil change and he was the only available one near by. he was about to close but made an exception. the auto shop has a cooling air surrounding the inside of the garage before you swallow. you can hear your saliva trail its way down your throat as you finally meet direct eye contact with the older man. “cute,” toji murmurs, and he’s not even touching you. he’s not even touching you but it felt like it. despite his teasing, you get hit face first with a strong waft of his scent. his cologne, you knew the exact type he was wearing. cheap, but long lasting against anyone’s nostrils who takes a first whiff. “it’s been a while since y’er last oil change though, i’d be lyin’ if i said i didn’t miss ya.”

with a quirk of a brow, you murmur up at him, deciding why not to play along. you knew he was most likely teasing but still. “you missed … me?”

“sure,” toji removes his baseball cap, fanning it against the sweat glistening off his bulging muscles that poke through his perfectly sculpted body. he was so fit, you couldn’t help but openly leer at his broad, intense figure. with a sly smile, he leans against your car before humming, taking another hit of his cigar. “not too many pretty faces show up ‘round here. besides, i didn’t forget about our little moment last time.”

your breath gets caught in the back of your throat.

he remembered,

he remembered the little incident the two of you shared. when you came for your last oil change and a battery repair, you also ended up sharing a kiss with toji. it was nothing more, nothing less.

but it was hot, having his tongue shoved down your throat with his big rough hands roaming along the sides of your body. being so pressed up against him, you felt yourself longing for more. in your city, toji was the best mechanic for miles. he we well known, quick, precise, and quite flirty.

you brought out the worst in him that day, and it annoyed you how the steamy, sultry kiss got interrupted by his boss. shiu … something, rich raven hair mirroring the same color as his worker.

“oh y- yeah.” you sheepishly mumble, feeling the tension through the air run thick. you loathed desperately how whenever you were around toji, your stammer would make an appearance. you hated it, it was so embarrassing and he ate it up everytime. toji’s sly gaze lowers and he titters at the cute pullover and skirt you wore before your own eyes trail toward his lips.

his lips,

they were naturally crooked — pink, and that damn slanted scar that remained to slash against the right side of his mouth. you peeped a bit of a growing stubble, but nevertheless he was always well trimmed. toji flashed a grin before he got way close to you. kneeling his head down, he whispers toward you. “oh y- yeah,” he mocks your trembling tone, and he was so close that his musk, his body heat radiates off you completely. “somethin’ tellin’ me you came here for more than just an oil change, that right, baby?”

your heart’s pulsing intensifies at his cunning words. always cutting straight to the chase. he’s so up close, his cologne’s just clogging up your nose by now before your thighs squeeze themselves shut. “yes.”

“yes what, darlin’?” and there’s a hint of jibe in his voice. the moment he grabs your chin gently, you’re ready to lose it right there. toji’s wearing mechanic gloves, the soft padded leather pulling down on your bottom lip playfully. with a coy head tilt, he purses your lips a bit more open. “ah, c’mon. use those pretty words, tell me what ya want.”

your legs, the crevices between them were already starting to slick with moisture.

oh, this couldn’t have been anymore embarrassing. as you meet his jade green eyes, you reply with a tone that comes out far more needy than you originally intended. “i want .. i want you, toji.”

there’s a frisky, playful glint in his eye—as well as the tiny crinkle forming at each twist of his facial expressions. “yeah you do,” and his words were pitched deep, so deep that the timbre lingering underneath his tone sends your spine shivers. “more than a kiss? i’ll hafta charge ya extra, heh.”

still . . it was humor in his voice, you knew he was joking but the heat purring between your thighs only grew. your body was screaming at you, it’s been a while since your last time anyway, the last time you’ve been touched. 

with a nod, murmuring out a faint little, “more than a kiss, ‘toj,” he snickers, closing the awkward distance between you two finally.

the moment his lips crash against yours, everything feels hot. scorching hot — similar to the sahara, his tongue being the water you needed to cool down. the leftover smoke and booze that lingered on his tongue was strong, the second it glided against your buds it tasted stronger. you could feel his smirk creeping against his lips before with two hands, he lifts you up, propping you to sit on the hood of your car. 

it was madly aggressive - teeth clashing, tongues twisting, one taste again and he was addicted.

he made sure to take out his cigarette before hand, squeezing it against his fingers as he’s gradually grinding his hips by you. it’s slow, you could feel his raging boner prod right through his work pants.

it was hard to miss, you couldn’t help but give him a few nosy peeks which he was working on your car to see if he was a packer and he definitely was.

sticky strands of his hair tickle against your forehead as he’s rutting right in you. a free hand makes its way onto your left thigh, slowly dancing his fingers amongst your skin. the moment your legs entrap his slim waist, locking around his torso, he grunts. both lashes were close to touching, breaths were becoming heavy, and you felt his tongue curl around yours. toji was a sloppy yet passionate kisser, and yet— he wanted his tongue to work in other ways. 

and it did, 

your jaw drops open as you’re laid flat on your back, staring at the man with his face shoved deep between your thighs. toji sprawls open your legs, delving his long tongue inside of your slick entrance to get a sweet taste.

gradually, his tongue dips all around your cunt, creating a little swirl before he feels your body twitch in rapture.

“t- tojiiii,” you whine, feeling a bit paranoid at how anyone could just see the two of you.

sure, you were both in a securely locked garage ( at least you hoped ) —but, anyone could just walk in. walk in and see you having your pussy being devoured by one of the most top known mechanics in the city. if you’d have given a rating on his pussy eating skills, it’d be five stars without question. 

he was always so nasty with it— occasionally, with his now bare fingers from removing his gloves, he slides a thumb down your slick.

“look at her, she’s fuckin’ sloppy,” he whispers against your cunt — his warm breath brushes near your folds and you whimper. your voice echoes raw out your throat, ringing through the spacey walls of his garage. this was far better than just an oil change, you were thinking. so so better,

as toji’s still swiping a tongue against your entrance in a circular rotation—nose deep, speaking of nose, it starts to rummage its way against your nub. you gag out a gasp, nearly choking from how out of breath you were with your legs shaking tremendously. with your teeth shattering, he nibbles against your clit, staring you dead in the eyes. “mmf, ‘s fuckin’ good. how generous of you though,” he coos in a gruff tone, easing a single digit inside of your slippery core. “haven’t ate all day ‘n this meal ‘s just what i needed darlin, heh.”

toji’s charisma was simply unmatched.

it was something about him being face first between your legs that made him ten times more attractive.

his hair, it was a bit lengthy but not too much. he grew it out the last time you saw him. a bit of a wolf cut but was neatly trimmed toward his shoulders. it’s rough and unkempt, dark black bangs still running down his eyes. every few seconds, he’s got to whip his head back in vex so his vision isn’t occluded. 

“hnnggh, right there toji. pleaseplease.” you babble out in desperate cries, swallowing your own pathetic pity before savoring the honeyed taste.

a whimper rips out of your throat to where it sounds similar to a gargle. his tongue knows just the right spots to reach. your clitoral hood, he loved to suck on it until that cute scream snatches from your esophagus.

“never tasted a girl so sweet ‘n all my years,” he groans, a single finger still shoved inside. it’s stretching you out more and your back arches against the warm hood of your vehicle.

from side to side,

his head moves and shifts and shakes and you’re about to lose it. in fact, you were already losing it, feeling your legs turn into complete mush. jello even, they felt nonexistent thanks to his sloppy tongue.

whilst he’s buried right between your thighs, the mechanic’s got the smuggest grin that you just wanted to wipe right off his face. 

toji’s so pent up and aroused—he works a regular six to twelve hour shift, it was almost the same situation for you. he can’t remember the last time he’s been … active, albeit he was exhausted. and yet it seemed as if your precious, slick cunt gave him all the needed battery to fuel his energy right back up.

a husky growl vibrates against your pussy and you whine as a hand combs its way into his hair. in the process, your fingers tangle against his strands. your digits - all five of them stroke through his scalp before giving it a brief tug. 

“kinky ‘lil slut, huh,” he grunts, head yanking forward towards your thighs. toji hated the fact that it turned him on. a lot, so much so that his dick twitches in his wrangler rigg jeans. as he’s got you still laid against your parked car, he slurps against your cunt - feeling you pulse right into his mouth. “there’s that cute heartbeat, she wants so much fuckin’ attention today.”

“t- toji, ‘m gonna cum,” you moan, his low words only pushing you further to the edge. barred big hands cling against both sides of your thighs. no longer having a finger inside, he firmly grabs your leg.

you’re quavering,

seeing nothing but splotches of snowy white as he’s slurping up your cunt like a hot dish of pasta. “c- cum, fuck ‘m gonna cum, y- your tongue ‘s goodddd.”

with a low hoarsely chortle, he hums. “careful, doll. cum ‘n i’ll have to add a bit of tax to your bill. plus an extra fee for heh, grease.”

you stare at him with a cute confused expression and he snickers. “aw, ‘m joking, don’t gimme that look,” and with warm lips pressing against your cunt, you mewl out a desperate, shrilling whine.

as the seconds go on, you’re steadily being brung to the teetering orgasmic edge. with your hips bucking against his face, he’s grabbing ahold of waist with his tongue exploring the inner caves of your delicious cunt.

your nub, he continues to flick against it, making your body jerk back against the unmoving vehicle. you whimper and whimper before he shoots you a teasing smile, whistling against your folds. “use those words, darlin’. use ‘em ‘n tell me what you want, yeah.”

“wanna cum- wanna c-cum,” you breathe, feeling the shiver in your jaw. even still, you’re wisping fingers into his strands, gripping it tightly before you’re grinding your cunt against his face.

a snail-like trail of your own clear slick runs down his chin. oh, with the way he slowly pulls his head up to smirk at you, you just wanted to kiss him again. your body’s hanging onto its last and final hinges before you’re spasming, feeling him swat a palm against your pussy thrice. “ngh, toji. wanna cum. please, need it. n- need to cum.”

“i’d beg to differ,” he groans, reaching for the hem of his pants - pulling the heavy piece of clothing down. his dick alone had a bit of weight to it and with murky-like irises, you gawk openly.

with a hand going inside of his pants, he lets off a guttural groan, starting to stroke himself off. a few solid pumps and he’s already sucking his teeth at the almost unbearable friction.

“fuck, y- you don’t ‘need’ shit, little girl,” and he���s multitasking. one hand focusing on your thigh and another on his cock. he’s so hard, he’s so fucking hard and the moving you’re doing against his body - the grinding, it doesn’t make it any better. with a mean slap, he spanks your cunt again before spitting near your folds. “you need it, you need ‘ta cum. right darlin’?”

“y- yes,” you hiccup, white noise deafening your ears continuously. the loooooong, sleazy slurps of his tongue makes you rock more into his mouth, nearly pulling out his strands with your rough, hard grip.

the more you tug and pull against his hair, the more it turns him on. his cock throbs whilst a long vein runs through the very side of his shaft. the center of toji’s thumb brushes against his peeling brief foreskin. “need, i need to cum. please.” you correct yourself, in hopes that he’d let you succumb to your nirvana-filled release.

as your fingers continue to fish through his hair, gathering a nice hold, he starts to make out with your folds. the squelches, they were singing out a cacophony of sloppy sounds. you’re sopping wet so good for him to where your cunt’s just voluntarily cascading on his mouth—cascading down his chin.

with ease, you even drench his stubble with your slick - happily. “go ‘head girl,” he grunts, gazing hungrily at the concoction of strings departing. cobwebs of his saliva mixing along with strings of your slick makes him groan. what a mess. a mess and you were the biggest one possible.

once you come undone, everything’s so hazy. your legs jitter in exhilaration, moaning loudly from the intense palpitation. he licks you clean, lapping up your flavorful juices with his tongue before feeling a few spurts of his own cum paint against his palm. “f- fuck, pretty,” he grunts, each stroke against his hard cock making him grind his teeth together. his jaw tightens, realizing he’d just came with you - all from eating you out. you were shaking still, your climax making your vision turn into a rainbow of color. your eyelids, all you saw was a plethora of colorful tints, slowly jerking your hips forward until you couldn’t anymore. as you move, he guides you to ride out your orgasm, ride it out all on his face. “thaaaat’s it, gimme all of y’er taste, mhm.”

it lasts for seconds, seconds that felt like long, never ending hours. with a sweet elongated battle cry of your own that’s in reality replaced with an ear shattering orgasm, you slump back against your vehicle. 

“such a good girl,” he murmurs, getting up and it’s a concise soreness in his thighs from bending down for that duration of a time. inhaling a breath of fresh air, he inches toward your face. “heh, you look so dumb,” he teases at your state. indeed you were, his tongue had you feral and craving for more. you were still throbbing, his body heat closing the remaining spacey inches between you both before he grabs your chin. “want a taste, do ya?”

“y- yes,” you nod, your own breathing betraying you with how you struggle to maintain easy, singlular breaths.

toji pops his cigarette back into his mouth before taking a long, deep inhale. the smoke burns, and he aligns his dick up against your drooling slit. he didn’t have to do much moving, the skirt you wore made it easy for him to lift the thin piece of fabric up for access. you glance down, and he was so big.

veiny, a heavy fat cock with an even heavier fat base. as the end of the lit cigarette sticks between his teeth, his brows contorts into a furrow. 

toji coos quietly, the mushroom-tip of his dick sweltering inside against your warm heated core. “open wide, babygirl,” he huffs, a thumb peeling down your lip once more. his eye contact had your pussy twitching profusely. it was so intimate, you felt the arising tension reach its peak. not even hesitating, you part your lips open, leaving your mouth open ajar for him. “good. nice ‘n wide for toji,” he refers to himself and you watch with doe eyes as he blows an airy puff of smoke right into your mouth. tepid lips hover against your own, and he’s so close that he can almost smell your longing arousal. you moan at the feeling of his tip easing its way into your cunt, creating squelchy sloshing sounds of acceptance. “there we go baby, nice ‘n easy.” he whispers, and toji finally kisses you. 

you moan, feeling his dick breeze its way into your sopping cunt, the stretch already presenting itself toward your walls. it’s a tight stretch and you moan, throbbing from the way you’re opening up for him. as the friction sets against your twitching muscle, you whine, running your tongue down his to taste the brewing variations of saliva and smoke into your mouth. it’s so sloppy, his tongue game was just improperly risqué. 

fithly, coarse..

with your ass sitting directly on the cool running hood of your vehicle, he’s continuing to drive his dick straight into you.

you moan as his lips attack against yours, savoring your candied flavor. it was something about you that he couldn’t get enough of. toji’s body - it was broad and big. as he towers over your frame, he starts to thrust a bit forward.

“ughh,” he bites down on your lip, dark mean eyes meeting yours as he then opens them.

the stretch had you gasping for air once his lips shortly break away. already, you missed them. he sees the pout and he chuckles before his head tosses itself back. as his lips pull away, strands of spit abruptly leave, saying its goodbyes to each mouth. “so fuckin’ — shit.” he swears, so lost in your swallowing walls that he forgets his initial sentence. 

already, his eyes were starting to flicker back.

rolling back,

it was sexy to witness, especially up close. toji’s cock dives into your cunt further and further before finally, he bottoms out. once he’s reached the hilt - the very hilt, you whine, throwing your arms over his tense shoulders carelessly.

“fuck me, f- fuck me, toji. please.” you stammer out in pathetic babbles, the repetitive twitch in your pussy making him all the more harder. your pleas almost fall on deaf ears before you feel the veins pulse down his cock. it spasms inside you and if you weren’t as wet before, you were certainly wet now.

he’s just so hard, your walls grip and envelope around his length as you bite on his shoulder. 

“didn’t know we’re on bitin’ terms now, heh,” he attempts to joke, one hand gently squeezing onto your waist. his touch, you never failed to lean into his touch. with a needy gasp, his hefty dick tucks its way into the insides of your cunt. your goopy walls squelch and squelch, shrieking out a lewd harmony of wails. you’re so wet - already, his base starts to get painted from your slick. you moan, licking a stripe near the crook up neck. he snickers, feeling the moisture of your tongue collide against his skin. “jus’ so fuckin’ hot,” he gruffs, staring at your already fucked dumb expression. “mhm, such a nasty girl. havin’ me fuck ya on y’er car.”

he’s stretching you out so good, its as if your cunt was a gymnast — easily bending and breaking, stretching in and out. toji’s dick was fat - the foreskin that’s glued against his tip stimulates the insides of your wet core. you whine once more, clinging onto his beefy body as he’s fucking you on the hood.

pitiful babbles of mercy whisper in his ears, your ankles and heels brushing alongside the red lines of his back. toji was sweating a lot more from the constant moving — you, your body jolting up against your car and his sharp, deadly hits going in and out of you. each piston has you weak, stupid even.

despite his mechanic scented musk with a sprinkle of inexpensive cologne, it was still alluring to you. you throbbed as he continued to jerk his hips against the same spot. your toes, all five of them on both feet curl in awe before you start to spasm.

“y- yes, please. right there, right there tojiiii.” and you probably sounded so pathetic but you could care less. your face was all scrunched up and twisting in blissful pleasure as he’s plunging into you at full force. his rhythm, his pace . . it was ruthless. 

safe to say, you were addicted.

cock drunk, easy - just like that. with a secure grip still on your hip, he’s reeling you back with such ease. strands of saliva starts to pour out from the side corners of your mouth and he slyly smiles. “oh, you just wanna be a messy customer today, huh. such a mess,” and with a flick of his thumb, he swipes your spit clean. he does this only to pop the same finger into his mouth, relishing in your glacé, syrupy taste. “so sweet, ‘m gonna need more though.”

your knees embarrassingly buckle. your weeping cunt sobs for more and more as his mean, degrading thrusts is just leaving you utterly dumbfounded. your mouth was open, tiny little pants of air escaping out into the form of a mere croak. toji’s weighty dick thoroughly plummets into your insides with all of his might to where you’re already visibly stupid.

each mocking thrust makes your stomach churn. he’s so deep, his tip located in every area. you’re stretched, worn thin, and the minute his cockhead greets your cervix with a french kiss, you shriek sweetly.

“oh my g- goddd, there please, toji, tojiiii,” and you were just babbling out anything at this point.

it was adorable, every few seconds, the mechanic had to swipe the back of his hand against his forehead. the remaining few droplets of perspiration that resided underneath his bangs was a lot. as beads of sweat race down his face, sable irises meeting your dumbed down state and you moan, nails now clawing into his shoulders. “f- fuck, ‘s good. ‘s fuckin’ big.”

“big just for you, baby,” he groans against your ear - the fat of his balls mashing against your entrance making you dizzy. you’re about to break again, the smell in the air was almost potent.

with his cologne, the mixture of his sweat, and the burning hot gas fumes of your car, you felt like you were floating. your cunt was being stuffed with delirious inches of cock and you wouldn’t have it any other way. toji grabs your chin, pressing a wet kiss against your mouth before his tempo accelerates. “shittt, grippin’ on me so good, ‘m gonna cum, darlin’.”

at his throaty words, you meet his eyes before burying your face into his neck for about the nth time again. the only words he could hear you whine into his neck was, “inside, inside me, ‘toj.”

“so y’er a creampieee kinda girl,” he sneers in amusement - watching as you’re slowly being taken to your inevitable rapturous rapture.

you’re whimpering, taking in each of his deep, pivotal strokes. toji brings his hands toward your waistline, skimming his fingertips against the curvature before nibbling on your earlobe. “careful, sweets... ‘s gonna be a nice big load. can ya be a good girl ‘n take that much? don’t wanna give ya too much of a full, heh.”

if it wasn’t for his puns — you’d smack him, but you were too cock drunk to think, let alone comprehend. 

“i can take it,” you nod desperately, a cute tremor in your voice as you’re making haste with your own hips against his. everything’s so sharp. “fuck, f- fuck me, right there.”

toji found it cute how repetitive your sweet nothings were - the same endless chatter flowing past your lips. “yeahhh.” he jibes, although his words were in the form of a question. you grab against his wrist while your slippery soaked cunt braces for the parching, hot fill.

three thrusts, 

three slow deep thrusts and he was at his peak. leisurely, as toji’s cock deeply into the pits of you, almost reaching your tummy - you feel a few hot spurts shoot into you raw. toji groans, his voice echoing through the garage. he was whipped. your expression was so cute, hooded droopy eyes and an abashed little grin.

his swollen fat tip was downright rude with the way it scrapes against your pussy, thrashing all inside as if it knows the place.

it’s so much, colossal big hands of his grab onto your thigh, and he leans in to gently pierce his teeth into your skin. sucking against your tender flesh, like honey—like nectar, he grunts his own gruff climax into your shoulder. 

his voice was low - his adam’s apple bobs at his actions, feeling an unforeseeable wave crash over him at once. it’s intense and he’s just eating up your delicious fervor that was right in front of him.

“t- toji,” you breathe, your arms still slung over his shoulders. easily, he’s jerking away from attentions.

toji wasn’t fully thrusting anymore, but he still had a decent pace of pumps. his fresh, warm cum emits into your cunt like how a volcano erupts. gushing into you, it’s hot and thick like lava, warm and sticky like magma.

you were chasing your breaths but failed to surpass them in the fictitious lewd race. it’s so hot inside, you were almost positive a few slimy spurts of toji’s cum exudes up on the hood of your car. you’ve never felt so full, his chest heaves and yours deflates in harmony. 

with both bodies were in sync and casual harmony, he grunts before leaning in to kiss you. his now flaccid dick was just idly inside of your swollen, greedy cunt. throbbing even still, you rub the backs of your ankles behind his slim waist before tilting your head back. the kiss was far more passionate this time.

if you knew mechanics fucked this good, maybe, just maybe you’d come for an oil change more often.

except, toji didn’t just add the new oil into the engine of your car, he added his own new oil into your sopping, drenched cunt. 

“fuck, baby,” he groans, feverish breaths titillating against the inner areas of your neck.

you pulse from any movement he makes, clinging onto him tightly like a koala. he has a flashy half girn, slowly pulling out his dick to see the mess. your cunt was overflowed to the max - so much cum, so so much. 

toji licks his lips, the tip of it grazing against his fleshed scar as he peers at your pussy’s opening. the way your entrance slowly spitting out his thick, velvety ropes of cum due to its fullness makes him grunt.

inside, it was lukewarm—oozing out of your entrance before you lean back against your hood. “mhm, ‘s still pourin’ out. guess i was so pent up from today, barely had any time to jerk off.”

“i didn’t have to know that.” you huff at his teasing, trying to catch your breaths. your full lungs felt like they were about to collapse. 

toji helps you off your car - although, he wanted more and so did you. surprisingly, he even cleans the hood off for you. as you’re back on your feet, sore and all, he asks for your number. “you’re gonna ask me out or something?”

“maybe, hold still darlin,” and your interest peaked, wondering why he wanted you to be still.

you turn, heaving a bit of shifting before toji bends down. you shudder a bit, feeling what feels like a cold marker starting to drag and scrape down against the right cheek of your ass. you could hear low, raspy laughter as he’s writing on your rear. with a pout, you wait as he’s continuing to write what you assume to be his number onto your skin with a sharpie.

the smell smolders against your nose quickly before he finishes, popping the black cap into his mouth. “there, call me after the hours of,” and he pauses, glancing at his watch. “hm, eleven pm.”

“thank you….” you murmur, that simple action making you throb again before your eye twitches. you make your way towards your car and then you feel a breeze through your legs. eyes widening, you turn towards the mechanic. “um- my panties? i kind of need them.”

with a sly grin, he pulls his work jeans back up before humming. “um, you kind of don’t,” he mocks your sentence, and you almost moan at the feeling of his hand squeezing your ass. toji then spanks it, the sharpie marker of his number imprinted on your skin slightly smearing against his palm.

“darlin, consider y’er panties as payment. ‘s on the house,” and you gulp, meeting his viridescent, green eyes. he looked hungry for more - that natural smirk compressing against his lips never once fading. toji brushes a thumb against your cheek before leaning against your car. “come back anytime for a fill.”

he hums cheekily at you through the mirror, closing your car door once you get in, starting the ignition. with your panties in hand, he shoots you a nod. “i’ll make it extra creamy next time. no charge, baby.”

[sinkpisser3000]

been seeing a lot of danger days headcannons on my dash so i thought i'd share mine :3 Party Poison: Enby, they/them Aroace Is not allowed to put music on in the car Is not allowed to drive the car Can only read very simple things, and they absolutely fucking love Dr. Seuss. They found a whole bunch of old Dr. Seuss books, read all of them (with Fun Ghoul's assistance) and was heartbroken when they had to burn the books for heat. Always kicks their feet when they sit in a chair Constantly stealing Kobra's sunglasses Their boots don't fit them, but they refuse to wear any other shoes Kobra Kid: Trans FTM, he/him Bi Snores loudly He's the one that banned Party from playing music in the car Generally pretty quiet, but gets very loud and excited when someone brings up cars (it's his hyperfixation. that's right, autism blast) Will do the macarena to any music that is put on, and perfectly on beat Would give his life to save his sibling, but also beats them up frequently for stealing his sunglasses Jet Star: Male, he/they/it Pan Definitely has a huge crush on Kobra, who is completely oblivious He's the only one who knows how to drive Goes to bed at 7 PM The Girl (and all the other Killjoys) call them mom Can't read Not actually a very good mother figure. The Killjoys call him mom because it drives them everywhere. Kobra Kid once bit them because they punched Party Fun Ghoul: No gender, only rage. Any pronouns Gay Surprisingly, he's the only one who can read more than just basic words Both the most chaotic and the most responsible Loves to bother Dr. Death-Defying. Once played Christmas music (it was the middle of June) on Dr. D's station Has a TERRIBLE memory Dr. Death-Defying: Trans FTM, he/they Queer Former wavehead, recovered with Cherri Cola's help Pretends to hate Ghoul's dumb pranks, but he actually thinks they're pretty funny Once told Ghoul that if they lick a battery it'll give them superpowers He was in a band before the Analog Wars They're really afraid to be vulnerable in front of others, unless it's Cola or Show Pony, who've seen pretty much every side of him Definitely autistic, but doesn't believe anyone who tells him that Cherri Cola (every single one of these is just me projecting onto this poor, poor man.) Genderfluid, has silly little bracelets to indicate their pronouns on any given day Gay as FUCK Their favorite colors are bright pink and army green Do not let them near Val Velocity. They will kill that motherfucker dead. They're terrified of growing up, but they hate being treated like a teenager Once had a sore throat and thought they were going to die

[hisuian-history-makers]

Casual Casualty—Indigo Park AU, Part 2.

Two-ish days after thinking up the foundation and first part of the AU, I had a small epiphany.

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Ed was dumb for an urban explorer!

We can see from the in-game sprite he is really fit, but the way he handled exploring Indigo Park was weird. One—he wasn’t wearing gloves or any long sleeved clothes which can add some extra protection against debris. Two—he didn’t bring his equipment outside of a camera, flashlight, and presumably a bag to carry stuff.

I’ve done a small dive into how urban explorers operate though DISCLAIMER don’t quote me on the little I scrounged up. Urban explorers never go guns blazing into an abandoned property. Urban exploring is technically trespassing in the eyes of the law meaning they have to be extremely careful demeanor wise.

Most follow the rule of “take only photos, leave only footprints” when it comes to exploring. It’s a death sentence to share the exact location of where they explore cause other people will come to vandalize it. The stereotypical carrying bolt cutters, crowbars, and even a gun could bump them up to serious offenses if/when they are caught. If Ed did a full on exploration, then he’d have things like: a first aid kit, food, water, batteries, extra flashlight, sturdy shoes, etc…

Things that a hiker would carry and which he could technically deflect the true reason he came onto the Indigo Park property.

The more I think about it… the more it sounds like Ed was initially going to scout out the Park. He was going to map if there were any obvious ways to enter, if people came out there often, park his car far enough away from cameras or the general foot traffic so it isn’t noticed. Urban exploring comes with major risks if someone doesn’t pay attention to their surroundings. The rubble falling right after Ed got into the tunnel entrance—is a close call nobody wants to risk!

As for how this relates to Casual Casualty: What if Ed didn’t go into Lloyd’s stage when he saw the full grown lion(?) sleeping on stage?!

You can very easily see mascot Lloyd’s form shifting—breathing—as he sleeps on the stage.

If Ed’s an experienced enough urban explorer, he has probably run into situation where doors are locked. The pad lock keeping him from going further into Jetstream Junction is a simple pad lock on a semi-loose looking chain.

Why I bring up a situation like this is, what if Ed managed to get into Jetstream Junction without having that close shave with Lloyd? He could have found a way to pick the lock, or… managed to squeeze in by taking his bag off. This would decrease the threat level of the mascots to him I imagine though he might still be cautious seeing them. (He also wouldn’t my have seen Mascot Mollie “Macie” peering at him from around a corner.) Since y’know, they are living flesh and blood versions of fictional characters. AI Rambley was one thing. But this?

Shocking.

I think the actual shock of seeing another real living Mascot and Mollie’s frankly startling appearance… Would dull his reaction.

Leading to Ed’s very unfortunate death.

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[If you can’t tell I wanted to make Ed seem more… competent? I wanted to make him feel smarter than just the game protagonist heading straight into danger after the near death by Lloyd. Laura won’t have a Critter Cuff.]

Thoughts?

[iamyouknow-yours]

I've seen a few people trying to decide between getting a mobility scooter and an electric wheelchair.

Mobility scooters are cheaper but both are expensive. I'm gonna tell you about my scooter and my experience with it. I have the CTM HS-115 scooter. She is red and has 3 wheels. I'll include photos at the end plus a bonus photo of my cat sitting on it.

Things:

The turning circle!!! My house has narrow passages and it can be quite difficult to maneuver the scooter because of the turning circle. Especially when I'm having a bad brain fog day. I have gotten better at maneuvering though.

Wheelchairs have a turning circle of themselves. My scooter has one that is I think around a metre? I don't remember, my memory is bad.

Also it has this really annoying function where it can't be pushed even on pushing mode if it isn't on perfectly flat ground because the automatic braking system kicks in.

I'd also have a look at the amount of rise any mobility aid you are looking at can go over because when entering inaccessible buildings (like my house, I have to lift it up/get someone else to lift it for me.

Some of these problems would not be fixed by getting not a mobility scooter but some would.

My back sometimes hurts if I'm in it for a while (because the back rest is not very tall) but I've fixed this by having a cushion and remembering to lean back all the way.

To be clear though I love my scooter. She is very useful and has loads of benefits.

And I don't know any of the downsides of a power chair because I have no lived experience with one.

She can go on pretty rough terrain. She's pretty sturdy. I've taken her to the park near my house and round my friend's garden. As well as more obvious places like the mall.

Only time I've had an issue was when I went to this very hilly place where the ground sloped to the side and then she didn't want to brake.

The driving system means I can switch which hand I use plus my friend can walk next to me and maneuver me.

There's enough space by my feet that I can put my backpack there too.

It's fit in every car I've tried it in with just regular disassembly. Except my friend's dad's two seater car but then he disassembled it more using Tools™ and it fit.

It has good battery life, it hasn't run out on me.

The system for viewing how much battery you have left is bad though. It has 3 lights (red, orange, green) and supposedly the green turns off then the orange then the red and it's dead. But me and my friends can never figure out which lights are on and which are off.

It has a blue warning light which flashes in various sequences when something is wrong. I've had the scooter for several months and have never had it flash.

Fastest speed is 6km/h which is like someone jogging.

I got them to remove the beeping it makes when it reverses because that was Terrible.

The only customisation I've done to mine so far is put stickers that tell me which direction (forwards or backwards) the controls make it go. Because it's the opposite on the left and right. Which makes it easier if you want to swap hands or have a friend maneuver you but I need the stickers to tell me which way to push or pull the lever.

I am looking for ideas on how to customise her so please give suggestions. If anyone has suggestions on how to make the back rest taller that would be so appreciated.

Please include your own advice in the reblogs/replies. Looking forward to advice for future wheelchair users who need it.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLhADVL2AiGX-gwr9ekt_SJC-UcURkXCOP

That's a playlist from the british youtuber Jessica Kellgren-Fozard. It's 4 videos of her trying out and picking a mobility aid. Includes useful advice and tips. And then 1 excellent video talking about mobility aids and "giving up". That video was quite useful in convincing various family members that that was not what I was doing by getting my scooter.

My scooter's name is Atalanta after the woman from Greek mythology who could run faster than any man. I think I'm very funny.

My cane is in the background of some of the photos because I rest it next to my scooter.

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Another idea for nightnurse!reader is Jason finds her brother (assuming you didn’t plan that to be a lie) and plans to scare him into leaving reader alone, but brother in such bad shape Jason gets him help instead

Jason's first memories were smells. Old garbage. Piss. Asphalt. Ancient beer dribbled out of crushed cans onto carpet. And cinnamon. From the candles his mother lit trying to make anything smell nice.

And every time he stalked the alleyways of Gotham, it was both bittersweet and home. Feelings he tried to shove out of the way. To keep in the disorganized corner of his mind where he kept things he didn't want to examine. Usually, it worked.

But not tonight.

As he stalked the streets, he turned a puzzle over in his mind. Discordant pieces. Things that looked like they fit and didn't. He was a detective. It came second nature. But looking at them- he realized how much he didn't know.

About you.

He knew you were no stranger to violence. Or drugs. Or pain. He knew you were cool under pressure. Caring. Compassionate. But- how had you gotten there?

There was a father listed on your birth certificate but that had been a dead end. The man had been dead for 10 years in a car accident. And your mother was alive but in jail, spending most of her time in solitary. So that left the brother. The one that cracked you in the face. The one that didn't, as far as Jason knew, know where you lived.

All his intel said he usually slept around here- in the illegal loft housing near the docks. So he should be here. Somewhere. His eyes narrowed and he scanned the dark places, looking for a heat signature.

If it hadn't been for the giggles of a couple working girls, he might have never found him. Filthy and taking a syringe from one of them, Jason cringed. "Alex!"

His bark sent the girls running and he let them go, watching as the kid swore and screamed after them. "God fucking damn it!" he growled pounding his fist against the brick of the building he was leaning on, "You got a fucking problem, man?"

"You Y/n's brother?" Jason asked, stepping out of the shadows, folding his arms.

"What of it," he said, holding his hands up when he realized the Red Hood was staring at him.

"You like smacking her around?" Jason challenged, teeth clenched, "You like-"

"She wouldn't give me any money," Alex snapped. "Told me she'd give me something to eat. Put me up in a motel for the night but the fucking cunt-"

Crack.

Before Alex could finish his tirade, Jason grabbed him by the front of his reeking sweater and shoved him against the wall, letting his head hit the brick. "You have two choices," Jason said, his voice dangerously soft, "You come with me and check yourself in for 60 days OR I take you to the GCPD and let them sort you out- either way. You ever put hands on your sister again and I'll snap your neck."

"What the fuck man," he whined, "All I wanted was money. She has-"

"Two. Choices." Jason ground out.

"The fuck?" The kid growled. "Take me to jail. I ain't sitting in a circle talking about shit man. The fuck does it matter-" He broke off and glared at Jason, "You fucking her or something?" he scoffed. "What's she owe you?"

"Jail it is," Jason said levelly, Dropping Alex and letting him fall in a heap on the ground.

"What fucking for?" he snorted.

"Solicitation, possession, battery, being a pain in the fucking ass-"

"Better than 60 days listening to people cry about their mommy issues," he said.

"Alex-"

"Fuck you man," he spat, "Just because you're fucking my sister doesn't mean you know shit. She owes me. It's her fucking fault."

"That you're living on the street and smell like piss?"

"It's all her fault," he said scowling. "Miss fucking perfect."

Jason frowned and typed out a message to Oracle. "Yeah. It's totally Y/N's fault. What, did she do better on the spelling tests or something? Get a little jealous, did we?"

"Ask her what she did," he growled. "Ask her why our mom is in jail."

[i-am-still-bb]

No. 27

“You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.” | Matches | Scars | "Let me see."

Pairing: Fili/Kili (mentioned Kili/OMC) Rating: Teen AU: Fast Car (formerly Dead Batteries) - Ao3 / Tumblr Words: 1076

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Warnings: self harm, scars

(and probably some typos and tense switching, I'll get around to fixing them after NaNo and before this goes up on Ao3)

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There were scars on Kili’s arms. 

They started out angry, red, and bleeding. He would press his fingers to them to distract him from his other feelings. The physical pain overwhelmed any and all thoughts including those about…

Kili dug a fingernail into one of the fresh scars and that thought stopped there. He most certainly did not follow that thread of thought and feeling to wonder what it would be like to…

No. 

He wore long sleeves even when it was warm. When he was asked if he was hot he just shrugged and said no. And that was that. 

Then the scars faded and no new wounds joined them. They faded to silver or a faint pink on his skin. And they were really only noticeable if someone were close and looking for them. Kili saw them. Sometimes they bothered him and he would wear long sleeves again, but mostly he forgot about them and no one asked.

Then Fili asked.

Fili had parked his car, the one that was held together with duct tape and hope, in its usual place near the shed. Hidden from the house by the shed, shielded from the neighbors by the tall wooden fence, and much warmer than the shed they sat in the car talking until they were not talking anymore.

Fili was sprawled on the back seat that was far too small for such a thing. His face was lit by the cool light of the security light that was on this side of the shed. Their cheeks were pink, eyes wide, and the windows of the car were fogged enough to filter that bright light to something that seemed to fit the mood. Kili had one hand planted on the seat next to Fili’s head, the other on Fili’s chest, a seatbelt buckle dug painfully into his knee. 

Fili had taken hold of Kili’s wrist, eyes closed, with a sharp inhale. He turned his head and Kili’s inner forearm. Then his eyes widened and his brows furrowed. “What’s this?” He ran a finger over one of the scars. 

Kili pulled his hand away, quickly shifting back and away from Fili until his back was pressed against the wall of the backseat with its small inset window and molded armrest. “Nothing.” Kili crossed his arms. 

The light cast start shadows on their skin. Fili pushed himself up, his bare chest rising and falling steadily. He pulled one leg up to better balance on the narrow seat. “Let me…” he reached out and took hold of Kili’s hand, pulling Kili’s hand toward him and turning it so that his palm and inner arm faced up. Fili ducked forward to see them more closely. “Kili…” his voice was soft. “When did…” Fili ran a finger over the scars.

Kili twitched. “A long time ago.”

“When?”

Kili shrugged and looked past Fili to the fogged and smudged world through the back window. “Middle school, maybe Freshman year.”

“Do you do it now?”

“No.” Kili exhaled and looked at Fili again. “Not in a long time. I don’t really remember when I stopped, but it’s been years.”

“Will you tell me if you want to start again?” Fili asked quietly.

“I guess. If you want.”

“I do.” 

“Okay.”

“I’m sorry I missed it the first time.”

“I didn’t tell anyone.”

“But I’m your best friend. I should have known.”

“I’m not your responsibility,” Kili said. “I can take care of myself.”

“I want to help.”

“I know…” Kili relaxed, moved away from the molded plastic wall. 

Fili had lifted Kili’s hand then and pressed a kiss to the palm and then moved to Kili’s wrist. He lingered on each scar, lips caressing the rough yet still sensitive skin. Kili shivered. It became a thing that Fili did regularly, a way of showing Kili that he was loved and accepted, even his darker parts. 

And then there was the time when they were supposed to be doing their homework and Fili had started doodling on Kili’s arm instead. With a red pen he had drawn small hearts and flowers on the scars.

And then one time he had drawn stars and galaxies swirling across Kili’s skin with gel pens. He had used a silver one, highlighting the scars and turning them into something beautiful. Kili had not washed his arm for a week after that. He had traced over the silver glittering lines and not thought about the pain that had caused them in the first place. 

After Kili left he had pressed fingernails into the scars again, remembering the pain, but he did not create any new wounds. He could only think of Fili’s sad and disappointed expression and that stayed his hand. The indentations from his fingernails faded quickly and eventually he had learned better coping skills. He started running, using a stationary rowing machine (a torture device that caused callouses and blisters that tore his hands apart), he wore a rubber band on his wrist to snap himself when he had the urge to harm himself—all things suggested by the school’s therapist.

And then he did not need them anymore. He did not have to remind himself to distract himself; it became a habit, just something that he did. On Fili’s birthday he would wake up early and go to the gym, he would make plans with friends. Later he would schedule meetings with the escort that he was seeing from time to time. But he did not have to remind himself to do any of those things anymore.

Now Kili does not even notice them or remember that they are there most of the time. Occasionally they itch and grow red and irritated, and sometimes they would catch in the light and were highlighted by the sun. He occasionally traced a finger over the thin lines and wonders if a tattoo could hide them, if he wants them hidden, and he feels regret for the boy he used to be, and glad that he lived to see himself get better. 

And he no longer lied if anyone asked about them. Fili’s acceptance had made him feel less shame regarding the scars and how they came to be, and that was something Kili carried with him even though it was a decade later. And sometimes he wished he could thank Fili for all he had done and all the ways that Fili had healed him without even trying.

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Fili/Kili @dubhlachen

[aelianated-star]

I saw your dysautonomia post. I've been diagnosed for over a year and known for longer but my doctor keeps refusing to prescribe me a wheelchair despite the fact I can't walk further than down the hall without one. They keep trying to send me to physical therapy (only for one body part at a time due to insurance despite also having chronic pain evenly in my whole body and experiencing post-exertional malaise even from light physical therapy). Other than just finding a new doc, which I've been working on, do you have any advice for how to get a doc to actually prescribe the mobility aids you need?

(I am lucky enough to have a decently fitted one that I cannot self propel but can be pushed in, but my partner also has POTS so that's rarely an option and only for short trips (which only because in her own words hers is "better managed" than mine currently). But I really do need probably a motorized one at this point and I know other disabled people often know how exactly to get through to a doc so even if I can't convince my current doc I can hopefully use any tips when I find a new one.)

I wish I had better advice, but I would definitely look for educated physicians who are familiar with dysautonomia and fiddle around with medications (Corlanor/Ivabravine and infusions are the only things that has even helped remotely with mine). I had the same issue with a lot of doctors and was gaslit about not having EDS until my neurologist, shortly after diagnosing me with 3 types of dysautonomia, also diagnosed me with EDS (it was glaringly obvious apparently. I’m extremely hypermobile, can dislocate things on command and experience daily dislocations/subluxations, history of heart issues that he now escalated to four regurgitating valves, stretchy, velvety skin, strophic scarring, gastroparesis, at the time pending MCAS diagnosis, etc). If you can, there are organizations that will loan out wheelchairs for relatively cheap or free for people who need them, the difficulty is just finding one that’s near you or will ship to you! Also, I would definitely recommend a lightweight, motorized wheelchair or a regular wheelchair with motorized attachments like a smart drive or motorized wheels. The weight is going to be a big factor, especially if your partner is also disabled/chronically ill and you guys need to be able to transfer it into the car. I’m kinda in the same boat right now where even in a normal lightweight wheelchair (without motorization), my heart rate will get up to 200 and I can’t push myself for more than a minute really. I’ve been stuck using my forearm crutches to get around everywhere, but since that doesn’t do anything for my heart rate or blood pressure, I’m limited to doing anything (albeit not very much) to extremely good days. I’ll link some cheaper models below, and please feel free to dm me for more advice, I’m always happy to help other people out 🩵

[angie-j-kay]

Shoutout to the men at the auto mechanic tool shops who swear that the tools I have already been taught to use successfully are wrong for the automotive tech program I'm starting this fall at the local community college!

For the man at AutoZone who flat refused to tell me about the $80 tire ramps, rated for 16,000lbs, saying ramps were safety hazards, and that the only safe way to work under cars was the $5700 car lift that was only rated for 15,000lbs. I know cars are much lighter than that, but still.

And for the man at Harbor Freight who openly mocked me for wanting a breaker bar and lug nut sockets so I could help folks on the side of the road, swearing that professional tire places put so much torque on their lugs that I would never be able to replace a flat tire without the $60 battery-operated impact wrench and the $70 impact lug socket set. My dude, if they put that much torque on them, they'd strip out the threads. What the hell are you smoking?

(And a double shoutout to the very kind old man at Shawnee Trading Post and Flea Market in West Frankfort, IL, who so patiently looked at my supply list, helped me get an epic deal on a socket wrench set that fit my list's needs damn near perfectly, and agreed that when no woman you know feels safe going to a male mechanic, you become a female one. You keep that shit up. I shall return for future tool needs.)

[protechmechanic]

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[purplesurveys]

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After doing your laundry do you leave it in your basket for a couple days, then put it away?: No, I fold everything immediately so it doesn't leave a mess.

when you have a drink with ice do you usually eat all the ice before you’re done with the drink?: No. I eat/drink very slowly that when it comes to ice it usually waters down before I'm anywhere near finishing the drink.

(if you have one) do you change your ‘about me’ on your tumblr daily?: Back when I was much more active on Tumblr I changed my blog layout only once every few months. Everyday sounds so exhausting?

when you drop something do you have someone else pick it up?:  It depends on a lot of things lol. Did it end up too far? Did someone else bend down much faster than I did? Usually I'll insist on doing it myself but if someone wants to help then I let them.

when you do a puzzle do you find all the edges first?:  Not necessarily. If I see a piece that fits then I lock that in.

are your parents older than everyone elses?:  No, I find that mine are actually relatively younger than those in my age range. It's got everything to do with birth order, since most people I know are the youngest in their family – which means their parents are a few more years ahead of mine.

when you hear about a band do you download a billion songs by them to see if you like them?: I don't really do that. I let Spotify's algorithm do its thing and from there I decide if I'm into an artist or not.

when your gum runs out of flavor do you throw it out or stick it somewhere?: I chew it for as long as I can until I find a trash bin to throw it in.

ever been stupid enough to blow in an ashtray?:  No. Yikes. I've never thought about that, that sounds nasty.

do you actually get songs stuck in your head when you hear other people sing them?:  If it's a really good cover then it might happen.

don’t you hate fake french?:  I mean, I dislike condescending imitations of any language in general. I'm not sure if this is what this question means.

when you’re in the car, & you eat something with a wrapper, do you throw the wrapper out of the window?: That sounds horrible. How hard is it to wait til you see a trash can?

don’t you hate it when you’re vacuuming & the plug comes out of the wall?:  It does sound inconvenient but I can't relate for the most part anymore as we have a wireless vacuum cleaner.

do you eat jello with a fork or a spoon?: I don't eat Jello.

when you make a drink that needs to be stirred do you just use your finger?: Hahahahah, ew. I reach for a spoon and stir.

don’t you hate when you forgot what you were going to say?:  Sure.

when you go to throw something out, & you realize the garbage is almost to the ceiling, do you just try to push it down?:  Sometimes.

are there never any clean cups or silverware because they’re all in you room?: Occasionally lol, it drives my mom balls to the wall crazy. Sorry mom!

(if you sleep with the tv on) what’s usually on tv when you wake up?: I sleep with YouTube on, but since I have a setting on my phone where it turns off by itself after an hour, I usually wake up with the screen off. Helps so that the battery doesn't get abused.

[byrneford]

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Convenience of Charging

One common concern about electric cars is the availability of charging stations. However, the infrastructure for electric vehicle charging has been rapidly expanding, making it increasingly convenient to own an EV. In many urban and suburban areas, you'll find a growing network of public charging stations, and more and more businesses are installing chargers for their customers. Additionally, many electric car owners choose to install a home charging station, providing the ultimate convenience of fuelling upright in their own driveway. With these options in place, the potential inconvenience of charging an electric vehicle is quickly becoming a thing of the past.

Consideration When Purchasing

When you're ready to explore the world of electric cars for sale, it's important to find a reputable source for your purchase. Whether you're shopping for a brand-new EV or considering a used electric vehicle, it's essential to work with a trusted dealership that specialises in electric cars. As you begin your search, keep in mind that there are many used car dealerships near me offering electric vehicles, giving you the opportunity to find the perfect electric car that fits your budget and lifestyle.

Conclusion 

In conclusion, the shift towards electric cars represents a positive and exciting development in the automotive industry. From their environmental benefits and cost savings to their cutting-edge technology and growing infrastructure, electric cars for sale Brisbane offer a compelling alternative to traditional gasoline-powered cars. By considering an electric car for your next purchase, you'll not only be making a smart choice for your own needs but also contributing to a more sustainable and forward-thinking future. 

So, why not take the plunge and explore the world of electric cars today?

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Smart Selection for the Right Car Battery Dealer

These elements will assist in making sure you locate a trustworthy vendor and make an educated choice. Some people believe that the car's battery is like its soul. Your car is just a piece of metal on wheels without it.

Body: A study's results indicate that people use the internet to get fresh battery information when they need it.

These are some essential things to consider:

Credibility Find more about the Brisbane car battery dealer's reputation. Check for ratings, comments, and reviews left by prior clients. A trustworthy Car battery dealer in brisbane will have satisfied customers and a history of delivering high-quality goods and services.

Product Excellence

Examine the dealer's supplied batteries for quality. Seek for reputable companies and ask questions on the features and functionality of the vehicle battery.

Make sure the car battery you choose fits your automobile properly. This is very important. The kind of battery you decide to install has a big impact on how well your automobile runs. It's critical to be fully aware of every aspect that has to be taken into account while looking for local auto battery retailers.

It is a good idea to contact a reputable battery store if you need to replace the battery in your vehicle and would want advice on how to maintain it in top condition.

Would you kindly let me know which local retailers are the best for getting car batteries? Let's look at a few important variables that need to be carefully considered. It's important to choose a vehicle battery replacement in Brisbane service.

It's critical to put quality before quantity. Selecting a trustworthy and superior business is crucial while looking for a local vehicle battery store. When looking for the finest car battery dealers in your area, be sure to choose a company that only sells premium batteries and is dedicated to offering top-notch customer service.

A dead battery that cannot be fixed poses the biggest risk to your automobile. It is crucial to keep in mind that investing in cheap parts can eventually cause your car's performance to deteriorate.

Without fail, follow the directions in the owner's handbook for your vehicle.

Every automobile model and brand has distinctive qualities of its own. It is crucial to remember that not every vehicle can use every car battery. Unfortunately, a large percentage of businesses that show up in searches for "best car battery dealers near me" are dishonest and deliberately target gullible clients in an effort to deceive them. They may swap out the pricey batteries in your automobile with less costly ones in an effort to make more money or save costs. The best options for car battery replacement in Brisbane is open now.

Choose a company with a warm and inviting workforce. When looking for "car battery dealers near me," it's critical to choose a company that values client pleasure highly. Just as you should, it is crucial that your vehicle battery repair company prioritise providing timely service. The greatest options now offered, such as auto battery replacement in Brisbane, are accessible.

It is essential to be fully transparent at all times. As noted before, it is essential to continue looking for "car battery dealers near me" until you discover one that provides batteries that meet or surpass the specifications specified by the original equipment manufacturer (OEM) for your vehicle.

It is crucial that your service provider provide you thorough information about the product that will be put in your car before you confirm the reservation and pay for it. It's crucial to ask any enquiries you may have of the vendor before paying for the battery.

Conclusion You won't stop looking for local auto battery retailers until you come across an establishment that puts its customers' safety first. It's vital to remember that the shop where you purchase car batteries often provides related services as well. You are free to choose one among them according to how beneficial it is.

Author Bio: David is a professional writer working on the Car battery dealer in brisbane and so you will be getting all the information matters.

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Thursday 17th august 2023

Hey my lovely journal, past few days have had there ups and downs part of it has been good and other parts have been shit. So on Tuesday I started the day of by going to the gym and doing a pull session which was good. Whilst in the gym I took some photos and also videos of me doing certain exercise. The exercises were cable peck flys, spider curls and hammer curls. After the gym I made my way home. When I left the gym I had 1% battery on my phone, so I thought I wasn’t going to be able to listen to much music in the way waking home. Surprisingly by my surprise I was able to listen to music all the way home without my phone dying. I don’t understand why 1% battery lasts so long. I managed to get home and put my phone on charge it’s crazy. Once I was at home I just relaxed for a little bit then ended up having a two hour nap. Then after my nap, I went got ready for a football game I was going to see with my dad. The game was at Braintree’s ground it was Braintree vs Maidstone United, I support Maidstone United as I am from that area. Also I’m just starting to support them meaning I don’t have one of the tops so I had to borrow one of my dads. I wore this 10th anniversary one which is really nice and did fit really pleasantly on my arms. It was a tight fit so it made my arms feel nice and made me feel confident for once. Anyways it took us about 1 hour and 20 minutes to get there however there was a little traffic but nothing to major. Once we got near to the ground we quickly got food a macdonalds as I get a discount there as I work at one meaning I get loads of discounts on the macdonalds app. Anyways after enjoying are food we went to the ground. We originally could not find the ground as it was in the middle of no where it was behind these apartment buildings and houses. Once we got into the ground we found a place to stand for the first half of the game. Anyways we also bought a programme for £2 which is not bad. After this we waited for the game and watched the teams train. Anyways we saw that one of my old football coaches was there with he’s daughter. So we spent the who night watching the game with them. The first half of the game ended up 0-1 so Maidstone United were winning thank fuck for that. At half time I bought myself and my dad a drink. My dad having a Diet Coke and I had a Fanta. I finished my Fanta very quickly. My dad on the other hade made he’s drink last really well. Now for the second half we decided to move where we were standing so that we would be behind the rival team again. Also the Braintree supporters moved to where we were standing beforehand. Shortly after the second half starting braintree had a corner and they ended up scoring a header from the corner. The goalie got a hand to it but was not able to keep it out unfortunately. This put us all in negative spirits for the second half. Anyways the game got better and later into the game this player called Sam Corne scored for us and made it so we were winning again. Anyways after the game all the players celebrate with us and also gave us high fives and handshakes which was nice of them. After the game me and my dad went back to the car. It ended up taking us longer to get home, as loads of roads had been shut of meaning my dad had to work out longer routes to get home and also how to get home as he had never been to Braintree before. Once I got home I did not even bother getting ready for bed I just got straight in bed. I couldn’t sleep for the first hour as my brain was playing up and overthinking so it took me an hour to get to sleep.

Now for yesterday I started the day of by waking up and feeling like I just wanted to stay in bed and sob. But it took me a while to get up but I got up. I ended up being about 20 minutes late to work. But when I was at work I worked very hard to mark up for it. Work was ok yesterday but was just the usual same old bullshit. After work I waited at the bus stop and got the bus to the gym. Once I got to the gym I met with Daniel and we did a little leg session together. We did not go crazy though as we both did not feel physically great so we had to take it slow. I think it did not feel good as I had a lack of sleep and just came of a 9 hour work shift, and he had been sick loads the day before. Anyways after are gym session we went at got food at Maccies. I used my discount again as usual. Then after having are food we decided to go to play some pool we played 3 games. I won two and he won the last one. Then after this we played some ice hockey on the table thing in the arcade. I won most games but Daniel won one game. After this we waited at the bus stop for about 50 minutes waiting for a bus to arrive. As I was bored for some of it I just did random dances and started doing press ups whilst leaning on the bus stop seat. I probably looked like a proper weirdo, but oh well. Anyways once we got the bus I got the bus home and Daniel got the bus to he’s old work to wait for he’s mum to finish work. Once I got home, I edited some videos and made some tiktoks. Anyways this has been the past couple days. I will speak to you later journal, bye journal!

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Get Your Vehicle Services Anywhere: Protech Mobile Mechanic

Almost every individual wants their vehicle to remain in its best possible condition. If possible, they want the vehicle to remain in its brand new state. Nobody wants their car to give them any unpleasant surprise in the middle of a trip or when you have been driving to meet a deadline. This really puts emphasis on the importance of getting good routine servicing for your vehicle. But what if it actually went wrong and your vehicle broke down due to some problem in the middle of a road, and an auto service or mechanic is nowhere to be seen? This situation asks you to search for “mobile car mechanic near me.”. And we have got info on one such mobile car service near me, the Protech Mobile Mechanic.

Protech Mobile Mechanic

The Protech Mobile Mechanic is a professionally qualified car servicing company. Their team consists of reliable mechanics whom you can trust your car with without a second thought. They have more than 15 years of experience in this field, so you can easily understand that they are the best Mobile Mechanic Near Me. The 24/7 mobile mechanic will come to your rescue anywhere in Sydney, with the help of their 9 vans, utes, and more to come. They provide a variety of vehicle services, such as

Car Battery Service

It irritates a lot when you just hop in the car and it just won’t start. Protech Mobile Mechanic has the service for car battery replacement Sydney. They respond to your call as soon as possible, and they replace the battery quickly, so you can hit the road again with minimal repair time. Not only that, but they also conduct a charging system test to confirm your newly replaced battery’s proper functioning.

Car Radiator Repair Near me

The radiator is an important part of the vehicle. It helps in maintaining the temperature of the engine. If it is experiencing overheating issues, Protech Mobile Mechanic has a car radiator repair near me as well. They will not replace it with a new radiator if it is possible to fix it with the necessary repairs. They use only high-quality parts for repairs.

Mobile Tyre Service Sydney

Either tyre punctures or fitting new tyres, the technicians are skilled enough to handle any type of tyre repair in Sydney. The stock of tyres consists of various tyre brands, so you get the perfect tyre as per your vehicle’s needs. If you encounter any punctures, the Mobile Tyre Service Sydney will be there to assist you.

Pre Purchase Car Inspection

When you have been thinking of adding a used car to your life, a thorough car inspection would be a better choice to make. Factors such as mechanical soundness, body and interior condition, and on-road performance will be inspected by the team of experts at Protech Mobile Mechanic. Opting for a pre-purchase car inspection service can help you get your ideal car, rather than a nightmare.

Roadside Assistance Sydney

Providing 24/7 roadside assistance is what Protech Mobile Mechanic excels at. Covering the entire city of Sydney, you can expect them to arrive anywhere for any possible emergency issue with your car. Their constant service is always there to promptly respond to any unexpected car problem. Now, you don’t need to worry about any unpredictable car behavior when Protech Response stands by your side.