#GasTank

[bonguri]

20230209 Kiyosato travel 1 by Bong Grit 列車で清里へ。たまには車窓を撮ってみようってことで。 @Chuo Main line, Moriyama ward, Nagoya city, Aichi pref. （愛知県名古屋市守山区 中央本線） https://flic.kr/p/2omqbKA

[ground696]

HondaのタンクをヤマハSRに革のベルトでセット。#sr400 #custom #chopper #gastank (ＧＲＯＵＮＤ　ｈａiｒ ｃｕｔ) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cow6w54Pf5I/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[artandsouldesignstudio]

Custom motorcycle gas tank cover! @classiccitycycles • • • #NPiccolo_Art #Art #arrtpassion #drawing_expression #artistcollege #art_dailydose #arts_promoter #sunlight_art #culturehustle #sharetheblack #custom #customart #customartwork #gastank #motorcycle #motorcycleart #skull #skullart #skullartwork #fire https://www.instagram.com/p/CC1MdM2hnyT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[seabear87]

I am so tired @_@

Also Elliott. Been doing a lot of painting and portrait making and augh

[redjaybird]

[gotta sit in the cold for a little bit bleh]

[partydressfancy]

http://pinktentacle.com/2011/03/decorated-gas-tanks/

[norafaye]

ˋ°•*⁀➷ BLACK CHERRY KISSES ˊ˗

re2!claire redfield x fem!reader

contains ─┈ · · · 18+, explicit : modern!au, exhibitionism(?), use of petnames e.g. (babe, honey), she fingers you on her bike...that's all, that's the blurb. wc : 500+

a/n ─┈ · · · annnd it’s back up!

꒰ 𖥻masterlist ꒱

CLAIRE REDFIELD hit the kill switch of her red harley davidson moments ago. stopped in some dingy alleyway, darkness surrounded you both on the cold breezy night of raccoon city—with one streetlight illuminating the two of you doing something so...tainted, so impure.

she was sat perched and confident on the seat of the bike while you were infront of her—back laying flat against the gastank, legs draping over the fat of her thighs. the only thing that heated your body up came from her long slender fingers pushing in and out of your dripping folds.

"Claire—hah!… not so rough."

you don't know how you got in this situation... okay, maybe you did. but with her digits curling with every pump it was the last thing you cared about as your brain succumbs to the mind-boggling pleasure.

“isn’t this what you wanted babe?” she licks the pad of her thumb on her unoccupied hand before bringing it to rub circles on your clit, “couldn’t have waited ‘till we got home hm?”

ah right.

you were backpacking her as she drove, intending to take you both home as it was getting late after your little date night but she just felt so supple and cozy in your arms that you were unable of resisting at pawing at her under the leather jacket that she wore. she was like a missing puzzle piece, fitting in-front of you perfectly while you snuggled behind her tightly.

"i-i should say the same about you,” you stammer breathlessly, the helmet over your head muffles your voice and covers the teasing grin plastered on your face, "should've ignored me—mmh!…and kept cruising."

"i can't. not with you touching me like that.”

walls fluttering from her words you moan out as she continues to plunge her fingers in your hole. it was messy. so wet. her hand was covered in creamy clear liquid, it encased down her palm and trickles below onto the pretty cherry red metal underneath your plush ass. the sounds of your broken whimpers and the squelching of your pussy makes her grind her hips onto the seat—getting excessively wet herself.

her own helmet was thrown and forgotten somewhere on the floor before she pursued this, so your eyes were able to catch her furrowed brows and awed expression through your tinted visor.

"you're s’pretty Claire."

she flashes a genuine smile your way, circling your clit with added pressure gaining you to clamp down on her fingers. leaning in close, she kissed the helmet that separates you from feeling her plump lips, "i should say the same about you."

with her using your own words against you, a giggle comes from you, the teasing banter never ceases even while you two decide to get intimate—that even while she was mere knuckles deep inside of you, she manages to make the moment so heartfelt and memorable. you loved this about your girlfriend, how she was able to reciprocate the fondness you carried for her—giving it back to you only ten times stronger to show her deep devotion and appreciation she has for you.

it seems like you both just couldn't restrain yourselves from eachother.

with your head thrown back just seconds later, you're keening so sweetly due to the orgasm building up in your core from the tender treatment, "you're gonna make me come.”

"then come, honey."

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[downforthegas]

Fart kink asks (all 25 bc why not)

Woah uhhhh damn thank you so much!!! I'm glad I can finally answer the questions I've always wanted to!!! Here we go:

When did you realize you were into farts? Age 16 when I first learned how to touch myself

How did you figure out you were into farts? Probably fart jokes in shows, you know how it goes (live action scooby doo movie ruined a generation lol)

What’s your favorite type of fart? Quite a lot. Bubbly, wet, bassy, rumbly, silent, squeaky, etc. The kind that smell awful, like rotten cheese, milk, or eggs

Are there any types of fart you don’t like? Of course not. Farts are farts. Even the short, quiet ones have their charm

What about farting do you find most appealing? Probably the smell but sound is really hot too. As for the types of farter, I'm a big fan of embarrassment, but confidence is also suuuuper hot depending on what I'm in the mood for

Do you have a preferred length or volume for farts? I mean not really but I find myself fantasizing about long farts. Even hyperfarts that last for hours maybe even days on end (i guess I do have a preferred length lol). As for volume, any is fine, but if it's long, its extra hot if its bubbly and quiet or silent

Does farting turn you on on its own or do you need to already be in the mood? Farting can turn me on in an instant like a switch

Do you have any other digestion-related kinks? Ooh so many. Burps, piss (I think that counts), scat, and vomit (but not for real, just in my head). Even general stomach issues like bloating and indigestion and even heart burn are hot

Do you have any other kinks that you enjoy being paired with farting? Farts and burps, farts and bloating, farts and scat, farts and spanking, farts and tying up, ugh the possibilities are endless

Is farting a must in sexual situations or is it more of a bonus? It's sort of a must but I don't want it to be. I try to get off to regular stuff with my partners (we still do farts stuff too), and I do but its hard bc its always been farts I've touched myself to. But I'm willing to change. Besides, not using farts helps me last longer

Have you ever acted on your desires IRL in an explicitly kinky manner? With myself? Yes. Not yet with my partners though

Is having a partner who can fart well important to you? Not really but it's nice when you have it, like I do right now hehe

Does anyone you personally know know about your kink? Two of my friends, one I still talk to. They're both really accepting. I think I told my sister but she was probably so traumatized, she forgot lol

Has anyone ever noticed/suspected your kink without you telling them about it? Not yet. Thank god though. Maybe my sis is getting suspicious but I'm not sure (if she really did forget)

Is there any media that you enjoy specifically for farts in it? Not a specific media in particular (I imagine my faves farting more if they're from medias with no fart jokes) but I do like looking at fart comps on youtube, mostly from cartoons

Do you have a favorite farting-related content creator (on tumblr or otherwise)? For fart models, I love Love Rachelle, Selena Loca, Santana Redd, Emma Ink, and Natasha F. For artists, there's too many to list but I love a lot of twitter artists like Carafalsa, ProButtonMasher, GasTank, and Solloros. For people on Tumblr, I love @sweetbubblies for their ocs. They include a lot of hyperfart stuff and I think they got me into diaper stuff. @grossgeck is awesome too. They're extra weird like me and it makes me feel less alone in this community

Would you ever consider recording your farts? Oh I recorded SO MANY of my farts and posted some here.

Are you a shy farter or do you fart freely? Depends who I'm around. Around fam? Strangers? Friends? no. Best friends and lovers? Yes but I get a little hesitant with best friends hehe

Are you good at farting? Uhhh well my farts smell bad and some can be like 5 seconds so I guess I'm good. But I'm EXCELLENT at pumped farts. I can fart on command and I can suck in a lot of air

Do you prefer farting yourself or hearing others fart? Either way I'm happy lol

Have you ever gotten into trouble for farting in a place or situation where you shouldn’t have? Ooh not yet but I have fantasized about trying that in a public setting somewhere. I am into humiliation after all

Have you ever gotten turned on by farting in an inconvenient place or situation? Again, no, but it turns me on to think about

Have you ever tried to make yourself gassy in order to fart? Oh I kinda do it all the time! Whether it's with food, chocolate milk (my love) and pumping air in me

Do you have any favorite foods or drinks for encouraging farting? Spicy foods, leafy green veggies, super greasy foods, and chocolate milk/regular milk

What’s your biggest fantasy involving farting? Me and both my current partners are gassy and they can both fart freely around me, but I have to have a plug in me until they say I'm allowed to pull it out. If we're having sex, I'm not allowed to take it out until I cum. Maybe they make me take it out in public so I'm forced to fart in front of a bunch of people. Or they need to be in the hot tub after sex. But there's no hot tub. But hey, there's enough bubbles in my system to make it one

[obeyme-lilium]

More Lesson 45 thoughts (and they ain't good) after I've had time to stew on it more

The whole "Stop a train with physics" thing is so stupid. So so so stupid. Especially when we didn't even use physics to stop the train we fucking froze the gastank and had beel be a demon wall. Neither of which involved physics at all. Also, was this not supposed to be a Beel chapter??? Why TF was Satan getting all the spotlight for that really forced moment that would have made more sense for Beelzebub???? I can only assume it's really bad setup for something they have planned later but regardless wtf Like for what should have been a Beel-focused section you'd think he'd actually do fucking anything in it. Beel's wish being for food is like... fine I guess? It's clearly setting up a really obvious sub plot...in this season that has literally been all subplots.

Also, what the fuck was the purpose of Babel???? Other then reminding us Michael exists I guess???? That and the fact that Solomon who we have already had hammered into our heads last season is sussy is still in fact sussy. Babel feels like such a wasted concept/two whole fucking lessons.

Anyways, Simeon...may I see him? perhaps bring him some soup because he's not feeling well??? If we keep ignoring him being weird I'm gonna be Upset(tm). also, some nice things; Barb being concerned for Diavolo was cute. As well as Diavolo being like "WOOHOO I'M FREE" lmao

[channel-swimmer]

More pictures of Lol Creme and Kevin Godley but from Rick Wakeman's Gastank.

(Video)

[dogsmouth]

girltaint gluetrap gastank or whatever

[nero-vanderwolf]

Their friendship started with a handshake.

Asachi had just arrived in town, newly reassigned and bitter.

That gas station attendant had come out, cheerful and bright, cracking jokes and bouncing around like a lunatic while filling his tank.

(He chose not to remember the ass-grabbing. He’d rather forget that.)

After Adachi’s gastank had been filled, the attendant turned around and spoke, leaning almost lazily against the pump.

“By the way, you’re new to the town, aren’t you? Well, can’t say you should expect much from the place. You’ll be so bored out of your mind you’ll either pass the time by running odd jobs for folks or drinking at a bar.”

Adachi tugged his city-bought jacket further around him, the only semblance of dignity he had left after being sent to Nowheresville.

“Yeah, I figured as much. This place could be a recognised ghost town if not for the people,” he said, now leaning against his car.

“Don’t forget the chain stores. Moel and Junes? You’d never see those in a registered ghost town. Eh, whatever. This place is pretty much dead anyway. The name’s Nami, by the way.”

Nami offered a hand, and Adachi accepted it. “Adachi.”

As soon as he had finished speaking, he was overcome with a bought of dizziness. He stepped back, leaning heavily against his car for support.

Nami stepped forward, holding his shoulder and arm. What a terrible time to note how tall she was compared to him.

“Are you okay!? Here, come sit down... Easy now-”

When Adachi opened his eyes again, he was met with tired, watercolour ones looking back at him, sparkling with concern.

“Hey, I think you should go straight to your place from here. You’re staying at those apartments, yeah? They’re just down that street, to the left.”

Gentle hands helped him stand, and her eyes flitted down to his jacket, brows furrowing.

“Oh, your jacket ripped... Hey, maybe I’ll swing by one of these days and repair it for you. Head on home now. See you later, Adachi-san.”

A week had gone by now, and Adachi was telling Nami about how he’d ended up stuck in the boonies.

“I made one little mistake on a case, and they siphoned my rookie ass to Bumfuck, Nowheresville. Can you believe it?”

Nami shook her head slowly. “The nerve of them is unbelievable. A simple mistake, and off you go. Atrocious.”

“Yeah, exactly! You get it,” he said, perking up- though he was still irritated.

Like Nami had said, it was an honest mistake. He was a rookie thrown into the mess of a case he had no idea about, and his superiors wouldn’t let him in on it either. What a load of bullshit.

“Anyways, now I’m stuck here for a while. No clue how long, but let’s see how long it takes for me to lose my god-damned mind.”

Nami smiled, taking a hit from her cigarette. “Ten yen says it takes less than a month, keijisan.”

“Hardly, I bet- what did you call me?”

Nami gave him a sidelong glance, before closing her scarlet eyes again. “Keijisan.”

Mister Detective.

“Really? Of all things, you dub the failed rookie detective ‘keijisan’?” He raised an eyebrow, but smiled nonetheless.

Nami shrugged, offering no justification for herself.

So he simply grinned, shook his head, and let the cool night pass by as it might.

How long had it been since he first arrived to Inaba? How long since he had met Nami?

He didn’t remember. Not that that much mattered now, as they laid on the concrete by the curb and smoked and watched the stars.

Nami was telling him a story about the stars, but he found himself unable to focus.

Nami’s tired, watercolour eyes were up at the sky as she spoke, a fond smile on her face as though recalling the tale from one of her elders.

Her frizzy dark curls were splayed out around her like some sort of veil, catching the light of the moon just right and making them shine like glitter dust.

One arm was tucked behind her head as a cushion against the concrete, the other gesturing at the sky as she told her story. Her calloused hand waved around for emphasis as she spoke, pale against the dark velvet sky.

She was beautiful.

It struck him like a blow to the gut, realisation washing warmth over him.

“And on July 7th, Orihime and Hikoboshi will allowed to reunite for one night only in a clear sky. So... Guess we’d better hope for a clear sky that night, huh, keijisan?”

She looked over at him, smiling with too much teeth and a wrinkled nose, and he realised just how far he had fallen for her.

“...Yeah. Guess we ought to,” he agreed. It was as much as he could force himself to say without blurting out something terrible that he’d regret later.

For now, he would let the realisation simmer while she told more stories.

YESSYEAYAAAAHAYYH

i love the refrences to the stage play (the ass grabbing) also THE WATERCOLOR EYES!!!!!! so beautiful they seem unreal... and adachi is falling HARD!!!! hit him like he hit marie with... whatever he did... in the golden anime. Wonderful work as always Mavvie i love watching you go insane over these goobers

[maipareshaan]

"Look at me, i got my son's ass against my window, my alien's dick in the gastank and nothing but the open road in front of me."

This show is absolute nonsense, i love it.

[liveleaker]

Dont mess with a dodge dart or dodge challenger driver they'll pull a pin that explodes their own gastank and take you both out and they'll skrrt out of the smoke at 80mph

[abyssal-ali]

Batfam as things my family and I have said (or overheard): Road Trip Edition (Part 4)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

~~these were all from my sister and me because we were in the same vehicle for 12 hours together. There were more but needed background, so you get these very out of context quotes~~

>Tim: actually it's not responsible, I'm speeding

Tim: speeding responsibly<

>Dick: STOP CALLING YOURSELF TRASH

Jason: NO

Dick: if you don't I'll throw you out for reals<

>Damian: SHUT UP! SHUT UP ABOUT THAT! WE DO NOT SPEAK OF IT!!

Steph: *Laughs evilly* but you're ~perfect~ for each other<

>Duke: I was gonna say I live in my parents' basement but I don't

Duke: I live in my FRIEND'S parents' basement

Babs: somehow that's worse<

>Kon: THERES A STOP SIGN? IN MY GOOD PRAIRIES?

Kon: whY would you build a town RIGHT BESIDE A HIGHWAY<

Steph: you're the person from math problems

Babs: there are 2 kinds of people: 1) we should've frozen the grapes (jason) 2) stuff 'em all in your mouth (steph & dick)

Cullen: love that. NPC energy

>Tim: for a second I saw you as a gastank

Tim, about Cass: my brain gave me the good ding and I was like that's my sister!<

>Dick: Oh no we reached the part in our road trip where we just make unintelligible noises

Jason: calls Dick's name in falsetto<

>Bruce: WHY IS EVRYONE SPEEDING?

Robin!Dick: you're speeding too

Bruce: yeah but to catch up. It's different if *I* do it<

Jason: do you just call yourself a cracker?...beef

Damian: BEETS

Jason: beef>:) <

>Dick: you're judging me for asking me for spudato?

Cass: nope<

Harper, mocking Jason's fancy English: what a sublime amount of sodium chloride

> Steph: can you read me the latest collection of quotes

Cullen: sure. Today or since my last post?

Steph: all of them. I've probably forgotten everything I said earlier today anyways< (she did)

>Babs: you don't look suspicious at all!

Bruce: just what I wanted to hear<

Dick: look you can put your phone on flight mode. Brrrrrm!

>Steph: you achieved it! Ultimate cringe!

Steph: I'll never recover<

Babs: I love bimboing myself into not having to give directions

>Dick: whY do you not remember anything?

Jason, immediately: trauma

(Dick: NOOOO)<

[queenbea-1610]

John Sykes performing ‘The Man’s a Fool’ with Phil Lynott and Rick Wakeman’s House Band on GasTank’s third episode. 💚✨